Chapter 154 154. Valentine's Day, a Letter, a Funeral

After coming out of the Room of Requirement, Scott felt that the atmosphere of Hogwarts was a bit strange as he walked in the castle.

When he came to the hall for breakfast, he got the answer from Eddie.

"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day." Eddie looked at him in surprise, "You didn't know."

"Too many things have happened recently..."

Scott explained, and looked around.

Valentine's Day...

No wonder there are more boys and girls talking and laughing together, and the air is filled with a charming atmosphere...

"Heh."

Hearing Scott's words, Roger laughed.

"Seriously..."

He said while chewing bread.

"I'm worried about the three of you."

He looked at Scott, Eddie, and Milton who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"You three haven't been in love yet, have you?"

He deliberately showed a surprised expression.

"I'm asexual."

Milton used the words he learned from Scott to block Roger's mouth.

"I think so too."

Roger nodded in agreement and looked at Scott and Eddie again.

"I just like money."

Eddie patted the backpack placed on the bench beside him and smiled proudly.

"I'm planning to make a fortune on Valentine's Day."

"...You haven't grown up yet."

Roger labeled him as not growing up and looked at Scott again.

“……”

Scott ate slowly with a knife and fork, ignoring his gaze.

"I know." Roger said proactively, "You just like to learn."

"No."

Scott put down his knife and fork, took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth reservedly.

"Learning is just a way to acquire knowledge, and what I like is knowledge."

Roger looked like he was choked.

"You look so good right now." The corners of his mouth twitched.

Eddie and Milton both nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"All right."

Scott stopped pretending.

"Love?" He thought for a while, "I'm very busy, so I don't want to spend time and energy on running an unstable relationship for the time being."

"This is your understanding of love?" Roger was dumbfounded.

Scott looked at him, "Are there any problems?"

"No."

Roger shook his head, gave him a thumbs up, and turned to run to the Hufflepuff table to find Caccini.

"What does Roger mean?"

Scott turned to ask Eddie and Milton.

The two boys also shook their heads in confusion.

"I think... I know what he means."

Peneno, who was sitting opposite them, said.

The three of Scott looked at her.

"Oh, you think too complicated, Scott."

Peneno said with a smile.

"Love is love, just enjoy the sweetness of love, it's not marriage."

Another girl also laughed, "But if it's you, you don't have time to date, and you only focus on studying, you may really make your girlfriend angry!"

"Managing an unstable relationship." Peneneno imitated Scott's words and couldn't help laughing, "You are too serious, this is not a research topic."

Said that, the girls around her laughed non-stop.

Scott shrugged helplessly.

He felt that he was not wrong.

Love will definitely affect the speed of your progress.

On Valentine's Day, Sunday, it was the same long table in the hall.

A group of owls flew over everyone's heads, dropping all kinds of colorful gifts and letters.

Scott received a pile of chocolates and a letter.

"This is it!"

The three roommates stared at the letter in his hand with wide eyes.

"Pink envelope." Milton murmured.

"Delicate handwriting." Eddie smiled.

"And a rose seal." Roger winked.

Then they said in unison: "This is a love letter!"

Their voices attracted more curious eyes, and Scott quickly put the letter in his pocket.

"Oh! Take it out and have a look, Scott." Roger was still winking.

"I don't know who wrote it." Milton said with a smile, "Maybe a Ravenclaw girl."

"Maybe a Gryffindor." Eddie also guessed.

"It's none of your business."

Scott began to concentrate on eating, ignoring their teasing.

After breakfast, Scott found an empty classroom with no one and opened the letter, and quickly finished reading it.

This is an apology letter.

The letter was written by the girl who once called him "Ravenclaw's Hound".

She wanted to apologize to Scott for that nickname.

Of course, this was also a letter expressing affection.

But the other party did not sign the name, and Scott did not know who the girl who wrote the letter was.

Scott knew that if he wanted to find the other party, he only needed to ask Jacob.

But he did not want to do that.

As he said, he was not very interested in love now.

After putting the letter away, Scott quickly put it behind him.

He sat in the seat of the empty classroom and turned his head to look at the Forbidden Forest in the distance outside the window.

He thought of his raven Rimbaud, and that raven would probably never come back.

He did not know what it had experienced.

Scott got up and left the classroom, walked out of the castle, and finally came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Let's try."

He muttered, took out his wand and waved it, imagining the appearance of Rimbaud in his mind.

"Rimbaud is flying!"

He chanted the spell loudly, and then began to wait.

He waited for a few minutes, and finally saw a black dot flying out of the Forbidden Forest and rolling on the ground at his feet.

Scott bent down to pick up the broken wood, and it had returned to its original appearance.

It seemed that it had been attacked.

Scott touched the marks of the spell attack on the wood, and put it back into the deformed lizard skin bag around his waist.

Looking at the Forbidden Forest again, Scott turned and left.

Not long after, he met Harry, Ron, and Hermione who were walking towards him.

"Hello, Scott!"

Harry walked up to him quickly after seeing him.

"Hello, Harry." Scott smiled, "Ron, Hermione."

"Oh, hello, you finally didn't call us Weasley and Granger." Ron also smiled at him.

"I received your Christmas present." Scott said, "I think we are already friends."

Speaking of Christmas presents, Ron may have remembered the greeting card he gave, and suddenly blushed.

"Oh, thank you for your Christmas present, Scott." Hermione said.

"The oral care kit you gave is very useful." Scott said politely.

At this time, Harry came closer, "Scott, is that really Slytherin's daughter?"

Scott made the three of them look curious, so he nodded, "Of course, do you think Dumbledore would lie?"

"Of course not!" Ron immediately said affirmatively, "I said it a long time ago, the words of those reporters are usually unreliable!"

"I just want to know why she is still alive now." Hermione said curiously.

"Where are you going?" Scott changed the subject.

"Oh, we are going to Hagrid."

Harry's expression was a little strange.

"He wrote me a letter, inviting us to the funeral."

"Funeral?" Scott raised his eyebrows.

"He said that his good friend's family who lived in the Forbidden Forest died tragically..."

Harry's expression became more and more strange.

"To be honest, the tears on the letter made me a little reluctant to go."

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione said sternly, "You can't say that, Hagrid is pitiful enough!"

"Who knows what kind of people Hagrid's good friends are... He likes some beasts with sharp teeth and claws, and thinks they are all cute."

Ron showed a helpless expression.

Sorry, I only have time to write two chapters today.

Four chapters will be added tomorrow.