The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 384 The Magical Mill and Running a Tavern

Slytherin dormitory.

With Draco free from his worries, the atmosphere in the dormitory returned to what it used to be.

"Go to sleep! You have class tomorrow."

As the alarm clock struck midnight, Ino slowly lowered the bed curtains.

Lying on the soft bed, a familiar feeling arises naturally.

Telling Draco it's Christmas wasn't just something he made up; it was the result of a discussion with Dumbledore after the dinner party.

Before Christmas, I dealt with Voldemort.

The reason for waiting three more months was entirely due to Dumbledore's own initiative in making the request.

Yes, a request.

Although Snape was very discreet, Harry's condition could be hidden from others, but not from Dumbledore.

"Never mind, I'll try to ask tomorrow, and if I can help, I will..."

Lying in bed, Ino sighed softly, "Some things really are better done sooner rather than later."

……

At the same time.

Unlike the tranquility of Slytherin's dormitories, Gryffindor's girls' dormitories are bustling with activity.

It was supposed to be a sixth-grade girls' dormitory, but now there were quite a few girls from other grades.

Many people, including Ginny, are interested in Hermione's legendary experiences.

Struck by the Killing Curse, he became a ghost, and then, in front of everyone, his spirit emitted a dazzling golden light, flying into the deep night sky like a shooting star.

And then, a year and a half later, he reappeared alive before everyone's eyes.

To be brought back to life! This is undoubtedly a historic and earth-shattering event.

Unlike Ino, whose power people respected and dared not provoke, Hermione was firmly surrounded.

"Let's talk about the feeling of being a ghost..."

What did you see in the night sky?

"Is it the afterlife? What's it like...?"

Faced with a barrage of questions, Hermione rubbed her temples in exasperation. She had already answered many of these questions countless times.

"This can't go on. This isn't over today, and this is only Gryffindor..."

Ginny noticed Hermione's expression and whispered something in her ear.

"I know, but what can I do?"

Hermione looked around; the sixth-year girls' dormitory was already packed with people.

Many people couldn't get close enough, so they could only discuss it from a distance, their chatter never ceasing.

"I have a way..." Ginny whispered in Hermione's ear.

……

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Ginny stood barefoot on the bed, her movements and loud voice gradually silencing the discussions in the dormitory.

At the same time, Hermione also stood up.

"I know everyone is interested in my resurrection, but repeating it over and over again is always limited, which also means that many people can't hear me clearly or don't hear everything..."

Hermione's words made the girls in the distance nod repeatedly, even though they couldn't hear her clearly or squeeze in.

"So, I'll be writing a book during this time, and it should be available to everyone before summer vacation..."

A quarter of an hour.

The noisy crowd in the dormitory gradually dispersed, leaving only the sixth-grade girls who originally belonged there.

"That's a good idea! It'll save them from asking endless questions!"

While changing into her pajamas, Parvati didn't forget to share her thoughts.

Although the scene was somewhat erotic at first glance, the girls present were all used to it.

"Yes!" Lavender Brown nodded in deep agreement.

"But I really should rest now; I'm planning to retake the OWL exam this year!"

Hermione sat cross-legged on the bed and said softly.

This also marks the end of today's discussion.

……

Lower the curtains.

Despite being exhausted, Hermione tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

My mind was filled with all sorts of nonsensical images.

One moment it's speculation about writing a book in the future, the next it's a scene from the past in a dreamlike forest... A silver-gray sea otter, holding a black swan, the two snuggling together to spend the winter.

Warm feathers, soft to the touch.

"Really..."

After tossing and turning in bed, Hermione disappeared into the bed curtains with a soft sigh.

At the same time.

Ino had just entered a light sleep, but a faint call from within made her open her eyes.

……

In early September, temperatures in the Scottish Highlands are not very high.

However, it won't be like Austria, where the temperature is only a dozen degrees Celsius.

In the valley, Hermione was wearing a simple yet elegant light blue nightgown, which was slightly revealing due to the temperature.

The light color complements the fair and delicate skin at the neckline, like the first gentle breeze of an early autumn morning, fresh and elegant.

At this moment, Hermione leaned against the door of the valley tavern, her posture exuding a languid and natural beauty. There was no trace of deliberate effort or affectation, as if she had just woken from a sweet dream, still carrying a trace of lingering sleepiness.

"I can't sleep!"

After seeing Ino appear in the valley, Hermione leaned against the door and said.

