The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

On this Friday night, when Scott left Professor Flitwick's office, it was already close to curfew and there was no one in the castle.

Before reaching the bottom of Ravenclaw Tower, he sensed the magic fluctuation behind the stone wall on the right side of the tower from a distance.

Although it had been a long time since he last sensed Elijah Carlo's magic, and although the characteristics of the other party's magic in his perception had changed greatly, Scott still recognized it as quickly as possible. The identity of that magic.

After all, Elijah Carlo had left a deep impression on him and was an enemy he had carefully marked.

A cautious guy, Scott never forgets the magic of his enemies.

However, he really didn't expect that he would see this enemy again under such circumstances.

Scott, who was walking in the corridor on the left side of the tower, smiled silently.

I have to say that the timing of Elijah Carlo's appearance is a bit too coincidental.

Scott, who had just received duel coaching training from Professor Flitwick, was now exhausted and weak. His physical strength and magic power were almost at their bottom, and he was in a very bad state.

Nowadays, it is not a secret that no one knows that Scott often receives training from Professor Flitwick.

It was precisely because his own combat power was at a loss at this time that Scott immediately stopped after sensing Carlo's magic power and stood behind a thick stone pillar in the corridor.

Physical fatigue also affected the range of his magic perception. At this time, he was only about 200 meters away from the stone wall where Carlo was.

Also, he was not sure whether Carlo, who was hiding behind the stone wall, used some means to see his arrival from a distance.

No, he quickly determined.

Carlo had indeed seen him, because when he stopped, he could feel Carlo's magic power starting to move, and it was coming in his direction with a clear target.

Judging from the scene, Scott seemed to be at a comprehensive disadvantage at this time.

But Scott didn't panic.

He had played against Carlo a long time ago and knew his level. Judging from the fluctuations in magic power he felt, there was no obvious improvement on the other side.

Even though his condition is very poor, Scott doesn't have to put in much effort to deal with wizards like Carlo. Now he has such confidence.

While sensing Carlo's position, Scott took out two bottles of magic potion from the deformed lizard skin bag, opened them directly and poured them into his mouth.

Feeling the vitality gradually beginning to return to his exhausted body, Scott casually put the potion bottle back into his leather bag, and then took out his wand.

Without making a sound, the wand in Scott's hand drew a smooth arc in the air.

Thick white smoke spurted out from the wand silently, accumulated and rose from his feet, and then began to spread rapidly.

It was night, and when the smoke in the air became thicker and thicker, the visibility became lower and lower.

When the smoke enveloped Carlo's location, his magic stopped moving, and then began to run in the opposite direction.

Scott smiled silently and began to move forward.

As he moved around, the area covered by the smoke became wider and wider, and Carlo never ran out of this area.

Scott silenced the sounds he made and stepped closer to Carlo until he could hear the other person's breathing.

"S..."

Just when Carlo was about to say something, Scott took action decisively.

"Collapsed."

Scott recited the spell softly, and a red light penetrated the smoke and accurately hit Carlo's head.

Then, he heard the sound of the other party falling to the ground.

To be honest, this result surprised Scott.

He was always on guard against the magic props that the other party might carry with him.

But he never expected that Carlo would dare to sneak into Hogwarts to cause trouble for him without making any preparations.

Who gave him the courage?

Gryffindor?

Or is this guy completely crazy?

Although judging from the changing magic fluctuations, Carlo had indeed fainted at this moment, Scott still kept a steady hand.

He waved his wand again, and a long rope sprang out from his wand, tying up Carlo who was lying on the ground.

Then, he used the wind to blow away the nearby smoke.

It was only then that he discovered that Carlo was still wearing an invisibility cloak.

The rope he summoned only tied up an invisible outline.

Scott walked not far from Carlo and frowned.

He was thinking about how he should deal with this person.

From his true heart, of course he wanted to kill him directly, but this was Hogwarts, and he could not guarantee that Carlo's arrival and his actions would not be noticed by anyone afterwards.

"trouble."

Scott muttered, and kept taking out wooden blocks from the deformed lizard skin bag and throwing them on the ground, waving his wand to turn them into mice.

A large group of rats ran quickly on the ground and soon gathered on Carlo's body, constantly digging in and out of his clothes.

Not long after, the two mice worked together to grab Carlo's wand and put it at Scott's feet, and the other mice also ran back.

It seemed that there was nothing else left on Carlo.

Scott was completely relieved.

He walked to where Carlo was, frowned again, raised his foot and kicked him.

Ding dong.

The sound of metal falling on the stone slab was faint and crisp, very obvious in this silent night.

Scott wanted to take action but it was already too late. A particularly thin blood-red beam suddenly hit his chest before he could react.

