Hogwarts time travel

Hermione was startled when she heard the man's address, who is he?Why do you call yourself that?

An ominous premonition enveloped her, Hermione looked nervously at the room, a graceful young woman came out slowly, looked at Hermione in surprise.

She was surprised, why did the child in front of her look so much like herself when she was young?

Recalling the past, it seemed like yesterday, she smiled and asked, "I think you are very familiar, what's the matter, child?"

"I...you..." Hermione felt that her tongue was a little knotted, and it took a long time before she spoke with difficulty: "Are you married? With him?"

The young woman looked at Hermione in surprise, why did this sound so strange?

"Of course, isn't that what most people go through? I'm no exception."

The young woman invited Hermione to sit down, offered refreshments, and began to chatter about her past.

For some reason, she felt that the girl in front of her was particularly hit with each other, probably because the two looked so similar.

"After I graduated from Oxford, I met my husband through a friend's introduction. He is good-looking and very connotative. I feel very happy to be with him." The young woman said with a smile.

Hermione looked at each other in disbelief, Oxford?When I was a child, I thought about going to Oxford, but that was a long time ago. After I received the admission letter from Hogwarts, Oxford had long been forgotten by me.

But what happened to this self in front of her? How did she go to Oxford?

"But what about magic?" Hermione couldn't help asking.

"Magic?" The young woman was taken aback, then looked at Hermione strangely, "That was my fantasy when I was very young, and I stopped playing magic games when I was in middle school."

She thought the girl in front of her was very mature, but she didn't expect that she would still believe in magic in the world.

"Magic game?" Hermione jumped up, but sat back down feeling inappropriate. "Magic is not a game! Ma'am!"

With that said, Hermione raised her wand, and with a flick of her wand, everything in the living room floated.

Looking at the weightless scene in the whole living room, the young woman opened her eyes wide. She looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and was suddenly speechless.

She stood up suddenly, walked to those things, waved her hands up and down, left and right, trying to find the silk thread that pulled them.

But it was undoubtedly futile, the young woman was silent for a while, and looked at Hermione.

"Is this the latest anti-gravity technology?"

"What...gravity?" Hermione was a little confused.

"Anti-gravity." The young woman regained her composure, as if she had seen through Hermione's "magic".

"I heard that a company has been researching anti-gravity technology, but I didn't expect that their scientific research level has reached this point, and they can actually produce the real thing. Now the difficulty is probably mass production?"

"But we can't help you. My husband and I are just teachers of politics and law at Oxford University, but we have no national relationship."

Hermione was a little helpless by the other party's self-talk. Are all adults so stubborn?

In fact, it is not that adults are stubborn, but that the more knowledge they have, the thicker the cognitive barrier will be formed. It is difficult to break through a short-term impact, but once broken, it will definitely be an earth-shaking impact on the world view.

So Hermione was going to give her a shock.

With a wave of Hermione's wand, everything returned to its original position, and then she pointed at the cat-shaped statue on the cabinet. The gray-white statue suddenly moved, and the vivid cat's head rubbed against her shoulders, as if to relieve the fatigue accumulated over the years. Look, he jumped into the arms of the young woman.

She froze, her body remained in the embrace, she did not dare to move, and let the cat-shaped statue stretch comfortably in her arms.

She felt the statue's cold touch, but saw it move like a living thing, and the weirdness made her terrified and excited.

"This... what kind of new technology is this?" She trembled.

"This isn't technology, it's magic." Hermione said, pointing again, the statue's gray skin faded, and soft down grew, covering the cat's skin. After a while, it completely turned into a big ginger cat.

"Ah!" The young woman let go of her hand in fright, the big cat fell suddenly, adjusted its posture in mid-air, landed on all fours firmly, raised its head and yelled at her dissatisfied.

"This... this..." She was so surprised that she couldn't speak, she was sure that the soft touch just now was the cat's body.

But how is this possible?

Is it really magic, as the child said?

Her worldview was shaken.

"Mrs. Granger..." Hermione said, the transparent man opened his mouth, but after seeing the big ginger cat bouncing around on the ground, he closed his mouth resolutely.

Granger, just Granger, this kind of weirdo who knows magic, it's better not to provoke him.

So even though Hermione had changed her surname with her, she'd better be Granger now.

As long as the weirdo is happy.

"Give me your hand, I think I know what's going on."

Mrs. Granger stretched out her hand as she said, and Hermione clasped her palm on the other person's body. She closed her eyes and felt for a while, then released her hand with a strange expression.

Without magic power, there is no magic power in this Hermione in front of her, just like an ordinary Muggle.

But how could Hermione be a Muggle?

She suddenly remembered the parallel world that Loya once said. Could it be that this is not a future, but a completely parallel world?

Does the life-severing future also represent a parallel world?

Hermione felt a little better, but she was still a little depressed, which meant that her possible train of thought had been cut off, and she had to find her train of thought again.

"Mom?" A little girl carved in pink and jade staggered out of the house, and immediately saw the big cat rolling on the ground.

"Maomao!" The girl jumped forward in surprise, but was caught by the girl's father swiftly in mid-air, and hugged her in his arms.

"Well, let's not get close to it... Ross..."

Ross?Such a common name.

Hermione looked at the girl with complicated eyes. Although it was a parallel world, she was also the child's mother in a certain way.

Weird to think about.

"Well, my mind is a little messed up. What happened, why...why did you come to me?" Mrs. Granger recovered from the shock just now, and looked at Hermione nervously and expectantly.

Could it be that the admission letter from the magic school was over 20 years late?

Is it too late?Should I demand compensation from the school according to the law?Do their magicians have such laws?Don't let me go to school... But what about Ross?child so small...

Mrs. Granger was thinking wildly, and Hermione smiled wryly.

"It wasn't long before I realized...it's like this. I am you in a parallel world. In that world, I am a witch and I go to a magic school."

"Magic school?"

"That's right, Hogwarts, the best wizarding school in the world."