The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 83 Shelter and Ice Sculpture

Three brooms in the guest room.

The messy table was covered with scraps of parchment.

The reason it's considered wasteful is that many of the unfolded parchments only had one sentence written on them, but the large blank spaces were filled with various doodles and cartoon illustrations.

In stark contrast to the table is the spotless room, as if it had been cleaned regularly with household magic; both the floor and the bed are excessively tidy.

The only surprising thing was that, apart from the messy desk, there were basically no personal belongings in the room.

Similarly... there was no one in the room.

……

A small path paved with blue bricks.

Three or four feet wide and over a hundred feet long, the entire path resembled the frigid South Pole.

Both the blue bricks on the ground and the roadside curbs were now covered with snow, and many mini ice sculptures, each a dozen centimeters tall, also stood there.

These ice sculptures come in all shapes and sizes, including knights, unicorns, dragons, anacondas, and even exquisitely crafted willow trees.

At the end of the path, Ino sat on the soft snow, head down, still busy at work.

Not far in front of him was a large willow tree, which looked to be about two or three meters tall and about the diameter of a bucket. The whole tree was crystal clear.

Although this willow tree is no different from the previous miniature versions, if you look closely, you can see that this one has more vitality and life.

If you only look at its shape and ignore its color, this Whomping Willow is no different from the one planted outside Hogwarts Castle, except that it is a little smaller.

After a while.

A lifelike ice sculpture rabbit appeared, then took off running towards the distant "Hit-the-Man Willow".

"Bang!" A loud noise.

The rabbit shattered into ice shards the moment it got close to the Willow Tree.

Meanwhile, the willow tree next to it seemed unaffected, gently swaying its branches.

"pretty……"

Ino looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Even the frustration of not being able to write the modified paper these past few days has temporarily dissipated.

Speaking of modified papers, after seeing the recent award-winning articles, he also realized that Professor McGonagall's expectations were a bit too high.

Leaving aside the award-winning authors' superb professional knowledge and their extensive experience in metamorphosis, their basic application of metamorphosis alone is something he can hardly match now.

After several days of writing papers, I barely uttered any serious words, but my skills in cartoon illustration became increasingly refined.

Reluctantly, Ino had to temporarily put aside the unattainable Best Newcomer Award.

They spent a lot of time and effort to solidify their foundation in transformation. Although they did not reach the standards of the winners, the results were gratifying.

And this willow tree that beats people in front of us is his achievement.

Although ice arrows could change shape and even be made into exquisite lilies, inanimate objects are still inanimate objects.

After accumulating experience over this period, he also developed a new kind of magic by using ice arrows as a medium and combining them with polymorphism.

Although Transfiguration can transform living things, the transformed living things will instantly revert to their original form if they are destroyed.

However, ice is different.

Even if the deformed creatures are damaged during a blizzard, they will still absorb the nearby ice and snow and then restore themselves, thus achieving a sense of immortality to some extent.

Imagine this: snow is falling from the sky, and the dark wizard finds himself in a forest of Man-beating Willows. With countless vines lashing out, not only would the Ironclad Curse be useless, but even a giant dragon would be obediently bound here.

Of course, this requires a prerequisite: the weather and environment.

If there isn't enough ice and snow around, the ice sculptures, unable to recover in time, won't last long under the dragon's fiery breath.

A few minutes later.

Ino slowly stood up and then waved his elder wand.

The two-meter-tall, lush willow tree instantly transformed into an Amazonian anaconda nearly twenty feet long and as thick as a bowl.

Its entire body, ice-blue, snaked along the ground. Its cold, empty eyes, though not making any aggressive moves, still made the giant python look incredibly terrifying.

The reason he could perform such large-scale transformations was not due to his superb transformation skills. The real reason was the ubiquitous ice and snow on the path, and his innate affinity for and control over ice and snow.

A simple example: it might be easy for a young wizard to turn an apple into a pear, but turning a match into a cabinet is something perhaps only Professor McGonagall could do.

After all, deformation of the same volume is the easiest.

Ino looked at the anaconda at her feet and noticed that the snake was slowly growing larger as it walked across the snow-covered path. Although it wasn't very obvious, it had indeed increased in size considerably.

"Um?"

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Ino vanished from the spot, leaving the anaconda alone winding along the snow-covered blue brick path.

……

Hogsmeade, three brooms at the door.

Pan Xi walked through the door carrying a large stack of old sheepskin rolls.

Her purpose in coming here was to fulfill the promise she made on the train; she had already made her request to her parents after dinner yesterday.

I thought it would take a lot of persuasion, but to my surprise, after looking at Ino's final report card and learning about his experiences throughout the entire school year, his father readily agreed to the Parkinson family's request to sell their property in Hogsmeade.

They even offered a very generous discount.

After confirming the situation with Malfoy, Pansy rushed to the Three Brooms and, guided by the owner, Ms. Rosmerta, went to the room on the third floor at the corner.

Pansy was somewhat reserved outside the room. After all, in traditional English culture, a lady's modesty would not allow her to go to a man's room alone.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else, because her father's instructions after dinner were flashing through her mind again:

"Once you've made a decision, do it as soon as possible! Procrastination will only let others do what you want to do for you. Never underestimate the wisdom of others; what you can discover, others can also discover. Draco is better at this than you are."

"Knock! Knock knock!"

Pansy knocked on the door.

On the other side...

While observing the changes in the anaconda, Ino heard a knock at the door. Without hesitation, she vanished into the blue brick path in an instant.

He was increasingly satisfied with this simple shelter.

Although the time ratio is at a normal flow rate, unlike in the story where no matter how much time has passed, it is only a moment outside the story.

But this ability to move at will and perceive the surrounding environment has already made up for all the shortcomings. Or rather, any shortcomings seem insignificant with the support of these two factors.

After all, absolute safety is more important than anything else. He even thought that if supplies were plentiful, he could live here forever.

Despite her thoughts, Ino opened the door immediately upon hearing the knock.

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