The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 110, Second Session of the Mini-Class

Slytherin dormitory.

Ino quietly used a water-making spell to clean the branches and leaves of the potted plant. The emerald green leaves became even more crystal clear, like the rising sun, containing boundless vitality.

After a short while, he watered the flowers as usual, then sat quietly on a chair to the side.

The thunderstorm was yesterday's news, and as Professor McGonagall said, once you get through the initial transformation, you'll be able to master Animagus and basically switch forms in an instant.

Of course, he also knew that it wasn't because his transformation ability was so strong, but simply because of the special nature of Animagus. Just like eating, drinking, and breathing air, once a baby is born, as long as it takes its first breath, it doesn't need to worry about not being able to breathe anymore.

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Humans seem to be inherently restless; often, before one thought has even passed, another new thought quietly arises.

Ino then thought of today's history of magic, and Professor Binns, in his unchanging voice, recounted in detail the thrilling history—the English goblin rebellion of 1752.

Although Professor Binns spoke calmly, the deaths, sacrifices, and bloodshed he mentioned were countless.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

A brief, orderly knocking sound brought Ino's thoughts back to the present moment.

The door was opened from the outside.

Without a doubt, Draco brought people back, because he always does this, whether he brings Goyle, Crabbe, or other outsiders into the dormitory, he always knocks on the door before opening it.

When Draco comes home alone, he doesn't care so much and usually just pushes the door open and walks in.

"Ino, we're here! Sorry, it's a bit crowded today!" Draco said apologetically as soon as he entered.

Upon hearing this, Ino raised her head in surprise. One, two, three, four... Goodness, the spacious dormitory was packed with nine people.

Draco, Goyle, Crabbe, Pansy, Daphne, and four other second-year Slytherin girls.

"It's alright! It's a good thing for everyone to learn together," Ino said, trying to sound relaxed.

Since they were already there, he couldn't very well turn them away.

After today's History of Magic course, Pansy and Draco suggested reviewing the material, and also mentioned that they would tutor a few students who wanted to improve their History of Magic grades.

In short, he agreed to the request, but he didn't expect nine people to come at once.

It's important to understand that Slytherin isn't like Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, where a single year can easily have dozens or even hundreds of students. As the smallest house, Slytherin's nine students practically make up more than half of the second-year wizards.

Looking at the young faces in front of me and the empty furnishings of the dormitory.

Ino waved his wand, and nine pure white ice high-backed chairs suddenly materialized on the ground. Then he used Transfiguration to transform the icy chairs into ordinary wooden ones.

The ability to do all this so easily is not due to polymorphism, but rather to frost magic, which makes it easy to change the texture of objects of equal volume.

However, what Ino didn't know was that this opportunistic transformation technique had also shocked the young wizards in front of her.

Draco was alright, after all, he had seen the Frost Serpent before, but among the remaining people, both Pansy and Daphne had their eyes sparkling.

"Please have a seat! We're about to begin reviewing today's material!" Ino said softly.

The sound wasn't loud, but the nine people present didn't hesitate at all; one by one, they chose the chair closest to them and then sat down quietly.

"Today, Professor Binns is still lecturing on modern history, but this time it's another tragic event: the goblin rebellion of 1752..."

"In mid-18th century England, the goblin Lala led a rather serious rebellion, which is why she appears in Chocolate Frog illustrations. The cause of the rebellion was simply that there was no goblin representative in the Wizengamot Wizarding Council."

The content this time was somewhat heavy, so he didn't adopt the tone of a bard, but simply narrated it calmly.

"...This rebellion swept across England, and countless people lost their lives as a result. The elderly, students, and even babies, whether pure-blood, half-blood, or Muggle wizards, no one was spared."

"Fairies don't care about a wizard's bloodline, because in their eyes, we are all wizards, indistinguishable and incapable of distinction..."

Ino slowly recounted the past, recounting the blood and fire of that era hidden in the long river of time.

"...In the end, Albert Boot, the then Minister of Magic, stepped down, and his successor, Basil Fleck, only served as minister for two months before resigning due to the alliance between goblins and werewolves."

The history is finished.

In a standard dormitory room, although nine people were seated, not a single person made a sound; even their breathing was very soft.

No one spoke; it seemed everyone was lost in the memories of those hidden years.

a long time.

A gentle voice rang out in the dormitory.

"Fairies are not to be trusted! This species should be completely exterminated, every single one of them should be killed."

Pansy spoke in the gentlest of tones about the extinction of her race. Even as she spoke, a sweet smile graced her face.

On the other side, Daphne also expressed her opinion.

"Fairies are untrustworthy, but they're useful! Branding them and controlling them with magic, just like house-elves, isn't that fun?"

As Ino listened to their conversation, he glanced discreetly at Draco and Goyle behind him.

Well, what I saw were blank and bewildered faces!

It seems that purebred girls are really much stronger than boys.

It's like the saying goes: while you're playing games, your peers are already reading Plato and starting to study rationalism and nature theory.

"Alright, we're studying the history of magic, so let's not discuss positions or opinions."

To avoid hearing even more outrageous remarks, Ino had to change the subject.

"Of the above, we need to remember a few key points: the exact dates of the three instances of goblins' misjudgments, and the Ministry of Magic's restoration of the goblins' sovereignty in Gringotts in 1865 in an effort to appease them."

However, the tree may wish to rest, but the wind will not cease.

Just when he thought the tutoring session was over, one of the four new girls who had joined the class today raised her hand.

"Miss Bosde, is there anything I can help you with?" Ino asked calmly.

He recognized the girl: Milison Bosde, the burly woman who dueled Hermione in the original story, practically a female version of Goyle.

"Mr. Swinburne, I'm puzzled. Why are we giving the fairies benefits after they've rebelled several times, causing countless injuries to wizards, even though we've clearly won?"

"I'm curious, are the wizards powerless, or is the Ministry of Magic weak and incompetent? But we really did win!"

Bosde's voice was deep, and at first glance it sounded like a boy speaking.

But regardless of her voice, her questions were sharp and precise, immediately pinpointing the problem.

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(End of this chapter)