The Bard at Hogwarts

Middle-earth, 3018 of the Third Age.

In the peaceful years, time is often easily overlooked.

Ino lived peacefully in the Shire for three years.

But after the end of the first year, he was sure that he had hit the jackpot, and it was likely that he would not return until the end of the story.

Seven years of story time, this is simply too extravagant.

Reading, farming, studying alchemy and magic, these three things became all in his life.

Of course, there are still many episodes in life, such as hosting the fireworks show at the Shire's annual party, and visiting Lily with Bilbo.

However, when visiting Lily, he did not show up throughout the whole process, but just cast a disillusionment spell on himself and watched from a distance, and left some alchemical amulets.

Lily, who is middle-aged, also has some shadows of Aunt Julia.

But the only advantage is that Lily is much happier than Aunt Julia, with a loving husband, three children who have already started a family, and a newly born grandson.

...

Shire.

A young man in a linen robe suddenly appeared in a leisurely green field.

He was at least six feet tall, and his dark hair reflected a light blue glow in the sun. His three-dimensional facial features and handsome appearance were exactly the same as those of an elf, except that he did not have pointed ears.

He entered Middle-earth at the age of fifteen, and in three years, Ino was now eighteen years old.

Similarly, he also briefly possessed the physique of an adult wizard.

It was short-lived, but only because everything would disappear at the end of the story. Physical changes, erosion of time, everything would be restored to before entering the story.

"Clear water like a spring!"

Ino waved his wand, and a thick column of water shot out into the sky.

The water splashed into the sky, but it did not fall. Instead, it floated there contrary to common sense, until the water gradually gathered into a huge water ball with a diameter of ten feet.

Then, this huge water ball began to rotate slowly as if controlled by an invisible big hand, and while rotating, countless water drops fell on the field, and an artificial rain was easily completed.

The water-making spell, the floating spell, and the elemental transformation spell, the three kinds of magic were connected together smoothly.

After doing all this, Ino disappeared again.

Three years of time, three years of precipitation.

Not only did his magic power grow significantly, but he also calmed down and sorted out the knowledge he had mastered before.

...

Bag End.

After lunch, Bilbo skillfully filled two pipes.

"Try mine, it has been precipitated for nearly a hundred years!" Ino took the pipe, but did not light it.

Instead, he took out a box that had been dusty for many years from the box.

"What is this?" Bilbo's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

"Yes, you once exchanged it with me for a plate of candy and cheese."

Ino opened the box, and inside was the tobacco he exchanged with Bilbo in the room of the skin-changer Beorn when he first came to Middle-earth.

Looking at the items deep in his memory, Bilbo tremblingly reached out his hand and filled the pipe with tobacco again.

"Sizzle!"

The match was lit, and the two people in Bag End began to smoke after dinner.

Feeling the mellow taste, Ino gently closed his eyes. Since last year, he has gradually been assimilated by Bilbo and liked the taste of Shire tobacco leaves.

Time passed in silence.

After the smoke in the room gradually dissipated, Bilbo slowly spoke:

"Old friend, are you leaving?"

Without waiting for Ino to answer, Bilbo said to himself:

"Don't think of lying to me! But I'm very happy that you are willing to stay with me for so long. Over the years, they have always been in a hurry, even Gandalf will leave after a few days..."

Bilbo's old voice narrated calmly.

But somehow, Ino could always hear a sense of heroism from his voice.

Is Bilbo a hero? No doubt! He is a hero.

Not only did he face the temptation of the ring and stick to his heart, but more importantly, he was brave. Smaug was not a fire dragon bleeding in a dragon farm. He was at the same level as Gandalf and the Balrog.

Time is merciless, heroes grow old.

The once brave Hobbit adventurer is now an old man who easily chokes when he smokes tobacco.

Bilbo sat on the chair, still talking, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and he even snored slightly in the end.

...

The blue sky and the green grassland.

Under this vast sky, an elegant black swan flew through it.

Rohan, a country founded by a people living on horseback, is a country that is truly the original human inhabitants of Middle-earth compared to Gondor, which has the blood of Númenor.

They conquered a vast territory with their proud cavalry.

The border of Rohan starts from the Isengard River and the Anduin River in the west, connecting the areas of Isengard and the Dunlender people; the southern border is the Ered Nimrath and the Morin Brook, adjacent to Gondor; the eastern border is the Shumu River; the northern border is the Limlai River.

Edoras, the capital of Rohan, is a standard mountain city built on the slopes of the White Mountains, close to Idandnimrath.

However, as time goes by.

The once brilliant Edoras has become somewhat depressed, and even a little dilapidated.

In the city, it is rare to see people chatting casually. Even in the market, people complete transactions as quickly as possible and then return in a hurry without saying a word.

Everyone in Rohan knew the root cause of all this, but the loyalty in their bones made them choose to endure it silently. After all, the king's order could not be questioned.

Today, everything seemed to be turning around, and Edolas also received two groups of special guests.

The first guests, they not only brought King Théoden back to his senses, but also permanently expelled the greedy minister Grima.

The second batch of guests added new vitality to this depressed and declining city.

…

The vast grasslands of Rohan.

A team of about four to five thousand people stretched for hundreds of meters.

From a distance, it looks like a winding giant python, crawling forward slowly on the grassland.

Although there are a large number of people, if you look closely, you will find that most of these people are old, weak, women and children, and many of them are even injured, but there are not many real young people.

At the front of the team, Ino was riding a brown horse, looking around from time to time.

And all of this started half a year ago.

When he left the Shire, the Animagus transformation technique flew all the way towards Rohan.

I thought this trip would go smoothly, but who would have thought that there would be many obstacles on the way.

Perhaps because of the resurgence of the power of darkness, countless human villages and towns were invaded by orcs along the way. And this situation happens even more frequently when entering Rohan.

Elderly people, pregnant women, immature children...

In the face of this kind of tragedy, no one will turn a blind eye, and the same is true for Ino.

There is no need to say more about other things after that.

From the few babies and children who were rescued in the ruined villages at the beginning, to the thousands of old, weak, women and children now.

Along the way, the team continues to grow.

Obviously the flight only takes more than ten days, but Ino has been gone for six months, but he has no regrets at all.

When he saw an ugly and ferocious orc slashing at a child of only two or three years old with a knife, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Even if the story time is missed, even if nothing is gained in Middle-earth, I will still stick to my current choice.