Chinese students at Hogwarts

The surrounding treehouses suddenly twisted.

Zhang Xiao felt like he was flying, flying very fast and flying backward.

Various blurry clouds and shapes passed before his eyes, everything around him was moving backwards rapidly, and various noisy sounds formed a strange sound.

Finally his feet touched solid ground again, and the world became clear again.

Zhang Xiao found himself standing in the courtyard behind the auditorium, with golden sunlight shining on the ground and fountain water gurgling. There were very few people around, and no one seemed to notice his presence.

"Zhang, didn't you just go there? Why are you back again?"

A little wizard who was not very familiar asked curiously. He was practicing the floating spell, and the target was the fallen leaves that were everywhere in the courtyard.

His friends were always around, for the little wizard often had strange accidents while practicing his spells.

For example, last time someone almost burned down the entire garden while practicing the disarming spell. Fortunately, another young wizard made a mistake while practicing the freezing spell and produced a lot of water.

Randomly finding a reason to cover up, Zhang Xiao quickly walked to a statue. This was an unknown witch holding a clay pot. As long as you stared at her for more than five seconds.

She will turn her head shyly, then squirt water from the clay pot and slap you in the face.

Zhang Xiao looked at it for a second or two and then turned away.

Before I got the time converter, I thought about a question. If I meditate and fall into trance, I can stay still for several hours.

If you use the time turner at this time, how will you appear?

I looked at the time and saw that it was an hour ago. I should be heading to the restaurant for dinner, so I was in a 'delegate' state now.

But I remember everything I did an hour before I came back.

Zhang Xiao rubbed his hair a little irritably. Zhang Xiao felt that his brain was about to be overloaded. This kind of theory involving time always has problems of one kind or another.

Zhang Xiao simply went directly to the big common room, went to the place where he had done experiments before, and then found a small cabin to read quietly.

When the time was almost up, he put down the book and carefully came to the door of the experimental wooden house.

Watching myself shaking the dice in the bowl, I put on a blindfold.

Then he walked in and opened the bowl, just like in the memory.

"1-3-3-3-4-6" written on the blackboard with a magic wand

Will I flip the dice later, or for the sake of accuracy should I write down the numbers now?

Wait a minute, if the number I write is different from the number in the bowl, will I continue to move the dice?

This. What is this?

Zhang Xiao rubbed his forehead and felt that his brain was about to boil. He gritted his teeth and wanted to write the dialed numbers on the blackboard.

But when he wanted to pick up the pen, he was shocked to discover something else - he couldn't remember the number he dialed.

how so? Obviously I didn't remember it right just now. I only remembered that I would flip the dice, but other than the numbers in the bowl, I didn't remember the specific numbers.

Ten seconds passed in an instant, and Zhang Xiao simply stood in front of him.

But after taking off the blindfold, he opened the bowl as planned, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Zhang Xiao looked at himself with a complicated expression. He finally understood what Dumbledore meant when he said, 'the horrifying legends are all to scare you.'

He became invisible directly in front of him, okay?

Zhang Xiao simply sat down, face to face with himself, and watched him flip the dice.

The originally fuzzy memory immediately became clear. It turned out to be 1 o'clock.

So next, ‘I’ will shake the dice again, twice.

The result the second time was—well, it was exactly the same as before, I can’t remember it.

Zhang Xiao watched himself shaking the bowl, but his mind was racing wildly.

Just like the famous cat, the dice in this bowl can also be called ‘Zhang Xiao’s dice’.

First of all, I must make it clear that I am not from the future, but based on this moment.

But I have things in my mind about the future. Is this the script?

Looking at himself with his eyes closed, Zhang Xiao opened the bowl and wrote the numbers on the blackboard.

Did Dumbledore do any experiments?

It should have been done before, that is, the ones you told me, so what happened to the script?

There is also prophecy - according to Dumbledore, prophecy is an extremely lucky glimpse of the future at this moment.

Zhang Xiao watched in silence as he shook the bowl again.

I don't know the numbers here.

At this point, everything is clear.

If ‘I’ don’t move the dice, then I have the exact future in my head, and that’s the script.

But once I made the change, the future was completely different.

This is a false future.

What Dumbledore was trying to tell me was this, that the so-called future of the Time-Turner was just a rigid script.

It shows only one possibility of the future.

Zhang Xiao put away the things in front of him, stretched out, and put the time turner into his bag.

