The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"Eddie?" Scott blinked at Eddie who was running over, "What do you think happened to Roger?"

Eddie also saw Professor Flitwick at this time.

He was startled, and his speech became a little fluent, "Oh... Professor Flitwick, hello... I mean... Roger won't be able to come out until later."

"Hello, Eddie." Professor Flitwick gave him a strange look.

At this time, Scott noticed that the "girl" standing next to him was as stiff as if she was under a petrification spell.

"Miss Pat."

Scott nudged Milton with his elbow to bring him back to his senses.

"The most convenient place to take a taxi is over there."

Scott held out his hand as if to show the way.

Of course, he was pointing in the direction where Mr. Davis and Mr. Carmichael had parked their cars each time.

"Oh...yes...yes, I want to take a taxi, thank you." Milton stammered.

He bowed to Professor Flitwick in a daze.

"Goodbye...Professor Flitwick."

After saying that, he picked up his luggage and hurried away in the direction Scott pointed.

Scott said to Eddie again, "Eddie, Miss Pat doesn't have any family to pick her up. She seems to be unfamiliar with the environment outside the station. Please go over and help guide him."

Eddie blinked, understanding suddenly, and nodded quickly.

"Okay." He waved his hand, "Goodbye, Professor Flitwick, Scott! See you next semester!"

"Goodbye, Eddie." Scott and Professor Flitwick also waved to him.

When Scott saw Professor Flitwick's expression, he knew that he had discovered the truth.

It's just that the kind-hearted Professor Flitwick didn't expose his students.

"Sorry, Professor." Scott apologized proactively, "I was afraid Milton wouldn't be able to get off stage."

"It's okay." Professor Flitwick said with a smile.

However, he was still a little concerned about the safety of the students, so he asked Scott, "Milton went to live alone in the Muggle world without his father's consent?"

Scott told Professor Flitwick truthfully about Milton's situation.

"Professor, don't worry, Milton is not in danger living in London."

He tried to reassure Professor Flitwick.

"Eddie and Roger both live in London, and Roger's home is not far from Milton's apartment. He will take care of Milton."

Professor Flitwick nodded with relief.

"That's good." He sighed, "The child's family has changed, and he can calm down better if he lives alone for a while."

At this time, Roger finally walked out of the station.

He seemed to want to complain to Scott about Mr. Graves' cross-examination of him, but the moment he saw Professor Flitwick, he quickly changed his words.

"Professor Flitwick." He suddenly realized, "Will you take Scott to the airport?"

Professor Flitwick just smiled and nodded.

After Scott and Roger said goodbye to each other, Professor Flitwick took Scott to an uninhabited corner, took Scott's hand and apparated.

After the world spun, when Scott felt his hand being let go, they were already inside London Heathrow Airport.

Scott looked around.

Although they were in an inconspicuous corner of the airport hall, and there were no people walking around, those people undoubtedly did not notice the sudden arrival of the teacher and student.

"Thank you, Professor." Scott thanked Professor Flitwick, "There should be no danger next."

Professor Flitwick shook his head.

He insisted on watching Scott get on the plane.

"Now that I've sent you here, I must see you get on the plane safely."

Professor Flitwick was still a little awkward when he said the word airplane.

In this regard, Scott could only compromise.

He first asked about the earliest air ticket to Madrid, Spain, and finally bought a ticket that would take off in an hour.

"It's really okay to send it here, Professor."

Scott said goodbye to Professor Flitwick outside the security checkpoint.

"oh……"

Professor Flitwick looked curiously at the process of people going through the security check and let out a long sigh.

Scott gave him a detailed introduction to the security inspection process and the role of those security inspection machines.

Professor Flitwick looked at it for a while before sighing: "Although it is not as convenient as the curse, Muggles can also achieve the effect of the curse with their wisdom."

He finally concluded, "Sure enough, wisdom is the most precious wealth of mankind."

Scott nodded in agreement.

Professor Flitwick, who had satisfied his curiosity, told Scott a few more words about safety, and then quietly disappeared from him.

Scott couldn't help but admire Professor Flitwick's mastery in using magic spells again.

It wasn't like he had never seen someone cast the Disapparation spell in the past.

Generally speaking, when other wizards use this spell to travel through space, they will always leave a loud noise, but no one can do it as silently as Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick is indeed one of the most powerful magic masters in the modern era.

Afterwards, Scott successfully passed the security check and waited in the waiting room for a while before boarding the flight to Madrid Barajas Airport.

More than two hours later, the flight landed at Barajas Airport.

Scott, who was only carrying a small backpack and had no luggage to check, quickly walked to the exit.

At a glance, he saw Michael and Amelia waiting eagerly outside the exit.

He waved and strode towards his parents.

Michael and Emilia also saw him soon.

Emilia rushed up impatiently and hugged him tightly the moment he stepped out of the exit.

"Scott! Honey, I miss you so much!"

Emilia excitedly kissed him hard on the face.

"I miss you too, Millie."

Scott patted her shoulder and smiled at Michael.

Michael walked to the mother and son and pulled Emilia away.

"Millie, you are blocking other people's exits."

"I know!"

Emilia shook off his hand and took Scott's hand to the side.

She looked at Scott's appearance carefully over and over again, and kept saying things like he had grown taller and thinner.

Scott could only smile and let her look at him.

"Is this my little cousin Scott?"

At this time, a burly young man with the same brown-red hair color as Emilia came over.

He spoke English that was not fluent and smiled kindly at Scott.

"Oh sorry, Ramiro! I'm so excited!"

Emilia quickly reached out and pulled the young man over, introducing him to Scott, "This is your uncle's youngest son Ramiro, he is only 5 years older than you, you can play together during the summer vacation!"

Scott looked up at this cousin he had never met.

Ramiro was tall, looked like an athlete, and seemed to have a good temper.

"Hello, cousin Ramiro." Scott stretched out his hand.

Ramiro shook hands with him and said with a smile: "Just call me Ramiro."