The Bard at Hogwarts

"Winter is coming!"

Ino stood up and pointed her wand towards the sky.

As the spell sounded, the entire classroom seemed to be torn apart by a mysterious force, and the originally restless Billywig swarm also became calm.

In just a short moment, the room seemed to have experienced a time and space distortion, and the originally bright light around it became dim.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, making everyone feel like they were in a cold winter evening.

The walls, floors, ceilings, and even tables, chairs, and benches were visibly covered with a thick layer of white frost.

Little bits of falling snow began to appear in the air, and then more and more snowflakes became larger and larger. The whole classroom turned into a world of ice and snow.

Accompanying the falling snow was the howling wind. The wind mixed with the icy snow made the doors and windows in the classroom rattle.

Facing this sudden change, the little wizards huddled together. Some tried to block the blizzard with their hands, while others opened their eyes wide and looked curiously at this miracle full of magic.

This blizzard came and went quickly.

Seeing the Billywig bugs falling like raindrops in the cold sky, Ino stopped his magic.

After all, the problem has been solved, and continuing to do so would be an accidental injury.

Although the magic has been terminated, the snowflakes suspended in the air, guided by inertia, still rotate around his body, as if they have transformed into loyal guards.

Snowflakes are flying, and under the influence of magic, it seems that every piece of snow has a crystal glow.

Black robe, white falling snow.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Different from the deep thinking of the Ravenclaws, the eyes of everyone in the classroom lit up with a different kind of light.

Especially Pansy, who was sitting at the back row, even had an inexplicable look in her eyes, which seemed to be a mixture of paranoia and fanaticism.

…

"What are you waiting for? Please invite our beloved professor back!"

In the quiet classroom, Ino was the first to break the calm.

And his words seemed to be filled with magic. A Ravenclaw girl sitting in the first row near the door stood up and walked towards the door without thinking.

One minute later.

"Ha! You did better than I expected, you know? I almost made a move just now, but luckily you didn't let me down."

No one has entered the classroom yet, but the iconic exaggerated voice has reached everyone's ears.

"Oh..." Lockhart walked in the door, looked at the frozen classroom in disbelief, and exclaimed.

"Great, I am indeed wise. It is much safer to test you with 1X Billywig Bug than 2X Cornwall Elf!"

Lockhart never forgets to boast. After praising himself, he noticed the only figure standing in the field.

"By the way, kid, what's your name?"

"Eno! Eno Swinburne." Ino replied calmly.

"Very good, really good! Mr. Swinburne perfectly solved these annoying little guys under my guidance, so Slytherin gets 10 points."

Lockhart's voice was a little excited, as if he had experienced two consecutive weeks of defeats, and at this moment he finally proved his ability as a professor.

…

Although the class ended like a farce, it also left a deep impression on many young wizards.

After class, everyone walked out of the classroom one after another.

"Ino, the magic you just performed was so cool. Isn't that what you used to freeze me last time?"

He was obviously hurt, but God knows there was even a trace of pride and pride in Draco's tone.

Before he could reply, another gentle voice sounded behind him.

"Ino, I also have some books about air-made snow spells and freezing spells at home. I will bring them to you next time."

Pansy stood quietly beside the two of them, her tone of voice was like the breeze in April, gently blowing over people's faces, gentle and soothing.

"Books!" Ino reacted suddenly, and then looked at Pansy apologetically, "Sorry! I forgot to return the Sunshine Curse to you!"

It was his fault. In fact, he had finished reading the book before the summer vacation, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he had forgotten about it.

"It's okay! It doesn't affect anything. If that book was mine, it must have been given to you." Pansy smiled with an unchanged expression, as if she didn't care at all.

"But this was my mistake. I'll find out when I get back later. As for the snow-making spell and freezing spell you mentioned, I'm honestly very interested. Anyway, thank you."

Ino replied politely. He was also very curious about these two magic spells and just took this opportunity to refer to them. After all, there is nothing wrong with drawing parallels.

Speaking of spells, we actually have to talk about the happy education at Hogwarts. For seven years, the little wizards only learned less than 50 spells, or even less.

After all, many spells are learned repeatedly, such as summoning spells, repair spells, etc., from first grade to seventh grade.

Miranda Gorshak's original version of "Standard Spells" was shelved in the restricted book section because it contained too many harmful spells and was not suitable for young wizards to read.

On the other side, after receiving a positive reply, Pansy also smiled slightly and said: "I will go back and write a letter home right now, so I won't disturb your chat now."

Looking at Pansy's back as she left quietly, Draco subconsciously murmured:

"Did you notice that she seemed to have changed? All of a sudden."

"Has it changed?" Ino glanced at Pansy's back in confusion, "Maybe the Billywig worm scared her just now, but I think this is a good thing."

"Good thing?" Draco's tone was full of doubt.

"Yes! Good thing." Ino nodded with certainty, and then said:

"Just like a rose with thorns, it gradually sheds its sharp coat and becomes quiet and restrained. It is a kind of growth, a transformation from external hardness and sharpness to internal flexibility and strength."

"Although I don't quite understand, it sounds amazing." Draco shrugged indifferently, and didn't seem to care about it.

"Ino, counting this 10 points, you have added 125 points in the first two weeks of school. It seems that we can win the college cup again this year."

Looking at Draco's slightly smug expression, Ino smiled without comment.

Perhaps this is the student era.

It is always full of countless experiences worth cherishing, and all this is its unique charm.

Young wizards, for the college cup, for this goal that seems to have no substantial reward, go all out and work tirelessly.

It's like going to an amusement park at the age of 12, feeling fresh and excited and wanting to share with others, but going to the amusement park at the age of 32, you will only watch quietly and no longer have the same mood as before.

The little wizards laughed or cried, were happy or sad, but they did not waste their current student experience.

"Draco, you are right! This year, it is highly likely that no one can snatch our college cup, because the castle is safe!"

Ino said with certainty.

At this moment, he no longer looked at the college cup with a mature mentality, but chose to join this game.

After all, some things are gone and cannot be recovered, and the only thing left is memories.

New book release, new journey, thank all the big guys for their support.

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