The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 48 Rediscovering Yourself, Wind and Eagle

The feeling of brushing past Voldemort is truly indescribable, but thankfully it's all in the past now.

Quirrell waved his sleeve, leaving without taking a single cloud with him.

Watching the figure gradually disappear, Ino couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

……

Inside the castle, Quirrell walked weakly up the stairs, the terrifying voice echoing in his mind once more.

"Find an opportunity to contact that student."

"But... Master, what about your plan?" Quirrell couldn't understand why his carefully laid plan, which was about to succeed, had suddenly changed.

"A plan? That's just a game between me and my dear professor. The only reason this game continues is because I want to know what he's relying on."

"Owner……"

"Quiet!"

Hearing the command in his mind, Quirrell wisely shut his mouth. He knew very well what the consequences of disobeying orders would be; one experience of excruciating pain was enough.

……

Similarly, on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Ino was unaware that Voldemort had his eye on him.

This is actually quite normal. If Professor Flitwick could see the problem at a glance, there's no reason why Voldemort wouldn't.

Perhaps this is what they call being blinded by one's own involvement.

In short, after Quirrell left, he had no desire to stay any longer and changed direction to continue his walk.

……

We walked along the edge of the castle.

Looking around, Ino realized that she had been misled by books and movies. She had always thought that the area outside the castle was just the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest, and that it wasn't a big deal.

But once they arrived at Hogwarts, they discovered that the area outside the castle was actually quite large, and there were many interesting things to see.

Whether you're standing on the long bridge watching the sunset, strolling across the plains listening to the wilderness, or even just throwing stones to tease the willow tree when you're bored...

Isn't this more interesting than breaking school rules and sneaking into the forbidden forest?

Moreover, the castle is not just the main building that flashes by in movies; it is surrounded by countless other buildings, forming a vast architectural complex.

The most unique of them all is the herb greenhouse in front of Ino, which resembles a greenhouse plantation.

One greenhouse after another was erected next to the castle, square and neat like... plots of land planned out on the plain.

Looking at the countless potted plants in the greenhouse, he also had the idea of ​​planting two potted plants in his dormitory.

Although Slytherin is already quite green, this vibrant green is completely different from the mysterious, magical green.

"It wouldn't have been bad if I had been assigned to Hufflepuff. I could have spent my free time farming and growing flowers..."

During this period since the start of the school term, Ino has heard the badgers boast more than once about their common room, how it's super close to the kitchen so they can easily have late-night snacks, and how their dorm rooms are decorated with all sorts of flowers and plants...

Even more outrageous is their dean, Professor Sprout. Whenever she finds out that the badgers want to grow some greenery, she gives them the green light all the way, from flower pots and soil to fertilizer, and opens the greenhouse... they can take whatever they want.

Next to the greenhouse, various ceramic flowerpots were piled up haphazardly. These were some defective products that Professor Sprout had deliberately placed here so that students could easily cultivate some green plants on their own.

It is worth mentioning Hufflepuff's generosity and friendliness here, because Professor Sprout treated everyone equally from beginning to end, and never discriminated based on the different houses.

If students from other colleges want to keep a few potted plants, she will support them just as wholeheartedly.

……

Looking at the dazzling array of flowerpots in front of her, Ino squatted down without saying a word and began to choose.

Although most of them are of the same type, you should at least be able to distinguish those that have cracks or are partially broken.

You should know that although there are many flower pots here, they are actually the ones that have been selected by the badgers in several rounds.

Sometimes, there's a unique kind of fun in rummaging through a pile of broken things to find something useful.

And so he went through one greenhouse after another.

To others, the piles of discarded flowerpots behind the greenhouse may seem worthless, but he enjoys the thrill of opening a blind box and finds it quite delightful.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already passed many greenhouses, and just as they were about to open a new blind box, Ino suddenly stopped.

He heard a faint sobbing sound nearby, a sound he knew all too well.

Just like that child who was burned in the orphanage, who was in great pain but dared not cry out loud, and could only hide in a corner and shed tears silently.

In the past, he was insignificant and had little ability, so he could only watch silently.

But now... we have to do something about it.

Not only to make up for past regrets, but also because after his conversation with Professor Flitwick today, he didn't want to become a real Slytherin.

Being overly shrewd and tactful can only become another kind of constraint.

"The nimble wind embraces the azure wings of the eagle. Awaiting the wise one to hold the crown upon it..." she murmured softly.

Su Hui gave him mature experience, which made him think carefully and consider things thoroughly before doing anything.

The ten years spent in the London welfare home reinforced this habit, since a slight misstep there could easily lead to trouble.

His later travels through fantasy worlds made him a true spectator, observing everything that happened around him with a detached eye.

At this moment, Ino finally saw her own heart clearly.

From beginning to end, what he truly longed for was the wind and eagles soaring freely in the sky, not the cold-blooded viper standing by and silently watching everything.

……

After figuring everything out.

Ino turned and walked toward the source of the crying.

With each step he took, he felt his body become lighter, as if the heavy burden he had carried for so long was being unloaded piece by piece by an invisible hand.

We moved forward slowly, step by step.

In a corner outside the next greenhouse, he saw a chubby little boy wearing a Gryffindor robe with a red collar.

"Are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Ino crouched down and asked softly.

"No! I don't need it, thank you," the chubby boy said, burying his head in his knees.

Seemingly feeling that this was somewhat impolite, he slowly raised his head, and what came into view was a green robe trim.

"Please... Malfoy promised to let me go today!"

Looking at the pleading expression on the other side, a word that had once crossed Ino's mind flashed through her mind—bullying.

It was obvious that the bullied person was the chubby boy in front of him. Considering Malfoy's blustering but cowardly nature, he quickly identified someone.

The only two people in the story qualified to pull out the sword of Gryffindor, and who are also jokingly referred to as the true sword saint: Neville Longbottom.

"I'm sorry, I meant no harm! I just came to ask for help because I want to grow some potted plants, but I don't know where the soil is suitable," Ino said slowly.

Faced with the current situation, he knew very well that if he wanted to help Neville, he had to make the other party lower his guard.

For future professors of herbal medicine, potted plants are undoubtedly a great starting point for discussion.

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