"Oh, are you involved in this?"

In the Requirement Room that night, after listening to Scott's story, the Ravenclaw in the painting looked at him with some amusement.

Saving a magical beast?

She didn't seem to expect Scott to be involved.

"It's good to make a fuss once in a while." Scott said with a smile.

He recounted the conversation he had with Dumbledore a while ago.

"So you did it on purpose?" Ravenclaw smiled playfully, "Want the Headmaster to know that you're not all who he says you are, just making the smartest choices?" ”

"It's only partly because of this," Scott said honestly, "and partly because it satisfies my curiosity about the cloak of invisibility and the time-turner, known as one of the Deathly Hallows." ”

Ravenclaw asked, "In that case, why didn't you choose all the courses in the first place?" Then you'll get a time converter. ”

"There's no need." "I don't want to waste time and energy learning something that I don't interest or use," Scott said. ”

Ravenclaw nodded, "So, what do you get?" ”

Scott shook his head, "The power of time is so mysterious that I couldn't perceive anything even if two Harry and two Hermione were present at the same time. As for the Cloak of Invisibility? Although it is much more powerful than the normal invisibility cloak, it still can't completely block my magical perception. ”

"Your sensitivity to magic is rare." "That's why you have a strong sense of perception." ”

Scott couldn't help but ask her curiously, "Do you know anything about the so-called deathly hallows cloak, invisibility cloak, resurrection stone, and Elder Wand?" ”

"What do you think? Do you think the Grim Reaper really exists? Ravenclaw asked rhetorically.

Scott shook his head, "I don't know, I just think that even if there really is a god of death, he won't be a real god, maybe he's just an unusually powerful wizard." ”

"Interesting statement." Ravenclaw didn't answer Scott's question head-on, "The so-called Deathly Hallows, you can think of them as powerful alchemical items. ”

Scott nodded.

Can it be seen? That said, he thought, maybe they weren't really alchemical items?

Although the question was not thoroughly answered, Scott did not follow up on it.

Because if you could tell him, Ravenclaw wouldn't hide it.

Since Ravenclaw was somewhat vague, it wasn't for Scott to know, at least not for now.

"I know you're curious, but remember, don't touch the time."

When Scott said goodbye to the painted Ravenclaw and left, the mentor gave an admonition.

Scott earnestly agreed.

The next day, Scott and his roommates boarded the express train out of Hogwarts.

In the afternoon, Scott flew alone to Madrid, Spain.

It was his cousin Ramiro who drove to Barajas Airport to pick him up.

"Oh, my dear little cousin." Ramiro greeted Scott with a bear hug, "You've completed a new magical journey!" ”

Scott could only learn from his cheekiness and turn a blind eye to the curious eyes of those around him.

Back home, Emilia also gave Scott a warm hug at the first time.

"Long time no see, my dear son. Every time I see you finish a semester, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She said to Scott.

Scott couldn't help but laugh, "Hogwarts isn't the scariest place you think, Mom. ”

"Millie is just too worried about you." Michael said, "You don't allow us to write to you." ”

"I'm sorry, Dad."

Scott was a little helpless, he couldn't give others the possibility of finding their home through the owl.

Of course, Michael and Emilia are not wizards, their names have no magical powers, and ordinary owls can't find them, only Shay, who is already familiar with this place, can fly back.

After being reunited with his parents, Scott had a great Christmas.

Since he magically blocked his name after leaving England, all the owls couldn't find him, so he didn't receive Christmas gifts from anyone but his parents.

As for the gifts he gave to other people, he sent the orders and money to the stores before the holidays, and they would send them to his professors and friends according to the orders.

On the first day after Christmas, Scott received a call from Rimbaud on his cellphone.

"Are you alright, Scott. I have to tell you that things are getting more and more bizarre. Rimbaud said to Scott on the phone.

"What's wrong?" Scott asked curiously.

Rimbaud gave the latest news, "Yaxley, Perster, and Foley have reconciled. ”

Scott felt a big question mark jumping over his head, "What? ”

"Yes, you heard it right, they reconciled." Rimbaud said, "They inherited the Travers family's legacy as quickly as they could, and the Ministry of Magic and the rest of the family didn't react at all." ”

"What's going on." Scott asked.

Rimbaud gave the answer, "The green-robed man intervened. ”

"Medea?" Scott snorted, "You weren't found by her, were you?" ”

"It's a good thing that the female devil didn't show up." Rimbaud also seemed to have some apprehensions.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

"In short, with the intervention of a few green-robed people, the three families divided their interests, so they shook hands and reconciled."

Rimbaud began to elaborate on what he knew.

"The last to inherit Travers's name is the son of the Foley family, who is engaged to the girl of the Birds, and the Birdse and the Yaxley family should receive some gifts of property."

"I see." Scott sighed, "And the Yaxley family will get a little more." ”

"Perhaps, that's all I can know." Rimbaud said.

Scott was a little upset.

His revenge against the Yaxley family did not have the desired result.

Scott took out the heirs of Yaxley himself, and the candidacy resulted in them missing out on Travers's legacy, which was the full result of his revenge.

Although the loss of the Yaxley family is not small, but in the end, there was a so-called "divine turn", and Scott still felt unhappy.

Medea's entry in particular means that things are changing more and more unpredictable.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, putting the matter aside for a moment, and instead asked about his other enemies, Carlo and Rohr.

"It's a shame that Carlo and Rohr didn't choose to go back to the UK for Christmas." Rimbaud said.

Scott frowned.

He didn't expect the other side to go well either.

"Wait for me, my friend." He said to Rimbaud on the other end of the line, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, and I'll be back at the Oak Cottage tomorrow." ”

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