The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 295 Time Conversion (Subscription Request)

Bang!
Although he fell to the ground, fortunately Harry was not in a high position when he was hit by the Bludger, and the snow on the grass provided a cushion.

Apart from being dizzy from being hit by the ball, Harry was not seriously injured.

But the problem was that the impact of the fall made Harry feel a little overwhelmed.

"No, it's coming out!"

Harry curled up without caring about the pain he felt from falling from a great height.

He covered his abdomen with his hands, squeezed his legs together, and tried his best to resist the collapse of the dam.

"Harry."

Snape, who had been watching him, noticed that something was wrong with Harry at the first moment. Ignoring the surprised looks of the people around him, he immediately stood up and left the stands.

He got down to the ground as fast as he could and ran towards Harry.

Even before the medical staff of the school hospital had time to check on Harry's condition, Snape had already rushed to Harry's side.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Snape asked with concern.

"You look so bad, maybe you broke some bones, Professor Snape, please let us check it first."

The medical staff at the side wanted to step forward as he spoke, but after Harry heard what they said, his face became even uglier, and he hurriedly looked at Snape with pleading eyes.

In his current state, the slightest movement could result in a flood.

You know, as the most popular sport in the wizarding world, almost all Hogwarts teachers and students came to watch the Quidditch match.

If he dared to let out a tantrum in such an occasion, Malfoy would probably laugh to death, because he could finally get rid of the title of 'Malfoy who peed his pants'.

As one of the few people who knew the truth, Snape immediately understood Harry's embarrassment.

"You don't need to check, I will take Harry to the school hospital!"

Snape stopped the medical staff, put his left hand through Harry's legs, supported his shoulders and neck with his right hand, and picked him up.

He strode towards the exit of the Quidditch arena, seemingly not giving the medical staff a chance to object.

"Is this really Professor Snape?"

Several medical staff looked at Snape's receding back and looked at each other in confusion.

Everyone in Hogwarts knew that Snape hated Harry the most, but who would have thought that he was so nervous about Harry.

"Hiss! Snape is no longer pretending!" Mu Sheng looked at Snape's receding back and sighed, "The power of love is so great!"

It can make the strong weak and the weak strong!
It’s a pity that true love is too rare in this world, and it is more often a choice made after weighing the pros and cons.

"What about that Bludger? Was it Dobby the Malfoy elf?
Is there something wrong with its brain? I killed the basilisk!"

Mu Sheng thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he put the matter out of his mind.

After Harry left the field, Gryffindor replaced the Seeker with a new one and the game continued.

However, without Harry's halo as the protagonist, Gryffindor quickly fell behind Slytherin, who were equipped with the latest version of the flying broom - Nimbus 2001.

"Wow~"

In the men's bathroom on the first floor of the castle, the sound of a toilet flushing suddenly came from one of the cubicles.

A few seconds later, Harry came out with his trousers lifted up.

"Thank you very much for what you did, Professor Snape."

When Harry saw Snape waiting outside, he forced an ugly smile on his face.

He didn't know whether he should be glad that he didn't embarrass himself in front of the whole school, or feel sad about his situation.

He had lived fine at Aunt Petunia's house for eleven years, but within less than two years of entering the wizarding world he had encountered danger many times.

Being petrified by a basilisk, little Harry was sacrificed, and today he was attacked by a Bludger for no apparent reason.
The wizarding world is so malicious towards him that it makes me want to cry!

"Don't be sad, Harry, I will definitely find a way to treat you."

Snape comforted him, saying that he had looked through various potion books in the past few days, but unfortunately he couldn't find any method to regenerate severed limbs.

It is said that the development of various disciplines in the magic world is very distorted. There are bone-growing spirits that can grow bones, but there is no magic potion that can regenerate severed limbs.

For example, Mad-Eye Moody, who appeared in the fourth grade, had his missing eye replaced with an alchemical item, and Peter Pettigrew, who gave his arm to resurrect Voldemort.

