The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

After Scott and the others finished their dinner, they climbed back up to the eighth floor and came to the door of Professor Flitwick's office.

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk.

Scott raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The office door lock clicked open.

"Please come in." Professor Flitwick's voice came.

Scott opened the door and walked into the office, followed by the other three.

"Good evening, Professor Flitwick."

The four of them greeted the professor at the same time.

"Good evening... hello to you."

Professor Flitwick, who was writing at his desk, raised his head and was a little surprised to see the group of four people.

But he quickly came to his senses, "Hey, what's the matter?"

After Fred entered the door, he looked around the office very comfortably.

He pointed at the crow following Scott and said loudly; "We found a wand that can control people like the Imperius Curse, Professor."

"The Imperius Curse?" Professor Flitwick raised his head sharply.

The quill in his hand scratched heavily on the parchment, making an unpleasant friction sound.

Fred and George cooperated tacitly, complemented each other, and quickly recounted their adventures in the Room of Requirement.

Professor Flitwick looked at the long wand held by the crow in surprise and frowned.

"Is there such a thing?"

He looked back at Scott and Eddie.

Scott and Eddie both nodded and spoke from their perspective of what Fred would have been like when he was controlled by the wand.

Of course, the story told by Eddie sounded many times more exciting than the statement told by Scott.

When he spoke, even the person involved, Fred, listened with interest.

After listening to what several people said, Professor Flitwick's expression became more solemn.

At this time, Scott raised his head and glanced at the crow.

The crow flapped its wings and flew over the desk, placed the long wand on the table, and flew away through an open window.

Professor Flitwick put down the quill in his hand, stretched his neck and looked closely at the long wand for a while.

Then, he took out his wand again and muttered something. A series of magical lights of different colors came out of his wand and kept in contact with the long wand.

Professor Flitwick squinted his eyes and watched the reaction when the long wand came into contact with the magic spell. After a while, he stopped and raised his head again.

"After preliminary inspection, this is a special alchemical work." He said to the four Scotts, "Of course, its purpose is indeed evil."

At this point, he paused and sighed, "This reminds me of a period of history."

The four Scotts looked at him curiously.

"Take it out," Professor Flitwick said to Scott, "that box taken out of the troll specimen."

Scott nodded and took off the deformed lizard skin bag hanging on his belt.

He loosened the straps of the leather bag, then squatted down and poured the square brass box out of the leather bag.

Professor Flitwick jumped down from his chair and walked to the brass boxes, looking at the exquisite patterns on those boxes.

"Of course, you don't know this." He said, "This is actually a kind of writing."

"Word?"

Scott looked at the "patterns" carefully and found that these "patterns" were indeed not coherent and rarely repeated.

"It's words." Professor Flitwick smiled, "It's just that few people know about it anymore."

Eddie asked curiously: "Professor, can you identify what is written on this box?"

"Sorry, I can't either." Professor Flitwick shook his head, "I think it's amazing that I can recognize this as a kind of writing."

At this point, he couldn't help laughing.

"Let's find a few more helpers... call the gods to protect us!"

As he spoke, he waved his wand.

Silvery white light poured out from the tip of his wand, forming a particularly petite bird that flew away from the office quickly.

"Oh, speaking of which..." Professor Flitwick looked up at Scott, "Have you learned this spell, Scott?"

Scott happened to be learning this special spell recently.

"Not yet learned, Professor," Scott said.

The Patronus Curse was described so vividly in the "original work", so of course Scott would be interested.

However, he had always thought that this spell had a relatively simple purpose, so he didn't take the time to understand it.

Some time ago, when he was practicing magic spells with Professor Flitwick, he saw the professor using the Patronus Charm to convey messages to others, so he brought up this topic out of curiosity.

Professor Flitwick corrected his view at that time.

He told Scott: "The Patronus Charm is one of the most powerful and ancient defensive spells. It is extremely difficult to successfully cast the spell. It not only has the function of resisting dementors, it can also protect our bodies." The mind is immune to the enemy's black magic, of course."

So Scott began to learn this extremely difficult defensive spell from Professor Flitwick.

He took out his wand and waved it, "Call the gods to protect you."

Silvery light poured out of his wand like a ball of steam, forming no animal.

"Oh, it's already considered a beginner." Professor Flitwick nodded, "Most adult wizards in the magic world can only do this. There are very few wizards who can summon a complete patron saint."

He looked at Scott with encouraging eyes, "But I believe you will succeed. I have taught you the theory of this curse."

Scott nodded again and took back his wand.

"Oh, the Patronus Charm."

"I want to try it too."

Fred and George muttered.

"I wonder what our patron saint will be."

Scott turned to look at them, smiled and said, "Maybe two Bludgers."

Fred and George raised their eyebrows high upon hearing this.

They were about to say something, when a translucent white figure suddenly passed through the door and passed between the two of them. Its body overlapped with part of theirs for a moment, causing the two of them to shiver. .

He is the only ghost professor in the college, professor of the history of magic - Professor Binns.

"Oh, you're here, Professor Binns." Professor Flitwick waved to Professor Binns, "Look at this!"

"I saw it." Professor Binns said slowly.

His eyes were fixed on the box.

"This is……"

He squatted down, stretched out a hand, and tried to pass through the box.

But his palm was blocked by the box, as if he were touching something solid.

"Incredible!" Professor Flitwick looked at this scene with bright eyes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and then it was pushed open, and Dumbledore walked in.

"Good evening." He smiled kindly at several students, "I heard that you have had another adventure with great rewards."

"Oh yes, Professor!"

