The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 393 Stars and Moon

"Ole Luck-Oie!"

Looking at the gifts hanging on the oak tree, Ino softly uttered the name of the dream god in the story—Ole Luke.

Olie is one of the most common names, representing countless ordinary people, while Luke is an abbreviation of 'Lukke' and 'Cie', meaning to close one's eyes.

The Dream Goddess is known for her storytelling and can bring beautiful dreams to children after they fall asleep.

As Ino finished speaking, the three gifts hanging on the tree branch fell off.

The robe slowly flew to his side, then covered the original robe like light and shadow. The Slytherin standard robe remained unchanged, but it gained an added sense of nobility and mystery.

Unlike the first match in the Goblet of Fire, where the clothes were simply worn for their texture.

This time, anyone with eyes could see that Ino's robes were different.

Of course, if you really want to find a difference, even if you invited Mrs. Malkin from Diagon Alley, she probably wouldn't notice the problem with the clothes.

The robes of the god of sleep truly resembled light and shadow; though they had no physical form, they altered the style of the garments.

……

at the same time.

Two retro umbrellas with completely different styles have now been combined, and the umbrella ribs have changed from the original smooth wood to the same material as the magic wand - uneven elderwood.

This also makes the umbrella look more substantial and stable; at two feet 60 centimeters long, it feels like a gentleman's walking stick when held in your hand.

The surface of the umbrella fabric is painted with different styles of patterns using colorful paints: spring flowers, summer night stars, autumn moon, winter snow...

With all the colors coming together, it looks like a seven-colored sky at first glance.

Beneath the umbrella, where it can only be seen when it's open, the interior appears somewhat monotonous. This is because it displays a different style, with a deep, dark blue lining and a few simple lines, resembling swirling black mist.

"A nightmare looms over..."

After receiving the umbrella, Ino understood its purpose.

In the original story, the Dream God's two umbrellas were a colorful umbrella that brought wonderful dreams to well-behaved children, and a dark umbrella that erased the dreams of disobedient children. They probably didn't have the ability to create nightmares.

Ino looked down at the umbrella in her hand. The dream was fine, but the dark side looked like Boggart was hiding inside.

This seems to confirm the saying that energy flows where attention goes.

As soon as Ino thought of Boggart, he felt the shadows churning beneath his feet.

Soon, a wisp of black smoke merged into the umbrella, turning the originally dark blue fabric a murky black, and one could even vaguely make out the cursed mountain people of Middle-earth, and the decaying skeletons...

"This time it really turned into a nightmare..."

Standing under the oak tree, Ino looked at the umbrella with a sigh. With the addition of Boggart, the fear brought by the dream was probably born in this way.

Although he sighed, a smile always appeared on his face; the valley seemed to have given him another surprise.

This reminded him of his conversation with Lupin, and it seemed that from that time on, he believed in the connection between Boggart and Nightmare. However, he gradually forgot about this idea as he was distracted by many other matters.

Now, the seeds that were planted before seem to have sprouted new branches.

……

"In the blink of an eye, darkness gently opens its curtains, and the interplay of light and darkness gives birth to infinity. The hand of creation paints dreams on the traceless horizon..."

Ino picked up the unusual umbrella with its colorful patterns, and with a gentle wave, it was as if he had touched the most mysterious mechanism in the world.

In an instant, the brightness of daylight was gently covered by a deep night.

As night fell, the sun quietly disappeared behind the six-petaled tulip, and the colorful river in the sky blended into the inky black.

The vast, boundless valley has once again turned into a single hue.

But then, as if summoned, the colorful gems hanging from the oak branches, along with the gems that had formed in the previous years, flew into the sky.

Although it was night, the dazzling gemstones seemed to radiate their own light.

Moonstone radiating iridescent light, aquamarine topaz, vibrant pigeon blood ruby, deep cornflower blue sapphire, emerald green garnet tsavorite...

Like a dazzling galaxy, it stretches far into the night sky.

In the pitch-black night sky, these stars, transformed from gemstones, rapidly arranged themselves into various wondrous patterns, some like a cascading Milky Way, others like the rotation of constellations, adorning the entire night sky in a dreamlike and enchanting way.

Ino gazed up at this unexpected starry feast. Although he had created it himself, he was still amazed by the unimaginable beauty, as if he were in a dreamlike fairy tale world.

The night sky was like a tapestry, dotted with countless stars.

"The bright moon rises from the darkness, its silvery light softening the edge of the night. She is the queen of the night, the guide of dreams, soothing the loneliness of the world with her gentle light..."

In the valley, the sound of poetry being recited rose up.

The crystal ball slowly rose into the air, soaring higher and higher, growing brighter and brighter, its cool, radiant light illuminating the entire valley.

The land, spanning over 70,000 square kilometers, was instantly draped in a silver veil.

But when Ino saw the barren wasteland in the distance, he frowned slightly.

……

The valley's night, after the chapters of stars and moon, has ushered in a new movement.

The song of mountains and rivers, the murmur of streams, the whisper of forests...

After an unknown amount of time, Ino slowly put down the umbrella in her hand.

The entire valley has been completely transformed, as if it had undergone a creation myth, becoming vibrant with life.

As the creator, he knew very well that all of this was thanks to the umbrella of the Dream God, but he could not deny the contribution of another gift.

What was originally just a few inches in size, like an inverted teacup, has now been magnified countless times, becoming a wellhead three feet in diameter, firmly standing on the ground.

A water source has appeared in the valley.

Although magic can create clear water, it is ultimately just a rootless duckweed.

Now that there is a water source, there is a real river. The winding water nourishes all things, which is a force that never stops.

……

Ino stood quietly on the soft soil, with the dreamy night sky above her head.

They used to tell stories cautiously, but now they have their own stories to tell.

Many years later, memories resurface.

"Still spacing out?" Ino turned around and looked at him.

Behind him was Hermione, who looked utterly shocked.

He had known about Hermione's existence for a while, but he hadn't had time to pay attention to her just now.

It's like a painter who, when inspiration strikes, always finishes the entire painting.

Hermione only snapped out of her daze when Ino finished speaking.

"My God! This is simply..."

Seemingly surprised, Hermione couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it for a long time.

"A fairy tale where wishes come true!" Ino continued the conversation.

"Yes! Wishes come true!" Hermione nodded in agreement, adding, "Just like in a fairy tale!"

(End of this chapter)