Diagon Alley during the summer holidays is always bustling with activity, and sometimes this liveliness continues late into the night.
Today, however, is an exception.
As night falls, Diagon Alley seems to be shrouded by the gown of Nyx, the goddess of night. The entire street is not only dark but also chilly, and there are hardly any people in sight.
Even if one or two peo...
Time is fair; it doesn't favor anyone nor does it stop for anyone.
Similarly, time is also fickle, changing the world silently with every passing minute and second.
While the Weasley family was vacationing in Egypt, the British Ministry of Magic was under dark clouds.
More precisely, the Minister's office was under dark clouds.
Fudge sat in a dragon-hide upholstered ...
In the year 930 of the Arad Calendar, during autumn, a prose novel titled "The Departed Warriors" emerged from Hendon Myre and spread across the continent through the hands of countless adventurers.
From the serene Forest of Grand Flores to the bustling Sky City on the West Coast, the eternally frozen Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain, the chaotic Namenlos, and even the dark city of the Da...
Looking at the gold coins in front of him, the middle-aged man did not reach out to take them. Instead, he stared blankly at the long blade.
He had always thought it was a natural curse, but he never expected that the source of the curse was the weapon that had accompanied him for over thirty years.
He didn't doubt the magician's story across from him. After all, some things only ...
The sky over Hendon Myre was always so blue, with a few white clouds leisurely drifting by.
It is said that this city was established in the desert by a great mage named "Mar" using a powerful magic array.
However, for the adventurers living in Hendon Myre, all this seemed insignificant.
When the past becomes history, and history turns into legend, adventurers prefer tangib...
In the dim room, invisible dust slowly floated in the air.
In the center of the room, an old oil lamp flickered with a weak light, the flame wavering as if it might go out at any moment, yet tenaciously illuminating everything around it.
The flame on the wick was sometimes bright, sometimes dim, accompanied by a slight crackling sound, like the deep and distant breath of the night...
Afternoon
After dealing with a large number of goblins along the way, Ino followed the two girls out of the Grand Flores and arrived at a sparsely populated market. This market also bore another meaningful name — Elvenguard.
This defense line was established by the local people to fend off goblin invasions from the forest. Unlike the scenes in his memory, Elvenguard, though spar...
Sanctuary, the frozen path.
Ino looked down at the oil lamp in his hand. Though there wasn't anything unusual about it at first glance, his intuition told him that this lamp might be of some interest.
He reached out to turn off the lamp, extinguishing the flame, and then placed it into a Muggle-mode suitcase.
After doing all this, he lay down slowly on the frozen path, memo...
Early Autumn Morning
A slight chill lingers in the air.
In the morning light, a winding gravel path stretches quietly through the green fields. Sunlight filters through sparse clouds, casting dappled patterns on the ground.
On either side of the road, golden waves ripple across vast rice paddies as the rice stalks bend, seemingly whispering to the earth mother. A gentle bre...
High-end painting is often completed in the simplest ways.
An hour later.
After completing a personal photo album for Théoden, Ino began taking photos of the scenery with great interest. He captured the White Tower holding the Seeing-stone Crystal, the council hall of Gondor, and other buildings on the upper levels.
It's worth noting that without the guidance of the Rohan ...
On the towering Mindolluin Mountains, stands a city radiating with holy light—Minas Tirith (the White City).
This city is like a brilliant gem, embedded at the confluence of the plains of Rohan and the Anduin River.
Viewed from above, the White City resembles a pristine snowflake, quietly lying in the embrace of the surrounding mountains. The city walls soar into the sky, with w...
Sanctuary.
On the icy snow path at the end of the two forks, the thin mist had long since dissipated.
One path, paved with red maple leaves, led to Mirkwood in Middle-earth. Next to it was another snowy path, also ending in a lush forest.
Ino stood in the middle of the paths, holding a suitcase. This was the first time he encountered such a situation—two portals, two choi...
As dawn broke, the sun began its ascent over the eastern horizon, painting the sky with a faint orange-red hue. The majestic castle stood proudly, bathed in the early morning light.
The last day of the second school year had quietly arrived.
By nine o'clock in the morning, all the young witches and wizards would leave Hogwarts as planned.
For some, it would be a brief depar...
In the Scottish Highlands, June.
A more passionate yet fleeting summer has begun.
These hot days, though long, burn like flags, vanishing in blazing flames.
And at night, the brief and humid moonlit nights, like dreams, shimmer with layers of light.
…
The last day before the summer break.
In the dusk, Hogwarts, illuminated by the evening glow, remains...
Sometimes people are puzzled about what joyful education truly looks like.
If anyone is really unsure, they should be recommended to visit Hogwarts. Hogwarts has genuinely achieved half a year of study and half a year of fun.
After the Christmas holidays, all the young wizards' schedules are drastically reduced, with barely a few classes a week.
Strictly speaking, the sc...
February 14, 1993, Valentine's Day.
