I, Hogwarts Second Week

The stars sent a message that the mortal named Sanchez had met with Wushang Will.

"It's all over."

A cold moon rises in the universe.

The light shines on tens of thousands of planets.

Children of the Stars, whispering the final judgment of the universe.

"I hereby swear—"

"All life—"

"All souls—"

"Then we will enter the age of godless mortals. The universe will abide by the laws of the stars and begin a journey of thousands of years."

"All living beings! In this long night, think long and hard——"

"What is fear?"

"What is hesitation?"

"What is loneliness?"

"And what does it mean to go into the darkness?"

"This will be the beginning of an icy night that embraces everything and stretches - will stretch beyond."

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"Let the outcasts of the stars return to the stars."

"Even if the world falls into ruin ravaged by corruption."

"Full of pain and despair."

"But as long as life exists, the world will continue to grow."

"Go home."

"Go home."

"Let everything go back to the beginning."

"History that exists due to mistakes will be corrected!"

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It was August 1991. It was a Tuesday.

Heavy rain has blanketed the British Isles for a week.

The cold vortex from the Scottish Highlands continues to attack the warm and moist water vapor from the Atlantic Ocean.

A cold wind swept across London.

On the streets, the flow of people was much less than normal.

A car drove slowly into King's Cross station.

After saying goodbye to his parents.

Young girl pushing suitcase.

Quietly following a group of people dressed very strangely.

They were wearing ancient robes that were at least hundreds of years old.

The girl believes that these people must be so-called wizards.

Hermione watched them pass through a stone wall.

The magic is amazing!

Apart from being shocked, the little witch felt strong excitement in her heart.

She immediately pushed her suitcase, mustered up the courage to follow the example of the wizards, and passed through the stone wall.

The moment she squeezed out of the wall, Hermione smelled the thick smoke of a steam locomotive.

The bustling crowd was chattering, with hums of voices, the friction of luggage being dragged, and the shrill hooting of owls, one after another.

It feels like a million crows screaming in your ears.

After finally squeezing through the crowd, Hermione pushed her luggage onto the train.

Unexpectedly, the train aisle was still very crowded.

The first few carriages have already run out of space.

The little wizards in the compartment were either playing around or talking to their friends. Hermione even saw a few leaning out of the car window to talk to their families.

Moving forward, after walking through several carriages, Hermione finally found a compartment with only one person.

"Hello. Is there anyone here?" After knocking on the door of the compartment, the little witch pointed to the empty seat next to her and politely asked the little boy who looked very shy, even shy and timid.

"No, no," Neville responded quickly.

"Please come in——"

"Oh, thank you!" Hermione pushed her suitcase into the car.

After stuffing the box under the seat, she greeted the boy happily: "Hello, my name is Hermione, Hermione Granger."

"Hello. I'm Neville Lombard." Neville shook hands with Hermione.

Compared with children who are also traveling far away for the first time and leaving home for the first time.

The calmness shown by Hermione was far more than that of Neville, who was a pure blood.

Neville leaned against the window like a frightened goblin.

Holding tightly in his hand was a huge toad.

Then the train started.

Hermione didn't continue to speak, because the boy didn't seem to be a suitable person to exchange magic with.

She took out the book "Hogwarts: A School History" that she had read a dozen times during the summer vacation.

Because she was worried that she would be ostracized by other classmates because she did not understand the magical world, she memorized many contents of this book.

Watched for a while.

Hermione closed the book again.

She was a little irritable.

This may be related to the chaotic noise around them. The little wizards who haven't seen each other all summer seem to have endless things to say and chatter endlessly.

But more importantly, for some reason, her heart suddenly became empty. As the train left London, the hole continued to grow.

The little witch turned her head and stared blankly at the sliding door of the compartment.

I always feel like someone will break in.

Someone should break in.

But time passed by and nothing happened.

At about twelve o'clock, there was a loud noise in the aisle. A woman with a nice smile opened the compartment door and asked: "Honey, do you want to buy some food from the car?"

"Oh! No, I brought it with me. My mother made lunch." Neville was the first to reply.

"Me too." Hermione suddenly came back to reality, and then immediately waved her hand. She was planning to refuse, but her mother prepared several cod fish sandwiches for her.

But when the words came to her lips, the little witch changed her mind.

"Please give me some dessert," she said.

"Oh! I'm sorry kid." The woman suddenly became a little embarrassed, "All the desserts were bought by the Potter children in the first few stalls."

"That--"

Hermione was about to say that she needed nothing more.

"Leifu!"

Neville behind her suddenly shouted.

