The Bard at Hogwarts

Hogwarts, Astronomy Tower.

Compared with the laughter and laughter in the castle, the astronomy tower will always be the loneliest and quietest place.

Saturday, a cold morning.

Ino got up and washed as usual. After getting dressed, he took his accordion and came to the top of the tower again.

Sitting on the ground, quietly waiting for the sunrise.

It lasted about a quarter of an hour.

When the first ray of sunshine at dawn shines on the highest spire of the castle, it is like a touch of golden magic, making Hogwarts look solemn and spectacular in the morning light, as if it is a giant who has been guarding this land for a long time.

The sun rose, and its warm rays passed through every window of the castle and illuminated every corridor.

To be honest, Ino really enjoyed this feeling, sitting quietly by himself, sitting in his own time.

The ethereal and soothing music of the accordion came to my ears, thinking about the past that seemed so far away.

A reminiscence, a trace of melancholy, the thoughts are like a cup of freshly brewed black tea, spreading with the rising mist, and then dissipating in the air.

"The sun has been exiled to the west, darkness is spreading on the earth, and it has lost its past glory. You don't have to be sad..."

Melodious songs sounded from the top of the tower, accompanied by the playing of the accordion, making people feel as if they had entered a mysterious and ancient dream.

The singing sounds like weeping, like a gentle breeze blowing through the ears, and seems to be touching the softness of people's hearts...

About ten minutes passed.

After the song ended, Ino waved his magic wand, and the accordion became silent obediently.

"Crack! Crack!"

There was crisp applause from behind, causing him to look back quickly.

"The power of music~"

Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped the light mist on the lenses with his hands.

"Good morning! Mr. Principal." Ino stood up and greeted.

"Thank you, Mr. Swinburne! It was you who allowed me to appreciate such a beautiful piece of music, which is so intoxicatingly beautiful. I want to know if it has a name? Please forgive an old man's curiosity."

"You can call me Ino!" Ino bowed cautiously and continued:

“As for the name of the song, I called it ‘Ancient Dreams’ and it was supposed to be played on the morin fur, but as you can see, I only had an accordion.”

So far, he has acted like a student who was suddenly praised by the principal, with a hint of shyness in his reserve.

"What a great name!" Dumbledore praised, then waved gently.

Two high-backed chairs and a small coffee table instantly appeared at the top of the tower. What was outrageous was that there were all kinds of candies and two cups of hot black tea on the coffee table.

"Do you mind chatting with me? Enoch! You know I'm also a lover of music."

Faced with the sudden invitation, although he was reluctant, he could only accept it.

After all, Dumbledore had talked about this, and all the black tea and candies were prepared. If he refused again, it would be a real slap in the face.

"It would be my pleasure, Mr. Principal!"

After hearing the clear reply, Dumbledore nodded with a smile, walked to the table, pulled out a high-backed chair, and sat down.

"Eno, would you be interested in playing at the Halloween dinner? I originally wanted to find another band, but now there are clearly better options."

Halloween. . .

Well, Ino suppressed the criticism in her heart.

You must know that in the next few years, Halloween at Hogwarts will be full of tricks and expressions...

At a dinner party, if you can eat a dish completely, you are really considered a capable person with fast hands.

Of course, if Dumbledore had mentioned Christmas dinner, he might have given it serious thought, but Halloween... whoever wanted to go there would go.

…

"Sorry! Mr. Principal, I still have many shortcomings. Maybe I will apply to you for a performance in a few years, maybe."

Although Ino refused, he did not forget to mention the future and leave some dignity to Dumbledore. After all, the principal personally invited him.

"It's a pity! But I respect your choice." Dumbledore said without changing his expression.

It seemed that he was expected to be rejected.

The tower fell into a brief silence.

After Dumbledore stopped talking, Ino was happy to be at ease. After all, someone brought hot black tea and free candies so early in the morning, which was a pleasant thing in itself.

He casually picked up a piece of butter toffee and put it in his mouth. The rich milk flavor filled his taste buds. This was not comparable to the flavor-blended toffee he had eaten before.

In life, food is the only thing you can’t live up to.

Based on the free principle, Ino ate three pieces of toffee in a row before taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sugar residue from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't that he had eaten enough, but that there wasn't much left on the plate.

The table was not big to begin with, and there were black tea and several different kinds of candies. It was conceivable that the quantity of each kind of candies would not be too much.

As a guest, eating less than half is already the limit. Any more...maybe a bit too much.

However, Dumbledore seemed to see through Eno's thoughts.

He reached out and tapped the table gently, and then the small table expanded more than twice as much as could be seen with the naked eye, not only filling up the previous butter toffees, but also adding several new candies.

"Honeydukes never disappoints! Oh, by the way, it's a candy store, opened in Hogsmeade. Maybe when you are in your third year, you can try it yourself."

"If the quality is like this, I will definitely come here often." Ino said as he picked up another unknown candy and put it in his mouth.

After all, the principal paid for the whole place, so it's a rare opportunity to eat it.

It's not that I'm greedy for small profits, but it's really a rare opportunity.

Perhaps Hogwarts is a little unfriendly to students below the third grade... Think about it, which full-time boarding school doesn't even have a small store!

It's okay for pure-blooded little wizards. Although it's a bit troublesome, they can write letters home to buy things.

It's hard for students from Muggle families. They can't even eat some magic candy during school, let alone other interesting things.

Although his mind was flying, Ino never took the initiative to speak.

The main point is to eat more and talk less, perfectly interpreting the image of a shy student in front of the principal.

Dumbledore asked questions, he answered; Dumbledore didn't say anything, so he remained silent.

This kind of communication actually has a special term - awkward chat.

The two chatted for a long time until the sun rose completely in the sky.

"I should go back, Mr. Headmaster!" Ino stood up and said to Dumbledore.

"Thank you for chatting with me, an old man, for so long. I hope we will have the opportunity to chat like this in the future. You know, sometimes I am lonely alone." Dumbledore said half-jokingly.

He did not respond to the headmaster's proposal, neither accepting nor rejecting it.

He just bowed slightly to Dumbledore, then turned around and picked up the accordion beside him and walked towards the stairs of the astronomy tower.

However, just as Ino was about to leave, Dumbledore's voice came from behind him again.

"Child, you don't need to be afraid, let alone hide from anyone. Because before I die, no one in Hogwarts can hurt you, I promise!"

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