The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 32 Hello, Defense Against the Dark Arts Class

Half an hour later.

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Quirrell single-handedly resolved the millennia-old conflict and rift between Gryphon and Slytherin.

The two colleges were successfully unified, at least on the surface.

The strong, pungent smell of garlic made the young wizards in the front row unable to open their eyes. Coupled with the halting, rote teaching style, everyone was drowsy and had no interest in anything else.

In the classroom, Ino sat in the middle to back row, in an inconspicuous and unremarkable spot.

At this moment, like everyone else, his eyes were glazed over, and he looked like he might fall asleep at any moment.

The only difference is that others might genuinely find Quirrell's teaching unbearable, while he was simply acting it out the whole time.

There's nothing I can do... Quirrell's abilities are nothing compared to Aunt Aisha's nagging in the fantasy world.

Time passed with Quirrell's stuttering reading.

"Now...now you...can...class is over, there's no...homework."

As soon as Quirrell finished speaking, the entire classroom seemed to be injected with a powerful stimulant, and all the young wizards rushed towards the door.

Ino mingled with the crowd and followed them out of the classroom.

Everything was going well; during class, he neither stared at Quirrell's headscarf nor asked any strange questions.

After landing safely.

He was also reflecting at this moment, perhaps he had fallen into the trap of the Charms class again, becoming somewhat arrogant.

It's funny, he's not Harry, so how could he possibly attract everyone's attention?

Besides... whether it's Voldemort or Quirrell, they're after the Philosopher's Stone, they don't have time to concern themselves with irrelevant matters.

……

at the same time.

After leaving the classroom.

Since it was still early, Ino leisurely strolled through the campus corridors.

Like a tourist taking photos, I paused at every window I passed, gazing out at the castle in the distance.

Perhaps they had just finished a tense acting competition and were suddenly relaxing.

He increasingly felt that this carefree campus life was so precious.

"Please...please wait...a moment!"

The intermittent sound suddenly came from behind him, almost startling him into a state of panic, and his arm instinctively reached for the inner pocket.

He then realized that he had been overly cautious in the busy corridor during the day.

"Phew~ Why are you running so fast? I haven't seen you at the library for the past few days. Did something happen?"

The sound grew closer, and Ino finally realized that the owner of the voice had nothing to do with Quirrell.

……

Before him stood a brown dumpling with bright, kind eyes and a concerned expression.

To be honest, this scene really touched Ino's heart.

To be fair, aside from the fantasy world, Hermione is the first person who genuinely cares about him without any ulterior motives.

Whether he was living in a welfare home or setting up a fortune-telling stall outside a primary school, all the greetings, attention, and attempts to strike up conversations he encountered were purposeful.

At this moment, Hermione's sincere concern is all the more precious.

"I'm asking you, stop spacing out!" Hermione stretched out her delicate white hand and waved it in front of Ino's eyes.

"I'm fine, nothing serious happened. I haven't been to the library these past few days; I've been organizing my previous knowledge. After all, excessive absorption can make you a slave to knowledge."

"Unbelievable, I actually understood the context of Plato's words. I really don't understand how you got into Slytherin."

Hermione's words were filled with regret.

"Haha, I remember answering a similar question to you in the side hall before the division..."

Before Ino could finish speaking, Hermione tilted her head back at a 45-degree angle to the sky and began to mimic Ino's tone:

"'I don't know! I don't care how they divide it'... Seriously! You know, your expression at that moment was so smug."

"Really? But I really don't care about the sorting system!"

Ino turned around, stared into Hermione's eyes, and spoke earnestly.

After a brief eye contact, Hermione gave in and lowered her head, muttering to herself.

"Please speak louder! I can't hear you at all."

During the day, the corridors were always filled with countless young wizards, making it impossible for him to hear what Hermione was saying.

"It's nothing! I was just wondering if I could ask you to do my fortune telling again in the future? Don't worry, I'll pay. Although I don't have enough Galleons, I have some pounds saved up."

Hermione asked nonchalantly.

Of course, if you ignore the clenched fists under her robe and the restless kicking of her feet, you might really think she doesn't care.

However, Ino didn't notice Hermione's subtle movement and casually said:

"Of course! And you're welcome to patronize my business. After all, there's no reason to refuse money that's offered to you."

"That's good! If I can't find you, I'll go to the owlhouse and write you a letter," Hermione said happily.

Owl shed...

To be honest, Ino felt a little uneasy after hearing Hermione's answer.

It's important to know that although Hogwarts has four houses, there are long-standing conflicts between them.

But while the college remains, the students come and go; students won't become strangers just because they belong to different colleges.

Cross-college romances are common, and these relationships are not limited to heterosexual relationships.

However, he had already sensed the problem when Hermione mentioned the owl shed.

It's only been a short time since school started, and Hermione already seems to have been isolated by Gryffindor, unable to even find someone to relay messages.

The castle may not look big, but it is actually quite large, with a maze-like staircase.

Finding someone accurately without mobile communication devices can sometimes be quite difficult.

Therefore, passing messages between trainees has become a tradition that everyone follows.

Even the lion and the snake, who are most at odds, will generally not refuse to help pass on messages.

That's why he guessed how bad Hermione's situation was in Gryffindor.

None of the first-year students told her about the tradition of exchanging messages between schools.

Thinking of this, Ino felt a pang of pity and said:

"There's no need to spend 2 nut to send a letter. If you can't find me, just leave me a note at the library and deposit it with Mrs. Pince. Mention my name, and she'll help."

Speaking of Mrs. Pince, he went to great lengths to deliberately get close to her from the very first day of school.

In game terms, she's someone whose favorability rating is almost maxed out, so leaving a note or passing her a note is really no big deal.

"You actually managed to persuade Mrs. Pince to help!"

Hermione's eyes widened as if she had heard something unbelievable.

"Because I'm a good student and I never break school rules," Ino said truthfully.

In terms of following school rules, he has never lost a single point since the start of the semester; on the contrary, he has gained quite a few points every now and then.

When it comes to following school rules, this topic really hits Hermione's sweet spot.

For the rest of the time, the two walked back and forth along the corridor several times until it was almost noon, when Ino ended the conversation under the pretext of taking a lunch break.

He really had no other choice. Hermione gave the impression of someone who had survived on a desert island for several years and suddenly saw someone of her own kind, and had endless things to say to her.

……

"Next time, we absolutely have to meet at the library."

Ino couldn't help but rub her sore calves.

We started walking and talking at 10 a.m. and have continued until now, around lunchtime.

His legs were aching from walking, but Hermione was perfectly fine. In fact, she even seemed a little light-footed when she left... It was simply incomprehensible.

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