Chapter 367 The Golden Apple and the Resurrection of Hermione
The scenery on the seaside is beautiful, with endless golden beaches and soft sand shining with a unique luster in the sun.
The waves hit the shore, making rhythmic waves, like the sea whispering to this coastal city.
In the distance, the sea and sky are the same color.
The blue sky and blue water are intertwined. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether the sky reflects the ocean or the ocean hangs in the sky.
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Under the Kulang tree.
After hearing Ino's answer, middle-aged Hans frowned slightly, his melancholy expression becoming more obvious.
Miraculously, as he frowned, the sound of waves in the entire sea area weakened a lot, and the sea breeze was no longer so powerful.
"Isn't it good? If you want, you can stay here."
After a while, middle-aged Hans spoke.
"Hey!" Hearing this, Ino sighed softly.
"If you can say something like this when we meet for the first time, maybe I will really stay! But now... it's a bit late."
"Hahaha! Time is never important." Middle-aged Hans chuckled and took over the conversation. At the same time, he rang the wing-shaped harp in his hand again:
"As time goes by, decline only affects the skin; abandoning enthusiasm and decadence will affect the soul."
"Kid, it's okay! Everything will be fine."
With the familiar tone and familiar melody, Ino completely relaxed at this moment.
He took off his boots and stepped barefoot on the beach. He used his suitcase as a pillow and lay leisurely under the Kulang tree.
At the same time, the middle-aged Hans gently plucked the strings in his hand, and the distant sound of the piano sounded, and the waves also echoed.
In the sky, a flock of white seagulls flew in from nowhere, just in time, chirping across the blue sky.
Everything is always beautiful.
In this atmosphere, Ino gradually closed his eyes. The coldness in his face and expression that had been brought about by ice and snow magic quietly disappeared at this moment.
And the hair color that had faded before was once again shining with jet black luster.
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When the morning sun turns into the scorching sun, and the scorching sun turns into dusk, the day ends.
At dusk, the fishermen who went out to sea in the early morning gradually returned and told their relatives waiting for them at the dock about their experiences today.
There may be a bumper harvest or a poor harvest, but no matter what, the smiles on their faces never change.
They returned home safely.
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The noise coming from his ears made Ino slowly open his eyes.
"Are you awake? We will miss dinner if we continue to sleep!" Middle-aged Hans said with a smile.
"Sorry, teacher!" Ino held up his arms and slowly sat up.
At this moment, he also looked at the fishing boats returning from the dock like middle-aged Hans.
At dusk, the two of them quietly watched the busy fishermen in the distance.
A long while.
"Teacher, one of my friends unfortunately died..." Ino slowly spoke and revealed the purpose of his trip.
To be honest, although there are ice flowers that can be resurrected, he really doesn't know the specific steps, and the way to Middle-earth where Lina is is not open this time.
Chi Ze changed. In order to complete the resurrection as soon as possible, he found his former enlightenment teacher.
I also hope that the other party’s erudition can help him.
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On the other side, when middle-aged Hans heard about the unfortunate death, he still took over the conversation in a calm tone:
"It's really a pity! But since she's dead, let's resurrect her."
Having said this, middle-aged Hans turned his head slightly and no longer looked at the fishermen in the distance.
"I remember you were curious about the golden apple trees. As it happens, they will be ripe in a few days."
Probably an illusion, Ino always felt that a strange charm flashed through Mr. Hans after he said these words.
But just when he was about to mention Hyouka, he saw Teacher Hans slowly stand up.
"I'll buy us dinner! Dead fish will be cheap."
At dusk, middle-aged Hans took out a few copper coins from his pocket and walked leisurely towards the dock with bare feet.
As for the wing-shaped harp that never left his body, he left it in place.
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evening.
The sea breeze blew gently.
On the secluded beach, a bonfire was quietly lit.
Middle-aged Hans was concentrating on grilling the fish, while Ino was arranging the candies on the plate.
These candies were also gifts received during the Christmas period. Because of the Voldemort incident, he did not take them out to share immediately and kept them piled in the dormitory.
Before entering the story, I simply put them all into the suitcase.
After placing the last piece of pineapple preserves, Ino raised his head and said doubtfully:
"Teacher! Can golden apples resurrect people?"
