With no further objections from Scott, Milton even wrote the letter overnight.

The next morning, he didn't even eat breakfast, so he went to the owl's hut and sent the letter.

At the dinner table afterwards, Milton said to Scott, "This will make my father offend the Caro family, but it will also increase the Rohr family's affection for him." I guess he won't refuse my request. ”

Scott didn't say much, just thanked him solemnly.

Milton shook his head, "It's really nothing, you've helped me many times." ”

Eddie on the side smiled and said, "You two are so polite!" ”

"We're all friends." Roger reached out and put his arms around Scott and Milton's necks, "It's normal to help each other. ”

Hearing their words, Scott and Milton laughed as well.

After breakfast, the group parted, and Scott went to the eighth floor of the castle to prepare for the meeting room.

As he passed through a hallway, a wooden door emerged from the stone wall to his right, and then opened automatically.

Scott stopped.

"Good morning, Scott." Dumbledore's voice came from inside the door, "Please come in." ”

"Okay, excuse me."

Scott answered, pushed the door open and walked inside.

Upon entering, the first thing he saw was the Ravenclaw portrait on the wall.

On the wall, which hung neatly on the canvas, Ms. Ravenclaw was sitting upright in the center of the painting and smiling at him, while the other former principals were huddled together in the marginal paintings, as if afraid to approach her.

"Mentor?" Scott was a little surprised.

"Your magical mentors, Lady Ravenclaw, and Felius are visiting me." Dumbledore, sitting behind his desk, said to Scott, "She told me you had something she wanted to talk to me about. ”

Scott didn't expect Ravenclaw to give him a push.

He glanced at the Ravenclaw in surprise again, and politely greeted Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick.

"Don't worry, my apprentice." Ravenclaw gives him another encouraging smile and says, "No one in this office can divulge our secrets." ”

"Hahahaha......"

In the corner of the frame, a balding wizard laughs out loud with some flattery.

"Ms. Ravenclaw is right."

As he spoke, he took a step to the side, revealing the person he had just been blocked by his body.

The moment he saw this man, Scott's eyes widened.

It was Phineas Black, the wizard with black hair and mean-eyed features, who had been tied up with rope and a sock in his mouth.

"This guy has been snitching!" The balding wizard slapped Phineas Black on the head with a huge slap, "We've found out! ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be still angry, and punched Phineas Black in the face a few more times.

"Such beatings are not punishment, we are all portraits, we don't feel pain at all, and we don't get hurt." "Now all he cares about is fame." ”

Then, the other former headmasters also opened their mouths, insulting Phineas Black with nasty words, demanding that Dumbledore take action to completely tarnish his reputation.

"It's not advisable." Dumbledore didn't listen to them, "We can't let the dead affect the living. ”

His implication was that he didn't want this to affect Sirius, the survivor of the Black family.

Hearing his words, Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the side, also nodded.

When the other principals were about to say something more, Ravenclaw spoke.

"That's the end of it." She said in a flat tone.

The effect of her words was immediate, and the principals immediately shut up.

"Now, let my apprentice have a good chat with Dumbledore and Flitwick."

After Ravenclaw said this, he quickly disappeared from the painting.

As she left, the other principals moved as well, and the bald wizard dragged the tied Phoenix Black, and the group quickly disappeared into the painting.

Soon, the paintings on the walls were blank.

The solemnity of the Ravenclaw tutor made Scott inexplicably embarrassed, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Don't be nervous, kid." Dumbledore said kindly, "Sit down, what do you want to drink?" ”

Scott sat down.

Looking at the smile on Dumbledore's face, he suddenly relaxed.

"Black tea, no sugar, thank you." He said.

"No problem."

Dumbledore raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a cup of hot black tea immediately appeared in front of Scott.

Scott took a sip of black tea and began to talk about his interactions with Medea.

He didn't deliberately organize his language, he almost thought of where he spoke.

Neither Dumbledore nor Professor Flitwick disturbed him, just listened to him quietly.

After talking about the intersection with Medea, Scott took the silver snake necklace Medea had given him from his wrist and placed it on the table, and took out the cardboard box containing the small fireplace and Floo powder from the shape-shifting lizard skin bag.

