Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

As the strange stone man disappeared, strange interlacing began to appear in the surrounding space.

The collapsed piles of debris, the dilapidated cabinets and boxes that fell to the ground, and the dust that was still flying not far away, began to roll under the influence of a mysterious force, as if time went backwards, in various ways that defied gravity. way up and back up.

Even the broken wooden boards were reorganized under this force and turned into complete objects.

In just a few seconds, the originally messy ground became tidy again, and the towering piles of debris reappeared where they had just been.

It is as if the riot just now was just a bug. After the source virus disappears, the consequences of the riot caused by this bug will also be erased.

But, what if I was just killed by this bug?

Will this consequence be subverted?

Eric looked around thoughtfully. After a long time, he calmed down and put away the bomb he threw.

At this moment, the Weasley brothers who were at the door of the Room of Requirement also ran over panting with their wands in hand. Looking at Eric standing at the corner of the clutter, the two immediately stood beside him, alert. Look around.

Fred pointed his wand in two or three directions in succession, and asked Eric beside him with a worried look: "Was there someone here just now? We heard the sound of the curse exploding, and someone shouted Avada Kedavra.”

"And we also saw lightning flashing. Fred said you can use lightning magic." George also sent out a spark vigilantly, watching a few frightened foxes fly up, and shouted excitedly: "Falling to the ground."

An unlucky vixen fell into the pile of debris with the sound of his spell. Eric sighed, looked at the pile of debris around him that had returned to its original state, and shook his head: "It's okay, I may have seen these vixens." I was a little nervous, so I just practiced the magic spell for a while."

Practicing spells?

The Weasley brothers looked at each other. Although they still felt suspicious, they saw Eric put away his wand first and released their alert state.

Just looking at the gloomy environment around them, the two suggested that it would be better to leave here first.

After leaving the Room of Requirement, Eric separated from the Weasley brothers with confusion in his heart, and decided to go to the library to check again to see if there were any records about time magic in the library.

Eric's brain kept thinking along the way. In the Harper universe created by Ms. Rowling, the only thing related to time seems to be the time turner. However, the setting of this thing cannot violate all the rules of time, and it cannot Change what has already happened.

In other words, if you use a converter, the effect cannot be changed, it will only make your behavior the cause.

But what about that weird stone statue just now?It has said before who it was made by.

What's the switch that turns it on?Could it be that wig and crown.

Eric, who was lost in thought, didn't pay attention. He bumped into the short Professor Flitwick at the corner of the stairs, knocking all the books in his arms to the ground.

"Sorry, Professor!"

Eric suddenly woke up, apologized to Professor Flitwick, and helped him pick up the book.

Professor Flitwick pulled out his wand from his sleeve and waved it, and the books were automatically sorted and floated beside him. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Mr. Welfare, just be more careful next time." .”

After saying that, Professor Flitwick was about to leave, but was stopped by Eric: "Professor, I have a rather complicated question to ask you."

Professor Flitwick glanced at him in surprise, then waved: "Okay, follow me, kid."

Eric followed Professor Flitwick upstairs, walked through the long corridor on the fourth floor, passed through a wall, and came directly to the spiral staircase on the eighth floor. He followed Professor Flitwick and climbed to the office in the west tower.

This is also a circular office. For Professor Flitwick, who is half-elf, the space here is a bit too big.

Of course, as a comparison, there are those pieces of furniture that the professor has uniformly shrunk down to suit his use.

Professor Flitwick waved his wand and the book automatically fell on his desk. He asked Eric what kind of drink he liked to drink. He twirled the wand and summoned two large teacups. The lemon black tea inside exuded the fragrance.

Eric sat in the armchair, looked at Professor Flitwick who was sitting upright, organized his language, and asked the question about time spells that he had been thinking about just now.

Professor Flitwick was surprised at first, and then took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

He held up the watch chain and showed it in front of Eric: "Mr. Foley, the question you asked is indeed very complicated, but there is indeed a spell about time, called the hour reversal spell."

The professor handed the time converter in his hand to Eric and continued: "This magic is wonderful, but it is also quite dangerous and unstable. If it acts directly on people, various situations will occur. Some people There will be partial loss of limbs, some people's bodies will be like allergies, and there will be irreversible damage, and some people will even die directly from this curse."

"So a long time ago, the magical world gave up on the research on time magic and listed it as an absolutely forbidden event. And the stable time magic that has been researched was sealed in certain specific containers for use. For example, this instrument in your hand is like this."

Eric opened the watch cover and saw a small hourglass inside, and the fine sand inside was shining with a mysterious light.

"Of course, I can't give this to you now. At least you won't be able to get it until you are old enough and have been approved by the Ministry of Magic."

Professor Flitwick withdrew the time turner from his hand, put it back in his pocket, took another sip of tea, and asked doubtfully: "This question shouldn't trouble you, Mr. Foley, almost everyone in your family Everyone has used this converter.”

Eric licked his lips and looked at Professor Flitwick. After hesitating for a while, he asked tentatively: "Perhaps, Professor, have you ever seen someone, no, have any magic props that can directly use time magic, like It’s the kind of time domain that makes everything around you seem to have gone backwards in time.”

Professor Flitwick frowned, looked at the little wizard in front of him carefully, and shook his head: "Impossible, Mr. Foley, I just said that since the establishment of the Ministry of Magic in the early 18th century, time magic has been The Ministry of Magic has complete control. Only certain departments of the Ministry of Magic are qualified to learn and use this kind of magic. Once others are found to have a relationship with time magic, they will be taken away by the Ministry of Magic and even imprisoned in Azkaban."

Speaking of this, Professor Flitwick suddenly showed a look of pity on his face. He looked at Eric and said with a complicated expression: "Later, facts proved how terrible trouble this magic can cause. Can you imagine? , Mr. Foley, not all wizards are righteous. When evil wizards master this power, the damage they cause to people is even more terrifying."

Eric was a little confused, but not about his own questions and answers, but about Professor Flitwick's expression...

"However, in the first grade, you wanted to delve into these problems. I can see that you are very smart. Mr. Foley, it would be great if you were sorted into Ravenclaw. Back then, your father was avoided by the Sorting Hat. , being directly assigned to Hufflepuff makes me feel a lot disappointed. I thought that another genius in the Welfare family would be born from Ravenclaw."

Professor Flitwick laughed and filled Eric's already finished tea cup with water.

"At least, he was once sorted into Ravenclaw."

Eric thanked the professor, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Only then did he see the confused and surprised expression on Professor Flitwick's face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Last time you sent me to Dunbu When you were in Principal Lido's office, you told me about my father, and you said that he was divided into two schools."

But Professor Flitwick's next words immediately stunned Eric.

The short Professor Flitwick shook his head, frowned and said with confusion: "This is impossible, Mr. Foley, the Sorting Hat cannot sort a student into two houses. This is the most basic principle. This is also the rule of its thousands of years of sorting. As long as it comes out with the results, wearing that hat will have no effect. And it is impossible for me to tell such a wrong incident. Did you remember it wrong? "

Professor Flitwick looked at Eric with a dull look on his face suspiciously, and said to himself: "And I remember that I didn't say anything to you at that time."

"Not a word!"

After confirming, Flitwick nodded affirmatively to Eric.

After listening to the professor's words, Eric's breath froze, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, falling apart instantly.