The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Scott watched Snape pass him and walk quickly toward the classical music club.

He smiled, retracted his gaze, turned around and stepped onto the stairs, leaving the basement.

Scott, who came to the ground, looked at the brightly lit castle and felt a little more relaxed.

He walked briskly all the way towards the Ravenclaw Tower.

Valentine's Day has not yet passed, and the corridors and gardens of the castle are full of boys and girls on dates.

Bursts of cheerful laughter are transmitted from time to time with the evening breeze.

I don't know who caught a group of sparkling fairies and let them fly up and down around the big tree in the courtyard, making the night of Hogwarts more dreamy.

A bold couple is kissing under the tree.

"Attention, all students."

Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly spread throughout the castle.

"Attention, all students."

The noisy scene around Scott suddenly quieted down, and the students couldn't help but stop their actions and look up at Professor McGonagall's office.

At this time, Professor McGonagall was standing in front of the open window, with her wand against her throat.

"Please ask the prefects of each college to immediately organize all students to return to their respective common rooms. In 20 minutes, your respective deans will come to take roll call."

"What happened?"

"What's going on?"

"Today is Valentine's Day!"

Scott heard the couples around him complaining loudly.

"Repeat it."

Then, Professor McGonagall repeated her order again.

Although the students complained continuously, they were forced to walk slowly towards their respective common rooms under the majesty of the professor.

Scott quickened his pace and shuttled through the crowd, and soon arrived at the bottom of Ravenclaw Tower.

"You're back."

Jacob walked out of the shadows on the side of the main entrance of the tower.

Scott nodded.

Jacob knew what to do and didn't ask any more questions, and went straight to the spiral staircase of the tower.

Scott looked at his back and smiled, and then followed him.

When they returned to the common room, some students had gathered inside.

"Scott."

Milton waved to Scott while sitting in front of the window.

Scott nodded to Jacob and walked to sit next to Milton.

"I just went to the Classical Club to find you." He said calmly.

"Looking for me?" Milton looked at him in surprise.

"A little curious." Scott said with a smile, "I want to know how you are practicing now."

Milton shook his head.

"Although they all said that my performance level has not regressed, but..."

He paused and shook his head again.

"I know that although the technique has not regressed, the understanding of music and the expression of emotions have become much stiffer."

Scott looked at him twice, then laughed, "It seems that you have really accepted it, so I feel relieved."

"Oh, thank you."

Milton said with some emotion.

"You're welcome."

Scott said without any guilt.

Because caring about Milton's current situation is also what he wants to do, although this time it is incidental.

But he doesn't know whether Milton's change is good or bad.

Milton's personality is not as sensitive as before.

Although getting along with them makes their roommates less stressed, they are temporarily a little uncomfortable.

Soon, all the Ravenclaw students returned to the common room one after another.

Before Professor Flitwick arrived, several prefects began to count the number of students.

"I don't know what happened! Something big must have happened!"

Eddie got out of the crowd with some excitement and squeezed in between Scott and Milton to sit down.

Scott frowned and felt that his butt was stuck.

At this time, Roger also came over with an unhappy expression and leaned on the armrest of the sofa.

"What's wrong?"

Scott glanced at him.

"We're about to kiss!"

Roger gritted his teeth and said.

"No way?" Eddie raised his head in surprise, "You and Caccini haven't kissed yet?"

Roger's face changed and he stopped talking.

"Hehehehe..." Eddie laughed strangely, "Caccini is almost the girl you've been dating for the longest time, right? Did Playboy Davis finally meet true love?"

"No, maybe that's why they've been dating for so long." Milton said bluntly.

"You..."

Roger looked at Milton in shock.

"Why do I feel that Milton is becoming more and more venomous..."

"Is he?" Milton showed an innocent expression.

"I think so." Scott said with a smile.

He felt that Milton was becoming more and more open.

In the past, he only complained in his heart or showed it in his eyes, but now he has begun to speak directly.

"Professor Flitwick!"

At this time, someone shouted, letting everyone know that Professor Flitwick had arrived.

Professor Flitwick walked through the crowd in the common room and walked to the stairs next to the Ravenclaw statue. He climbed several steps and then turned to look at everyone.

"Prefects!" He looked for several prefects in the crowd, "Are all our students here?"

"Everyone is back, Professor Flitwick!" The seventh-year male prefect answered loudly.

"Okay, okay."

Professor Flitwick nodded repeatedly, and then looked at everyone again.

"First of all, I want to say sorry to the boys and girls who have dates today. Your Valentine's Day is over!"

He said loudly in a sharp voice.

His words caused a wail from the students, especially the senior students.

"Quiet!"

Professor Flitwick waved his hands.

Fortunately, this is Ravenclaw. Professor Flitwick's prestige within the college is unmatched, and the students immediately obeyed and quieted down.

Professor Flitwick said again in a serious tone.

"Another big thing happened tonight. Even Severus and I followed Albus to support!"

Hearing his words, Scott's eyes condensed.

Is it Medea who is making trouble again?

Professor Flitwick continued: "The witch who escaped from Hogwarts a few days ago, the daughter of Slytherin..."

Sure enough!

Scott thought to himself.

"...She led some people to attack the Merlin's station tonight!" Professor Flitwick said angrily.

Merlin's headquarters?

Scott's eyes flickered.

Merlin's headquarters was founded by Merlin, a famous wizard in the Middle Ages, in the mid-11th century. It is the earliest magic organization in the magic world and has a great reputation.

Wizards in the British magic world are often proud to receive the Order of Merlin awarded by Merlin's headquarters.

Such an ancient magic organization should also have a very extraordinary headquarters.

Scott guessed that Medea should be heading for the source of magic in the building there.

Moreover, the letter he received today...

That letter should also be a reminder from Medea before the action, giving him a chance to take the gift.

I just don't know what the result of Medea's attack will be?