The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"Finally, I want to emphasize one point." Dumbledore said to the students, "Although we don't know the specific cause of the illness of those three students, after testing by the therapists at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, this disease is not It can be transmitted from person to person.”

Of course, Scott thought.

If the virus could spread from person to person, it would cause a huge stir and attract more people's attention, which was inconsistent with his expectations.

Now, who would have thought that this was a Muggle virus that could only be spread by certain species of mosquitoes.

At this time, the students all had smiles on their faces when they heard the conclusion that it would not spread from person to person.

Just when they were about to cheer again, Dumbledore issued another warning: "This means that we have not found the specific transmission route of this disease. So I think students should still remain vigilant."

The students who wanted to jump up and cheer just now were quiet, and their high emotions immediately fell into silence.

"Next, we will do our best to prevent the disease from reappearing."

Dumbledore smiled reassuringly at the students again.

"First of all, our respected head nurse, Madam Pomfrey, and your Potions professor, Professor Snape, will conduct research on this disease. I believe they will soon be able to invent targeted treatments and magic spells. medicine."

At this time, Madam Pomfrey and Professor Snape both nodded.

"Very good, I believe in their ability."

Dumbledore encouraged the two of them and continued: "Next, our castle administrator Mr. Filch and our gamekeeper Mr. Hagrid will clean up Hogwarts Castle and the surrounding area. Dealing with small animals like bugs and mice that can spread diseases..."

Dumbledore methodically made arrangements for cleaning up the campus, but Scott didn't listen anymore.

As the instigator of this incident, he certainly wouldn't worry about any illness. On the contrary, for him, most of the dangers to him have been successfully eliminated, except for one last thing.

Scott turned his head and looked at Jacob Kent, who was sitting at the end of the long table.

He still remembered that Jasmine Travers once said "let him finish that thing", but he didn't know what she asked Jacob to do, and whether this kid would do it now.

As if sensing Scott's gaze, Jacob, who had been lowering his head just now, raised his head and met Scott's eyes.

Scott raised the corners of his mouth slightly and gave Jacob a subtle smile.

Jacob's eyes flickered and he lowered his head again.

Scott stared at him for a few more seconds before looking away.

Unfortunately, for this boy, he couldn't make any more moves. After all, walking will leave traces, and the more you do, the more likely you are to be exposed.

But Scott is not worried. He can see many things from a wizard's magical state. Jacob is undoubtedly a smart man. At this point, he should not dare to do anything else.

When Dumbledore's speech ended, Scott and the others finally had breakfast.

After breakfast, the other three deans except Professor McGonagall called away some students from their own colleges.

Although the name is that they have been in close contact with three patients recently and need to check their health. But Scott keenly noticed that most of the students who were called away were young witches in the lower grades.

Sure enough, the professors had discovered Travers' small group.

Scott's roommates also discovered this fact.

[Let me just say it! ]

Eddie winked at Scott and the others, showing a proud expression.

The three Scotts ignored him. They separated from Eddie and came to the potions classroom located underground in the castle.

Ravenclaw still takes this Potions class with Hufflepuff. The students sat in groups as usual. Since Professor Snape hadn't arrived yet, everyone was discussing Dumbledore's morning speech enthusiastically.

Scott and Milton sit together. Roger didn't know when he met another Hufflepuff female student. They sat in the front row of Scott and Milton and whispered together.

Roger's ex-girlfriend, Miss Mill, who was sitting on the other side, kept turning her head to glare at the two of them.

"What we are trying to prepare today should be an antidote." Milton opened the textbook, "I have to read the steps again."

"I remember you have previewed it three times, Milton." Scott was busy putting the potion-making tools in a convenient place.

Milton didn't even raise his head, "No, every time Professor Snape stands next to me, I will lose my memory and forget what to do next."

"I think this has nothing to do with memory." Scott said helplessly, "You are just too nervous. Don't worry about Professor Snape, remember that we are a group, I will give you tips."

Milton glanced at him gratefully, "Oh, thank you, Scott! But I still have to look at it again."

Scott had nothing to say. Because it happens every time. Whenever he was paired up with Milton in Potions class, Scott always had to come to the rescue.

Because Snape would always slide around the classroom, staring at every student with a sullen face. It is difficult for students with poor psychological quality not to make mistakes under his watch.

For example, Milton.

Whenever someone made a mistake, Snape would curl up his upper lip and start spewing venom in his unique accent - which would often make the student who made the mistake even more panicked.

And students who make mistakes again will definitely be deducted points by Snape.

Scott seriously suspected that Snape was deliberately looking for opportunities in this way to deduct all the points of the other three colleges except Slytherin.

By the way, Milton was one of Snape's important targets in class.

However, because Scott always saved the situation in time, Snape rarely deducted points from Milton. Scott felt that this was the reason why Snape was unhappy with him.

As for Scott's own potion results, it can only be said that it was neither good nor bad. He was just able to strictly follow the steps in the textbook.

"Rigid! No creativity!"

This was Snape's evaluation of him.

Scott always didn't care -

He didn't want to study and develop in depth in the field of potions, and he didn't have such high requirements for himself.

He felt that it was enough for him to succeed in making it according to the existing formula.

"Quiet!"

Snape suddenly pushed open the door of the classroom and strode towards the podium. His wide black robe rolled like a ball of black smoke.

"Open your textbooks."

His dark and empty eyes swept across the classroom, and all the students lowered their heads. No one wanted to look at him.

"Antidote. I think you should have reviewed the contents of the textbook." He said, "Now! Each group sends a student to take your potion materials!"