Listening to the old druid's categorical words, Scott was silent.

An uneasiness swelled in his heart.

Because something seems too coincidental.

He had just gotten the hide this summer, and he had learned about the adventures that had been passed down thousands of years ago, and now he was using it.

Is it really just because of his luck?

Then he heard the old druid ask him, "Why, are you scared, boy?" ”

Scott looked up at him.

"It's normal to be scared." The old druid looked at him and said, "Because for millennia, we druids have never thought of going there to recover the Heart of the Sacred Tree." ”

Sawana on the side frowned, "It seems that I can only wait for Aaron's guy to come out of the shelter of the sacred tree, I don't know if it's too late......"

The old druid looked at her and said mercilessly, "It's a matter of luck." If Aaron's boy hadn't recovered when Slytherin had come out of the Holy Land, he would have lost all chance of recovery...... However, even so, it was his own doing. ”

Savana's eyes widened in surprise, "How could it be ......?"

Old Druid said, "Slytherin will only rudely break through the passage, which will cause further damage to the sacred tree, and Aaron will not be able to avoid being protected by the power of the sacred tree." ”

"I'm ......," Savanna glanced at Scott and turned to face her grandfather, "I think I can take care of retrieving the Heart of the Sacred Tree." ”

The old druid shook his head.

"You want to save your brother, and this kid." He glared at Scott, "But I won't agree, you're the new priest, and you have your own responsibilities." ”

Sawana wanted to say something, but the old druid waved her hand directly.

"Die, you can't guarantee that you'll get out of there safely."

He looked at Scott again.

"I've already told you what to say, and it's up to you to decide what to do. Don't come back to the Sea of Oaks until you've made a decision. ”

As he spoke, he had already assumed the pose of sending off the guest.

"Grandfather." Sawanna looked at him dissatisfied.

The old druid's loose eyelids drooped, obscuring his vision.

"Savanna, my granddaughter. You should understand that from the moment you officially become a priest, you are already disqualified from intermarrying with foreigners. ”

Sawanna's face turned red instantly.

"No...... No...... What nonsense are you talking about, grandfather! ”

"You should know it yourself." The old druid said coldly.

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson made Scott extremely embarrassed.

He bowed politely to the old druid, "Thank you for the tip, Mr. Doherty, I'll think it through." ”

"Ahem, then, let's go."

Professor Flitwick reached out and asked Scottra to hold him.

Scott nodded, placing his hand on Professor Flitwick's arm, "Goodbye, Mr. Doherty, and Sawanna, thank you for your help. ”

Rimbaud also flew up and landed on Professor Flitwick's shoulder.

At this moment, the old druid suddenly spoke, "I forgot to remind you that you can't fly around with magic here. ”

It seems to mean that apparition is forbidden.

Scott reached out and let Professor Flitwick and Rimbaud touch the silver snake necklace in his hand.

The portkey activated, and they instantly traveled from the sea of oaks in Ireland to the forest in the Scottish Highlands.

"Oh, here's ......"

Professor Flitwick looked up and looked around, amazed at the crows that lived there.

Scott explained to him, "This is in the forest outside of the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, Professor. ”

He touched Rimbaud, who had stopped on his shoulder.

"Rimbaud has become the king of the ravens of the forest, so the crows have gathered here."

"It's incredible." Professor Flitwick said with a smile.

Scott made Rimbaud bigger and had him carry himself and Professor Flitwick back to Hogwarts.

They then went to Professor Flitwick's office, where they sat on the couch drinking tea and chatting.

Scott took out the blank frame he had brought with him, called out the portrait of Ravenclaw, and told her what had happened today.

“…… In short, it's not what I imagined. "We didn't get to see the rest of the Doherty family." ”

Professor Flitwick said, "This is normal for the druids, at least Mr. Doherty, who has the highest position in the family, is willing to talk to us about it." It's a pity ......"

The professor sighed.

Scott understood what he had to say.

It's a pity that although Sawanna's grandfather tended to take the initiative and was willing to open the passage, the passage could not be opened for objective reasons.

