The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 205 The Real Temple

Mount Imitos appeared unusually silent, shrouded in the skirt of Nyx, the goddess of night.

Of course, the silence is only temporary. Tomorrow morning, Apollo will ride his sun chariot across the sky, and everything will become vibrant again.

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In a secluded valley in the Imitos Mountains stands a two-story building made of pure white marble.

In the candlelight, a small figure was bustling about in the room.

Ino sat in the lobby on the first floor, watching the amusing scene unfold before her with a smile on her lips.

Helena busied herself carrying various treasured items like a little hamster: broken statues, old wooden boxes, and all sorts of odds and ends...

He didn't use magic to help Helena because he knew very well that the joy of moving to a new house lay in this simple busyness.

Just like before, he moved from the underpass to Hogsmeade, enjoying the joy of crafting furniture and decorating his room by hand.

Fortunately, Helena didn't have many possessions, which slowly passed away over time.

The last flax awning was dragged into the room, and the entire moving process came to an end.

"Take a break, come and get something to eat."

Ino opened the suitcase and took out several pieces of cheese, various Honeydukes candies, and a small bucket of butterbeer.

Hearing the call, Helena obediently walked over.

Standing by the table, the girl didn't touch the exquisite-looking food; instead, she nervously clasped her two small hands together.

"The water is as clear as a spring!"

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Fifteen minutes later.

Helena is no longer the dirty little girl.

She wore a clean and crisp linen dress, looking both neat and efficient. Perhaps her only flaw was her appearance.

It's not that she's ugly, but rather that she's too ordinary, especially when paired with those jewel-like violet eyes, which always look somewhat out of place.

However, Ino nodded in satisfaction at his ordinary appearance.

In Greek mythology, beauty is the original sin! Regardless of gender, too many people have suffered tragedy because of their beauty.

An ordinary and unremarkable appearance can often become a true talisman.

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in the room.

Helena happily ate all kinds of candy.

Even while eating, she still managed to squeeze in a chat: "Whose priestess are you? The goddess of harvest? The sun god?"

Hearing the same old tune being repeated, Ino waved his hand speechlessly.

"I've already said I'm not a priest of any god; you can think of me as a magician."

"You are the priest!" Helena's expression was somewhat solemn.

"Whatever you want! But go upstairs to bed early after you finish eating. Tomorrow I'll take you to Athens to tell you stories; your task is to observe and listen as much as possible."

As Ino spoke, he stood up and walked towards the inner room.

As for Helena's misunderstanding, he didn't intend to explain anything.

After all, in an era where gods are manifesting, many people's perceptions are not so easily changed.

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At the same time.

In the city of Athens not far away, there is a pure white marble palace.

Several maids dressed in linen gowns were carefully surrounding a beautiful young girl of the same age, like stars surrounding the moon.

The girl stood barefoot on the floor, her fair skin glowing faintly in the candlelight, and her elegant clothes appearing somewhat hazy.

Behind the girl stands a huge statue, nearly 10 meters tall, made entirely of ivory.

The statue wears a helmet and a Greek-style long dress, holding a spear in its right hand and a round shield with relief carvings in its left.

A while passed.

The girl spoke slowly, her ethereal voice, tinged with a hint of mischief, echoing through the temple:

"Ah, another chosen one of the gods has come to Athens."

At this moment, the maids around her, hearing this tone that was different from before, became even more solemn.

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The Imitos Mountains.

In the quiet valley before dawn.

Ino sat quietly on the grass, her gaze fixed intently on the eastern sky.

As time passed, the night gradually faded, and a faint, pale light began to appear on the horizon.

Just then, a golden light suddenly appeared on the horizon, a sign that the sun was about to rise.

Seeing this, Ino narrowed his eyes. He had gotten up very early, waiting for this moment before dawn.

As the first rays of sunlight rise in the east, the landscape is bathed in a soft golden hue.

Golden light gradually spread, completely dispelling the darkness and announcing the arrival of a new day.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be bathed in this warm sunlight, and everything seemed so vibrant.

In contrast to his vitality, Ino slumped back in his chair, looking rather dejected.

Just minutes earlier, in the first rays of sunrise, he had vaguely seen a golden carriage.

Although it was only fleeting, it shattered the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Hearing the voice behind her, Ino couldn't help but turn around.

Before he knew it, Helena was already standing beside him, fully dressed.

"I'm watching the sunrise." Ino didn't hide it, nor did she need to.

"Sunrise? Only those favored by the gods can see the chariot of the sun god." Helena looked at the sky in confusion.

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Athens.

In the bustling market, a quiet corner has appeared, a rarity.

The small corner was filled with onlookers. Although there were many people, it was not noisy at all. Everyone was quietly listening.

In the center of the crowd sat two figures, one tall and one short.

"...There are countless roses in this world, but even in a rose garden in full bloom, the Little Prince still longs for his own rose. At this moment, he understands what true love is..."

To the gentle strains of the harp, Ino slowly recounts the story of "The Little Prince".

This was also a story he carefully selected; in such an age of gods, nothing was safer than talking about love.

With the story coming to an end, the main event—the paid section—is about to begin.

Ino slowly raised her head, looked around, and then forced a smile.

Directly in front of him was a young girl dressed in pure white linen, while to the left of the crowd stood a handsome young man with blond hair.

Similarly, there were also some onlookers in the crowd who were all exceptionally good-looking and had remarkable presence.

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