The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 225 The Contents of the Mirror of Eris

Around noon, Ino left the principal's office.

Although the conversation was pleasant, and Dumbledore even felt a little reluctant to leave, he had to depart.

This isn't just about adhering to my daily afternoon nap biological clock, but also because of my packed afternoon schedule: a transformation class from 3 to 5 pm, followed by a transformation club session at 7 pm.

With such a tight schedule, it's hard to maintain energy without a sufficient afternoon nap.

Especially the Transformation Class Club.

His daily classes are no longer helpful; only Professor McGonagall's private club sessions, which take place every two weeks, allow him to absorb useful knowledge.

To be honest, he admired Hogwarts' education in this respect.

A private, small class of three or four students, tutored by an elite professor at the dean level, would cost at least several hundred pounds in the Muggle world.

However, this kind of selfless dedication without expecting anything in return is truly remarkable.

Professor McGonagall persisted for decades.

……

Slowly descend the castle stairs.

After lunch in the auditorium, Ino instructed Fide to move the Mirror of Eris from the prize display room on the fourth floor to the bedroom.

He took the mirror into his shelter the moment it appeared.

Of course, Draco wouldn't bother with it if it was just covered with a cloth in the dorm. But to avoid unnecessary trouble, hiding it was the safest option.

Ino now understands Dumbledore a little better. It's not that he's born liking to hide things; it's just that if he doesn't hide them, trouble is likely to happen.

Just like the note Lina gave me at the library a few days ago, based on the situation on the bookshelves, it's safe to assume that at least dozens of magic books have disappeared from the entire restricted section.

And where did those missing books go? The answer is obvious.

After all, in the thousands of years that Hogwarts has been known to replenish its library, it has never heard of books being lost.

It seems the four founders truly understood the importance of knowledge.

……

3 PM.

After waking up from her lunch break, Ino arrived at the Transformation Classroom on time.

After choosing a window seat in the back row, I started to drift off into daydreams.

On the podium.

Professor McGonagall ignored it, letting him daydream as long as it didn't bother the other students; she didn't care.

Moreover, she was well aware of Ino's transformation level, so attending regular classes was indeed somewhat redundant.

"...Transforming clocks is not difficult for you, but in this lesson I need you to use Transfiguration to create a clock that can keep accurate time for at least one hour."

"Put it on your desk after you've finished. Check the time before get out of class ends. If any of your clocks are off, I'm very sorry! Add an inch to your homework for every minute it's off!"

Professor McGonagall looked around and saw a bunch of dejected students, which made her furious.

She's in third grade! For three whole years, she's been like a perfectly punctual clock, with the same expression. More than anger, she feels a deep sense of frustration.

"Hannah Abbott!" Professor McGonagall chose a typical example.

From the start of class, the girl completely mimicked Ino's demeanor, sitting there motionless with a blank stare.

Professor McGonagall found Hannah's daydreaming to be a sign of boredom after learning something, but she couldn't tolerate it at all.

"Miss Abbott, it starts with you! Wave your wand and it becomes an alarm clock, now! Immediately!"

Suddenly called upon, Hannah's golden twin tails trembled violently. Then, hearing that it would start with her, she glanced at the stern Professor McGonagall and could only awkwardly pick up her wand from the table.

That expression was exactly like someone heading to the guillotine.

The effect of highlighting typical cases was remarkable. When Hannah was brought out, everyone looked serious, and few people were distracted anymore.

In this serious atmosphere.

The short transformation course, which lasted only a little over an hour, quickly came to an end.

Before get out of class ended, except for two unlucky individuals whose time difference reached an astonishing half-hour or more, everyone else kept their time difference within five minutes.

Professor McGonagall reluctantly accepted the result, waving her hand dismissively that everyone's work was normal.

For every person who cries, there is someone who laughs.

Overall, though, a lot of people laughed during this transformation class.

As for those two unlucky guys with a time difference of more than half an hour:

Gore and Hannah received three-foot papers and will be tested again in the next class.

……

Finally, after enduring the long wait, everyone filed out of the Transformation Classroom.

"Ino! Wait a minute!" Professor McGonagall suddenly called out.

Upon hearing this, Ino immediately turned and walked towards the podium.

"A new member is joining the club tonight. So you need to arrive before 6:30. The new member will need to be tested and find the hidden classroom."

Professor McGonagall stated succinctly.

"Don't worry, Professor, I won't mess things up!" Ino nodded seriously.

Not only would he not cause trouble, he even wanted to secretly increase the difficulty. Thankfully, after two whole years, a new member finally joined the Transfiguration Club.

"Don't meddle!" Professor McGonagall said angrily. "Everyone's test is the same."

"Alright!" Ino shrugged helplessly. It was a little disappointing that he couldn't participate in this rare fun.

……

Leave the Transformation Classroom.

After about an hour, Ino decided not to go back to her dorm.

He found an abandoned classroom, closed the door, and disappeared from the spot.

In the valley of the shelter.

A magnificent full-length mirror stands there.

The Mirror of Erised, a key prop appearing in the first year of the story, is an indispensable item for Harry's growth.

At this moment, Ino sat quietly opposite the mirror, just as he had done when facing Boggart, choosing to let go of his mental defenses.

The mirror, which was over two meters high, was immediately enveloped in wisps of mist.

Like the thin mist on a lake in the early morning, it could be dispersed with just a gentle breeze, but when there is no wind, it can effectively block people's view.

After about ten seconds, a gentle breeze also entered the Mirror of Eris.

Through the mirror, Ino saw a vast and beautiful landscape.

The sunset was gentle, and a light breeze caressed our faces. Ripples spread across the calm lake, and the distant forest appeared azure and mysterious in the glow of the setting sun.

In this serene scene, a majestic castle stands quietly.

The castle is surrounded by towering towers, and as night falls, warm candlelight illuminates countless windows. Through those open windows, one can vaguely see the lively scenes inside.

After a while, the image on the Mirror of Eris quietly disappeared.

Looking at the empty mirror, Ino couldn't help but sigh:

"It's a continuation of this fairy tale..."

Unexpected, yet seemingly logical, his true intention was to continue the Hogwarts fairy tale.

May this castle be spared from darkness, and may the teachers and students who sacrificed themselves in the story be spared from further sacrifice.

It's very simple, but also very meaningful.

Some dreams are born from the moment a letter is received from an owl.

(End of this chapter)