"A tower that extends to the center of the earth?" Ravenclaw shook his head, "Even I've only heard the legend, and I didn't even take it seriously in the past. ”

"My opinion is that you'd better not take any chances, Scott." Professor Flitwick said.

"I ......"

Scott remembered what Luna had said to him.

"You really should go, but the Sea of Oaks isn't the end of your journey."

Perhaps, he will indeed go to the center of the earth to extend a tower.

"You've got a lot of time to think about, Scott." "Don't forget, according to the text on that hide, you'll need the longest day of the year to enter the Tower of the Damned," Ravenclaw's voice said. ”

Professor Flitwick immediately said, "Oh, the longest day of the year is June 21st!" You'll have to wait until next summer vacation to get a chance! ”

"The island of the Arctic islands, the longest day, the place where the shadows of the standing stones point to."

Scott pronounced the pointer.

He hadn't looked into it before, but now he looked at it......

"The shadow of the stone changes in a day, what the hell ......is this sentence?"

"If it doesn't specifically state, then it should be the direction where the shadow points when the sun rises." Ravenclaw said.

"I didn't think it was necessary for that day to pass, and with that knowledge, the position of the shadow on that day could be calculated." ”

Ravenclaw shook his head, "Since the date is emphasized, it means that the entrance to the Tower of the Damned will only appear on that day." Of course, you can also try to find it. ”

Scott turned to look at Professor Flitwick.

"Oh, I can accompany you there." Professor Flitwick said good-naturedly.

After lunch, Scott was apparitioned by Professor Flitwick to Merlanne Island.

They searched for an afternoon near the Standing Rock of Stennes and even spread the range to a 5-kilometer radius around the Standing Rock, including Lake Stannis and Lake Harry, which are connected to the Standing Stone, and the Brodgay Stone Circle, another prehistoric site not far away, but still found nothing.

Even though Scott used his magical perception to inspect every inch of land around the standing stone, he still didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Looking up at the wind-eroded boulders, Scott could only confirm that the Ravenclaw Mentor's conjecture was correct.

"Don't be frustrated, kid." Professor Flitwick patted him on the arm, "Remember, the prophecy reveals your victory, so stay optimistic no matter what. ”

Scott breathed a sigh of relief and quickly adjusted his mindset.

"I see, thank you, Professor."

He didn't want to return to Hogwarts, so he begged Professor Flitwick to send him to London.

Hearing that he was going to St. Mungo to see Roger again, Professor Flitwick accompanied him to Roger's hospital room.

At this time, Roger had already woken up.

"Oh, Scott, Professor!"

Roger, though still a little sluggish, seems to be moving on to business as usual.

"We're getting ready to be discharged."

Roger's father, Mr. Davis, said.

Professor Flitwick, who had just come to see, cared about Roger and left quickly, while Scott was invited by Roger and Mr. Davis to his house.

"It feels like I've been running around all summer."

In the car, Scott said to Roger.

"I used to live in Weasley's house, and now I'm living in yours."

Mr. Davis laughed and said, "Oh, you are all welcome to our house, and Roger's mother has long wanted to see you." ”

Upon arriving at Davis's house, Scott was greeted warmly by Mrs. Davis.

In the evening, Roger, who was not in good spirits, went to bed early, and Scott stayed alone in the guest room of Davis's house.

With nothing to do, he lay down in bed and began to sort out his magic in his head.

The first is the spell.

His spell talent and level are not top-notch.

Although there are many spells that I have learned and can use, I don't really have the signature spells that I am really good at.

In the battles that have always been, whether it is a head-to-head battle or an assassination sneak attack, he relies more on the transformation charm that he is good at.

In the past, he arbitrarily divided his ideal Transfiguration into four stages, and now he is undoubtedly in the third stage.

He has been able to smoothly combine Transfiguration with the effects of magic circuits or spells, and can instantly create this superimposed magic.

In the process of learning from Tutor Ravenclaw, he also gained a lot of magic circuits with different effects.

It's just that I haven't sorted it out well, and because of the limited magic power, these are just not yet fully combat power.

Obviously he had already thought about taking the "summoner" route, but all along, his real partner was only Rimbaud.

