The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 376 The Miracle Begins for Ino

The changes in the valley surprised Ino.

To be honest, when he was alone with his teacher, Hans, he had a vague feeling that Hans was being somewhat biased.

After all, as the pages are torn apart, the miracle that once allowed one to enter the story also disappears.

It's impossible not to have some ideas, after all, no one is a saint.

But as he thought about it, he knew that saying it now would be futile.

Logically speaking, the shelter actually belongs to Hans, and how someone else's property is disposed of is the right of the owner.

With this thought in mind, Ino quietly watched the valley change, after all, the valley was the one that truly belonged to him.

From the land outside Athens, where magic beans given by the Brothers Grimm grow, and where the rainbow river of Rohan children gathers in the sky.

And now, the Ring of Fire, which has remained unchanged for so long, has also changed.

……

Time was ticking away, second by second.

The tulip in the flowerbed, as time went by, grew fuller and brighter.

Sudden.

A familiar melody echoed through the valley.

With just a few notes, Ino knew that this was the piece he had spontaneously played outside.

In fact, anyone with performance experience knows that whether it's singing or playing a sonata, the feeling during the performance and the feeling afterward are two completely different things.

And that's exactly what Ino is doing right now.

The impromptu performance just now, although the melody was very beautiful, lacked emotional depth.

Because it only possesses the tranquility of the Charles and the grandeur of war, lacking the real hustle and bustle of life, or what might be called vitality.

Having detected the flaw, Ino sat down on the ground and plucked the harp in her arms once more.

……

An ordinary melody began to play again.

It lacked the tranquility and ethereal quality of the past, as well as the grandeur and solemnity; instead, it offered only the everyday life of ordinary people, much like a folk song.

Old John and the surrounding residents, the ordinary merchants of Merchant Town, Aunt Julia and her granddaughter of Minas Tirith... and even many young wizards in Hogwarts whose names they didn't know.

During the performance, Ino thought of each and every one of them.

He may have only caught a glimpse of these people or had some interaction with them, but no one can deny their existence.

Perhaps they are just supporting characters in the story, but only with enough supporting characters, after absorbing sunlight, can the flowers bloom more brilliantly.

A simple folk song began to play.

Perhaps it was also because of the music played on the same harp that the ordinary could easily blend into the ethereal and heroic atmosphere of the valley.

With the convergence of three different melodies, a grand musical movement seems to be born.

And at that moment, the glowing tulip quietly bloomed.

……

Amidst the melodious strains of the piano, a golden six-petaled tulip detached from its stem and quietly flew into the sky.

The soft gold color, like the sun at dawn, witnesses the miracle of all things awakening.

In fact, it really is a miracle.

Ino sat on the soft soil, quietly playing a piece of music.

As the notes gently danced, the thin mist that had enveloped the valley gradually thinned out.

And as far as his eyes could see, the entire valley was no longer the limited area it had been before.

The valley is visibly expanding.

……

If the blooming of tulips is like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world, simple and pure.

The musical notes in the valley seemed to have become much more complicated.

The notes, emerging like stars, intertwine and collide, forming a complex yet harmonious melody.

What's amazing is that these musical notes are not just a collection of sounds, but also a carrier of emotions.

They weave through the valley, as if telling a story, recounting the laughter, tears, dreams, sorrows, and hopes within that story.

Accompanied by a harmonious grand movement, the entire valley seemed to come alive with color and warmth.

……

At the same time.

On the frozen path of the sanctuary, the road to Middle-earth quietly vanished.

Upon arriving in the town of Alpbach, Hermione immediately sensed something amiss and vanished from her spot.

Standing in the shelter, Hermione gazed at the valley that was so close yet she could not enter it.

But what she saw in her field of vision was also a shocking scene.

The valley, which was originally only the size of a village or town, has now undergone a dramatic transformation, and its area has become so vast that it seems to stretch as far as the eye can see.

The once vibrant, colorful river still hangs in the sky, but compared to before, it now has an additional golden sun, like a flower.

The frolicking dolls, the singing flowers, and the oak trees with human features made her feel as if she had returned to the forest where the Ugly Duckling once lived.

