Back in the dorm, Eddie couldn't wait to ask Scott, "What the hell is going on?" Weird, isn't it? Someone is willing to be a rat for 12 years? ”

"You say he's afraid of persecution?" Roger shook his head as well, "Isn't Dumbledore still able to protect him?" ”

"What happened?" Milton asked, confused.

Scott shook his head, "Don't ask, I've been told to shut up anyway." Moreover, we are not involved in this matter. ”

"It's boring! You should trust us to keep it a secret! Eddie's curiosity is not satisfied, and he looks like he is scratching his liver.

Scott still shook his head.

He asked Milton, "Milton, did Professor Flitwick give you a certificate?" ”

Milton said happily, "I talked to Professor Flitwick for a long time, and he agreed. ”

"That's good." Scott nodded, "I think it's nice for you to get used to a Muggle life." ”

"That's what I thought too." Milton said expectantly.

Regarding Peter Pettigrew, seeing that Scott really refused to say anything, Eddie and Roger had no choice but to give up asking.

They also joined Scott and Milton in their conversation.

In order to avoid Milton making jokes in the future, the three of them tried to instruct Milton on how to adapt to Muggle life in London.

The night passed, and a new day arrived.

It was the day when the results of the year-end exams were announced, and it was also the last day for students at school.

In the morning, Scott and the others had been talking late the night before, causing all four of them to wake up a little late.

After washing, Scott glanced at his pocket watch and said to his roommates, "It's half past nine in the morning, and breakfast is gone." ”

"Let's take a look at the results first, and then go to the kitchen to find something to eat." Roger put on his robe, stretched, and walked out of the bedroom first.

"Let's go."

The four of them went to the common room together and found an envelope with their names written on it on a table in the center of the lounge.

Scott walked to the window with the envelope and sat down on the couch.

Luna poked her head out of the couch next to her and greeted, "Good morning, Scott." ”

She also has a report card in her hand.

"Good morning, Luna, how are you doing?" Scott asked as he opened the letter.

"Not bad." Luna handed the parchment in her hand.

Scott took it and looked at it, "It's very good." ”

With 7 compulsory courses, plus the first-year limited flying lessons, Luna got a total of 4 O (Excellent), 3 E (Good), and 1 A (Pass).

Handing the parchment to Luna, Scott pulled his report card out of the envelope and looked at it.

Transfiguration, Spells, PotionsE, Herbs, Astronomy, History of Magic, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Ancient Magic, Arithmetic Divinationo, Protection of Fantastic Beasts.

Scott smiled, pleased with the result.

Even the Potions Professor, who had been extremely strict in the past, gave him an e.

You know, the first two years of his Potions class exams were only A's.

"Let me see."

Roger walked over and took Scott's transcript and took a look at it.

"Oh!"

He shook his head and handed the transcript back to Scott.

"Your grades are much better than mine."

He showed his palmares to Scott.

Scott glanced at it, compared to his 6 O's, Roger only got 3, but the rest were all E, which was not bad.

Scott then looked at Milton and Eddie's results.

Milton got four O's, while Eddie had five.

After seeing the results, the four of them found the kitchen in the basement in addition to the Ravenclaw Tower.

It is close to the Hufflepuff common room.

The arrival of the four Ravenclaws caught the attention of some Hufflepuffs.

But when they saw Roger scratching a pear on a fruit painting, they all smiled at them.

At this time, the pear on the painting twisted and turned into a doorknob.

Roger pushed open the door and stepped in.

The house-elves, who were not busy in the kitchen, were as enthusiastic as ever, and the four of them had a big meal, and finally fled from the kitchen as quickly as possible.

Afterwards, Scott went to a secluded empty classroom alone, and no one let anyone see his whereabouts.

He once again infused his magic into the silver snake necklace wrapped around his hand.

Time and space change rapidly, and Scott is hooked by an invisible hook to his navel and falls to Rimbaud's territory in the forest again.

Countless crows chirped unpleasantly around him, and Scott stood up a little embarrassed.

Shaking his head, Scott pulled out his wand and cleaned up his clothes.

He still couldn't get used to the portkey.

"Scott!"

Rimbaud called his name and flew down from the huge oak tree.

"Rimbaud."

Scott waved his hand.

He came here mainly to test.

Test whether his special Portkey can teleport in a magically protected location like Hogwarts.

The results are encouraging.

Now that Hogwarts can teleport, he can basically get out of this world without any problems.

Of course, tomorrow he will be leaving, and Rimbaud will stay here for the rest of the summer.

He still has some things to do for Rimbaud.

Scott talked to Rimbaud for an hour until he was sure that Rimbaud had memorized his words.

The task he gave Rimbaud was, of course, to find out the information.

In addition to the previous orders to find Durmstrang, there is also the need to keep an eye on the events surrounding the battle for Traverses' property.

It's about whether Scott's actions will go well after that.

In Scott's conjecture, the current battle for Travers' property must have taken place.

It's just that everything will be under the water, and there will be no public coverage of this kind of thing.

If you don't go out of your way, you won't get any information.

Scott wasn't prepared to spend the entire summer in Spain.

He had quietly decided to return to England ahead of schedule.

After explaining this, Scott once again asked Rimbaud to send him to the periphery of the Forbidden Forest.

By the time Scott emerged from the Forbidden Forest, it was just in time for lunch.

In the afternoon, Scott was busy saying goodbye to some familiar seventh graders.

Today, I will graduate from the seventh grade.

"Did you really decide to go back to the Muggle world, forget about magic, go to high school, apply for university, and finally become a lawyer?"

Scott and William? Brown conversing in the common room in Ravenclaw.

"Yes, I've decided." William smiled, "This is my dream since I was a child, and it's a good thing to be able to achieve it, isn't it?" ”

He whispered, "Maybe it's time for the fantasy life that magic has brought me to an end." ”

Is it really over?

If magic is a dream, it takes almost the entire adolescence from the age of 11 to 17.

But Scott didn't get too inquisitive.

He looked at William's free and easy appearance, and he could only send his blessings.

Hopefully he will succeed and become London's premier barrister.

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