The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Scott looked into Jacob's eyes, sensed his magic, confirmed that he was not lying, and smiled with some relief.

It seems that I also have the talent of "mouth-to-mouth"?

For a moment, he was quite complacent.

He said to Jacob: "It's good that you can think like this. If you are defensive against everyone, and you only have conflicts of interest when you get along with others, what fun is there in living like that?"

Jacob let out a long breath and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Thank you, Scott."

He looked up at the starry sky dome in the common room, his tone a little vague.

"I feel a lot more relaxed. This feeling is like the end of winter, and I finally took off my heavy cotton jacket."

Scott smiled and said: "It's not a trivial matter to be too nervous. Be careful of premature aging."

"Scott, Jacob."

At this time, Luna came over in a pair of slippers, clacking, and sat directly on the sofa next to her.

"What are you talking about?"

She stared at the two boys curiously.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she stared at Jacob closer.

"Jacob," she said in a vague tone, "Who helped you drive away the harassment horsefly?"

"Harassment horsefly?" Jacob looked puzzled.

Scott leaned on the sofa and smiled, "She meant that you have less negative emotions."

Before Jacob answered, Luna turned around and asked Scott, "Is that what you want to say?"

"You can try to communicate with them in a way that others can understand." Scott suggested.

Luna tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "But I don't want to lie."

"Then let's do it." Scott said again, "If you don't want to, you don't have to change yourself for others."

"Oh, I think you're right."

Luna clapped her hands happily and laughed.

After a few seconds, her laughter stopped abruptly.

Under the gaze of Scott and Jacob, she calmly took out a magazine called "The Quibbler" from her woolen bag and lowered her head to read it quietly.

Scott turned his head and faced Jacob's confused expression, and he spread his hands helplessly.

Jacob pursed his lips and chatted with Scott about the problems he encountered in his studies.

Of course, Scott found that he was actually a little nervous.

After Scott answered, Jacob obviously relaxed again.

Nearing the curfew, Jacob asked Scott the last question.

"If that time, when I agreed with you to tutor three times in Transfiguration..." he asked curiously, "If I asked you at that time like now, would you answer me?"

Scott thought about it and answered him, "Maybe, but I won't be as patient as now."

"Why?" Jacob asked.

"Think about your performance that day, kid." Scott said with a smile.

"Well, maybe I'm really not likable like that." Jacob said, "No wonder you kept your distance from me before."

Scott waved his hand and said bluntly, "You should be more confident and remove the 'maybe'."

The next morning, Scott got up very early.

He took advantage of the time when most people were still asleep and came to the corridor where the Room of Requirement was located.

Silently thinking about Helena's study, Scott walked back and forth in the corridor three times, and the familiar door appeared in front of him.

"Oh, it's you, kid."

The eagle-shaped knocker on the door opened its eyes and looked at him.

"Go in."

"Thank you."

Scott pushed the door open and walked in, closing it behind him.

"Good morning, Scott."

Helena was still in the portrait in the study.

"Good morning, Helena."

Scott looked at her in the painting for a few times.

He asked curiously, "Will you be in the painting forever?"

"Of course not." Helena shook her head, "My temporary residence in the painting is just my mother's magic. When my mother leaves, I will come back."

Scott was a little surprised, "Will you come back? I thought..."

"I know what you want to say." Helena smiled and said, "Do you think that as a ghost, I will leave completely after I have no obsession?"

Scott was a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

Helena shook her head, "No, I can't do this. Although I also want to embrace death as soon as possible, I am a Ravenclaw ghost and cannot leave for the time being."

Scott inexplicably remembered the magic that Dumbledore used when he tried to bind Medea.

"Is it because of the magic that Dumbledore used?" he asked directly.

"That's only one reason." Helena said, "Now I can only tell you that the ghosts of each college have a meaning."

Hearing this answer, Scott knew that she would tell the real reason, so he stopped asking.

Helena said again: "You may have heard of Myrtle?"

Crying Myrtle?

Scott nodded.

Helena sighed softly, "I also thought about letting her take over my position, but her personality is completely unsuitable."

Scott nodded again.

Just think about it, if a ghost who likes to crawl into the toilet and can only cry represents Ravenclaw, that picture...

"I understand, she is indeed not suitable." Scott said affirmatively.

Helena smiled and walked into the huge landscape painting, and then emerged from the door behind the painting.

"Go in first." She waved to Scott, and then disappeared.

Scott walked forward and pushed open the door.

"Good morning." He greeted the Ravenclaw in the painting, "Professor Ravenclaw."

"Good morning."

Ravenclaw smiled in surprise.

"It's been a long time since I heard a child call me professor."

"You will be my professor from now on." Scott smiled.

"Of course, my promise is valid."

Ravenclaw smiled kindly.

"But..."

She suddenly changed the subject.

"I let you in today because I'm afraid you, the child, are not at ease, so I specifically want to show you that I won't break my promise."

Scott hurriedly said, "Of course..."

Ravenclaw raised his hand to stop Scott from talking again.

Scott shut up obediently.

"Go away." Ravenclaw said, "Don't disturb our mother-daughter reunion for the time being."

She looked at Helena in the same painting frame with her, her eyes full of tenderness.

Scott was stunned when he heard this.

What does this mean?

At this time, Ravenclaw looked at him again.

"I don't have much time." She said, "Of course, after Helena returns to Ravenclaw Tower, she will bring you here again, and then the portrait left here will be my real portrait."

"I know."

Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I won't bother you."

He bowed.

"Professor Ravenclaw."

After saying that, he left the room.

I came back late today, and I can only update two chapters in time. There will be one more chapter later. Sorry, I will update four chapters tomorrow.