The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 90 The Feeling of Freedom

Leave the Transformation Department office.

At that moment, Ino felt exceptionally relaxed; all the potential instability of the second academic year had been perfectly resolved.

Now he was finally free to stay in the library until curfew, and to wander alone through every corner of the castle at dawn and dusk.

Since enrolling last year, he hasn't been able to properly explore the castle because of Quirrell's presence, and he hasn't even been to the legendary Room of Requirement.

Now we can make up for this regret.

……

As Ino strolled alone through the castle corridors, the scene from earlier flashed through her mind.

To be honest, the extra points were a pleasant surprise, especially compared to Professor McGonagall's generous bonuses of fifty or one hundred points.

Snape's stingy one or two points now seem somewhat laughable.

However, he also understood that different positions come with different rights.

The vice-principal, no matter what, still carries the title of principal, which is far beyond what Snape, a mere headmaster or potions professor, could compare to.

I quietly left the sixth-floor corridor.

He wasn't planning on going to the Great Hall for breakfast either. Because, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Mrs. Weasley's rant would arrive as expected.

This isn't some weird sisters concert where you have to run all the way from the sixth floor to the first floor to listen to it properly.

Even if you really want to suffer, this isn't the way to do it.

……

The eighth floor of the castle.

At the end of the corridor on the right, a beautiful tapestry hangs on the wall.

"Giant club beats up Barnabas..."

Looking at the figures on the tapestry, Ino sighed inwardly.

If we were to name the three things he was most interested in at Hogwarts, besides the library and the Sorting Hat, it would be the Room of Requirement.

We will always grant your requests; whatever you desire, we will surely respond to.

Throughout the entire story, nothing could be more magical than this.

He glanced discreetly at the bustling corridor, but instead of lingering in a way that would attract attention, he turned and walked in the other direction.

Now that we've decided on the location, we can come and check it out any weekend morning; there's no need to go during the crowded morning hours.

……

at the same time.

The office of the Transformation Department was also quite noisy.

Unlike the serious-looking Dumbledore and Arthur.

Mrs. Weasley, who had just sent the howling letter, was now holding Ginny tightly while scolding Percy who was standing to the side.

It seems all parents are like this; this matter clearly has nothing to do with Percy. But as the eldest brother in the castle, Percy can only bear it all alone.

After figuring out the whole story, Percy was genuinely grateful to the Slytherin who had taken the initiative to report him.

As the youngest child and the only girl, Ginny was more spoiled than anyone could imagine in the Weasley household.

After a moment, Mrs. Weasley seemed to have grown tired of talking, or perhaps she remembered that the man in front of her was also her proud son.

In short, the scolding gradually stopped.

"Percy, you will personally convey our gratitude to the boy and tell him that the Weasleys will always remember this kindness."

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll take good care of everything. Not only for you, but I also want to thank him properly."

Percy said, still shaken.

He had only been eavesdropping, but he had already sensed that this notebook seemed to pose a great danger, and he dared not imagine the consequences if it were left unchecked.

"That's good! I believe you'll do a good job."

Mrs. Weasley stopped there, then lowered her head and whispered words of comfort to Ginny.

As for Ron, neither of them mentioned him at all.

After all, what's done is done, and blaming Ron is pointless; it will only exacerbate the conflict between family members.

……

On the other side of the castle.

Auditorium hall.

The young wizards, who had just been bombarded by howls, stared in astonishment at the green hourglass that represented Slytherin.

Just now, in the blink of an eye, Slytherin gained a full 100 points.

This is nothing like adding three or five points in a regular class.

A perfect score of 100 points instantly propelled the green hourglass past Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, creating a stark contrast with the negative-scoring Gryffindor.

The drastic change caused an uproar in the entire auditorium.

All the young wizards were chattering away, trying their best to pass on messages to each other, while also sharing their opinions on the matter.

As the house involved, Slytherin took immediate action, with people gradually standing up and leaving the long table, presumably to inquire about accurate information.

at the same time.

The instigator of the whole thing.

Ino was on her way to the library.

His trip was not only to fulfill a previous promise to bring Mrs. Pince the latest romance novels, but also to begin his later studies with Animagus.

After all, both the mandrake leaf in his mouth and the later potion preparation had been completed during the summer vacation.

Similarly, as the art of transfiguration improves, some things should be put on the agenda.

Moreover, he also had a small bottle of Felix Felicis hidden in his suitcase, which was a safety precaution if necessary.

……

Hogwarts Library.

Every time I come here, I feel comfortable and at ease.

It was as if the air itself was filtered through meticulously woven silk, making every breath feel light and quiet.

Between the bookshelves, shadows and light intertwine, casting mottled patterns, like the imprints of history, quietly telling the story of the passage of time.

The sound of footsteps barely echoed when they landed, except for the occasional rustling of pages turning, like the whisper of the wind through the bamboo forest.

Time seems to slow down here, and every moment feels exceptionally long.

Unlike the bustling and noisy castle, the library is like a secluded, otherworldly space.

Enter the library.

Ino slowly walked to the leftmost table by the door, which was Mrs. Pince's work desk.

Without disturbing Mrs. Pince, who was engrossed in her reading, he gently placed the book on the table and then turned to leave.

After putting down the book, he was once again amazed by the wonder of magic.

A novel of over 100,000 words can be completed overnight with just one Hogsmeade writer's pen, an automatic writing quill pen that costs 12 Galleons.

Just like the quill pen of the famous journalist Rita Skeeter in the story, they seem to be able to read people's minds.

As long as the holder has something in mind, the quill pen can write out fluent sentences.

To some extent, this magical quill pen is a treasure that all novelists dream of.

On the other side...

Mrs. Pince also noticed the extra book on the table.

Or perhaps she noticed the commotion from the beginning, but engrossed in reading, she didn't bother to look up; it was just the young wizards returning borrowed books, after all.

"A...new book?" Mrs. Pince thought to herself.

Curiosity led her to open the book, where a neat line of letters greeted her: "My Sister's Soulmate: The Heartless Stepfather".

The writing style, the title... it's still that familiar feel.

Mrs. Pince immediately understood where the book came from.

She held the book in her hands as if it were a treasure and began to read it carefully.

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(End of this chapter)