The Bard at Hogwarts

One second, or even shorter.

From silence to noise, from quiet to bustling.

Ino stood on the roadside with a cane, and heard the sound of traffic.

But it was precisely because of this lively scene that his appearance did not seem abrupt.

After all, the endless flow of people in the market, one more or one less quietly, no one would notice.

Looking at the market in the classical era, Ino raised his leg to find someone to ask about the situation, but found that the palm leaf woven straw sandals were grabbed by a small hand.

"Are you a priest of the temple?"

...

Helena felt very lucky. She thought it was just an ordinary market gathering. She also picked up enough olive branches to sell on the mountain as usual.

But a figure that suddenly appeared made her feel a little excited, and the plot in the story seemed to be playing out in reality.

Now the other party seemed to be leaving.

Looking at the clean and flawless robe, Helena did not dare to reach out and touch it, so she could only half-kneel and grab the other party's shoes with her hands.

The palm leaf sandals that were close at hand were not stained with a trace of dirt, and this discovery further confirmed her idea.

At the same time.

Ino had turned around and found a 7-8-year-old child half-kneeling behind him.

Upon discovering this, he leaned down without any hesitation and gently helped the petite figure in front of him up.

Then, he also saw the child's appearance clearly. It was unexpectedly a girl. Although her face looked dirty, her bright eyes were unforgettable.

A pair of violet gem-like eyes, and the look in the eyes was very much like a newly hatched young bird, looking timidly at the outside world with its head poked out.

Facing such a pair of eyes, Ino also tried to make his voice gentle as much as possible.

"I'm not a priest of the temple, I'm just a traveler from a foreign land, a wandering bard."

"But I think you are!" In one sentence, as if she had exhausted all her courage, Helena timidly lowered her head again.

Perhaps because she was born in an orphanage, Ino felt that she had almost zero resistance to these poor children.

He didn't plan to inquire about the situation anymore. He put down the bag behind him and sat on the ground to keep his eyes parallel to the little girl in front of him.

"Then tell me, what kind of priest am I like?" Ino asked softly.

Perhaps it was the level of sight or the softness of the voice, Helena was no longer timid this time, but expressed her opinion.

"I think you are a priest of Apollo, the sun god. In the story, he used to be a bard, and even had a harp transformed by Daphne, the laurel goddess..."

Ino could no longer hear what the little girl said afterwards.

The two widely circulated names have attracted all his energy.

Classical times, temple sacrifices, Apollo, the sun god, Daphne, the laurel goddess...

All of this is undoubtedly pointing to an extremely large story world - the Greek gods.

Unlike other stories, the gods are hidden and fair.

In Greek mythology, the gods on Mount Olympus are purely arrogant. The Age of Gods originated from Zeus, who overthrew the rule of his father Kronos, ascended the throne of the God King, and opened a new chapter of the era.

Although Zeus was much more restrained than the previous generation of God King, he also had a wider sea than the Sea King Poseidon.

Sister, younger sister, aunt, great-granddaughter, great-granddaughter... Zeus had 7 wives and countless lovers. There are more than 20 names that can be named in the records, and the rest are countless.

Zeus even has a transgender lover, Ganymede, a famous Aquarius in the twelve constellations.

Ganymede was originally a handsome prince, but because of this beauty, he attracted the prying eyes of Zeus. The God King turned into a giant eagle and abducted Ganymede to Mount Olympus and made him a wine boy.

The cross-sex love affair humiliated Hera, the Queen of Heaven. She was furious and turned Ganymede into a transparent water bottle, punishing him to pour water for Zeus all his life, and all the water was Ganymede's tears.

Seeing his lover become a water bottle, Zeus was sad and sealed Ganymede in the sky, becoming Aquarius.

Compared with other myths, Greek mythology can be summed up in two words - chaos.

More than half of the stories in the Age of Gods are about Zeus's love. But it's also good that there is the jealousy of Hera, the Queen of Heaven, otherwise the number of the twelve main gods of Mount Olympus would at least double.

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On the Aegean Sea coast, the bustling market in Athens.

In a remote corner, there are two figures, one big and one small, sitting, and in front of them is a two-foot square linen cloth with some fresh olive branches on it.

In Athens, a city protected by Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, olive branch headbands are undoubtedly the most popular items.

But because it is so popular, there are many people selling headbands, so the remote stall that only sells olive branches is basically ignored.

Behind the stall, Ino took out two pieces of butter toffee from his bag, handed one to Helena, and then picked up an olive branch to look at it carefully.

Perhaps in other stories, olive branches are common items, but in Greek mythology, olive branches are always accompanied by gods, legends, and heroes.

The olive branch not only represents peace, but the gods also give it nobility and rebirth.

"Do you like it? I'll give it to you!" Helena said happily with her eyes curved into a crescent shape.

Seeing this expression, Ino took out another piece of candy from his bag and handed it over, then shook his head and said:

"This is your product, I don't want it."

It's useless to take it, he knows this very well. After understanding the characteristics of the olive branch, basically you can't take it away, even if you take it back, it's just an ordinary branch.

On the other side, Helena saw that there was sweet candy to eat again, and her big violet eyes stared at the white cream toffee.

In sharp contrast to the white toffee is a pair of dirty little hands, the two little hands held together are not even as big as an adult's palm.

Seeing this scene, Ino felt a little sad.

Suffering should never befall children, they are always the most innocent.

Seeing that the candy didn't fall into her hands for a long time, Helena seemed to be sensitive to something, and her two little hands decisively rubbed on her clothes and wiped them hard.

But with the same dirty clothes, how could she wipe her hands clean.

Looking at her palms that were getting dirtier and dirtier, Helena turned her head to the side in grievance.

But soon, she felt that there were suddenly many pebbles in her palm.

Turning her head again, a handful of colorful round pebbles appeared in her sight.

"This one is more delicious! Try it, each one tastes different."

Ino reached out and picked up a Bibi Multi-Flavor Bean from Helena's dirty palm and put it into her mouth naturally.