The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

"Let's go, let's go to London."

Scott got up and went out, using the expansion spell to enlarge Rimbaud's body and ride on its back.

After quietly arriving in London, he used the Polyjuice Potion to change his identity and sent the letter at the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley.

Of course, due to the lesson learned last time, he did not borrow Roger's identity again, but used a passerby's hair.

After sending the letter, Scott quickly left Diagon Alley, took the subway to Charing Cross Station, and then took the train to Hastings.

There are still a few days left for the Christmas holiday, and he plans to spend it at home in Hastings.

Hastings is not a big town, and Scott who returned here again inevitably met many acquaintances.

Along the way, he had to explain Michael and Emilia's departure many times.

Of course, in his words, Michael and Emilia had already gone to North America, and he came back to see the house.

After some time on the road, Scott finally arrived at the door of his house.

The garden in the yard has been almost abandoned after a year of no care.

It was winter, and all kinds of plants were growing randomly, looking depressed.

Scott walked through the yard and opened the door of the house.

The furniture in the house was covered with white cloth, and thick dust settled on the floor.

Rimbaud, who had been silent just now, finally couldn't help it, "Oh, is this your house? Although it is big, it doesn't look very good."

Scott could only roll up his sleeves and start cleaning.

With the existence of magic, cleaning the house was not difficult for him. Not long after, the whole house returned to its original appearance.

After going out for dinner, Scott lifted the magic that blocked his name.

The next morning, when he got up and opened the door of the house, Scott found that the door was full of gifts, and several owls holding gifts were falling from the sky.

Scott smiled and moved the gifts into his room.

As in previous years, the most gifts he received were books, and there were even many duplicates.

Even the gifts given to him by professors were notes or books.

"If you keep going like this, you can open a bookstore." Rimbaud said.

Scott shrugged helplessly and put the books on the bookshelf in different categories.

Next, he began to look at the remaining gifts, which were all given by his friends.

Eddie gave a valuable pen, Roger gave a few game discs, and Milton's gift was a world famous painting album.

Harry still gave a bag of candy, and of course, Scott also gave him candy.

Ron still gave a greeting card, and Hermione gave a postcard.

Luna's gift was packed in a big box. Scott opened it and found that it was the horn of an animal.

"The horn of the Scimitar-Horned Snorkeller?"

Scott glanced at Luna's note and then at the horn in the box.

"This is obviously the horn of the Erumpent." He couldn't help but twitching his mouth.

This is a dangerous thing.

The horn of the Erumpent can pierce everything, from skin to metal, and there is a deadly liquid in the horn that will make any object injected with this venom explode.

"But it's also a good weapon?" Scott smiled helplessly, closed the box, and put it into his deformed lizard skin bag.

"What is this?" He looked at a wooden box next to him again.

This is a black wooden box with some green leaf patterns on it.

He took down the letter attached to the wooden box and opened it.

"Sawanna?"

Scott suddenly remembered the arithmetic divination he gave to Sawanna.

The girl was probably going through the druid's trial.

Sawanna didn't write these in the letter, just simply wished him a happy Christmas.

Putting down the letter, Scott reached out and opened the wooden box.

There was a necklace in the wooden box, a necklace made of wooden beads, animal teeth and feathers strung together with animal skin ropes, which was very similar to the necklace that Sawanna had taken out and belonged to her brother.

He reached out and picked up the necklace and looked at it, but didn't find anything special, so he tentatively input some magic power.

But he immediately regretted it.

The dizzy scene in front of him told him that he had activated a door key.

Scott couldn't help but curse.

Careless!

But if he hadn't been able to confirm that the letter was indeed written by Savannah, he wouldn't have been so careless.

Not long after, Scott's space shuttle journey ended.

Because he was unprepared this time, he didn't land safely, but fell heavily to the ground.

"What's going on!" Rambo shouted loudly.

It followed.

At the critical moment, it grabbed the necklace in Scott's hand with its claws and was brought here with the door key.

"I don't know either." Scott said.

It was pitch black around, without any light source.

The smooth stone floor and the gap between the stone slabs made Scott understand that the place he was in was man-made.

He stood up quickly and took out his wand as quickly as possible.

Faced with such an emergency, Scott was not too panicked. With a special door key, he could leave this place at any time, which gave him the confidence to be calm.

Rambo flew to his shoulder, "Let's get out of here!"

"Don't worry."

As usual, activating [Broken Arm Bone], Scott used the illumination spell to illuminate the space he was in.

He looked around and found that this was an almost completely sealed stone chamber. The stone chamber was made of smooth stone slabs from top to bottom, front to back, left to right, and nothing else.

Scott walked around the wall and found that all the stone slabs were smooth, with no words or patterns on them.

Scott put away the necklace that brought him here, raised his hand to look at the silver snake-shaped necklace wrapped around his left hand, and did not rush to leave.

He could feel that there was air circulation in this seemingly sealed stone chamber.

After the magic perception was unfolded, Scott soon discovered something strange. There was a faint magic fluctuation in the wall somewhere.

He followed his perception to the wall and reached out to touch the smooth stone slab.

"What's wrong?" Rimbaud asked.

"Magic fluctuation."

At this time, Scott's perception became clearer.

The magic fluctuation in the wall was a bit strange.

"This magic fluctuation did not come from wizards or magic items."

Then, he put his wand against his head.

"Super perception."

With the help of the spell, his perception was further enhanced, and Scott once again concentrated on sensing the magical fluctuations in the wall.

"It's not a magical animal, it seems to be a plant?" he murmured.

He then began to retreat, all the way to another wall, waved his wand to turn off the illumination spell, and immediately cast another spell.

"The house collapsed!"

"Armor protects!"

The light of the spell broke through the darkness and hit the opposite wall, causing a violent explosion.

The stone slabs on the wall were blown off, and the flying debris was blocked by the armor spell in front of Scott.

He used the illumination spell again to illuminate the darkness.