The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Scott smelled an aura that was about to come.

Because of the emergence of Medea, the "original work" that Scott originally knew has completely gone berserk, and the situation in the magic world is now in chaos.

And now Voldemort has obviously taken action.

Scott couldn't figure out how things would develop next.

The attacks continued over the next few days.

Despite the efforts of the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors were never able to catch the perpetrator of the attack.

Although Scott lent his notebook to Harry, Harry's Occlumency learning did not make much progress in a short period of time, and his condition was getting worse and worse visibly to the naked eye.

Perhaps out of concern for Harry's condition, Sirius Black returned to Hogwarts on Thursday and began to serve as Professor Lupine's assistant.

His return made Harry's condition seem better, but Snape's mood was also visibly worse.

Rimbaud, who had not seen each other for a while, also flew into the castle after dinner time on Thursday and took the initiative to find Scott.

Scott took it to an empty classroom and talked to it.

Rimbaud cleverly waited until Scott arranged the magic spells around him before speaking.

"Congratulations, the gift you gave during last Christmas holiday finally came to fruition." It said to Scott happily.

"A gift?" Scott thought for a moment before remembering, "Is it the gift for Carlo?"

He had almost forgotten about it recently.

But now that Rimbaud mentioned it, Scott immediately became interested again.

"What? Did Carlo finally make a move on his cousin Roll?"

"Yes." Rimbaud replied, "He should have taken action."

"Tell me more about it!" Scott urged.

Rimbaud said: "I don't know what happened specifically, but the latest news is that people from the Rolle family and the Carlo family had a conflict in Diagon Alley with everyone watching."

It flapped its wings.

“The parties involved in the conflict happened to be Caitlin Rohr and Elijah Caro’s father!”

Scott's eyes widened in surprise, "How could it be? I thought it was the crow you sent to Durmstrang who came back to report to you."

"Durmstrang is too far!" Rimbaud said. "After the crow is sent so far, I don't know if it can still be relied on!"

"Okay, don't mention that."

Scott was intrigued by the public confrontation between Mr. Rolle and Mr. Carlo.

Because these pure-blood families care about face very much, they would usually resolve matters privately, so why would they cause trouble in public?

Apart from the fight between Malfoy and Weasley at Flourish and Blotts, nothing like it had ever happened.

"Tell me about the conflict in Diagon Alley."

"I didn't see the scene." Rimbaud said. "I heard about it when I was walking around the Ministry of Magic. It was said that they just met by chance, but they suddenly got into a quarrel and ended up fighting each other."

Scott guessed, "Since you must have had an effect on my gift, many people must have heard the content of their argument."

Rimbaud flapped his wings excitedly again, as if Eddie had his upper body, and couldn't wait to tell the story.

"Mr. Rolle asked Mr. Carlo to hand over 'that damn murderer's son,' but Mr. Carlo accused Mr. Rolle, 'Your daughter is also responsible for this.'"

"Mr. Rolle yelled, 'You know what happened to my daughter!' and then punched Mr. Carlo in the face!"

"They struggled together and eventually pulled out their wands, but when they did, others immediately separated them."

"I understand." Scott said playfully, "In other words, something did happen between Elijah Carlo and Caitlin Rohr. The Carlo kid was called a murderer by his father-in-law."

"That's what I think," Rimbaud said.

"It's a pity." Scott said in a pity tone, "Although I directed the play myself, it's a pity that I couldn't witness their results with my own eyes."

He reached out and touched Rimbaud's feathers, "Thank you for bringing this good news, my friend. As long as I know that my enemies are not doing well, I will feel relieved."

"this is nothing."

Rimbaud raised his head proudly and barked a few times.

"Go ahead and try to bring me as much detailed information about this matter as possible." Scott said with a smile.

"No problem." Rimbaud assured.

Scott walked to the classroom window and was about to let it fly, but it still had something to say.

"I also heard the official name of Medea's organization, the All-Witches Guild." It said with great pride. "Currently, I already have a partial list of members of the All-Witches' Guild, especially those who currently serve in the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Okay." Scott laughed again, "You are indeed my best helper, Rimbaud."

He took out the notebook and pen he carried with him and wrote a long list while Rimbaud was reciting.

After finishing writing, Scott looked at the list and had a headache, "Is this just part of it?"

Just part of it is amazing.

Especially those who work in the Ministry of Magic nowadays, ranging from the Minister of Magic to the junior staff in unpopular departments.

And they are evenly distributed among various departments.

"It seems that Medea is almost ready to change the dynasty at any time." Scott said sadly.

"There is another thing." Rumple said, "In the case of the Death Eaters attacking the officials of the Ministry of Magic and some people, except for the pro-Voldemort faction of the Ministry of Magic, the other two factions are trying their best to find the murderer, but there has been no progress."

Scott nodded, "This is normal. Since Voldemort dared to do this, he should be sure that he will not be tracked by those people. In short, I look forward to the head-on confrontation between the witch and the devil."

Next, Rumple said goodbye to Scott.

It seemed that it had been completely wild for a long time, or it had become another Eddie, and it couldn't wait to fly into the crowd and observe more "fun things".

"Be careful, don't forget, Medea knows your existence and has attacked you before."

Scott gave a warning and let it fly.

The news of Carlo and Roll was like a kind of adjustment for Scott. Although it could bring some pleasant mood, it was nothing more.

But what Scott didn't expect was that on Friday night, the next day, he saw Elijah Carlo himself in Hogwarts.

This boy who likes to smile crookedly seems to be really crazy.

He sneaked into Hogwarts by some unknown means, wearing an ordinary invisibility cloak and lurking under the Ravenclaw Tower at night, preparing to attack Scott.

Little did he know that how could an ordinary invisibility cloak cover up the magical fluctuations around him?

In Scott's perception, his existence was as conspicuous as a burning candle in the dark night.