Hogwarts time travel

The Hogwarts Express traveled along the steep mountains, across the lake, through the grass, and finally slowed down gradually at the bottom of a steep cliff. Hermione also raised her head in surprise and looked up. A castle stood majestically under the night, as if The eternal guard silently overlooks everything around him.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione got off the express, walked through the thorny path, and a spacious open space came into view.

The clearing was originally home to carriages pulled by Thestrals, but they disappeared without a trace as expected. It seemed that even if the world was ending, Hagrid would not let his animals run wild.

Without the Thestral carriage, this section of the road could only be walked on two feet. Hermione frowned more and more as she looked at the overgrown weeds under her feet.

Every year, students will enter Hogwarts Castle through this road. With Hagrid's diligence, it is impossible to make this place so desolate, but now it is overgrown with weeds, which makes Hermione's heart shudder.

At least everything in front of us can prove that Hogwarts has not had students enter for a long time, or it has changed the way students enter the school.

Taken to the extreme, it could also indicate that Hogwarts is no longer in operation.

No matter how long the road is, there is an end. Hermione walked out of the path, and Hogwarts Castle was right in front of her eyes.

Pushing open the gate of the castle with great effort, Hermione didn't know how heavy the gate of the castle was until now, and it was impossible for ordinary people to push it open.

The reason why Hermione was able to push away was probably related to what she ate in the River of Time.

There was no one in the auditorium, and the tables were messed up. It seemed that there had been a hearty banquet just now. The banner fell to the ground, half hung on the wall, and it read "Congratulations to Gryffindor for getting the House Cup".

It turned out to be a banquet at the end of the semester. For some unknown reason, the banquet was forced to be suspended, and everyone left the castle, leaving only the chaotic scene.

There were no house elves to clean up, and the food had spoiled. Hermione pinched her nose and walked away. After thinking for a moment, she walked towards the basement.

That's where the Hufflepuff Lounge is, and that's where the Castle Kitchen goes.

Hermione wanted to see the house-elves, maybe she could get some information from these wizard-dependent races.

Scratching at the pear mural in the basement, as the pear laughed, a stone door appeared, which was the kitchen door of Hogwarts.

Gently pushing the door open, a strange smell came over her face. Hermione opened the door for a while until the smell faded before she dared to walk in cautiously.

The walls were covered with suspicious black-purple paint, and a long table was placed in the middle of the kitchen, which was filled with various ingredients. Hermione noticed that they seemed to be vegetables, and there was no trace of meat, even Neither does dairy.

These ingredients are very fresh, it seems that they have not been prepared for a long time, but since there are no students here, why prepare these ingredients?

They don't look like they were prepared for the auditorium, after all, there is still a lot of kitchen waste in the auditorium that has not been cleaned up.

As if to answer Hermione's doubts, there was a deep and strange laugh, and a group of gray elves poured out from a small door, immediately surrounding Hermione in the middle.

Their expressions were joyful, or simply ecstatic, and they kept sniffing at Hermione with their crooked noses, which made Hermione embarrassed and disgusted.

There is no way, they have a strange smell, which is exactly the same as when they first entered the kitchen, and it makes people feel disgusted for no reason.

"Are you a Hogwarts student? We haven't seen anyone for a long time, and you are the first person we saw."

An elf stared straight at her with round eyes, which made her a little uncomfortable.

But the elf's words undoubtedly touched on Hermione's concern, and she hurriedly asked, "How long has it been since you saw a Hogwarts student?"

"It's been about ten years, I can't tell, maybe a few years, maybe longer." Another elf said, his words were confused and illogical.

"Do you know why they left?" Hermione asked quickly.

"Oh, we don't know, they ate, ate and left. Everyone left together because they didn't like the food we made?" an elf said, with tears streaming down his round eyes, " We can change it, please give us some comments!"

Don't even elves know?Hermione had a headache and ignored the elves.

Seeing that Hermione didn't speak, they continued on their own: "Since the students don't like the food we make, let them turn it into food themselves, so that they can understand our feelings."

"What?" Hermione looked at them in astonishment, their expressions were still joyful and happy, but they grabbed Hermione's body, and a group of elves lifted her and put her on the long table.

An elf put on a chef's hat and climbed onto the long table. The blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand brushed slightly across Hermione's face, as if looking for the angle to cut the knife.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Hermione screamed, but her hands and feet were restrained, so she could only cry out weakly.

At this moment, she also understood why there was no meat on the long table. It turned out that the students were regarded as meat!

"You are the same as them, you can only scream helplessly," said the elf with the knife, "you are also different from them, you look much more delicious."

"Didn't they leave? How could you catch the students?" Hermione suddenly regained her composure and asked the elf lightly.

The elf seemed very dissatisfied with Hermione's calmness, and suddenly lost the thought of using the knife, and instead answered her question.

"They came back again, but they couldn't use magic anymore. I broke one of their wands at once, just as easily as breaking their fingers." The elf had a happy look on his face, and regarded this as a rare experience in his life .

"Elves cannot defy wizards. This is an unbreakable oath signed by your ancestors and wizards. How did you break through?" Hermione asked curiously.

"We have not broken our oath," said the elf cheerfully. "These students are no longer wizards, and they cannot use magic."

Hermione felt cold all over her body, and she felt as if she had touched some terrible truth.

The wizard's ability to cast spells was taken away...

This is not just a simple matter of wizards being unable to cast spells, it represents a series of domino-like effects behind it.

Wizards are no longer called wizards, and the order they once established will also disintegrate. Those races that have been defeated by wizards, house elves, and goblins will retaliate wildly against wizards, and the law of secrecy will follow. As the Ministry of Magic collapsed and became empty talk, the wizarding world and the Muggle world collided without buffer.

Although Hermione knew that wizards and Muggles seemed to have reached an agreement in some way, the result did not seem to be very good. Human civilization then encountered a more terrifying enemy, an enemy that caught the wizarding world and Muggles off guard.