Before noon, Scott said goodbye to Professor Flitwick and made his way back to King's Cross Station in London to board the Hogwarts Express.

The train started, and he walked alone in the carriage.

Ignoring the suspicious gazes and whispers, he quickly relied on his perception to find the compartment where his roommates were.

"Hello everyone."

He pushed open the door to the cubicle and walked in and sat down.

"Scott!" Eddie waved at him with some excitement, "You're a little late, we were just talking about you and Milton being in the newspaper together!" ”

"I'm sorry, Scott."

Milton still didn't look very energetic, and he looked at Scott with apologetic eyes.

"I'm causing you trouble because of my business."

Scott waved his hand, "It's none of your business, Milton. ”

"But, now everyone knows that your family lives in Hastings!" Roger asked with concern, "Is this okay?" ”

He also apparently remembered what happened to Jacob.

"It's fine." Scott replied calmly, "I've already let my parents move away......"

He briefly recounted the fact that he had asked Professor Flitwick for help, but did not reveal where his parents had moved.

For this, he also apologized to his three roommates.

But the other three also understood his caution, after all, they all understood that even the secrets hidden in their minds were not completely safe.

"That Miss Travers ......"

Eddie lowered his voice.

"The newspapers say she left the hospital without permission to find you...... What the hell is going on? ”

"I'm sorry, Scott, I didn't even know that day......" Milton began to apologize again.

Scott comforted Milton and replied to Eddie, "Maybe she wanted to deal with me like Jacob, but she seems to be in the wrong place." ”

"She's crazy, I can't believe she's only 11." Roger sighed, "Fortunately, ......"

He sighed, unable to say anything like he was lucky to be dead.

Scott shook his head, signaling that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Roger and Eddie changed the subject in a flash.

The start of the school year passed by a few people chatting, and after getting off the train, they still returned to the castle in a dilapidated carriage.

Scott finally saw Thestrals, who was in charge of pulling the cart, but he didn't say anything, still pretending he didn't see it.

When Scott walked into the auditorium, he once again attracted a lot of attention, and he saw that many students were beginning to exchange ears.

"Scott!"

The Weasley twins came running out of nowhere and pulled him into a corner.

"Are you alright, man!"

Fred patted Scott on the shoulder.

"Hopefully you're not affected." "Everybody knows that Rita Skeeter is a woman who likes to spread rumors in the newspapers. ”

"I'm fine."

Scott smiled as usual and said deliberately, "It's you two...... The Christmas gift to me is too insincere! ”

"It's so sad, Scott!" Fred pretended to be annoyed, "That's the only lifetime VIP card we gave away, and we don't even have our family!" ”

George also said dissatisfiedly: "It's much more sincere than your two immovable portraits!" ”

Scott made a helpless expression, "Well, hopefully that non-existent Weasley joke shop will become a reality soon." ”

Fred and George immediately straightened the collar of their sweater, as if there was an invisible bow tie there.

"Thank you for your blessings."

"Of course we'll make it!"

"You'll know ...... then"

“…… What a precious gift you get! ”

Scott laughed with them for a few moments before returning to the Ravenclaw table.

Then he heard Malfoy's talk at the Slytherin table next door.

"We certainly can't trust house-elves! They're all monsters that can't control themselves! ”

He said loudly to his companion.

"My dad kept telling me they couldn't be trusted! They are just servants and can only do some simple household chores at best! Only a fool would believe in their magic......"

Scott glanced up, only to see a frightened gaze.

It was Morgan Avery, a first-year girl who had "followed" Travers, and it seemed that she had recovered and been discharged from the hospital.

The girl turned white the moment she met Scott's gaze, and she quickly lowered her head.

Scott's calm gaze swept over her, looking at another person staring at him.

Idric Strilner.

He sneered at Scott, looking at him like a clown.

Scott stared at him calmly.

"Big celebrity Trollope?"

Strierna stood up and walked over to the Ravenclaw table, looking at Scott condescendingly.

"Does it feel good to be in the newspapers, Trollope?"

"Not good." Scott said.

Strierna glanced at Milton, who was sitting next to Scott, and teased, "This is your real 'girlfriend'?" How? Are you inseparable from each other in love for just a few days and during the Christmas holidays? ”

As soon as these words came out, the Slytherins burst into laughter.

At this time, the professors were not in the auditorium, and the confrontation attracted the attention of all the students.

"Hey!"

Two Ravenclaw seventh-grade boys stood up.

It's Bruce and William.

"Go away, Strilna." Bruce said with a cold face.

"It's none of your business."

Strierner gave them a contemptuous look, and then said to Scott, "Why, Trollope, don't you say a few words, your 'girlfriend' is about to cry." ”

Scott glanced at Milton and saw that he was already flushed with anger.

Roger and Eddie also look angry, and Scott gives them a wink to stop them from standing up.

"Mr. Strierna."

Scott looked up at Strierna.

"Do you want to graduate from becoming a 'successful' journalist like Rita Skeeter? Or is Miss Skeeter your idol? ”

Now it was the Ravenclaw students' turn to laugh.

Not only that, but even the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students couldn't help but laugh, especially the Gryffindors, who laughed so loudly.

Strielna's expression froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

"I just wanted to warn you, Trollope." He lowered his voice and said, "Jasmine Travers' dad is still in Azkaban, you should pray that he won't escape to seek revenge on you." ”

"Thank you for your concern, Strilner."

Scott still looked at him calmly.

"But Miss Travers's death has nothing to do with me."

Strierna laughed and said, "Who knows? But she's always there to find you, whatever the reason. ”

"I see, but I think I can trust the Ministry of Magic's oversight of Azkaban." Scott said against his will.

"Then we'll see."

Strierna smirked again, slammed Bruce and William away, and turned away.

"Are you alright, Scott."

William sat down across from Scott.

"I'm fine, thank you."

Scott smiled at him and Bruce.

"Be careful, Scott."

Bruce leaned over to remind.

"Strierna is provoking you, but what he says deserves your attention."

"How?" Roger asked him.

Bruce shook his head, "All I can say is that don't think that the Travers family is no longer around, the pure-blood family is not as simple as it seems. ”

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