Chapter 195 New Discoveries in the Library

The Halloween dinner of the third year ended in a cheerful atmosphere.

There were no Dementors, no ominous big black dogs, and no scratched portraits. Everything was so orderly.

Although the dinner lasted until midnight, Ino returned to the dormitory at 11 o'clock.

When he opened the door, he saw Draco sitting on the chair with a tangled face.

"Are you really in love with that rabbit... and that Granger? Oh my God! Pansy will kill her."

Hearing this irrelevant words, Ino walked towards the bed speechlessly.

"Don't ignore me! I'm serious, you don't know how terrible witches are when they go crazy!"

As if thinking of some horrible picture, Draco's shoulders trembled slightly.

"How did you become like that Ron Weasley, so fond of gossiping."

Ino frowned slightly, and then thought that Draco didn't seem to be the kind of person who shot without purpose.

"Since you are so curious, I will tell you. First, I have never been in love with anyone. Even if I really wanted to be in love, it would be after the fifth grade. Whether it is Pansy or Hermione, I am not qualified to make decisions for them. Favor and love are two different things."

Taking off the outer robe, Ino half leaned on the head of the bed and explained to Draco clearly.

He knew very well that the good feelings and vague likes during school seemed to be just a common problem in adolescence. This kind of good feelings and likes, like a summer rainstorm, come and go quickly.

After graduating, each of them has a job and life. Even the unforgettable white moonlight has only become a memory during the afternoon nap, a kind of nostalgia and a yearning.

Seeing Draco suddenly silent, Ino no longer said anything. Many things really need time to carve.

...

At the same time.

In the Slytherin girls' dormitory, the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Daphne changed her usual laughter and sat on a chair beside her with an expressionless face.

"You just let her provoke you?"

"What do you want me to do? I said, this is Hogwarts!" Pansy raised her eyebrows and looked at the table with an unchanged expression. There was a beautiful weather crystal ball on it.

"During the holidays, we can..."

"Stop!" Pansy scolded decisively: "Anything is fine, but this is not! This is going to a dead end. Ino is not stupid, Draco has almost told him now."

"If something really happens, whether it's me or not, I can't escape the first suspicion!"

"Lack of ability, but repeatedly causing trouble..." Daphne gritted her teeth and said with an unhappy face.

"Lack of ability?" Pansy suddenly smiled, and there was a little more unclear meaning in her smile: "The Malfoy family has never had anyone with poor ability. They can only be evaluated by luck, not ability."

Pansy knew very well that if they really had to line up in Slytherin, or even the entire Hogwarts, Draco would undoubtedly be the one with the best relationship with Ino.

"Then let it go?" Daphne said with some reluctance.

This time, Pansy didn't answer directly, but looked at Daphne with a strange look.

"What are you doing!" Daphne felt a little uncomfortable with this look, as if her secret had been exposed.

"Nothing." Pansy shook her head gently, and naturally turned her eyes to the Daily Prophet thrown on the floor.

The headline on the front page was that the Nimbus Company launched the latest broom, the Firebolt, with smooth lines and powerful parameters. Even if she didn't play Quidditch much, she was still attracted by this broom.

But whether it was attraction or liking, there were very few people who could really buy the Firebolt.

For some things, she didn't care about having one more competitor.

After all, there were many people waiting outside the window of the Quidditch boutique, but only those who bought it could ride on the broom.

...

The years passed slowly.

Always slowly.

On the third day after the Halloween dinner.

After the only spell class in the morning, Ino turned to the library.

He now has a feeling that he has become a veritable scanner. He reads many books without thinking, not seeking understanding but accumulation.

After reading, he wears the crown once a month to organize and comprehend the knowledge through the magic version of intelligent AI.

The power of the Ravenclaw crown seems a bit unexpected. The rumor that wearing it will bring wisdom is actually not an exaggeration.

However, what he cares more about is the person who created the crown, Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw.

What kind of extraordinary wisdom can create such a powerful alchemical item. Just like reading and studying, you can fully understand it yourself, which is a kind of intelligence.

However, while you understand it yourself, you can also make others understand it. This is out of the scope of intelligence and has become a kind of ability.

While his thoughts were flying, Ino also shook his head, forcing his attention back to the present.

On the table in the reading area of ​​the library, there was a half-inch thick book-"The Framework of Alchemy"

This book was hung from the air by Lina using spider silk like a wire. He thought it was still a basic application book.

But after turning the pages, he discovered the difference.

This book was modified, and the cover and title were added later.

Unlike the ordinary cover, the pages inside looked even older. If it weren't for the protection of magic, Ino had no doubt that it would fall into pieces just by turning the pages.

Similarly, the contents inside also surprised him.

Only half an inch thick, there are more than a dozen notes in different fonts, some messy, some neat. There are both supplements and corrections to the predecessors, and arrogance and condescending to the younger generations.

This seems to be a book of inheritance, and the annotations inside are the most favorable evidence.

Ino is very interested in these annotations, because they read like time capsules, such as the one in front of him:

"Younger generations, don't believe everything my grandfather wrote. His brain was kissed by a five-legged monster, so he wrote these bullshit opinions."

The romance of traveling through time and talking to younger generations across the air seems to be a unique feeling of those families with a long heritage.

Just like the fun of reading the comment section, Ino chuckled and turned to the next page.

Soon, the smile on his face disappeared.

Because one of them wrote his name in the annotation, Finia Gaunt.

For this family that runs through the whole story, Ino should not be too clear.

The Gaunt family is a typical descendant of Slytherin, and also the family of Voldemort's mother.

And such a family that exudes legends and mystery from top to bottom, their inherited notes are simply included in the Hogwarts library.

At this moment, Ino couldn't help but sigh that it was a very wise move to let Lina move freely in the restricted area.

The rewards came so quickly.

The third Xiao Di party was released in about half an hour, and now there is still some finishing and research.