The Bard at Hogwarts

This is a slightly quaint house that has been polished by time.

Ino was half leaning on the straw-covered bed. The oil lamp on the table burned quietly, the flame swaying gently with the wick.

Beside the bed, there is a ceramic teapot and matching teacup suspended. There was obviously no flame, but there was a trace of hot steam rising from the spout, and the smoke was rising, exuding a faint fragrance of tea.

The simple room is filled with a unique charm, candlelight, teapot, and empty furnishings, all of which make people feel at ease and peaceful, as if they can forget all the troubles and noise.

After experiencing the battle of Helm's Deep, it was obviously an unintentional move, but the rich harvest still surprised him.

Needless to say, the changes in the Boggarts. The plain outside the valley was enveloped in the smoke of fear that covered more than 10,000 people. Even at dawn, the black smoke was almost thick enough to form a curtain.

Also changed were the flames and the Patronus Charm.

On the way back this afternoon, the gathering of simple emotions of the Rohan people who had survived the disaster caused the flames full of redemption to undergo a fundamental change - become alive.

Ino is very familiar with this.

Just like some time before Feide was born, he absorbed the resentment and curse of Xixuezhiwu, allowing the flame to have the first signs of life.

Although it is a bit unexpected, it seems reasonable. More than half of the more than ten thousand Rohan people were saved by him across the grassland. These people have truly experienced pain.

And precisely because of this unforgettable pain, they value the hard-won peace even more.

With the victory of the war and the arrival of peace, this simple feeling seems to be gathered together.

The flame also spontaneously ignited unexpectedly.

It's about like when firewood and temperature are reached, it can burn on its own without human intervention.

To be honest, he had not thought of all these changes at all, and perhaps he had not even had the most basic idea.

But they seemed to have been agreed upon and happened naturally.

Ino slowly sat up from the bed covered with hay. The ceramic teapot that had been waiting for a long time was now pouring warm tea into the cup.

After drinking a cup of fragrant black tea, his eyes turned to the flame in the oil lamp.

It was different from when Feide was born, an independent blue flame.

Now the flame that condenses vitality is burning quietly in the bronze oil lamp, just like it is looking for a nest. And this cluster of flames, less than an inch in size, seemed to contain a power that could not be ignored.

At that time, on the way back.

The moment the flames appeared out of thin air, Ino was a little moved. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is just a weak flame.

But in his eyes, he saw a vast emotion, no weaker than the majestic joy of the harvest when he released the Patronus Charm for the first time.

Probably, it is people's expectation for peace and yearning for a quiet life, and it also contains the power of "life".

Human life and reproduction essentially include natural vitality. The birth of a baby, the breaking of seeds from the ground, everything revolves around life.

"Two extremes! Now Feide has a companion..."

Ino sighed and looked at the flame in the oil lamp.

Fede gathered despair and destruction, but the flames in front of him condensed hope and vitality.

…

Time is like water.

Early the next morning, the first twilight fell from the horizon like filaments, heralding the arrival of a new day.

Edoras, the ancient royal capital of Rohan, is like a withered old tree that sprouts new branches after a spring rain.

After a night's rest, everyone got busy.

In the room, listening to the noise outside the window, Ino also opened his eyes.

After a simple wash, he also started preparing breakfast.

To be honest, if Rohan hadn't been busy, he would have been unwilling to eat the few foods in the suitcase.

But there is no way, not to mention the trading market in Rohan, even the most basic living arrangements have not been completed.

Not to mention the original residents of Edolas, but there are more than 5,000 old, weak, women and children left, and they really need to be carefully arranged. After all, their residences have been destroyed by the war.

Letting them go back now would undoubtedly be murder.

…

On the old wooden table.

A plate of sliced ​​ham, a portion of raclette, and a pot of boiling black tea.

"Knock knock knock!"

But as soon as the breakfast was placed, there was a soothing knock on the door.

Although he was a little surprised by the early morning visitor, Ino still stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, stood a tall and white figure.

"Haha, good morning! I hope I didn't disturb you." Gandalf greeted with a smile.

Although the other party arrived unexpectedly early in the morning, he was a visitor and did not ignore him.

"Good morning, Gandalf! Come in." Ino opened the door and extended an invitation.

"Sorry for visiting so early in the morning, but I really have nowhere to go." Gandalf sat on the long stool with a slumped look on his face.

"If you have nowhere to go, come to me! I'm going to set up a stall in Edoras in two days. You can come and help me and calculate the wages."

Ino followed the other person's topic, although he didn't believe a word of Gandalf's words.

"That's my honor, but now is obviously not a good time." Faced with the invitation to set up a stall, Gandalf shook his head with regret.

Although the rejection was expected, Ino used this reason to stop communication.

He always kept a distance from the Maiya in front of him.

As his strength improves, he looks back at everything that happened in the past, and he always feels enlightened.

At Beorn Farm a hundred years ago, he disguised himself as an adult because of the Polyjuice Potion, but now he thinks that disguise has probably been seen through.

It is an obvious example that even old Bans in Hogsmeade can detect the abnormality, so there is no reason why Gandalf the Grey cannot see the clue.

But what is the truth? Not only did he ask him to help the dwarf team through the Dark Forest, but he also planned to give him the Sword of Striking.

Giving weapons to a child who is not even as tall as the weapons?

To be honest, after thinking about all this, his feelings about Gandalf are very subtle.

Although strictly speaking, Gandalf is a good person, even a great person.

But this greatness is terrifying.

Unlike Dumbledore's sacrifice, Gandalf always only cares about the overall situation when doing things, not the feelings of individuals.

This reminds Ino of Muggle computer games, where the main line of the game characters is to overthrow the devil, and the characters always run for justice.

But what? The characters never cared about the civilians.

An obvious example is that Rohan was seriously injured and had just finished the Battle of Helm's Deep, but he still persuaded him to support Gondor.

For this reason, Gandalf even lit the beacon tower of Migondor.

Perhaps this part of the original story is very shocking, representing the beacon of hope.

But from another perspective, this is simply roasting Theoden on the fire.

Not sending troops to support is a betrayal.

Sending troops to support is really squeezing the last foundation of Rohan.

And standing in the so-called righteousness, no one has ever considered the life and death of the people of Rohan.

No one has even considered how many Rohan people can return to the grassland of their hometown after this battle.