"Of course!" middle-aged Hans said.
After a moment, he added: "In my knowledge, this is the best way to resurrect, bar none."
"You can stay here with peace of mind. In a few days, the swallow girl will bring the golden apple in her mouth."
To be honest, Ino didn't know what to do at this moment.
Such a precious thing was delivered to his door... He didn't know what to say at all now.
Perhaps seeing Ino's embarrassment, middle-aged Hans slowly spoke:
"Don't worry, golden apples are meant to save people! Other than that, no one can pick them away. However, Miss Yanzi is running errands, so she needs to repay her favor..."
Hearing this, Ino could only respond with silence.
From Teacher Hans, he has received enough favors. Just a divination dice has helped him to have enough food and clothing in difficult times.
But the only thing that puzzled him was that everything in the world had to have a reason...
Although it sounds ruthless to say this, in fact, there is really no good thing without a reason.
With this doubt in mind, Ino took the grilled fish from Teacher Hans.
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Time flies, time is like an arrow.
Life on the seaside is always pleasant, and the whole seven days seems to have passed by suddenly.
In the early morning of the seventh day, Ino watched the fishermen busily going out to sea.
At the same time, he turned around and picked up his accordion, preparing to go to the city with Teacher Hans to tell stories in exchange for income.
But today.
Even after all the fishing boats on the sea had drifted away, middle-aged Hans still sat unmoved under the Kulang tree.
"teacher……"
"Shh! Look over there..." Middle-aged Hans made a silencing gesture and pointed to the sky in the distance.
The blue sky, a touch of gold from far to near.
In an instant, a beautiful swift appeared in front of the two of them, and the swift's slender beak also held a golden apple that was almost as big as its body.
"Huh! I'm so exhausted." Yu Yan gently put down the apple in her mouth and magically spoke.
The clear voice is like that of a girl full of energy.
"Do you want the golden apple? Mr. Black Swan."
"Uh..." A black swan sentence made Ino stunned on the spot.
"What? Don't you want it? Then I'll take it!" Yuyan seemed to be impatient as well, fluttering her wings as if to leave.
"Don't go, I want it!" Seeing Teacher Hans pretending to be stupid, Ino replied decisively.
"Hehe! That's easy to handle, you have to do me a favor!" Yuyan suddenly smiled and said:
"The golden apple is for you, but you have to help me take care of a little duck... No! To be precise, she is also a swan like you, but now she is very pitiful..."
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The moment Ino took the golden apple.
In the distant Hogwarts auditorium, a farewell dinner is currently being held.
The Goblet of Fire has been extinguished, and Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will also leave early tomorrow morning.
Hermione was flying in the auditorium out of boredom. Ino once said it would be very fast! But she had been waiting for a whole week, during which she also learned about the ghost's suffering.
Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, she could only watch. Now she really wanted to drink a large glass of honey lemonade, which tasted sour and sweet...
Thinking about it...
Suddenly, Hermione noticed that the Great Hall had become quiet.
Looking around, he found that everyone in the auditorium, including the professors at the guest chair, were looking at him.
Hermione slowly raised her hand, and at some point, her palm was no longer the dead pearly white, replaced by a golden glow.
Not only her arms, but her entire body was glowing with golden light.
This light is dazzling, brilliant, but full of gentleness.
Gradually, Hermione felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and the same lost senses were returning. She smelled the moistness of the sea breeze and the sweetness of the cakes in the auditorium...
Under the gaze of everyone in the castle, Hermione's body flew higher and higher, like a golden meteor, flying alone into the vast night sky.
Xiaodi shared today: Blood Pacrt
Definition: Blood pact is a more complex and deep magical connection. It is not just a simple oath, but a magical bond based on blood and emotion. It emphasizes "not attacking the other party", that is, the two parties cannot harm each other.
Features:
The consequences of breaking the blood pact are not explicitly stated, but it is generally believed to prevent direct harm between the two parties.
The blood alliance has a token, which can be destroyed, but may suffer physical or mental damage during the destruction process.
Blood pacts pay more attention to the mutual restraint of emotions and spirits, and can usually only be concluded by two people with a close relationship.
