Hogwarts time travel

Nick floated over and saw that it was indeed a Gryffindor, lying on the ground clutching his legs in pain.

"Ah, what's going on?"

Nick drifted a little closer, and found that he still knew this Gryffindor. He was a second-year student. He seemed to be called Neville. He was a daredevil with a poor memory. He was often locked out of the lounge because he forgot the password.

"Sir Nick..." Neville said painfully, "My leg hurts..."

"Then what should I do?" Nick asked worriedly, seeing that Neville's expression didn't seem fake.

Although he had been in this castle for hundreds of years, he still maintained a kind heart and didn't feel that Neville was lying.

And the child Neville is not like other Gryffindors, and he has no bad deeds.

"Is there somewhere I can rest?" Neville said.

The people hiding aside covered their faces, you are too obvious.

"A place to rest..." Nick looked around, looked at the huge mural, and fell into memory.

"There is indeed a place to rest here."

Nick floated around the mural three times, and a wooden door appeared on the wall out of thin air, falling into everyone's eyes.

"This is the Room of Response, also known as the Room of Come and Go. As long as you walk here three times and think about the style of the room you want, this door will appear." Nick looked at the wooden door with emotion. There is still a chance to open this house after death.

"Thank you so much." Neville stood up and said to Nick with a smile.

"Huh? Didn't your leg hurt..." Nick looked at Connor in surprise, but saw two figures jumping out of the corner.

Silver: "Forget nothing!"

Samantha: "Phantom banger!"

Connor immediately disappeared and hid around the corner.

Nick was in a trance for a while, and when his translucent eyes regained focus again, he had already forgotten the memory just now.

"Huh? Why am I here?" Nick rubbed his head blankly, "Is it really the reason why I'm so sad..."

Suddenly, Nick seemed to remember something, and left the eighth floor anxiously.

Ginny laughed: "Perfect!"

"Let's go in!"

A group of people walked into the Room of Requirement, and the wooden door in the corridor disappeared without a trace.

……

"Sir, can I enter Hogwarts here?" the vampire asked Quirrell.

The current vampires are all wearing suspicious black robes, standing on the streets of Hogsmeade village, waiting quietly for Quirrell's answer.

Quirrell stood in front, and the radiance released by the ball in his hand pointed far ahead, which was the direction of the Honeydukes Candy Store.

Although Hogwarts is hidden, Hogsmeade can be found. If Hogsmeade can be found, Hogwarts can be found.

A group of vampires pried open the door of the candy store with ease, and it was quiet inside. All the candies were lying quietly on the shelves. Some vampires couldn't help but took some and put them in their pockets.

Quirrell turned a blind eye to this. It is not easy for these vampires under him to obey orders, so don't expect them to have strict military discipline.

Quirrell walked to the cellar of the candy store following Guanghui's guidance. After entering, the strong candy smell made Quirrell unconsciously feel a toothache.

In one corner of the cellar, move the cargo box to reveal a trapdoor.

This is the tunnel to Hogwarts!

Quirrell became excited unconsciously, and looked back at the vampires under him.

"Finch." A vampire with fashionable red hair came forward, candy still stuffed in his pocket.

"gentlemen."

"After entering Hogwarts, follow the map I gave you in advance, and go to the lounges of various colleges to create chaos. You don't want to kill anyone, just attracting attention is enough."

"Yes, sir."

"Fenner?" A female vampire with red hair also stepped forward.

"gentlemen."

"Did those blood beasts bring them?"

"Take it, sir."

"Release the blood beasts as soon as you enter Hogwarts, let them attack indiscriminately, and create as much chaos as possible."

"Yes, sir."

Quirrell stayed behind, watching the vampires file into the tunnel, and he followed quietly at the end.

In the corridor on the third floor, a statue of a one-eyed witch made an ear-piercing sound, a large hole was torn open in its abdomen, and a group of vampires quietly appeared in Hogwarts.

"According to the plan." All the vampires said yes and dispersed in the night.

……

"Syver, can you stop playing?" Connor stood in the corridor speechlessly, watching Sylvia walking back and forth in the corridor.

"This is not a game, this is an experiment." Silver glanced at Connor, "I want to see where the limits of this Room of Requirement lie."

"Then where is its limit?" Samantha said sensiblely.

Silver nodded to Samantha in satisfaction, and looked at Connor, "This Room of Requirement can only conjure things that have existed in the wizarding world, and it knows nothing about the Muggle world, even if I try my best to imagine It can only conjure up an empty shell with a superficial appearance, in short, this Room of Response is not so omnipotent.”

"It can only be used as a safe house at best, and this is its maximum limit."

Seeing that such a miraculous house was belittled to nothing by Xiwell, Ginny, as a native of the magic world, wanted to make some excuses, but found that she had no reason, so she simply shut up.

Just as the four of them were about to go back, there was a violent explosion.

"boom--"

Ginny's footing was unstable, and she sat down on the ground, but she didn't care, but looked at the direction of the sound in horror. Isn't that the Gryffindor lounge?

"What's going on?" Connor yelled in surprise, he was still in Neville's form.

"It's not like the Weasley brothers' fireworks, theirs aren't as loud." Silver cracked a bad joke, but no one was in the mood to laugh.

Samantha said immediately, "Go to the Room of Requirement."

Everyone nodded one after another. At their age, they might not be able to help much. Protecting themselves is the greatest help.

……

Hermione still continued her lessons today, and every night after the activities in the club, she would go to the principal's office and ask Stigarle to explain magic to her.

Stigar is a great teacher, at least better than Dumbledore, which is why Hermione's strength has improved by leaps and bounds recently.

"Your theoretical study is almost done." Stigall said with a smile on his arms.

Strange to say, it was obviously a teenager's body, but Stigarl had an inexplicable kindness when he smiled.

Dumbledore handed over snacks and drinks like a dog, leaving Hermione speechless.

"Mr. Stigart, Mr. Dumbledore, I'm going back to rest."

Hermione stood up, ready to say goodbye and leave.

"boom--"

Almost the next moment, a violent explosion sounded, and the direction the sound came from...

It's the Gryffindor lounge!

Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if a certain switch was turned on, and the sound of explosions sounded one after another, as lively as the New Year.

Dumbledore listened carefully, not too panicked, the sound was just the sound of the Explosive Curse hitting the wall, and the information he received indicated that the lounges were not broken.

"I'm calling back all the professors who are away." Dumbledore stood up with a sullen face. "It seems that we are going to war with them!"