I swung a sword at Hogwarts

A hundred years ago, there were no exciting activities like in later generations. All they could do was drink in the bar or find a place to sleep outside.

The village is very quiet, with a moonlit night and sparse stars.

They walked around the church and came to the cemetery.

The unkempt vegetation climbed up the rusty fence, and at first glance, it was a road of death formed by tall and short tombstones.

Many years later, a couple will be buried in the cemetery here.

They died in Godric's Hollow, their lives taken away by the flickering green light, leaving behind a great magic.

The arrival of the three people could not break the silence of death here.

In the cemetery, they walked with awe in their hearts.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life," Al read out the words on a tombstone he saw, "where the treasure is, there the heart is also."

Looking at the name above, Al stopped.

Kendra Dumbledore.

Gail also saw the tombstone. The unrestrained and wild young man put away his youthful vigor, leaving behind solemnity and silence, to pay tribute to the owner of the tombstone.

"Someone you know?" John asked.

The main reason is that his eyesight is not good and he can’t see what is written.

Al said in a low voice, "It's my mother. She died not long ago."

A feeling of sadness flowed through their hearts.

John said, "May she rest in peace."

Death is the inevitable outcome.

He drew his wand and left a bouquet of white flowers in front of the tombstone.

Al half-knelt and traced the marble tombstone with his fingers.

Gail stood beside him, temporarily abandoning her ambition and leaving behind the sincerity of her friend.

Ten minutes later, Al got up.

The death of his mother dealt him a heavy blow, but also brought him an unshirkable responsibility.

He felt a desire for the invisibility cloak.

"Let's go." Al said.

Gail saw his expression and realized that they had been on the same path all along.

Two people with the same unfortunate fate finally came together.

The two looked at each other, which made John want to urge them.

"I think we can go over there." John reminded.

The two who were interrupted looked at John.

Gail took a deep breath and said, "Over here."

He led the two of them to the depths of the cemetery.

At the very back, they saw a tombstone.

The name of Ignotus Peverell was written on it.

It feels strange to see the characters in such a story walking into reality.

Gale said seriously, "We can find the invisibility cloak."

Gale came to Godric's Hollow for the Deathly Hallows, and Ignotus's tomb confirmed his guess.

No, you won't.

John was sure of this; the Invisibility Cloak was a family heirloom in the Potter family.

When John saw the tomb of the legendary figure, he lost interest.

He said with little interest: "It seems that there are no exciting elements."

The two people who were full of excitement were poured a bucket of cold water. Gail looked at John with resentment. If he had known, he should not have let this person come.

John drew out his wand and tapped it lightly on the tombstone.

"Specialis Revelio"

A wave of magical power was transmitted from the tombstone.

"I think we can go back now. This is a very ordinary tomb, as humble as its owner."

Shaking his head, John put his wand away.

Sure enough, the invisibility cloak would not be in the grave.

The Potter family, as descendants of Ignotus Peverell, passed down the Invisibility Cloak.

John looked up at the sky, the moon occupying most of his hazy vision.

"At least the night is beautiful today, and we have gained something."

The two looked up, Gail's expression was one of unwillingness, while Al's was one of regret.

The clue that was finally found was lost again, but Gail did not doubt John's words.

This white-haired boy is full of mystery, but always convincing.

...

The night passed.

Gail seemed to change tactics, often dragging John into his activities with Al.

Talk about magic and learn from each other.

John felt that this person seemed to want to get something from him, such as the Gublai fairy fire.

Unable to interfere too much in this world, John became Ariana's guardian.

As Gail and Al learn from each other, it seems to be John's job to take care of Ariana.

Ariana grabbed John's wand, which soothed her emotions.

John let her hold on.

"Treatment?" John considered the possibility of using mental magic to treat Ariana.

The thought passed through his mind, but he stopped it in time.

Intervene with one person, and what happens in the future changes, and the world changes.

"Ariana."

John read the name with a complicated expression.

The name was familiar, until Al's brother came back.

John's hope was completely shattered.

The goat boy who looked like he had a bad temper.

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Chapter 517 Hello, Goat

Hogwarts is on holiday.

This is what John heard from Gail.

Along with it, there is that annoying goat kid from the neighbor Al's family.

Al's younger brother is a hot-tempered man. Because of Ariana's matter, he and Al had a fight as soon as they came back.

He was a restless guy, and he didn't have any of the talent that Brother Al should have.

So Gail really didn't like that goat boy.

Although he was closer in age to Goat Boy than to Al.

John didn't mind the fact that Gail and Al were getting closer and closer. The two of them got along just like fire and pot.

John was more concerned about treating his eyes and how to get back.

"Using time magic and soul magic to collide, it should be possible to jump."

John put the solution to the problem on time flash.

Time travel has a time limit, which John is not sure if he has the same limit.

He doesn't use a time-turner to travel, so there are doubts about whether time limits exist.

That deadline can be understood as the world's rule that if a stowaway is discovered, he or she will be expelled.

And the prerequisite for not being discovered is the Sands of Time.

People like John, who didn't even buy a boat ticket, don't know when they will be discovered.

I dropped the eye drops into my eyes. This time they didn't feel dry, but instead felt moist.

With a blink of his eyes, John's vision went from blurry to being able to see clearly when he put things on his nose.

"That's good news."

John's mouth curled up. If he continued like this, he would probably be able to return to his previous state.

The material consumption is also quite high, but fortunately the Godric Valley is rich in resources.

He walked out of Bathilda's house, and the old aunt got a camera to record some photos.

Originally, Bathilda wanted to take a photo for John, but John refused.

He didn't want to leave any trace in this era.

So Bathilda only had pictures of Gail and Al.

Walking past his neighbor's house, John lowered his head and approached the flowers in the yard.

When he was about three inches away, he could see the flower clearly.

That is a rose.

"who are you?"

A vigilant voice sounded.

John looked back and saw a red-haired figure.

He asked in surprise: "Al?"

Obviously, this is not Al, this one is much shorter than Al.

Aberforth frowned and said unkindly: "Who is Al? My name is Aberforth, what are you doing at my door?"

"Abu...Forth?" John looked at the red-haired man silently.

He suddenly quickened his pace and moved closer to Aberforth.

Aberforth was startled by his action and stepped back quickly, drawing his wand.

Ignoring his vigilance, John rubbed his aching brow with his fingers.

"Your name isn't Aberforth Dumbledore, is it?" John looked at him, hoping to get a different answer.

Aberforth held his wand and said warily, "Obviously."

This completely shattered John's hopes.

He wanted to minimize his impact on the world and avoid any contact with influential people.

As a result, he found the one with the greatest influence.

John sighed to the sky.

He said that the name Ariana was familiar, but John subconsciously thought of it as someone with the same name.