Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

Dean felt a little overwhelmed.

It's not that silent casting is not good, but he feels that silent casting + wandless casting... he is going further and further down the path of Yin people.

Pooh!Dean would never admit that such a sunny person would have such dirty thoughts. The system was clearly forcing him to develop in the direction of a shady old man.

"Andy, you don't need to comfort me, I know I'm not a competent principal." Mango said dejectedly, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Principal Mungo, since you have recognized Andy's strength, then hurry up and give him Aesop's admission notice." Frentzen reminded kindly.

"It's in my office. I'll pick it up right now - Andy, do you want to go with me or wait here for a while?" Mungo asked.

"I -" Dean noticed that Frentzen gave him a wink, so he said: "I'll wait here. After getting the admission notice later, go directly to Hogsmeade from here and use Apparition to leave. It will be more convenient.”

Mango's brows knitted into a knot: "Learning to apparate at such a young age? It's too dangerous. I feel that future magic education is a bit eager for quick success? It seems that I have to formulate a school rule. Children under 15 years old Wizards cannot learn to apparate, it is too dangerous..."

Mungo walked towards the castle chatteringly.

Dean was a little stunned. He hadn't read the school history carefully. The school rule stated that young wizards under the age of 15 could not learn to apparate. Could it be that this was the reason it was enacted?

Then he really didn't know how many people were going to criticize him - at least when he was in school, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old wizard, regardless of whether he had such strength, always hoped to learn to apparate as soon as possible, and at the same time to The guy who made this rule complained a lot.

"Is Principal Mungo making a fuss out of a molehill?" Dean said, looking at Mungo's stooped back.

"Do you also think that he is not suitable to be the headmaster of Hogwarts?" Frentzen asked.

"...I'm not qualified to comment on this, but the Ministry of Magic in this era is very interesting. Why not choose a more suitable candidate?" Dean did not answer directly.

"You probably don't know that the Goblin Rebellion just happened last year, which made the Ministry of Magic a mess. Because the headquarters of the Goblin Rebellion was chosen in the village of Hogsmeade, which is just around the corner, the previous principal used it as an excuse for not noticing it in time. He took the blame and resigned." Frentzen explained, "At that time, the Ministry of Magic did not have a more suitable candidate, so it had to push out Mungo, who was famous for establishing the magic hospital..."

"Wait a minute, you just said that the goblin rebellion only happened two years ago?" Dean felt something was wrong. "I remember that it happened in 1612, right?"

"You remember correctly. This year is 1613..." Frentzen's answer made Dean wail.

"What? This year is 1613? Not 1620?" Dean's tone changed. Doesn't this mean that Nico Flamel's map cannot be used yet?The time and space converter is broken again... He has to live in this era for 7 years - in his time, he should have graduated from Hogwarts in this time!

"I guess there must be something wrong with your time and space converter, so the time you arrived is a bit off," Frentzen said.

"It's not a little bit! It's 6 years!" Dean said as if he was mourning for his heir.

"Just in time, you can do something meaningful in these six years." Frentzen said with a smile.

"Something meaningful..." After Dean saw Frentzen's expression, he immediately understood: "You have predicted it a long time ago, right? The so-called meaningful thing must be related to that Aesop Seer, right? ?”

"What a smart young man. You see it's not unreasonable for you to travel to this time and space." Frentzen smiled happily, "This is all destiny."

"I don't think so." Dean simply had no idea what kind of evil he had done.

"Andy, I think we can make a deal." Frentzen looked at Dean seriously and said.

"I'm not interested." Dean said depressedly.

"No, you must be interested." Frentzen said confidently, "This deal is related to whether you can successfully return to your own era."

Dean opened his mouth and found that he really couldn't refuse. Originally, Mango brought him to Frentzen to ask who could repair the time-space converter.

"You first tell me the contents of this deal, and then I can make a decision." Dean thought for a while and left a living message.

"The transaction content is actually very simple. No matter what method you use, you must ask Aesop Seel to come to the magic school. As long as you can do it, then I will help you predict how to repair the time and space converter."

"Is it that simple?" Dean felt a little incredible, "The repair method you predicted is to inject magic power, right?"

"Of course not, that would be a real prophecy," Frentzen said.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" Dean asked, "The Unbreakable Vow?"

"No need." Frenten replied with a smile, "I have predicted all your actions in this era, and you will definitely return to your era as you wish."

Dean felt a little speechless. Are all centaurs in this era so arrogant?

"You must want to say that with the Prokos robe, you may also predict how to repair the time and space converter." Frentzen asked.

Dean shook his head. He didn't think so. His prophecy ability had always been ineffective, and in many cases it was based on inferences from the original work.

It's a pity that in this era when the original work barely mentioned it, he was caught blind.

"Whether you believe it or not, it is difficult for a prophet to accurately predict his own future." Frentzen reminded kindly.

"I understand, but you said that you have completely predicted all my actions in this era...isn't it a bit exaggerated?" Dean asked.

"This is not entirely my fault." Frentzen was not angry at all. "Your arrival has inspired me a lot."

Frentzen pointed to the Prokos robe on Dean: "We haven't finished talking about this robe. You should notice that I said before that part of the material used to make this robe comes from my mane."

"But Principal Mungo has already denied it." Dean's suspicion at that time was just fleeting, and after Mungo denied it, he didn't think about it in detail.

Frentzen burst into laughter: "Do you think a human would be more familiar with my mane than I am?"

"But the different colors are a big problem," Dean said.

"That's what I want to say." Frentzen suddenly became serious. "Part of the material used to make this robe does come from my mane, but that is my mane when I am old in the future."

"When you get older, will the color of your mane change?" As soon as Dean said this, he knew he was making a fool of himself.