If we compare music to a natural phenomenon, then Benjamin's singing may be like a trickle, slowly flowing through this empty and dark room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Draco understood the lyrics, and he realized that there was so much fun in the Scarborough Bazaar.

Of course, he didn't know where the place specifically called the Scarborough Bazaar was. Maybe it's a small village in Germany?

Benjamin's voice was like an outpouring, but unlike the original woman's outpouring, he was more like a proclamation, an oath, a male conquest, and power!

Accompanied by his singing, you seem to see a small town fluttering in the wind and rain, it is a medieval town.

And, of course, a tranquil fishing port.

In the town, there was a girl who held a bouquet of flowers in her hand, and her long hair swayed in the wind and rain.

There is a smile on her face, a smile that shines the sun into your heart.

A man appeared in front of her.

In the singing, it is stable and gentle at this time.

Are you on your way to Scarborough Market?

Coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme

Please say hello to one of the girls there on my behalf

She used to be my true love.

Ask her to make me a sackcloth garment.

It was as if he had seen the girl in front of Draco's eyes. Yes, the flowers and plants in her cradle still exude fragrance.

Her gaze was deep, and as she sang as she walked, the girl sat at the door of the Scarborough Bazaar, the flowers and plants in the cradle were gone, and all that remained was needlework and thread.

(Deep in the green forest, next to the hill)

Coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme

(Chasing finches on snow-capped brown mountains)

There are no stitches on it, and there is no needle and thread

(The mountain is the carpet and bed sheet of the son of the mountain)

So that she can be my true love.

(Unconscious of the sound of the horn while asleep)

Benjamin's voice seemed magical, and Draco genuinely suspected that he had used some kind of deceptive magic.

The chorus is gentle, but powerful.

Every lyric bites faintly, but Draco seems to have heard the horn of war.

Bloody light, exploding in front of my eyes.

The silence that has been going on is like a silent cover-up.

It turns out that the war has begun......

Ask her to find me an acre of land

(From a few small blades of grass next to the hill)

Coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme

(Silver tears wash over the tomb)

Right between the sea and the coast

(Soldier wipes his gun)

So that she can be my true love.

Ask her to reap with a leather sickle

(The battle roars, and the scarlet bullets are shouting)

Coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme

(The generals order their soldiers to kill)

Tie the harvested heather into a bunch

(Fight for a long-forgotten reason)

So that she can be my true love.

In the end, Benjamin's voice began to slowly rise and rise and rise and again as the tune progressed!

You'll be wondering, where is the limit of his treble?

However, as soon as the chorus arrived, his voice suddenly softened and deepened.

Yes, it's all this damn war.

Countless corpses, endless blood, and incessant sobbing.

The once handsome man, the heroic man, has forgotten his reason for war.

When a bullet goes through his chest, when blood stains your eyelids red.

He fell.

Then the corners of his mouth curled slightly, but his mouth was whispering, singing the ballad.

The girl, would she still be waiting at the door of the Scarborough Bazaar, carrying a cradle with the clothes that had already been made?

Day after day, year after year......

But there was no time left for Draco's imagination, and Benjamin's singing came to an abrupt end.

And that terrible, roaring hell dog, yes, it's already drowsy.

Even when Benjamin stopped his singing, it hadn't woken up yet.

The Three-Headed Hellhound only reacts like this when it is addicted to music.

This is almost the greatest compliment to Benjamin.

Ignoring Draco's exaggerated mouth, of course, that seemed to be able to stuff an egg.

"Ben, Benjamin, you, you're amazing!"

This should be Draco's heartiest compliment.

Because he found that in such a field, he and Benjamin were not comparable at all.

And Benjamin didn't have time to greet his first fan here, and of course, Benjamin believes he will have more fans in the future.

"Alright, Draco, if you don't want to go back to your dorm to sleep, come here!"

Benjamin motioned for Draco to come over, and the two of them cautiously walked past the Hellhound's side, then through the trapdoor behind the Hellhound.

Behind the trapdoor, of course, is a hole, and when you look down from the outside, you can't see the bottom.

Before Benjamin jumped in, he made a move that made Draco think the man was crazy.

That's right, Benjamin took out a syringe (which Hermione had sent her parents at Benjamin's request) and stabbed it in the butt of the Three-Headed Hell.

It should be said that when everyone is asleep, if someone is injected in the buttocks, he will definitely scream in pain, and then he wants to break the culprit into pieces.

The Three-Headed Hellhound was no exception, it woke up immediately, screamed in rage, and moved its three heads to swallow Benjamin in one gulp.

Unless the person is able to sing another song to it.

However, Benjamin was quick to make a quick decision, and after he had drawn enough blood from a test tube, Benjamin jumped into the hole.

Facing the three-headed dog of hell behind him, Draco jumped into the hole without hesitation.

"Benjamin, why did you wake it up, did you know it almost ate us!"

Draco sat down the long, wet chute, still grumbling.

Benjamin must have been almost at the end of the day, and he explained:

"Oh, Draco, what are you worried about, aren't we not dead? and besides, if I don't wake it up, won't it be cheaper for the people in the back!"

Benjamin thought it was Professor Quirrell who was behind him, and Draco, rightfully Harry, thought it was them.

So, Draco stopped complaining.

"Well, you've always been like that. Ouch, there are stones on the ground, it hurts!"

Draco clutched his ass and shouted resentfully.

Benjamin had already dusted his clothes and stood in front of Draco.

In front of them, a clump of plants with teeth and claws appeared.

Benjamin is no stranger to this plant, it's the Devil's Web!

It's just that these devil nets are much more active!