"We found evil wands and unopenable chests!"

Fred and George replied triumphantly.

Dumbledore laughed again, nodded, walked quickly to the box, bent down and looked at the box with the other two professors.

"You see something, Professor Binns."

Whether it is Dumbledore or Professor Flitwick, they all treat Professor Binns with respect.

This ghost professor probably existed quite a long time ago.

"I'm still looking." Professor Binns did not give Dumbledore any face. "Why don't you go and take a look at that wand? You are the person who knows the most about alchemy here, Albus."

His tone was as boring and emotionless as when he was lecturing.

Dumbledore wasn't angry either. He straightened up happily, walked to Professor Flitwick's desk, and began to carefully observe the long wand.

The three professors were all obsessed with those two items, and Scott and the four of them were doing nothing for a while.

And because they couldn't disturb the three professors, they became increasingly bored.

Fred and George began to play "rock, paper, scissors" silently. Eddie watched the competition between the two and recorded the number of times each beat the other.

Scott looked back at the scene and almost couldn't help laughing.

Dumbledore soon noticed the boredom of several people, so he said to them: "You can leave first. When we come to the correct conclusion about these two things, we will inform you and tell you the answer."

"Okay, Professor."

"Goodbye, Professor."

Fred and George immediately opened the office door and rushed out.

Scott and Eddie also said goodbye and walked out the door.

After Scott closed the office door, Eddie couldn't wait to say: "Quick, we must complete the order as soon as possible!"

While speaking, he took out his pamphlet from his pocket and shook it.

"Then let's go."

Scott turned around and walked towards the stairs first.

On the way, he asked the other three, "What did the professors see but did not say? Aren't you curious about the history mentioned by Professor Flitwick?"

Fred and George shook their heads.

"No, we don't like history."

"Especially with Professor Binns here."

Eddie said: "Although I am curious about what treasures are in that box, I feel uncomfortable staying with three professors, and the most important thing for us now is to complete the order."

As he spoke, he shook the booklet in his hand again.

"Okay." Scott smiled helplessly.

If he were alone, he would be prepared to stay there and wait for the professors' research results.

After all, his magic perception couldn't penetrate that seamless box.

But now we can only remain in suspense.

While talking, the four of them quickly came to the third floor and entered the secret passage, preparing to complete the order for [Magic Crystal Player] in the studio.

As Fred lit the candles in the studio, Eddie asked, "Scott, come on, what can we do for you?"

"What do you think?" Scott shook his head.

He took out a mirror from the box piled on the wall and held it in his hand.

In order to complete the order, Eddie asked his family to help customize several boxes of mirrors from factories in the Muggle world, packed them in suitcases cast with a traceless stretching spell, and hired a group of owls to help deliver them, and then successfully delivered them to Hogwarts. .

Scott walked to the old desk and sat down, looked at the things in Fred and George's hands, and asked, "How is your magic camera?"

"Oh, it will take a while."

"It just takes a while."

Fred and George were talking in their mouths and writing and drawing in their hands.

They are still piecing together the magic text circuit, obviously trying to find the simplest combination——

As long as the magic text circuit is confirmed, other things will be very simple.

Scott put down the mirror in his hand and took out a wooden block from the desk drawer.

"Do you think..." he asked again, "Can the magic circuit be printed like a seal?"

The number of orders is not small, and he really doesn't want to write the magic circuit on each mirror.

"Good idea, smart Scott!"

"Of course, we smart people have thought about it."

The twins said with a smile.

"We have tried many times."

"But they all failed in the end."

"Magic circuits need to be reconciled with magic when engraving or writing."

"Anyway, a seal can't achieve that effect."

"You can try."

"Smart Scott."

At this point, Fred and George both looked up at Scott, as if waiting to watch his failed attempt.

Scott raised his eyebrows, placed the ebony block on the mirror, and took out his wand.

He waved his wand gently and tapped it on the block.

The block quickly flattened, stretched and widened, and soon covered the mirror, turning into a wooden board of the same size as the mirror.

When the changes stopped, he put down his wand and turned over the wooden board.

On the back of the board, there was already a complete raised magic circuit.

The twins blinked.

"Oh... the seal is now complete."

"It's a hundred times more convenient than our attempt."

Eddie asked with a smile, "Why don't you use this method?"

The twins turned their heads and looked at him.

"Because our Transfiguration is not good enough."

"Just like you."

After mocking Eddie, they turned their heads and stared at Scott's movements.

Scott took out a glass bottle from the desk drawer, which contained mercury mixed with crystal powder.

He picked up the magic wand and turned a small wooden block into a brush, dipped the brush full of mercury, and evenly applied it on the board.

When he had applied mercury to the entire board, the twins spoke again.

"Now is the most critical step."

"Activate it on the mirror while printing the magic circuit."

"Not too early, otherwise the magic circuit will be activated on the board."

"Also prevent the mercury from running around. I hope you succeed, Scott."

Scott touched the board from the side with one hand.

Just as the twins said, mercury is not a good paint for stamping, it just likes to run around.

Fortunately, the essence of this wooden board is ebony, the material that is most compatible with Scott's magic.

Magic power surged from Scott's hands, and the magic power of his will barely maintained the stability of the mercury on the wooden board.

Scott quickly turned the wooden board over and covered it on the mirror.

At the same time, he picked up the magic wand with his other hand, and activated the magic circuit printed on the mirror at the moment of uncovering the wooden board.

Click, click...

The mirror shattered.

"Oh, failed."

"It seems that we can't be lazy when writing magic circuits."

The twins looked at this scene and shrugged their shoulders.