The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

On the Marauder's Map, Ginny's name was still moving back and forth in the empty classroom that Scott had just escaped from.

Scott took a few breaths and sat down against the railing at the edge of the top floor.

Now he can only wait.

See if Tom Riddle will notice someone in the empty classroom just now.

If it were Riddle himself, there would undoubtedly be some clues.

At the very least, the magic left behind when Scott cast the spell just now should not have dissipated.

But at this time, Scott could only hope that Riddle, who controlled Ginny, would ignore these because he could not exert his own strength.

At the same time, he also expected the basilisk to be a completely different creature from ordinary snakes.

You know, ordinary snakes can detect the location of prey through subtle vibrations on the ground, and some snakes even have the ability to sense heat.

If the Basilisk had such an ability, it would have sensed the heat left by Scott and the twins in the classroom.

Fortunately, luck seems to be on Scott's side.

On the Marauder's Map, Ginny's name circled around the empty classroom several times before she finally walked out and returned to the corridor.

Scott breathed another sigh of relief.

It seems that his arrangements were not in vain!

Thinking of this, even though he had always been calm, he couldn't help but clenched his fist and waved it.

His eyes were still fixed on Ginny's name on the Marauder's Map.

Next, she stayed in the corridor for a while, then walked into the women's bathroom where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets was, and then began to walk slowly towards Gryffindor Tower.

finished?

Scott, who was sitting on the ground, straightened his legs, relaxed and leaned on the railing, looking up at the stars in the night sky.

After the extreme tension passed, his tense body relaxed and he felt a little exhausted.

The cool night wind blew through the astronomy tower, bringing waves of cold waves and messing up Scott's hair, but he only felt comfortable.

Breathing the cold November air, the coldness stimulated his lungs and made his mind clearer.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a "squeak" sound.

The wooden door leading to the top floor was pushed open!

This realization instantly made the hairs on Scott's body stand up and send chills down his spine.

Without thinking, he rolled in a circle on the spot. At the same time, he clenched the wand in his hand and quickly cast a transformation spell on the old desk.

"Moo!"

The desk turned into a bull in an instant and rammed towards the door arrogantly.

Scott didn't look over there. He lay beside George and Fred, stuffed the Marauder's Map into his arms with one hand, and cast two transformation spells in succession with the other hand.

The other two old desks turned into two giant eagles again. They flapped their wings and flew up. They stretched out their talons to grab the sleeping bags containing George and Fred and soared into the air.

And Scott jumped up, turned around, jumped over the railing without looking back, and jumped downstairs.

A gust of wind blew up and slapped him on the face. Scott, who was falling rapidly, could hardly open his eyes.

At this moment, a long rope sprang out from the top of the tower, wrapped tightly around his waist, and quickly pulled him back.

However, Scott was not one to sit still, and since the rope did not bind his arms, he pointed the wand at the rope around his waist with difficulty.

"Split into pieces!"

The rope snapped, and Scott fell downward again.

However, the next second, the rope stretched again and tied him up again.

Scott was about to repeat his old trick when Dumbledore's voice came from the wind.

"Relax, Scott."

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Scott couldn't help but exclaimed and took several large gulps of cold air.

"it's me."

Dumbledore's voice came, and the rope once again pulled Scott towards the top of the tower.

This time, Scott obediently did not resist, letting the rope pull him back to the top of the tower, and landed gently on the ground.

Footsteps sounded.

"You broke a lot of school rules, Scott."

Scott sat up and looked at Dumbledore, who was wearing a nightgown.

"Sorry, Professor." He apologized obediently.

He was a little annoyed. He was so focused on Ginny's name that he ignored Dumbledore's movements.

Moreover, because he was so nervous at that moment, he didn't even carefully sense the magic power of the person coming.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted so much.

Like a frightened bird.

Dumbledore smiled at him, raised his head and looked at the two black figures in the sky, "I think you need to put the two Mr. Weasleys down first, as they may catch a cold if this continues."

He waved his hand casually and untied the rope from Scott.

Scott stood up and smiled.

Two eagle calls came from afar, and two giant eagles descended from high altitude and landed on the top of the tower again.

Their broad wings flapped powerfully, creating a whirlwind.

Scott waved his wand twice as soon as they set the twins down, turning them into old school desks again.

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the other old desk that had just turned into a bull at the door.

"Excellent Transfiguration, Scott." Dumbledore said in an admiring tone, "I have never seen a little wizard at your age who can use Transfiguration so freely."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor."

Scott tidied up his messy clothes, and then said to Dumbledore in a serious tone: "I wonder if you already know what we have done in the past two days, Professor. I think we may have found the 'heir of Slytherin'."

"I have to say, a very creative method, Scott."

Dumbledore praised again.

"I happened to be paying attention to this matter these two days, about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets."

The blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses looked at Scott curiously.

"The method you used is something I can't think of."

He winked playfully.

"Or rather, most wizards can't think of such a simple, interesting and useful method."

Scott shook his head, "It's just a little clever."

He looked down at the twins, his face a little tangled.

Dumbledore couldn't fail to see that he had cast a coma spell on the twins.

But this action, which he thought was reasonable, had a premise, that is, he found that the target they were looking for was the youngest daughter of the Weasley family, the younger sister of the twins.

If he wanted to explain this problem, he had to expose the Marauder's Map to Dumbledore.

Although he didn't care, the Marauder's Map was the twins' after all.

Although its origin was not so legitimate.

At this time, Dumbledore waved his hand and woke up the twins.

The twins who opened their eyes were immediately stunned.

"Oh!"

"Merlin!"

The two of them stared at Dumbledore with wide eyes, unable to say a word.

"Three gentlemen." Dumbledore said kindly: "I think what you need most now is to go back and have a good sleep."

Scott looked at him in surprise.

"You don't have to participate in the rest of the matter. The professors and I will certainly solve those troubles."

Dumbledore looked at them with a smile.

"After this matter is resolved, I will invite you to have afternoon tea together, and then we will have a good chat."

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned to walk towards the wooden door.

"Professor!" Scott said, "Those negatives..."

"Oh, don't worry, Scott." Dumbledore turned his head and blinked, "Don't look at me. I am over a hundred years old, but I still maintain a strong curiosity about new things."

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