The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"How's it going? Isn't it spectacular?"

Rimbaud asked Scott proudly.

"I didn't expect..." Scott said, "Your tribe is already so large."

He looked at the crows sitting quietly on the branches, acting as a background.

"certainly!"

Hearing Scott say this, Rimbaud became even more proud.

"Not just the crows in the Forbidden Forest," it said, "I also brought back many companions from other places."

When it said this, the other crows all raised their heads in cooperation.

This scene is a bit spectacular.

Scott thought.

At this moment, Rimbaud waved his wings and screamed.

In an instant, all the crows standing on the huge oak tree flew up together and dispersed like a thick black cloud.

There were so many of them that the flapping of their wings was so intertwined that it was almost deafening.

Scott couldn't help but feel lucky that these crows had been tamed by Rimbaud, and none of them started to call.

Otherwise, his ears will suffer even more.

After all the crows dispersed and returned to their nests, Rimbaud flew down from the branch and landed on the ground in front of Scott.

Like a child eager to show off and share, it happily said: "Let's go, I'll show you my nest!"

"good."

Scott nodded curiously, pointing the wand in his hand at Rimbaud.

"Zoom in quickly!"

The radiance of the curse enveloped Rimbaud, and its body expanded rapidly, becoming extremely huge in the blink of an eye.

Scott put away his wand and climbed onto its back.

"Let's go!"

Rimbaud spread his wings, flapped the air forcefully, and soared into the sky.

It was not flying very fast this time and was very smooth. Scott, who was sitting on its back, hardly felt too many bumps.

"I searched in the Forbidden Forest for several days before I finally found this great place!"

Rimbaud spiraled around the huge oak tree, seeming to want Scott to take in the beautiful scenery around him.

"This place used to be the territory of a group of fairies, but I drove them away with a flock of crows!" Rimbaud was still talking about his "great achievements."

Soon, it flew out of the area covered by trees and came to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

Scott looked down and saw a huge nest built on the canopy of the oak tree.

At Rimbaud's original size, this nest could hold dozens of them.

The nest is also aesthetically decorated with countless shiny things.

"Go down!"

Rimbaud flapped his wings and slowly descended, landing in the nest.

Scott jumped off his back.

He found that the nest was very stable, and even though the huge Rimbaud and he were both inside it at the moment, there was no sign of it collapsing.

He looked around.

The edge of the nest was almost as high as his shoulders, and countless bright decorations were shining.

Gold galleons, silver Sickles, copper Knuts, Muggle coins, jewelry, gems, crystal balls, broken glass, broken porcelain, plastic flowers, Muggle toys...

It can be said to be diverse.

"You found so many things there?" Scott asked curiously.

Rimbaud said proudly, "I didn't go looking for it. The crows found it and gave it to me."

Scott gave it a thumbs up.

Then he walked to the edge of the nest.

Standing on the top of the huge oak tree, he could look down at the endless forest.

He looked back in the direction of Hogwarts and found that he could no longer see the majestic castle.

This place is far outside the jurisdiction of Hogwarts.

Strictly speaking, this place can no longer be called a forbidden forest.

The Forbidden Forest is only a small part of this vast forest.

The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and the green waves of the forest are rolling like the sea.

Scott didn't speak for a while.

Facing such a scenery, his mood became vast and stable.

He just let the wind ruffle his hair and enjoyed the mood of the moment.

Until Rimbaud broke the silence, "Scott, you can also build a nest in this tree, and we can be neighbors!"

Scott turned to look at it.

Rimbaud held his head high and said, "You know, I invited you because you are my best friend. I did not allow other crows to build their nests in this tree!"

Scott smiled immediately.

"Good idea," he responded. "Just do it."

Rimbaud flapped his wings happily, stuck his head out from the edge of the nest, and screamed loudly for a while.

In an instant, the sound of countless flapping wings echoed through the forest, and all the crows obeyed the command and took action.

When the number of people in the group reaches a certain level, many things become easier.

Scott watched countless crows coming and going, and soon built a similar nest in the crown of the huge oak tree, which was shorter than Rimbaud's nest.

It was almost exactly like Rimbaud's nest, except without the decorations.

At this moment, he heard Rimbaud say hesitantly: "Okay, if you want, I can share some of my collection with you."

Scott didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Rimbaud thought he was jealous of its collection by comparing the two nests?

"I don't want it, you should keep it for yourself." He said, "This kind of nest is not very convenient for me. I still need to modify it."

"Really?" Rimbaud asked again, "You really don't want it?"

He couldn't hide the joy in his tone.

"Really, I don't want it." Scott answered affirmatively, reassuring it.

Rambo pretended to say again: "Since you don't want it, there's nothing I can do."

Scott turned his head and looked at it.

Suddenly he wanted to change his mind.

But he really didn't need that kind of "decoration", so he didn't change his mind after all.

He began to think about how to build his own tree house.

Just now he had thought about it, the nests built by crows were very solid, just right to be used as a "foundation".

But after thinking about it, he felt that it was too troublesome to build a tree house by himself.

Although he could easily build it with Transfiguration, things transformed by Transfiguration could not exist for a long time after all.

He decided to talk about it later.

He could go back to the Muggle society and find someone to build a suitable cabin, and then bring it over with the shrinking spell.

At that time, he only needed to fix it with the permanent sticking spell.

Don't be too relaxed.

Since he has money, why not be a little relaxed.

After thinking this through, Scott immediately let it go.

"I think I'm going back, Rambo."

He said to Rambo.

"Because there is no door key on the way back, I have to leave early."

"Don't worry, Scott, I can take you back." Rambo reluctantly asked.

"You can take me a distance." Scott said, "I don't want you and the crows to be seen by others."

If people knew that Scott could control the crows, it would not be so easy for him to get intelligence through the crows in the future.