The Bard at Hogwarts

Chapter 387 Jacob Green's Choice

Inside the tavern.

As Jacob came in, the dark forest outside the door suddenly disappeared, replaced by a valley full of life.

Even the sky turned from night to day.

"My God! This is simply..." The change of environment and light, the sensitive Jacob immediately noticed the difference.

Although curious, he was like a tree rooted under his feet and just looked out of the door frame.

"Ino..."

"You can go out and see, don't worry! It's safe here!"

Ino stretched out his hand and gently pointed to the valley.

At the same time, Hermione also quietly walked out of the bar.

"I'm sorry! Although this is impolite, can I interrupt? What I want to ask is, is your last name Green?"

Hermione looked at the two with some anticipation. In fact, after hearing the names of Jacob and William just now, she had some guesses.

Although there is no last name, these two names are well-known, especially looking at their faces, they are brothers.

"Of course! Our last name is Grimm, you can also call us the Grimm brothers."

William didn't think it was wrong at all. In fact, over the years, the brothers have also made some names for themselves, so it seems normal to be recognized by others.

"Oh my God, it's really Grimm's fairy tales!" Hermione covered her mouth in amazement.

She seemed to have seen all the idols of her childhood, the Grimm brothers and Hans Andersen, which was something she couldn't even imagine when she was a child.

"Fairy tales?" William looked at Ino in surprise, as if he was wondering what the other party had said, but soon said calmly:

"Yes! Fairy tales, a simple and beautiful story."

Although William didn't refute, the careful Hermione found something strange, and after a little thought, she understood the key.

It seems that the earliest Grimm stories were not fairy tales, but were later deleted and modified countless times and turned into children's books.

After realizing that she had said the wrong thing in a hurry, Hermione stopped talking about the previous topic and walked into the bar, took out a few empty cups, and began to pour butter beer.

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The six-petal tulips hung high in the sky, waving soft sunshine.

The light shines through the quaint window lattices of the tavern onto the table made of red rosewood. The brown wood texture brings out a faint nostalgic color under the light and shadow.

The hall on the first floor of the tavern is filled with a unique atmosphere of wine, wood and years of precipitation.

This atmosphere flows slowly without rushing.

"So this is your story!" William picked up the cup, and drank the butter beer that was less than one-third left at the bottom of the cup.

"You can say that!" Ino nodded slightly to show his approval.

The valley has changed a lot this time. Afterwards, he also asked Lan Deng to measure it. With the tavern as the origin, after measuring the depth in all directions, the overall area is almost catching up with the entire Scottish Highlands.

You should know that it is located in the northwest of the British Isles, facing the North Sea to the east and the Atlantic Ocean to the west. The entire area has nearly 70,000 square kilometers of land.

In comparison, the entire British Isles plus overseas territories are only 240,000 square kilometers.

Therefore, the valley of more than 70,000 square kilometers can be called a "story".

The only flaw is that it is too monotonous.

In addition to the taverns, mills, sea of ​​flowers, and herb fields in the central area, there is an endless wasteland.

On this wasteland, let alone vegetation, there is not even a single ordinary stone. It is as desolate as a reset world.

Following William's words, Ino recalled the changes in the valley.

On the other side, after hearing the story, Jacob spoke thoughtfully:

"This place is like an elf wonderland, but it is not perfect enough. My brother and I have been to a wonderland that has existed since ancient times."

"But this is already great! I want to know, can my brother and I come here again in the future?"

When Jacob finished speaking, not only William, but even Hermione, who was listening to the excitement, turned her head at this moment.

Stared at by three pairs of eyes, Ino showed a relaxed smile.

"No one can stop you from entering my story!"

In fact, the moment the Grimm brothers entered the tavern, Ino had already felt the underlying rules.

This rule is very similar to the shelter in the past. Invited people can enter the tavern and the valley at intervals.

Different from the story of him entering Hans, that random time and random place.

Entering the valley is controllable.

"This is for you!" While speaking, Ino lightly snapped his fingers, and two green leaves fell off by themselves and flew into the tavern.

"What is this?" William looked at the leaves in his hand curiously, and it felt like silk cloth.

"Pass! With it, you don't have to sleep in the wild in the future, but you can only use it once a month, and you can stay here for a maximum of seven days."

Ino explained with a smile.

He is not a real bard, so he doesn't play the random game of teacher Hans, and he doesn't hide the rules.

Seven days a month, you can stay here for 85 days in a year.

"Almost three months..." Jacob was the first to react after hearing an exclamation, and then he heard him deliberately 'talking to himself':

"Then we can build a house! After all, staying in a tavern is always more expensive than drinking!"

"Hahaha, sure!" Ino laughed heartily, but then changed the subject: "But you need to pay for the land."

"Of course! That's how it should be." William agreed.

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Time always flows like water during the chat.

After a small bucket of butter beer was empty, Jacob yawned.

Although the valley was sunny, the brothers had been wandering in the Black Forest for a day.

Now after a few beers, they suddenly relaxed and could no longer hide their fatigue and sleepiness.

"I'll take you to the guest room! There's still a lot of time, no rush!"

Seeing Jacob yawn, Ino also remembered the long-lost word - jet lag.

Then, he stretched out his hand and waved gently at the tulips in the sky, just like greeting friends.

In the blink of an eye, the sky changed from early morning to noon, and from noon to dusk. As the light gradually faded, the valley changed from day to night.

The overall area of ​​the tavern is not large, but there are nearly five guest rooms on the second floor.

Except for the room where Hermione slept yesterday, which is not open to the public, the rest can meet the needs of the Grimm brothers.

After settling the two, Ino slowly walked down the stairs.

"What are you thinking about? I saw you had an idea just now. Now it's just the two of us, just say whatever you want."

After the previous breakthrough communication, there was no last layer of barriers between them.

On the side, Hermione bit her lip lightly, thought for a moment and said:

"Let's build a house in the valley, I don't like the one in Hogsmeade."

As mentioned before, there are no secrets in the castle, and Hermione may know how the house in Hogsmeade came from.

Putting himself in the shoes of others, Ino agreed without thinking.

"Okay! Build a house for us in the valley."

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