Scott crouched quietly in the weeds at the bottom of the Black Lake, listening to the conversation between the two girls through the smuggled bat.

Jasmine Travers's tone was already a little impatient.

"Soon," she said. The Trolope mudblood would soon be discredited. What a Ravenclaw Transfiguration genius, the Mudblood should be crawling in the mud all the time! ”

Morgan Avery may be a family student, she has become thoroughly integrated into the role of a follower, and at this point she is immediately skilled at flattering her little master.

"Of course, there's no way a mudblood can be as talented as you, Jasmine."

Her tone of voice was even a little too flattering, and she was obviously deeply involved in the play.

"If you want me to say, it's all because Dumbledore likes to be close to Muggles too much. The culture at Hogwarts is getting more and more depraved! It's unbelievable that that kind of person can be sought after as a genius! ”

"Alright." Jasmine waved his hand absently, "Don't worry about those guys who haven't seen the world. ”

If you couldn't hear the smugness in her tone, I would have thought she was really light-hearted.

However, the drama of the two girls is like two children playing at home in Scott's eyes.

"If only Jasmine could teach Trollope a lesson himself." Morgan Avery said with some regret, "If it were you, even if Trollope was a fourth-year student, he would have been defeated by your magic!" ”

I'm looking forward to it.

Scott laughed when he heard this.

It's a pity that Avery's little master, although a little naïve and a little secondary, is not so stupid.

Jasmine Travers shook his head, "No, Trollope isn't Jacob's kind of guy to teach at will. If the opponent is him, it will be difficult for even me to be quiet. ”

Morgan Avery immediately agreed, "Also, although Trolope is only a lowly mudblood, it would be more than worth the loss to get Dumbledore's attention because of this. ”

"Tomorrow." Jasmine Travers said, "Tomorrow Caitlin Rohr will do it. ”

"When the time comes, I will spread the news through our group as quickly as possible!"

Morgan Avery excitedly added.

"Then the whole of Hogwarts will know that Scott Trollop, in the fourth year of Ravenclaw, is a hidden scumbag!"

With that, she let out another laugh like a little hen clucking.

Jasmine Travers laughed too, and the two girls were so excited that they were discussing it and even starting to look forward to tomorrow.

They can't wait to see a show they've planned.

To be honest, Scott was a little disappointed.

He thought it was an interesting ploy against him, but it turned out that the two little witches were talking about the same old plan.

Even the same way to deal with Jacob is to let Caitlin Rohr, who was completely PU by Jasmine Travers, use a bitter ploy to frame the target.

Only this time they want to go a step further and want to portray Scott as a pervert who wants to be tough on the junior girls.

It's just a pity that their ideas are impossible to realize.

Caitlin Rohr, the practitioner of the bitter meat scheme, will be lying in a hospital bed for a while starting tomorrow.

Of course, even if Caitlin Rohr was still intact, even if Scott didn't know anything about it, he believed he wouldn't be able to fall into such a trap.

At this point, Scott even regretted it.

It was the end of September, and the Scottish Highlands, where Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were located, had a cool climate, and it seemed that there was no need for him to soak in the cold waters of the lake at night to eavesdrop on such old intrigues.

Thinking of this, Scott, who was originally unconscious, suddenly felt a piercing cold. He has been at the bottom of the lake for a long time.

He glanced at the two little witches in the glass window again, turned his head to swim a little farther away, and pulled his wand out of his bosom.

"Ascendio."

Scott cast a spell on himself, and his body immediately rose vertically towards the surface of the lake at a breakneck speed.

When he stepped out of the water, the small boat with leather shoes was still floating on the lake.

He shook his wet hair, wiped his face with his hand, swam to the side of the boat, climbed up, and rowed it to the shore in one breath.

Once ashore, Scott first changed his shoes back to their original shape, and then spent some time drying his clothes and hair with a hot air charm.

Eventually, he put on his shoes and cast the Transfiguration Charm on himself again, and when his body merged with the night, he walked towards Ravenclawta.

Scott felt that the two pure-blood witches should be grateful for the protection of Hogwarts Castle.

Hearing so many words of "lowly mudblood" in the middle of a window, if he hadn't been able to break through the defenses of the magic castle, he would have given those two girls a night they would never forget.

Well, though, there's no rush to teach them a lesson.

Scott walked briskly in the moonlight, looking forward to tomorrow like the two pure-blood witches.

Far bypassing the hide-and-seek scene of the Weasley twins and Filch's "fun", Scott made his way back to Ravenclawa.

When he returned to his dorm, all three of his roommates had already slept.

Scott gently took off his robe, took a bottle of cold pick-me-up and poured it into his mouth, and rushed into the bathroom with his pajamas before steam came out of his ears.

As the hot water from the shower head poured over him, Scott's ears began to spew steam out.

After taking a hot shower and closing his dry pajamas, Scott suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

The side effects of pick-me-ups usually last for several hours, so Scott went to sleep while steaming.

On a new day, the morning at Ravenclaw College was thrown into chaos.

A first-year girl who was just trying to remind her roommate, Caitlin Rolle, to wake up was shocked when she pulled the curtain on her bed.

Then, the penetrating scream of the first-year girl completely alarmed everyone at Ravenclaw College.

When Ravenclaw fifth-year prefect, Eva Taylor, takes Caitlin Rolle out of her dorm room with a levitation charm, everyone in the common room sees her miserable condition.

"Oh! O Merlin! ”

"Oh my God!"

For a while, exclamations came and went.

"Please let me go!" Peneno, the sixth-grade prefect, also came over, "We're going to send poor Miss Rohr to the school doctor's office!" ”

Scott was standing above the stairs leading to the dorm room in the common room, looking at the mess from a high vantage point.

Floating in the air, Caitlin Rohr was breathing weakly, and all her exposed skin was covered with a dense rash and countless blood spots.

Her appearance was so terrifying that the other students did not dare to approach, and even the two female prefects who had to take her to the school hospital were eager to stay away.