Aphasia at Hogwarts

The time has come for the first Quidditch match of the school year.

In the dormitory for third-year boys in Gryffindor, Harry suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, the sky was pitch black, and the light of the moon was gradually fading, but the sun hadn't even left the slightest trace.

He touched the alarm clock on the side, looked at the time, and found that it was only half past four in the morning, but he couldn't sleep anymore, the sound of thunder rushing outside and the rustling of branches seemed to be echoing in his ears, and in just a few more hours, he would truly experience the cruelty of the weather outside.

Can I really catch the Snitch in this weather?

Harry wasn't sure, so he thought and thought, thinking about the tactics Wood had set up these days, thinking about his hard practice for so long, and thinking about other places for a while.

For example, what will you have for breakfast later.

You have to be full to perform well.

Too bad, he said to himself, his body didn't quite agree with that, and he always had a poor appetite every Quidditch match.

When Harry was thinking wildly, he suddenly realized that he was not the only one who woke up so early.

Guan Qiong also woke up, looking up through the window at this moment, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"You're awake too, Joan, am I moving too much?" Harry whispered, trying not to disturb the others.

Guan Qiong turned her head to look at Harry, shook her head, and looked out of the window again.

A string of faint light spots appeared in front of Harry.

"No, it's the weather outside."

Looking at the light spot in front of him, Harry felt the usefulness of this magic for the first time.

At this moment when it is difficult to make a sound, it is really convenient to use the light point to communicate, as long as the brightness of the light point needs to be lowered a little.

And Guan Qiong obviously has this ability.

"Is that so, it's really noisy outside." Harry whispered.

Of course, this is not the only reason. Although the sound of thunder and rain hitting the wall outside is very loud, if it is normal, it is an excellent sleep aid sound.

In addition, there is no class today, and Guan Qiong doesn't have to watch Quidditch. He can even sleep until noon.

And the reason why he woke up so early was that, like Harry, he had something on his mind.

The matter was so heavy that even his dreams were affected.

In the dream, he saw countless himself, they looked at Guan Qiong at the same level, and they looked at Guan Qiong's back.

But when Guan Qiong turned around, he saw another self.

A gray-haired self.

Then, Guan Qiong woke up and couldn't fall asleep again.

Of course he knew the reason for these dreams was the book he read yesterday.

"The Web of Time"

As a matter of course, Guan Qiong thought of himself from that book, that is, the time creature that caused his own mandatory time loop.

According to the description in that book, it seems that the time creature is himself who came back from a farther future.

Of course, this is only a possibility. There is currently no accurate characterization of the research on time creatures. Although the description in "The Web of Time" seems to be that Atom has returned to the past from the future and affected himself, it is not without the second possibility.

For example, a ghostly time creature possessed Atom.

Another example is that there is no time creature, and what Atom encounters is another kind of weirder magical creature.

In a world full of magic, these are all possible.

But Guan Qiong still felt uneasy, he couldn't help but think about time creatures.

If that time creature is really the future self, then why did he go back to the past from the distant future, what did he experience, and what does he want to change.

Did he fall into the time trap, or did he take the initiative to plunge into it.

Guan Qiong is not clear now.

And that answer, although in the distant future, will definitely come to him, but at that time, at that point in time, will he still have a choice?

A haze flashed in Guan Qiong's eyes.

He really discussed this predestined feeling.

He picked up the time converter on the side, and touched the row of inscriptions engraved on the dial.

"What has been, will be again;"

"What has been done will be done again."

The meaning of this sentence is that everything that happened in the past will definitely happen again after the time loop.

But Guan Qiong has a new understanding at this moment. The time point he is in now is before everything happened.

That is.

Everything he does is what happens.

There was a gleam in Guan Qiong's eyes.

This also includes contacting your future self.

This time, he was ahead of time.

When Guan Qiong wanted to understand all this, the time converter in his hand suddenly lit up, it began to shake, and silver debris fell from it.

When the Time Converter regained its calm, Guan Qiong looked at the Time Converter again, only to find that the inscription on it had changed.

"The so-called path of destiny is the path that is chosen and followed."

Guan Qiong looked at his palm, the silver shavings that fell from the Time Converter just now fell into his hand, and then merged into it.

And in his heart, a thought, a thought, a subconscious wonderful feeling suddenly popped up.

He turned his head to look at Harry at the side. In his eyes, when the light appeared in the sky, Harry would get up, leave the dormitory, and prepare to go to the restaurant for dinner.

And when Harry woke up.

Guan Qiong's heart moved slightly, and an idea flashed across.

Harry would get so excited that he would stagger and almost fall.

So, in the perspective of the future he saw, Harry really almost fell, but he held the bed next to him in time.

Then, darkness struck, and Guan Qiong fainted.

On the side, the cranky Harry didn't pay attention to Guan Qiong's condition. He waited quietly for the faint light to appear outside. Although he didn't know how much of the sun's light would be left after passing through the thick clouds, it was a signal that daytime was coming.

He also thought of telling Guan Qiong about today's game. To be honest, he was still a little nervous. The sudden change of opponent caught him off guard, but when he turned his head, he found that Guan Qiong had already fallen asleep.

Harry was a little disappointed, because he also thought that Guan Qiong didn't have much interest in Quidditch.

In other words, even if he told Guan Qiong about these things, Guan Qiong might not understand them.

Although he will probably listen carefully.

Harry continued to hide helplessly, waiting for the tick-tick of time to pass.

Finally, when it was morning, Harry saw the faint light outside the window.

He jumped up excitedly, ready to go to the dining room for breakfast, while the others woke up.

Because of his excitement, Harry staggered when he got out of bed, but fortunately he held the bed in time to prevent him from falling.

Otherwise, it would be another trouble. If there was a wound on his body, it would be a trouble in the upcoming game.

The rain will definitely hit the wound mercilessly, and even affect the performance, and the game may not necessarily be lost.

Harry thought nervously, got dressed, and left the dormitory with Ron who woke up and the others.

And Guan Qiong was still sleeping on the bed.