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Chapter 618 Peter, the farm is also my homeland

"Does time change the ending?"

Listening to what Peter said, Ciri fell into deep thought.

Although she has the ability to travel through time and space, Ciri has never had a clear understanding of her abilities.

Sometimes, she just completed the time travel inexplicably.

The unstable portal often takes her to some inexplicable places.

For example, one time in order to avoid pursuers, she opened a portal and entered a world full of plague.

Feeling a little unwell, she quickly left that place, but when she returned to the Demon Hunting Continent, the plague had begun to spread on that continent.

Ciri always suspected that she was the one who brought the plague to her world.

Ciri, who has been a little afraid of her own abilities since then, believes that her abilities are "cursed" and no longer believes that her abilities can have a positive meaning and save others.

Now when she heard Peter talking about time, she understood what he meant.

Peter wanted to travel back in time to change the ending.

But she didn't have the confidence that she could do it, nor did she believe that she could save others.

"actually……"

Ciri said to Peter somewhat frustratedly: "I can't control my ability accurately."

"Besides, if I use this ability of mine, it may bring about worse consequences."

Ciri looked into Peter's eyes and said, "Peter, although I have the ability of 'super-time and space teleportation', I have also fallen into another kind of confusion. When there are infinite possibilities in front of me, it is difficult to determine the direction. I have become a real wanderer. What I miss in my heart is my adoptive parents, but I am lost in the world.

"Countless attempts, each one is different, and each one is the same - this is not where I want to go. When I can't control the direction, what does it matter even if I can break through time and space? In this colorful world, I will always be an outsider."

When Ciri said this, a hint of sadness appeared in her green eyes.

"Repeated attempts, repeated losses, extreme freedom brings extreme loneliness. When I travel through time and space, I have never missed my loved ones so much. No matter how friendly or hostile the next world I come to is, it will only make me miss my hometown more - at this moment, the concept of hometown is no longer my homeland."

"I no longer believe that my ability can bring me a better result, Peter. I am just a wanderer. Perhaps I can't change anything."

Peter listened to Ciri's words quietly, and was slightly moved.

He didn't expect Ciri to have such a life experience, nor did he expect her to be so afraid and hateful of her own abilities.

"But do you still feel lonely here, Ciri?"

Peter took a deep breath and asked Ciri.

"No, it's different here. Here... it makes me feel the meaning of home. Here, everything seems different. Sometimes, Peter, you make me feel that we have known each other for a long time. If I didn't have the fire of revenge in my heart, if I didn't have hatred, maybe I would always hope to live here."

As she spoke, Ciri walked towards Peter and gently held his hand.

"Peter, during the time I spent with you, I got to know my own heart."

"Whenever I thought about the collapse of my homeland, my own exile, and the darkness of humanity in the world, I always felt that I had a responsibility to do something. At that time, I didn't know what I wanted to do. In fact, my original intention of learning swordsmanship and magic was to protect myself."

"And now, I have expanded it to do my best to protect the few moral principles in this world. You may have repeatedly warned me not to meddle in other people's business before, but you yourself are unwilling to stand idly by when something happens, even if you know there will be no good results."

When Ciri said this, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes as she looked at Peter.

"So I know I have to go back and finish something. After this, if I come back here alive, I will always hope that I can live here. Peter, you mentioned time. Yes, maybe by traveling through time I can change the ending, but I am also afraid of my curse. I am afraid that my ability will destroy everything and all the good memories I have here."

Peter was slightly stunned when he heard Ciri's sincere "confession".

He could understand Ciri's feelings.

On the one hand, Ciri feels that she has a responsibility to do what she must do - revenge or the bond of family affection. On the other hand, she is afraid of her own abilities and the curse of her abilities.

"We will eventually face fear and failure. We will definitely take this step, Ciri. Although the result may not be satisfactory, we have finally taken the first step towards a mature and confident life. It will be exhausting, bloody, painful, and there will be a long road of exile behind us, but I believe that your life will be a beautiful one."

"There will be happiness at the end."

Peter said as he reached out and stroked Ciri's hair.

Originally, he wanted to tell Ciri that she could use her abilities to go back in time and change Buckbeak's death.

But after hearing Ciri's inner feelings, he did not continue to talk about Buckbeak, but whispered to comfort Ciri.

