Hogwarts time travel

"The ongoing meeting has come to an end. The leaders of various countries are conducting final discussions with the representatives of the magical world on the matters determined by the meeting. This will be a meeting that will change the world. A new era has arrived..."

Watching the news on TV, Ron remained silent, and all the high-level members of the magic association also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Compared with the previous Magic Association, the current executives of the Magic Association are younger. After changing their base, they have also purchased many technological products, and TV is one of them.

Since being persuaded by Loya to go back, Ron has been paying attention to the changes in the news.

To his dismay, the world seemed to be slowly getting better.

It's not that Ron doesn't look forward to world peace, it's just that he feels like he's had a soy sauce and hasn't done anything.

In fact, Ron didn't know that, according to the story at the beginning, he was supposed to have a bloody battle with the people from the Paranormal Analysis Department.

The first match will be against that murderous strong man, and Ron will win miserably.

The second meeting with that woman, Ron would pay with one hand.

The third match was with that gray-haired middle-aged man, and Ron would pay a heavier price than one hand.

And these, Luo Ya would not know, Ron can only bear it alone.

In other words, Ron managed to avoid the original tragic ending, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

Everyone in the magic association came back to their senses, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Muggles and the wizarding world have reached peace, and the most embarrassing thing is their group of former rebels.

The meeting didn't mention their group, which made them all of a sudden have nothing to do with each other.

Maybe the purpose of the meeting is to let them disperse automatically and consciously, and to avoid having to judge their actions.

You must know that the Magic Association has also done a lot of evil things in order to achieve strategic goals.

"Go home." George patted Fred on the shoulder, "At least we lived to see the dawn."

Fred nodded silently. During this time, too many people fell down on the way to dawn. Compared with these people, they are undoubtedly lucky.

"Come back with me." Jane walked to Ron and said softly to him.

Ron looked back at her in a daze, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Do you have time for me to go back and have a look?"

……

"Department of Mysteries." A soft female voice sounded, the elevator opened, and Loya walked into the corridor of the Department of Affairs.

When Luo Ya came last time, there were still people receiving him, but this time he was the only one left.

Loya pushed open the door at the end of the corridor and saw twelve stone doors in the rotunda.

He closed his eyes, and soon noticed a familiar aura in one of the doors.

This breath is very similar to the time converter and the boat of time.

Stepping open the stone door again, behind the door is a resplendent hall.

The resplendent feeling does not come from the decoration, but the reflection of the glass.

With the passage running through the hall as the central axis, there are various clocks on both sides, some are hung on a separate wall, some are placed on the ground as wall clocks, and some are placed on the table. It runs on its own, making crisp or dull clock sounds.

These voices are not neat and irregular, and you may not feel anything when you first listen to them, but after a long time, you will feel flustered and short of breath, and even dizzy, and finally faint.

In this space, the time is repeatedly arranged by these various clocks. Because of the inconsistency of the clock time, it becomes distorted and chaotic, and because of the unique rules of this space, it returns to calm.

The thing that suppresses time in this room is the clock on the table at the end of the passage.

On the surface, it looks like an upside-down bell-shaped glass cover, with no hands on it, but a small life inside the glass cover—a bird.

The bird floated and sunk in the silvery air currents that rolled in the glass enclosure. At first it was just an egg at the bottom of the glass enclosure, but as the air current rose, it gradually cracked, and then the bird was born, gradually plumped up, and then gradually changed. It dries up, ages, and finally turns into a scorched black mass, disappearing into ashes.

The ashes fell and condensed into bird eggs under the action of the airflow, repeating everything just now.

The clock in front of him represents the time.

Loya stood in front of the clock, closed his eyes, and stopped moving.

As time goes by, the human heartbeat that Loya originally imitated was replaced by the sound of "click click" clocks. The whole person is like a human-shaped clock, which complements many clocks and blends into one in the gradually magnificent and magnificent sound of clocks.

The next moment, Loya disappeared, and he took the place of the bird in the glass cover, floating and sinking with the push of the airflow.

The airflow itself is the presentation of time, swallowed and digested by Loya, and finally disappears without a trace.

The outer glass cover gradually became transparent and blurred, turning into an invisible glass cover, covering Loya's body.

Loya stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air.

"Click-"

The sound of a clock standing still.

All the ticking of the clocks in the hall disappeared without a trace, and in the silence, a group of mute men in black robes rushed into the room in panic.

"Who are you?" the leader of the silent man yelled in panic, because he saw the man sitting on the table that was originally a glass clock, but the clock disappeared without a trace.

This clock has existed longer than the Ministry of Magic. Rumor has it that the entire Ministry of Magic buildings are built around this clock.

Loya ignored him, slowly opened his eyes, and a golden clock was in his eyes.

With the swing of Loya's hand, the ticking of the clock resounded throughout the hall again, but this time the speed became extremely fast, and all the ticking sounded crazily, converging into a deafening roar comparable to an orchestra.

Following the maddening sound, all the silent people instantly realized that their consciousness had separated from their bodies. Although their consciousness was running forward, their bodies stayed in place.

Not only that, but the body is also rapidly aging and decaying, disintegrating and destroying like a dry tree, turning into a fly ash that is blown by the wind.

"No—" All the silent people screamed in pain at the same time, and what responded to them was Loya's hand pushing forward.

Consciousness retreated, and the body was also reorganized and filled in the fly ash, turning into the original appearance full of flesh and blood, and then rolled away from the entire room.

All the mute people who were kicked out of the hall were still in shock, stroking their bodies repeatedly, immersed in the painful feeling just now.

"Shall we go in?" said one of the Reticents suddenly.

There was no response, only silence.

In the hall, Scarlet Royal Court suddenly spoke.

"Are you recovered now?"

"Probably recovered." Loya touched his cheek, a look of indifference flashed in his eyes.