Chapter 388
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 388
Scott walked into the Forbidden Forest.
In his magic perception, Graplan has been standing still.
At the same time, he could also feel that the woman's eyes had been staring at him.
But Graplan said nothing more, and Scott didn't look back.
He walked a certain distance towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and after confirming that there was no one around with magic power perception again, he input magic power into the silver snake-shaped necklace on his left wrist, and instantly jumped the distance of space.
In the blink of an eye, Scott was already standing in the depths of the forest, far away from the Forbidden Forest, in the territory of crows surrounded by oak trees.
"Quack! Quack..."
His sudden appearance alarmed the crows on the surrounding oak trees, and in an instant, unpleasant cries came and went.
"quack……"
Several crows flew down from the tree and circled around him.
"Isn't Rimbaud here?" Scott asked. "Go and call it back."
"quack……"
The crows obviously understood what he meant, and after calling a few times, they flew directly into the sky.
After Scott looked up and watched them disappear from his sight, he took out his broomstick from the deformed lizard skin bag, and flew towards the top of the largest oak tree.
When he reached a certain height, the oak tree hut hidden by magic suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Scott landed on the wooden floor under the eaves, making a few clear footprints in the dust.
He put down the broom in his hand, took out his wand and started cleaning.
Fortunately, the inside of the cabin was much cleaner than the outside, and the room was small, so he quickly finished the cleaning work.
Taking out the quilt from the cabinet and making the bed, Scott lay on the bed with his arms under his head.
Just as he was emptying his mind and falling asleep, he suddenly felt a vibration in his chest.
Scott woke up instantly.
He sat up and took out the identity card of the Scholars Union from the inner pocket of his robe with a curious expression.
The card continued to vibrate briefly in his hand, and then fell silent again.
Scott curiously entered the magic power, and the card in his hand began to expand, turning into [Book of Prometheus].
He opened the book, and saw an owl outlined in simple lines on the blank page, with its flapping wings and a letter in its mouth.
Scott raised his eyebrows, stretched out his finger and clicked on this cute-looking owl.
The lined owl opened its beak, and the letter began to fall.
The letter was automatically disassembled during the fall, and the letter was instantly enlarged after flying out, quickly occupying the entire page.
[Scott Trollope, hello.
Welcome to the Scholars Union.
Sorry, just now, Stephanie told me about you.
Yes, your guess is not wrong, I think you are smart enough to have guessed this point—it is not Stephanie's decision to recruit you into the Scholars Union, but my idea. ]
Seeing this, Scott gave a slight "tsk".
The guy behind Stephanie Graplan, just jumping out so eagerly.
He continued to read with curiosity.
[Although we have not met, I know you very well and appreciate you very much. ]
"Mystery." Scott couldn't help muttering.
[I know, maybe you won't believe it, but I really know you well.
Including some of the things you have done. ]
Although Scott still didn't believe the other party's words, his mood inevitably became a little dignified.
[But please rest assured, as I said, I appreciate you very much, so I will not do anything against you.
Anyway, I just wanted to say hello to you this time.
You are a smart and gifted kid, I hope we can get along well in the future.
BB]
Scott looked at the letter presented on the page and didn't move for a while.
He was thinking about what the other party said, trying to judge whether the other party really knew something.
He reviewed his secrets, thinking about the possibility of being discovered.
It is undeniable that the things he has done, especially the murder incident, are not completely flawless, and it is possible for someone to discover some clues.
But after thinking about it, he still felt that no one could produce any evidence against him.
After thinking this through, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Some doubts are nothing, after the death of Travers, the senior Auror Kingsley Shaker also doubted him.
But as long as there is no evidence, he has nothing to worry about.
Scott looked at the weather outside the window, got up from the bed, walked to the desk and sat down with [Book of Prometheus] in his arms.
He looked at the letter on the page again, thought about it, and closed it directly.
He wasn't ready to respond.
At this time, no matter how he responds, he will fall into the opponent's rhythm.
No matter whether he is asking about the other party's identity, or trying to find out what the other party knows, the other party will take the initiative.
And think about it the other way around...
The other party asked Graplan to recruit him into the Scholar's Alliance, and after he saw that Graplan was not the one who made the decisions, he contacted him, and even deliberately wrote some seemingly ambiguous words in the letter...
All kinds of behaviors showed that the other party was plotting against him.