Ciri listened to what Peter said without saying anything, but just leaned over and rested her head in Peter's arms.

Sirius next to him felt a little embarrassed.

He wanted to leave but felt it would be awkward to be discovered.

But it would be even more embarrassing to stay here and feel like a wooden man.

Having never experienced such a situation before, he could only sit there stiffly, not daring to move.

At the same time, I kept praying that this torturous atmosphere would disappear quickly.

……

night.

Hogwarts, Infirmary.

Ron, with a leg injury, lay on the hospital bed, looking at Dumbledore whom he had not seen for a long time.

Dumbledore had already listened to the story of what happened in the Shrieking Shack from Mark, Harry, Hermione and Ron.

"So... Padraic knew about Sirius and Lupin from the beginning, right?" Dumbledore asked Harry.

"Yes, it was Mr. Padrick who has been helping us behind the scenes."

Hermione said to him, "I even misunderstood Mr. Padraic."

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Well, that is surprising."

"But Buckbeak died. We couldn't save him."

Mark added beside him, a frustrated look on his face.

“Time is a wonderful thing.”

Dumbledore suddenly said something out of the blue, then looked at the large clock opposite the infirmary.

“If we use it wisely, it can sometimes have unexpected effects.”

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he winked at Hermione and said, "You know the rules, Miss Gryffindor. Don't let anyone see you, or you'll be in big trouble."

He walked up to Hermione and made the motion of winding a clock, "Perhaps winding it back three times would be most appropriate."

After saying this, Dumbledore left the infirmary directly.

When closing the door, he suddenly turned around and smiled at the few people, "Oh, by the way, when I can't make up my mind, I often go back to the old way."

Mark looked at the back of Headmaster Dumbledore in confusion and asked, "What does the Headmaster mean?"

Ron was lying on the hospital bed. He took a bite of sweet milk biscuits and said with his cheeks puffed up: "I don't know, maybe he has some kind of mental disorder?"

"I see."

Hermione pretended to understand something. "It's a time-turner."

Harry looked at her in confusion, "What time turner?"

"We have to go back in time and save Buckbeak!"

As she spoke, Hermione pulled out a necklace from around her neck, on which hung a small, shiny gold timer.

"We can use it to go back in time. I got this thing from Professor McGonagall in order to get more classes."

As she explained, Hermione hung the chain around her and Harry's necks, and said to Mark beside her: "Mark, come here, let's do it together."

After Mark, who looked confused, came over, Hermione shook her head regretfully at Ron on the bed and said, "Sorry, Ron, we may not be able to take you this time."

"what?"

Before Ron could voice his protest, Hermione twisted the Time-Turner.

The moment he pressed the time converter, Mark immediately felt himself flying backwards very quickly. Various blurry cloud shapes passed by his eyes, something was knocking in his ears, and he could not hear his own voice.

The scenery around them was changing rapidly, and both Mark and Harry had stunned expressions.

When the scenery around her stopped changing, Hermione opened her eyes and took off the time-turner from her neck.

"What time is it now?"

Hermione asked Mark.

"I...I don't know."

Mark looked at the large clock opposite the infirmary, swallowed and said to Hermione, "It's about half past seven."

"Very good. We were at Hagrid's forest cabin around 7:30 yesterday. We have to hurry and not be discovered by anyone."

As she said this, she pulled Mark and Harry and ran quickly towards Hagrid's Hut in the Forbidden Forest.

……

at the same time.

Padraic Farm.

Ciri, lying on the bed, opened her eyes.

"time……"

Getting off the bed, Ciri repeated the word.

What Peter had said to her during the day kept coming back to her mind.

Maybe Peter was right, 'time travel' was not his curse.

In other words, it's more than just a curse.

If you avoid your own abilities because of fear, you may never grow.

You must take this step, even though the result may not be satisfactory, but it is the first step towards a mature and confident life.

With Peter's words in her mind, Ciri closed her eyes and opened the portal into the world of Hogwarts.

She needs to be in the Hogwarts world and try to go back in time.

After entering the Hogwarts world through the portal, Ciri recalled the feeling of traveling through time and space before, took a deep breath and tried to open the portal.

(End of this chapter)