It’s finally over.
The Scott and Weasley twins walked out of Professor McGonagall’s office after receiving a scathing rebuke from her.
Thankfully, Professor McGonagall let Potter go before criticizing them.
Moreover, for participating in the battle to kill the basilisk, Potter also received extra points and the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award.
Seeing Porter’s cheerful look, Scott no longer had to face Porter’s negative emotions because of his “snitching”.
In the corridor, Fred said dissatisfied: “This is not fair. We have obviously made a huge contribution in this matter! I think they should give us each more points, or give us a ‘special contribution’ prize’!”
George patted him hard on the back, “Hey! Don’t forget that scores and medals have never been our pursuit!”
“Oh! Yes!” Fred made a horrified expression, “What happened to me just now? Was I under the Imperius Curse?”
Scott didn’t pay attention to the two people’s playfulness, and he yawned when he felt sleepy.
He said calmly: “There is no penalty, there are extra points, and there is an extra day off today, which is already good.”
He really didn’t care about medals, things that had no real benefits.
He waved at the twins.
“You’re going to the school hospital to see Ginny? Then I’ll go back to bed.”
“Oh! Goodbye!”
“Have a sweet dream, man!”
George and Fred laughed.
But Scott’s next words broke their smiles.
“Don’t forget Dumbledore’s afternoon tea invitation. We haven’t told him the details of our operation yet. You’d better think carefully about how to hide the existence of the Marauder’s Map.”
George and Fred were immediately dumbfounded.
“Oh! You’re such an asshole, Scott.”
“Asshole Scott!”
Scott smiled nonchalantly, turned and left.
“I hope you can come up with a decent storyline. After all, Dumbledore is not an easy target to be deceived.”
He left with brisk steps, leaving the twins’ condemnation behind him.
He felt that Dumbledore knew about the Marauder’s Map, and the headmaster always knew a lot of things.
But Scott didn’t tell the twins.
He was also looking forward to what kind of story they could come up with.
Speaking of the Marauder’s Map.
In fact, when he was staring at the Marauder’s Map at night, he specifically looked for the name of Peter Pettigrew.
He thought at the time that it would be great if the events of two school years could be solved in one go.
Of course nothing was found.
After all, George and Fred had obtained the Marauder’s Map for so long without discovering that Scabbers, the mouse raised by Ron Weasley, was an Animagus from Pettigrew. There was of course a reason.
Scott also has some speculation about this.
The Marauder’s Map hides the traces of its creators, the Four Thieves.
It can only be seen if one of them picks up the map.
After all, in the “original book”, it was Lupine who finally discovered the traces of Pettigrew after he picked up the map.
In short, due to the immature conditions, Scott gave up the idea of digging out Pettigrew.
The sun gradually dispersed the morning fog, and the silent Hogwarts Castle slowly became lively.
At the beginning of a new day, none of the students knew that on this morning, a horrific incident that would have swept the entire school was terminated early.
When Scott, who was feeling sleepy, returned to the dormitory, his three roommates had just gotten up.
Facing their questioning looks, Scott just said, “The trouble has been completely solved, let’s talk about it later” and then fell asleep.
At noon, when Scott woke up, he found that his roommates were all there.
“You’re awake, Scott.” Eddie pointed to the small table next to Scott’s bed, “We brought you food.”
“Thank you, but I need to take a good bath before talking.” Scott carried the basket and walked out of the dormitory under the curious eyes of the three people.
When he finally felt refreshed and returned to the dormitory, he ate the lunch packed by his roommates and told them about his experiences from last night to now.
Of course, he didn’t go into great detail and hid some secrets.
For example, the Marauder’s Map in the hands of the twins.
George and Fred shared with him because they trusted him, and he couldn’t just say it.
Fortunately, he was dealing with roommates, so he just had to point out things that were not convenient for him to say, so he didn’t have to bother making up lies.
“This…this is too…”
After listening to Scott’s story, Eddie stuttered for the first time.
“Slytherin, basilisk, mysterious man…” he almost groaned, “this matter actually involves these terrible…”
Milton also murmured: “There is a monster like the basilisk in the magical world that can kill people with its eyes. This is simply unimaginable!”
He turned to look at Roger, “Is there a magical animal that can play the organ over there at the classical music club?”
“I’d rather believe it was a ghost playing,” said Roger.
“Organ?” Scott asked them, “Is there really a secret room over there at the classical music club?”
Roger nodded, “Yes, you guessed that the gramophone was playing music, but that’s wrong.”
“The pipe organ sounded again last night,” Milton said. “We followed the music and searched for it for a long time, but we couldn’t find the source.”
Roger added: “Gideon Crumb said it had never been heard before. He is a seventh year Hufflepuff and has been involved in the Classical Music Club since his first year.”
Scott looked at Eddie, “Didn’t you find out anything, Eddie?”
Eddie shook his head, “No, the sound of the pipe organ heard in the classical music club classroom has never happened before.”
Scott asked Milton again, “You didn’t tell Professor Flitwick about this?”
“I don’t think this matter needs investigation at all.” Milton said softly, “The music is so beautiful, and she is harmless, right?”
Roger shrugged, “Milton was fascinated by the music, and he thought it would be best to make this a romantic campus legend.”
Milton said: “Oh, that’s what I think. This is the magical Hogwarts. As long as there is no harm, there is no need to delve into it. Just enjoy the wonderful feeling that magic and music bring to us.”
“See, that’s it.” Roger spread his hands to Scott.
“You can understand me, right, Scott.” Milton looked at Scott with the eyes of seeking a confidant, “I have always felt that searching too deeply will destroy the romance and beauty of art.”
“Milton, you can’t put your art above your life.” Roger said disapprovingly. “Slytherin’s secret chamber hides deadly monsters. How can you conclude that the sound of the pipe organ you heard is harmless?” What about?”
Milton said excitedly: “Of course I can understand music, I can understand the emotions expressed by each note, she is harmless!”
His eyes were red again, “Moreover, the members of our club have reached an agreement that we will record the piece of music and reproduce it with a symphony.”
At this point, he emphasized again, “Your girlfriend Caccini thinks so too, Roger.”
“I really don’t understand you.” Roger said distressedly, “This thing is obviously very weird, but you are obsessed with it!”
He looked at Scott again, “What do you think, Scott? Maybe your ability can find the source of that music.”
“…”
Facing the gazes of Roger and Milton, Scott suddenly felt that the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.
Is he the kind of person who would take risks to find some organ chamber?
Even if he died of hunger, died outside, or jumped from the top of the tower, he would not go.
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