The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

After Sunday lunch, Scott was stopped by Jacob as he left the auditorium.

"Scott."

Jacob smiled and shook two fingers.

Second Transfiguration Guidance?

"I see."

Scott nodded, greeted his roommates, and came to an empty classroom with Jacob.

"How are you practicing the method I taught you earlier?"

Scott sat down first.

"There is clear improvement."

Jacob sat across from him.

"Although the progress is a little slow, I understand that it is the limitation of my talent, not your method."

So Scott felt his magic.

"Actually, you don't need to be too anxious." He said, "You are only in the first grade now and are still in a period of rapid growth."

Jacob smiled, "I understand, but every step is slow and every step is slow. I need to try my best."

Scott certainly agrees with this.

but……

"Actually, your talent is not bad." He looked at Jacob, "At least in terms of magic power, it's probably at an average level."

"Medium, I know, but I'm not satisfied with this." Jacob said calmly.

Scott just said: "Then it's up to you."

Jacob responded, then took out a pen and paper and began to ask Scott some questions about transfiguration.

Scott answered him patiently.

He will still complete what he promised.

After Jacob finished asking the question, Scott took out his pocket watch and took a look. There was still some time before the promised two hours.

Jacob put away his paper and pen and said, "Can I ask a question that has nothing to do with transfiguration?"

"Okay," Scott said, "but I won't necessarily answer them all."

Jacob nodded.

"I heard about what happened yesterday." He looked at Scott, "The news came from Gryffindor. They said that you helped Neville improve his magic."

I see.

Scott knew it.

"You are quite well informed." He looked at Jacob.

Jacob smiled, "Many people don't believe this and think someone is bragging, but I think it may be true."

"That's true," Scott said.

He watched Jacob's eyes light up.

"But the statement is not accurate." Scott added, "Neville's magic is not to enhance, but to release."

"Release?" Jacob asked in confusion.

Scott briefly explained Neville's situation.

"...Neville's problem is caused by psychological problems. This situation is very special." He concluded.

"So that's it." Jacob's tone was regretful, "I thought..."

Scott said a little funny: "You think too highly of me."

But Jacob said, "I want to give it a try."

"Huh?" Scott looked at him in surprise.

"I want to give it a try." Jacob said seriously. "Although I don't have any psychological problems, it would be good as long as there is slight improvement."

"It's not the same thing."

Scott shook his head.

"Besides, I might not be able to do it if the target is you."

He looked at Jacob.

"A strong-willed guy like you is unlikely to be affected by the psychedelic spell, nor will he open his mind easily. My magic power fluctuations cannot guide your magic power."

"I can," Jacob said.

"Um?"

Scott was really surprised now.

He looked at Jacob, shook his head again, and still insisted on his judgment, "I can't be wrong."

Jacob frowned slightly, "After so many things, haven't you seen it clearly yet?"

What he said was so confusing that Scott didn't understand it for a while.

"I thought I had made my attitude clear." Jacob said seriously, "I am willing to follow you and follow your lead, Scott."

But I don’t want to set up any organization...

Scott was confused.

He doesn't want to be the devil.

"Our origins and positions are the same." Jacob was still saying, "Of course, if you are worried, we can make a contract..."

"stop."

Scott held out his hand to stop Jacob from talking any more.

"You can try it if you want," he said. "It's no big deal."

Jacob's eyes lit up again.

"Don't you need a contract?" he asked.

"No need!" Scott said angrily, "Do you have any misunderstanding about me? I don't want to establish any organization."

"No?" Jacob was a little surprised, "But there are already some people gathered around you."

"Who are you talking about?"

Scott was filled with questions.

Jacob began to count in detail, "Needless to say your roommates, in addition to the three of them, there are also the Weasley twins, Cedric Diggory, Luna Lovegood, plus the Na who won over yesterday. Willongbottom..."

Scott felt a little broken inside after listening to his words.

"By the way." Jacob added, "Even the Savior and his two friends have a good relationship with you..."

"What on earth are you..."

Scott couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He always thought this kid was normal.

Now it seems that it may be because he was given a heavy blow by Travers after he came into contact with the magic world, which caused his thoughts to go astray.

"I'm not Travers."

Scott said with a dark face.

"The people you mentioned are all my friends."

"Really?" Jacob nodded as if he understood, "I understand."

"It's good that you understand." Scott smiled.

The next second, Jacob said meaningfully: "I can also be your friend!"

"..."

You understand nothing!

Scott almost swore.

"No... you don't understand..."

Scott looked at Jacob's questioning eyes and felt powerless in his heart.

No, he must make it clear!

"I mean real friends." He looked at Jacob's eyes seriously, "Friends! Literally! There is no other meaning, do you understand?"

Jacob just looked at him blankly after hearing this.

Scott knew that he still didn't turn around.

"You are too nervous, kid!"

Scott reached out and patted his shoulder hard to make him come back to his senses.

Looking at Jacob's rare expression of helplessness, Scott suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw Jacob last semester.

This made him sigh.

"I know, because you are unlucky, all you encounter after entering the magic world are bad things."

Scott softened his tone.

"Those experiences forced you to make changes to protect yourself and your family."

Scott remembered the scene when he boasted to Eddie that he was a "good man who likes to help others".

I didn't expect that he is really doing good things now.

"But I want to say... don't let those things affect your judgment."

He looked at Jacob's eyes sincerely.

"The magic world may have many dangers and many scumbags, but it is not without good people and good things. Here, you can not only learn magical magic, but also make true friends."

"True friends?"

Jacob repeated Scott's words hesitantly, and his eyes turned red.

At this moment, Scott suddenly thought of something.

This kid is only 11 years old.

The little boy who used to curl up on the sofa and cry helplessly may still be there.

It's just that he has been hiding in the illusory disguise and layers of sharp shells.