Hogwarts time travel

Helpless and alone, isn't this group of people returning from the inner world to the outer world the best cheap labor?

They can't even escape here, after all, the outside environment is not suitable for human survival at all.

Hermione gasped, watched the people around her being driven onto the bicycles, and looked back with stern eyes, "Am I going here too?"

"Of course..." The staff nodded as they should, but suddenly paused, holding the earphones with their hands and listening, their expressions changed slightly, "The sage wants to see you."

"We also want to see the sage!" shouted a man who was being carried on a bicycle.

"Bang——" the guard with a weapon swung him to the ground, and dragged him away expressionlessly. The noisy crowd around him fell silent for a moment.

"Since you don't want to work, you can only use it as a material." The staff member said coldly, turning his gaze to Hermione, "Follow me."

Hermione looked at the panicked and helpless people, and shook her head helplessly. The farmer bought a piglet that would eat and drink well before it was fattened up. How could it start exploiting people after they were caught?

Don't take it easy?

Following the cold-looking staff, they left the stronghold and walked on the barren moon.

While the people in front were not paying attention, Hermione reached out and touched the ground, and only touched a layer of rough soil, which seemed to be real.

The staff took Hermione to a clock tower. This British-style clock tower was not tall and stood alone on the barren lunar surface. Maybe this kind of building is not surprising in London, England, but in this kind of place, it looks very special. weird.

It seems that his master arranged it like this on purpose.

After bringing Hermione to the door, the staff turned and left. Hermione stood at the door and blinked, maybe she could turn and leave.

As if sensing Hermione's thoughts, the door opened suddenly, revealing the dark room behind.

Hermione knew that she had been found, and she strode in without being stage frightened.

The space is occupied by an entire spiral upward staircase, and from the gap of the staircase, only a dark color can be seen.

Hermione stepped up the creaking stairs, and as her steps went up, the wall lamps on the surrounding walls lit up, as if guiding Hermione forward.

Walking to the top floor, there is a piece of green grass in front of you, and the dome above your head is shining with countless stars, making you feel as if you are in a dream.

In the middle of this dreamlike scene, a figure in a black cloak stood with Hermione's back.

"Hello, are you a sage?" Hermione walked up to the top floor and asked cautiously.

"..." The sage turned around, his face was covered with beards, making it difficult to see his demeanor clearly, but those eyes that twinkled like stars were impressive all of a sudden.

Even if it's just the first meeting, it will be unforgettable for a long time.

"What do you want me to do?" Hermione continued to ask.

"Nothing." The sage said, his voice was deep and magnetic, "I'm just curious about how an outsider got here."

Did he see Hermione's identity?

Hermione's heart trembled, but it wasn't surprising to think about it. Since she wanted to save all mankind, she would naturally know the information about the savior. A black household like Hermione would of course be discovered.

"I don't think Hermione is considered an outsider." Hermione thought for a while and said.

She still wanted to extract some information from the other party.

"Of course Hermione is not, she is one of my best friends," the sage said with burning eyes, "but you, Hermione, may not be."

Horrified, Hermione raised the wand in her hand, but a huge suction force snatched the wand from her hand between lightning and flint.

The sage snatched the wand from Hermione's hand, looked at it carefully, and did not speak for a long time.

"You..." Hermione was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sage.

The sage looked at the wand in front of him with complicated eyes, and sighed deeply.

"Fourteen inches, vine wood, dragon heart tendons, I thought I'd never see it again."

"Have you ever seen a wand like this before?"

"Little girl, stop spying on me, just as you think, its owner is Hermione."

"But it's not you, it's you from us."

Hermione was not surprised that her counterpart would appear in this world, so she was not surprised, so she asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"She sacrificed." The sage said calmly, but Hermione felt his heart like a stormy sea behind his calm tone.

"Because of what?"

"For the sake of the present and the future." The sage said flatly, "During the process of breaking free from the other world, Hermione and Ron left to cover me, and I only had time to take their children."

"child?"

"Lily, there are a few more, you will get to know them later, and you should become good friends with them."

"Okay, sage, I have a question for you."

"You mean those people?"

"They will contribute to the stronghold in their own way, and their sacrifices are valuable."

Hermione looked into the sage's eyes: "But that's not what you said at the beginning? Isn't this a deception? They never thought they would be sacrificed."

The sage was silent for a moment, then turned around and looked at the starry sky above his head: "This is for the greater good."

Hermione's pupils shrank, why is this sentence so familiar?

According to the rules of the parallel world that Loya once said, generally speaking, those who have made great achievements in this world will also be great in another world.

Recalling the sentence just now, is this sage the leader of the Witch Party—Grindelwald?

But he said he was familiar with Hermione and Ron, who was that?

Is it...

Hermione left, and the sage stood alone among the stars in the sky, as if he was the only one left in the world.

After a long time, the sage suddenly stretched out his hand to press his forehead, and a layer of flesh-colored film was smoothly peeled off, revealing the smooth skin behind, just like a middle-aged man in his 30s.

The middle-aged man looked serious and indifferent, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling and he couldn't see him panicking. His emerald green eyes were calm, and the most noticeable thing was his forehead, where a lightning-shaped scar stood out.

Harry Potter!The British savior of the last century, the hero who ended Voldemort's dark reign with his own hands, why did he appear here and hide his identity?

Harry's eyes were in a trance, as if he had traveled through time and saw everything that happened in the past again.

It was a quiet afternoon, and the whole world, whether it was the magic world or the non-magic world, had entered an era of peace.

After graduating from Hogwarts, Harry joined the Ministry of Magic and became an Auror. When he was finishing his task, he suddenly felt a burning pain on his forehead.

The source of the severe pain...is that lightning-shaped scar!