The Bard at Hogwarts

Different from the Ministry of Magic.

After a simple wash, Ino was on his way to the Potions class.

Now that he was back in school, he had to abide by the rules here.

…

The sixth-grade Potions class could be considered an elective.

Especially after the O.W.L exam, if you were not determined to get the final exam certificate, it didn't matter whether you took the Potions class or not.

After a year and a half, when he returned to the Potions classroom again, Ino found that the number of students in class had been reduced by more than half without him noticing.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Snape appeared outside the classroom in a black robe on time.

Although Snape's tone and demeanor did not seem to have changed much, there was still a hint of incoordination.

For this, Ino had guessed before the start of school that to develop a potion that restrained Horcruxes, it was inevitable to use Horcruxes as a reference.

And Voldemort's Horcruxes had long been collected by Dumbledore. In this case, there was only one way left to study - making a Horcrux.

This was originally just a personal choice, and he didn't intend to interfere too much, but Snape's condition today was a little wrong.

...

Time passed slowly, and the one-hour potion class soon came to an end.

After class, Ino did not get up, but sat there waiting.

As the last student left, the whole classroom returned to silence again.

"Professor! Something is wrong with you." Ino walked forward and said calmly.

"I know! But this is not the place to chat." Snape walked out without denying, but picked up the books he carried with him and walked out of the classroom slowly.

Seeing this, Ino didn't say anything more and followed him.

...

In the potion class office in the basement of the castle.

"I made a Horcrux, there is nothing to hide about this, Dumbledore also knows it, but he pretends not to know..."

In the dim light, Snape's face was a little blurry.

"...Actually, you don't have to care about me. The Horcrux has been destroyed by me, and it is inevitable that it will be weak for a while."

In the office, Snape said without hiding anything.

For a long while.

"Some things are not right or wrong, they are just choices."

Ino expressed his opinion calmly, and at the same time he was relieved in his heart. The weakness of the destroyed Horcrux was nothing, he was just afraid of other changes.

"Okay, Professor! I respect your choice, but I want to know how long Harry needs now."

At the same time, as Ino's voice fell, a trace of inexplicable brilliance flashed in Snape's eyes.

"Three months is enough! In fact, he came to me after you talked yesterday."

Snape said Dumbledore's behavior without hesitation.

"Okay!" After getting the accurate answer, Ino didn't say anything more.

He originally planned to see Snape's condition and confirm Harry's time. After both goals were achieved, there was no reason to stay.

Now, just wait quietly for a few months.

With Ino's departure, the Potions Office became quiet again.

Under the reflection of the candlelight on the wall, Snape's face became blurred again.

...

Time always passes unconsciously.

A week passed in a flash.

In the castle, the enthusiasm for Hermione's resurrection also cooled down with time.

Unlike adult wizards, life and death are still a bit far away for students.

Saturday morning.

"Blue Lantern, make some more pumpkin juice and butter beer!"

In the tavern in the valley, Hermione stood at the bar, wiping the cups in a serious manner, and also ordered Blue Lantern to make different products.

Compared with Hermione's busyness, Ino seemed a little leisurely at this moment, sitting quietly in the wine and tasting the freshly brewed grass juice.

After a while.

As two round wooden barrels appeared behind the bar, Hermione spoke decisively:

"Ready! Ino, it's open for business!"

"Okay!" Ino stood up and closed the door from the tavern.

...

At the same time.

As the door was closed, the tavern created a mysterious atmosphere, as if time had stopped, and everything slowed down.

I don't know how long it has been, but strange sounds began to be heard in the whole tavern, including the sound of wind, waves, and even a hint of ethereal and beautiful singing...

In such an atmosphere, Hermione subconsciously shrank her neck.

"Don't be afraid, we are just running a tavern!" Ino sat on a chair and comforted her with a chuckle.

"I'm not afraid, I just think it's magical!" Hermione stood up unyieldingly.

At the same time, as Hermione's voice fell, a conversation sounded outside the door of the tavern:

"I don't think it's worth our risk to open a tavern in the forest, especially at night."

"But now we have no choice, otherwise we can only go on, and God knows how long it will take to get out of here."

From the sound, it seems like two young men are communicating.

But somehow, Ino always feels a little familiar, as if he has heard it vaguely somewhere.

...

"Jacob! We are adventurous, but not reckless." One of the more stable voices sounded.

When he heard the familiar name again, Ino stood up in an instant.

Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm, outside the door were the Grimm brothers who had once adventured together.

"Do you know them?"

Inside the bar, Hermione asked curiously. She rarely saw Ino so excited.

"Yes, I know!" Ino nodded without hesitation, "The three oak trees in the valley were given by them."

After a long time, meeting old friends again, a sense of surprise arises spontaneously.

But listening to the conversation outside the door, Ino was also a little helpless. His tavern was just a passive reception, and it could only be opened when others knocked on the door.

Otherwise, opening it actively was a disguised refusal to entertain.

But at the moment, the two brothers seemed to have not made up their minds, which made him a little anxious.

...

For a while.

Outside the door, Jacob's voice sounded again: "It's up to you, anyway, I'm not afraid!"

At the same time, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Come in quickly! Do you know how long I have been waiting for you two to knock on the door?"

Ino quickly opened the door and looked outside with joy, and saw two familiar faces.

William, who was wearing thick glasses and looked mature, and Jacob, who looked lively and energetic, and behind them was a dark and mysterious forest.

At the same time.

After Ino finished speaking, the Grimm brothers stopped talking.

Although Jacob was lively, he was not rash.

He first carefully looked at the unfamiliar young man in front of him, and after carefully identifying him, he asked uncertainly:

"Who are you? Ino?"

"What else?" Ino smiled and responded: "William wrote me into the story without authorization, and I didn't even charge him for the story."

He understood Jacob's caution. After all, it had been so long, and his appearance and height had changed a lot. It was normal that he didn't recognize him for a while.

Outside the door, although Ino was explaining, Jacob didn't go to the tavern immediately. The brave man before seemed a little hesitant at this moment.

Instead, William, who was always calm, stepped into the tavern immediately.

"I'm so glad to see you, my friend!" William opened his arms.

"Me too!" Ino also hugged his long-lost friend.

After confirming that it was a real old friend, Jacob immediately made his presence known: "And me! Back in Merchant Town, I worked hard to take care of you when you were injured!"

"Hahaha, I can't forget! So I'll treat you to some wine and candy! Enough this time."

Letting go of William, Ino looked at Jacob with the same enthusiasm.

But his eyes inadvertently glanced at the black forest outside the door. Just now, he felt peeping and malicious.

I wrote three times today, Captain Duncan of the Lost Homeland, Simba the Lion King... I deleted and reduced a lot, which wasted time, sorry!