Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The golden pocket watch gleamed on the table, and through the pointer and gaps one could vaguely see the even brighter red magic stone inside.

Kyle looked at Nico, "Is it fixed now?"

"The process went smoothly." Nico said with a smile, "It went smoother than I expected. There was not a single mistake."

This time, not only Kyle, but all the principals around couldn't help it. They all came over and stretched their necks to look at the table.

"Is this the time-turner?" Phineas smacked his lips.

"Nonsense." Armando Dippet beside him glanced at him, "What else is it, a fork?"

"What I mean is, can such a small thing really take people back a hundred years?" Phineas rarely opposed Armando, and his eyes were always fixed on the golden pocket watch.

"Why, you want to use it." Armando laughed, "Unfortunately, the portrait cannot use the time converter."

"Whoever wants to use it, I'll just ask...is that not okay?" Phineas jumped up and down.

"Indeed, it is possible." At this time, a witch's voice came from behind the two of them, "It's okay even longer."

"Amazing, worthy of the work of Salazar Slytherin."

“No, only the framework remains, but most of it has been modified, so strictly speaking, it is now a different work.

"And using the Philosopher's Stone as the core... although it's a bit extravagant, it's a very good idea. It can minimize the risk, which is really good."

"It's a great pleasure to receive your compliment." Nico smiled, "But I must admit that without this crucial framework, I would not be able to replicate this time converter."

"That is quite fair to say," said Phineas. "Salazar Slytherin's wisdom is unrivaled."

He held his head high, looking proud.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

"It's just a little too extravagant." The voice continued, "It's just a core that provides magic power. There are many ways to replace it."

"But for now, finding the substitute you mentioned is more troublesome than making a Philosopher's Stone." Nico shook his head and said, "At least we can find all the materials needed for the Philosopher's Stone."

"You're right... Salazar also thought of using the Philosopher's Stone as a source of magic power, but the magic world couldn't find any trace of the phoenix at the time, so he had to use another method."

"Ha, you sound like you're there." Phineas couldn't help but look back, "Can you please stop bragging..."

Phineas' words stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked like a rooster with its neck strangled, with his mouth open but no sound coming out.

After a long while, he finally managed to squeeze out some movement from his throat.

"Raven...Ravenclaw?"

"It's me." Rowena Ravenclaw nodded calmly.

She moved her gaze from the Time Turner to Phineas, "Are you the Headmaster of Hogwarts as well?"

"Yes, yes, about a hundred years ago," said Phineas nervously.

"Oh." Rowena Ravenclaw nodded and said nothing.

Armando dragged him behind with disgust, "Ms. Ravenclaw, I didn't expect you to be in school..."

"You can also pretend that I'm not here." Rowena Ravenclaw said without any expression on her face, "And I won't be involved in any decisions made in the school."

"You're joking." Another headmistress said excitedly, "We are all very willing to receive your guidance, and I believe the current headmistress is the same."

"No, I won't do that." Rowena Ravenclaw shook her head and said, "I am just a memory that shouldn't be here. I don't want to, and I can't, interfere with any decision made during this time."

"Then why did you show up this time?"

"In order to solve the problem left over from before." Ravenclaw did not explain, but just looked at the time turner again.

The others were confused, but Kyle could probably understand a little.

This time-turner was left behind by Salazar Slytherin, and strictly speaking it is also something that "should not exist".

This is probably the reason why Ravenclaw showed up... If Kyle's guess is correct, this thing will never appear again after he brings it back to Dumbledore this time.

"Do you still have any questions?"

Kyle noticed the Ravenclaw suddenly looking at him.

"Do I need to do any preparation?" he asked quickly. "I remember you told me to stay away from the time turner as much as possible."

"I still give you this advice now," Ravenclaw said. "But...if you insist on going, remember to keep a clear head. But you seem to have prepared for this. Is it the Reset Potion...or some other name?"

Kyle looked at Nico.

"Yes." Nico nodded and explained, "It's the potion you drank earlier. It can make your mind unaffected by time. Even if there are two 'selves', you can keep your mind independent."

"That's no problem."

"Wait a minute." Kyle whispered, "If it was a hundred years ago, it seems that there was no second me...even my father was not born at that time."

