Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 7 007. The Duties of the Prefect Five Weasleys

To be honest, Scott didn't really care about the freshman.

He was neither a professor nor a prefect, and it was not his job to deal with conflicts between students.

It's just... Now that everyone else hasn't gotten up yet, he can't leave the freshman here.

"Ok."

Scott walked over to the sofa opposite the freshman and sat down.

"So freshman, what's your name?"

"Jacob." The boy sniffed. "Jacob Kent."

Scott nodded. "Okay, Jacob. I'm Scott Trollope in fourth grade."

"Hello, Mr. Trollope," Jacob whispered.

Scott had no interest in the reasons for the conflict between the freshmen, so he asked directly: "Jacob, why didn't you go to the prefects for help? You should know at least two prefects. As usual, after the dinner yesterday, five The male and female prefects of the year are responsible for bringing new students to Ravenclaw Tower.”

Jacob snorted loudly again and said vaguely, "It's Miss Taylor and Mr. Cooper...but they both hate me...I dare not go to them..."

"Hate you?"

Realizing that things might be more trouble than he thought, Scott looked Jacob in the eyes and asked, "Can you tell me what happened? What did you do? Why doesn't it matter if it's the freshman or the two prefects? Are... um, not friendly to you?"

"I didn't! I really didn't do that! They didn't believe me!" Jacob suddenly raised his voice and screamed.

"stop!!"

Scott got a headache from his arguing and hurriedly stopped him.

Maybe seeing Scott's face is not good, Jacob immediately apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Trollope, but... it's really not me..."

"So what happened..."

Just as Scott was about to ask what was going on, he saw Penello walking down the stairs of the girls' dormitory, so he quickly stopped asking, stood up and walked over.

"Good morning, Penello."

"Oh, good morning, Scott." Penello was a little surprised, "Is something wrong?"

"Over there." Scott pointed to Jacob, who was still curled up on the sofa, "Jacob Kent, freshman, he was kicked out of the dorm by his roommates and spent the night in the common room, I think that It should be something the prefect has to deal with."

He couldn't wait to throw this thing out.

"Oh, Scott," Penello said with a smile. "Maybe you can help the poor boy directly. I know you can handle it just fine."

"No, I'm not a prefect, it's not my job." Scott immediately refused.

"Okay." Penello shrugged slightly, "Looking on the sidelines, this is very Ravenclaw, but..."

She smiled teasingly.

"Maybe next year...Professor Flitwick has always liked you, and he might choose you as the new male prefect."

"Let's talk about it next year then."

Scott also shrugged and came to Jacob with Penello.

Jacob had already stood up from the sofa and looked at the two of them with some trepidation.

Scott said in as soft a tone as possible, "Okay, Jacob. This is Penelope Rivart in sixth grade, and a Ravenclaw prefect. Don't worry, she'll help you. "

"Miss Clovert." Jacob glanced at Peneno and quickly lowered his head.

"Hello, Jacob." Penello smiled soothingly, "Come on, take me to your bedroom."

"But……"

Jacob was still a little frightened, and he looked at Scott with pleading eyes.

It's a pity that Scott didn't want to continue to participate in this matter, he just comforted the boy: "Go, Jacob. Peneno is the prefect, she speaks better than me."

Penello stood aside and smiled, thoughtfully not debunking Scott's words.

When Jacob heard Scott say this, he could only take Penello to the male student's dormitory.

He couldn't help but look back several times on the way, but Scott had already sat on the sofa by the window and spread out the book of "Standard Spells Four" and didn't care about his gaze.

Twenty minutes later, Scott closed the book, but Peneno hadn't come out of the male student's dormitory.

It seems that this thing is really troublesome?
Scott just murmured, still not thinking of participating, he tucked the textbook and notebook under his arm and walked out of the common room.

Going down the tower via a long spiral staircase, Scott saw Percy Weasley hovering under the Ravenclaw Tower.

"Good morning, Weasley." Scott greeted proactively, "Waiting for Penello?"

"Yes, good morning, Trollope."

Percy Weasley immediately stopped wandering and stood up straighter.It's just that his face is a little red, and the freckles on his face are more obvious.

Scott immediately understood why Penello got up so early, but he wasn't sorry for the delay of the two's date.

After all, that's really a prefect's job, isn't it?

but……

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait, Weasley."

He can help Penello explain the reason for being late.

"Unfortunately, something happened..." He didn't want to tell Gryffindor about Ravenclaw, so he mumbled, "Anyway... I need Prefect Penello to deal with it, she's busy now. ."

"Oh, never mind, of course the prefect needs to do his job." Percy Weasley apparently took it well. "Thank you for telling me, Trollope."

Saying goodbye to Percy Weasley, Scott left Ravenclaw Tower and walked across the long stone viaduct towards the auditorium across the cliff.

At this time, it was close to breakfast time, and some students left their common rooms one after another, and Hogwarts Castle gradually woke up in the morning light.

"Good morning, Scott."

In the foyer of the auditorium, two overlapping voices suddenly greeted Scott.

"Good morning, Weasleys."

Facing the red-haired Weasley twins, Scott smiled more naturally than when facing their older brother Percy Weasley.

"Oh Merlin's smelly socks!"

"I've known each other for three years!"

"Scott actually called us Weasleys!"

"Maybe he didn't know our mom and dad named us too!"

Fred and George put on Scott's shoulders one by one, and charged one after another.

"I bet, George, that's what he called Weasley when he talked to Percy just now." Fred held up the monocular in his other hand.

"Obviously, Fred, Mr. Trollope ranks us and Percy on the same level in his relationships!" said George angrily.

The two roared into Scott's ear at the same time: "This is an insult to us!!"

"Okay, sorry." Scott quickly surrendered, "Forgive me, Fred, George, I ran into three Weasleys in a short time."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Trollope," said George.

Fred winked, "Our little sister is also enrolled this year."

George raised his eyebrows. "And our little idiot brother."

The two finally concluded in unison, "There are five Weasleys in Gryffindor now."

Scott couldn't help laughing a few times, "That's a blessing, I'm not in Gryffindor."

"It's really sad that Professor McGonagall's proudest student said that." Fred let out a loud "sob."

George also wiped away his "tears", "Merlin, Professor McGonagall obviously likes him so much."

(End of this chapter)