[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Gryffindor Castle.

Flying birds pass over the spire, the sky is high, and the morning light is twilight. This is the beginning of the day. The beautiful weather makes it easier for people to feel the beauty of time.

Except Godric.

He was about to scream.

The blue eyes were full of disbelief, staring at the black-haired boy who had reunited after a long time, parrot said: "Invite all the wizards to come to the house for a party?"

Elan looked at him with a funny look, and nodded, obviously not thinking that there was anything wrong with this idea.

Godric really wanted to kneel down, desperately said: "There are only three months left until my birthday..." He suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "The invitation letter hasn't been sent yet, right?"

"I've already written a letter for you and handed it over to the Slytherin Patriarch. Besides, Black also knows about it, so he might tell others." Sitting on the soft carpet, Erlanto thought about it: "It doesn't matter if you pretend it didn't happen. I just want to see how the black wizard who was tricked will react."

Slytherin!

Godric really knelt this time.

According to their parents, they are cruel, moody, surly and cruel... the Slytherins of the top dark wizard family!

How did it bother him?

And "Always Pure Black"...

Godric's eye sockets were slightly moist.

Distance and time will beautify a person. When he was traveling in Elan, Godric once imagined what the other party would be like when he came back. Although Elan claimed to be his tutor, he did not teach him for long. Besides, Godric Ke still remembered how petite and cute Elan was when he broke out of his shell.

The situation is a bit complicated.

Elan, who is at the same time an elder, a junior, and a companion, can undoubtedly meet Godric's many emotional needs. Although Glendolph Castle is large, he is the only human being after all.

If Erlan had an accurate affection system, he would have found that Godric's affection for him had slowly but steadily increased during the travels.

In short, the more blue-eyed Gryffin thinks about it, the more he feels that Elan is very good——

Until the real person came back with big news.

It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.

Thinking of his experience of blowing up the crucible for the nth time, Godric wanted to cry.

For some reason, Godric felt a little cordial about being forced to take the blame, and almost subconsciously took the blame on himself, without even thinking about the possibility of telling the truth, but wholeheartedly Think about how to round it back.

This is a reception room. The sofa is so soft that people can sink into it directly. The sunlight filters in through the tall trees outside the window, leaving only a slight warmth. The wind brings the fragrance of plants and trees. The golden lions are particularly conspicuous on the green field.

In half a year, the animals had long forgotten the existence of the Great Devil Elland, and comfortably occupied the kind Godric's territory.

However, Godric seems to like lions quite a bit, just as pets.

Elan drank the long-lost cream of mushroom soup served by the house elf, and said calmly, "You have made great progress." He has changed from a novice to a funny wizard in the clearing, at least in terms of magic power. , "There are still three months left, keep working hard, I believe you can do it!"

Three months...so much...

Where is the connection between these two words? !

Godric burst into tears, "It's so short... If only there was a magic to stop time..."

"Yes!" Elan's tone was still so calm, "Do you want to use it?"

"..."

Too shocked to speak.

It wasn't just Godric, Teresa and Olivia were also stunned in the portraits on the wall. The lively Olivia was the first to react and asked, "Your Excellency...you mean?" Her voice There was a slight trembling inside.

time magic.

Such a vocabulary has never appeared in the wizarding world, and the more commonly used combination is: time miracle.

It is rumored that prophecies can connect the present and the future, but no one knows what price the fortune-teller will pay for this. In the wizarding world, it has been a long time since prophecies have been heard.

Teresa, who was one step behind his wife, was also very excited, "Can you... control the time?"

A misnomer.

Olivia slapped her husband's hand lightly to remind him of this matter.

In the wizarding world, no matter how high the achievement is, for a time that is as mysterious as the world itself, it can only touch the edge at most, right?And this is without a doubt a remarkable achievement. The term "control" is too idealistic, and it is easy to make the other party unable to step down, and can get negative points in language arts.

"Ah."

To the surprise of the Gryffindors, Ellen just nodded lightly, without any sense of pride, or in other words, he paid less attention to this issue than the taste of the soup in his hand.

The room fell into unspeakable silence.

For a long time, Godric frowned and thought about something: "The magic of time... I always feel that it is easy to go wrong..."

