Hearing the news brought by Rimbaud, Scott asked curiously, "Do you know how many people are still in the Bock family?" ”

Rimbaud said: "This could be in Bogin? Mr. Bock's funeral is best known. ”

"It's also very important." Scott commanded, "Send some clever crows to figure it out." ”

Rimbaud flapped his wings and said proudly, "Of course, the crows that monitor the Bock family now are the crows that have followed me the longest, and they are much smarter than ordinary crows. ”

"They found the address of the Bock family?" Scott was a little surprised.

"The crows are following the people of the Bock family all the way back." Rimbaud replied.

Scott quickly figured it out as well.

The people of the Bock family probably need to transport the coffin, which needs to be more particular, and it is not convenient to borrow the Floo network or use the illusion to shift.

Rimbaud jumped off the ledge and landed on Scott's shoulder, "It's a pity that the crows haven't found out where the Yaxley family's manor is, which leads to the general information they have heard. ”

Scott thought for a moment and gave it an idea, "There's a great opportunity now." ”

"What is it?" Rimbaud asked curiously.

Scott said, "Gak? Yaxley won the All England Wizarding Duel Tournament, and in order to build up momentum for him, the Yaxley family would definitely throw a big banquet and invite guests. ”

"So?" Rimbaud tilted his head in confusion.

"Pure-blood families always cling to some old traditions to show off their heritage, and I've heard that some families even ride the flying carriage when they go to feasts."

Scott smiled and touched Rimbaud's somewhat hard wings.

"Just figure out the date of the banquet and pay attention to the wizard's carriages that appear everywhere, and you can find the location of the Yaxley family manor."

"I see!" Rimbaud nodded repeatedly.

"Although Gak? Yaxley won the championship the day before yesterday, but pure-blood families always like to be a little more elaborate when hosting banquets. ”

Scott continued.

"Either you have an invitation to your door, or you need to send an invitation, and you still need to get a reply from the guest, so you guess the banquet will be held in the next few days."

At this moment, Scott also thought about sneaking into the dinner party himself and attacking the Yaxley family.

But he quickly extinguished such thoughts.

With his current strength, it was still too risky to do so, and there was no need.

Take your time.

He admonished himself inwardly.

It's better to wait, and wait until you find out the specific strength of the Yaxley family before you start.

Scott smiled, looking down at the vast forest in front of him.

He's very vindictive.

Rimbaud got Scott's advice and sprang into action.

A large number of crows flew out of the forest, and the territory suddenly became clear.

Scott kept an eye on his unfinished potion, which he had to stir every 3 hours, so he didn't sleep at all that night and finished his summer homework.

The next morning, the ritual potion was finally made, and Scott fell asleep.

Before dark, Rimbaud flew into the cabin and woke him up.

"Scott! Wake up! Wake up! ”

Scott heard the shouts and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong, Rimbaud?"

He sat up and leaned back on the head of the bed.

"New Moon Night!" Rimbaud flew to the windowsill again, "Don't forget that today is the night of the new moon." ”

"I almost forgot."

Scott lifted the blanket from his body and walked barefoot to the door, looking at the sun's sinking surface.

The cool evening wind ruffled his hair, and he turned to the raven with a smile and said, "Thank you, Rimbaud." ”

"No thanks." Rimbaud looked up, "After all, I want to know how you hid your house!" ”

"Then please wait and see."

Scott hastily got some food to eat, then sat on the floor in the doorway again, waiting for the crescent moon to rise.

"By the way, I have a new piece of news that I haven't told you yet." Rimbaud also fell from the windowsill to the floor.

Scott leaned against the door frame and turned his head to look at it.

"Bokin? Bock's funeral took place 3 days later. Rimbaud said, "By the way, his original name was Karaktakus?" Bock, except that people usually call him Mr. Bokin. ”

"Hmm."

Scott only replied softly.

He didn't care what the real name of a dead man was.

And at this time, he was simulating the process of casting the Loyalty Spell in his mind.

The sun is almost setting.

He must seize the rising moon of the new moon, and the moment is fleeting.

"It's about to start."

When the last golden rays of the sun sank into the horizon, Scott stood up.

He walked back into the room, activating [amputated armbone] before picking up the ritual potion on the table and his wand.

"The crescent moon has appeared!" Rimbaud shouted excitedly.

Scott hurriedly walked out the door and looked at the unclear outline of the crescent moon in the sky.

"Now is it."

He tilted his head and drank the ritual potion.

Then, he began to concentrate on using his magic power to reconcile the powers that belonged to the potion.

At the same time, the wand in his hand sliced in a winding arc through the air, and his mouth recited long, awkward, poetry-like incantations.

Gradually, Scott's body seemed to be shrouded in silver moonlight, draped in a veil like water.

That's the power of potion blessings.

At this moment, Scott's mind sketched out in detail the secret he wanted to hide - the cabin behind him.

As the incantation in his mouth drew to a close, he suddenly turned his wand to his heart.

A silver glow flew out of his wand and connected to his heart.

The silver "moonlight" that shrouded him in the tulle around him suddenly became solid, becoming more and more transparent as time passed.

Scott felt as if he was encased in a large, transparent crystal.

When he felt that the potion power in his body had completely dissipated, the "crystal" that wrapped around him suddenly shattered, turning into bits of light and dissipating.

"It's gone!" Rimbaud suddenly flew up and shouted, "It's really gone!" ”

Scott took a few breaths.

The Loyalty Spell may not seem difficult, but the difficulty in casting it lies in how quickly you can use your magic power to reconcile the power of powerful potions.

As long as the potion power is slightly active, it will cause the spell to fail.

Fortunately, he has a strong sense of perception, and he succeeded in the first attempt!

He looked behind him.

The cabin had indeed vanished before his eyes, and beneath his feet was a huge empty bird's nest.

However, in the blink of an eye, as if the curtain had been drawn in the air, the cabin suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was still standing on the floor at the door of the hut.

"Come up." Scott held out his hand.

Rimbaud obediently landed on his arm.

"See, my cabin." Scott asked with a smile.

"Oh incredible! I see it! Rimbaud flew up again with excitement, "It's so much fun!" ”

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