In this case, Scott felt that he did not need to worry, but the calmer the better.
Now let's see who can't hold his breath first.
No matter what the other party wants from him, there will be a day when the fox's tail will be revealed.
Thinking of this, he smiled and decided to put this matter aside for the time being.
He closed the [Book of Prometheus], let it turn back into a card, and took a piece of parchment from the shapeshifting lizard pouch to read.
This was the last time he exchanged credits for knowledge about Animagus.
In fact, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, Scott has almost done the preparations for the advanced body deformation technique of Animagus.
Whether it is the principle of magic or the steps of the ceremony, he has already understood it by heart.
The reason why he hasn't tried it yet is because he wants to be a little more secure.
In addition, there is another most direct reason——
His Patronus Charm still couldn't be fully released.
In fact, he knew the reason why he couldn't release completely.
Releasing the Patronus Charm requires mobilizing one's happiest memory and using emotions to guide the release of the spell, but Scott always feels that something is missing when mobilizing emotions.
In short, having past life memories is not all good news for Scott.
Of course, the worst disadvantage is that this time-traveling memory gave him a troublesome status as a [non-surviving person].
In addition to this biggest trouble, this memory will also cause him some not serious troubles in the process of learning the spell.
Just like his choice of "happiest memory" in the process of releasing the Patronus Charm.
When he first learned this spell, he would subconsciously mobilize the happy memories of his previous life.
But I don't know why, the joyful emotions brought by those memories are like scratching the surface, and there is little guidance for the spell.
Later, when Scott chose the happy memory that belongs to this life, he released the Patronus Charm and it started to go smoothly——
He was able to successfully summon the illusory silver spherical smoke.
However, due to some of his unknown struggles, he never made it past the last step.
Although Scott knows that he can succeed if he completely identifies with his identity in this life, makes the past life completely the past, and treats that memory as a fantasy, he has never been able to do this.
To be more precise, he failed to make a decisive choice.
Scott was a little unbelievable when he discovered this.
Because he has always felt that his mentality is very good, and he even thinks that he quickly recognized his new identity after his brain was able to think when he was a baby.
But what he didn't expect was that there was still the last trace of hypocrisy in his subconscious, and this hypocrisy was not fully exposed until he began to learn the Patronus Charm.
But at this moment, after receiving a "letter" of unknown origin and meaning, Scott suddenly thought about it.
He decided to completely abandon that trace of hypocrisy.
"Speaking of which, I have already been reincarnated. The previous life is the previous life, and this life is the present life. This life is not a continuation of the previous life."
What he spoke was Chinese, Mandarin.
"But from now on, no, in fact, since I was born 15 years ago, I am no longer Wei Xi."
"Wei Xi is dead..." At this point, the language he spoke naturally changed, "I am Scott Trollope."
After talking to himself, Scott stood up slowly, took out his wand, and waved it slowly.
At the same time, those happy memories naturally appeared in his mind.
It was with his parents - Michael and Emilia.
"Call God Guard!"
Scott was chanting the spell aloud, his wand-waving hand stretched forward.
In the gushing silver smoke, a vigorous figure spread its wings and flew around him at an extremely fast speed, pulling out afterimages one after another.
Scott laughed.
Speaking of which, he didn't know why what he just did was so effective.
Maybe life really needs some sense of ritual.
Curious about the appearance of his patron saint, Scott began to hit the spirit to slow down the figure.
The Patronus' flight speed soon began to decrease, and Scott finally saw its true colors.
He knew the uncommon animal.
It was a majestic-looking hawk, or more precisely, a peregrine falcon.
He still remembered the knowledge he had read in books. The peregrine falcon is a medium-sized raptor with the highest flying speed in the eagle family, with a maximum flight speed of 418 kilometers per hour.
Seeing the somewhat illusory silver peregrine falcon's streamlined and straight posture in front of him, Scott smiled with satisfaction.
If nothing else, this bird of prey known for its flying speed will also be his Animagus form.
He has the advantage of being able to fly, but also has speed at the same time. He is very satisfied with this form.
"Scott!"
At this moment, a black shadow flew in from the open door of the wooden house at an extremely fast speed, and stopped in front of him in an instant.
Rimbaud is back.
"How did you come here?"
As Rimbaud said, he glanced curiously at Scott's patron saint.
"What kind of magic is this?" It asked a little unhappy, "Why didn't you conjure a raven?"
