Chương 184: Chapter 184: Two Different Philosophies
By the Black Lake.
Using his own feelings as a starting point, Ino channeled his magic, mixing it with the emotions within. This blend of magical emotion surged from his wand tip, releasing a vast amount of silvery, misty light into the sky.
These silvery glows slowly drifted upwards, forming a soft cloud.
It seemed that where there were clouds, there should be rain.
In the sky, the bright moon seemed to sense something, radiating unprecedented brilliance.
The gentle moonlight pierced through the silvery cloud, triggering a mysterious chain reaction. The cloud suddenly expanded, spreading like a vast carpet over Hogwarts.
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A cool raindrop fell, followed by countless more descending gently from the cloud.
A continuous drizzle blanketed Hogwarts, covering the lawns, the Forbidden Forest, the Black Lake, and the three clay pots Ino had brought.
In the once-empty clay pots, small, tender green shoots began to sprout, vibrant and full of life.
Ino stood quietly by the lakeside, letting the rain fall upon him.
After a while, the rain ceased, and the cloud, having fulfilled its mission, gradually dispersed.
"Fid! Take me back."
Ino bent down to pick up the clay pots. As a flash of blue light flickered in the sky, his figure disappeared.
At the same time, in the Headmaster's office on the eighth floor of the castle, Dumbledore let down the curtain, adjusted his slightly crooked purple nightcap, and headed towards his bedroom without looking back.
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In the Slytherin dormitory, Ino noticed the dark room and the already drawn bed curtains of Draco's bed, indicating it had been a long time.
After placing the three clay pots carefully, he quietly returned to his own bed.
Lying in bed, Ino reflected on the fantastic experience he had just had.
First, the magic beans from Wilhelm Green were not a hoax. Just as the story said, these beans were indeed blessed by the goddess of harvest.
Secondly, by a stroke of luck, he had mastered the Patronus Charm. Although he had read about it in The Standard Book of Spells, he had previously overlooked it, thinking the flames of hope were sufficient against Dementors.
It now seemed he had underestimated this ancient white magic. The experience made him feel as if he were a leader uniting the will of the people.
Over centuries, countless stories, countless worlds, and countless farmers had their harvest joys gathered together, releasing a Patronus that covered the entire sky through magic.
However, upon calming down, Ino also felt a twinge of fear.
Luckily, he was merely a guide. Had he immersed himself in the vast emotions, he would undoubtedly have been lost within them.
But fortunately, it was all over. Those vast emotions had dissipated, and the Patronus now contained only his own joy.
With this thought, Ino quietly drew his wand again and softly said:
"Expecto Patronum!"
A two-foot-sized, cotton candy-like silvery cloud appeared. Sensing something, the large cotton candy gently settled beside the bed.
Feeling the joy emanating from beside him, Ino slowly closed his eyes.
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The night passed without incident.
At dawn, the entire castle came to life in the morning light.
The only difference was that today, all the students had faint smiles on their faces, as if everyone had slept soundly the night before.
In the dormitory, Ino slept in for once, largely due to his two elective classes.
Glancing at the rolled-up bed curtains opposite, it was clear Draco had risen early for his classes.
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At the same time, in the Muggle Studies classroom on the fifth floor of the castle.
At 9 a.m., the classroom door opened from the outside.
Professor Charity Burbage, wearing a light-colored wizard robe, entered.
She glanced around and was surprised to see several Slytherin girls in the room. Muggle Studies was notoriously unpopular among Slytherins.
Despite her surprise, Professor Burbage spoke warmly.
"Welcome to my Muggle Studies class!"
"Here, I won't be teaching you any magical spells, but I will broaden your horizons, helping you understand the vast world outside, not just the small magical world."
At this point, Professor Burbage's tone became serious.
"Moreover, I firmly believe that wizards and Muggles are equals. There is no difference between them and us."
"Professor!" A Slytherin girl raised her hand.
"I agree with you that all life is equal! But what if Muggles treat wizards differently? Before the Statute of Secrecy, young wizards with magical outbursts were often sent to the stake as anomalies during the dark Middle Ages."
After her question, Pansy waited quietly for an answer.
Professor Burbage smiled and explained unhurriedly, "You see only the wizarding history. But if you read Muggle history, you'll find that some events were reciprocal."
She paused, contemplating whether to continue. Seeing the inquisitive look in the Slytherin girl's eyes, she decided to go on.
"The Middle Ages were undoubtedly chaotic, but the conflict between wizards and Muggles wasn't one-sided. Just as we have dark wizards, we cannot view issues solely from the wizarding perspective, which is why Hogwarts offers Muggle Studies."
At this, the girl who had asked the question raised her hand again.
With her extensive teaching experience, Professor Burbage was not surprised and gestured for her to continue.
"Professor, as you said, conflicts are mutual. But why aren't we working to resolve these conflicts? It seems everyone is trying to cover up the issues rather than solve them."
Pansy expressed her view again.
In the corner of the classroom, Hermione frowned slightly, recalling Ino's example of the long-lived white mice.
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