Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"Don't worry, Hermione, Hedwig will send the letter to your father and mother on time." Harry said confidently, "It has never failed--and Professor McGonagall also said, On the day of the game, a professor will be arranged to pick you up at your home, so you won’t be wasting time."

"I’m not worried about this...I, sighed." Hermione sighed, "They mentioned in their reply. Diagon Alley, said it was an exchange of coins—"

"It's normal," Ron said.

"You don't know them," Hermione tossed her hair irritably. "The exchange of money is just an excuse. I guess they must have gone to Diagon Alley to inquire about the competition."

Harry and Ron looked at each other in blank dismay, neither of them have this trouble. Ron’s family is a wizard, and Harry, he doesn’t think the Dursley family will sneak to Diagon Alley to inquire about the news because they are worried about his safety, they will only pray for him It's best to never go back if there is an accident. And Harry in mind's only relatives are Sirius.

"This kind of thing cannot be avoided," Ron comforted her, "They will know sooner or later—"

"No, you don't understand," Hermione took a deep breath," Is there any more intuitive information in the entire Diagon Alley than the images of the Tournament released by the "Future World" company? I can imagine that Dad would buy a magic projector and the images of the second task without the slightest hesitation, maybe they have already watched it. It’s over, just didn’t mention it to me!"

They came to the transfiguration classroom lent to them by Professor McGonagall, and prepared to practice incantion, especially those that may be used in the maze. They have all this month That's how I spent it.

But today, Hermione is completely out of shape.

"No, I can't calm down." She said dejectedly.

"Let’s rest for a while," Harry said. "We are already well prepared, and there is no need to work so hard for the remaining two days."

If usual, Hermione will definitely The first one jumped up to object, but today she acquiesced to Harry's statement and sat on the cushion with her knees on her knees, looking very helpless.

Harry and Ron didn’t know how to comfort her. They stood silently for a while. Harry pulled out the magic book from the bag. He had read it from start to finish. The impact is very weak, and the magic inside may last for a few months, so I simply gave it to him as a souvenir.

"Do you think it was the influence of this book?" Ron leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Hermione also read it, didn't she?"

"That was last week It’s something," Harry also replied in a low voice. He didn’t think it was the book’s influence. "The magic effect won’t last that long."

"What you said makes sense," Ron said, as he took it from his schoolbag. I flipped out the magic script, read the short story above, and occasionally lifts the head to look at Hermione in the distance. He deliberately raised his voice and said, "No matter how many times I watched it, it is still so scary... I suspect that if Hermione had read these stories during the Third Year, would she dare to use Time-Turner? I mean, in case she A few more turns..."

Hermione stood up suddenly, took a few breaths and picked up her schoolbag.

"You are right, I better find something to do." She finished speaking and walked out of the classroom.

Ron froze for a moment and turned to look at Harry. "Did I say something?" Harry shook his head. They followed Hermione and followed her to the responsive room. "I need an alchemist's laboratory. ...I need an alchemist's laboratory...I need an alchemist's laboratory..."

A simple door appeared in front of them.

Hermione exhaled slowly, opened the door and walked into the room. Harry and Ron looked at each other and they guessed what she was going to do. "I'm looking forward to this scene too." Ron muttered, and the two followed closely from behind.

The room is very spacious, with a few huge workbenches in the center, various weird devices, grotesquely shaped glass bottles, and solid wood toolboxes randomly placed on the table tops, golden The balance, weights, cauldron... There are two bookshelves erected against the wall, which are filled with common alchemy books.

Hermione put down the schoolbag, took out the Time-Turner from it, and glanced back at Harry. Harry wittily handed her the gray hourglass.

"Are you going to fix it now?" Ron couldn't help asking, "I thought it would be another month or two."

"There is no need to delay it," Hermione Calmly said, "And it's not a repair, just take it apart and replace a part... With Nick · Flamel's successful experience, I'm pretty sure."

"I hope she says so Simple." Ron said hopefully.

Harry thought he would see a screwdriver or something. At most, this screwdriver could screw the screw by himself... But Hermione just took the wand and read the lengthy incantion, tapping the golden timer from time to time. , Or outline a few magic inscriptions and alchemy symbols, and imprint them on the hourglass. A thin layer of sweat appeared on Hermione’s forehead, her expression serious, and Harry and Ron could not even breathe for fear of breathing. Will affect her.

Almost an hour later, Hermione was very tired, but her eyes were full of energy.

"Quickly, Harry, Ron, do me a favor."

"What do you need us to do?" Harry asked hurriedly. He and Ron joined Time-Turner—this Things flew to in midair and kept spinning in circles, and at the same time exuded a soft white light.

"Grab it, remove the original hourglass, and replace it with the flat-headed one! Hurry up!" Hermione said, blushing, trying to maintain magic.

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and extended the hand nervously, Harry grabbed the non-stop rotating timer, like grabbing a dizzy golden snitch, Ron took the opportunity to go Breaking the round-headed hourglass inside, "I can't take it down!" Ron shouted.

"Then use more strength!" Harry said with a distorted face. This thing is terrifyingly powerful, desperately trying to get rid of his restraint.

Ron gritted his teeth, put both hands on it, and pressed hard-with a "click", the hourglass was successfully removed.

Harry immediately picked up the gray hourglass with his other hand, pinpointed the position, and filled it in the gap, "It's done!" At this moment, a sudden shock wave was based on a gold timer. The center spreads, throwing all three people away.

Harry sat up with a grin, his arm hit the sharp corner of the workbench, he suspected it might be broken, and then he heard two inhalations. Harry lifted the head from his arms. Ron and Hermione both opened their mouths and looked in the same direction. He turned his head and opened his mouth in shock.

Time-Turner hung in the air, emitting a dazzling golden light. Harry squinted his eyes and clearly saw that the gray surface of the hourglass seemed to have been wiped by an invisible hand, regaining its brilliance. The substance in the hourglass-those dark golden agglomerates continue to melt, twist and deform, and at the same time bloom with a beautiful metallic luster.

I don’t know how long it has been before, all the golden light disappeared, Time-Turner fell from in midair and rolled motionless on the ground twice.

"Are we successful?" Ron felt incredible.

"Yes, luckily it succeeded," Hermione smiled. "If we fail, we will spend the whole night looking for scattered parts."

Half a break In an hour, Harry and the others came out of the responsive room. By this time it was midnight. They came back to the common room cautiously. Before they went back to the dormitory, Ron was still surprised, "It's incredible... We repaired a complete one. Time-Turner, when can I try it once?"

"Not now." Hermione said.

"I know. I mean, when the game is over, Hermione, I haven't experienced this feeling yet!" Ron said in an imploring tone.

It was quiet for a while.

"Well," Hermione said hesitantly, "It's not that you are not allowed to use it, but it may be risky. Have you seen the fate of those wizards trapped by'time'? We are the best. Show it to the professor first."

Ron was persuaded, he only had one request.

"Don’t tell Professor McGonagall that if she knows we have an uncontrolled Time-Turner, it will definitely be confiscated!"

"We can ask Professor Haip for help. "Harry helped out. He thought Ron's words were very reasonable. In fact, apart from Professor Haip, he couldn't think of any adults who allowed them to hold Time-Turner.

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On the morning of June 23, Felix returned to the office with ease after finishing the last grade of the exam. Warren was sitting on the desk without an image, sniffing continuously. It held a postcard in its hand and saw Felix come in, and Wallen lifts the head, looking at him suspiciously with bright black eyes: "Haw! (Familiar taste!)"

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