The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 37 The Lion Witch and the Magic Wardrobe

As the footsteps drew closer, Ino immediately became alert.

After all, it's already quite strange for a street lamppost to suddenly appear in this desolate wilderness, not to mention the footsteps that sounded rather unusual.

moment.

Whoo… After seeing who it was, Ino quickly flicked his wrist, and the wand hidden in his sleeve appeared in his hand in an instant.

There's nothing I can do; this person in front of me—let's just call him a person for now—is truly terrifying and bizarre.

He was about three feet tall, and by appearances he was only slightly taller than Professor Frivy, but that's not the point.

The key feature is that it has the head of a goat, with a pair of sharp horns exposed, and its lower body also has the hooves of a goat. It even has a short tail.

Faced with such a magnificent appearance, one cannot afford to be careless.

To be honest, sheep, or goats, have been regarded as negative symbols of darkness, evil, lust, and irritability in Western history since ancient Greece.

More importantly, Asmodeus, the demon of lust among the seven deadly sins, is also depicted as a male goat.

On the other side...

The moment the wand appeared, the goat-man opposite seemed to be startled and screamed.

"Huh! A kindred spirit of the evil witch! How terrifying."

The terrified cries of goats echoed through the silent, frozen forest.

Before he could explain, the other party darted away, taking two thick, sturdy steps, and ran off like a gust of wind.

a long time.

"...I was careless."

After regaining his senses, Ino regretted his actions.

His months of comfortable life at Hogwarts made him almost forget the traditions of the fantasy world.

It's important to know that in all folk tales, fairy tales, and fables, wizards have never been portrayed as positive figures; they are always depicted as either good or bad.

On the other hand, princes, knights, and even adventurers and soldiers often receive more goodwill.

In truth, his identity as a bard, which he has always maintained, is more like that of a neutral party.

They wouldn't receive any extra kindness, but they also wouldn't be scared into screaming and running away like they are now.

Thinking of this, he immediately put the wand back into his sleeve.

Then he opened the briefcase, took out the accordion, fastened the straps, and slung it diagonally over his body. He didn't need to change his clothes, since plain robes weren't exclusive to wizards.

After doing all this, they continued walking forward along the same path.

……

Walking through the dense, dark cedar forest, my feet tread on thick snow.

The sky was a grayish-blue, just like the sky seen on a clear winter morning.

The surrounding environment was unusually quiet; the entire forest was completely silent, and there wasn't even a robin or pine tree in sight.

Everything was eerily quiet, as if the goat from before was the only living creature here.

This made Ino regret his recklessness once again.

"Hmm... I want to buy a magic carpet, learn to be an Animagus, and steal the sword from the hat to pretend to be a knight... Forget it, that's a bit difficult. I'll just ask Malfoy to buy a replica."

He muttered to himself as he hurried along.

After all, the surroundings were endless white, and the forest was silent; I had to say something to keep my mind from becoming rigid.

Otherwise, if another unexpected event occurs and he subconsciously pulls out his wand again... then he won't have to do anything on this fantasy journey, he can just focus on stretching his legs.

"Ding-a-ling~"

From afar, a second voice finally appeared.

"Ding-a-ling~"

After confirming that she wasn't hallucinating, Ino perked up, and her calm and indifferent expression was replaced by a gentle smile.

The sound was getting closer.

Finally, a sled pulled by two reindeer appeared before him.

Reindeer are about the same size as Shetland ponies, but their coats are extremely white, even whiter than the surrounding snow.

The forked antlers seemed to be plated with gold, shining like burning flames in the sunlight. The reindeer's saddlebags were made of scarlet leather, adorned with colorful bells that jingled as they moved.

The driver was a dwarf, about two feet tall, with a thick beard that reached down to his knees.

Of course, none of this is anything special; in the end, it all fits the mold of fairy tales and folk stories.

However, what truly amazed Ino was the guest in the head seat of the sled.

A tall, elegant lady, holding a pale blue crystal scepter and wearing a golden crown, with pale skin and bright lips, was a beautiful face in every way.

But all of this was ruined by her aloof and cold demeanor, making the noblewoman in front of me seem somewhat unapproachable.

……

"The wolf brought news that a wizard has come to this forest. Is that you, little one?"

A cold voice rang out, and countless excuses flashed through Ino's mind, but he rejected them one by one.

"Excuse me, madam, there may be some misunderstanding. As you can see, I am merely a wandering bard."

As she spoke, Ino patted the accordion hanging on her body.

"A bard? Ha!" The noblewoman sneered, glancing at him with disdain before raising her scepter.

With a gentle flick of the wrist, a sharp arrow formed from solidified ice shot out.

Having traveled for over two years, this was the first time he had encountered something like this. After all, what serious story starts with someone hitting another person right away?

Moreover, it was a silent and deadly attack.

Despite his inner turmoil, Ino did not delay in taking action.

"Torn apart!"

His long practice enabled him to react instantly. The white light collided with the ice arrow in mid-air, and the broken ice shards bounced around and were firmly embedded in the tall cedar tree.

The sudden commotion startled the dwarf driving the car in front, causing him to collapse to the ground.

Neither of the two people present paid any attention to this insignificant figure.

"So, a bard?"

The cold voice rang out again, without even changing its tone or context.

"Alright, even if I am a wizard, it doesn't bother you, does it?"

Faced with the facts before him, he decided to stop pretending and confronted them head-on with his wand.

"It's in my way? This entire land is under my rule, so tell me, isn't it in my way?"

Seemingly confirming their suspicions, although the other party's voice remained as cold as ever, their tone softened slightly.

Since that's the case, Ino didn't intend to fight to the death. Although she was annoyed that the other party had attacked, kindness, redemption, and forgiveness were the themes in the fantasy world.

In a fantasy world, clinging to hatred will only harm both yourself and others.

"I'm sorry, ma'am! I'm new here and don't know the rules," Ino explained.

"Call me Your Majesty! Everything in the frozen lands of Narnia belongs to me. Now, I command you to get in the carriage."

Narnia? The White Witch!

Upon hearing the name, a series of bizarre images instantly flashed through Ino's mind: Narnia, the Magic Wardrobe, the Goat Man, the Beaver Couple, Aslan the Lion...

He knew this long fairy tale, which could rival HP, all too well; no wonder he felt a strange sense of familiarity when he saw that lamppost earlier.

The White Witch is still alive, and Narnia is frozen in time.

That undoubtedly proves that the story here has not yet begun, and even the four children who are the protagonists have not yet made their appearance.

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(End of this chapter)