"This effect is more than just adding an extra 'self'." Ravenclaw explained patiently: "In a sense, returning to the past that you have not experienced is more dangerous than normal time travel. Without the protection of the potion, you will gradually forget everything and get lost in the past."

"But now it seems that someone has taken all of this into consideration." Ravenclaw glanced at Nico again and disappeared from the frame.

No one saw how she left, just as no one saw how she came.

The sound of Professor McGonagall and Minister Bones arguing could be heard outside the door again.

Kyle looked up.

"Don't worry about them, it's okay." Nico said, he picked up the time turner and pressed it gently, "You have more important things to do now."

As he moved, a ray of red light spread out from the magic stone inside the time converter, extending along the lines on the surface until it evenly covered the five pointers.

"Okay." Kyle took the pocket watch nervously. "What time do I need to go to find Professor Dumbledore?"

"Go to where it all began," Nico whispered. "If Albus is repelled by time, you'll find him there."

"what should I do?"

"Just move the longest pointer one circle. I made a mark on it." Nico pointed to the time converter, which had a newly drawn scale on it, which was very obvious.

"This is the time I calculated. It may not be so accurate when you adjust it, but as long as it's not too off, it's fine. It's nothing more than waiting a few more days."

"it is good."

Kyle took a deep breath and placed his finger on the longest pointer, applying gentle pressure.

The pointer then started to move, easily at first, but then resistance began to appear when it was halfway around, and the closer it got to the mark, the greater the resistance.

"Don't stop..." Nico reminded beside him: "You can take your time, but you must not stop."

Kyle pushed the pointer to the mark in one breath... Not bad, at least it looked like it was facing the mark.

When he loosened his fingers, the red light on the pointer seemed to have found an outlet and immediately poured into the corresponding scale. The time converter began to vibrate violently, broke free from Kyle's hand, and floated in the air.

But Kyle was not surprised. After all, he had seen this kind of scene once before... It was the same when Dumbledore used the time-turner.

Nico took a small step back and suddenly slapped his forehead as he looked at Kyle.

"Oh, I forgot. We shouldn't let him go back here."

"What's wrong?" Armando asked.

"Because he would probably appear in the headmaster's office in 1899, the year Albus graduated." Nico frowned and asked, "Who was the headmaster at that time?"

Everyone looked at Phineas Black.

"Why are you looking at me?" Phineas subconsciously took two steps back.

"If I remember correctly." Armando narrowed his eyes, "You were the principal at that time, right? After all, I took office in 1927."

"I'm right," said Phineas, "but even so, I can't go back..."

"Oh!" he suddenly said, "I think I've seen him before, that Kyle... No wonder I always felt that guy looked familiar."

"You didn't make it difficult for him."

"How would I know? That was a hundred years ago. I see so many people every day. How can I still remember who they are? Wait, what do you want to do?"

Armando immediately took out his weapon, "Kyle is going to save Albus. If you dare to do anything unnecessary, we will not let you go."

……

But by this time Kyle could no longer hear them.

He found that everything around him began to blur rapidly, and countless images flashed rapidly, as if he was watching a movie that was being rewound a thousand times... He could not see anything clearly, only countless lines of different colors passing quickly before his eyes.

This was a very long process and not a very pleasant one. Kyle felt his eardrums swelling and he couldn't help wanting to shout out loud. Perhaps he had already shouted out, but he couldn't hear his own voice.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he felt his feet touch solid ground, and everything became clear again...

He saw the principal's office that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

The layout was much the same as he remembered it, but the conspicuous silverware and the huge photo behind the table were gone, replaced by a few ugly statues and a terrible color scheme.

"Who are you!" a loud shout came from behind.

"You are a seventh-grade student, right? It's exam time now. Why are you in the principal's office instead of going to the exam room? Do you want to steal something?"

Kyle turned his head subconsciously and saw a face that was equally strange and familiar.

Phineas Black…was much younger than he looked in the photo, with black hair and a subtle mustache.

But this attitude is just as annoying.

Seeing a student appear in my office, my first reaction was to want to steal things. This is really an unreasonable and bad behavior.

Kyle curled his lips and gave a standard smile, "Dear Principal Black, do you think I am a seventh-grade student?"

