The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"Good evening, Rimbaud." Scott closed the door of the dormitory, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here for something." Rimbaud flapped his wings a few times.

Scott walked to the bed and sat down, and asked it at the same time, "Has the list of people who have defected to Medea come out from the Ministry of Magic?"

"Only a part of it for now." Rimbaud said, "But I observed it a few more times, and Fudge's life is obviously getting harder and harder."

Scott asked in surprise, "Didn't he resist?"

"Anyway, I didn't see him resist in any way." Rimbaud said affirmatively.

"It seems that there is something else going on here." Scott guessed, "Either Fudge is being threatened and controlled, or he is hiding."

Rampaud nodded, "What you said makes sense, but my ability is limited, and there is no way to further investigate and confirm it."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we won't get involved, I just need to know the general situation." Scott said indifferently, "By the way, you went to the Ministry of Magic today? Then tell me about the impact of the Daily Prophet this morning."

Rampaud twisted his neck, "Oh, this is exactly the second thing I want to tell you. The interview in the newspaper this morning caused a great deal of fluctuations in the Ministry of Magic."

Scott motioned for him to tell it in detail.

"Of course, most wizards are ready to wait and see, and some wizards are very happy. I guess they are Medea's accomplices." Rampaud said, "There are also a small number of wizards who advocate going to the Gaunt family's old house to make arrangements in advance and capture Medea. They are basically Aurors."

"I understand." Scott nodded.

Rambo asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"Me?" Scott smiled, "Of course I won't do anything. These things have nothing to do with me."

"That's right." Rambo nodded in agreement.

Scott said, "I just want to watch the fun."

Rambo agreed again, "I like to watch the fun, too."

So they all laughed.

Just then, Scott sensed Roger's magic fluctuations appearing in the corridor outside the dormitory, so he winked at Rambo.

Receiving his meaning, Rambo stopped talking.

Roger quickly opened the door of the dormitory.

Scott looked back, but couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You are..." He looked at the slap mark on Roger's face, "... Who hit you?"

Roger walked into the dormitory with a dark face, put down the flying broom in his hand, took off his robes, sat on the edge of the bed and removed the Quidditch protective gear on his body.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and didn't answer Scott's question.

Scott looked at the palm print on his face again, and then looked down at his hand, and quickly came to the conclusion--

Roger's face was hit by a girl.

Playboy has fallen?

Seeing that Roger was unwilling to talk about it, Scott certainly would not force him, so he withdrew his observation.

However, when he stood up and took his ancient magic notebook from the bookshelf, Roger suddenly spoke again.

"Caccini, she seems to have changed into a different person." He said in a muffled voice.

"Caccini?" Scott was extremely surprised, "Didn't you break up a long time ago? It's been more than half a year."

"Yeah." Roger responded.

"Did you get back together again?" Scott asked.

"No." Roger said.

"What is this?" Scott looked at the slap mark on his face again.

Roger reached out and rubbed his face, "hiss."

"I don't know what she's crazy about." He frowned, "I haven't noticed her for a long time, and I just came out of the Quidditch field."

He didn't understand, and Scott certainly didn't understand, so he could only look at him with sympathy.

Roger said again: "After last summer vacation, she looked at me with a wrong look, and I wanted to talk to her, but then I was busy with Quidditch games and training and forgot about it."

Scott also remembered.

Could it be because of the incident in the summer when he used Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be Roger?

No way, it has been more than half a year.

He suddenly felt a little guilty.

He asked Roger again, "You mean... she rushed up without saying a word and slapped you in front of everyone?"

Roger nodded gently.

Scott was even more surprised.

No wonder Roger was so angry. He was the captain of the Quidditch team. It was undoubtedly very embarrassing to be slapped in the face by his ex-girlfriend in front of the team members.

However, Scott felt that this was not something that Caccini would do.

"No matter what happened..." Scott said hesitantly, "Caccini would actually use violence?"

"That's why I said she changed." Roger said.

Scott asked, "So why did she hit you?"

Roger shook his head, looking confused.

"Forget it." He rubbed his face again, "I proposed the breakup, and this slap is the end."

Scott saw that he seemed to have figured it out, so he didn't discuss this topic anymore.

After this day, the discussion about Medea and Voldemort became a hot topic in Hogwarts.

Everyone was looking forward to the development of the matter. Students wanted to go to the old house of the Gaunt family to wait and see if the interview in the newspaper was true.

