On Saturday, there was a Quidditch match between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, but Scott still walked into the Requirement Room early in the morning with a full day's food.

"Good morning, Helena."

Scott walks into Helena's study, closes the door, and greets Helena, the girl in the painting.

The girl in the painting is now in an oil painting depicting an interior scene.

She sat in a chair with her back to the picture, her fingers pinching a thin silver spoon in a porcelain cup.

"Good morning, Scott."

In response to Scott, her voice was a little perfunctory, and she didn't even look back.

Scott smiled, that's the consequence of being too familiar.

Scott didn't stay in the room where the Ravenclaw portrait was located all the time when he was studying here.

It should be said that in addition to asking his tutor for advice, he spends most of his time studying on his own in this study.

Probably because they have been in the same room for too long, and after they are thoroughly familiar with the girl Helena in the painting, they no longer have curiosity about him, and they have lost their original enthusiastic attitude.

"I want to ...... I need you to open the door for me, Helena. Scott said helplessly.

"Yes, I need to open the door for you."

Helena threw down the silver spoon in her hand and slowly stood up.

She turned to the side and complained, "I shouldn't have agreed to take charge of this errand in the first place, God knows, I just wanted to embarrass Helena when she came here." ”

She walked through several paintings until she finally reached the largest landscape painting.

The frame is removed, and the wooden door emerges.

"Alright, let's get inside." Helena in the painting waved her hand.

"Thank you."

Scott pushed open the door and walked in, bowing respectfully to the Ravenclaw in the painting.

"Good morning, mentor."

"You're here." Ravenclaw in the painting looks up, "Let's get started." ”

Scott walked to his seat and sat down, pulled out his notebook, and began to ask his mentor questions he had recorded during the week.

No matter what his questions are related to, Ravenclaw always gives answers without thinking and helps him expand his knowledge.

All Scott had to do was ask questions and take in the knowledge with all his attention, which he would need, of course, to digest later.

Fortunately, after this period of training in Ravenclaw, Scott has been able to absorb and digest knowledge very quickly.

As Ravenclaw said, the mind also needs to be constantly exercised, and only the mind that is used regularly will become smarter.

Towards noon, Scott finished his accumulated questions and was given an hour's rest.

He consciously exited the room where the Ravenclaw portrait was located, and munched on a sandwich in the outer study.

"Remember to keep it clean!" Helena, the girl in the painting, reminded loudly.

She has a problem with Scott's behavior in eating in the study.

"Hey, I've never soiled this study!" Scott felt wronged.

He suspected Helena was jealous that he could eat.

"Of course, I'm just reminding you." Helena said angrily.

She still sits in the chair in the interior painting, stirring the porcelain cup with a silver spoon.

Scott ignored her and concentrated on nibbling on the sandwich.

"Hey!" Helena in the painting spoke up again, "Why are you eating that shabby food?" It definitely doesn't taste good. ”

"Hmm." Scott swallowed the food in his mouth and replied perfunctorily, "It's not good, indeed." ”

Sure enough, Helena was jealous that he could eat!

"I knew it!"

Helena, who heard Scott's answer, said proudly.

Scott nodded perfunctorily again.

After lunch, Scott casually found a book in the study to read.

Due to the difference between the magic spells of a thousand years ago and the modern magic system, most of the books that recorded magic spells in this study no longer have much learning value.

Instead, it was books about the lives or adventures of wizards thousands of years ago that intrigued Scott.

He even saw a lot of anecdotes about the ancestors of pure-blood families that have been passed down to this day.

For example, the author of this book writes that he had a duel with a wizard named Black.

The book's depiction of the Black family ancestor is so unceremonious that he even calls him "that damn treacherous old dog".

Of course, Scott also found some interesting knowledge, or less plausible ideas, in these books.

For example, the book he was reading had the author of the book he was reading, arguing that wizards were actually magical creatures in human form.

He observed that magical beasts' magic was instinctive, but wizards had forgotten about it.

He even believed that the presence of spells and wands suppressed the wizard's instincts.

In order to awaken this instinct of his own, he lived alone in the wilderness naked, drinking blood for several years, but of course failed.

This book is his "experimental" journal.

"Oh, that book was written by a madman." Helena accosted Scott again, "It's just a joke, it's worthless!" ”

"I just read it as a joke book," Scott said, "and it's my relaxation time." ”

The author of this book is probably really a madman, and he has also infiltrated various groups of magical beasts in an attempt to disguise himself as one of them.

Unfortunately, most of the time he was quickly driven away.

At the end of the break, Scott put the "joke book" back on the shelf, sat down at Helena's desk, and began to digest the knowledge he had received throughout the week, including that morning.

