The day before the end-of-year exam results were announced, Hogwarts Castle was filled with joy and tension.
Students were looking forward to the upcoming summer vacation, but also afraid of the exam results that were about to be announced.
In the common room of Ravenclaw, Scott was sitting cross-legged, flipping through a book about humanoid magical creatures.
On the side, Roger and Milton were playing wizard chess.
And Eddie was chattering about his exam results.
“Oh, spare me, Eddie!” Roger couldn’t help complaining, “I don’t see you really care about your studies.”
Eddie couldn’t help but emphasize, “I have always been among the top students in the grade in the end-of-year exams in the past two years!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Scott, Roger, and Milton all stopped what they were doing.
They turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at Eddie with surprised eyes.
“Oh Merlin’s beard! What do you mean by this?” Eddie shouted angrily.
“Nothing.”
The three people who looked at him shook their heads almost at the same time, turning their heads to read books and playing chess.
“Hey!”
Eddie couldn’t help but stand up.
“You all know it, why are you so surprised!”
Scott raised his head and thought carefully, and answered him seriously, “Maybe the impression you usually give us is too deep-rooted?”
“What impression?” Eddie couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.
“Hmm…” Scott pretended to be in deep thought.
“Profligate businessman?” Roger answered.
Milton continued: “Gossip king?”
Scott nodded in agreement.
“Oh! You three are assholes!”
Eddie knew that his three roommates were teasing him, but he was still very angry.
“Okay.”
Scott closed the book in his hand and put it aside, then stood up.
He patted Eddie’s shoulder perfunctorily.
“It’s our fault, we will try to remember that you are still a good student.”
After that, he asked his roommates to help him put the book back on the bookshelf of the college library, and left the common room directly.
Closing the door of the common room, blocking the sound of Eddie and Roger’s quarrel, Scott walked to the window and looked in the direction of the forbidden forest.
He saw a large flock of crows flying over the Forbidden Forest, so he turned around and walked down the spiral staircase of the tower quickly.
Passing through the atrium, bypassing the castle, Scott came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest through the back garden.
He made arrangements at the old place and waited for Rimbaud to arrive.
Rimbaud soon landed from the sky and stopped in front of him.
Rimbaud said happily: “Scott, three days have passed, I think this thing can be used.”
As he said, he raised the claw holding the glass bottle.
“Thank you, Rimbaud.”
Scott reached out to take the glass bottle, opened the bottle cap, and reached out to take out the snake necklace.
Then, he put away the glass bottle containing mercury, took out his wand, and used a spell to clean the mercury remaining on his hands and the necklace.
He put the clean necklace in his palm and observed it carefully.
On the surface, the silver snake necklace did not change at all.
Under the perception of magic, Scott could only judge that the magic contained in the necklace became more active.
“Rimbaud. “
Scott asked Rimbaud while wrapping the necklace around his wrist again.
“How long does it take you to fly back to your territory from here?”
Rampaud seemed to think for a moment, then replied, “If I fly alone at full speed, it will only take 20 minutes.”
“That’s already very far.”
Scott nodded.
He knew Rimbaud’s amazing flying speed.
After all, Rimbaud was his creation.
“Then you go back first.” He instructed the raven, “I’ll start testing this special door key in 20 minutes.”
“No problem! “
Rambo agreed excitedly.
It immediately flapped its wings and soared into the sky, cawing a few times.
The response of other crows was immediately heard in the Forbidden Forest.
At this time, Rambo turned from stillness, passing through the air like a black shadow, and disappeared in an instant.
The other crows hurriedly flew up and followed Rambo.
But their flying speed was far behind Rambo.
Soon, Rambo disappeared.
Scott stood up, removed the spells he had set up around him, and turned to walk into the Forbidden Forest.
He needed to find a deserted place to use the portkey.
After facilitating Travers’ death, he could walk into the forest boldly without worrying about being ambushed by the Yaxley family again.
According to the habit of pure-blood families, if clear benefits cannot be exchanged, They would not take the huge risk to attack students near Hogwarts.
Scott walked, going deeper and deeper.
The tall trees in the Forbidden Forest blocked the sunlight, and the surrounding environment became darker and darker.
After a while, Scott used his magic perception to cover an area around him and stopped.
He just needed a place where he could not be seen, and there was no need to go too deep.
He took out his pocket watch to check the time. After 20 minutes, Scott immediately input his magic into the snake-shaped necklace wrapped around his wrist.
In an instant, Scott felt dizzy and the blurred scenery quickly disappeared.
He felt as if a hook had hooked his belly button, pulling him to fly a long distance in a very short time.
This is a hundred times more exciting than roller coasters and bungee jumping!
Scott thought with a bit of a smile on his face.
However, before he could come to his senses, he was thrown heavily to the ground and lay in a pile of thick rotten leaves.
Scott felt weak all over and had no strength.
“You’re really here, Scott!”
Rambo’s excited voice came from above his head.
“Are you okay?”
Scott slowly got up and vomited a few times.
He took out his wand and used a spell to clean his robes, and then began to observe the surrounding environment.
“Rambo…”
He looked up at the top of his head, and his eyes widened in surprise for a while.
This is a huge oak tree.
It is more majestic than any oak tree Scott has ever seen.
But this is not what surprised Scott.
What really surprised him was the crows on the branches.
There were too many.
Countless black crows crowded together and filled all the branches of the tree.
Countless pairs of glasses looked down at Scott, making his scalp numb for a while.
“Are you okay, Scott?”
Standing on the branch closest to Scott, Rimbaud, whose feathers were particularly beautiful against the backdrop of other crows, tilted his head.
“I’m fine.”
Scott came back to his senses.
“Is this your territory?”
He turned around.
He found that there were tall oak trees all around, although not as majestic as the one he saw at the beginning, but also very impressive.
And these oak trees were covered with dense bird nests.