It's a good thing, but it doesn't stop there. It's equivalent to 8 more hours in a day.

So I still follow my own ideas and use all these 8 hours to improve myself.

As for the main body, I focus on learning magic.

All the courses that Hermione was obsessed with, uh, forget it, like Divination, Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, these courses didn't mean anything to her.

Hagrid's class was in the afternoon. The big man went to the restaurant in the morning and said happily that he had been waiting for today for a long time.

Malfoy was so worried that he didn't finish his breakfast. He imagined a series of extremely dangerous magical creatures such as giants and fire dragons.

Zhang Xiao found his classmates and walked towards Hagrid's hut together.

Yesterday's rain has stopped, the sky is clear and light blue, and the grass underfoot is soft and moist.

When walking down the slope to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, there were three very familiar figures walking in front of them. Harry, Ron and Hermione were holding books tied with ropes in their hands, as if they were carrying a meteor hammer.

Not just him, almost most of the students who came to class did this. A few of them carried it in a cage, and the highly offensive book roared in the cage, looking for something to bite everywhere.

"Man, I think this class is guaranteed to lead to an accident."

Ron looked pale and showed the tooth marks on his arm to Zhang Xiao and Malfoy.

"I bet my savings of 12 Sickles and 6 Nuts that Hagrid will find this book very cute."

“Ron, while stroking the spine of a book can calm it down, that doesn’t mean you can pull the bookmark strip.

That's its tail. "

Hermione shook her head, her expression slightly tired. The burden of using the Time Turner is actually not small. An hour's worth of information is suddenly crammed into your brain.

It was uncomfortable for everyone. Even Zhang Xiao's body, which was both internal and external, was in a daze for a while.

"Hermione! It's a book! Since it's a book, why can't I use a bookmark strip?

I hate this book! "

Ron's face turned red, and he looked like he wanted to cut the book into pieces.

"Weasley, everyone knows Hagrid's interests and hobbies, no one will bet with you."

Malfoy stretched his arms straight, trying to keep the Monster Book as far away from him as possible.

Even though his book was tied up, it was staring at him with the three weird animal eyes on the cover.

It seemed like he was trying to figure out where to bite.

Zhang Xiao and Harry looked at each other and sighed together.

Both of them persuaded Hagrid to continue taking classes according to last year's ideas, but after being cleared of his charges, Hagrid simply let himself go.

He said that last year's class was just an appetizer, and it was time for the little wizard to see the truly interesting and cute magical creatures.

He has also read the monster book. In fact, the content in it is not suitable for class. It only records legends and the like.

For example, demons, demons and the like, these things are like stories even to wizards.

Modern wizards even believe that demons, devils and the like don't exist, and that those things the ancients saw were just lame transfiguration gone wrong.

Hagrid was waiting for his student by the door of the hut.

He was wearing a moleskin coat, and at his waist was his huge bolt-like wand - he had gone to Ollivanders to have it custom-made as soon as all charges were dropped.

The hound Fang was at his feet, seemingly eager to get going.

"Come on, come on, come on!" he shouted as the students approached.

"I have something good for you today! There will be an exciting lesson soon! Is everyone here? Okay, follow me!"

The third-year wizards stared. They were not very familiar with the gamekeeper of Hogwarts.

The only information available comes from seniors and seniors who took classes last year.

In their descriptions, Hagrid's classes were very interesting. Those magical animals were docile and cute. It was as if he knew what the little wizard loved most.

Therefore, these little wizards had no doubts about Hagrid's so-called "wonderful lecture". They carried the monster book and followed him with smiles on their faces.

Only Zhang Xiao and the four little ones understood how hard it was for Hagrid to let himself go.

For an uncomfortable moment, everyone thought Hagrid was going to lead them into the Forbidden Forest.

Malfoy, Ron, and Harry became obviously nervous. They unconsciously held their wands and were always alert.

Obviously, he recalled the unforgettable experience of a giant monster suddenly jumping out of him in the first grade.

Fortunately, Hagrid only led everyone along the edge of the forest. Five minutes later, they were already outside a paddock-like place.

Zhang Xiao looked at it for a while, but didn't see the legendary hippogriff.

Isn't this lesson about getting to know Buckbeak?

"Everyone come to this fence!"

Hagrid shouted gruffly, and the little wizards hurriedly gathered around.

“That’s right—stand where you can see me.

