Chapter 398 Seeds Again
Probably, dreams will never affect the change of day and night.
But it will affect the rhythm of life.
When you wake up in the morning, the castle is filled with a happy and warm atmosphere throughout the day.
Even Filch, the mean castle administrator, did not stare at the students.
Today, when Filch saw students casting spells in the corridor, he would take the initiative to join in and listen.
He even explained it in a serious way when he saw that the first-year students couldn't cast the floating spell.
Something magical happened. With Filch's theoretical support and detailed action guidance, the little wizard actually released the floating spell on the spot.
After seeing the success, Filch also showed a happy smile, as if everything should be like this.
And the magical thing did not end. As classes started at nine o'clock in the morning, everyone also noticed the changes in the professors.
Professor Snape, who had not washed his hair all year round, washed his hair for the first time and even put on a new robe.
Although the color of the robe is still the original dark black color, no matter the fabric or texture, it can be seen at a glance that it is expensive.
Other professors have also changed. For example, Professor McGonagall still has a serious face all day long, but the shallow curvature of the corners of her mouth seems to be silently telling her mood.
Everything seems wonderful.
…
Half past nine in the morning.
Ino slowly opened her sleepy eyes.
In fact, the courses at Hogwarts have become much smaller since the sixth grade. Even for many required courses, if you don't have the confidence to pass the final exam, you can choose to give up.
Even Professor McGonagall, who was always strict, turned a blind eye to this.
Approximately, this is the tradition of the castle.
After all, when faced with subjects that he can't learn, it's better to let him save his time and use it on subjects that he has talents for. It also prevents you from passing the N.E.W.T. due to some strange combination of circumstances.
Because of this, Ino also enjoyed the happy education in England.
After getting off the bed, a letter on the table caught his attention.
The Slytherin dormitory, which is underground, does not have its own tower like Ravenclaw. Therefore, many times, breakfast in the auditorium is the time to receive letters and parcels.
Suddenly there was a letter in the dormitory. There were only two possibilities, either it was left by Draco, or the dormitory was invaded.
Ino preferred the latter, because the only person in the castle who could invade Slytherin's dormitory silently was the Phoenix. Moreover, due to the special nature of last night, the communication with Dumbledore was only superficial.
After washing up briefly, Ino opened the letter.
The content is not long, just an appointment to meet.
Regarding this invitation, he knew the reason without even thinking about it. You must know that in yesterday's dream, Dumbledore was the only one who acted very sanely.
This rationality is not a manifestation of ruthlessness, but more of a long-term thinking.
Ino smiled and put down the letter. This letter was enough to prove that the old principal thought far ahead.
As the weaver of dreams, he would not refuse if he could.
…
After a short delay, Ino changed her clothes and walked out of the dormitory.
At ten o'clock in the morning, there were not many people in the Slytherin common room. There were a few students scattered around. Although there were few people, everyone was filled with a fulfilling and happy atmosphere.
And this atmosphere permeated the entire castle after walking out of the common room.
Every brick, every portrait, every piece of armor...
Perhaps he was the instigator of the whole thing, or perhaps his name was written into the principal's album with the approval pen.
For the first time, Ino truly felt the emotions of the castle.
"No one knows all the secrets of Hogwarts..."
In the corridor, he thought of what Dumbledore had said in the original story.
This is not an exaggeration, it is probably true.
This is not to say that the castle has endless secrets, but that it is a castle with ‘emotions’ that may never be fully understood.
As faint thoughts surged in her heart, Ino had already stepped onto the moving stairs.
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The principal's office on the eighth floor.
In the morning of early autumn, the bright sunshine shines in, which not only dispels the fatigue after waking up, but also brings warmth and vitality to the room.
"Professor! I can't answer your questions now. There are many things that I don't even understand..."
Ino said calmly, but there was always a hint of helplessness in his expression.
Half an hour ago, he arrived at the principal's office and, as expected, received a request from Dumbledore - whether he could resurrect Ariana.
To be honest, if I had placed this request before today, I would have had an answer without even thinking about it.
He is not Teacher Hans. Compared with his almost unlimited magical stories, his abilities in this small valley of only 70,000 square kilometers are really limited.
There were no golden apple trees in the valley, nor the three leaves of the snake... only a red wind mill.
at the same time.
After Eno expressed his attitude, Dumbledore didn't seem too disappointed.
"I am eager! After waiting for almost a century, I still seem impatient. However, there is something I can give you in advance. I hope it will be of some help to you."
Dumbledore sighed softly, then stood up and walked to the cabinet beside him.
Ino turned his head in surprise. To be honest, in the whole castle, what made him most curious was this dark beech cabinet.
It seems that all the good things of the headmaster are collected here, candies, snacks, Horcruxes, Pensieves... It's like a large storage box for a child, as long as he cares about something, he puts everything in it.
...
After a short delay.
This time, Dumbledore took out a small square box from the cabinet, and one side of the box was not only printed with the pattern of Honeydukes, but also a line of small words below: Customized version of Blowing Treasure Super Bubble Gum.
Seeing Dumbledore's cautious appearance, Ino couldn't help but curl his lips. He thought it was something interesting, but it turned out to be a box of candy.
Soon, as the box was opened, the expression on his face changed from boredom to shock.
In the two-inch box, there was a bright red gem.
The gem was not big, and it was only the size of a pea, but the overall shape was like an unprocessed raw stone, an irregular polyhedron.
Crystal clear, dazzling as blood.
Although it was carelessly placed in the bubble gum box, Ino had already made a guess at a glance.
"That's right! This is the Philosopher's Stone that Nico entrusted to me. As an alchemy enthusiast when I was young, I really couldn't bear to see it destroyed..."
Dumbledore reached out and pushed the box forward.
On the side, when Ino saw the Philosopher's Stone in the box, he had a strange idea.
As mentioned before, Hans' story has infinite miracles, but his valley also has a unique miracle, that is, planting things.
Whether it is the magic beans of Grimm's brothers or the stones of Rohan, everything in the valley is planted.
At this moment, he really wanted to bury the Philosopher's Stone in the valley to see what he could grow.
After all, a pea-sized gem looks like a seed no matter how you look at it, and it would be a pity if it is not buried in the soil.
I wish you all a happy day! It is also early autumn now, with a gentle breeze. Don't forget to take a walk in the cool evening~
