Hogwarts time travel

"It's hard to explain in a few words," Harry glanced at the surrounding clouds. "You just need to know that no one around us can be trusted now."

"Those people you thought you could trust could be part of our attack at any moment."

Including you, Harry said to himself.

"I really..." Hermione rubbed her brown hair and messed it up, "What the hell is going on?"

Harry ignored her, and the broomstick broke through the clouds, and a castle standing on a cliff appeared below.

"Hogwarts!" said Hermione, "to ask Professor McGonagall for help?"

"No," Harry shook his head, pressed the broom, and fell into the Forbidden Forest with Hermione.

Looking out through the giant trees in the Forbidden Forest, there is a dilapidated wooden house outside, which used to be Hagrid's hunting lodge, but no one lives there now, after Hagrid retired.

The two cautiously opened the door of the hunting lodge, which had not been opened for a long time, and let out an overwhelmed whine.

The room was a bit dark, with wisps of sunlight projecting into the room through the broken window lattice, and the dust floated freely in the air.

Hermione held her breath, looking at the dilapidated scene around her, thinking of the happy days here in the past, her expression was a little sad.

"Wonder how Hagrid is doing with his brother?" said Hermione. "I haven't seen him in a long time."

"It should be pretty good. Hogwarts has given him quite a pension, which is enough for him to raise his younger brother."

"Is that little brother of his not old enough?" Hermione laughed, remembering the old days.

Suddenly a spell cut through the air soundlessly and hit Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes and fell to the ground neatly, revealing Harry with a calm expression behind her.

"Now I can't be sure whether you can be trusted, so I can only wrong you to sleep here for a while."

Harry sighed, Hermione would have been his greatest strength had it not been for this situation.

However, is that mysterious and unpredictable Voldemort from another world worthy of trust?

Harry couldn't figure it out, and didn't think about it anymore, put on the invisibility cloak he had prepared long ago, and sneaked towards the castle.

It is the day when the students are on vacation, the castle is empty, only the ghosts come out of the walls and enter the walls from time to time.

Most of the characters in the murals on the wall are not in the same place, but have gone to other places.

Harry soon came to an abandoned girls' bathroom, which was the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets and where Voldemort said they first met.

Although technically speaking, he and Voldemort first met in Godric's Hollow, but there is no concealment there, and Harry prefers to believe that the place Voldemort said is here.

Walking in front of the familiar snake-shaped water faucet, Harry was momentarily dazed. Now that he doesn't have Voldemort's soul in his body, and he has also lost the ability to speak snake language, how can he open the passage in front of him?

Harry looked at it tangled, and just when he was considering using violence, a cylindrical passageway suddenly appeared, dark as if inviting Harry.

Sure enough, Voldemort was inside. He sensed Harry's arrival and opened the door for him.

Harry took a deep breath and jumped in.

After a tortuous and dark journey, Harry's body was thrown out of the pipe and landed on the wet and soft ground.

Allowing his eyes to adapt to the environment, Harry lit up the light with his wand and continued to move forward along the passage.

Soon, an open space appeared in front of him. In the center of the open space stood a stale statue of Slytherin. On the bare feet of the statue, lay a black cat.

The black cat seemed to have been waiting for a long time. It raised its body and looked at Harry with its playful eyes.

"How? Feel it?"

"I feel it," Harry nodded, "I was almost plotted against, but their power has an upper limit, right? It's impossible for everyone to be controlled by them."

"Nothing is impossible in this world. The so-called impossible is just that the probability is so low that it cannot be seen, and there is still the possibility of it happening. It's like you are hiding here secretly. A year ago, you would have thought Is it?" Black Cat Old God said in presence.

"No one knows how they did it. We only know that they have achieved their goal quietly. Although your wife and children are normal on the surface, they are likely to be controlled."

"Is there any way to save them?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Just like you," the black cat said, "I couldn't confirm whether you were controlled at first, so I let you see the pictures in the Mirror of Erised with the idea of ​​giving it a try. The way to untie the shackles hidden in the depths of your soul makes you an odd number."

"Don't think too deeply about this method. The Council of the Gods doesn't have such a tight seal. They don't seem to care if someone breaks through the seal and perceives the world differently. That is to say, as long as someone can be like you , seeing this video that reveals the truth about the world, they too will be awakened."

Harry couldn't help being shocked. If he could present this video in front of everyone, wouldn't he be able to achieve his goal easily?

The black cat also sensed Harry's thoughts. He took out a dry arm bone from behind and threw it in front of Harry.

"This is a part of Merlin's arm bone according to the legend. It stores a special power. As long as it is released, it can theoretically become a so-called universal wishing machine and easily achieve your goals."

Harry looked at the bones on the ground and didn't pick them up, but looked at the black cat suspiciously: "What are the side effects of this thing?"

"Of course there is," the black cat said frankly. "Since it is a wishing machine, it follows the principle of paying for what you get in return. As long as you are willing to pay a part of your life force, you will naturally be able to release the power in your arm."

"I can't use it, because the body of this black cat is not mine. I just put my soul on this body temporarily, and I am not qualified to use Merlin's arm at all."

Harry bent down to pick up the arm bone, looked at it carefully, and didn't speak for a while.

"If you don't feel the need to pay these things, you can leave here and go to the street. Those people will touch you, and you will return to the state of the past. The experience of this period will disappear in your memory. You can still be the director of your Auror office, I will find someone else at that time, there is absolutely no need for you to have such a great psychological pressure, as the savior, once is enough."

The black cat spoke abruptly, and walked gracefully to Harry's feet.

"I know," Harry said lightly, "but since I already know the truth, how can I return to the mist?"

"A real Gryffindor, not an ostrich with its head buried in the sand!"

"They will wield their swords, pierce the fog, and bring light to the world!"

Harry's eyes were burning, as if a ray of light had been lit in his pupils.