The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 25 Library

Mrs. Pince never liked the start of the school year because it meant that her beloved books would once again be mercilessly read by the rough-around-the-edges young wizards.

Similarly, the quiet and solemn library will become noisy.

And today, the first day of school, she saw a sneaky little wizard slip into the library without a sound, pretending to stroll around the bookshelves. She had seen this kind of student far too many times.

As expected, the other party stopped at the entrance of the restricted book section.

"They're such a worry, I really don't know what's so interesting about this place."

Although Mrs. Pince was complaining in her heart, she did not delay in her actions and quickly blocked the other party's way before they approached the cordon.

"Kid! What book are you looking for? The restricted area is just ahead; it's not open to students here."

To be honest, Mrs. Pince originally intended to scold him, but the moment the other person turned his head, a pair of crystal clear eyes made her change her tone.

"Hello, Professor!" Ino bowed slightly, addressing the other person politely even though he knew the other person was not a professor.

"As you can see, I'm lost! But I really didn't intend to go to the restricted section; I just wanted to find some books about charms in the library, since my last class was Professor Flitwick's Charms class."

As he spoke, Ino subtly observed the witch before him, Irma Pines, the Hogwarts librarian, who, just as described in the original story, was a woman over fifty years old and emaciated.

"I'm not a professor, just call me Ms. Pince!" Mrs. Pince said with a smile.

Unlike the noisy little wizards of the past, this well-behaved and polite boy seemed to have awakened her hidden maternal instincts, and her tone was unusually kind.

"Yes, Ms. Pince!" Ino nodded gently. "Could you tell me where the books on spells are kept? Merlin! This place is too big."

"Of course! The number of books here is unimaginable."

Mrs. Pince spoke with unusual pride, then after thinking for a few seconds, she said:

"There are so many books about spells, but I recommend you start with the most basic ones. Come with me, child!"

A few minutes later.

Ino followed Mrs. Pince to another area.

"The topics here are all about spells, but I sincerely advise you not to read blindly. Perhaps you can try reading the books on the back shelves a few years later, but not now."

Just as Mrs. Pince was about to leave, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and said:

"Oh, by the way, although you are a polite child, I still have to say that if you tear, fold, throw, or otherwise damage books, I will permanently expel you. Hogwarts has given me this right."

"Please rest assured, I will cherish every book as I would my friends," Ino promised without hesitation.

He knew Mrs. Pince's character well. Although he didn't know why she was being so amiable today, he knew that if he wanted to stay at the library permanently, it was the wisest thing to do to cultivate a good relationship with the person in charge.

Mrs. Pince nodded slightly in agreement upon hearing the promise.

"Sorry, I startled you. It's my job to explain the rules to every student who's visiting the library for the first time."

Upon hearing this, Ino replied nonchalantly, "Of course, a responsible librarian is not only a blessing for the library and its books, but also for us borrowers."

A dose of commercial flattery immediately brought a smile to Mrs. Pince's face.

"If only everyone were this sensible..."

……

With Mrs. Pince gone, Ino's attention turned to the books in front of him.

Unlike most people, he had little interest in the dark magic of the forbidden section. Even a powerful spell like the Unforgivable Curse, when used by the young wizard, would at most cause Mad-Eye Moody to bleed from the nose.

However, even if the Death Eaters were bound together, they might still not be able to withstand the Vulcan's implosion, which Dumbledore could casually unleash.

This shows that the power lies not in the spell itself, but in the person who casts it.

at the same time.

Amidst a dazzling array of book titles, Ino dutifully chose the second-grade edition of "Standard Spells".

Nothing else matters, safety is paramount.

I carefully picked up the book and then walked to the reading area next to it.

After opening the book, he also found that compared to the standard spells for beginners, the second-grade textbook not only explained the spells in more depth again.

Several useful spells have also been added, such as: the Inflation Charm, the Freeze Charm, the Universal Dispel Charm, and the Tickling Charm...

……

The Potions classroom at Hogwarts.

It is located in the castle's basement, making it the closest classroom to the Slytherin common room.

After returning from the library, Ino took her textbooks and went to class with Malfoy and the others.

The little snakes always take their dean's classes very seriously. They arrive at the classroom early to wait, and there's no pre-class chatter; the classroom is eerily quiet.

However, this quiet was not long before it was broken. As more and more Gryffindors entered the classroom, noisy conversations gradually began to rise.

"To be honest, there was no need to come so early. Look at the time, Harry! We're a full 20 minutes early..."

"Ron, stop talking and go inside. Have you forgotten about the Transfiguration class this morning? Besides, Professor Snape looks much more formidable than Professor McGonagall..."

The person arrived before the voice came.

Even in the relatively quiet basement, conversations outside in the hallway always carry far.

In the classroom, Malfoy, who had been sitting and almost asleep, suddenly perked up upon hearing Harry's name. His eyes lit up, and he was eager to try, looking like he was ready to cause trouble at any moment.

……

Time passed by, second by second.

Ino sat quietly in the back row, watching with great interest as the young wizards entered the classroom one after another.

Harry, Ron, the explosive genius Seamus, the true swordsman Neville, the know-it-all Hermione, and so on...

Interestingly, Miss Know-It-All seemed to be a little upset, because when the other person passed by him, not only did he turn his head to the side, but he also arrogantly raised his chin.

She looked just like a proud swan.

"This is ridiculous! Day after day... it's like someone owes you money."

Ino was also somewhat speechless. He asked himself if he had offended Hermione, especially after the Sorting Ceremony, he hadn't spoken a single word to her.

……

2 p.m. sharp.

With a loud "bang," Potions Professor Snape strode into the classroom.

Her tall and slender figure was clad in a wide, black robe, the sleeves of which fluttered as she walked without any wind.

The candles on the classroom walls were lit one by one as he walked.

As I walked to the podium and turned around, all the candlesticks seemed to have conspired to emit bright flames at the same time.

Snape stood calmly on the platform, looking at everyone indifferently. No junior wizard dared to meet his gaze.

"Very good, it seems you all understand the importance of punctuality."

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