The little witch felt her shoulders sink as something stepped on her and jumped out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Neville quickly stood up and apologized, rushing to the corridor as he said: "I don't know what happened to it. Maybe it was the first time to get on the train, and the whistle made it a little scared."

"It's okay." Hermione also stood up and followed him out.

"Laifu is my toad. We were inseparable throughout the summer."

"Did you just buy the toad during the summer vacation? I thought..." Hermione didn't finish her sentence. Freshmen at Hogwarts are allowed to bring one pet. They can choose one from a cat, an owl, or a toad.

She didn't expect that anyone would actually want to keep a toad.

"In the pet shop, Laifu huddled alone in the corner. Me"

"I understand." Hermione nodded.

The two of them trotted along, following the bouncing toad, and arrived at a cubicle with an open sliding door.

There were three people sitting in the cubicle.

They are all freshmen.

"Let me tell you, customs are different in different places."

"For example, in the Far East, people pay attention to being kind, courteous, thrifty and yielding, especially the word "giving".

"For example, if I'm eating snacks and someone I don't know sits across from me, I have to let him eat a few bites." One of the boys tore open a pack of multi-flavor beans on the seat: "Whether the other person wants to eat it or not, Everyone must accept the invitation, otherwise they will not be given face.”

"Mr. Potter, would you like to take a few bites?"

Harry stared blankly at the strange boy opposite who suddenly broke into the cubicle and snatched his snacks.

"What? Mr. Potter, don't you want to give me face?"

"What kind of face are you giving? Harry bought that! You eat our food and you ask us to give you face?" the red-haired boy next to Harry shouted loudly.

"Yeah - if you say that, then you can't say that." The boy with silver and black hair swallowed the Bibi's multi-flavor beans in his hand.

"Shet! Feet smell like feet."

"What kind of pervert likes this taste?"

The boy angrily pulled out his wand and blew up the remaining braised beans.

This move frightened Harry and Ron.

"you"

"I tell you, Harry's mother is the Potions Professor at Hogwarts, his godfather is an Auror, and his father is a Quidditch star. If you" Ron shrank back and said with a pale face.

"What are you afraid of?" the boy grinned like a devil.

"I"

"Hey-" Hermione walked in outside the cubicle.

It was unimaginable that she had witnessed campus violence before she even arrived at Hogwarts.

"Oh! What a coincidence! Miss Granger." The boy greeted her enthusiastically.

"Uh-" The sudden enthusiasm deflated Hermione's questioning.

"Do you know me?" She promised that she would never know him.

"I can't say I'm very familiar with it." The boy waved his hand, "I only know about 2.6 million words."

"What?" Hermione frowned and looked at the other party cautiously.

"I mean," he opened another box of snacks that looked like cakes, "we've known each other for a long, long time."

"I've never seen you before." Hermione became more wary of the boy in front of her.

"I will do it in the future." The boy stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth and lay back with a happy smile on his face, "It's great, ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, this brand of cake will not be sold until next year. Acquired by a European magic pastry company, they modified the recipe and it no longer has the right sweetness.”

"Well, I could actually stop this merger, but that would be a waste of an opportunity to travel through time."

After wiping his hands, the boy took out an exquisite pocket watch from his pocket.

Its case is made of fine brass, with a light matte color on the surface. On the dial, the Roman numerals are clearly and elegantly arranged, but the numbers are not one to twelve, but one to thirty-one. .

The ends of the three hands are engraved with the runes of 'year', 'month' and 'day' respectively.

Hermione, Harry and Ron were immediately attracted to the scene.

Pocket watches seem to have an indescribable temptation that ordinary people cannot forget.

"This is the prototype of the time turner." The boy explained patiently: "It should now be kept in the Time Hall of the Department of Mystery Management of the Ministry of Magic. All subsequent time turners are imitations of it. Gsilda Ms. Marchbain liked to call it that thing, and she was one of the few wizards who knew the power of this magical item."

"But -" the boy turned the hands on the pocket watch, "it requires powerful magic to use it, and it is impossible for a human wizard to do it. But for me, this thing is at most a compass, and it is easy to travel through time alone. Disoriented."

"alright--"

He waved his hand to the three people who were confused and said, "Don't worry, I'm just modifying the timeline-"

“Bringing order to chaos.”

"But it seems that there are too many anyway. What story will happen in this timeline? I don't know very well."

"But that's what's interesting. It would be too boring to go through the same story again."

"So - dear." Owen looked at Hermione.

Then countless blue stars suddenly surged out from around him.

The stars revolved around it at extremely fast speeds and soon completely engulfed him.

"See you in the future." (End of this chapter)