The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Severus Snape struggled to get up from the ground. He tied Sirius Black with a rope and dragged it behind him. He tied Harry and Hermione, who were unconscious, together and put them on his back. Near the beating willow, he picked up Ron, who had broken his leg and completely lost consciousness.

Jon and Dumbledore have been on the edge of the forbidden forest, watching his behavior quietly.

"It looks like Severus will take care of them!" Dumbledore said softly.

"Black... isn't he innocent?" Jon asked tentatively.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded. "It looks like we can save more than an innocent life tonight."

Snape tried his best to lead three people to the castle, and then met Connelly Fudge and a group of dementors who hurried over.

After a brief exchange, he handed over Black to Fudge, and then took the three students back to the school hospital.

"What should we do, Professor?" Jon asked hastily.

He doesn't know the direction of the plot development...Until now, Harry and Hermione, who use the time converter, still haven't appeared.

Dumbledore calmly took out his wand, and strands of silver threads gradually formed his patron saint... Dumbledore whispered a few words to his patron saint, and then the silver phoenix flew over the castle.

"I sent a letter to Minerva and Philius!" Dumbledore explained, "Tell them that Blake is innocent; after Connelly imprisoned Blake for the time being, the two of them will knock down the guards of Blake. Guard, get him out!"

"Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick?" Jon said in surprise...If it were two teachers, they would naturally be able to easily rescue Black from the Ravenclaw Tower that would be held in prison...

"Yes, they trust me... and Buckbeak." Dumbledore took another look at the eagle-headed horse-winged beast: "It should leave with Black, too."

"Finally, we have to do some aftermath work!" Dumbledore murmured: "Peter gave me a very important message, so someone must take responsibility for all this...otherwise it will cause a little trouble. , Because if I were here, Peter would be impossible to escape, he would be suspected!"

"You mean, let me surrender to the Ministry of Magic?" Jon stammered.

"I have no objection to you doing this." Dumbledore blinked. "If you are willing to stay in Azkaban for a few years, when your sentence is over, I will personally pick you out of prison!"

"Professor... are you kidding..." Jon forced an ugly smile.

"Of course..." Dumbledore continued to think: "It doesn't have to be known to everyone...so..."

Dumbledore’s light blue eyes were shining, and he seemed to have an idea: "I will tell Philius and Minerva to turn them into Mr. Potter and Miss Granger, with Buckby. Go and rescue Black!"

"Professor, what do you mean..."

"The Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic has a magic item called a'time converter', which allows wizards to go back a few hours ago. Although such a journey is an illusory dream in a sense, it cannot change anything Matter!" Dumbledore said to himself: "However, Tom obviously doesn't understand this, he has been terrible in this regard!"

Dumbledore walked forward a few steps, then looked back at Jon and said profoundly: "A few months ago, when I corresponded with a friend of mine in exile in Corsica, he told me, You have great control over memory magic!"

After speaking, Dumbledore strode towards the castle.

Jon had understood it all, and a smile appeared on his face.

It was himself who rescued Buckbeak, Snape was the one who expelled a hundred dementors, and McGonagall and Flitwick were the ones who released Black from the cell...so...

He asked, "Professor, can I visit Miss Granger in the school hospital in an hour?"

"of course can!"

...

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Jon Hart appeared in Hogwarts School Hospital.

"I heard that my friend Miss Hermione Granger was injured. Can I visit her?" Jon asked calmly.

"Yes, but not too long!" Madam Pomfrey said harshly, and then she took Jon to the ward where Harry, Ron and Hermione were.

Harry and Hermione were in a complete coma. Ron seemed to be a little awake, but his sheets were stained red with blood, and he moaned in pain from time to time.

"Sir Merlin Medal, second level, no problem. First level, if I can get it!"

"Thank you indeed, Minister."

A conversation between Fudge and Snape came from outside the door.

Then, Albus Dumbledore pushed in.

"For God's sake, they need to rest!" Madam Pomfrey came over and shouted hysterically, "Is this a school hospital?"

"Yes, Poppy..." Dumbledore smiled. "Dailys just told me a treatment for a broken leg. I think it might work for you and Mr. Weasley..."

"President Dairis Derwent?" Mrs. Pomfrey said with some excitement when she heard it, "Professor Dumbledore, you must teach me!"

"of course!"

The two of them pushed Ron's bed into a ward in the school hospital.

"You have to leave immediately!" Before leaving, Madam Pomfrey gave Jon a glance.

"Of course, ma'am..." Jon nodded, "I will sue her!"

"Poppy, hurry up!" Dumbledore urged from the ward inside.

With Madam Pomfrey's departure, only Jon and Harry and Hermione in a coma were left in the ward.

Jon took a few steps forward, pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Harry Potter's forehead:

"Obliviate!"

With the disappearance of a few silver threads, he walked to Hermione Granger's bed again:

"Obliviate!"

Harry's memory ~www.NovelMTL.com~ only needs to be revised for a short while; but Hermione's memory needs to be revised for the entire past year.

Strands of silver thread were drawn from Hermione's temple and returned inside... Jon's wand was held firmly, without shaking at all.

"I have to get some medicine outside!" Madam Pomfrey's voice came from the ward inside.

"Let me go, you continue to look after Mr. Weasley!" Dumbledore said.

Almost ten minutes passed before Jon finally put down his wand.

He took out the pendant given to him by the house elves on his chest, then pulled off Hermione's collar and hung the pendant around her neck.

Then, he took Hermione's clothes tightly and put the quilt on.

"From today, you will be called Time Converter!"

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