(End of this chapter)
Scott walked into the Forbidden Forest.
In his magic perception, Graplan has been standing still.
At the same time, he could also feel that the woman's eyes had been staring at him.
But Graplan said nothing more, and Scott didn't look back.
He walked a certain distance towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and after confirming that there was no one around with magic power perception again, he input magic power into the silver snake-shaped necklace on his left wrist, and instantly jumped the distance of space.
In the blink of an eye, Scott was already standing in the depths of the forest, far away from the Forbidden Forest, in the territory of crows surrounded by oak trees.
"Quack! Quack..."
His sudden appearance alarmed the crows on the surrounding oak trees, and in an instant, unpleasant cries came and went.
"quack……"
Several crows flew down from the tree and circled around him.
"Isn't Rimbaud here?" Scott asked. "Go and call it back."
"quack……"
The crows obviously understood what he meant, and after calling a few times, they flew directly into the sky.
After Scott looked up and watched them disappear from his sight, he took out his broomstick from the deformed lizard skin bag, and flew towards the top of the largest oak tree.
When he reached a certain height, the oak tree hut hidden by magic suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Scott landed on the wooden floor under the eaves, making a few clear footprints in the dust.
He put down the broom in his hand, took out his wand and started cleaning.
Fortunately, the inside of the cabin was much cleaner than the outside, and the room was small, so he quickly finished the cleaning work.
Taking out the quilt from the cabinet and making the bed, Scott lay on the bed with his arms under his head.
Just as he was emptying his mind and falling asleep, he suddenly felt a vibration in his chest.
Scott woke up instantly.
He sat up and took out the identity card of the Scholars Union from the inner pocket of his robe with a curious expression.
The card continued to vibrate briefly in his hand, and then fell silent again.
Scott curiously entered the magic power, and the card in his hand began to expand, turning into [Book of Prometheus].
He opened the book, and saw an owl outlined in simple lines on the blank page, with its flapping wings and a letter in its mouth.
Scott raised his eyebrows, stretched out his finger and clicked on this cute-looking owl.
The lined owl opened its beak, and the letter began to fall.
The letter was automatically disassembled during the fall, and the letter was instantly enlarged after flying out, quickly occupying the entire page.
[Scott Trollope, hello.
Welcome to the Scholars Union.
Sorry, just now, Stephanie told me about you.
Yes, your guess is not wrong, I think you are smart enough to have guessed this point—it is not Stephanie's decision to recruit you into the Scholars Union, but my idea. ]
Seeing this, Scott gave a slight "tsk".
The guy behind Stephanie Graplan, just jumping out so eagerly.
He continued to read with curiosity.
[Although we have not met, I know you very well and appreciate you very much. ]
"Mystery." Scott couldn't help muttering.
[I know, maybe you won't believe it, but I really know you well.
Including some of the things you have done. ]
Although Scott still didn't believe the other party's words, his mood inevitably became a little dignified.
[But please rest assured, as I said, I appreciate you very much, so I will not do anything against you.
Anyway, I just wanted to say hello to you this time.
You are a smart and gifted kid, I hope we can get along well in the future.
BB]
Scott looked at the letter presented on the page and didn't move for a while.
He was thinking about what the other party said, trying to judge whether the other party really knew something.
He reviewed his secrets, thinking about the possibility of being discovered.
It is undeniable that the things he has done, especially the murder incident, are not completely flawless, and it is possible for someone to discover some clues.
But after thinking about it, he still felt that no one could produce any evidence against him.
After thinking this through, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Some doubts are nothing, after the death of Travers, the senior Auror Kingsley Shaker also doubted him.
But as long as there is no evidence, he has nothing to worry about.
Scott looked at the weather outside the window, got up from the bed, walked to the desk and sat down with [Book of Prometheus] in his arms.
He looked at the letter on the page again, thought about it, and closed it directly.
He wasn't ready to respond.
At this time, no matter how he responds, he will fall into the opponent's rhythm.
No matter whether he is asking about the other party's identity, or trying to find out what the other party knows, the other party will take the initiative.
And think about it the other way around...
The other party asked Graplan to recruit him into the Scholar's Alliance, and after he saw that Graplan was not the one who made the decisions, he contacted him, and even deliberately wrote some seemingly ambiguous words in the letter...
All kinds of behaviors showed that the other party was plotting against him.
In this case, Scott felt that he did not need to worry, but the calmer the better.