Because this place is just like the fairy tale world described in books.

……

As an observer, Herman was deeply shocked.

After the initial shock, Ino, the one in charge, felt more of a sense of relief at having regained what he had lost.

His miracles still exist.

He could clearly sense everything in the valley, every stone, every grain of dust…

Therefore, the small tavern that had appeared in the very center was also within his notice.

The tavern is not large, about a hundred square meters, and is built of blue stones, with two floors.

The architectural style is more of a medieval retro style.

Of course, this is only the appearance.

What truly made Ino feel like she had regained what she had lost was the tavern's unique character that she perceived.

The tavern was closed, with only an ordinary walnut wood door.

But he knew that as long as he pushed open this door from the outside, he could enter a strange and wonderful world.

It seems to contain countless stories, both unfolding and already concluded.

Including those he had seen in the London library: One Thousand and One Nights, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Andersen's Fairy Tales, Aesop's Fables, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland...

however.

But that's not all.

Through her perception, Ino also understood that if she pushed open this door from inside the tavern, she could be entertained by those who were favored by fate in countless fantasy stories.

At that moment, he finally understood something.

Her own miracles were never bestowed upon her by her teacher, Hans.

If we really want to find an answer, he probably already possessed this characteristic from the moment he traveled through time.

However, due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, he never actually used it.

In contrast to what Hans had done before, it was more like opening the door of a tavern and welcoming a guest who had been blessed by fate.

……

Looking at the tightly closed walnut wood door of the tavern.

Ino felt an urge to swim freely.

But he quickly suppressed his impulse and looked up at the sky instead.

In the distance, a tiny shooting star suddenly flew out from the golden sun, which resembled a six-petaled tulip.

With its magnificent tail feathers trailing behind it, it flew straight towards the ground through the colorful river.

Ino sat on the soft ground, calmly watching the shooting star fly towards her.

He didn't dodge the golden meteor, nor did he need to.

In the valley, he could feel every blade of grass, every tree, every rock, and every speck of dust, but he could also control everything here; there was no safer place than this.

A shooting star streaks by.

Ino slowly raised her hand.

On the index finger of his right hand, there was a gold ring with a band inlaid with colorful gemstones.

……

At the same time.

The music in the sky gradually faded away.

As the last note faded, Ino stood up, turned around, and patted the dust off her clothes.

But this unintentional glance back led him to see Hermione anxiously waiting outside the valley.

It seemed that the shooting star earlier had made the other party a little worried.

Because in her line of sight, Hermione was holding the chestnut pen given to her by Hans and using it like a wand, casting spells into the valley again and again.

However, no matter how hard she tried, it was as if there was a barrier across time between the valley and the sanctuary, and all her magic could not make a ripple.

……

in the valley.

Upon seeing Hermione's anxious expression, Ino slightly raised a finger.

Soon, the vast valley, after its transformation, welcomed its first guest.

"Ino, are you alright! That shooting star scared me, but I can't get in..."

Hermione, oblivious to the changes in the valley, immediately inquired about the situation upon entering.

Meanwhile, her slender, fair hands were not idle either, patting and examining the area up and down, as if to make sure there were no injuries.

However, when Hermione met those pure amber eyes, her hands stopped moving, and a blush rose on her face.

"I'm fine! I've never felt better!"

Noticing the girl's shyness, Ino decisively changed the subject:

"The valley has changed a lot; you are welcome to look around. But I have to go out now, otherwise I might make them anxious, which would also be impolite..."

He gently patted Hermione's shoulder, and at the same time, Ino's figure disappeared from the spot.

……

The tower of Nurmengard.

Grindelwald witnessed a very interesting scene.

The young man who had just been playing music and singing suddenly reappeared in the same spot the instant he disappeared.

Of course, this is nothing special, since Apparition can also do that.

What truly differentiated him was that the previously vanished melody seemed to have transformed into another rhythm, surrounding the young man.

But right now.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly froze, and a faint silver light flashed in his originally dark brown left eye.

Meow! That's all for today...

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