The Bard at Hogwarts

"Kill?"

Thrandui showed a rare smile on his face, as if he had heard some funny jokes.

"I think... well, you should not have seen the dragon, right?"

Hearing this, Ino also realized that he had thought things too simply.

"Yes, Your Majesty! I have never seen Smaug."

At this moment, Thranduil used a very strange tone:

"The King under the Mountain, the Arkenstone that symbolizes power! Superb forging skills, sharp weapons, various mechanical chariots, the strength of the Lonely Mountain Dwarves at that time was rarely matched in the entire Middle-earth world."

Speaking of this, Thranduil laughed out loud:

"What was the result? The dragon only took a few days, and the entire 100,000 powerful Durin Dwarves fell apart in an instant. Are you still telling me to kill the dragon now?"

"The endless treasures of the Lonely Mountain make all the forces in Middle-earth jealous, but why didn't anyone take action?"

Hearing this, Ino confirmed again that he had thought things too simply.

From the beginning to the end, he has been comparing it with the dragons in the magic world, but now it seems that the two are not at the same level at all.

"Okay, I am self-righteous! But this is also my speculation. After all, Gandalf didn't tell me much before he left."

Ino told the truth about what happened. Anyway, it was not a secret worth hiding.

"Mithrandir?" Thranduil also showed a thoughtful look after hearing the name Gandalf.

"If it is him, maybe you will succeed. After all, he has always been a good ear for thousands of years."

Perhaps thinking of other things, Thranduil slowly stood up from the throne.

"Finally, I will give you a piece of advice, young human wizard. Many things in Middle-earth cannot be judged only by the surface."

"You can stay here tonight. Tomorrow evening, I will relax the guards. You may be able to take those dwarves out of the sewer at the estuary."

"Thank you for your generosity!" Ino said with a slight bow.

At this moment, he no longer had any pride in his mind. Especially the sense of accomplishment of killing giant spiders in the dense forest was completely shattered.

Middle-earth is always more complicated than he imagined.

…

Underground palace.

Ino was taken into a room similar to a guest room by another woodland elf.

Although it was underground, the whole room was filled with a faint natural fragrance, which was a mixture of floral, grass and wood fragrance, making people feel as if they were in the forest.

In the center of the room, there was a bed woven from slender vines, covered with soft green leaves and petals.

In a corner of the room, there was even a small fountain, the spring water slowly flowed down from a crystal-like stone and fell into the pool below, making a pleasant sound.

Sitting on the bed woven with vines, Ino no longer wanted to think about the future at this moment, let the story follow the trajectory of fate.

Unlike the previous conversation with Gandalf, Thranduil was giving him a good lesson today.

What escape from the dungeon, what hunting Smaug, everything is developing according to other people's scripts.

Middle-earth will always be a world, not a village or a town.

But now the only thing that puzzled him was what role he, an outsider, was playing.

Thinking of this, Ino took a deep breath and slowly took out the dice for divination from the lining. He wanted to try another possibility.

He silently recited what he wanted to explore in his heart, and then threw the dice into the air.

The dice drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground with a "click".

"...1..."

Looking at this absolute number that had never appeared before, although there was ice and snow magic, he had even adapted to the cold.

But at this moment, Ino still felt cold all over, the kind of cold from the heart.

Time passed slowly.

In the silent room, at this moment, only the small fountain in the corner made a dripping sound.

I don't know how long it has been, Ino has been keeping a posture motionless, as if he was immersed in some kind of immersive thinking.

For a long time.

He slowly picked up the dice on the ground and threw it again.

After dozens of seconds,

"Huh... sleep, sleep! I really don't dare to be nosy!" Ino put away the dice and sighed as if he had survived a disaster.

Then he lay lazily on the rattan bed as if he had been cursed by bone removal.

...

Different from the silence of the guest room.

At this moment, the dwarves in the dungeon started a heated discussion one by one.

Some people hope to exchange part of the treasure of Lonely Mountain for the help of the elves.

But as soon as this was said, it caused an uproar among the dwarves. They quickly split into two factions and began to argue. The two sides who agreed and opposed each other insisted on their own opinions.

As the spiritual leader of the dwarves, Thorin looked at the wall of the dungeon expressionlessly at this moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that the quarrel was getting more and more intense, Balin, the oldest dwarf besides Thorin, had to stand up.

"We still have time. There is still a whole week before the agreed time. I don't know why you are arguing. What we have to do now is to get out of trouble, not to argue about wealth."

Although Balin has a high prestige, the dwarves trapped in the dungeon seem to be particularly irritable. Someone immediately retorted:

"We are trying to use wealth to get out of trouble now, and the human wizard is not here, and the hobbit has disappeared. If we continue to hesitate, they will get there first."

A new round of quarrels began again.

...

On the other side of the underground palace.

After resting on the rattan bed for a few hours, Ino slowly sat up.

The Elf King said that the guards would be reduced tomorrow evening. Although he didn't know why he had to wait for another day, he didn't dare to ask more questions because he was insignificant.

After all, the absolute number that appeared on the dice for the first time has made him understand that in Middle-earth... it's better to be good!

So, taking advantage of this time, he also planned to take a good look at the Woodland Kingdom, this legendary place, and maybe he won't have the chance to come again in the future.

Thinking of this, Ino opened the suitcase beside him and took out the long-lost accordion. This time he didn't even drink the polyjuice potion in his pocket.

He changed into a custom-made robe with elegant clothing, and just pushed the door open and walked out of the room in his original appearance.

Just like this all the way.

Ino also nodded and smiled at all the elves he met, without any hesitation or restraint.

As he strolled casually, the accordion floated behind him, slowly playing beautiful music.

Unconsciously, he had walked out of the underground palace and came to an open space in the forest that was similar to a square.

At this time, many woodland elves had gathered in the wide open space in the forest.

They sang lively songs in the forest with graceful voices.

Unlike the elves in the valley and the golden forest, who like to sing heroic epics and legendary stories, the elves in the woods prefer to praise the stars and the forest.

No rash interruptions.

Ino stood quietly at the edge of the woods, listening quietly.

"Why don't you go over? I just followed you all the way, and the music played by your accordion is also very beautiful."

Ino turned around and spoke to a girl who was about the same height as him.

Of course, he did not despise the other party because of her height. After all, in terms of age, this "underage" elf in front of him might be able to compete with Nico who has the Philosopher's Stone.

Although he thought about it, he still replied immediately:

"It's good to stand here and appreciate it. There's no need to be there in person. After all, if you hold your hands tightly, you have nothing, but if I open my hands, I have everything."

As he spoke, Ino stretched out his palm and spread his slender fingers in the air.

"Hahaha, you are so interesting." The girl laughed happily.

"My name is Doris, welcome to the Woodland Kingdom."

"You can call me Ino! Although I can do magic with two hands, I am a real bard."

After hearing the answer, Doris also said seriously:

"Then Ino, please start your performance! If it sounds good, Doris will also pay you. I have hidden a lot of fun things."

Looking at the pretty girl in front of him, Ino didn't think much, and waved his wand directly, and the accordion slowly played a new movement again.

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