In the early morning, after confirming he had no classes, Ino left his dorm room, suitcase in hand, just like any other day.
He planned to have breakfast in the Great Hall and then head to the Black Lake for some fishing.
Although Acromantulas, like all spiders, could endure hunger, they needed a steady supply of various meats to grow pr...
The sunset's afterglow spilled over the Black Lake, casting golden light that danced across the rippling water.
On the lakeshore, Ino sat quietly in a specially designed chair, holding a delicate fishing rod and intently watching the bobber on the lake's surface.
Suddenly, the bobber began to move violently. A gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.
Swiftly, he lifted the ...
Hogwarts' Christmas holiday is a standard two weeks long.
From December 21st to January 5th, if the first day back falls on a weekend, the 15-day holiday is extended to 17 days.
In his second-floor room, Ino glanced at the brand-new 1993 calendar on the desk, realizing that it was already time to return to school.
Unlike the mandatory train ride at the start of each term, H...
As dusk settled, the remnants of the sunset's glow faded away, along with the joyous laughter of the gathering.
With Draco, Neville, and the others having left, the room reverted to its usual tranquility and coolness.
In the second-floor bedroom, a bronze candlestick on a large wooden desk burned softly, casting a gentle orange glow.
Ino was engrossed in a thick, three-inch...
Hogsmeade
From a bird's-eye view, the entire village glows with light.
Especially during Christmas, not only are every store and shop adorned with beautiful lights, but magical candles also illuminate the streets on both sides.
Soaring in the air.
Ino pinpointed the location of his little house and then dove straight down, flying directly into the open window on the ...
While the entire British wizarding world was abuzz with the Lockhart scandal, the Christmas holidays arrived as scheduled.
The two-week break served as a strong antidote, allowing Hogwarts to cool down briefly. It also provided an opportunity for the young wizards to go home and discuss the sensational event with their families.
This year, as always, Ino signed his name on the dep...
By mid-December, temperatures in the Scottish Highlands had plummeted below freezing. Hogwarts experienced its first real snowfall of the academic year.
The entire castle was draped in a pure white veil of snow, the sky a deep, dark blue that seemed reminiscent of a winter in Narnia. Countless snowflakes drifted leisurely from the sky, covering the grounds in a thick blanket of snow. The...
The spiral staircase of the Astronomy Tower was ingeniously designed, winding upwards with a width of two feet, giving those who walked there a sense of elevation.
Leaving the Astronomy Tower, Ino suddenly stopped in the corridor, noticing a few Ravenclaw girls laughing and walking by.
The moonlight, or perhaps the candlelight illuminating the corridor, softly fell on the face of ...
Upon hearing Draco express his desire to learn magic, Ino's first reaction was a headache.
By now, he had a sufficient understanding of the little snake's ability to cause trouble.
He didn't know if it was because he had just finished recounting the events of fifty years ago, but this scene made him feel as if he had just sent off a female version of Grindelwald, only to welcome a...
The atmosphere in the dormitory was somewhat heavy.
Ino regretted starting this study group. It was supposed to be a simple review session, but it always ended up feeling like a secret gathering, and they would often hear some terrifying viewpoints.
At the same time, he was also relieved that they were reviewing in the dormitory, with no portraits on the walls. If they were somewh...
Time passed slowly, like the grains of sand in Gryffindor's hourglass, thanks to Snape's friendly assistance.
As December arrived, the atmosphere in the castle became visibly more restless because the long-awaited Christmas was approaching, a holiday everyone eagerly anticipated.
Everyone! Although summer vacation is great, for seventh-year students nearing graduation, summer ofte...
After leaving the greenhouse from Herbology class, Ino went directly to the library.
Sunday mornings shouldn't be wasted meaninglessly. This was the perfect opportunity to look up information on the Skarpin Revelio Spell.
In the library, Madam Pince was quietly reading a book at her usual spot. Unless something unexpected happened, she would likely continue reading until noon.
...
The No. 7 greenhouse was filled with bouncing bulbs.
Under the watchful eye of Professor Sprout, Ino drew out his elder wand.
"Incendio!"
A fist-sized ball of fire, representing hope and redemption, ignited and floated at the tip of the wand.
Before he could react, an interesting scene unfolded: the previously boisterous bouncing bulbs suddenly quieted down.
N...
In the Slytherin dormitory, Ino gently strummed the harp resting on his lap. Following the melody in his memory, he began to slowly compose a new piece.
December was fast approaching, and with the Quidditch Cup starting after the Christmas break, he didn't have much time left.
After composing for half an hour, Ino slowly put down the harp, only to see Draco's conflicted and hesita...
The castle's underground corridor was like a winding tunnel, with torches flickering dimly on the walls.
Walking alone on the path to the Slytherin common room, Ino was deep in thought about the knowledge points discussed earlier. He also thought of a way to verify Dumbledore's thesis.
It wasn't too difficult: find an artifact similar to the Mirror of Erised, then transform into...