Now, the first thing you have to do is open the book—"

Seamus raised his hand:

"Hagrid - Professor (Hagrid couldn't help but smile)

This book will bite! "

Hagrid was a little surprised and scratched his head:

"Won't any of you open it?"

Hermione simply raised her hand: "Touch its spine!"

"Oh, very good, Hermione - oh, I mean Miss Granger, very good, fifty to Gryffindor - five to five!"

Hagrid was very excited. Although he had been a professor for a year, this was his first time teaching the four little ones.

He couldn't help but want to add many, many points to these 'cute' children.

Hagrid coughed twice to hide his emotions:

"Okay, let's open the book to page five - by the way, does anyone else think these books are cute?"

The little wizards looked at the three cold eyes on the cover and shook their heads in horror.

Ron and Malfoy shrugged together and spread their hands, making an expression that was indeed true.

"Okay." Hagrid was very disappointed and looked dejected: "I thought you would like this book."

He cheered up and took out his huge wand from his belt (little wizards thought it was used to hit people).

"I've been looking for Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall to make up for my missed classes during the summer vacation. Well - make up for those missed classes."

Hagrid seemed to be demonstrating his learning achievements. He waved the 'doorbolt' with a whimpering sound like a giant swinging a big stick.

The little wizard had no doubt that even if the spell failed, the wand would kill its enemy.

A huge golden birdcage appeared in the clearing among the trees.

In the birdcage is a strange little bird with very bright colors.

Hagrid chuckled, inserted the wand back, and said loudly:

"Page 5 - In legend, there once was a very evil and powerful bird.

When it appears and sings, people will lose their minds and fight each other, and it really likes to watch humans fight. "

Malfoy whispered: "Oh - is there really such a bird? This is so disgusting."

Harry unconsciously nodded in agreement, the two looked at each other, made a retching expression, and immediately headed towards their respective camps.

"Of course, it is no longer known whether this bird is real or a legend."

Hagrid pointed to the bird in the cage:

"However, this bird is said to be its descendant. In this lesson, our main content is to get to know this very beautiful bird - the evil bird!"

It's actually an evil woman bird? Zhang Xiao had heard of the name of this bird. Although he didn't know where the Hippogriff had gone, it didn't stop him from listening to Hagrid's class with interest.

"Does anyone know about this bird?"

Hermione raised her arms as if she heard the starting gun.

"Oh, Miss H-Ms. Granger."

“The feathers of the bird of prey have long been a good material for fine quills.

Its singing will eventually make those who hear it lose their minds - it is classified at the Ministry of Magic level: XXX, and can only be sold after being cast with a silencing spell. "

"Excellent, 10 points for Gryffindor!"

In the following time, Hagrid told many interesting things about the evil bird.

For example, the weirdo Ulric once tried to prove that the chirping of the evil bird is actually good for human health.

So he listened to it for three months without stopping.

He reported his findings to the Wizarding Council, but unfortunately, no one in the Wizarding Council believed him.

Because he had nothing on his head when he came to the meeting, only a small wig, but when people got closer and took a closer look, they found that the wig turned out to be a dead badger.

There are also some people who mistook the call of the evil bird for the call of other birds, resulting in big mistakes when using spells.

It has to be said that Hagrid's knowledge of magical animals is definitely qualified to serve as a professor. During his explanation, everyone quickly got a certain understanding of the evil bird.

In the end, Hagrid also unlocked the silencing spell of the evil bird, allowing everyone to listen to the very sweet and melodious chirp.

Although he repeatedly assured that there would be absolutely no problems in the short term.

But after hearing this, Seamus said that he suddenly had a new understanding of a magic spell, and lived up to expectations, causing a huge explosion.

The explosion frightened the poor bird, and no matter how Hagrid tried to persuade it, it kept its mouth shut.

In the end, the frustrated Hagrid could only dismiss the little wizard from get out of class first, and he wanted to provide a reliable psychological counselor to the evil bird.

So on the first day of school, the little wizards happily dismissed get out of class twice early. They were as happy as Xiu Xiu after picking up gold coins.

Having fun on campus wantonly.

Well, a happy first day of school.

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommended ticket

The time turner is like this, no more fancy work, I will faint even if I go around it.

Here I borrow the comment of reader ‘~龙~风’: He can only see the future without making any changes after his clone started. It's not allowed if he touches the future. The dice is accurate if he doesn't move them, but not if he moves them. Predictions about the future will not follow his behavior in real time.

————————That’s pretty much what it means