The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 395 Prophecy and Draco's Dream

"When dreams envelop you, every ray of light is your heart's desire; when the curtain falls, you are no longer a lonely star..."

Lying in bed, Dumbledore felt the faint hypnotic sleepiness surrounding him, and Gellert's prophecy floated into his mind.

It was because of this prophecy that he did not choose to ask Ino about the matter after confirming Hermione Granger's resurrection.

My heart's desire is to no longer be alone.

Dumbledore knew better than anyone the weight of those two sentences.

With this expectation in mind, he gradually and actively immersed himself in the rhythm.

……

At the same time

As the umbrella opened, Ino disappeared completely.

This time, he did not return to the valley, but instead entered someone else's dream.

Almost everything has its first time. From initial unfamiliarity and awkwardness to later proficiency and ease.

In a daze, Ino found herself in a dimly lit manor.

With the cover of darkness, he floated in mid-air, quietly watching the scene below. A strange sense of familiarity arose within him, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But as a figure flashed past the window, the answer to everything became clear.

Draco, dressed in a smart suit, stood in the room. Lucius and Narcissa sat on the sofa opposite him. Beside him stood a woman with a somewhat indistinct face, holding an excessively beautiful child in her arms.

Yes, excessively beautiful!

With her platinum blonde soft hair, big, watery sky-blue eyes, and long eyelashes, she looks like a newly made Barbie doll at first glance.

"This is my daughter?" Draco asked incredulously.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Don't you guys notice something's wrong here?"

Lucius looked around cautiously. He had only taken a short nap, but somehow he had ended up in a manor.

He ended up seeing his wife and son at the manor. Keep in mind that one of them was at Hogsmeade and the other at Hogwarts, so it was impossible for them to suddenly appear.

Even more bizarrely, he gained a granddaughter and a daughter-in-law whose face was indistinct.

As Lucius finished speaking, Narcissa promptly took over the conversation, teasingly saying:

"Instead of being curious about how he got here, aren't you curious about Draco's wife? Let me guess which girl she is?"

Narcissa sat on the sofa, resting her chin on her hand, watching the family of three in front of her with great interest, the love in her eyes seemingly tangible.

For some reason, she kept thinking about the time when she had just given birth. It seemed like it was the same back then: after graduating, getting married, and then returning to the manor with the child in her arms...

"Alright! Draco, tell us who the child's mother is?" Lucius's original thoughts were also diverted by his wife's words.

To be honest, he was wary at first, but after observing for a while and catching a glimpse, he saw a familiar figure in the night sky through the window.

After that, Lucius felt at ease. If this person really wanted to target their family, there was no need for such a complicated process.

Meanwhile, Draco, under his parents' questioning, gradually came to his senses, moving from a state of confusion to a state of clarity.

He also remembered what happened before he went to sleep; it seemed that Ino had said she would give him a sweet dream.

Having figured everything out, Draco let go of his burden. Since it was a dream, no one would remember it after he woke up.

Gradually, Draco thought of a girl who had left a deep impression on him.

What you think about will surely come back to you.

The woman, whose face had been blurry before, suddenly became clear.

But after the other party appeared, a sharp voice rang out:

"No, that's not right! Too fast! Let's start over..."

……

Some scholars have divided Hogwarts into years, believing that the fourth year is generally a watershed moment.

This is not only reflected in academic performance, but also in emotions and physical health.

Excluding some precocious young wizards, the vast majority of young wizards choose to fall in love or yearn for love after the fourth year.

This year, Astoria Greengrass, who is now in fifth grade, is in the same situation.

A magnificent palace, surrounded by vibrant roses.

Astoria, crowned and dressed in a pristine white evening gown, sat regally in the main seat. She was gradually figuring out the rules here; it was practically a dream come true, a dream all her own.

Thinking of this, Astoria smiled inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, a tall boy appeared in front of her, wearing a Slytherin robe, but with an indistinct face.

"Who is the one?"

The scene before her filled her with anticipation, especially the fluorescent green-trimmed robe, which subconsciously reminded her of another person.

But unlike other girls, Astoria knew very well that some things were too wonderful, and therefore not the best choice.

However, as she pondered, the boy's somewhat blurry face gradually became clearer.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Astoria recognized the boy in front of her at a glance because of his distinctive hair color. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and a ring, seemingly proposing.

She didn't dislike Malfoy much, and besides, the boy in front of her was of exceptionally high quality, both in terms of family background and appearance.

But after much hesitation, considering what was to come, Astoria accepted the offer.

However, the moment she put on the ring, the whole scene changed abruptly.

……

Astoria felt like she was going crazy.

The expected thing didn't happen; instead, she found herself with a child in her arms.

Although... although having children is inevitable, she cannot accept such a simplified omission of the process.

"No, that's not right! Too fast! Let's start over..."

Astoria cried out sharply.

"You did nothing and gave me another child? Unbelievable! And you, Draco, what are you standing there for? Come here and take off your shoes..."

Astoria shed her usual ladylike demeanor, exuding a queenly aura.

But after she finished speaking, the entire room fell into an extremely quiet silence.

Time slips away quietly.

Gradually, Astoria also noticed something was wrong; the dream seemed too real.

The most obvious one was her husband in her dream. Although his face hadn't changed, he was much more lively than before, and even the complex expressions on his face were clearly visible. There was also the stunned look in his parents' eyes.

"Um...excuse me, was this a dream?"

Astoria asked cautiously.

……

In the sky, Ino looked at everything before her, her figure gradually disappearing into the night.

Although he disappeared into the night, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he sat alone on the crescent moon in the sky.

What he had just witnessed made him discover something very interesting.

Perhaps it's because of magic, or for some unknown reason, dreams no longer seem to belong to one person alone.

night sky.

Ino leaned against the crescent moon, as if asleep, with her eyes tightly closed.

What had just happened filled him with worry. Even though it was a dream, dreams connected by other things still needed to have a moral bottom line; at the very least, the other party's consent was required.

Therefore, in order to prevent unethical behavior, he calmed down and carefully reviewed the past.

half an hour.

Ino opened her eyes with a sigh of relief; this was a two-way journey.

Draco made his request, and Astoria accepted the ring, thus linking their dreams together.

The only thing that surprised him was the dream's embrace; it didn't seem to be what he imagined, but rather confined to his dormitory room.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, Ino has no intention of stopping.

It's not a bad thing to let everyone have a beautiful dream.

(End of this chapter)