The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

After Professor Flitwick sent the house elf Lulu to protect Jacob's family, he became more relaxed and spoke more fluently.

"She, Travers, is deliberately making friends with all the pure-blood girls in the school." He glanced at Du Ping, who was sitting next to him, "Including little witches like Du Ping who come from emerging wizard families, she is also A good friend.”

Du Ping turned his head and glared at him.

Professor Flitwick nodded when he heard this. Most of the professors at Hogwarts already knew about this.

Jacob didn't pay attention to Dupin's angry eyes. He continued: "In the morning, the professor asked us students who were close to Travers. I think Professor Snape and Professor Sprout is also like this."

Professor Flitwick said: "Yes, we stumbled upon such a student group while searching for the cause of the three girls' illnesses. But in the morning, our inquiries yielded little results."

"The girls said it was just girls of the same age playing together. Sorry, I told you in the morning that the girls asked me to run errands for them because of Rolle falling down the stairs." At this point, Jacob said again Lowered his head.

"What we are saying is the truth!" Du Ping glared at Jacob and emphasized loudly.

She took several deep breaths, and finally couldn't help standing up and shouting at Professor Flitwick: "Professor! Jacob has been lying just now!"

She was obviously very emotional.

"He is slandering! Miss Travers did not do those things at all! You will know when the house elf you sent comes back!"

She turned to Jacob and screamed: "Don't think you can blame everything on Miss Travers, you bad thing!"

"No! I didn't lie! It's just that you don't know, Du Ping!" Jacob shook his head quickly, and his voice sounded crying again.

Du Ping still glared at him angrily, "You are just lying! Jacob!"

Then she started crying too.

"Miss Travers just wants to unite the students in the four houses of Hogwarts. She will choose to make friends with the pure-blood girls in the lower grades first, because this is only the first step of the plan! And she There’s no choice, right?”

Her expression looked simply aggrieved.

Scott leaned back on the couch and rested his head on his hands. He listened to what Du Ping said and found it quite interesting.

The same thing, viewed from different angles, produces completely different perceptions.

Jasmine Travers, a master showman.

Scott was ashamed of himself. At least, when he was really 11 years old in his previous life, he could only pretend to play.

"Poor Miss Travers, she is so kind and wonderful! She has never looked down on you because you are a Muggle wizard! She is even lying in the hospital because of illness! How dare you! How dare you slander her like that!"

It seemed that Du Ping, who had been suppressed for a long time, had completely let go at this time, and she kept accusing Jacob.

"Also, you were the one who pushed Caitlin downstairs on the first night of school, just because she had a fight with you on the train..."

"Quiet! Quiet, Mademoiselle Dupin!"

Professor Flitwick drummed his fingers on the table.

"Miss Dupin! You can rebut after Mr. Kent has finished speaking."

"But...Professor! You just believed him, and you were deceived by him!" Du Ping looked at Professor Flitwick aggrievedly.

Scott looked at this scene and felt that she truly felt wronged for her Miss Travers.

"Oh! Don't worry, Miss Dupin."

Professor Flitwick waved her back to sit back.

"I think, as your professor and an older person, I have the ability to tell whether my students are lying." He said with a serious face.

"How could that be!" Du Ping exclaimed and covered his mouth again in the sight of Professor Flitwick.

At this time, Jacob glanced at Dupin with pity, and he said to Professor Flitwick: "Professor, this is not actually Miss Dupin's fault. They...I mean, most girls are... Travers’ false appearance deceived them, and they never saw Travers’ true face.”

Hey, this kid!

Scott couldn't help but smile playfully.

The green tea taste is a bit strong!

Professor Flitwick glanced at Dupin again, asking her to swallow what she wanted to blurt out, and then motioned for Jacob to continue speaking.

"Travers only shows her true colors in front of Morgan Avery and me," Jacob said. "She secretly calls all her Muggle-born classmates Mudbloods."

Having said this, he looked at Du Ping with pity.

"She even said that with Miss Dupin's background, the mud smell on her body has not been completely washed away."

Du Ping's eyes widened in disbelief, covering his mouth and shaking his head.

Jacob stopped looking at her. He took a deep breath and said to Professor Flitwick: "The only reason Travers let me follow her is to test her dark magic on me."

"What?"

Professor Flitwick dropped the quill he had just picked up on the table, and he jumped off his chair in excitement.

"Don't worry, Professor." Jacob smiled firmly, "I'm fine. Travers doesn't dare to make things big. Most of the time she just uses some evil spells on me and will heal me afterwards. 's magic potion.

Professor Flitwick took a few breaths and said seriously: "You should have sought help from the professor from the beginning, Jacob! Maybe in your opinion, you are facing a dilemma with no way out, but for For professors, it’s just a matter of a few steps to get you out of trouble!”

"Yes, I didn't realize it. I... I just came into contact with magic and I don't understand everything. I've always been scared." Jacob said sadly.

Professor Flitwick's tone softened, "Now you should know, I hope you can try to trust the professors at the school in the future."

"I will, thank you."

Jacob was so grateful to Professor Flitwick that he wiped his tears with his sleeve and looked at Scott and Roger sitting opposite him.

"And thank you, Mr. Trollope and Mr. Davis, for trying to save me."

"You're welcome, just call me Scott, Jacob."

Scott smiled gently.

"I'm deeply sorry. If I had held on a little longer, you wouldn't have had to deal with that."

Jacob quickly said: "No, this is not your fault, especially...Scott."

"And, yes, Travers' revenge on you."

He seemed to suddenly remember that the matter had not been resolved, so he said to Scott and Roger: "I'm sorry, I only know that Travers is planning to retaliate against you. She didn't tell me the specific plan."

"She just asked me to provide assistance for Miss Dupin's operation. Then...she suddenly fell ill, and the operation against Special...Scott may have been aborted because of this."

"So that's it."

Scott smiled thankfully, turned his head and said: "It seems that I am much luckier than you, Roger."