"Good morning, Scott."

Jacob naturally picked up a sandwich.

"Is your body okay?"

"It's all right." Scott still looked at him, "Something?" ”

He knew very well that this kid Jacob knew that he had a strong sense of magic, and if he was fine, he wouldn't have made it up.

"Okay." Jacob raised his hand, "I'm going to apply for a Transfiguration lesson, Professor Trollope. ”

"No problem."

Scott readily agreed.

He had promised the other party three Transfiguration Counseling that it would be impossible to go back, so he wished that Jacob had used up those three opportunities earlier.

When Jacob had finished breakfast, the two found an empty classroom in the castle.

Scott sat casually in his chair and said to Jacob, "To be honest, I don't know how to counsel, so you can ask questions, and I'll do my best to answer them." ”

Jacob nodded, agreeing to Scott's proposal.

He also found a chair to sit down, thought about it and said, "I want to know how to learn Transfiguration better, I need a detailed learning method that suits me." ”

Scott raised an eyebrow at him.

"I thought you'd ask specific questions." He sighed and said, "You kid is really smart." ”

Jacob smiled.

"I just knew exactly what I needed." He said.

Scott nodded appreciatively, "Sober awareness may be more important than being smart." ”

So would you answer? I have this question. Jacob looked at him expectantly.

"Absolutely." Scott said.

He inquired about Jacob's mastery of Transfiguration, and found that he was about the average first-year wizard.

Then he taught Jacob what he had told Cedric.

After that, he pulled out several pieces of wood and metal of different materials from the deformed lizard skin pouch around his waist.

It also guided Jacob to abandon the cognition of scientific materialism and simply use magic to feel the difference.

By the way, he also highlighted the importance of transforming the way of thinking into magical thinking.

Since Jacob also came from a Muggle family, he was more able to understand the contradiction between scientific thinking and magical thinking.

It's just that he is still young, and the inertia of scientific thinking does not affect him as much as Scott.

But......

"Although you are very smart, your magical talent is really not too good." Scott's blunt assessment.

"I know that very well." Jacob smiled disapprerovingly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have endured Justin Travers for so long just to gain some knowledge." ”

Speaking of Travers, a question popped into Scott's mind.

He asked Jacob directly, "Has the house-elf that Professor Flitwick sent to protect your family ever returned?" ”

Jacob nodded, "Lulu hasn't met any other house-elves in my house, and now it's back at Hogwarts." ”

"What do you think is the reason?" Scott asked again.

"The reason? Travers's threats of intimidation are all real, she really wants the house-elves to do it to my family! ”

Jacob sneered.

"The only reason there is no attack now is that she knows that she has been exposed to the eyes of the professors, and she does not dare to leave evidence of the crime, otherwise she will have to go to Azkaban and share a room with her father!"

Scott curled the corners of his lips, "It seems that even though Travers is already lying in St. Mungo's hospital bed, someone is still carrying news of Hogwarts for her." ”

"It's normal." Jacob said, "You saw Dupin that day, too, and if it weren't for Professor Flitwick's assurance, she would still not believe that her Miss Travers was a hypocritical and vicious fellow!" ”

"So your family is still in danger." Scott looked at Jacob.

Jacob looked at him without flinching, "I know very well that Travers will not give up on revenge on us. I've got my family moving, under the protection of Lulu. ”

"Am I really the target of revenge?" Scott propped his head on his hands, "Just because of a look? ”

Jacob's expression changed slightly, and he shrugged his shoulders again.

"Perhaps, she's such a madman."

Despite what he said, Scott knew that the boy Jacob had doubts about why the three girls were hospitalized.

There are even some suspicions that Scott did it.

Scott also knew that Travers would have such suspicions.

So Jacob said that Travers would definitely take revenge on Scott, and Scott agreed.

For the girl who couldn't stand even a look, the suspicion of suspicion was enough to make her act.

At this time, Jacob said to Scott seriously, "So I still make the same proposal as last time." ”

[Deprive that girl of the ability to take revenge on us.] ］

He said with his mouth.

Scott still shook his head.

"St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries." He said, "I don't know. ”

If you get caught, you may end up dead.

To solve a Travers, it's not worth the risk he takes.

"Is it left to ...... Back at Hogwarts? Jacob couldn't help but clench his fists.

"You should be calm, Jacob."

Scott spoke slowly.

He leaned forward and leaned closer, lowering his voice.

"This is Hogwarts."

After speaking, he ignored the puzzled look on Jacob's face and stood up directly.

"That's all for this lesson." He said, "I'll give you the few pieces, and you'll have to collect the rest yourself." ”

"Okay."

Jacob finally came to his senses.

"Thank you." He said.

Scott waved his hand and walked out of the classroom.

He watched the group of students in the castle walking towards the Quidditch pitch before he suddenly realized that it was a match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

So he hurried to the Quidditch pitch.

Fortunately, when he came to the court, the game had not yet started. The Quidditch players on both sides had just left the locker room and were on a test flight in the air.

He climbed into the Ravenclaw stands and found Eddie in the front row.

"Oh! Scott! I thought you wouldn't come! ”

Eddie exclaimed.

"Roger was looking for you just now! Someone saw you having breakfast in the auditorium but didn't know where you ran......"

Before the match even began, the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were already competing with each other for their voices.

So while Eddie kept talking, Scott wasn't listening.

He waved at Roger, who was flying in the air.

The guy had been looking over here, apparently to confirm whether Scott had defaulted.

When Mrs. Hodge, who was acting as the referee, took to the air on a broomstick, it meant that the race was about to begin.

There was a sudden silence on the court.

Scott also heard Eddie talking.

“…… Milton didn't come again! "I'll admit Roger is right, Milton has been getting out of shape lately, you have to go and see him after you watch the game!" ”

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