The Bard at Hogwarts

Half an hour later.

The leisure area on the fifth floor of Foyle's Bookstore.

The divination dice kept spinning on the table, roughly like a mechanical top that was wound up, with no intention of stopping.

"This doesn't make sense..." Ino thought to himself.

Although he was a little surprised, his expression did not change at all, and at the same time he was also thinking about the cause of the problem.

After thinking for a while, he thought of another possibility, put the dice away quietly, and then looked at the girl beside him with displeasure.

You must know that in the past two years, he has conducted divination at least hundreds of times, and he has long understood the rules of this dice.

Six-sided dice, numbers from 1 to 6 respectively represent the probability of something happening: 0%, 20%, 40%, 60%, 80%, 100%

And now that the dice keeps spinning, there is always a possibility: this matter is neither likely to succeed nor impossible to fail.

However, this result will never appear in divination.

Just like one thing, there will never be a 50/50 probability, because everything has a bias, it can be 49.999%, but there is absolutely no 50%.

Back to business.

Ino's mind once again recalled the scene when they met, and then thought of the other person calling him a liar before.

He soon realized that the other party was not telling the truth, and must have used some false divination conditions to ruin the situation. This kind of thing had happened to him before.

After thinking about all this, he said angrily:

"Rabbit... I'm sorry, this nameless lady! Are you sure it's possible for you to get into these two schools, not another one like Smelting High School? There's one thing you should know, a fool will never get into Cambridge and Oxford ”

For the sake of money, Ino did not call the other party Miss Rabbit this time, but he also subtly mocked the other party for ruining the situation.

"Miss Granger! My name is Hermione Granger. And I'm pretty sure that my grades will definitely allow me to enter these two schools, not the second-rate middle school you mentioned."

Hermione understood the innuendo. At this moment, she was like a cat with exploded fur, and her whole body was full of aggression.

Faced with this ferocious expression, Ino didn't even raise his eyelids. His mind was already attracted by the other person's name.

After all, the name 'Hermione' is so recognizable. Thinking about the previous owl letter...

After hesitating for a moment, Ino asked:

"So your father is a dentist too?"

After hearing the word 'dentist', Hermione was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise:

"Did you divine this? Although it's correct, what I want is for you to divine my future school."

"It's a real deal!" Ino secretly thought.

He has the same name and surname, lives in London, and also has a father who is a dentist.

He was 100% sure that the girl in front of him was Hermione Granger, the future female minister of the Ministry of Magic and one of the savior triangle.

At this moment, Ino immediately made a decision in her heart, that is, to stay away from this girl as soon as possible, or at least keep a certain distance.

Getting close to Hermione at Hogwarts was undoubtedly indirectly holding Harry's hand, and maybe Malfoy would be very interested in this.

Close to the Savior? Ino is not interested at all. Harry who will be seven years in the future...heh, he understands everything.

"Miss Granger, the result of the divination is that neither of these two middle schools is your future destination."

After briefly stating the divination results, Ino picked up the one pound note on the table and turned to leave.

Seemingly seeing the confusion in the girl's eyes, he made another promise before leaving:

"Of course, if you really enter those two middle schools, I will return double the money to you before school starts. Don't worry, I can't run away."

After saying that, Ino walked out of the leisure area without looking back.

With Miss Know-It-All around, he didn't plan to stay in this bookstore any longer. Instead, he planned to spend money to buy a few books to take back, which was also a way to prepare for future campus life.

And the other side.

Looking at the empty chair, Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment. She was not happy at all now.

"Obviously I'm looking for you for divination, but we've been chatting with them for so long, why are you just spending a few minutes with me..."

…

Foyle's Bookstore, first floor lobby.

Under the surprised look of the bookstore cashier, Eno successfully purchased three famous fairy tale anthologies after paying a huge sum of 10 pounds.

"Alice in Wonderland," "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" and "One Thousand and One Nights."

It was almost noon when I left the bookstore.

Ino couldn't help but speed up the return trip. There were more important things waiting for him in the afternoon.

The letter sent by the owl clearly stated that a Hogwarts professor would be visiting this afternoon to help him complete all the admission items on the notice.

This kind of thing cannot be missed no matter what.

…

After returning to his residence, Ian read the newly purchased books while quietly waiting for the appointed time.

Time passes minute by minute.

When the old pocket watch in his hand pointed in the direction of the hour, Ino decisively closed the book, then raised his head and looked around constantly.

Sure enough, wherever he could see, a figure appeared out of thin air in the next second.

After seeing clearly who was coming, Ino felt a sudden change in his heart.

At that moment, he felt a little sad and angry. Others were guided by the responsible Professor McGonagall, but he became the miserable half-blood prince.

The man in the black and wide robe and the greasy hair that fit his face was the current dean of Slytherin and the professor of potions, Severus Snape.

Just when Ino was stunned, Snape had walked in front of him with an expressionless face.

Although he had read the original book and had a certain understanding of Snape, he still felt a little uncomfortable when being stared at by these empty eyes in reality.

What Ino didn't know was that at the moment when the two looked into each other's eyes, Snape's heart also had countless waves.

Pure, clean, bright... Snape read too much from those amber pupils.

It was as if he had opened a window across the long river of time, allowing him to see all the beauty in the world.

19 Spinner's End Lane, an old house, a little boy surrounded his mother and clamored to listen to wizard stories...

In the quiet park, a thin black-haired boy, a girl with a sweet smile and green eyes...

Scenes flashed through Snape's mind one after another.

"Heh! Put away your crappy brain block."

Snape's voice was cold and piercing. It was not difficult to hear from the tone that he seemed to be trying to suppress something.

"I am a professor at Hogwarts. I came here only because your name appeared on the list of people who need guidance. Now it seems that there is something wrong with this list, and someone does not need this guidance."

"No guidance?" After hearing this, Ino did not bother to think about the brain block mentioned by Snape, and hurriedly explained:

"Sir, I think there should be some misunderstanding between us. I started wandering when I was ten years old. Without the help of the school, I really couldn't buy all kinds of items I needed before entering school by myself."

Ino spoke quickly, and there was no way, because the person in front of him was Snape, not the responsible Professor McGonagall.

Others might be just trying to scare him, but this half-blood prince is really good at keeping his word. If he says he won't care, he won't care.

If that's the case, he'll be at a loss. Not to mention the location of Diagon Alley, the money needed to buy books and wands alone is enough to give him a headache.

Ino is not very clear about the specific consumption of the magic world, but he can guess that at least it's not something that he can spend on buying a few books in the morning for ten pounds.

After hearing the explanation, Snape did not leave immediately, but took the time to look at the surrounding environment.

Wild bridge holes, worn-out canvas, second-hand stools...

If you have to find something to show off, maybe the aluminum kettle that is 80% new is the only thing left.

Fortunately, it is midsummer now. If it is winter, if you really live here under such conditions, you will be frozen to death the next day.

"Pack your things and follow me!"

Snape believed Ino's explanation, or rather, he believed his own judgment, but he was also surprised.

"The boy in front of me is proficient in brain occlumency..."

This is what puzzled him the most, because this is not a superficial application of hiding one's thoughts.

Snape knows better than anyone that only those who are proficient in this magic can let any peepers see what he subconsciously wants to see.

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