The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"You have changed so much, Helena!"

The girl in the painting looked at Ms. Gray in surprise and complained, "Your temper was not like this before."

"This has nothing to do with you!" Ms. Gray still said coldly.

Scott couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw the two Helena in and outside the painting arguing for a while but never getting to the point.

But it was hard for him to remind him, so he could only stand there and keep glancing at the bookshelf in the room.

He wanted to see what kind of books were stored here.

After just a few glances, he found that most of the books on the bookshelf were ones he had never read, and he couldn't help but feel a little itchy for a while.

However, just as he was about to go to the bookshelf and take a closer look, Ms. Gray called to him.

"Trollope, come here."

"Yes." Scott withdrew his eyes and walked to her side.

"I just wanted to say that you actually brought someone into your study. This is really rare."

The girl in the painting said something to the Gray girl in surprise again, and then looked at Scott.

She winked playfully, "Oh, I'm a Ravenclaw student, hello."

"Hello." Scott greeted her politely, "My name is Scott Trollope."

"Hello, Scott." The girl in the painting smiled friendly at him.

Scott did not expect that young Helena had a lively personality, which was very different from today's Ms. Gray.

"I'm here for Medea." Ms. Gray said impatiently, "You know what to do, Helena."

"So that's what happened. No wonder you brought this boy here. That's really troublesome."

The girl in the painting obviously understood what she meant.

"Okay, okay, I get it."

As she spoke, her expression became serious and she looked directly at Ms. Gray.

"So, even though it's a thousand years late...are you ready, Helena?"

"I see."

Ms. Gray's voice was dry.

"Okay, I'll open the door for you right now."

The girl in the painting suddenly turned around and walked to a huge landscape painting on the other side of the wall, showing her whole body.

"Go, Helena... you should have been here a long time ago."

As she spoke, the landscape painting suddenly moved sideways, revealing a wooden door behind the frame.

Ms. Gray slowly floated to the door, lowered her head and remained silent.

She was silent for a long time, but Scott did not dare to disturb her and could only wait quietly.

"Hey, Scott." The girl in the painting said softly, "What grade are you in?"

Scott turned his head and met her curious eyes.

"Fourth grade," he answered.

The girl in the painting smiled, she seemed very happy, "Same as me! I mean... I was the portrait Helena made in her fourth grade."

Scott didn't know how to respond, so he smiled.

The girl in the painting didn't care, she kept talking to herself, "Speaking of which, no one has spoken to me for a long, long time... Did you know that Helena failed to graduate from Hogwarts? When I was in seventh grade..."

"Shut up!"

Ms. Gray scolded her again.

The girl in the painting covered her mouth with her hands, but her eyes were glaring at Ms. Gray several times.

"Scott." Ms. Gray stepped aside. "Open the door for me."

Scott nodded, walked over and held the door handle.

"etc."

Ms. Gray said again.

Scott looked back at her questioningly.

"Remember." Ms. Gray looked at him coldly, "Open the door and let me in, then close the door. You can't come in until I call you."

"OK."

Scott nodded in agreement, turned the door handle and opened the door.

Ms. Gray kept staring at him, and when she saw that he didn't look specifically into the door, she nodded slightly with satisfaction and floated into the door.

"close the door!"

She gave another order.

Scott obediently closed the door.

"She's really hard to get along with, isn't she?"

Scott heard the girl in the painting complain.

But he didn't agree and just smiled.

"I understand, you don't dare offend her." The girl in the painting giggled.

Scott, you gave her a "you know" look, turned around and walked to the bookshelf impatiently.

"Oh! Are you interested in my book?"

The girl in the painting follows his footsteps and shuttles among the paintings on the wall.

"Can I read these books, Helena?" Scott asked.

"Okay." The girl in the painting agreed without hesitation.

She said proudly: "This is my study room at home. There are many books that are not available in Hogwarts!"

"Home?" Scott asked curiously.

"It was originally at home," the girl in the painting explained, "but after Helena escaped, my mother moved the study here and hid it."

"That's it." Scott nodded.

He began to carefully look at the titles of books on the bookshelf.

"Do you know where this place is?" the girl in the painting asked again.

Scott shook his head.

"This is the Come-and-Go Room!" the girl in the painting said proudly, "As long as you meditate on the place you want, it can fulfill your wishes. This is a secret that few people know."

"That's it!" Scott took down a book and opened it, not forgetting to praise him.

He flipped through a few pages of the book and went back to change it. After changing several books in succession, he felt a little disappointed.

The spells recorded in these books are no longer applicable today.

After so many years of development, many modern spells are better.

The girl in the painting still kept talking.

Scott flipped through the book while chatting with her.

It took a long time.

In short, Scott knew that he must have missed the afternoon Care of Magical Creatures class.

The girl in the painting chattered a lot of meaningless topics and asked, "Do you know Medea?"

Scott put the book back and turned to look at her.

"Yes."

He took the initiative to tell her what he knew about Medea.

"So that's it!" The girl in the painting looked surprised, "Medea did this, do you want to stop her?"

"You are a little different from ordinary portraits." Scott looked at her and said suddenly.

"How... how could it be?" The girl in the painting pretended not to know.

Scott smiled and didn't say much.

This portrait is much more lively than ordinary portraits, and she also knows some things after Ms. Grey left.

He was about to ask her about Medea when the voice of Ms. Grey came from the door.

"Come in, Scott."

Scott waved to the girl in the painting, turned around and pushed the door open and walked in.

Inside the door was an empty room with nothing in it... only a portrait hanging on one wall.

That was a portrait of Ravenclaw!

At this moment, Ms. Grey and the Ravenclaw in the painting were looking at him.

"Hello, respected Ms. Ravenclaw."

Scott bowed to the portrait.

He heard Ravenclaw ask Ms. Grey, "Is this child the helper you found, Helena."

"Yes, mother."

Ms. Grey's voice was no longer cold.

"Come here, child." Ravenclaw said to Scott.

Scott walked over and looked up at the founder of the college in the painting.

"Hello, ma'am, I am Scott Trollope, a fourth-year Ravenclaw."