Scott felt a pain in his chest, and his body flew several meters uncontrollably and fell to the stone slab on the ground.

"Cough, cough cough..."

He clutched his chest and sat up with some difficulty, staring at Carlo, who was still unconscious, with an ugly expression.

At this time, there was a short figure beside Carlo.

It's a house elf.

"Woo..."

The house elf whimpered and began to cast a spell to wake Carlo.

"Wake up, my little master."

A white light shot out from its fingertips and enveloped Carlo's body.

"Well……"

Carlo soon made a sound and he struggled to sit up.

He said hoarsely, "Good job, Tata! Help break this damn rope!"

"Tata will do it immediately!" Tata, the house elf, spoke softly, "Please keep your voice down, little master, this is Hogwarts! It would be terrible if someone discovers it!"

"Then why don't you move faster!" Carlo growled.

"Tata will do it now!"

Tata stretched out his fingers again and used magic to cut the rope on Carlo's body.

Carlo lifted the hood of the invisibility cloak and looked fiercely at Scott, who was sitting on the ground.

"Hehe...hehe..." He chuckled nervously, like an evil ghost, "Long time no see, Scott Trollope."

Scott listened to his footsteps, watched one of his hands stretch out from the invisibility cloak, picked up a shiny metal button from the ground, and then watched his head "float" a distance and pick it up. His wand.

"hey-hey."

Carlo suppressed his laughter, walked slowly to Scott, and looked at him condescendingly.

"How's it going?" Carlo's face was full of malice, "Hey...you lost this time, Trollope."

He stretched out the hand holding the metal button and waved it in front of Scott.

"Want to know what's going on? Hehe..."

He opened his mouth wide and put the button into his mouth with his hand.

"Hehe... I put it in my mouth." His voice was a little vague, but his tone was full of pride.

"I see."

Scott replied calmly, put one hand on the ground, and stood up directly.

"You used yourself as bait just to sneak up on me with the magic item in your mouth. You did a good job, Carlo."

"you……"

Carlo's eyes widened, he took several steps back, raised the wand in his hand and pointed it at Scott.

"You...how are you okay?" He couldn't help but shout loudly.

"You did a great job, Carlo," Scott said. "You almost succeeded. Unfortunately, I got lucky this time."

He aimed his right hand at Carlo holding the wand, and with his left hand he took out a golden card from the lining pocket of his robe.

It was the identity card of the Scholars Alliance.

Scott's condition at this time is really not good.

Although he regained some physical strength after drinking the potion, the feeling of exhaustion still surged from his body in waves.

Without showing anything on his face, he held the card between two fingers and shook it at Carlo.

"I didn't expect that this thing could help me withstand your sudden attack."

As he spoke, he smiled deliberately.

Carlo's eyes widened, almost as wide as those of his house elf Tata.

"Let's go," he shouted, "take me away quickly! Tata!"

"No, little master! There are rats! Lots of rats!" Tata responded to him in panic.

A swarm of rats were besieging it crazily.

Carlo's expression changed, and he quickly reached out to put on the hood of the invisibility cloak, and then disappeared from Scott's sight.

But his magic was still prominent in Scott's perception.

"Don't worry, Carlo." Scott said with a smile, "It's rare that you come back to Hogwarts, so don't leave in a hurry...the armor protects you!"

"Go to hell and be shattered into pieces!"

Carlo's crushing curse was blocked by Scott's timely cast of the Iron Armor Curse.

"All petrified!"

Scott decisively waved his wand and successfully hit Tata, who was surrounded by rats, cutting off Carlo's retreat.

"Die!" Carlo roared suddenly, "Crucio!"

The moment he sensed the extremely malicious magic fluctuations of the Cruciatus Curse, Scott was horrified.

He dragged his somewhat heavy steps and narrowly avoided the unforgivable curse.

But another slender red beam of light rushed toward him.

"Damn it! You must have run out of energy!"

Carlo yelled crazily and activated the button-shaped magic prop again.

A crow emerged from the tip of his wand in time, blocking the red beam.

"Gah!!!"

The crow collided with the red beam and screamed fiercely.

Black feathers flew, and the crow's body turned into black ash.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

Carlo cast the Cruciatus Curse again.

At this moment, Scott wanted to open his mouth and gasp, but he still resisted and insisted on taking deep breaths through his nose to adjust.

Just as he was about to make a move, a silver-white phoenix suddenly descended from the sky and stood in front of him.

The Cruciatus Curse hit the Phoenix and then reflected on the stone slab on the ground, shattering a stone slab.

The semi-illusory body of the silver phoenix only fluctuated for a while, and soon became stable again.

"I'm sorry, Scott." Dumbledore's voice came from the Phoenix. "It was my fault for letting someone sneak into Hogwarts."