Then, he began to tell stories about Savanna.

It was only from the first time he did arithmetic divination for Sawana that he finally stopped talking and waited for the two professors to speak.

Dumbledore was the first to speak, "It's been a good enough experience. You say, Felius, we don't go through so much when he's young. ”

There was a smile in his tone, and he didn't seem surprised by what Scott said.

"Oh sorry, I didn't even notice...... Let a young child bear this alone. Professor Flitwick was clearly remorseful, "You should have told us about your difficulties earlier, Scott. ”

Scott opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He felt guilty, and at the same time ashamed, in the face of Professor Flitwick's sincere concern.

"I'm sorry, Professor." He sincerely confessed his mistake, "The cause of the matter is my greed, and I accepted the gift of Medea. ”

Because of greed, he withheld and accepted Medea's! gifts, and later had to hide more.

Professor Flitwick shook his head, not even criticizing Scott.

He said: "I understand you, if I were fourteen or fifteen years old, I would have made the same choice as you. ”

"We've all been young." Dumbledore blinked, "Children don't like to share their little secrets with adults. ”

The two professors didn't comment too much on Scott's cover-up, but naturally talked about other things.

"It just so happens that I need a channel of communication with Miss Slytherin." Dumbledore reached for the carton and opened it on the table in front of him.

He reached for the toy-like fireplace and smiled at Professor Flitwick, "That's an interesting idea, isn't it, using Floo Network to build a secret communication channel." ”

Professor Flitwick glanced at the large fireplace in the principal's office and nodded.

He agreed: "This is a technology worth promoting to effectively improve the efficiency of people's work and life." ”

"It's a pity." Dumbledore put down the small fireplace, "Miss Slytherin didn't mean to promote. ”

He looked again at the silver snake necklace on the table in front of Scott.

"This is a Portkey with a special effect?"

He reached for the necklace and looked at it closely, then handed it to Professor Flitwick.

"It seems that there are many special inventions hidden in the wizarding world that no one knows."

Professor Flitwick looked at it with great interest, tested it with a few spells, and then returned it to Scott.

"Take it with confidence, kid." He said kindly, "While it doesn't comply with the laws of the Ministry of Magic, it will at least keep you safe, and Lady Slytherin has not tampered with this necklace." ”

Scott quickly accepted it and thanked him.

At this moment, Dumbledore opened the box of Floo powder, scooped a spoonful of the powder into the fireplace, and watched the little green fire burst into flames.

In Scott's eyes, the old headmaster at this moment is like a child who has been given a novelty toy.

"Number 001." Dumbledore was interested in stating the number that belonged to Medea.

The flames in the small fireplace jumped, and soon the voice belonging to Medea came out of it.

"Scott?" She seemed a little surprised, "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to contact me." ”

"Hello, Miss Slytherin. I'm Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore said into the small fireplace.

"Mr. Headmaster?" Medea's voice was even more surprised, "You found out what Scott's kid was hiding?" ”

"No, Scott told me on his own initiative, ma'am." Dumbledore glanced at Scott as he spoke.

This time, Medea on the other end of the small fireplace was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I really thought about it." "That's not a kid who can easily give trust," she said. ”

Hearing her say this, Scott lowered his head.

At this moment, he heard Dumbledore say in a smiling tone, "I know, it's an honor to have his trust, so it seems that I am a decent headmaster." ”

Medea sneered, "Maybe he just doesn't have a choice, and as much as I like his character, I have to say that you may not really be trusted, because Scott is a child who only sees interests in his eyes." ”

Scott looked up in amazement.

"No, you're wrong, Miss Slytherin." Dumbledore gave Scott a reassuring look, then looked down at the fireplace and said, "If you remember, the reason Scott originally wanted to meet was just to help his friend. ”

Listening to the old principal's words, Scott felt his somewhat tense expression become a little relaxed.

Medea just sneered.

"yes, I remember." "But I also remember very well that the kid named Graves didn't get his musical talent back because his friends weren't willing to make any sacrifices for him." ”