Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Time passed quietly while Soul followed Hermione.

Thursday night, after Soul watched Hermione return to her dormitory safely, she naturally returned to the Room of Requirement, thinking at the table, writing and drawing on papyrus.

Hermione used the Time Turner at least five times today, twice to catch up on classes, and the other three times to catch up on homework...

Well, we can't rule out the possibility that she used the time turner in the lounge...

Still looking for a little spy, Soul set his sights on Crookshanks sleeping on the shelf...

"Crookshanks, the organization has assigned you a task." Suer looked at the big cat he had caught on the desk with a serious face.

"Meow..." Crookshanks swung his big tail and looked at Soul with his crystal clear eyes, looking confused.

"Did you see this?" Suer took out the golden pocket watch hidden on his chest and shook it in front of Crookshanks.

"Meow..." Crookshanks responded, not sure if he understood.

"This concerns your master, Crookshanks, you'd better pay attention." Soul said, "When everyone in Gryffindor goes to class tomorrow morning, I will put you in the dormitory, and then, When Hermione is in the dormitory, you must always keep an eye on Hermione for me. If you see her take out this pocket watch..."

"She uses it once, and you meow. Do you understand?"

Crookshanks tilted his head, as if thinking, and then nodded after a while.

Afraid that it wouldn't understand, Soul took out the time turner several times, and then asked Crookshanks how many times he had taken out the time turner just now.

Fortunately, Crookshanks is a very smart big cat. After thinking for a while, he meowed four times accurately, which meant that Soul took out the pocket watch four times.

"Good kitty." Soul rubbed Crookshanks' big head happily, "If I guess correctly, tomorrow night will be the time when Hermione has an accident, and I will be in the Gryffindor common room by then, If you see her take out her pocket watch, let me know immediately."

"Meow..."

"After completing the mission and returning home, Xiaoyugan will have enough to eat!"

"Meow..." Crookshanks shook his head and stretched his paw forward.

"You want beef? That's no problem!" Suer figured it out just by thinking about it, and waved his hand cheerfully, "Enough!"

The great man said that a protracted war requires a good mental state, and sleep is the best way to replenish energy. Of course, the wizard has a better way...

The next morning, while there was no one in the Gryffindor lounge, Soul quietly moved Crookshanks, who was originally in Hermione's dormitory.

A stun spell is enough to make you unconscious until the next day if no one wakes you up.

"Meow wow!" Crookshanks, who was brought over by Su Er, widened his eyes and his hair exploded...

It turns out that the reason why I slept all day inexplicably was because of you!

Soul easily understood why Crookshanks looked so angry, ah, I almost forgot...

For this reason, Soul could only use beef jerky and small fish jerky to comfort Crookshanks and prevent him from leaving wounds on his body with his claws.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly hugged the unconscious Crookshanks from the past and placed him on a soft bed before walking out of the Room of Requirement.

Walking to the Potions Professor's office on the ground floor, Soul took out the class schedule from his pocket and took a look. Well, this time period happened to be the time for Gryffindor's Potions class. He made sure that Snape was not in the office but Show your 'care' to Harry.

Soul opened Snape's office door generously, closed it behind him, and then used his wand to tap on the bookshelf behind Snape's desk --- [Principles of Potion Making] in a familiar manner.

This book is the mechanism leading to Snape's potion preparation room. Soul is already a regular visitor to this place, even though he has not been here for about half a year.

Soon, Sur stopped in front of the shelf through the spiral staircase, squinting to find what he wanted. In addition to the materials, there were also many prepared potions on the shelf.

As a potion master, a profession that requires frequent liver-burning, Snape would naturally prepare a lot of potions for staying up late at night, that is, brain-clearing potions, for him to use and stay up late.

Soul looked at only one-third of the can left, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. There was only so much left in the full can. Did Snape drink this thing as water?This is enough cans to hold at least a hundred bottles of standard medicine...

It is well known to modern people that staying up late can cause an important problem...

Soul suddenly understood why Snape didn't wash his hair out of necessity and would rather let it get oily... No matter how lush his hair was, he couldn't resist risking his life...

As long as I don’t wash my hair, no one will know how much hair is on my pillow when I wake up in the morning?

Shaking his head to get the incomprehensible thoughts out of his mind, Suer took out the glass bottle from his pocket, controlled it with magic, and carefully drank two bottles. After looking at the almost undetectable water level, Suer expressed satisfaction. Nod and leave quickly.

Of course, he didn't forget to use magic to erase the traces of his presence.

Finally, Soul squatted at the door of the potions classroom, listening to Snape's aura inside, full of idiots and splendens. He sighed in relief and began to close his eyes and rest his mind, waiting for the end of get out of class.

It was another day of tailgating. In the evening, Soul sat in the library, watching Hermione not far away flipping through books and waving her quill. There was a pile of books piled high on Hermione's left hand side, watching her exert all her strength. With a frown on his face, he seemed to be stumped by an assignment assigned by a certain professor.

Hermione was always stuck on this question, and she became a little anxious later on.

This was the first time Su Er had seen him like this, with blue circles under his eyes, messy hair, and a very bad mental state, like a homebody who stayed up late playing games for two days and two nights in a row.

He remained silent and sat on another chair, watching from the corner of his eye as Hermione took a few deep breaths, put aside the homework that was stumping her, changed a piece of paper and continued to wave the quill.

At this time, it was not long before the library closed.

Soul held his breath and concentrated. According to Hermione's temperament, if she didn't finish her homework, she would definitely not be able to sleep, so at this time, the time turner was the best option.

Sure enough, not long after, Hermione left the library holding all her books, and Soul naturally followed behind.

Seeing Hermione flipping the time turner in the corridor near the library, Soul frowned fiercely. A human being, even a wizard, must abide by the necessary rest and work rules for the human body.

Hermione's appearance was no different from that of a coder who kept working hard without any rest.

It would be strange if there would be no problems if we use the time converter at this time.

Maybe the problem lies here?

No, it's not... Soul watched in surprise as Hermione holding a book appeared from the other end of the corridor, then passed in front of him and left.

And the time was exactly a few seconds after Hermione turned on the time turner.

This means that the time converter is working normally at this time.

This means that the problem is not here, so it can only be that at night, Hermione used the time turner again for unknown reasons?

Soul narrowed his eyes as he looked at Hermione's figure, which was in the direction of the Gryffindor lounge.