The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Scott ignored the shouts from afar and walked forward, soon reaching the wall leading to the Leaky Cauldron.

Just as he was tapping the bricks on the wall with his wand, an enthusiastic middle-aged witch came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young man, that beautiful girl seems to be calling you." The middle-aged witch smiled kindly at him.

Scott could actually sense the approach of the middle-aged witch, but he did not choose to dodge.

At this point, dodging again would be too deliberate.

He looked at the hole in the wall helplessly, turned his head to look at the girl running from the other end of the street, smiled and thanked the middle-aged witch, "Thank you for your reminder, ma'am."

"You're welcome, a good boy should not make a girl sad."

The middle-aged witch blinked meaningfully at him, turned around and left slowly.

Scott said "tsk" softly, watching Roger's ex-girlfriend, Kachini, approaching step by step.

"Roger!"

Kachini almost ran all the way.

She stared at Scott, a little breathless, her face red because of the exercise.

"Hello, Caccini." Scott responded helplessly.

"Why are you running? I don't believe you didn't hear it!" Caccini asked, "You... don't want to see me so much?"

Scott looked at her resentful eyes and felt a layer of goose bumps on his arms.

He was already a little crazy at this time.

What is this!

Seeing Scott remain silent, Caccini's eyes suddenly reddened.

"You are such a cruel guy, Roger!" She said in an accusing tone.

Scott felt the curious gazes of passers-by, and suddenly felt more uncomfortable all over.

"Hey, calm down, Caccini." He said softly, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink at the Leaky Cauldron."

After that, he knocked the bricks of the wall behind him that had been closed again with his wand again.

After the bricks were removed, he immediately strode in.

He and Caccini walked into the bar together and sat at the bar.

"Welcome."

Tom was wiping the bar with a rag.

"Young man, I was just wondering why a student would come here so soon after the summer vacation."

He gave Scott a look that all men understand.

"So you're here for a date." Old Tom looked at Scott and Caccini with a smile, "What a perfect couple."

Scott was so embarrassed when he heard his words.

And Caccini didn't know when he had adjusted his mood, and he was still thanking Tom generously, "Thank you, Mr. Tom."

Tom threw the rag in his hand aside, "Oh, you're welcome, what would you two like to drink?"

"A glass of elderflower dew." Caccini said.

Scott put down the ice cream that was about to melt in his hand, "A glass of peppermint ice water."

Old Tom quickly served the drink, but the two people sitting at the bar fell into silence.

While Scott mechanically stuffed the ice cream into his mouth, he prayed that Caccini would leave quickly.

But Caccini didn't leave.

She held the glass and glanced at Scott from time to time.

Old Tom seemed to notice the subtle atmosphere between the two and left the bar happily.

After he left, Scott felt even more embarrassed. He felt that his toes had dug a Hogwarts castle on the ground.

After a long while, Scott finished his ice cream and drank half a glass of ice water. Kachini sighed faintly, "Roger, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Ah?" Scott put on an expression of being out of the situation.

"You..." Kachini was so angry that he kept taking deep breaths.

Scott still showed a puzzled expression.

At this moment, he just wanted Kachini to leave quickly, and it was good to be angry away.

He could no longer bear this excessive embarrassment.

"You are playing dumb, Roger!" Kachini gritted her teeth and whispered, "I am a girl, I have taken the initiative to find you!"

Scott still looked at her puzzledly, "So?"

"I... I understand."

Scott could see that Kachini was trying her best to resist the urge to cry.

He felt that Kachini was also a very proud girl, and it should be enough to say this.

"I should have thought of it earlier, Roger, you are such a boy, I should have understood it when I saw Mil!" Caccini said.

She jumped off the high stool and whispered, "I shouldn't have thought that I was the special one in your heart."

After that, she looked at Scott with hatred and ran away stumbling.

Watching her back disappear, Scott didn't have time to apologize to Roger who was not present. He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

"What happened?"

The elusive old Tom walked behind the bar again. While wiping the glass, he asked Scott, "Boy, don't let a good girl down, otherwise you will regret it in the future!"

I regret it now!

Scott complained in his heart.

Of course, his regret was borrowed from Roger's image.

If he borrowed the image of Eddie and Milton, he would not have such troubles.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong option after all.

"It's okay, we broke up a long time ago."

Scott put the money for the drinks on the bar and turned to leave the Leaky Cauldron.

He returned to the alley and met with Rimbaud who was waiting there.

"Let's go back!"

He activated [The Broken Arm Bone] again, enlarged Rimbaud's size, and cast the Disillusionment Spell on himself and Rimbaud.

After that, he rode on Rimbaud's back.

Rimbaud flew up to the sky at the fastest speed.

Three hours later, Scott, whose face was stiffened by the strong wind, returned to the Crow Territory.

In the cabin.

Scott only rested for a while before getting busy.

He sorted the potion materials he had just bought into categories, took out his own crucible and knife and other tools, and began to process the materials.

At noon, his lunch was just a hasty one.

Of course, his focus was to process the materials needed for the Fidelius ritual, and then make a potion needed for the ritual.

The moonstone needed to be ground into powder, the blood of the invisible beast needed to be iced but not frozen, the water of the Lethe River needed to be boiled continuously, and the rose needed to be fumigated with the steam of the Lethe River water.

In the evening, he finally processed the materials for a potion.

"You can try making a specific potion tomorrow." He stood up and stretched his body.

In the evening, Scott made a rich dinner as much as possible under the existing simple conditions.

While eating, he was simulating the ritual potion of the Fidelius Charm in his mind.

He was quite self-aware of his potion level. It was already amazing to be able to make this potion step by step, and there was no need to expect success on the first try.

Sorry, I still owe one chapter. I will update it before 8 am tomorrow.