In the Ravenclaw common room, Scott and his two roommates were still standing in front of the window.
“Do you think Dupin will really be taken to Azkaban?” Milton asked Scott and Eddie.
“No, Milton.” Scott smiled, “Didn’t Brown say that since no substantial damage was caused, Miss Dupin could escape the trip to Azkaban as long as she had enough gold galleons.”
Eddie continued, “Obviously, Dupin’s family will not let her be taken to Azkaban. They should have the ability to do so.”
“The surname Dupin is not a pure-blood family, right?” Milton asked.
Scott also looked at Eddie.
Eddie, who never disappoints in this regard, really knows the answer. He answered fluently, “Of course not. Their family is an emerging wizard family, but they are trying to get closer to those pure-blood families.”
“An emerging wizard family that is getting closer to pure-blood families?” Scott said this with a playful tone.
He thought it was absurd. “The so-called emerging wizard families were probably Muggles or half-blood wizards a few generations ago. I don’t think those stubborn pure-blood families would easily accept them.”
“You’re right, Scott.” Eddie also laughed, “But as far as I know, some of these so-called emerging wizard families are like this. They dream of marrying wizards from pure-blood families.”
“They think this is…” At this point, he made double quotation marks with both hands, “a way to ‘improve bloodline’.”
When he talked about this topic, he couldn’t help showing a look of contempt on his face.
Scott just found it funny, “I don’t think any pure-blood family would be willing to marry them.”
He really didn’t expect that there would still be such a group of wizards in the current magic world with opposing bloodlines.
It seems that his understanding of the magic world is not deep enough, Scott thought. But Eddie is also a talent, and he can find out more than just gossip.
At this time, Milton, who had been silent just now, suddenly said: “These emerging families have always been marrying with the same families.”
His tone was a little stiff.
“They now look down on new Muggles or half-blood wizards, just like pure-blood families look down on them.”
The expression on Milton’s face changed, revealing [Milton’s contempt].
“After all, they believe that after several generations of wizards and wizards have combined, their family members can also be called ‘real pure blood’. But in the final analysis, they are just a group of poor people who are not accepted.”
Scott and Eddie did not expect to hear such straightforward sarcasm from Milton.
Although [Milton’s contempt] was so sharp that Roger even called it a kind of magic, the sarcasm in Milton’s words was indeed rare.
They could see that Milton was a little bit wrong.
This might be related to the family he came from, so Scott and Eddie tacitly did not ask.
But Milton was a boy who was very sensitive to emotions. He smiled at Scott and Eddie and took the initiative to say, “My father was born in such a family. Because he married my mother, a Muggle woman, my grandfather didn’t like our family very much.”
Hearing this, Scott began to worry that Milton would cry again.
But Milton seemed to be used to it, and he was surprisingly strong.
He even joked, “But fortunately, such a family can’t even write a family tree on a palm-length parchment, so we don’t have to worry about being kicked out of the house.”
However, such a topic was still embarrassing after all, and Scott and Eddie didn’t know what to say to comfort him for a while.
Fortunately, the arrival of a silver bird relieved Scott from the embarrassment.
“It’s Professor Flitwick’s Patronus!” Milton exclaimed.
This is a silver hummingbird, only as long as Scott’s finger, and Professor Flitwick’s voice came out of its mouth.
“Sorry, Scott. It seems that you have to come to my office too. This matter seems to involve you.”
After saying this, the hummingbird summoned by the Patronus spell immediately dissipated.
As expected.
Scott smiled slightly.
“What’s the matter?”
“Why did the professor ask you to go?”
At this time, Milton and Eddie looked at him curiously.
“I don’t know either.” Scott shook his head, “But I think I’ll get the answer soon, so see you later.”
He turned and left the common room.
Professor Flitwick’s office is on the eighth floor of the main building of the castle, not far from the Ravenclaw Tower. But if you take the regular route, Scott needs to climb down the tower first, and then climb up to the eighth floor from the stairs of the main building.
Fortunately, there is a secret passage in the tower that only Ravenclaw students know.
Scott stood in front of a portrait of a knight on the wall opposite the common room, took out his wand and tapped on the painting, “Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind.”
“Hey! Don’t point the wand at me!” The knight in the portrait glared at him and turned to avoid the wand.
At this time, Professor Flitwick’s voice came from the portrait, “Is it Scott? Come here.”
A wooden door appeared on the stone wall behind the portrait. Scott raised his hand and pushed open the door and walked into the secret passage.
That’s right, this secret passage requires Professor Flitwick’s approval to open, so Ravenclaw students still have to climb the stairs to enter and exit the tower on weekdays.
“Hey! Boy! Where are you touching!”
The knight in the portrait began to complain again, but Scott ignored him and closed the door to isolate his complaints.
He walked through the secret passage and opened a similarly wooden door on the other side. What appeared in front of him was the interior of Professor Flitwick’s office.
“professor.”
Scott walked out of the secret passage and came to Professor Flitwick’s desk.
“Scott, you’re here.” Professor Flitwick pointed to the side, “Come here, sit down here.”
Scott thanked him and sat down on the single sofa.
“Professor, you said this incident is related to me, what do you mean?” he asked curiously.
At this time, the three people who came to the office with Professor Flitwick were all there. Roger sat next to him, while Lisa Dupin and Jacob Kent sat on the sofa opposite.
“Oh, Scott, this statement came from Mr. Kent.” Professor Flitwick turned to look at Jacob.
“Yes…yes.” Jacob glanced at Scott timidly and said in a trembling voice, “Miss Travers originally wanted to take revenge on Mr. Trollope and Mr. Davis at the same time, but Miss Rolle, who was responsible for revenge on Mr. Trollope, had an accident.”
Scott looked at Jacob with a smile, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.
Is this… already a “confession”?
“Revenge?” he asked pretending to be confused, “I don’t remember when we offended that Miss Travers.”
