Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 198 Research
Hermione blinked her eyes, looked at the smiling Professor Brian for a while, and looked at the figure swaying on the wall for a while, and opened her mouth in embarrassment quietly,
"You saw it all, Professor?"

"Obviously so,"

Amosta rested her fingers on the table, stared at Hermione with shining eyes, and said in a deep voice.

He didn't realize at all that his appearance was almost exactly the same as Dumbledore who stayed in the office all day and rarely appeared,
"I noticed something strange when you walked into the Transfiguration classroom. At first I thought it was Black, and I was going to rush into Professor Babling's classroom closest to this office to find you out, and then go to Professor McGonagall and Victor. Professor that.
But fortunately, I stopped myself from doing this in time, otherwise, once this incident breaks out, I can't imagine what will happen to you, Hermione, maybe you may be trapped in the gap of time forever and cannot escape! "

Looking at the terrified little witch, Amosta sighed and said,

"Last semester, when you tried to sign up for all the electives, I reminded you, Hermione, that human energy is limited, and even I or Principal Dumbledore couldn't cover everything.
With your ingenuity, since Fred and George can think that I will restart the monitoring, there is no reason why you can't expect this, but too many subjects involve your energy and make your brain not clear enough. Otherwise, you You should have said hi to me in advance. "

The moment Professor Brian said what he was going to do, Hermione broke out in a cold sweat.

She doesn't need anyone to remind her. She herself knows what the end of being unable to get out of the time loop is. There are many precedents. Some wizards try to use the time converter to change something, but the result is a wrong operation and hits the original body. The end is, Was killed by himself upstream of the timeline, who didn't know why.

"I can't do it, Professor!"

Hermione cried out with a broken face,

"Harry also persuaded me to give up some courses, but I couldn't ignore the interesting knowledge, and, Ron, Ron's brother, Percy used to use this, I think I."

Clear teardrops dripped into the light green tea liquid in her hands, rippling and rippling, Hermione lowered her head and sobbed,

"I just wanted to prove it, Professor"

To be honest, it is really not an easy job to persuade a little witch who is in adolescence and emotionally sensitive and easy to collapse, but fortunately, Amosta is still patient, and has been comforting her softly, counting her over and over again. After half an hour, Hermione gradually calmed down and wiped her teary eyes.

"Thank you, Professor, I feel better—"

"Like I said, Hermione, even Merlin probably can't cook as well as a humble house-elf, and we have to make a trade-off—"

Amosta breathed a sigh of relief secretly and said with the final word, but looking at the flickering eyes of Hermione opposite, Amosta knew that she probably didn't intend to give up a few courses,

"I'm looking for you, Hermione."

For the stubborn Hermione, Amosta was also a little helpless, he took a sip of tea, his tone slowed down,
"I hope you can provide me with a copy of your class schedule,"

In Hermione's confused eyes, Amosta explained,
"Although what happened today did not lead to serious consequences, it does not mean that similar misunderstandings will occur in the future. I have to figure out whether the you that appeared on the monitoring screen is the real you, not... some Criminals who sneaked into castles and disguised themselves as you."

This was a reasonable request, and Hermione had no reason to refuse.

"Also, one more request, Hermione—"

After tapping the class schedule that Hermione handed over with her wand and duplicating it into two pairs, Amosta stared at the thin gold chain faintly exposed on Hermione's bozhou with great interest,
"This is a completely personal request, Hermione, Time Turner. This kind of thing has been strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic. In reality, I have never seen this thing, so I don't know if it is suitable."

Hermione blinked her eyes and looked at Professor Brian, who was showing a curious expression. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she suddenly realized that Professor Brian called her over to comfort and preach, and he was going to kill her in a serious manner. These may be a cover-up, his real purpose may be to see this time-turner!

"Oh, no problem, Professor—"

Although Professor McGonagall had expressly prohibited her from revealing the time-turner to others, now that Professor Bryan had figured out the situation by himself, Hermione untied the thin golden chain from her neck, and as a result she was a little flustered, the chain A few of her curly brown hairs were caught in the hole, and her nose felt sore from the pain.

"this thing--"

Amosta carefully held the delicate little hourglass overflowing with light, squinted his eyes to look at the slightly hazy space inside the hourglass with the help of a few faint rays of sunlight that were difficult to penetrate through the clouds
The power of time——Before entering Hogwarts at the beginning of this year, in reality, Amosta knew nothing about this power, but after Avalon Island and his party, he experienced the chaotic timing. a little experience.
In the magical world, around the possession of time-turners, based on thousands of years of experience, the Ministry of Magic has enacted hundreds of laws, and at the same time, imposes the most stringent laws and punishments on the abuse of time-turners , According to Amosta's knowledge, all time-turners are public goods, and private ownership is not allowed for a long time. Only in special cases, you can write an application letter to the relevant department of the Ministry of Magic.

As for the manufacturing process of the time converter, even the Ministry of Magic has not been able to master it, but it is said that a certain pure-blood family that invented this thing still retains some relevant knowledge in this regard.

"How far back in the past does it take you?"

Playing with the small hourglass back and forth, Amosta asked with great interest.

"Twelve hours at most, Professor Blaine,"

Hermione looked worriedly at Professor Brian, who was turning the hourglass around on his fingertips, for fear that he would accidentally pass through him,

"This is what Professor McGonagall told me when he gave it to me, but I haven't tried it. So far, I can only take it back to two hours ago at most"

Hearing this answer, a few fine lines appeared on Amosta's forehead, his eyes became deep, and his twirling fingertips froze for a moment.

After nodding in disbelief, Amosta asked in a chatty tone

"The book I gave you earlier, Hermione, are you still reading it?"

"Oh!"

Hermione's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, she stared at the cracks in the bricks embarrassingly, and stammered to explain,
"I'm sorry, professor, that book contains a lot of knowledge that can only be covered in NEWTs-level spell courses. I um, I studied it during the summer vacation, but after the start of school."

"Don't be nervous, Hermione, I don't intend to ask you to know that book by heart, I just hope that it will help you at some point in the future."

Amosta smiled gently, then threw the small hourglass and the waking potion to Hermione, and motioned for her to leave.

"Oh, yes, one more thing—"

The moment the grateful Hermione stepped out of this office, Amosta suddenly remembered something and called her,

"Professor Lupine's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, um, what did you learn?"

"We've learned Boggarts, Red Hats, Kabbahs, and Grindylows, Professor!"

In a conscious state, Hermione returned to this question loudly under the control of instinct, "Next, we should learn Hinkpunk, Professor—"

Hermione asked in bewilderment, "Any questions, Professor Blaine?"

"Oh, Hinkpunk, ok, I see--"

What a wonderful coincidence, Amosta thought with a smile, waved his hand, and closed the door directly.


(End of this chapter)