The Bard at Hogwarts

The sun was shining, and the sun was high in the sky.

In the quiet room, Ino was sleeping soundly until a crisp knock on the window broke the tranquility here.

"Knock! Knock!"

A gray horned owl stood outside the window, knocking on the glass with its hard beak.

"Lina, answer the phone... No, open the window and let it in! Knock non-stop!" Lying on the bed, Ino didn't even raise his eyelids.

After a while, a cold response came from the ceiling:

"Are you sure? If it's scared to death, it's none of my business!"

"Uh... OK, I'll do it!" Ino opened his sleepy eyes and searched around the pillow in his pajamas.

Waving the wand, the window opened by itself under the use of magic. The owl squatting outside the window seemed to have been impatient for a long time, and flew in and made the bed directly.

A few minutes later.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Ino stood up helplessly and walked to the bathroom, and on the bed there was a letter with the wax seal of the L.A.A. Publishing House.

"It feels like you are busier than the king!"

Lina looked at the listless figure below on the ceiling spider web and made a rare joke.

Hearing this, Ino stopped and sighed inexplicably: "You will be busy sooner or later, the water in that world is very deep."

A blue eight-eyed giant spider suddenly emerged from the spider web on the ceiling: "I know, but as long as their profound code does not exclude me, I will not make trouble."

Listening to this sighing tone, Ino also remembered the conversation with the dwarf Simon. Narnia excludes all outsiders.

At the same time, he also thought of why Santa Claus chose to give gifts in the end.

First of all, his age, he was just an 11-year-old child at the beginning, which was very consistent with the style of the Narnia world. Secondly, he let the talking rabbit go, and his kind act made the profound code choose to accept it.

And the executor of all this is Santa Claus. As long as he accepts those precious gifts, he will never want to leave Narnia in this life.

Then, Ino shook his head gently, shook off these meaningless thoughts, and then looked at the ceiling:

"Although that story does not exclude different movements... Forget it, let's talk about it later. After school starts, I will take you to the Hogwarts Library, where there are many books that cannot be bought."

For Lina or the former White Witch, he always holds a grateful attitude, just like treating Snape.

So the best way is to give the other party a certain degree of freedom, visit each other like old friends every few decades, instead of relying on the shelter to force the other party to stay by your side and really raise them like pets.

This has nothing to do with position and secularity, this is just a principle of doing things.

Ino knows very well that he does not have too many great dedication feelings, but he also has the basic conscience of ordinary people. He must repay the favor.

...

Three thirty in the afternoon.

On the west side of Diagon Alley, turn a corner outside the main entrance of Gringotts, in front of a fork on the side.

Ino slowly walked into this relatively quiet alley with a letter stamped with wax.

"No. 21 on the south side..."

His pace was very slow, because it was probably difficult to find a small house number in this relatively tall building.

"It's really a habit of the rich..." Ino sighed as he looked at the relatively luxurious buildings on both sides.

The alley on the south side seemed like a wealthy area in London. There was not much population movement here, but both the environment and the surrounding architectural style were vaguely revealing one thing, that the people living here were not simple.

After a while, as time passed, he finally found the destination of this trip.

A white five-story building with three light brown letters hanging in the middle: L.A.A

Looking at the luxurious building in front of him, Ino leisurely stepped onto the white marble steps.

Entering the hall, a noisy and noisy sound came into his ears.

This is a busy publishing company.

After handing over the letter at the front desk, he was led to an office on the top floor.

……

As the witch at the front desk left, Ino also looked at the surrounding furnishings.

This is an unusually simple, even somewhat plain office, which does not match the style of the entire building.

Although he was a little surprised, he was not very curious. He came here to publish books and records, and the office style had nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, he sat quietly on the wooden sofa and waited quietly.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The door of the office was pushed open, and a hearty laugh came from outside the door.

"Hahaha, I've finally waited. Newt wrote to me about this before!"

Ino turned around and saw an old man with white hair and beard walking in from outside the door, but he didn't know why, the other party's shrewd eyes always made him feel a little familiar.

After thinking about it, he stood up and said politely:

"Hello sir! I'm sorry for delaying my time because of some personal matters."

"No need to apologize! We didn't agree on a specific time." The old man walked into the office, then stretched out his hand and said seriously:

"Laa Publishing House welcomes you, Mr. Swinburne! I am the boss here, Nok Flint."

In an instant, Ino remembered where the familiar feeling just now came from, another Flint. This demeanor was the same as Marcus Flint's at the beginning, both of them were extremely shrewd in reasoning.

Although he sighed a little, he also stretched out his hand at the first time.

After shaking hands, old Flint said directly:

"Mr. Swinburne, after receiving Newt's letter, I learned about you. To be honest, I think you have the potential to become the next Weird Sisters, or even surpass them, but this requires packaging..."

Here the other party paused for a while, and Ino also heard the voice. This is probably the usual rhetoric, probably for the better distribution of benefits in the future.

However, things are always unexpected. After pausing for a moment, old Flint suddenly changed the subject:

"But these are all trivial matters. These are what we Laa are best at. In terms of benefit distribution, we will also follow the standards of the Weird Sisters."

Ino felt more and more weird when he heard these words, and felt that they were not playing by the rules. But suddenly seeing the pair of shrewd eyes, he gradually understood the other party's thoughts.

Flint probably had the same thoughts as Lucius.

Because throughout the history of magic, wizards are always mediocre. To put it bluntly, everyone is the same. 17 years old is the bottleneck of all wizards, which also leads to the fact that the overall strength of wizards is not much different.

However, there are always unexpected things. Some people can break this limit and leave a strong mark in history.

When Ino was thinking, Flint was actually full of joy in his heart. After seeing the photo of the Daily Prophet a few months ago, he had already moved his mind.

But after some understanding, he helplessly found that the Malfoy family had taken the lead, and the Flint family only had Marcus, who had some shallow contacts with him. This is also the reason why he agreed to Marcus's repeating this year.

I thought that things could only be like this, but a letter from afar gave him an unexpected surprise.

Money can be earned slowly, but the wind must be grasped. Because many people are born different, they showed unparalleled potential when they were in school. This has been recorded in history, just like half a century ago...

At this moment, old Flint's eyes were full of Slytherin-style shrewdness.