The Bard at Hogwarts

Under the night.

Ino looked at the misty mountains in the distance, and then looked at the empty grasslands around him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally chose to enter the farm in front of him.

"Unlocking spell... I am not as quick-witted as Hermione!"

Looking at the closed door of the farm, Ino sighed after realizing it.

Although he sighed, he did not regret it at all.

In the situation just now, if he really rushed into the farm, if he did not have time to close the door and was followed, he would be trapped in the narrow terrain and could not escape, after all, the giant bear was chasing too closely.

"Alaho open!"

The spell sounded, and the tall wooden door of the farm opened.

Walking into the farm, Ino looked around and found that whether it was tableware or supplies, including tables, chairs, beds, wardrobes... everything seemed to be enlarged.

Interestingly, he also saw that the surrounding beams and pillars were painted with various rough patterns, like some kind of totem, or like casual graffiti, always looking a little mysterious.

Similarly, there were a lot of huge weapons stacked against the wall on one side of the room, including long swords over three meters long, execution axes that were taller than long swords, and even sickles with blades over one meter in diameter.

Although these weapons looked old, the rust spots on them mixed with dark purple spots seemed to prove that they were not just decorations.

...

As time passed.

It seemed unusually lively outside the farm at night.

In the room, Ino heard the roars of various beasts, even mixed with creepy screams.

This made him alert again, and it was impossible to sleep. He opened the suitcase, took out a bottle of vitality tonic potion and drank it all in one breath.

It can only be said that it was worthy of being made by the master of potions. As the bitter potion entered his mouth, the fatigue from the previous fierce battle and the sleepiness at this time all dissipated, and a feeling of full energy came spontaneously.

Feeling his own state, Ino showed a satisfied smile on his face after a while.

In this situation, even if the giant bear attacks, he is confident that he can continue to fight for several hours, or even kill it in mid-air.

However, when he thought of the unknown story, he quickly rejected this idea. After all, any slight change may cause unpredictable changes in the whole story.

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"I always feel that everything has changed after entering Hogwarts..."

Sitting on the huge chair, Ino was also thinking secretly in his heart.

It seems that since the start of school, the fantasy world has changed a little, and the scenes of small villages and towns have never appeared before.

Whether it is Narnia last time or the story at this moment, the entire terrain is surprisingly large, and various dangers are also coming one after another.

In the middle of the night, time is always long.

Although he drank the potion, the disadvantages brought by his full energy also appeared, that is, there is no place to vent.

But in this situation, it is obvious that he can't move around easily.

He can only sit on the huge chair, sprinkling snowflakes boredly, and quietly waiting for dawn.

Time passes by every second.

Finally, with a noise coming from the door, Ino jumped off the chair instantly, holding the wand tightly in his right hand.

"Come out! I know you are inside." A rough and hoarse voice sounded outside the room.

It is a blessing, not a curse. We must face it.

After hearing the voice outside the room, he was relieved. It is good to be able to communicate. I am afraid of the kind of attack that is like a life-and-death vengeance.

Slowly walked out of the room.

What came into view was a giant standing in the courtyard, about 20 feet tall. The nearly five-meter-tall body, coupled with the thick hair on the face, looked full of deterrence.

"I'm sorry! I came in without invitation." Ino bowed slightly, "A wild beast chased me yesterday, so I had to choose to take shelter here temporarily."

The moment he saw the figure opposite, he knew that this should be the giant's home, so he opened his mouth to explain his uninvited behavior.

"My name is Beorn, the last skin-changer in Middle-earth. It is difficult for me to control my behavior when I am in the state of a beast."

The giant seemed surprisingly kind. Not only did he not pursue anything, but he also gave an explanation.

Skin-changer...Middle-earth, a series of familiar words sounded in my ears.

As a dazzling gem in the history of fantasy, Ino should be very familiar with this long story.

As a magical skin-changer Beorn, he also has a certain understanding of it. Overall, he is also a pitiful and miserable person.

Beorn's family was brutally killed by the orcs, and he was also put in shackles and chains, and was watched by the orcs like a pet. After escaping from the sky by chance, he lived outside the Misty Mountains, hunting the minions of the dark forces alone all year round.

But now it seems that Beorn seems to have a certain affection for humans, not as indifferent to the dwarves as in the story.

Thinking of this, Ino also smiled and said:

"Bard Ino! I have heard rumors about you, Mr. Beorn! I have no ill intentions, let's just forget about the misunderstanding last night."

"You shouldn't have come here." Beorn's hoarse voice sounded again. "The infiltration of evil forces, the Misty Mountains are no longer safe."

On the other side, Ino was already thinking in his mind.

Although he confirmed the background of the story, he still knew nothing about everything in Middle-earth, and he didn't even know what era it was now.

If he accidentally ran to Helm's Deep or Minas Tirith and caught up with a large-scale war, he would be really blind.

However, he was sure of one thing, that it must not be the terrifying Second Age. After all, the living Beorn standing in front of him was the best proof.

Speaking of this, we have to mention the great changes in Middle-earth. In the era of the demon god Gozer in the First Age, the dragons like Smaug were just created thugs, and there were even active ancient Balrogs.

In the era of Sauron in the Second Age, a powerful skin-changer like Beorn could only be put in shackles and watched as a pet.

But in the Third Age, after the elves and humans joined forces to cause the demise of Numenor, the entire Middle-earth experienced a cliff-like decline, as if it had entered the end of the law, and all extraordinary powers were rapidly retreating.

So much so that Beorn could now easily enter the Misty Mountains alone to protect this land that had not yet been infected by evil. Any orcs, wargs, and even ogres could be easily killed by him.

Although his mind was full of thoughts, it was only a moment in reality.

After a little hesitation, Ino also said:

"Thank you for your advice, Mr. Bion! I will leave after a short rest."

"Whatever you want!" Bion stopped persuading him, and instead grabbed the huge hand axe beside him and began to work in the courtyard.

The wooden stakes with a diameter of more than one meter were like soft cakes in Bion's hands, and were easily split into firewood of the same size.

In the courtyard, Ino stood quietly aside.

He was waiting for Bion to finish his work, and after asking about the map route and the time, he would decide on the next journey.

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