Chapter 10 The Volume of Death
The next morning.
Amidst the noise of jingling bells, Ino opened his eyes helplessly. After looking around, he finally found the source of the sound.
I saw Old John sitting alone outside the house, knocking something constantly. The rhythmic noise just now came from the other party's hands.
"Are you awake? Then get up. Don't be like those lazy drunkards and sleep until noon." Old John shouted outside the house.
Ino carefully discovered that the other party seemed to have an inexplicable aversion to laziness, so that there was a little bit of complaint in his voice.
Although he was a little confused, he didn't delay his actions at all. He got up from the bed, took out a towel and toothbrush from his bag, and started to wash himself briefly.
…
"Old John, is there anyone repairing shoes so early in the morning?"
Ino squatted aside and looked at the busy old John with some curiosity.
When he saw the tools on the ground, he had already determined Old John's occupation - a shoe repairman.
"Life has become affluent, and now few people choose to repair shoes." Old John said without raising his head.
For a while.
After Old John finally finished the work at hand, he sighed and said:
"Although no one repairs shoes now, there is nothing wrong with me hammering in more nails. Who knows if it will be used in the future. That way at least no one will be barefoot in the winter."
Hearing this, Ino nodded empathetically and sighed: "There are always too many people who turn a blind eye to the suffering happening around them. What's ridiculous is that they fantasize about being a hero and saving people far away."
This is not pandering, but he has seen too much suffering along the way in the past two years.
As I said before, when the story of a place ends, everything will return to ordinary and ordinary.
As for suffering, we often choose these places to attack, because ordinary things will never create miracles...
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After hearing Eno's sigh, Old John rarely chose to remain silent.
After a while, he raised his head again and looked toward the sky with burning eyes.
"Eno, you're right! It's like a huge joke to dream about being a hero, but then find out later that you can't even save the people around you."
At this moment, Old John uncharacteristically called Ino by his name instead of 'little guy'.
This time Ino didn't say anything. He had already guessed that the story of this small town might have happened to Old John. Even if the other party was not the protagonist, he would have a great relationship with the protagonist.
But when he saw Old John's somewhat sad look, he also knew that now was not a good time to think about this issue.
"Ahem, Old John! My teacher once told me something, and now I'll give it to you."
Clearing his throat, after Old John came to his senses, he slowly spoke: "He said: Life is like a small ripple, slowly spreading out... Therefore, the normal state of life is still the same. Such a pity.”
After a slight pause, Ino continued:
"Old John, what I actually want to say is that all life has light. It is like a burning match, weak, warm and bright. Before the match goes out, it can illuminate other people, even if it is just It’s a moment, then it shouldn’t be called a regret.”
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. A long time passed, and it seemed like a moment.
"On the contrary, I was lectured by you little guy, really!" Old John said half-jokingly.
Although he was called little one again, Ino was not annoyed at all. He could clearly feel the sadness on the other person's body, which was fading away.
A few minutes later.
Old John organized his tools.
"Okay, I'm going to work! Fortunately, we will have a nice dinner today. If you get bored, you can go for a walk on the hill behind the town. There is no danger. In the spring, many children here will go there to pick mushrooms. ”
"Okay, I get it!"
Ino nodded, got up and walked to the room to get his backpack.
In fact, if he had heard this useful information when he first arrived, he would have been happy for a long time.
But now... the stage has closed, do you still have expired tickets for collection?
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On the hill behind the town.
"The flames are blazing!" "The Alajo Cave is open!" "Restored as before!"
Ino specially selected a hidden place, and after making sure that it would not be easily discovered, he began to practice magic according to the "Elementary Standard Spells".
As mentioned before, first-year wizards at Hogwarts only need to master 7 magics.
However, in his opinion, these seven magics are more like the prefixes of many profound spells. It's like 26 letters. If you master them skillfully, you can combine them into words and spell out elegant poetry.
A very simple example, in the original book, during the final exam of the first-year Charms class, a pineapple danced across a desk.
And here, it involves the combined application of softening spell, floating spell, and locking spell.
Similarly, Ino also thought of Dumbledore's handsome "Vulcan Clears the Way", which may also be an advanced application of the fire-making spell.
After all, the essence of weak flames and raging flames is to summon flames.
After receiving the letter from the owl, he was thinking about the future. But no matter what, you can never take learning lightly.
"If you can't roll it to death, just roll it to death..."
With a sigh, Ino rubbed his sore wrist, then raised his wand to start a new round of practice.
Considering the future plot and for his own safety, he had to practice magic quietly while his peers were playing Quidditch and playing pranks.
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Time flies, and a few hours passed in a flash.
Extreme concentration will make people unconsciously enter a state of almost flow, in which they will not feel the passage of time at all.
Until the light around them became obviously dim.
"Hey, I didn't expect that one day I would experience a sleepless night..."
After Ino left the state of concentration, a strong sense of hunger swept over him. That feeling... It was like he wanted to pounce on everything he saw and take a bite and taste it.
At the moment, without any extra movements, he quickly took out the dry cheese he carried with him from the package and put it into his mouth randomly.
After eating two large pieces of cheese in a row, he temporarily suppressed the hunger in his stomach.
After a slight relief, Ino was amazed by the scene in front of him.
The sunset glows all over the sky, bright and dazzling.
The afterglow of the setting sun sets off the clouds on the horizon, making the whole sky look like it has been smudged with red oil paint, which is breathtakingly beautiful.
In the small town at the foot of the mountain, the various houses are lined up one after another, and at this moment, curling smoke is rising. The white smoke slowly floats into the sky. At first glance, it looks like the clouds in the sky are slowly pouring down on the world.
Sitting on the hillside, Ino felt that he had appreciated a peerless painting.
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