The Bard at Hogwarts

I sat alone in the dormitory and thought quietly for a long time.

Then Ino took out the parchment left by the White Witch from the inner pocket.

Since I have chosen the unfettered freedom, I must have the confidence to enjoy freedom accordingly.

And the White Witch who has frozen the entire continent for 100 years is undoubtedly his best teacher.

He does not need to inherit everything. Even if he has half of the other party's strength, in the world of HP, it is not rare, but it is enough for him to be free.

...

In front of the desk.

Ino looked carefully at the parchment in his hand. There were only three magics recorded on it.

But each magic explained in detail their spells, extended applications, and matching emotions.

Yes, emotions.

This made him feel more and more that the magic of the White Witch was not the mage side, but belonged to the warlock.

As for the key to open the parchment, or the prerequisite for learning ice and snow magic.

Maybe... it was the other petal that melted at the beginning.

In the quiet dormitory, it was difficult to detect the passage of time.

An hour later.

Ino folded the parchment in his hand again and carefully put it into the inner pocket.

Then he took a few deep breaths and slowly adjusted his emotions.

Expression, demeanor, and emotions, at this moment he tried his best to imitate the White Witch in his memory.

At the same time, the temperature in the entire dormitory began to gradually drop.

Although he did not change the weather with a wave of his hand like the White Witch, the two ceramic flower pots on the table, the moist soil inside, had condensed frost at this moment.

"Frost shooting!"

In mid-air, an arrow condensed from light blue ice crystals slowly took shape.

After a short delay, two identical ice arrows condensed next to the original arrow.

As the person involved, Ino was also blessed at this moment. Feeling that the ice arrows would not increase, he raised his wand and aimed the ice arrows at an empty wall of the dormitory.

With a wave of his hand, three ice arrows shot out instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the ice arrow hit the wall fiercely. There was no expected gorgeous special effect, and there was no trace of damage to the wall. There were only broken ice chips on the ground.

However, Ino was very satisfied with such an effect.

First of all, the speed of the ice arrow was too fast, even exceeding the speed of all his current spells.

Secondly, there was no obvious light effect of other spells. The light blue and almost transparent arrows were difficult to detect even in the dark night and even in the daytime.

As for the power... This is the main building of the castle. If it was so easy to destroy, Hogwarts would not have stood in the Scottish Highlands for a thousand years.

Although he was very satisfied in all aspects, Ino knew that this was far from the limit of the ice arrow.

It can be clearly written on the parchment that the White Witch once condensed thousands of ice arrows to form an arrow curtain.

Thus, an air force composed entirely of griffins was annihilated in one fell swoop.

Although it was just a few words, it would not have been recorded if it was not to emphasize the extension of magic.

But he still felt the charm of this magic. To put it bluntly, it is an unlimited stacking. The ability determines the number of arrows that can be stacked.

And the experiment just now gave Ino a relatively intuitive feeling.

That is, with his current magic power, three arrows may not be the limit, but at most it will not exceed seven.

Therefore, he can only improve the condensation speed and shooting accuracy as much as possible.

After all, if you can't cover the firepower, you can only spend some time on accurate strikes.

...

The next time.

Ino had a lot of fun in the dormitory, single shot, three shots, and finished products.

He even had a sudden idea that if he could release without a wand in the future, and with a longbow, he could pretend to be an ice archer...

It was fun to play.

But this made the fireplace in the dormitory suffer. The small fire was struggling hard in the extremely cold temperature, and the weak flame seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Similarly, the walls, desks, and even the bed frames in the dormitory were all covered with frost, and some places were even covered with icicles.

However, Ino seemed to be oblivious to all this.

For many years, since he came to this world, no matter where he was or what he did, he had always been cautious and had never experienced a truly hearty and refreshing experience.

Today, after untying the shackles on his body, he knew that he would be discovered and even reported to the professor if he cast magic in the dormitory, but he didn't care at all.

Moreover, in such a frosty environment, Ino not only did not feel the slightest bit of cold, but even felt that the temperature was not low enough.

As if he was born to adapt to the extremely cold environment, the colder it was, the more comfortable it was.

...

Two hours later, the dormitory door was opened.

"My Merlin! Help! Ah!!!"

Malfoy was about to return to the dormitory to rest after a day of wandering.

But the moment he opened the door, he was blown by the oncoming cold air.

Fortunately, wizards are stronger than Muggles. With his eyebrows frosted and his eyelids frozen, Malfoy let out his last cry.

Then he fell to the ground like an ice sculpture.

This sudden change also made Ino realize the seriousness of the problem.

Similarly, as the cold air spread to the Slytherin common room, all the young wizards who were still here noticed the problem.

…

Potions Office.

At this moment, the overall atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing, and the two lit candlesticks were swaying in the wind, adding a bit of seriousness to the atmosphere.

Ino looked at Snape, who was expressionless, and wanted to explain a few words, but he didn't know how to start.

This time, the incident was a bit serious. Although he didn't know how badly Malfoy was injured, it was an indisputable fact that he was carried to the school hospital by everyone.

He wanted to go up to help, but was controlled by the prefect who came, and then he got a ticket for a one-day tour of the Potions Office.

...

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Forget it this time!" Snape said slowly.

"You are not allowed to practice magic in the castle in the future. Black Lake, Forbidden Forest, Quidditch Field, whatever you want."

Hearing this, Ino couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he was a little curious about Snape's change of attitude, he didn't even pursue the responsibility.

But the current result is the most ideal, and it will never happen again!

Just when he thought that the matter was about to end, Snape's calm voice came to his ears again.

"I will write to Lucius personally about Malfoy's matter, you don't have to worry about the rest."

"Thank you, Professor!" This thank you came from the bottom of Ino's heart.

If it weren't for Snape's reminder, he would have almost forgotten the strength of the Malfoy family in the British Isles.

If there is really no one with weight to endorse this matter, then he won't have a good summer vacation.

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