Will Medea really go there to destroy the Horcrux? Will Voldemort really appear?

These are the answers that everyone is eager to know.

The Weasley twins found Scott mysteriously one afternoon and pulled him to the studio in the secret passage.

Eddie is here too.

"This is a huge business opportunity!" Eddie said, "People are eager to pay attention to this matter and want to know the answer as soon as possible!"

"Are you going for an interview?" Fred asked with a smile.

George gave Eddie a thumbs up, "We support you!"

"Of course not! I won't go to such a dangerous place!" Eddie retorted.

Scott asked him, "So how do you want to make money out of this?"

Eddie smiled and said, "We can think about it together and maybe we can come up with a solution."

It seems that he has no idea at all and just doesn't want to miss the money-making opportunity he mentioned.

"The collision between Slytherin's daughter and the mysterious man." Fred said with some longing, "Such a scene must be very interesting!"

"You're crazy, brother!" George patted him hard on the shoulder, "That's not a place we can go!"

"Of course I didn't want to!" Fred rolled his eyes at George, "I was just thinking that maybe through our ingenuity, we could invent a tool that can see Gunter's old house at Hogwarts. "

"Sorry, I don't have the intelligence you mentioned." George shrugged.

"Okay." Fred also shrugged, "Maybe it's really impossible. After all, the eavesdropping props we imagined can only eavesdrop on close-range sounds."

"Is there no way we can make this money?" Eddie looked at Scott, "Scott, do you have any good ideas?"

Fred and George looked at him too.

Scott said helplessly: "What can I do?"

The distance was too far and his listening bat couldn't connect.

It was impossible for him to risk lurking near Gunter's old house.

"Camera!" Fred suddenly looked at Scott with glowing eyes, "You can let the camera take pictures automatically. We sell on-site photos!"

George's eyes also lit up, "So smart, brother!"

Scott shook his head, "The cameras need to be arranged in advance, who of us will go there?"

"We could hire owls," Fred said, "and fly them over Gunter's house."

George immediately understood what Fred meant and said to Scott, "You just let the camera take pictures automatically."

At this time, Eddie apparently understood the twins' plan.

"It seems really feasible!" he said excitedly.

"No, actually there is something better." Scott suddenly said.

"What?" The three of them looked at him again.

"Panorama telescope." Scott said, "The kind usually used to watch large-scale Quidditch games. It can be played back and watched in slow motion."

"Oh, we actually forgot this!" Fred said annoyed.

George nodded, "We once hoped that our mother would buy us one, but she refused."

"A panoramic telescope?" Eddie said, "Then let's order some by mail from the Quidditch shop first."

Scott agreed, "I can use transfiguration to create animals to send the panoramic telescope there. The products of my transfiguration can still move on their own for a period of time after being separated from my control."

"Very good!"

Fred and George high-fived each other and cheered.

"Very good, then...the next step is our biggest problem." Scott said in a pretentious tone.

"What?" The other three people stared at him.

"That's..." Scott's speech slowed down, "...where is the old house of the Gunter family?"

The twins and Eddie shook their heads.

"You don't know?" Scott asked in surprise.

The three of them shook their heads again.

"What are you talking about? Give up!" Scott said simply.

"etc!"

"We'll find it!"

The twins quickly assured.

Eddie smiled confidently, "Who do you think I am? Believe me, this matter is not difficult for me!"

"Okay." Scott also laughed, "I'm waiting for your good news."

After the "shareholders meeting", the Weasley twins and Eddie began to investigate the traces of the Gaunt family's old mansion, and Scott returned to his studies.

At the same time, he bought several panoramic telescopes through mail order.

Finally, on Wednesday of the new week, four days before the Sunday when Medea agreed to "purify" the Horcrux, the "Shareholders' Meeting" was convened again.

"Gunt's old house is in Little Hangleton." Eddie reported the results of his investigation.

"Then let's get started."

Scott smiled, took out several copper-colored binoculars from the deformed lizard skin bag on his waist and placed them on the table.

"I have already bought the panoramic telescope and it just arrived today."

After receiving the goods, he tried it out and found that it could indeed be used as a camera, allowing him to look back at the scene over a short period of time.

"Oh! Cool!"

The twins and Eddie exclaimed and quickly picked up the telescope on the table and started playing with it.

Scott began to think carefully about the arrangement and recovery of the panoramic telescope.

The updates in the past two days have not been great because there are some glitches. Please readers, please give me a few days to adjust, I want to adjust the next outline.