I Will Learn From You

"Good evening, Eddie."

In the dormitory, Scott stood with his arms crossed in front of Eddie's bed, leaning against the bedpost and looking down at him.

Sitting on the bed, Eddie looked up at Scott, feeling inexplicably guilty, and couldn't help but clutch his small quilt tighter.

However, he still gathered the courage to ask, "What's wrong, Scott?"

Scott watched his guilty expression and narrowed his eyes.

"I want to ask you," he said slowly, "is there anything related to me recently that you haven't told me?"

"What?" Eddie was a bit confused.

"Nothing." He shook his head. "Really."

"Is that so?" Scott leaned forward slightly. "Think about it again carefully."

"Really, there's really nothing." Eddie spread his hands.

Scott gave him a hint: "Think again, for example, about some unpleasant nickname."

Eddie's expression changed subtly; his gaze shifted away for a moment before looking back at Scott.

He feigned a look of sudden realization. "I remember now, Scott. Sorry, I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it."

Scott stared at him in silence for several seconds, until a guilty expression appeared on his face once again.

"Speak." Scott straightened his body. "Where did that unpleasant nickname come from? If you can tell me the answer, I won't hold it against you for hiding this from me."

"Yes, Eddie, tell us."

At this moment, Roger walked over and sat directly on Eddie's bed.

He smiled teasingly, "I want to know, what kind of unpleasant nickname could make Scott this angry?"

"Go away, Roger."

Scott said this to Roger, then threatened Eddie with his eyes.

If you say it, you're dead.

Eddie hurriedly looked at Scott with sincere eyes.

"That nickname, I don't know who came up with it either," he said.

"Hmm?" Scott narrowed his eyes again.

"But it first started spreading from the Ravenclaw first-years," Eddie added immediately to remedy the situation.

"Very good, it seems it's about what I guessed."

Scott nodded with satisfaction.

He thought for a moment, then smiled at Eddie and said, "Let's leave it at that, Eddie."

Before Eddie could breathe a sigh of relief, he added, "Next, please help me pass on a message."

"Wh... what?" Eddie almost choked.

"Let everyone know that whoever I hear using that unpleasant nickname again, I will challenge them to a duel," Scott said seriously.

"Are you serious?" Eddie looked at him in disbelief. "Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Is it necessary to go that far?

He expressed this with his eyes.

"Are you really going to duel everyone who calls you by that nickname?" Roger said with a strange expression. "What should I do? I'm becoming more and more curious about how unpleasant that nickname actually is!"

"Then please restrain yourself."

Scott waved his hand, turned around, picked up his basket, and headed to the bathroom.

The next day, the news of Professor Flitwick's punishment for Jacob Kent and Lisa Turpin spread throughout Ravenclaw.

After the morning classes ended, Eddie shared the news with Scott at the dining table.

Unlike Jacob's two months of detention, Lisa Turpin not only received detention for the entire school year, but her parents also had to pay a large sum of Galleons to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement as a ransom.

"It is said that Mr. Turpin and Mrs. Turpin came to Hogwarts last night," Eddie whispered. "They not only scolded Lisa Turpin severely but also begged Professor Flitwick and Headmaster Dumbledore to let her off the hook because she is still young."

"Oh? They wanted to hide this from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement?" Scott asked with amusement.

Eddie nodded. "That's right, that's exactly what they thought."

Scott shook his head. "Don't they know that all of Ravenclaw is aware of what their daughter did?"

"Exactly, that's what Professor Flitwick said too. So the result remained that the Turpins had to pay a large sum of money to help their daughter escape imprisonment in Azkaban."

Eddie said with great excitement.

"In the end, Professor Flitwick also required them to compensate for Roger's Flying Broomstick!"

After lunch, Scott went alone to the Black Lake pier located under the cliff next to the Great Hall.

"Jacob."

He looked directly at a large rock by the water.

"You've arrived, Scott."

Jacob stepped out from behind a large boulder.

He pulled a silver spoon from his pocket, waved it, and said to Scott, "I was just wondering if this was a prank."

"I'm not particularly fond of pranks, Jacob." Scott reached out and took the silver spoon.

It was a piece of cutlery commonly found on the long tables in the Hogwarts Great Hall, but what made it unique were the faint, small characters engraved on the handle.

[1:00pm Black Lake Pier S]

Time, location, initials.

This was a uniquely styled invitation.

"I didn't expect your Transfiguration to reach this level, Scott!" Jacob appeared somewhat excited. "You made the spoon in my hand change silently from across an entire long table!"

Scott smiled. "It's nothing, at least I secretly used my wand."

"No, this is already amazing." Jacob said in an admiring tone.

"What's amazing is you, Jacob." Scott's expression held a hint of amusement. "I didn't expect you to be capable of this level."

He stepped forward, reached out to pat Jacob on the shoulder, and said to him, "However, you should know that putting on an act in front of me is quite ridiculous."

"Just like Jasmine Travers?"

Jacob immediately became expressionless.

"You must find her disguise quite ridiculous, don't you?"

"Let's not rush into that." Scott walked to the edge of the pier. "We still have some time to exchange ideas before class this afternoon."

He raised his hand and tossed the spoon in his hand forward, then drew his wand.

"Vanishing Spell."

A surge of magic flew from his wand and collided with the falling spoon, which vanished instantly.

Following that, he pulled a piece of Ebony from the Moke Skin Pouch at his waist and tossed it forward as well.

He chanted the spell again, another surge of magic flew out, and the Ebony began to transform rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a small boat landed on the surface of the water.

Scott stepped onto the boat, sat down, and beckoned to Jacob, "Come on, let's enjoy the pleasure of a boat ride together."

"Alright."

Jacob climbed onto the boat and sat opposite him.

He looked at Scott with a curious gaze. "Using a Vanishing Spell to make the spoon disappear, and choosing the vast lake as our meeting place—you really are cautious."

Scott pulled out new materials, transformed them into oars, and began to row the boat.

"It's necessary, Jacob." He said. "For the sake of the future, I am forcing myself to develop such good habits."

Hearing this, Jacob nodded earnestly.

"That makes sense, I will learn from you." He said.

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