Chapter 213 Return and Harvest
After a brief trance.
Looking at the familiar surroundings, Ino couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Poseidon's sense of oppression is really too strong.
There seems to be only one person, but he seems to be facing the anger of the entire ocean. The endless sea and countless creatures seem to have become the incarnation of Poseidon's will.
"It's finally over..."
Relieved to be in the shelter of ice and snow, Ino threw the linen-wrapped suitcase aside.
No matter what, the past is the past after all.
However, just as he was about to change clothes and leave, the shelter shook slightly, causing him to narrow his eyes.
Don’t be too familiar with this change. There were new paths to open up before, and this was also the case.
But this time, he made up his mind that no matter what the changes, he would never get involved in Greek mythology again.
…
In the shelter.
After a brief shock, the thick fog surrounding it began to roll incessantly.
Soon, the mist gradually became much thinner.
As time passed, through the thin mist, Ino saw a familiar scene.
Valleys full of flowers, tall and straight olive trees, white marble buildings...
This is simply a replica of the Imitos Mountains and that quiet valley.
As the mist completely dissipated.
Stepping on the soft ground again, Ino had a completely different feeling.
This feeling is really amazing.
It's like renting a house for a long time, and suddenly one day you find that your name is written on the house deed.
The house is still the same house, but after the change of identity, everything in the room seems to have become more pleasing to the eye.
Ino was the same at the moment. Walking in the valley where flowers and plants were blooming made him very satisfied with everything around him.
"Now I can really be self-sufficient..."
Although the valley in front of us doesn't seem very big, the radius is estimated to be three to four hundred meters, which translates into at least hundreds of acres of land.
Unlike the seamless extension of the suitcase, as a fundamental shelter, he does not intend to change the environment here, allowing the valley to remain green.
At most, planting some magic plants can increase some income in disguise.
After all, Neville's magic garden has been something he has envied for a long time. Although he has never seen it with his own eyes, when he thinks of a garden full of rice bubbles and bubble pods, he must be very beautiful.
…
While Ino was happily looking at his own valley, the old Black house in London also ushered in its rebirth.
12 Place Morigue.
The walls that were once covered with mottled awns, the carpets with foxes hidden in them, and the gloomy corridors have long since disappeared, along with the portraits and badges representing the old era.
Now, it is replaced by brand new furniture and all kinds of bright magic lights.
Sirius sat quietly in the living room of the old house, everything now made him very satisfied.
He also got to spend the first Christmas with Harry as he wished.
"Kreacher! Prepare dinner."
After looking at the alarm clock on the wall, Sirius ordered to the empty room.
There was a soft sound, and a short figure suddenly appeared in the room.
This is a very old house elf, and a bunch of white hair has grown out of its iconic big bat-like ears.
"Yes! Master." Kreacher bowed deeply, but there was no trace of respect in his big, gray, bloodshot eyes.
After the salute, it did not go to work immediately like other elves. Instead, it began to talk to itself in a very light but just enough voice to be heard.
"The ungrateful prodigal young master, he ordered old Kreacher again, but old Kreacher couldn't help it... broke his mother's heart, and he lost the glory of the Black family..."
"My mother has no heart, she only has the so-called glory." Facing Mingming's ridicule, Sirius retorted decisively.
"Oh! Look, the prodigal young master is angry. He is not even worthy of carrying the mistress's shoes..."
However, before Kreacher could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Sirius:
"Just do what you are told, and you are not allowed to show up without permission in the future, let alone talk to yourself in front of me. Now! I order you to disappear immediately!"
As Sirius mentioned the word "order", Kreacher said nothing.
After bowing deeply, he snapped his fingers and disappeared from the room.
…
Half an hour later.
The spacious dining room of Blake's old house looked extremely bright under the illumination of magic lights.
Harry looked at the delicious food on the table and did not pick up the tableware immediately. Instead, he looked at Sirius hesitantly.
Similarly, Sirius had been paying attention to Harry, and after noticing the change in his expression, he immediately said:
"Is there anything you need? Just say it, I will do it if I can."
"I want to go out to the Burrow tomorrow. Ron invited me to stay for a few days..." Harry stuttered out his thoughts.
During the Christmas holidays, Harry felt the long-lost freedom and joy while staying at the old Black mansion.
But after receiving Ron's letter, he still wanted to go to the Burrow for two days.
"What's the point! The floo network in the house has long been opened, or I can send you on a flying motorcycle."
After listening to Harry's request, Sirius nodded without thinking.
"You don't need a flying motorcycle, just a fireplace." Harry decisively declined Sirius's offer.
Now when he heard about flying motorcycles, he immediately thought of the Whomping Willow last year.
The scene of branches whipping in the sky also emerged in his mind, which made Harry shudder.
...
Hogsmeade Village.
After changing clothes in the valley, Ino also left the shelter and returned to the small building in Hogsmeade.
In the room on the second floor, a written letter was spread on the desk.
"Fed! Send this letter to the library! Give it to Lina." Ino called softly.
This letter was written to Lina. If you count carefully, the other party has been stationed in the Hogwarts Library for nearly two months, and I think he has figured out the way to the restricted book area.
Therefore, the content of the letter is also to ask Lina to help find books about Fiendfyre.
After a conversation with Prometheus, he was really interested in this kind of flame that can devour and grow.
After all, the properties of Fiendfyre are really magical, not only because it can burn all objects regardless of enemy or friend, but more importantly, these flames can always mimic the images of some magical animals.
This familiar pattern can't help but make people think about it.
After sending the letter, Ino also leaned back quietly in his chair. This trip to Greece made him think of many questions.
Not only the fire, but also the valley where the shelter appeared.
So far, he has only a vague understanding of this miracle of his own.
Especially the sudden appearance of the valley this time, not only broke the previous cognition, but more importantly, he saw another possibility.
In the story of the Grimm brothers, the tower in the forest and the twelve coffins, if they can be brought back like the valley...
Perhaps the two magic books of resurrection and time don't have to be put aside anymore.
