The Bard at Hogwarts

Three brooms, in the guest room.

The messy table was covered with waste parchments.

The reason why it was called waste was that many of the spread parchments only had one sentence written on them, but the remaining large blank space was filled with various graffiti cartoon illustrations.

In sharp contrast to the table was the tidy room, as if it was often cleaned with household magic. Both the floor and the bed were too tidy.

The only surprise was that there were basically no personal items in the room except for the messy desk.

Similarly... there was no one in the room.

…

A path paved with blue bricks.

Three or four feet wide and more than a hundred feet long, the entire path was like the extremely cold South Pole.

Whether it was the blue bricks on the ground or the curbs on both sides, they were not only piled with snow at this moment, but also stood many mini ice sculptures more than ten centimeters high.

And these ice sculptures were in various shapes, including knights, unicorns, dragons, anacondas, and even exquisite whomping willows.

At the end of the path, Ino sat on the soft snow, still busy with his head down.

Not far in front of him was a larger Whomping Willow, estimated to be about two or three meters high, with a diameter as thick as a bucket, and the whole tree was crystal clear.

Although this Whomping Willow was no different from the previous miniature versions, if you look closely, you can find that the one in front of you has a little more vitality and vitality.

If you only look at the posture and ignore the color, this Whomping Willow is no different from the one planted outside Hogwarts Castle except that it is smaller.

A moment later.

A vivid ice sculpture rabbit appeared, and then ran towards the Whomping Willow in the distance.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The rabbit shattered into ice chips on the ground the moment it approached the Whomping Willow.

The Whomping Willow next to it gently shook its branches as if nothing had happened.

"Beautiful..."

Ino looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Even the distress of not being able to write a Transfiguration paper in the past few days has temporarily dissipated.

Speaking of Transfiguration papers, after seeing the recent award-winning articles, he also found that Professor McGonagall's expectations were a bit too high.

Not to mention the superb professional knowledge of those award-winning authors and the accumulation of Transfiguration by analogy, the basic application of Transfiguration alone is beyond his reach now.

After writing papers for several days, he didn't say a few serious words, but his cartoon illustration skills became more and more sophisticated.

As a last resort, Ino could only temporarily give up the unattainable Best Newcomer Award.

He spent a lot of time and energy to consolidate the foundation of Transfiguration. Although he did not meet the standards of the winners, the harvest was gratifying.

And the Whomping Willow in front of him is his achievement.

Although the ice arrows could change their shapes before, and even made beautiful lilies, dead things are dead things after all.

After this period of accumulation, he also used ice arrows as a medium and combined Transfiguration to develop a new magic.

Although Transfiguration can also transform living things, as long as the transformed living things are destroyed, they will return to their original appearance in an instant.

However, ice is different.

In a blizzard, even if the deformed living creatures are destroyed, they will still absorb the nearby ice and snow, and then restore themselves, achieving a sense of immortality to a certain extent.

Imagine that there is ice and snow floating in the sky, and the dark wizard is in a forest of whomping willows. Under the swing of countless vines, let alone the armor spell, even if there is a dragon, it will be tied up here honestly.

Of course, this requires a prerequisite, that is, weather and environment.

If there is not enough ice and snow around, the ice sculpture that has no time to recover will not last long under the spray of dragon flames.

A few minutes later.

Ino slowly stood up and then waved the elderberry wand.

The whomping willow, which is more than two meters high and has lush branches, instantly turned into an Amazon anaconda that is nearly twenty feet long and as thick as a bowl.

The ice-blue trunk was lying on the ground and winding. The cold and empty eyes, although not making any attacking behavior, still made the giant python in front of him look very scary.

And the reason why he could transform such a large living creature was not due to the superb Transfiguration. The real reason was the ice and snow everywhere on the path, and the natural affinity and control of ice and snow.

A very simple example, it might be easy for a little wizard to turn an apple into a pear, but it might only be Professor McGonagall who could turn a match into a cabinet.

After all, deformation of the same volume is the easiest.

Ino looked at the anaconda at his feet and found that the snake was still slowly growing in size as it walked through the snow-covered path. Although it was not very obvious, it did grow a lot.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Ino disappeared from the spot, leaving the anaconda alone winding on the snow-covered blue brick path.

...

Hogsmeade, at the door of the three brooms.

Pansy walked into the door with a large stack of old parchment scrolls in her arms.

The purpose of her visit this time was to fulfill the promise she made on the train. She had already made her request to her parents after dinner yesterday.

She thought it would take a lot of effort, but who knew that after her father looked at Ino's final report card and learned about the entire school year's past experience, he directly agreed to sell the Parkinson family's property in Hogsmeade.

He even gave a very generous discount price.

After communicating with Malfoy to confirm the situation, Pansy went to the Three Broomsticks without stopping. Under the guidance of the boss, Ms. Rosmerta, she came to the room on the corner of the third floor.

Pansy was a little reserved outside the room. After all, in the traditional concept of England, a lady's modesty does not allow her to go to the men's room alone.

But at this moment, she couldn't care much, because her father's instructions after dinner came to her mind again:

'Since you have made a decision, do it as soon as possible! Delaying will only make others do what you want to do for you. Never underestimate the wisdom of others. What you can find, others can also find. Draco does better than you in this regard. '

"Knock! Knock!"

Pansy knocked on the door.

On the other side.

When Ino was observing the changes in the anaconda, he felt the knock on the door outside the room. Without any hesitation, he disappeared into the blue brick path with a thought.

He was more and more satisfied with this simple shelter.

Although the time ratio is normal flow rate, unlike in the story, no matter how long it has passed, it is only a moment outside the story.

But this kind of movement at will and the perception of the surrounding environment have made up for all the shortcomings. Or any shortcomings are insignificant under the blessing of these two.

After all, absolute safety is more important than anything else. He even thought that if there were enough supplies, he could live here forever.

But thinking about it, after hearing the knock on the door, Ino opened the door as soon as possible.

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