"It's not a big problem if you just stop." Elan looked at the cheap student, "The trouble is, go back to the past and go to the future, without the branch of the parallel world, gently flip a small causal line, say There may be serious consequences."

"?"

Elan happily explained terms such as "grandmother paradox" and "butterfly effect", and looked at Godric's tangled face with a smile, "Suddenly I don't want to stop your time, it's more fun to go back to the past."

"..."

The black-haired boy held out his right hand.

There was nothing in the white palm, but Godric looked over it immediately. He could clearly feel that there was some invisible and intangible force twisting and twisting in this small space, and the mammoth force was entangled together according to wonderful laws. , becoming a complex and elegant spiral.

The final entity that emerged was a small shiny gold timepiece, connected to it by a long, fine gold chain.

"Time-Turner."

"Reverse the hourglass inside, and you can go back in time. The specific time is related to your magic power and the way you use it. You can try it yourself." Elan added, "By the way, this is just an immature experiment... It’s best to have me by your side at all times to avoid accidents.”

What will happen?Two self-encounters cancel each other out?

Godric took the timer that was thrown over him without tears, and said cautiously, "Can... don't you use it?"

Elan raised three fingers, "Three months." The black-haired deity stared at the blond boy, smiled and said, "You won't let me down, right?"

The picture seems to be infinitely zoomed out.

In a memorable scene, the same person stood in front of him, smiling encouragingly at him, and he heard himself speaking, with a childish voice: "Of course I won't let you down!"

The man reached out and touched his head.

Wait, is he that short?

Godric blinked, and everything in the reception room came back to his eyes again. He was a little confused: Was that... an illusion just now?

And, I don't want to share it with anyone.

He clenched the timer in his hand tightly, and as long as he thought of Elan's disappointed expression, there would be a kind of dense pain rolling up from the depths of his body. Godric's expression flickered slightly, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he firmly said: "I I will work hard." He turned his head to look at the parents in the portrait, Teresa and Olivia looked at each other and said, "Son, we will help you."

Godric was ready for learning hell.

Potions, which he was not good at, were still on the sidelines. In order to prepare for the wizard meeting three months later, what he should learn most were etiquette and spells.

As for magic...

Will it grow when you go back to the past?

According to Godric's guess, even if he goes back to the past, these times still exist for him, at least they flow on him, that is to say, when he celebrates his 17th birthday, he may actually have 18 years old... seems to have little to lose.

Staying in the room specially opened for practicing spells in the castle, Godric learned spells under the guidance of his father Teresa, while his mother Olivia stayed in the reception room, chatting with Elan.

She talked about her worries.

"Little Gordy didn't start learning magic until he came to the castle. Owen said that he had no magic power fluctuations at all..." The gentle and beautiful woman frowned slightly, "But after he started learning, Gordy's magic power increased at a slower rate. So quickly, it was as if the magic had been stored in the body for the past 17 years and it was only now starting to explode - there has never been anything like it in the family history."

"Your Excellency Elan, do you know about this situation?"

Putting the cooled mushroom soup on the small table, a house elf immediately cleaned it up quickly. Elan was not surprised by this, "Don't worry, this is normal. He is my student."

He's Godric.

After finishing his custom breakfast, Elam went to the owl shack.

Although the castle has not had an owner for some time, there are house-elves around, so taking care of the owls is no problem.

It's daytime now, and the owls are all sleeping. Their sleeping posture is very unique. Elan's eyes flashed across the brown, gray and brown owl, and stayed longer on the rare white. He said to the house elf who led the way: " Who are the wizards who need to send letters? Go and find me the list."

The house elf disappeared from the spot with a "boom", and reappeared with a "boom" after a while, bringing the invitation list and letter templates that Godric had sorted out—Elan only needs to change the recipient's name, and then Add other details as needed.

It can be said to be very considerate.

What Godric didn't know was how much disaster he had escaped by his actions.

Think about it, one day in the future, big news like "the new Patriarch of Glendolph shows love to many wizards" will spread more than the news of the Holy See's attack...

The picture is too beautiful.

Next to the Owl Shack.

Elan spread out the parchment and was about to copy it when he suddenly paused.