The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 392 Gifts: The Dream God's Robe and Umbrella

In the Slytherin dormitory.

"Is this another reprint?" Ino casually took the magazine that Draco handed him.

"There's no other way, we're not allowed to leave the school now! Too many people need something to talk about."

Draco had a faint smile on his lips. His idea, which had been a flash of inspiration, had actually worked. There was nothing more gratifying than that.

"That's great!" Ino felt this joy and immediately opened the magazine in her hand.

As someone who rarely participates in conversations, this magazine greatly satisfied his exploration of castle life.

Campus life seems to be the same everywhere, regardless of location.

Perhaps youth is not just about sadness, but more about laughter and passion.

As Ino flipped through the magazine's various interesting stories, an inconspicuous article title caught his attention at the end of the last third.

Trelawney's Collection of Prophecies

Logically speaking, this title is problematic, since campus magazines rarely involve professors unless absolutely necessary, let alone mention their names.

Professor McGonagall had stated this before, but Trelawney was an exception, as if she was born to be disliked.

Of course, the upright Professor McGonagall never said it outright; she simply showed her attitude through her actions.

In the past, whenever a professor's name appeared in a magazine, a letter from Professor McGonagall would usually arrive the following day. But only Laurie, no matter what she wrote, never received the so-called warning letter.

Despite her thoughts, Ino immediately started reading the article.

The entire passage was not long; in just a few minutes, he understood the whole story.

"Draco, how did you get this message?"

Ino handed over the magazine, the contents of which made him wary.

Others might just see it as a joke, but they know their own situation. The seven-colored sky and such really exist! The bright, seven-colored river in the valley seems to have existed since time immemorial.

Nearby, Draco also wore a thoughtful expression after seeing the magazine, trying his best to recall.

Originally, it was just an article meant to be a joke, but after several years of getting to know each other, he knew very well that Ino would never ask a question without a reason.

half an hour.

"This should have been provided by Weasley. I didn't listen carefully to the details at the time, but I saw it when he was repeating it to Colin... Wait a minute!"

After Draco finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the cabinet next to him.

He was genuinely unsure if he had remembered correctly, after all, a monthly magazine contains far too much information, and it's impossible to know every single detail.

"Ron?" Ino asked thoughtfully after receiving the answer.

To others, Trelawney might seem like a swindler and a madwoman, but he knew that this divination professor was the one who "started" the story.

Without that leaked prophecy, there would be no Harry Potter story.

"Found him! It's Ron Weasley! The payment for the two West Coasts on the afternoon of September 16th..."

Draco reviewed the accounts while reciting their contents.

Actually, things weren't that complicated. Originally, it wasn't even worth remembering about Jixi Kejinat, but Colin's words made him change his mind.

"If you want this magazine to continue to thrive after graduation, you have to keep track of every dollar spent. Not everyone is wealthy..."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Draco relented! The image of the Weasleys immediately flashed into his mind. Although they were rich now, there was no guarantee that similar people wouldn't appear in the future.

"...Oh, right! According to Weasley, this is exclusive information; no one else knows it except him and Potter, which is why he sold two Sikes."

After repeating the account, Draco closed the thick ledger.

"Exclusive?" Ino smiled slightly and said nothing more.

There are no secrets at Hogwarts. Unless you hide in the bathroom or stay in your bedroom, there will always be an extra person in the castle for any private conversations.

If there are three people having a private conversation, the portrait represents the fourth person; if there are four people having a private conversation, the portrait represents the fifth person…

More or less, one can never escape these ubiquitous portraits.

"Ino, do you think I've been fooled by Weasley?" Draco, reading between the lines, understood the underlying meaning.

"Lies? That's not quite right. Theoretically, it is indeed firsthand information," Ino explained with a smile, not intending to reveal the secret.

"As long as he doesn't lie to me, that's fine!" Draco shrugged nonchalantly. He didn't care about the amount of money, but honesty was essential.

Amid Draco's sighs, Ino picked up the magazine she hadn't finished reading again; the campus life depicted inside was quite interesting upon closer examination.

At the same time.

The latest installment of "Once Upon a Time in Hogwarts" also saw the owls take flight, leaving the castle one after another.

These faithful messengers fly into Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley, or other places.

……

Time flies.

As the werewolves gradually calmed down, the last week of September arrived.

Under internal pressure, the castle lifted its previous lockdown and restored students' right to travel to Hogsmeade on weekends.

However, compared to before, an additional restriction has been added: only those in fifth grade or above, and whose guardians have signed an authorization, are eligible to leave.

Despite the numerous restrictions, the anxiety that had arisen from the lockdown was instantly dispelled.

Just like the prefectural system at Hogwarts, as long as the sixth and seventh graders behave themselves, the remaining junior wizards won't cause any trouble.

The last weekend of September.

Early in the morning, Filch stood guard on the only road leading to Hogsmeade.

After nearly a month of lockdown, although many people were eager to leave the castle, they had to hold back and wait for Filch to check and release them.

Of course, this wasn't because Filch's prestige had increased, but because he now had another person by his side.

Faces crisscrossed with scars, eyes that dart around like magic, and the presence of Mad-Eye Moody—even the soon-to-be seventh-graders dared not cause a scene; everyone lined up in an orderly fashion in a long queue.

Because it was the first time the lockdown had been lifted, over 99.9% of the students who were eligible to leave chose to do so.

As for the remaining 0.1%, that's probably because they genuinely have no interest in it either.

……

As the only sixth-grade student guarding the castle, Ino came to the valley early in the morning after washing up.

The last weekend of September is also the traditional harvest festival.

in the valley.

As time passed, Ino was able to see the gift that had been shrouded in a hazy halo.

The robe has a retro style, like an artwork from the old days. The overall color is a deep navy blue, a color that can still maintain its composure and nobility after the passage of time.

Instead of the cane he thought it was hanging beside the robe, there were two finely crafted umbrellas.

One of them was painted with various colorful patterns, while the other was jet black.

"The Story of the Dream God..."

At first, seeing only the long robe didn't strike Ino as particularly significant, but with the appearance of the two highly recognizable umbrellas, he knew the answer: the famous fairy tale—"The Dream God."

Similarly, he also learned why the moon he had been longing for did not appear this time.

With the dream god's robe and umbrella, what need is there for the moon and stars?

Although in the story they can only change dreams, in a world that already has magic, it's really exciting to see just how far umbrellas can go.

Thinking of this, Ino looked up at the sky, then turned her gaze to the countless colorful and dazzling gems hanging on the branches.

Perhaps nothing is more interesting than jewels adorning the night sky.

Have a great weekend, everyone... and be happy all day long!

(End of this chapter)