The Bard at Hogwarts

Leave the Potions office.

After returning to the Slytherin dormitory, Ino received an extremely warm 'welcome'. The large green area in the lounge was filled with people who were just listening and watching the excitement.

After all, the novelty in the castle is really limited, and sometimes nothing interesting happens for a week or two.

Unlike today, a new student was frozen at the door of his dormitory and sent to the school hospital. The injured was the only son of the Malfoy family, who was quite famous in the wizarding world. Such breaking news never happened in the past school year.

With all this going on, it’s hard to keep the little snakes from joining in the fun.

Ino looked at the figures in the room, big and small, and the eager and inquiring eyes. This gave him the urge to tell stories to the children in the square.

Most people might be frightened when they see this battle, but to the bard, this is just a small scene. He had followed Mr. Hans on the stage of the Royal Theater, and there were only so many people in front of him.

Looking around, Ino bowed slightly to the crowd.

"First of all, I'm sorry that such an accident happened and intruded on everyone's rest time."

Wrong is wrong, and he never denies this.

Therefore, Ino first determined the nature of his behavior.

However, he has not forgotten what the prefects and senior wizards did after Malfoy's accident.

Not only did they take out their wands, but they were also filled with righteous indignation.

About to change the place and the environment, those people would probably have already taken action.

He made a mistake, but he didn't run away either! He didn't even have a wand, and it was necessary to act like an Auror treating a prisoner with great fanfare. Who was this acting for?

Even before yesterday, he would have chosen to keep things quiet and fool around in a low-key manner.

But today, maybe he had been trying to mobilize his emotions all afternoon, or maybe he had been imitating the White Witch. In short, he didn't want to spoil those people now, very much.

Ino turned his eyes to the senior wizards just now, and then slowly said:

"I want to say that this incident is a tragedy from beginning to end, because someone was injured because of it. Of course, if anyone is still interested or wants to know more, he is welcome to come to me at any time, Forbidden Forest, Corridor , Quidditch stadium, anywhere, I will explain to him in detail what happened alone."

"Now, I'm going to rest, good night everyone!"

Ino ignored everyone's expressions. After speaking, he turned around and left, heading straight to his dormitory.

Likewise, he was completely unaware of the turmoil that his actions would cause in Slytherin.

Maybe even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After all, if you wear the mask for a long time, if you don't take it off in time, it will really grow on your face.

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Return to the dormitory.

Looking at the intact furnishings around him, he guessed that this was the work of the castle's house elves.

But he didn't have much interest in house elves, mainly because he was not used to people hiding in the house, not to mention Dobby's rebellion in the future, which also made people wary.

Many things are coincidental, and as long as one case occurs, it proves that house elves are not absolutely loyal and reliable. For a person who has a secret, the ability of the servant is second, and loyalty and reliability are the first.

Looking at the neat bed in front of her, Ino jumped up and landed accurately on the soft bed.

"Mrs. Weasley is not tired from taking care of nine people and one ghoul. With family magic, what kind of housework do you have to worry about..."

I thought to myself as I waved my wand and extinguished the candlestick.

He had gone through too much today, and he urgently needed a deep sleep to relieve his inner fatigue.

…

The bedroom was quiet.

However, the entire castle was just starting to get windy.

There are no secrets at Hogwarts, that's true.

In this closed campus circle of hundreds of people, people can always share information.

Tonight the owls were destined to work, for they were now soaring over the castle.

Of course, many double-sided mirrors that have been idle for a long time are finally put to use now.

Gryffindor common room.

Ron pretended to be sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, but his perked ears had already given him away.

If Mrs. Weasley were here at this moment, she would be so surprised that she couldn't believe that her youngest son was so focused.

After a while.

As if all the news had been received, Ron dropped the newspaper and walked quickly towards the dormitory.

With a 'bang', Ron pushed open the bedroom door.

"Harry! Harry! Great news. Malfoy was knocked down in the dormitory and has been sent to Madam Pomfrey. It is said that he will not survive tonight! Old Malfoy also fainted from crying. Now Professor We are discussing contacting St. Mungo's Hospital..."

Ron said as he walked, and the loud voice resounded throughout the dormitory, so much so that Neville, who had already fallen asleep, sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him with a confused expression.

"Harry! Listen to me..."

Although he called Harry, Ron's eyes unconsciously looked towards the other beds, waiting for Neville, Seamus, Andy and others to open the bed curtains one after another.

At this moment, Ron was like an old scholar standing on the podium, preparing to deliver his academic report.

"Ahem...listen to me, Malfoy was attacked just now, and the murderer was the person I mentioned before, whether his name was Eno or Ian, it was him. It is said that when Malfoy was discovered, his whole body was frozen Became an ice sculpture..."

Compared to the curiosity of others, Neville was full of self-blame. At this moment, he felt that it was because of him that Ino attacked Malfoy.

"You don't know how terrible it was at that time! You don't know what kind of black magic he was studying in the dormitory. It is said that after opening the door, countless wronged souls and ghosts poured out from the door, making the entire Slytherin common room fall into a bitter winter..."

Perhaps because he was too involved in the story, Ron shivered unconsciously when he said this, and looked around subconsciously.

However, when he saw the pairs of focused eyes in the dormitory, the fear he had just felt disappeared.

"Ahem... You don't know, the old bat was scared at that time. If it weren't for Principal Dumbledore's timely arrival, maybe the whole Slytherin would have to be wiped out..."

Ron used his imagination to his heart's content, and the direction of the story became more and more outrageous.

Compared to other people listening to the story, Harry summarized several useful information at this moment.

The first is that Malfoy was really injured, or had been hospitalized. This is undoubtedly good news for him. At least during this period of time, he doesn't have to worry about Hagrid being captured for raising a dragon.

But the only uncertainty now is how badly Malfoy was injured and how long he would stay in the school hospital. This is very important because it is directly related to their plan to send Norbert away next.

As for Ron's words that he was dead and would not survive tonight, Harry did not believe a word.

After a few months of dating, although they have become close friends.

But he gradually discovered Ron's temper. Often eight out of ten sentences are rumors, and there are one or two truths occasionally, which need to be carefully screened.

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