Her voice was soft and slightly upturned, with a hint of coquettishness and sweetness in her tone.

"What should we do then? A dreamless sleeping potion?"

Ino answered groggily, having just woken from a light sleep; he hadn't quite gotten into the zone yet.

"I have my own potions!" Hermione pursed her lips, somewhat annoyed, upon hearing about the Dreamless Sleep Potion.

"Oh! I forgot!" After a short period of adjustment, Ino gradually came to her senses.

Sending potions to aspiring potion masters? How could he even think of that?

"Are you going to have a late-night snack? That'll be a good opportunity to test the mill's magic!"

Ino spoke with a hint of pride, recalling how this magical mill had truly surprised him among last year's harvest festival gifts.

Whether it's soil, sand, water, or any other common material, once it's placed in the mill, it will grind it into the raw materials the user desires.

This could be pure white wheat flour, fresh fruits and vegetables, or even milk and honey...

This is just another Room of Requirement.

Similarly, this makes him even more excited for this year's harvest festival gift, which will arrive in a month.

……

at the same time.

As Ino finished speaking, a look of confusion flashed across Hermione's face.

She looked down at her pajamas, and after confirming that one button was undone, her expression became somewhat complicated.

"Alright! Let's have a midnight snack then..."

……

Half an hour later.

In an elegant little pub, Hermione sipped freshly squeezed juice while looking around at the furnishings.

The area here is not large, probably only a little over 100 square meters, at most no more than 200.

Under the dim yellow light, the entire tavern exuded a mysterious and profound atmosphere.

The interior decoration is more rustic and elegant, with stone walls paired with dark wood beams, showing the traces of time.

A long oak bar table sits in the center, inlaid with brass barware that gleams with a cool luster. Surrounding it are high-backed wooden chairs and vintage round tables, as if quietly awaiting the stories to come.

The walls are covered with meticulously depicted landscape oil paintings.

From the gentle sunrise at dawn to the magnificent sunset; from the tranquil rainy day with its drizzling rain to the bright and clear sky, it's as if the passage of time and the changing light and shadow have been captured.

Amidst the swirling mists of the majestic mountains; endless grasslands stretch as far as the eye can see; and the vast ocean surges with magnificent waves…

Despite having a frame that's only a foot and a half long, it always gives people a magical feeling, as if stepping into an oil painting is like entering another world.

Behind the rows of portraits, in the corner of the tavern, there was an upright organ and an old-fashioned phonograph.

The two different styles of instruments seem to have crossed the river of time, filling the entire space with an indescribable tranquility and relaxation.

……

"Ino, shall we try the tavern's magic? I mean, run it and entertain unexpected guests."

Hermione looked around and suggested with great interest.

Ever since Ino described the tavern's effects, she'd wanted to try it out. Just imagine how fun it would be to run a magical tavern and entertain characters from stories.

The genes belonging to Gryffindor are awakening.

however……

"That'll have to wait until this weekend, unless you skip class tomorrow!" Ino said decisively.

He knew from the beginning that time in the valley flowed at the same rate as in the outside world, which is why he had never tried to run a tavern.

After all, the original plan was to deal with Voldemort first.

However, since Hermione brought it up today, and Dumbledore requested it, we could give it a try this weekend. Otherwise, waiting three months seems a bit too long.

On the other side, upon hearing about skipping class, Hermione instinctively shook her head.

"Alright, then it's the weekend! Let's see who'll be the first visitor to the pub."

Clearly, the OWL exam carries more weight than satisfying curiosity.

Xiao Di's sharing today: Parvati Patil

Family: Parvati has a twin sister, Padma Pettier, who was sorted into Ravenclaw. Appearance: Harry's roommate Dean said the sisters were the prettiest girls in the entire year.

In 1991, Parvati was sorted into Gryffindor, sharing a dorm room with Hermione and Lavender, and she later became friends with Lavender.

During the 1993-1994 school year, Lavender and Trelawney developed a very good relationship. After the Divination exam, Parvati proudly told Harry and Ron that Trelawney said she "possessed all the qualities of a true seer."

In 1995, Parvati became a member of DA at the Pig Head Bar.

In 1996, not long after the start of the school year, the Petit sisters' parents were going to take them home, but they ultimately decided to stay.

When the "Iron Triangle" returned to Hogwarts in 1998, they saw the Patil sisters in the Room of Requirement. During the Great Battle of Hogwarts, Parvati fought against Travers and helped Dean cast a full-body binding charm on Dolohov.

(End of this chapter)