The Bard at Hogwarts

Two days flew by.

The final countdown to Christmas for the first school year has entered.

The entire castle is decorated with magic like a dream.

Especially the huge Christmas tree in the auditorium, which is 20 feet high and covered with colorful magic lanterns and twinkling stars, exuding a soft and warm light.

Various candy boxes were piled under the tree, and Honeydukes’ exquisite wrapping paper shone in the light.

Similarly, it is not just the auditorium that is decorated, the walls of the corridor are also hung with magically painted snowflakes and Christmas ribbons, which are gently fluttering in mid-air as if they are alive.

The portraits hanging in the castle seemed to be infected by the festive atmosphere, and the owner of each painting was filled with a happy smile.

…

After the last Potions class.

Ino walked in the corridor, thinking about all the interesting things he had just experienced.

To be honest, what he liked to see the most in Potions class was the battle of wits and courage between Snape and Harry. To be precise, it should be Snape unilaterally squeezing Harry. It is hard to imagine how a person with an expressionless face could not stop. Sarcasm, sarcasm, ridicule...

That picture is full of joy no matter how you look at it.

"I'm afraid that old Potter won't be able to remember the evil he did until his death. He will have to ask his son to pay for it after all... Huh?"

Ino suddenly stopped, and a strange corridor suddenly appeared in front of him.

He clearly remembered that after class, he followed a familiar route back to his dormitory, but he ended up here unknowingly.

"interesting!"

With a sigh, he immediately opened his legs and walked towards the front.

Although he was not very curious, this was all right in front of him, and it seemed like a silent invitation no matter how he looked at it.

The corridor is not too long, about 150 meters, and you can see the end at a glance.

In just a few minutes, he had already walked more than half of the distance, but he also found that there was nothing special here at all.

A very ordinary corridor, just like other corridors in the castle, a long marble-paved road, with a few scattered portraits hanging on the walls, and even the armor standing next to it has not changed much.

If we really have to find some differences, it may be due to a long-term lack of cleaning. There are more cobwebs on the armor and portraits than they seem.

As Ino walked, she also paid attention to her surroundings.

Just as he was about to return, a brown, shabby and worn-out wooden door appeared on his left.

Opening the door, there is a real abandoned classroom inside.

Unlike other abandoned classrooms in the castle, those classrooms were only temporarily empty and not in use, but the furnishings inside were all intact.

The classroom in front of me was extremely dilapidated and messy. None of the tables, chairs and benches stacked in the corner was intact.

Of course, everything is contradictory and unified, just like the white lotus blooming in a pond full of rancid silt.

The abandoned classroom also has its 'Lotus', a huge mirror ten feet high with gorgeous workmanship.

The appearance looks simple and solemn, and the frame is also carefully carved from dark brown unknown wood. Every texture seems to tell the story of the years.

On the base directly below the mirror, there is a series of inscriptions embossed in relief: Erised straehrou oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.

Seeing this, how could he not know that the thing in front of him was the famous Mirror of Erised, a mirror that could reflect people's inner desires.

Likewise, he also understood why he came to this corridor inexplicably, and now everything was explained.

"It's here..." I thought to myself.

Lift your legs and walk towards this magic mirror that reflects your desires.

Ino stood quietly in front of the Mirror of Erised. For a moment, a faint fluorescent light flashed on the surface of the mirror, and a hazy feeling emerged spontaneously.

However, the scene he was expecting did not appear. Instead, the temperature in the abandoned classroom suddenly dropped.

Then, the surface of the mirror was visibly covered with a layer of frost, and the entire mirror was frozen.

This sudden change also caught people a little off guard.

"Did I break it?"

…

"No! It's not broken, it's just frozen."

An old voice sounded in the abandoned classroom.

"Good day, Mr. Principal!" After seeing the figure clearly, Ino greeted him proactively.

"Don't be so formal, maybe we shouldn't be like this between us." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Okay, as you wish!" Eno shrugged, agreeing with Dumbledore's proposal.

Times have changed, and now he doesn't care much about the so-called plot, so there is no need to deliberately keep a distance.

The most fundamental reason for all this is Dumbledore's character. After all, the principal is not a bad person, there is no doubt about this.

Thinking of this, Ino asked half-jokingly:

"So, can it still be restored? I mean, I didn't actively want to destroy or freeze it. And even if it is really broken, don't expect me to compensate, I have no money!"

"Hahahaha, don't worry, no need to pay! Just a repair spell can solve the problem perfectly."

Seeing the change in Ino's attitude, Dumbledore smiled happily at this moment, like a child who got his favorite Christmas gift.

Then, Dumbledore gently waved his wand and cast a silent repair spell. Under the effect of magic, the Erised Mirror beside him seemed to have gone back in time and returned to its original appearance.

"Although it is meaningless to indulge in illusory dreams and forget real life. But someone can always surprise you. Ino, are you interested in listening to my story?"

Looking at the tables, chairs and benches that suddenly appeared, as well as a large number of candies, this is exactly the same as the astronomy tower in the past.

However, facing the invitation again, Ino no longer has the resistance and affectation of the past, and decisively pulls a chair to the side and sits down.

"Okay, professor! Although most of the time I tell stories to others, few people know that what I really like is listening to stories."

Hearing this, Dumbledore also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, people always define others unilaterally, thinking what others should like or hate, but they rarely take the initiative to ask the opinions of the parties involved."

"I still prefer listening to stories to discussing philosophy." After saying that, Ino picked up the cream toffee on the table and put it in his mouth, still with a familiar taste.

On the other side, Dumbledore also pulled out a chair and sat down and said:

"In my more than 100 years of life, I have met many people, including some people with divination and prophecy talents. Most of these people follow fate in a stereotyped way, but there are also some very special people who break this shackle."

"I still remember that sentence: Your subconscious and desires are controlling your life, but you call it fate, and willingly become a slave to this absurd fate."

When Dumbledore said this, his tone was full of nostalgia.

"Professor! It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. The difference is that the fortune teller can see it clearly and make a choice."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, Ino decisively refuted.

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