Even Voldemort, one of the top wizards, only used magic to create a prosthetic hand for him instead of helping him regenerate his severed limbs.

There are 'Transfiguration' that can change the properties of matter at will, 'Apparition' that can teleport instantly, and even alchemical items that can utilize the power of time.

However, there is no spell that can regenerate severed limbs, which shows the deformity of the development of the magic system!

"Professor Snape, I don't know how to thank you."

Harry was moved by Snape. He had always thought of him as a bad guy before. He didn't expect that after he was injured, Snape would always comfort him and find treatment for him.

"Can my... really be cured?"

"The Philosopher's Stone, which can make people immortal, exists, so what does your injury matter?

Believe me Harry, the power of magic is beyond your imagination."

Snape's tone was very certain. Even if there was no cure in white magic, there must be one in black magic.

"I believe you, Professor Snape."

Harry smiled sweetly, and Snape suddenly felt motivated.

I can't wait to go to the potion room to research healing potions.

On the other side, Gryffindor lost the game shortly after Snape left with Harry in his arms.

As the competition came to an end, the students dispersed one after another. After the morning competition, the remaining half day was free time.

Hogwarts common room
Hermione, Qiu Zhang, Luna, Hannah, Ernie and others were sharing interesting stories in their respective colleges and laughing happily from time to time.

Before they knew it, this small group had already brought together students from three houses: Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw.

Mu Sheng is surrounded by a group of young boys and girls, and is infected by their enthusiasm and vigor, feeling as if he has returned to his student days.

You don’t have to worry about the daily necessities of life, nor do you have to worry about the complicated interpersonal relationships at work.

What we think about most every day may be what to eat in the morning, what to eat at noon, or what to eat in the evening.

Or maybe some pretty girl in class looked at me a few more times, and wondered if she was interested in me, etc.
"It's great to be young. Fortunately, I will always be 18 years old."

Mu Sheng sat among a group of his peers, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

'The witch Freemasonry founded by Megan is growing stronger and stronger, but unfortunately there is no one worthy of his trust.'

"Perhaps we can focus on the outside of Hogwarts. It will be convenient to enter and exit Hogwarts after the Apparition is refined."

"Don't worry about Harry and Snape for now, let them develop their relationship first. Hehe."

"It's been a few days since I got the [Time Converter], so I have to start researching it."

"There are also the Philosopher's Stone, Ravenclaw's Tiara, and Tom's notebook that need to be put to use. I need to go to the library to read some books on alchemy." "Why do I feel like I have so many things to do?"

Mu Sheng glanced at the panel in his mind that was refining spells day and night, and decided to wait until he had time to do it.

I've worked so hard, shouldn't I be able to enjoy myself?

One month later, at 11pm, in the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor of the castle.
In a room full of various experimental equipment, Mu Sheng sat behind a desk piled with experimental records.

He held the golden [Time Converter] in his left hand and a feather pen in his right hand, writing something on the parchment.

After a few minutes, the parchment was covered with mysterious symbols and patterns.

"I finally cracked it. I'm so awesome."

Mu Sheng looked at the contents on the parchment with satisfaction.

After applying for a time converter from Dean Sprout, Maki Sheng spent every moment of his free time studying the magical principles behind it.

The shell of the [Time Converter] is a hollow round metal with a small hourglass inside. By turning the knob on it, you can go back to the past time and space.

After dismantling it repeatedly, Mu Sheng also gained some results.

What really allows people to go back to the past is the sand in the small hourglass that contains the energy of time.

The mechanical structure of the shell and the magic texture on it play more of a stimulating and controlling role.

After more than a month of research, Mu Sheng has figured out the magical principle behind the shell.

As long as he is provided with some sand containing time energy, Mu Sheng can also make alchemical items with the same function.

"The problem lies in the sand that contains the energy of time"

Mu Sheng had a headache. What he needed was a time spell that could be refined, not a spell that could stimulate the time energy in the sand.