Dinner was still hastily served, and he stayed until before curfew.

By this time, Hogwarts Castle had become quiet, and no one was still roaming outside of the dormitory.

Now the Weasley twins, who are busy tinkering with inventions and trying to make money, basically don't do any more night tours.

Scott skillfully saved some time going downstairs through a few secret passages and made his way back to the Ravenclaw Tower as fast as he could.

"How to use the knowledge of herbology to prevent evil ghosts?"

Today's eagle-shaped bronze knocker does not ask the kind of brainteaser question, but a normal test of knowledge.

"Wear a wreath made of blackberries." Scott said.

"Correct."

The door opened, and Scott strode inside.

The common room was silent, all the lights had been extinguished, even the fire in the fireplace seemed to be running out.

Although the common room looked empty, Scott purposefully walked to the couch in front of the fireplace with his back to the door.

"Good evening, Luna."

He woke up the girl who was curled up on the couch and napping.

"Oh good evening, Scott." Luna rubbed her eyes, "Eddie said you didn't come back, I was waiting for you." ”

"Something?"

Scott sat down on the couch next to him, drew his wand and threw a fire charm into the fireplace.

The flames in the fireplace "bang" and soared.

"You didn't go to Quidditch today, Slytherin won Hufflepuff."

Luna slid from the couch to the carpet, crouched by the fireplace, and placed a silver kettle to heat up by the fire.

"Thestrals' disappearance."

She spoke a little inverted.

"In the afternoon, Hagrid told me that Professor Dumbledore had found some clues in the forest."

Scott asked curiously, "Have they found out where the Thestrals are?" ”

Luna shook her head, "They found the place where Thestrals had disappeared, in the forest outside the Forbidden Forest, where Hagrid said there were still traces of blood and spells. ”

"The blood that lured the Thestrals?" Scott muttered.

Luna said, "Professor Dumbledore's conclusion is that the Thestrals were led all the way there with blood, and then controlled by the powerful Confusion Charm and flew away. Of course, that's what Hagrid told me. ”

"The Ministry of Magic must be involved in this matter as well." Scott guessed, "After all, Thestrals are also dangerous magical creatures, and the prisoner who stole them is likely to be a dark wizard who specializes in smuggling magical animals." ”

"You're right." Luna lifted the blackened silver kettle, "Hagrid said Professor Dumbledore had informed the Ministry of Magic. ”

She stood up and walked to the table next to her, carefully pouring the water from the kettle into two cups and handing Scott one.

"Thank you."

Scott took the cup and looked at it, and saw that it was hot cocoa.

"I wish the Ministry of Magic could get them back, but I don't think there's much hope, my dad says the Ministry of Magic has never done anything great."

Luna squatted down on the couch with the cup in her hand, and spoke in a fluctuating voice.

"I wrote to my dad, and he has decided to publish it in the next issue of Contrarian magazine, calling on all readers to help find the whereabouts of the Thestrals."

"It's a good thing, maybe it's going to work." Scott said with a smile.

Luna said in a somewhat worried tone, "Hagrid is very sad, he just sent away his other good friend and his family last year, and now he has lost Uu and his people. ”

Listening to her words, Scott was a little embarrassed, so he buried his head and took a sip of hot cocoa.

Hagrid's other good friend is probably Aragog, the eight-eyed spider who originally lived in the Forbidden Forest.

The old eighty thousand spiders and their wife, Mosag, and their countless children and grandchildren were brutally killed by Scott last year.

Not a single one is left.

This is a secret that only a few people know about at Hogwarts.

Luckily, Luna was staring at the fire in the fireplace, not at Scott.

Otherwise, Scott didn't know if he could hide his emotions from her.

After a while, Scott suggested, "Maybe they can ask Professor Trelawney to tell the Thestrals where they're going." In the absence of known conditions, I am not able to calculate with arithmetic divination. ”

Luna turned to look at him, "Oh, Professor Trelawney, some say she's accurate in divination, others think she's a liar. ”

"I think there's a reason why she's been able to stay at Hogwarts for so many years." Scott said with a smile.

"I'll tell Hagrid about your suggestion tomorrow." Luna was eager to give it a try, "Professor Trelawney's class, I'm going to try it out next year." ”

"Of course, you can try it out and see if you have a talent for divination." Scott pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time, then urged Luna, "You should go back to your dorm and sleep, Luna." ”

"Okay."

Luna drank the hot cocoa in her hand in one gulp, stood up and placed the cup on the table.

"Good night!"

With a wave of her hand, she climbed the stairs back to her bedroom.

"Good night."

Scott also put down his cup and walked up the stairs of the male dormitory.

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