The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

After pouring a small bottle of Veritaserum into Mr. Bode, Scott finally relaxed, transformed into a peregrine falcon again, and got into the prison through the small window.

Rimbaud was responsible for guarding him outside the prison.

When Scott landed, he regained his human form, walked up to Mr. Bode, and looked down at him.

"Your name is?"

"Broderick Border."

“Why notice Scott Trollope?”

"I want to find real talent."

"To this end, I secretly collected some comments from Hogwarts professors and students, and asked Stephanie Graplan to go to Hogwarts to observe closely. Finally, I judged that Scott Trollope It’s the goal that meets my requirements.”

Listening to Mr. Bode's words, Scott raised his eyebrows.

Is this considered an affirmation of oneself by the enemy?

He asked again, "Why do you want to find a real genius?"

"I'm conducting a study about life and death, about the world behind the curtain of death."

Mr. Bode began to speak unconsciously.

"But a few years ago, my research hit a wall."

"In the past two years, I have spent all the credits in [Knowledge Bank]."

"But I failed to exchange for the most critical document. Its asking price was too expensive."

"What document?" Scott asked curiously.

Mr. Bode replied, "The "Helbo Death Experiment Record" is the most precious ancient document included in [Knowledge Bank]."

After hearing this, Scott immediately took out the Scholars Alliance ID card and quickly found the document Mr. Bode mentioned in the [Book of Prometheus]——

"Helbo Death Experiment Record (Partially Incomplete)", the redemption requires 99999999 credits.

Scott closed the [Book of Prometheus].

Such a price was a bit outrageous, and he felt that the Scholars Alliance did not want anyone to redeem this document.

but……

"What does this have to do with you finding a real genius?" Scott asked.

Mr. Bode spoke again in confusion.

“There was no progress in research and I couldn’t earn new credits.

"Everything seems to be in a vicious cycle."

"I need a real genius, preferably a genius like Dumbledore. Such a genius always has a lot of inspiration. As long as I control the genius, I can get more credits."

"So after hearing about Scott's reputation, I conducted a detailed investigation into him and discovered some unknown clues."

"Many things seem to have nothing to do with him on the surface, but they can all involve him. I don't think they are all coincidences. One thing may be a coincidence, but if there are too many coincidences, it must not be a coincidence."

"He must have done a lot of unknown things secretly, and I caught him."

"You want to control him? Is that why you threatened him?" Scott said helplessly, "I think even if Scott works hard to death, it will be difficult to earn so many credits."

He began to wonder if this Mr. Bode had been immersed in research in the Department of Mysteries and had become bored.

Because if you want to control him, Mr. Bode's threats are too insignificant.

As far as Scott is concerned, he has no substantive evidence, just some suspicions. What does it count?

After spending so much effort, this is the result?

Moreover, 99999999 credits...

In short, Scott felt that Mr. Bode thought too highly of him.

"Of course, Scott is just the first one." Mr. Bode replied, "As I control more and more people, one day, I will collect enough credits to exchange for that document."

But you fell over first.

Scott wanted to say that.

But now was no joke time, he still had some questions he wanted to figure out.

"What's your relationship with Stephanie Grapeland?"

"I once saved her life and led her to join the Scholars Alliance. She respected me very much."

"As a Silent Man, why would you cooperate with Death Eaters?"

"Everything I do is for research." Mr. Bode said, "Voldemort is afraid of death, and he was extremely close to death. I want to get close to him, observe him, and preferably study him."

"..."

Scott looked at him in surprise, this ambition is really quite big.

But he was still a little curious, "Medea Slytherin's experience was similar, why did she choose Voldemort's side?"

"Of course, yes, Ms. Slytherin is also worth studying." Mr. Bode said, "So I first joined the All-Witch Guild, and then pretended to be close to the Death Eaters to provide them with some advice and help."

"..."

Scott really didn't expect that this man was so ambitious that he wanted to eat both sides.

Not afraid of being choked to death.

After a pause, he asked again, "You helped the Carlo brothers and sisters ambush Scott in the Forbidden Forest. Aren't you afraid that he would be killed by the Carlo brothers and sisters?"

"A true genius will not be killed by those two mediocre people."

Mr. Bode said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"If Scott loses, that means he's not a real genius."

"I will save his life and make him grateful to me. Of course, if that's the case, I won't value him anymore."

"If it's a real genius, I can even let him participate in my research. If not, he just needs to earn credits for me, just like Stephanie."

