When Scott left the Room of Requirement, the Quidditch match for the day had just ended.
He went down from the eighth floor to the fourth floor, and was blocked by the twins holding the Marauder’s Map.
“Where have you been, Scott?”
Fred said hurriedly.
“Hurry up, Eddie is waiting for you with the guests who want to do arithmetic.”
As he said, he and George “hostage” Scott to the left and right and walked downstairs.
“Don’t I have to eat lunch?” Scott complained loudly.
“Oh, don’t worry, my dear friend, respected Master Trollope.” Fred pretended to be flattering.
George replied, “We will pack lunch for you and deliver it to you!”
Scott was dragged downstairs by the two and came to an empty classroom on the second floor.
“Okay, I know.”
Scott broke free from the two, tidied his robes, pushed open the door and walked into the classroom.
The two people in the classroom turned around at the same time.
Eddie could ignore that the other person in the classroom was a girl that Scott felt familiar with.
This is a girl wearing a Ravenclaw robe. She looks very young and should be a first-year student.
The girl has red hair and green eyes, with soft facial features. She looks like a typical Celtic.
She looks a bit like the Weasley family.
Scott thought.
“Is this your relative?” He couldn’t help but whisper to Fred and George.
Fred and George shook their heads, and they looked at the girl with some surprise.
“Oh, you are finally here, Scott!”
Eddie stood up and introduced.
“This is Savannah Doherty, a first-year Ravenclaw.”
He walked in front of Scott.
“Savana has something and wants you to help her with arithmetic divination.”
He said a little loudly.
“For the sake of being a Ravenclaw, you should help her.”
Scott nodded slightly and looked at the girl again.
Doherty, this is a typical Irish surname.
“Good afternoon, can I call you Savannah?”
He smiled at the girl.
The moment the girl looked at him, there was a moment of panic in her round eyes.
“Of course… Hello, Scott.”
She greeted him and lowered her head.
Seeing the girl’s smooth straight hair, which was rare among English people, Scott suddenly remembered.
On the night he received Medea’s gift, he ran out of the secret room and saw this girl in the classical music club.
He asked her if Milton was there.
“I remember, Savannah, you are a member of the classical music club, and we talked.”
Scott walked over to sit opposite Savannah, with a large desk between them.
“Yes.”
Savana glanced at Scott, and when their eyes met, she quickly lowered her eyes as if she was burned.
This girl is weird.
Am I so scary?
Scott was a little surprised.
Maybe because he had met a little girl like Travers who was different from ordinary people, Scott now dared not take these first-grade children too lightly.
He quickly and carefully sensed Savannah’s magic.
Huh?
The surprise in Scott’s eyes became stronger.
This girl’s magic is a little strange.
Savannah’s magic power is not like Travers’s magic power, which has hidden bloody malice.
The peculiarity of this girl is that her magic power is extremely pure, and…
Scott thought about it and felt that her magic power was completely different from that of ordinary wizards, and was more like the magic power of those magical plants.
Of course, there is an essential difference between the magic power of wizards and the magic power contained in animals and plants.
Generally speaking, wizards, as human beings, have the most complex thoughts and emotions, and therefore the most complicated magic power.
Among animals, the magic power of magical animals with human-like intelligence is similar to that of wizards, and the magic power of other animals is purer.
Plants usually have no thoughts, and the magic power they contain is the purest and close to nature.
These are the conclusions Scott has drawn through magic perception.
But the girl in front of him is very surprising. The purity of her magic power is already very close to that of plants.
Generally speaking, this is impossible.
As a human, how can you have such pure magic power? Even the child whose magic power just rioted can’t do it.
This is really…
Scott looked at Savannah with some surprise.
All along, he had never paid special attention to unfamiliar students, which led to him not discovering such a strange girl.
The girl was obviously a little uneasy under his gaze, and her head was lowered lower and lower.
Scott retracted his gaze and asked in a gentle voice: “Do you need arithmetic divination for anything, Savannah.”
“Yes.”
Savannah still lowered her head, and she took out a necklace of ancient style from her pocket and put it on the table.
“What is this?”
Scott looked down and observed that it was a string of animal teeth and wooden beads strung together with a leather rope.
“I want to know if its original owner is still alive.”
Savannah raised her head and did not avoid Scott’s sight.
“There is no need to calculate his whereabouts, just to know if he is still alive.”
“This…”
Scott looked at her with some embarrassment.
“You haven’t taken the Arithmancy course yet, so you may not know, Savannah, that you can’t use Arithmancy with just this necklace.”
“I know.” Savannah said, “I asked Eddie, Arithmancy requires as many known conditions as possible.”
“That’s it.” Scott nodded.
“So I’m ready.”
Savanah took out another parchment folded into a square from her pocket and put it on the table.
Then, she turned around and looked at Eddie and the Weasley twins who were watching the two of them.
“Sorry.” She said a little stiffly, “Can you please go out for a while, three gentlemen.”
“No problem, we’ll go out right away!”
“I will definitely not disturb you!”
“Protect your privacy!”
The three boys immediately agreed, turned around and walked out of the classroom, and closed the door considerately.
Savanah then said to Scott: “Please open it, the known conditions required for Arithmancy are all inside.”
After that, she lowered her head again.
Scott unfolded the parchment in his hand, and a photo fell out of it.
This is a photo of two people.
In the photo, a boy who looks about fifteen or sixteen is hugging a girl who is only six or seven years old.
They have the same hair color and similar facial features, and both of them are smiling happily.
The boy is wearing a white shirt and a wild necklace on the table.
This combination is a bit out of place, but it is very harmonious with the boy’s own temperament.
“This is my brother Aaron Doherty.”
Savannah’s voice sounded.
“I have written down his detailed information on the parchment.”
