The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 1 Divination of Fate

In June, the temperature in London gradually rises.

Cheltenham College Primary School, South Thames.

At 4 p.m., after finishing their day's classes, the students walked out of the school gate in groups amidst laughter and chatter.

Under the shade of trees not far from the school gate.

"Miss Winnie, according to the divination results, you are unlikely to find the love you're hoping for before graduation."

Ino glanced at the numbers rolled on the dice on the ground and said apologetically.

Upon hearing this answer, the girl's youthful face was filled with disappointment.

"No result... Well! Anyway, thank you for your reading, Mr. Swinburne."

Perhaps this outcome was within her expectations. Her good upbringing prevented her from engaging in pointless entanglement. After paying the one-pound fee, she turned and left.

As the girl walked away, Ino, who had just looked apologetic, now displayed a maturity beyond her years.

"Hey! Young man..."

He skillfully collected the banknotes left by the girl, then bent down and carefully picked up the dice that had fallen to the ground.

After doing all this, Ino continued to sit upright on her small stool, waiting for the next customer to arrive.

……

Some say that the main theme of the June graduation season is mostly farewell and sadness, but this may only apply to the vast majority of people...

After all, in a large forest, there are always one or two exceptions.

"It's finally over..."

As the bell rang for the last class, Hermione quickly packed her things and left the classroom without looking back.

Throughout the entire process, they showed no sign of lingering attachment.

Compared to the melancholy of others leaving home, graduation felt more like a relief to her, finally allowing her to get away from those "classmates" who seemed stupid but were actually not smart at all.

Stepping out of the classroom, Hermione walked along the familiar path, her eyes fixed straight ahead, as if nothing around her could stir her emotions.

This scene appeared unusual in the noisy and chaotic environment.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

The moment Hermione stepped out of the school gate, it was as if she had been freed from her restraints. Her eyes no longer looked straight ahead, but subconsciously looked towards the shade of the trees across the street.

Sure enough, in a familiar place, she saw a familiar figure again, and a smile unconsciously crept onto Hermione's lips.

Looking from a distance... I saw the other person smiling and talking to a burly girl.

Their intimate manner caused the smile that had just appeared on Hermione's lips to vanish in an instant, like snow falling under the rising sun.

"She clearly loves reading so much, yet she goes around swindling and deceiving people..."

The scene before her made Hermione bite her lip in displeasure; she felt somewhat resentful.

……

The whole story begins two years ago.

At that time, a boy who claimed to be a fortune teller would often appear at four or five primary schools around Cheltenham College and other schools every weekend after school.

He would wander between these primary schools, always staying not far from the school gate, using a die to make predictions and earn the students' meager pocket money.

Even though many people praise the accuracy of the divination, Hermione still believes it's just luck, or rather, probability and statistics...

Although she has never had her fortune told.

However, to be so hasty as to use a single die to predict the future seemed incredibly ignorant to her; perhaps only a true fool would choose to believe it.

"She's just using her good looks to deceive those infatuated girls..."

Even so, Hermione did not move her feet. Instead, she stood still for a moment and watched for a while before leaving, satisfied.

……

The afternoon sun pierced through the treetops.

Ino sat upright on his small stool, dappled sunlight illuminating his face, making his amber pupils appear even more translucent under the refraction of light.

Just gazing into those eyes is enough to make you forget all your troubles. Those bright eyes always radiate innocence… a feeling as pure and clean as that of a newborn baby.

Her short, jet-black hair was loosely spread out, reflecting an obsidian-like luster under the sunlight.

a long time.

Ino glanced at the school gate closing in the distance, and sensing that no more business would come her way, she got up and packed her bags.

What they called luggage was nothing more than an old, faded folding stool and a linen tablecloth that had been starched until it turned yellow.

Ignoring the strange looks around him, he casually stuffed all the items into the canvas bag on his shoulder, then turned and swayed away leisurely.

As she moved, the simple wind chimes made of seashells tied to the canvas bag jingled crisply.

……

Half an hour later.

Ino carried two bags of food back to his lodgings, a natural archway on the banks of the Thames.

"It's been three months... Counting the days, it's almost time for the next time travel."

Sitting under the bridge, Ino fiddled with the dice in her hand while secretly calculating the time.

To be precise, he wasn't from this world. To be accurate, he was a time traveler from the Far East who woke up one day to find himself a proud abandoned child in England.

But after spending 10 years in the orphanage, he also developed his own unique advantages.

Ino clearly remembers that two years ago, on the day she turned 10, she mysteriously entered another world.

Since then, he has been able to go to that magical place every now and then.

It is considered magical because different legends, fairy tales, and folk stories are always unfolding there.

In Ino's view, his "golden touch" is more like an alternative travel agency, or a lifestyle experience center.

After all, he was always exploring that diverse world from the perspective of a complete outsider. There were no missions, no plot, and certainly no so-called system.

Moreover, the entry time is always uncertain.

Sometimes there would be a gap of one or two weeks, sometimes several months... The length of time spent inside varied greatly, from the shortest one or two weeks to the longest half a year.

In short, the main idea is to go with the flow.

What's even more outrageous is the way he enters the fantasy world. To be honest, this is what's giving him the biggest headache.

I remember one really bizarre time. It was on my way to the restroom, and the moment I opened the door, I found myself walking into a vast, unmarked jungle...

Of course, even though all of this is full of randomness, Ino is well aware that with this miracle, he can at least live a very comfortable life in the future.

It's important to understand that while fairy tales, legends, and folk stories are generally considered the most illogical and absurd, their power is undeniable.

……

Two years of travel, countless attempts and explorations.

Ino has figured out some of the basic rules and is now able to gain some benefits for himself in the fantasy world.

For example, the die he often used for divination.

Of course, it is precisely because he has the ability to embark on wondrous journeys that he has to spend his days in various libraries in London, recharging himself every day.

It is worth mentioning that after his first fantastical journey, he carefully considered his options and chose to leave the orphanage where he had lived for 10 years.

After all, a single trip can last from a few weeks to half a year... If this happens multiple times, it will be difficult to avoid being discovered.

Especially for teenagers, who are in a period of rapid physical development, there can be a lot of changes in just a few months or half a year.

If such a person were to notice him, there would be no other possibility for a powerless orphan than to dissect and study him.

However, fate always has its own tricks up its sleeve.

The two worlds are like independent spaces that never intersect. Because no matter how long he stays in the fantasy world, his original world is only a fleeting moment.

The most obvious result is that although he has lived and traveled in fantasy worlds for many years, he is still an 11-year-old boy in reality.

That being said, Ino does not regret his choice. Compared to the orphanage where he was constantly restricted, he enjoys his current free life more.

When he ran out of money, he would set up a fortune-telling stall at a nearby elementary school and tell fortunes for the students. In his spare time, he would go to a bookstore to read books and pass the time. He lived a comfortable and fulfilling life.

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(End of this chapter)