"What else?" Phineas said impatiently, "Are you trying to say you're a first-year?"

"No, I'm in seventh grade." After confirming that Phineas really thought so, Kyle felt relieved. At least he didn't have to make excuses for himself.

"Do you know me, then?"

"Why should I know you?" Phineas said with a straight face, "Why should I know you? Tell me quickly, which college are you from?"

"Hufflepuff," said Kyle.

After hearing Hufflepuff, Phineas' impatience became more obvious, and he lost interest in continuing the conversation. "Why are you in the principal's office instead of preparing for the exam? Are you trying to steal something?"

"Of course not. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to say hello to you. After all, I'm about to graduate..."

"No need." Phineas interrupted Kyle rudely and pointed to the door, "Leave quickly, or you won't graduate... In addition, because you broke into the headmaster's office with malicious intent, Hufflepuff will be deducted 100 points... Oh, sorry, I forgot that you don't have 100 points anymore, so it will be deducted 57 points!

"Congratulations, because of your self-determination, Hufflepuff has become the only house with a zero score."

Phineas chuckled, and his face looked even more annoying.

"It's okay, as long as you like it, Principal." Kyle said with a smile, turned and left the principal's office.

He also didn't expect that Phineas when he was the headmaster was a hundred times worse than he was in the portrait, and he clearly looked down on Hufflepuff without any intention of hiding it.

Is this really the attitude a principal should have?

Kyle looked back at the door of the principal's office and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Fifty-seven points, right? He remembered it... It doesn’t matter, he can slowly settle the account when he gets back.

However, thanks to Tofinias, Kyle also learned the exact time.

The seventh grade exams should be held in June 1899. According to the information he had previously obtained, Dumbledore's target should be August, which means that he will definitely show up two months in advance.

Okay, the time is just right.

Kyle strolled slowly down the corridor, taking in the surroundings.

He has seen Hogwarts in two different periods, the one he was in, and the Hogwarts of a thousand years ago.

This is the third one...Hogwarts a hundred years ago was also the period when he felt most uncomfortable.

Because it was the final exam period, everyone was busy and walked very fast, but they were very restrained and didn't make any noise. No one even chatted with each other. Even if some lower grade students wanted to talk occasionally, they would be stopped immediately.

"Filch would probably like this." Kyle thought to himself, and couldn't help but quicken his pace, ready to leave here first.

Hogwarts during this period was a bit too depressing, no wonder Phineas was called the most unpopular headmaster.

Kyle passed by a row of classrooms and a group of students waiting for the exam at the door. Just as he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly heard the witch's voice behind him.

"Next, Albus Percival Dumbledore, it is your turn to take the Transfiguration exam."

Kyle immediately stopped and didn't move.

He turned around and saw a handsome boy walking out from the crowd.

Dumbledore was only about seventeen years old at this moment, younger than him, with a childish look, short reddish-brown hair, and a high spirit.

"I'm here." He waved his hand and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Marchbank."

"I've heard of you a long time ago, a genius student at Hogwarts." The middle-aged witch, the future Professor Marchbank, smiled and nodded.

"But remember, I will not lower the difficulty of the exam just because of your reputation. On the contrary, I will increase the difficulty appropriately."

"No problem." Young Dumbledore said confidently, "I am confident that I can pass the professor's test."

After saying that, he strode into the classroom.

Professor Marchbank seemed to sense something and turned his head subconsciously, and saw Kyle staring at them.

She looked down at the list, then at the people queuing up, frowned and said, "Why is there one more person? Who are you?"

"Ah, I'm a sixth-grade student." Kyle said quickly, "I was curious about the content of the exam, so I came to take a look."

"I see." Professor Marchbank nodded.

"So can I go take a look?" Kyle asked. "Take a closer look at what the exam is about."

"Of course not. You must not be disturbed during the NEWT exam." Professor Marchbank said with a straight face, "There is nothing to be curious about. You..."

"It's okay, Professor Marchbank." Dumbledore, who had just entered, poked his head out. "It's just that someone is watching, but it won't affect me. It's also good to let the younger students see the exam process and accumulate experience.

"Besides, this is an Applied Charms exam, so he can't help me cheat, right?"