The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Bock was stunned for a moment, and his voice became even deeper, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"You don't have to worry about this map Mr. Burke." Scott said in a cold tone, "It will belong to Ms. Slytherin."

"……certainly."

Bock's tone of voice changed instantly.

He said somewhat flatteringly: "There is no doubt that I am looking for that map to dedicate it to the respected Ms. Slytherin!"

Of course, Scott would not be naive enough to think that these few words could scare Bojin Bock.

But he was relieved at this time, because he had determined that Bojinbok's action was not Medea's instruction.

And Borgin Bock's statement that "looking for that map is dedicated to Ms. Slytherin" is even more of a joke.

In this case, there is still room for action on this matter.

Scott continued to say in a cold tone: "You know best what you think, Mr. Bock. I suggest that you take back your hands that are too long, otherwise it will be very painful if your arm is cut off. of."

He listened to the heavy breathing coming from the flames of the small fireplace and continued: "Of course, stretching your arms too long will also make it easy for people to find their way to the nest."

"I'll confirm this with Ms. Slytherin," Burke gasped, seeming furious.

"Of course." Scott deliberately said in a nonchalant tone, "If you have such courage, I will also be impressed by you."

"you……"

Bock gasped a few more times.

But he is still a businessman after all, and even if he gets pissed off, he can quickly become diplomatic again.

His tone quickly turned respectful, "Dear guest, it seems that your purpose is not just to stop my actions."

Scott smiled slightly and continued to portray himself as a confident person, "Mr. Burke, if you behave more kindly, I certainly won't mention what you have done recently in front of Ms. Slytherin."

In order to further win Boginbock's trust, Scott began to extort money.

Bok immediately understood what he meant, and he said in an exaggerated tone: "Oh! Of course! Most British wizards know that Bok is the friendliest old man in Knockturn Alley, and he will never be stingy with his kindness."

Scott smiled and said: "That's great, I will visit you soon, Mr. Bock."

"Welcome, I will welcome you with my kindness, distinguished guest." Bojinbok said in an expectant tone.

"Well, farewell, Mr. Bock," said Scott.

Bock said: "Goodbye, I look forward to the day when you come to visit me."

Scott stretched out his finger and closed the door of the small fireplace.

He put the small fireplace and the box of Floo powder into a cardboard box, and then put the cardboard box into a shapeshifting lizard skin bag.

After doing this, he spit out the candy in his mouth, stood up and walked to the balcony, looked up at the moon in the sky, and let out a long breath.

After the conversation just now, Bojin Bock has been temporarily stabilized by him.

But this didn't make the dark wizard fearful for long.

If he didn't really visit him recently, Bock would definitely know that "Number 37" was just deceiving him.

And if Scott wants to keep the Reis map, all he has to do is try to find a way to completely eliminate Bock while he is still afraid of him.

If it can't be solved, it's not too late to give the map to Medea.

Of course, that's assuming Medea doesn't know about it.

Scott was lost in thought.

First, Shafiq will definitely report to Medea about Scott’s call with her.

But Scott only asked Shafiq for the number of Bock's small fireplace and did not reveal any other information.

Secondly, Scott was sure that Bok would not ask Medea for confirmation for the time being.

the reason is simple--

Once Bock asks Medea for confirmation, it means that the Reis Map really has no connection with him.

Bock only needs to wait a few days. Once it is confirmed that what "No. 37" said is a lie, he can start to snatch it again.

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk.

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

Scott looked back at the door of the room, and Amelia opened the door and walked in.

"Scott."

Amelia walked to the balcony and looked at Scott with concern, "Are you okay, son?"

Scott smiled, "I'm fine, Mom."

"You don't look good." Amelia raised her hand and pinched Scott's face, "You look a little ugly when you smile."

"Well, I am indeed in a bad mood." Scott sat on the chair.

Emilia sat down on another chair, "You don't have to be like this, dear, we don't need to care about things that are destined to be lost."

Scott nodded casually, "Then can I take a look at the map now, dear mother."

He put his hand on the small round table, "Give it away before it's too late."

"Of course, of course you can watch." Emilia nodded.

"Mike!"

She shouted to the balcony next door.

"I'll be here soon, honey." Michael responded.

Soon, he walked into Scott's room carrying a women's bag and handed the bag in his hand to Amelia.

"The map is in this bag?" Scott looked at the old bag in Amelia's hand in surprise.

He remembered that Amelia had had this bag for as long as he could remember, and she still carried it often to this day.

"Yes." Emilia touched the bag in her hand with a nostalgic expression, "This bag is also a gift from my grandfather."

After saying that, she opened the bag, took out a knife from the bag, and decisively cut the surface of the backpack.

"Yes, that map is hidden in the middle layer of the backpack."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of yellowed parchment from the sandwich.

"To be honest, Caleb and I both saw this map when we were kids and didn't think there was anything magical about it."

She handed the parchment in her hand to Scott.

Scott took the parchment and unfolded it on the table.

This map depicts the terrain of North and South America, West Africa, and Antarctica.

It was exactly the same as the rubbing copy of the Reis map that Scott had seen.

"It looks quite ordinary."

Scott touched the parchment with his hand and felt nothing unusual.

He tried to output some magic power again, but the lines and patterns drawn on the map did not move.

"If what great-grandfather said is true, then this map may need a secret order to show its true appearance." Scott said.

"My grandfather spent the rest of his life studying this map, but he never made it move again." Emilia said nonchalantly, "Maybe it was just an illusion at all."

"Maybe the magic of this map is just that someone drew a map of Antarctica in 1513?" Michael also took a closer look.

"But it also shows Antarctica's interior terrain...the mountains, peaks, rivers and coasts, all beneath the ice and snow," Emilia said.

Michael said: "Although it is generally believed that humans did not discover Antarctica until 1820, it would make sense if wizards discovered Antarctica a long time ago, before it was covered by ice and snow."