Scott felt a little ridiculous listening to his words.

He was sure that even if Mr. Bode had appeared and saved them, he would never be grateful to him.

In this way, he communicated with Mr. Bode for a long time, and finally figured it out——

Although this Mr. Bode is cunning and cruel in nature, it may be because he has been a silent man for too long...

He successfully joined the Department of Mysteries after graduating from Hogwarts, and it has been more than thirty years now.

Being a silent person for a long time caused him to lack communication with others, and his excessive obsession with research made him paranoid.

In short, although he is a middle-aged man, Mr. Bode is somewhat unsophisticated and unreasonably naive.

For example, the reason why he manipulates the memories of other silent people is not for anything else, but to make those silent people become tools to help him research and earn credits.

"They are all wizards with wisdom, and I need to gather their wisdom to help." Mr. Bode said.

There has been no progress in the research, which made Mr. Bode a little impatient, so he made a big move. Only in this way did he get caught by Mr. Weasley, who was staring at him.

In the dark prison, Scott looked at Mr. Bode squatting in the corner and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Gah...gah..."

At this moment, Rimbaud's cry came from outside the prison.

It seems I have to leave.

Scott raised his wand and pointed it at Mr. Bode's head.

"Obliviate."

He cast a most powerful and simplistic forgetting spell, destroying all the memories in Mr. Bode's mind.

Then, he used the fastest speed to clear away all the traces he had brought, transformed into a peregrine falcon again and got out of the window on the outside of the fortress.

Rimbaud grabbed [the severed arm bone] to meet him.

They passed through the group of dementors again and flew high into the sky.

About half an hour later, they landed on a rocky island not far from Azkaban.

Scott returned to his human form and sat down to regain his strength.

Rimbaud told Scott, "A wizard entered that corridor just now. It was an old wizard who was responsible for delivering food to the prisoners."

Scott nodded, "It's okay, I've asked everything I want to ask clearly."

"Did you kill him?" Rimbaud asked.

Scott shook his head, "I can't kill anyone anymore, otherwise every wizard who opposes me will die mysteriously after entering Azkaban, which will naturally make people suspicious of me."

Moreover, this is not like the last time Elijah Carlo was killed, Scott did not do it himself, there was an alibi, and the Rolle family took the blame.

Rimbaud was a little surprised, "Did you let him go?"

"How is that possible?" Scott smiled, "I erased all his memories, making his head empty and completely turning him into an idiot."

In Azkaban, it is normal for prisoners to become idiots after being severely tortured by dementors... right?

Rimbaud nodded, "It's quite appropriate, so he can no longer use his brain."

"I'm going to Azkaban again, and I want to arrange some things in advance." Scott said with a smile.

He found a bag of compressed biscuits from the deformed lizard skin bag to satisfy his hunger, and rested for another hour.

He knew that the wizard responsible for guarding the prisoners would not stay in a prison full of dementors for a long time, and he would not worry about being discovered if he went there again.

Even knowing that Medea and Dumbledore might have their eyes on Azkaban, Scott didn't worry about being discovered——

He's not going to rob a prison, and he won't make any big noise.

And this time Scott did not enter the fortress again, but just surrounded the fortress and arranged something among the black rocks on the island.

Afterwards, he and Rimbaud returned to the forest in the Scottish Highlands through the portkey.

After returning to the Oak Lodge, Scott, who had been tired all day, lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

"Are you okay?" Rimbaud asked.

"I guess I'm still not used to flying," he told Rimbaud. "I feel like I can't lift my hands anymore."

"Quack..." Rimbaud let out a weird laugh, "It seems you still need more practice."

Just then, an owl hooted outside the window.

Scott looked up and saw a snowy owl circling outside the cabin through the window.

"It's Harry's Hedwig," he said. "It can't find the magically hidden house."

He stood up and opened the door of the wooden house, and with some reluctance, he rode his broomstick and flew out of the hiding range of the Red Loyalty Curse.

"Gugu..."

Hedwig screamed excitedly, put the letter on his head, and flew away impatiently.

Scott raised his hand to pick up the letter, opened it and read it after returning to the cabin.

"It seems that Harry won't be able to use the birthday gift I gave him for the time being. He is living with Sirius now."

Harry said in the letter that now he only had to spend "two miserable weeks" at Privet Drive before spending the rest of the summer with his godfather.

Judging from the somewhat scrawled handwriting, he was obviously very happy about this.