"Forget it, let's experience the effect of the [Time Converter] for ourselves, maybe we can find something else."

Mu Sheng was actually a little afraid of this power that played with time, especially when he had never refined the relevant spells.

After a little thought, Mu Sheng put away his research notes, and then disappeared into the Room of Requirement with a "Disapparation".

The next second he appeared in a detached villa in London.

This is where Meghan and Isabella live in London.

In addition to living in places like Hogsmeade, which are under the "Muggle-Repelling Spell", many wizards in the magical world also live in communities with ordinary people.

It’s quite low to say that the magic world doesn’t even have its own inside world.

Those wizards who believe in the supremacy of pure-bloods actually use magic to secretly occupy the land of Muggles, whom they look down upon.

A bit ridiculous!

Megan, who was sleeping soundly in a bedroom on the second floor of the villa, suddenly felt something coming in.

"Who? Lord Victory? What's wrong with you?"

"Shh! Don't talk, just feel it with your heart."

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Soon, sounds like "I'm running" and "I kicked the corner of the table" were heard in the room.

The same sound was heard in Isabella's room next to Megan.

Mu Sheng listened carefully to the time when various sounds appeared and memorized them in his mind.

More than two hours later, Megan, who should have been sleeping, fell into a deeper sleep.

Mu Sheng took out the [Time Converter], hung the chain around his neck, and then twisted the knob on it.

One circle, two circles, three circles.
Mu Sheng stopped only after turning five circles. This was the maximum number of circles that Dean Sprout had told him.

Any more and the user could suffer a terrible time accident.

In the world of giants, Makisho also mastered some abilities related to time. After inheriting the bloodline of the Attack on Titan, he has the ability to communicate across time and space with past successors.

Mu Sheng was well aware of the terrifying power of time and decisively chose the safe approach.

He knows exactly when he can use it and when he needs to keep it in his pants.

The sand of time flowed slowly in the hourglass, and the time and space around Mu Sheng began to retreat at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Because he had mastered time-related abilities, they were no longer useful even after changing the world.

Mu Sheng still relies on his soul power that far exceeds that of ordinary people, as well as his super affinity with magic after refining hundreds of spells.

From this time transformation that goes back to the past, I can sense a slight fluctuation of the power of time.

When the sand in the hourglass inside the [Time Converter] flows from the conical container above to the bottom little by little.

Outside the window, the originally quiet street was now filled with people coming and going.

Megan, who was supposed to be lying on the bed and sleeping, had disappeared, and even the mattress that was soaked with sweat was clean and tidy again.

"What a fascinating power!"

Even if he only saw the tip of the iceberg, Mu Sheng could sense the terrifying power.

[Refining progress: Transfiguration 48%]

Mu Sheng stared at the refining panel in his mind, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Does the 'Mu Sheng' who is now in Hogwarts also have a refining panel in his mind?

He then turned his attention to the soul connection between himself and Megan and his relatives.

What would happen if my present self and my past self used this connection at the same time to 'reverse apparition' Megan to my side?
Will Reverse Apparition fail? Or will Megan be torn in half?
Many thoughts emerged in Mu Sheng's mind, making him feel the urge to give it a try.

"No, we still can't be too reckless, we should be more cautious and take our time."

Mu Sheng temporarily suppressed these dangerous thoughts, and disappeared from the room with a snap of his fingers.

More than two hours later, Mu Sheng hid in a dark corner and watched a familiar figure enter Megan's villa.

“What happens if I choose not to go in now?”

Mu Sheng suddenly had another idea, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he gave up.

Don’t ask, just follow your heart!

"Lord Victory, what's wrong with you?" Isabella asked curiously as she looked at Mu Sheng who suddenly appeared.

"Don't ask, get in the car, it's too late!"

The whistle sounded again, but this time Mu Sheng changed the track.

The sound of the moving train changed from what he had heard in Megan's bedroom a few hours ago.

As this changed, Mu Sheng realized that something had entered his mind.
(End of this chapter)