“Mrs. Zabini?”
Scott looked at Milton in shock.
He never thought that Mr. Graves would be related to the famous “Black Widow” in the British wizarding world.
“As for this lady…” he asked hesitantly, “Even a Muggle-born like me has heard of her great reputation. Don’t you… know?”
“I know the bad rumors.”
Milton’s voice was a little hoarse.
“It is said that the lady has been a widow six times, and each husband who died left her a large inheritance.”
so……
Scott looked at him.
Shouldn’t it be your father’s life that you need to worry about now?
Milton’s expression was a little disheartened, “What’s the use of knowing. My grandfather must know those things, and so does my father… but they won’t care.”
Scott said helplessly: “To put it more seriously, are you risking your life just to marry a ‘real pure blood’?”
“My grandfather probably only saw the benefits of marrying a pureblood, not to mention that lady’s wealth and connections are amazing.”
Milton suddenly smiled sarcastically.
“As for my dad… he has completely lost his mind. He is confident that he is the special one. He thinks he has gained the true love of that lady!”
Scott really wanted to ask Mr. Graves, where did he get his mysterious confidence?
But he also knew that no one could persuade Mr. Graves at this time.
A man who is already on top will never admit that he cannot control that lady.
But Scott still thought it sounded a little strange.
“There’s one more thing I don’t understand.” He asked Milton hesitantly, “Is it possible that your family is actually very rich?”
Milton shook his head.
Of course he understood what Scott meant.
“To be honest, I don’t understand why that lady chose to marry my father. She comes from a pure-blood family and has huge wealth.”
He smiled sarcastically again.
“But that’s where my dad’s confidence comes from.”
Because Mr. Graves knows that he has nothing worthy of the other party’s plot?
This angle is also surprising.
Scott thought.
He asked softly: “What are you going to do? And if I remember correctly, that lady’s son is now in the second year of Slytherin House…”
It’s embarrassing just thinking about it…
Scott felt embarrassed for Milton.
Milton was silent for a long time, and finally just shook his head blankly.
“I have no idea……”
He took a deep breath, raised his head and stared blankly at the sky.
“Now I can’t do anything and have no reason to stop them from getting married.”
Scott knew Milton was right.
As a son, he had no reason to prevent his father from remarrying.
It can’t be stopped.
In this matter, Scott could not provide any effective help to Milton.
The only thing he could do was to be a listener who listened to his troubles.
wrong.
Scott suddenly thought of something and turned his eyes.
Maybe I can actually help.
But he didn’t know anything about it, so he didn’t explain it yet.
Neither of them spoke after that, they just sat quietly for a while.
After a long time, Milton spoke again.
“Thank you, Scott.”
He smiled reluctantly.
“Thank you for listening to me… I feel better.”
“No need to thank you.” Scott said, “I didn’t do anything, I just spent some time with you.”
“That’s enough.” Milton waved his hand, “You go ahead. I remember that you have to go to Professor Babling’s place every Sunday afternoon.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Scott asked.
“I’m sure,” Milton said, looking at him.
Scott then nodded.
He thought for a while and then said: “Milton, you are only three years away from adulthood.”
Hearing this, Milton really laughed.
“I know.” He said, “I had a premonition that I would break away from that family, and now it’s just a little earlier.”
Seeing that he finally felt more relaxed, Scott left with peace of mind.
In the afternoon, Scott came out of the ancient magic text classroom and went straight back to the dormitory.
At this time, his roommates happened to be away. Scott closed the door of the dormitory tightly, took out the cardboard box that Medea sent him and put it on the table.
In his opinion, there was always something fishy about Mrs. Zabini and Mr. Graves.
He could ask Rimbaud to investigate the matter, but Rimbaud could only use surveillance and monitoring to find clues.
This takes a lot of time and may not yield results.
Now there was a better and more convenient choice in front of him.
Scott opened the carton, took out the small fireplace in the carton and placed it on the table.
At this moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and vaguely understood something.
Why would Medea reveal her intelligence network to him and give him the right to use it?
I’m afraid this is an unusually sweet bait.
Once Scott starts using Medea’s intelligence network to do things, it’s easy to become dependent on it.
The consequence of becoming dependent is that you can’t help but use it multiple times.
When used more often, what Scott wants to do and his own intelligence will inevitably be exposed to Medea’s eyes.
In this way, he will sink deeper and deeper into the web she has woven, and finally he will never be able to escape her control.
Thinking of this, Scott’s hand that was about to open the Floo powder bottle suddenly paused, and he hesitated.
If he only asked Mrs. Zabini why she chose to marry Mr. Graves, it would not reveal Scott’s own intentions.
But Scott still hesitated.
He was worried that Medea’s intelligence network was too easy to use.
If he hadn’t tried it, he could still resist using it. But if he had tasted the sweetness, he couldn’t be sure whether he could resist the temptation in the future.
After thinking for a long time, Scott closed the Floo powder bottle again.
He put the small fireplace back into the paper box and stuffed the paper box into the deformed lizard skin bag again.
After that, he hurriedly left the dormitory, went downstairs, and walked quickly to the edge of the forbidden forest.
Then, he blew a loud whistle.
Not long after, Rimbaud flew out of the forbidden forest.
Since the new Rimbaud had wisdom, it was no longer willing to stay by Scott’s side or live in the dormitory all the time.
He chose to live in the forbidden forest when he had nothing to do.
Scott let Rimbaud rest on his arm and gently touched its wings.
After that, he gave some instructions and released his raven companion.
I hope Rimbaud can find useful clues.
Scott looked up and watched the raven fly away.
After that day, Milton seemed to have basically returned to his original state.
At the same time, he also made some changes.
He reduced his piano practice time and began to spend more time on learning and practicing magic. His intention to improve his strength was very obvious.
He did not mention Mr. Graves’s remarriage again.
Scott certainly did not mention it again.
Everything will have to wait until Rimbaud comes back.
