Scott and Harry were about to return to the Ravenclaw table when Neville suddenly walked over and handed him a glass jar.

"Scott, here's your yarrow tea." He said.

"Oh, is it done?"

Scott happily took the glass jar, opened it and sniffed it.

"I haven't tried it, but just smelling it makes me feel refreshed." He smiled at Neville and said, "Thank you, Neville. ”

Neville smiled a little embarrassedly, "I specifically consulted Professor Sprout, the yarrow tea used for divination is a bit complicated to make, so it took so long. ”

"Thank you so much." Scott patted him on the shoulder, "Come to me when you need arithmetic divination in the future, of course, it's free." ”

Neville nodded, smiling heartily.

At the end of this morning's lesson, Rimbaud, who hadn't seen Scott for a long time, flew out of the Forbidden Forest.

Scott was about to go back to his dorm room for a nap when Rimbaud landed on his shoulder.

Scott takes Rimbaud to an empty classroom where no one is around, and uses a spell to sound it before he starts talking to it.

"It's been a long time, my friend." Scott reached out and touched Rimbaud's wings, "Is my oak cabin okay?" ”

"Long time no see, Scott."

Rimbaud rubbed Scott's hand affectionately with his beak.

"Of course, the Oak Cottage is very good under my care."

"Thank you." Scott smiled.

"Oh, no thanks." Rimbaud said with some smugness, "I'm here because one of the ravens you summoned yesterday has returned to the territory. ”

Scott raised an eyebrow, "Oh? So, what news did that crow bring? ”

Rimbaud said: "The crows followed the owl to London, and the crow told me that the gentleman had lit a toy fireplace as soon as he received your letter. ”

Toy fireplaces, or small fireplaces, are a network of local flyways built by Medea.

"Really......" Scott lamented, "it seems that William has not given up magic." ”

"Of course! Who would give up magic! Rimbaud said in a natural tone.

The rest of the day, Scott and Rimbaud exchanged information about each other during the time school started.

Rimbaud tells Scott that the three families vying for Travers' legacy have recently suddenly stopped fighting each other after becoming more and more fierce with each other some time ago.

Because the battle between the three families was fierce some time ago, but there were no deaths, Rimbaud did not inform him before.

"The calm before the storm?" Scott smiled.

Because he often listens to the movements of the Slytherin table, he often hears some Slytherin students discussing during meals.

And, that Millicent who missed the back-to-school dinner? Persted has been absent until now, probably because the family is facing war and fears that they will not be safe enough at Hogwarts.

After the exchange of information, Scott spoke softly, "Let the crows stare at the three broomsticks bar from today onwards, and you will come with me on Saturday." ”

"It's okay to go together." Rimbaud hesitated and said, "But are you sure you really want to go?" What if Medea suddenly appears? ”

He said worriedly, "Didn't you say that she needs you to use arithmetic divination to calculate the Dark Lord's Horcruxes." ”

"Medea won't show up." Scott said in the affirmative, "If she shows up, William's card will be useless to me in the future." ”

"As long as it works this time!" Rimbaud yelled.

It pecked Scott's finger a little harder, "How did you get stupid, Scott!" ”

When Scott heard this, he also hesitated.

"Am I getting stupid?" He asked rhetorically.

Rimbaud said, "There's something wrong with you. ”

It pecked at his finger again, this time causing Scott to feel pain.

"You said you wouldn't venture anymore, after that summer trip to the Isle of Man." It reminded him.

Scott heard this, and he muttered, "I really don't think there's something right." ”

It's really too careless, it's not Scott!

Even though he was suspicious now, the idea that Medea wouldn't be in this meeting between me and William was still ingrained in his mind.

Why is that?

If it was reasonable to have such an idea before this, but it was clear that Rimbaud had already told him that William also had a small fireplace!

Scott suddenly felt awkward.

What's wrong with me?

He thought and thought.

Then, decisively, he drew his wand and aimed the tip of his wand at his temple.

"Stop!"

A flash of golden light flashed, and Scott was keenly aware that some of the thoughts in his mind had immediately changed.

Then he began to question his previous decision.

Why do you always subconsciously think that Medea won't appear this time?

He had been thinking that if Medea showed up, William's card would be useless to Scott.

But now that you think about it, what if William was just used here, just to lure Scott out of Hogwarts?

Although Scott can escape with the portkey at any time, the portkey itself is a gift from Medea......

This gift works well for others, but not necessarily for Medea.

Scott's face grew more and more ugly.

Why did he make up his mind to meet William from the moment he received the letter, and even subconsciously ignored the potential danger?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out the letter from the deformed lizard leather pouch on his waist and read it again.

But this time he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, and he didn't feel the urge to go to the appointment.

He picked up the letter and sniffed it, smelling a faint aroma of herbs.

At the same time, he finally sensed the magic that remained on the letterpaper, to the extreme.

Although I don't know what kind of means it was, there is no doubt that Scott was tricked when he read the letter the day before!

Hit!

Scott was still in disbelief.

He has a sense of magic and has been tricked?

There is no heavenly reason!

What kind of means actually deceived his magic perception in an instant?

"It's kind of outrageous." Scott muttered.

He wrote to William to try his luck and see if he could catch a fish, but it turned out that someone else was fishing for him as well?

"Scott! Scott! ”

Rimbaud's voice brought Scott back to his senses.

"Are you alright, Scott?" Rimbaud asked worriedly, "Your face looks terrible." ”

Scott reached out and picked up Rimbaud.

"Good thing you reminded me, Rimbaud!" He said with some trepidation.

Rimbaud smug again, "It's nothing, you're my best friend!" ”

Scott walked back and forth in the classroom.

"Nope." He frowned and said, "I have to figure out what method the other party is using!" ”

If you don't figure it out, won't you be tricked next time?

But he soon realized that his own fantasies here were of no use.

"I'm so dizzy......"

Scott muttered.

This kind of thing, of course, should be consulted by a Ravenclaw guru.

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