Now let's see who can't hold his breath first.
No matter what the other party wants from him, there will be a day when the fox's tail will be revealed.
Thinking of this, he smiled and decided to put this matter aside for the time being.
He closed the [Book of Prometheus], let it turn back into a card, and took a piece of parchment from the shapeshifting lizard pouch to read.
This was the last time he exchanged credits for knowledge about Animagus.
In fact, under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, Scott has almost done the preparations for the advanced body deformation technique of Animagus.
Whether it is the principle of magic or the steps of the ceremony, he has already understood it by heart.
The reason why he hasn't tried it yet is because he wants to be a little more secure.
In addition, there is another most direct reason——
His Patronus Charm still couldn't be fully released.
In fact, he knew the reason why he couldn't release completely.
Releasing the Patronus Charm requires mobilizing one's happiest memory and using emotions to guide the release of the spell, but Scott always feels that something is missing when mobilizing emotions.
In short, having past life memories is not all good news for Scott.
Of course, the worst disadvantage is that this time-traveling memory gave him a troublesome status as a [non-surviving person].
In addition to this biggest trouble, this memory will also cause him some not serious troubles in the process of learning the spell.
Just like his choice of "happiest memory" in the process of releasing the Patronus Charm.
When he first learned this spell, he would subconsciously mobilize the happy memories of his previous life.
But I don't know why, the joyful emotions brought by those memories are like scratching the surface, and there is little guidance for the spell.
Later, when Scott chose the happy memory that belongs to this life, he released the Patronus Charm and it started to go smoothly——
He was able to successfully summon the illusory silver spherical smoke.
However, due to some of his unknown struggles, he never made it past the last step.
Although Scott knows that he can succeed if he completely identifies with his identity in this life, makes the past life completely the past, and treats that memory as a fantasy, he has never been able to do this.
To be more precise, he failed to make a decisive choice.
Scott was a little unbelievable when he discovered this.
Because he has always felt that his mentality is very good, and he even thinks that he quickly recognized his new identity after his brain was able to think when he was a baby.
But what he didn't expect was that there was still the last trace of hypocrisy in his subconscious, and this hypocrisy was not fully exposed until he began to learn the Patronus Charm.
But at this moment, after receiving a "letter" of unknown origin and meaning, Scott suddenly thought about it.
He decided to completely abandon that trace of hypocrisy.
"Speaking of which, I have already been reincarnated. The previous life is the previous life, and this life is the present life. This life is not a continuation of the previous life."
What he spoke was Chinese, Mandarin.
"But from now on, no, in fact, since I was born 15 years ago, I am no longer Wei Xi."
"Wei Xi is dead..." At this point, the language he spoke naturally changed, "I am Scott Trollope."
After talking to himself, Scott stood up slowly, took out his wand, and waved it slowly.
At the same time, those happy memories naturally appeared in his mind.
It was with his parents - Michael and Emilia.
"Call God Guard!"
Scott was chanting the spell aloud, his wand-waving hand stretched forward.
In the gushing silver smoke, a vigorous figure spread its wings and flew around him at an extremely fast speed, pulling out afterimages one after another.
Scott laughed.
Speaking of which, he didn't know why what he just did was so effective.
Maybe life really needs some sense of ritual.
Curious about the appearance of his patron saint, Scott began to hit the spirit to slow down the figure.
The Patronus' flight speed soon began to decrease, and Scott finally saw its true colors.
He knew the uncommon animal.
It was a majestic-looking hawk, or more precisely, a peregrine falcon.
He still remembered the knowledge he had read in books. The peregrine falcon is a medium-sized raptor with the highest flying speed in the eagle family, with a maximum flight speed of 418 kilometers per hour.
Seeing the somewhat illusory silver peregrine falcon's streamlined and straight posture in front of him, Scott smiled with satisfaction.
If nothing else, this bird of prey known for its flying speed will also be his Animagus form.
He has the advantage of being able to fly, but also has speed at the same time. He is very satisfied with this form.
"Scott!"
At this moment, a black shadow flew in from the open door of the wooden house at an extremely fast speed, and stopped in front of him in an instant.
Rimbaud is back.
"How did you come here?"
As Rimbaud said, he glanced curiously at Scott's patron saint.
"What kind of magic is this?" It asked a little unhappy, "Why didn't you conjure a raven?"
(End of this chapter)
