The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 50 Ice and Snow Magic, The White Witch's Legacy

I sat quietly in my dorm room for a long time, lost in thought.

Then Ino took out the parchment left by the White Witch from her inner pocket.

Since you've chosen unrestrained freedom, you should also have the confidence to enjoy it.

And the White Witch, who froze the entire continent for 100 years, was undoubtedly his best teacher.

He doesn't need to inherit everything. Even if he only possesses half of the other's strength, in the world of Harry Potter, while not extremely rare, it would be enough for him to live freely.

……

At the desk.

Ino carefully examined the parchment in her hand, which contained only three spells.

But each spell is explained in detail with its incantation, extended applications, and corresponding emotions.

Yes, emotions.

This made him increasingly believe that the White Witch's magic was not from the side of magicians, but belonged to sorcerers.

As for the key to unlock the parchment, or rather, the prerequisite for learning ice magic.

Perhaps... it was another petal that melted away back then.

In the quiet dormitory, it's hard to notice the passage of time.

An hour later.

Ino folded the parchment in his hand again and carefully put it into the inner pocket.

Then, take several deep breaths to slowly gather your emotions.

His expression, demeanor, and emotions were all mimicking the White Witch from his memories as closely as possible.

Meanwhile, the temperature in the entire dormitory began to gradually decrease.

Although it didn't change the weather like the White Witch could with a mere gesture, the damp soil in the two ceramic flowerpots on the table had now frozen solid.

"Frost Shot!"

In mid-air, a pale blue arrow formed from condensed ice crystals slowly took shape.

After a brief delay, two more identical ice arrows condensed next to the original arrows.

As the person involved, Ino was also blessed at this moment. Sensing that the number of ice arrows would not increase, she raised her wand and aimed the ice arrows at an empty wall in the dormitory.

With a wave of his hand, three ice arrows shot out instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the ice arrow slammed into the wall. There were no spectacular special effects as expected, and the wall didn't even show any signs of damage. All that remained were broken ice shards scattered on the ground.

However, Ino was quite satisfied with the results.

First and foremost is speed. The speed of the ice arrow is too fast, even exceeding the speed of all his current spellcasting.

Secondly, unlike other spells, the arrow is not marked by obvious light effects. Its pale blue, almost transparent appearance makes it difficult to detect, not only in the dark but also during the day.

As for its power... this is the main building of the castle. If it were that easy to destroy, Hogwarts wouldn't have stood for a thousand years in the Scottish Highlands.

Although he was satisfied with everything, Ino knew that this was far from the limit of the ice arrow.

The parchment clearly states that the White Witch once used thousands upon thousands of condensed ice arrows to create a curtain of arrows.

Thus, they annihilated an aerial army composed entirely of griffins in one fell swoop.

Although it was only mentioned in fragments, and not even recorded if it weren't for emphasizing the extension of magic.

But he still felt the charm of this magic, which, to put it bluntly, is that there is no limit to how many arrows can be stacked, as long as one has the power to do so.

After the experiment, Ino also gained a relatively intuitive understanding.

With his current magical power, three might not be the limit, but at most it wouldn't exceed seven.

Therefore, he could only improve the condensation speed and the accuracy of the shot as much as possible.

After all, if you can't achieve full fire coverage, you can only focus on precision strikes.

……

The time that follows.

Ino was having a great time in the dormitory, firing single shots, three shots in quick succession, and firing simultaneously in a triangular pattern.

He even had a sudden inspiration: if he could achieve staff-free casting in the future, and paired it with a longbow, he could pretend to be an ice archer...

They had a lot of fun.

But this caused great suffering for the dormitory fireplace. The small fire struggled to burn out in the frigid temperature, and the weak flames seemed ready to go out at any moment.

Similarly, the walls, desks, and even the bed frames in the dormitory were covered with frost, and in some places, icicles were even hanging from them.

However, Ino seemed oblivious to all of this.

For so many years, since he came into this world, no matter where he was or what he did, he had always been cautious and had never experienced true exhilaration.

Today, after being freed from his shackles, he knew that randomly casting spells in his dormitory would be discovered, and might even be reported to the professor, but he didn't care at all.

Moreover, in such a frosty environment, Ino not only did not feel the slightest bit cold, but even felt that the temperature was not low enough.

It seems as if they are born to adapt to extremely cold environments, and the colder it is, the more comfortable they feel.

……

Two hours later, the dormitory door was opened.

"My Merlin! Help! Ah!!!"

After a day of wandering around, Malfoy was now preparing to return to his dormitory to rest.

But the moment he opened the door, he was hit squarely by a blast of cold air.

Fortunately, wizards are physically stronger than Muggles, and with his eyebrows frosted and his eyelids frozen, Malfoy managed to let out his final cry.

Then, like an ice sculpture, it fell straight to the ground.

This sudden turn of events made Ino realize the seriousness of the problem.

Similarly, as the chill permeated the Slytherin common room, all the young wizards still there noticed the problem.

……

Potions Department Office.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive, and the two lit candlesticks swayed even without wind, adding to the solemnity.

Ino looked at Snape's expressionless face, wanting to explain, but not knowing how to begin.

This incident has become quite serious. Although we don't know the extent of Malfoy's injuries, it is an undeniable fact that he was carried into the school hospital by a group of people.

He had intended to go up and help, but was restrained by the prefect who arrived, and then received a ticket for a day trip to the Potions Department office.

……

Time passed by, second by second.

"Let it go this time!" Snape said slowly.

"From now on, you're not allowed to practice magic in the castle. The Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch—it's up to you."

Hearing this, Ino breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was somewhat curious about Snape's change in attitude, she didn't even pursue the matter.

But this result is the best possible outcome, and it will truly be a one-time exception!

Just when he thought things were about to end, he heard Snape's calm voice again.

"I will write to Lucius personally about Malfoy's matter; you don't need to worry about the rest."

"Thank you, Professor!" Ino's gratitude came from the bottom of his heart.

If Snape hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten the Malfoys' power in the British Isles.

If no influential person comes forward to vouch for this, he can forget about having a good summer vacation.

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