The other "summoned beasts" are all generated by instant transformation, and they are destroyed when used.

Maybe he should think about it, like he did for Rimbaud in the beginning, design a few more useful "summoned beasts", and form some more fixed combinations to deal with various situations.

Thinking of this, Scott sat up from the bed, took out his notebook and pen, and began to write.

The first is the fire raven.

The fire ravens he had used many times before were so good that he decided to keep them.

However, in order to avoid having to recreate a new fire raven with Transfiguration every time, he decided to give this "summoned beast" the attribute that could sleep.

When they are not needed to fight, they revert back into a deep sleep and no longer produce flames, even the same as dead things.

Perhaps, it is also necessary to find a material that goes better with the flames......

And, of course, like Rimbaud, set some memories for them.

Scott thought about it for a moment and decided to set up only one of the smartest fire ravens as the leader.

The rest of the fire ravens don't need much intelligence, they just need to follow orders, just like Rimbaud led a flock of ravens into battle.

"Now that Rimbaud is gone, let's have another Edgar Allan Poe."

He soon decided on the name of the Raven Commander and began to compile the story that belonged to Edgar Allan Poe.

Of course, with his current magic power, he couldn't make a product of the same level as Rimbaud, so he decided to wait until he had drunk the potion before trying.

It took more than an hour for Scott to set up the "summoned beast" of the fire attribute and decided to have another water attribute.

Thinking back to the water attribute magic circuit he had mastered, he quickly had an idea.

He pulled out another notebook and flipped through it quickly.

"Maybe these two magic circuits can be combined......"

The two water attribute magic circuits he selected, one he called [Water Prison], and the other he called [Water Knife].

Of course, they weren't originally called like that, but for the sake of memorization and organization, he gave all the magic circuits new names that were self-explanatory.

It's like the magic circuit used by the fire crow, which originally came from the secret recipe of the [Arson Ring], which he later called [Fireline].

In this way, he put aside the premise and began to indulge in experimenting with new combinations of magical circuits.

If he can combine the effects of [Water Prison] and [Water Knife], he will be able to obtain a "summoned beast" that can be attacked, defended, and controlled......

The next day, when Scott woke up, it was nearly noon.

The first time I came to Davis's house, I slept a lot, which made Scott quite embarrassed.

Fortunately, after going downstairs, he only saw Roger home alone.

"What were you doing last night, brother?" Roger asked curiously, "I heard my dad say that when he got up at three in the morning to go to the bathroom, he saw that the lights in the guest room were still on." ”

Scott pulled out his notebook and opened it for him to see.

"Oh, take it, I'll get dizzy when I see them."

Roger lost interest as soon as he saw the dense ancient magic text on his notebook.

"Maybe I should have been assigned to Hufflepuff in the first place." He said.

Scott disagreed: "While you don't have overt Ravenclaw traits, you're not like a Hufflepuff even more." ”

"Hey! You know I'm just joking! Roger said unhappily.

Scott shrugged, "I'm joking, too. Well, you don't lack intelligence, but maybe you're not so obsessed with something, or rather, hobbies, and that's what sets you apart from other Ravenclaws. ”

Roger asked, "Am I not obsessed with Quidditch enough?" ”

Scott raised an eyebrow, "Everybody loves Quidditch, and you're not obsessed with Quidditch as a future career. ”

"Well, I'll admit you're right." Roger grinned and said, "But I'm still a Ravenclaw." ”

"No one said you weren't."

Scott pulled out another notebook and asked Roger to give advice to his "summoned beast".

"Only two ...... have been identified"

"Hey, it's like playing a video game." Roger was intrigued by Scott's illustrated setting, "Why are they all animals?" If it were me, I would design a beautiful girl who could fight alongside me! ”

"You should know that Transfiguration can't conjure humans."

"Well, that's a pity, tsk, it's a good design, but I think it'......"

Scott spent the last few days of the summer vacation at the Davis house.

When Eddie found out, he often ran over to play with them.

Three days before school started, Milton finally returned to England, and together they went to Diagon Alley to buy new textbooks.

With the arrival of September 1st, the new school year begins.

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