The Bard at Hogwarts

In the delicate tapestry of life, sometimes a thread of a different color appears inadvertently.

But it is precisely because of these different colored threads that perhaps the tapestry called life becomes colorful.

…

Early the next morning.

After washing, Ino heard some unexpected news.

"Are you sure you want to start a magazine? And it will be a monthly magazine for Hogwarts?"

"I'm sure, I've been thinking about it all night!" Draco nodded seriously.

Yesterday, after some thinking, he suddenly felt that it would be good to start a magazine.

At the beginning of the period, you can have one issue per month, sharing some strange things about the castle, and it can even be bundled with the film and television mirror, which not only has a text version, but also has film and television content.

Seeing Draco's serious expression, Ino didn't say anything. It didn't cost much.

During the previous meeting in Diagon Alley, he also looked at the ledger that Marcus brought out. If he really wants to complete those orders, the dividends alone will be enough for Draco to toss at will.

"Just do it if you like it, but you have to worry about collecting information. Being too boring will also affect your reputation and sales."

"I've thought about it all! Spend money to buy information!" Draco said confidently.

"Scarhead's follower, Colin from Gryffindor, Carl from Ravenclaw..."

After a series of names, Ino also believed in Draco's determination, and it didn't seem like it was just a whim.

But no matter what, he thought it was a good thing. Last year, Percy and Penello visited together to buy some movie glasses for their graduation photos.

In fact, this is the case in England. Many people walk out of Hogwarts after seven years and probably never have the chance to enter the castle again throughout their lives.

To be honest, this is a bit cruel.

Now that Draco has the idea of ​​starting a magazine, it is actually a good deed. Especially coupled with the film and television records of the double-sided mirror, it will probably allow many adult wizards to look back on those lush years.

Thinking of this, Ino also told Draco his thoughts.

"Leave this to me! It will definitely become a mainstream magazine!" Draco's tone was full of heroism, but soon he thought of another thing and asked:

"That's right! Ino, do you want to become a shareholder? Let's do it together! Just the two of us."

"Okay! Then I'll invest five hundred galleons." Faced with such a meaningful thing, he didn't intend to refuse.

A small investment of five hundred galleons would be regarded as standing up for Draco.

The excitement in the castle, the memories outside the castle.

"Okay! I'm going to write the plan now." After receiving a positive answer, Draco became excited.

He didn't even eat breakfast, and walked toward the dormitory table vigorously.

Although he felt a little childish in the scene before him, he would not throw cold water on it.

"Okay, then write it down carefully and we can discuss it together when we have time."

While Draco was concentrating, Ino called out to Curribe.

Likewise, with the twinkling of the phoenix, the bedroom became quiet.

…

The eighth floor of the castle.

A red light flashed across the corridor on the right, and Ino came to the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas.

"I'm looking for a quiet place to brew potions..."

As I thought, after passing by three times in a row, a door appeared on the wall.

Room of Requirement.

Hermione was looking intently at the crucible in front of her. The fire was slowly simmering, and a faint white smoke was rising.

The smell of brewed Fuling Elixir is not very good, but after a short period of getting used to it, it is acceptable.

When Ino entered the Room of Requirement, he saw a beautiful picture.

Under the soft candlelight, Hermione sat quietly in front of the crucible, her whole body seemed to be surrounded by the faint, gentle candlelight.

She has long brown hair hanging casually behind her back. She is wearing a plain robe, thin velvet leggings under the skirt, and a pair of versatile khaki women's short boots.

The clothes looked ordinary, but what concerned him was Hermione's expression.

When she is concentrating, the girl's brows always reveal a calmness and quietness that transcends her age.

The process of brewing the potion was also pleasing to the eye. The movements in her hands were gentle and precise. Every stir and every measurement was so meticulous.

At this moment, Hermione seemed to be really focused on her own world, or maybe she had reached a critical stage for the potion. In short, she had not raised her head so far.

Faced with this situation, Ino stood aside naturally and did not make any inappropriate noise.

Time passes minute by minute in a quiet atmosphere.

…

After a while.

In front of the crucible, Hermione made another move.

She first stopped stirring before, then carefully opened the bag next to her and dug out several strange-looking herbs.

Every time she picked up one, Hermione would bring it close to the tip of her nose and sniff it. Her serious look seemed to be having a silent dialogue with the medicinal ingredients.

Soon, she skillfully put the selected medicinal materials into the crucible.

After doing all this, Hermione looked up.

"I'm sorry! I know you're here, but I really couldn't be distracted at that moment."

A soft voice sounded in the empty room.

Hearing this, Ino didn't take it seriously at all. Everyone who focuses on work should be respected.

"It's me who should be sorry for almost disturbing you!"

After confirming that Hermione would not be busy any longer, Ino slowly walked forward:

"You surprised me yesterday! Felix Felicis can actually shorten the time. You know, the long brewing time of six months has always been the most difficult part of this potion."

"It's not difficult! But this is not my achievement."

Hermione reached out and gently stroked the hair on her forehead. She had no time to manage her scattered hair because of her concentration just now.

"In fact, a lot of the knowledge about Felix Felicis is Professor Snape's. He had the idea of ​​improving it a long time ago, but he stopped for some reason later..."

Speaking of this, Hermione looked aside a little embarrassedly. In fact, she lied a little yesterday.

Ino also saw Hermione's reaction, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Although he continued to study according to the professor's ideas, not everyone has this talent and qualification.

"Can you tell me what happened? Of course! I won't listen in vain. I will use some alchemical knowledge or other ways to compensate."

Ino sat on the floor, and he had already thought of a way to compensate, especially when he saw Hermione's concentration just now, which made him feel that an alchemical doll was undoubtedly a good exchange.

After all, there is no reason why a puppet that can be an alchemy assistant cannot be a potion assistant.

As for the equivalent exchange of life and vitality, he has also thought about it. At most, he can recycle it once a year and treat it as after-sales service.

On the other hand.

After hearing the compensation, Hermione hurriedly shook her head, and her hair that had just been straightened became messy again.