The Wind and the Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Michael glanced upstairs and said with a smile: "Millie's family? Maybe you need to ask her in person."

He avoided answering Scott's question, sat back on the sofa, picked up the newspaper and continued reading.

"...I asked her when I was a child, but she said that all her family members died." Scott said helplessly, "I can see that she is lying."

In response, Michael just shrugged his shoulders and said that he could not help.

Scott looked at his reaction and gave up the idea of ​​seeking answers from him.

At the same time, he began to think.

First of all, he still knew Emilia's last name before marriage-Hill.

Also, Michael actually mentioned "family" just now.

But the last name Hill is actually quite common in England, and Scott couldn't think of any answer.

At this time, Emilia ran down from upstairs again.

She handed a silver and black pistol to Scott.

"HKP7 pistol, the most representative product of the pistols produced by the German HK company in the 1970s."

She introduced it like a treasure.

"It uses 9mm Parabellum bullets, with an initial velocity of 350 meters per second, a 13-round magazine, and an effective range of 50 meters. It has low recoil, and is safe and accurate."

Scott held the pistol in his hand and looked at it skillfully, "So, you asked me to join the shooting club a few years ago just for this day?"

"Sorry, dear."

Emilia smiled guiltily.

"Although your father is now only focusing on the antique shop business, your background...may still bring you some trouble."

Scott looked at her, "As far as I know, the trouble left by my grandfather is not a trouble. It seems that the real trouble comes from the Hill family?"

"Just maybe." Emilia emphasized.

"Well, maybe."

Scott took the pistol apart and looked at it, and found that Emilia had taken good care of it, and there was still a full box of bullets in the magazine.

He raised his eyes again and asked, "Then can you tell me about your family, dear mother?"

Amelia felt even more guilty, and she said awkwardly, "Maybe you have heard of the name Billy Hill?"

Scott recalled and found that he seemed to have some impression of this name, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

He turned his head to look at Michael.

Michael glanced at Emilia first, and then spoke after seeing her nod.

"Billy Hill, the biggest gang boss in the London underground world from the 1950s to the 1960s, once competed with Jacksport for territory and won."

He glanced at Emilia again and added, "It is said that he was born in a family of thieves, and more than 20 family members are all gang members."

"...I remember it." Scott felt a little incredible, "I have read about his deeds."

"That's my grandfather." Emilia said a little embarrassedly, "Later he retired and lived in seclusion in Spain. I returned to the UK after my grandfather died when I was ten years old."

"In other words, your grandfather has long since quit? After so many years, where did the trouble come from?" Scott asked puzzled.

Emilia smiled awkwardly, "My grandfather took something with him when he left London."

Scott raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

"A map." Emilia said.

"Map? Treasure map?" Scott asked curiously.

"No." Emilia said, "It's the Reis map."

"Reis map?" Scott asked, "The map that showed the Antarctic continent in 1513?"

In the 1920s, when the Turks were cleaning up the artifacts from the Byzantine period, they accidentally discovered an ancient map drawn on parchment, which was drawn in 1513.

This map has caused a long-term controversy in the world. People found that the Antarctic land drawn in light colors below the map showed Queen Maud Land, which was not covered by glaciers, and the crisscrossing inland rivers.

However, Antarctica was not officially discovered by humans until 1820, and Queen Maud Land was covered by glaciers for at least 10,000 years.

Scott has read this anecdote and believes that the map is likely to be drawn by a wizard.

Emilia nodded, "My grandfather took the original parchment by chance."

"But copies of this map can be found everywhere." Scott said.

Emilia lowered her voice, "Only a few people know that the pattern on the map has ever moved."

Scott's eyebrows raised higher, "That should be the work of an ancient wizard."

At this time, his curiosity has exploded.

"You should have told me earlier, Millie." He said excitedly, "There may indeed be a secret in that map."

At this moment, Scott's mind has been flooded with game terms such as "large copy", "ancient ruins", and "wizard secret realm".

"That's it, I don't want to tell you."

Emilia reached out and pinched Scott's face.

"I'm afraid that one day you will go on an adventure without telling us."

Scott raised his hands in surrender, "No, I won't take risks easily, so where is the map?"

"My grandfather was studying that map before he died, and he even wanted to go to Antarctica."

Emilia said unhappily.

"It's a pity that his body didn't allow him to do that, and he didn't gain anything until he died."

"Did he take the map to his grave?" Scott asked.

"No, he gave it to me, his favorite granddaughter." Emilia said with a smile, "But I won't give it to you until you come of age, dear."

"Okay."

Scott's mood also calmed down.

"It just so happens that I won't consider traveling before I come of age."

"Anyway..." Emilia said seriously, "Grandfather said that there may be some people who know the map and even covet it."

Scott nodded to show that he understood.

"But so many years have passed, and nothing has happened." Emilia laughed again, "Maybe Grandfather's words are a bit exaggerated, or those people have given up."

"Still be careful." Scott reminded.

"Of course, I only told you and your father about this." Emilia said.

The conversation about his mother's family came to an end for the time being. Scott felt that what he had experienced this day was a bit overloaded.

He decided to send out the Christmas gifts he prepared for his friends first.

He went to the kitchen to cut some beef and came to his room on the second floor.

At this time, Shay had already woken up, staring at Rimbaud in the tree outside the window with his big golden eyes.

Scott carried the plate of beef to the windowsill, and Shay chirped twice in gratitude, lowered his head and began to eat.

Scott took out the gift he had prepared from the deformed lizard skin bag on the table, a stack of small photo frames the size of a palm.

He used the "splashing color method" to draw a small portrait of each of his friends, just the right size to fit into the photo frame.

Among them, Roger, Fred, and George were all in the Quidditch game, and Milton was playing the cello.

As for Eddie, in order to take care of his face, Scott also specially drew him reading a book.

In addition to these friends, he also drew a picture for Luna, which showed the back of a little girl in a nightgown sitting on the windowsill.

The morning mist he saw when talking to Luna that morning gave him the inspiration for "splashing color".

In addition to the gifts prepared for Michael and Emilia, these were the only gifts he made by hand, and the others were orders in exchange for money.

Since he couldn't use magic after leaving school, he took time to secretly draw and make these before the holiday.

Scott took out some colored paper and began to wrap these paintings.

He would ask Shay to deliver them all tonight.

Shay, who had become lazy by habit, was still feasting, and he didn't know what work he would face tonight.

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