Hogwarts time travel

The elf seemed to be aroused by Hermione, and continued dancing, "These students are very timid. They hide in the castle and don't dare to go out. They seem to be afraid of something called a witch. Outside the castle, every day, you can't go out." There was an earth-shattering noise, and the students hid in the castle, not daring to go out..."

Hermione narrowed her eyes, a witch?

The elf's mood changed very quickly. After talking about witches and monsters, he suddenly fell down, and his eyes overflowed with tears, "Many of our companions were eaten by those witches and monsters..."

"So..." The elf's expression turned fierce, "We want to eat you too!"

What the hell kind of logic is this?

Hermione looked at the grey-skinned little monster in front of her speechlessly, and sighed.

"I don't have time to play with you..."

"Ah—" The house elves who restrained Hermione's hands and feet screamed and retracted their hands. The gray and thin palms disappeared from the wrists, and the fractures were as clean as a mirror, as if the palms did not exist in the first place. like.

"Crack, la la!" Seeing that his companion was injured, the house-elf holding a kitchen knife immediately swung the knife at Hermione in a rage.

The kitchen knife fell in front of Hermione, but was blocked by an invisible wall the next moment, preventing her from getting an inch.

Hermione had expected this a long time ago. Ever since she was caught by the elf, the ball handed to her by the afterimage in her arms began to become hot. Hermione's consciousness was unconsciously connected to it, and she obtained a special time side. strength.

This is the life-saving means that Loya gave Hermione.

Suddenly, Hermione's scalp tingled, and a great sense of crisis came to her heart.

Before he had time to think about it, the ball in his arms exploded with extremely high temperature, and Hermione disappeared on the long table in an instant.

In the next second, a huge shadow enveloped the kitchen, and all the house elves trembled, as if they had seen something terrifying.

The leading house-elf tremblingly raised his skinny fingers, trying to repel the black shadow with magic, but his fingertips only made a weak "beep" sound, which failed to cause any waves.

The elf's eyes were full of despair. Sure enough, in a world where such a guy exists, magic has become a legend?

The darkness completely covered the kitchen, and the sound of bones breaking and chewing came from the darkness.

Soon the darkness receded like a tide, and the entire kitchen returned to an empty state, as if no life had ever existed.

Outside the castle, Hermione appeared out of nowhere, cold sweat dripped down her forehead unconsciously, feeling like she was alive after the catastrophe.

The sense of fear just now seemed as if every cell in the body was screaming for escape, like an animal in nature encountering a natural enemy.

The nemesis of the wizard...

What attracted them, could it be the ball in his hand?

Hermione was thoughtful. Although she was not very clear about the situation, the ball might not be used as a conventional method.

Hermione entered the castle again, this time she chose to visit the headmaster's office.

Walking in the corridors of Hogwarts, Hermione felt very weird, but she couldn't tell what was weird.

It seems that something is missing.

Suddenly, Hermione looked at the mural on the wall. There was a landscape painting of a hillside. Two-thirds of the picture was vacated, making the picture look a bit empty.

But Hermione knew that Hogwarts never hung any landscape paintings. This painting turned out to have characters in it!

At this time, Hermione also noticed what was wrong. All the murals in Hogwarts, except for some non-intelligent magical animals, all the characters in them disappeared. It seemed that something terrible drove them out.

There are also ghosts, these existences that are active among the castles, and you can see one every time you walk a certain distance on weekdays, but now you have never seen them, as if they did not exist in the first place.

Everything is like a Muggle school, but this is Hogwarts, how can it be the same as a Muggle?

Hermione walked faster and faster, and soon arrived at the door of the principal's office.

The heads of the two stone beasts at the door of the principal's office were smashed, and the gravel was scattered all over the ground, revealing the deep stairs leading to the principal's office on the top floor.

Hermione took a deep breath and walked up the stairs on the gravel.

The door of the principal's office was pushed open, and the interior still maintained the style of the past when the owner was still there. The four walls were covered with books, and the entire space was planned into a steeple shape, and the books around seemed to reach the ceiling.

There was an open book on the desk, and beside it was a half-glass of black liquid—it used to be coffee.

Thirty years later, even though Hermione has great confidence in Dumbledore, she doesn't think Dumbledore can still serve as the principal of the school.

The new principal should be Professor McGonagall. As the vice-principal, it is basically natural for the principal to succeed him after he leaves.

It couldn't be Snape, could it?

Sure enough, Hermione saw Professor McGonagall's signature on the title page of the book on the table.

Hermione sat down in the office chair and opened the desk drawer.

The drawer was unlocked, and there was a piece of parchment lying quietly inside, as if waiting for Hermione to check it.

Hermione opened the parchment, and inside was a trend chart showing a sharp decline in the number of new Hogwarts enrollments.

Since three years ago, fewer and fewer students were enrolled. In the year recorded on this parchment, only thirty students were enrolled.

But another record is very different. According to the records from the Ministry of Magic, there are nearly ten thousand children who become wizards due to the awakening of magic power every year.

The difference of nearly ten thousand, where did those little wizards go?

Hermione looked at the book on the table, opened it gently, and suddenly found a trace of incongruity in the spine of the book.

Inside was a handwritten letter with chilling contents.

"Many children have been taken away, and parents have been hit by the Forgetting Curse..."

"The children were wiped of all traces of their existence, and only the records of the Ministry of Magic can prove their existence..."

"They seem to have been transformed into some kind of unobservable existence. When many Aurors encounter them, they just turn black before their eyes disappear, and they are hunting wizards!"

"There are Aurors casting spells on their approximate locations, but facing them, it's like a Muggle fighting a dementor. We are deprived of the ability to cast spells, and we can only splash a little spark on the tip of the wand."

"As their numbers increased (we could roughly perceive their numbers), our ability to cast spells was completely deprived, and we became like ordinary Muggles."

"Fortunately, the way they perceive wizards seems to be magic power. As long as they don't use magic, they won't find us..."

"But we also found that their feeding habits seem to be changing..."

"They're attacking Muggles..."

Unobservable... for wizards...

Hermione's eyes widened, could it be the means of the Council of Gods?

Facing humans and wizards, the Council of the Gods has developed a special insecticide for wizards just like humans face pests and diseases. This monster is almost completely restrained against wizards. to their muggles...