[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Chapter 108 Time Converter

They talked little for the rest of the trip. Finally, the train finally stopped at Hogwarts Station. Before getting off the train, Neville thought of his pet toad Lyford and hurried back to his carriage to find it. Jiujiu impatiently queued up with them to wait for the carriage, shook her wings, and flew away.

When they finally braved the cold wind and rain to climb up to pick up their carriage, they saw two cloaked dementors standing silently guarding under the shadow of the stone pillars on both sides at the school gate. It was obvious when they passed by them. It feels like the temperature around me has dropped.

The carriage rolled forward, passed the two dementors, sped up on the long sloping driveway, and finally staggered to a stop in front of the castle.

When Harry got out of the car, he saw the Slytherin students pointing at him. Crabbe let out a rude laugh, and then asked awkwardly: "Really? Longbottom really said that? Potter?" Fainted?"

Next to him, Goyle chuckled dully.

Harry blushed.

"I heard that some people were so scared that they vomited!" Pansy, a Slytherin girl, laughed in a high voice, glancing at Tom intentionally or unintentionally. Her words triggered another burst of wanton ridicule from the Slytherins.

Tom raised his wand in front of his eyes and flicked his little wooden stick with his other hand. While staring at the Slytherins, he mentally weighed whether to go over and teach them a lesson.

But someone spoke before he made a decision - Malfoy, who had grown a lot taller and thinner during the holidays, glared at Pansy with a sullen look.

"That's enough." He said impatiently, gathering his cloak and his face turned an unhealthy white. "It's such a boring topic."

Tom looked at the young master of the Malfoy family thoughtfully, guessing that the dementors who got on the car to patrol probably also brought back a lot of painful memories for him... Will he remember the events of the last school year?

He smiled politely at Malfoy, and Malfoy turned his face away expressionlessly, leading Crabbe and Goyle up the stone steps into the castle.

"Let's go, kids." Professor Lupine got off a carriage from behind and smiled at them, "I can't wait to have something to eat."

So they walked through the huge oak door, and as soon as they approached the front hall, they quickly felt warm all over. The invisible magic barrier blocked the violent wind and rain from the castle - and also blocked Professor Lupin.

As soon as Professor Lupine took a step into the castle gate, a red network of intertwined lights suddenly lit up at the door, while a sharp alarm sounded and he was resolutely pushed out.

"Ah, I forgot." Professor Luping was still smiling, his face pale. He hurriedly took out a brooch from the box and fastened it on his clothes. The light from the detection spell at the door swept across the brooch and then quietly dispersed.

All the students around him stopped in surprise and turned to look at this strange wizard.

"A little oversight." Professor Lupin explained with a calm smile to everyone around him, "The magic barrier of Hogwarts does not allow strangers to enter, and I forgot to bring the voucher sent to me by the principal——"

"It's not unusual at all, is it, Lupin?" Snape stood silently at the door of the hall and looked at him, saying with a disgusted fake smile, "ignoring all rules and regulations, always inadvertently forgetting all inconveniences. My own business——"

"Severus." Professor McGonagall, who hurried out to check the situation, interrupted him decisively, "Can you please take the whole team of freshmen to attend the sorting ceremony?"

Snape shook his head roughly to indicate his agreement.

"Potter, Granger, and you, Locke, come to the office with me!" Professor McGonagall simply shook hands with Professor Lupin and ordered several students to follow her.

"How..." Ron looked at them helplessly.

"No need to look so gloomy, I just want to have a few words with you in the office. Mr. Weasley, you go to the hall." Professor McGonagall led them up the marble stairs and along the corridor into her office.

"Sit down." She walked around the table and sat down in her seat. "Professor Lupine sent an owl first, saying that you were sick on the train, Harry."

Harry's face heated up and he felt so embarrassed. Before he spoke, someone knocked on the door gently, and Madam Pomfrey from the hospital wing hurriedly walked in, caressed his back affectionately, and asked: "Oh, it's you, did you do something dangerous? ?”

"I'm fine." Harry said desperately, determined not to look at anyone again, "I don't need-"

"It's a dementor." Professor McGonagall ignored Harry's resistance and explained to Madam Pomfrey.

Madam Pomfrey raised her eyes, exchanged a look with her, and then made a snort of disapproval.

"Let dementors be stationed around the school! What a great idea!" She muttered angrily, gently brushing Harry's hair away and wiping the cold sweat from his face. "Poor kid, he can't be The first to break. Those horrific monsters, what they do to those who can’t stand it—"

"I can't stand it!" Harry raised his voice angrily, feeling like tears were about to well up.

"Of course you're not," Madam Pomfrey said in an absent-minded tone meant for coaxing children, intently observing the changes in Harry's pupils. "I think he should spend tonight in the school hospital."

"I - don't - need - want!" Harry jumped. "I'm so good!"

"Well," Madam Pomfrey said, finally realizing the sensitive self-esteem of adolescent children, "then at least some chocolate?"

"I've already eaten some," Harry's voice dropped again, "Professor Lupin gave it to us."

"That's not bad." Madam Pomfrey agreed.

Professor McGonagall also said happily: "We finally have a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"

"Ha, are you serious?" Madam Pomfrey stopped her smile, glanced at Professor McGonagall quickly, and then quickly changed the subject, "Since Harry is fine, I'll go back. I'll tell the little boy Tell the elves, we will serve hot chocolate to the children at dinner today, I think they all need to stay warm."

Tom watched Madam Pomfrey walk out lightly, thinking about Madam Pomfrey's rhetorical question in his mind, and couldn't help but think of the abnormal reaction detection spell at the gate just now. Is this a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

"Are you sure you're okay, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Harry sternly.

"Sure," Harry said with a straight face.

"Very well, you can go back to the hall first. I want to say a few words to Miss Granger and Mr. Locke."

Harry resignedly left.

"Now it's your turn," Professor McGonagall looked a little more serious, "About your timetable for this school year——"

Hermione wrung her hands nervously, and Tom sat up straight in anticipation.

"Both of you are good students whom I can rest assured - well, I can rest assured." Professor McGonagall gave Tom an extra glare, "Tell me, can I trust you?"

"Of course," they replied.

"This is the time turner." Professor McGonagall took out two long gold chains from the drawer. Below the gold chains hung a small, shiny golden timer. .seven

"For it, I have been writing various certification letters and applications to the Ministry of Magic throughout this holiday. This magical creation can give you more time to complete the courses you choose, but I must warn you, playing with time is very dangerous. , Very dangerous behavior. Do you still insist on attending all courses?"

"Of course!" Hermione replied eagerly, staring at the Time-Turner in Professor McGonagall's hand with shining eyes.

Tom thought thoughtfully and asked, "What exactly is the danger?"

"One of the most important laws in the magic world is that no one should change time." Professor McGonagall's eyes were stern. "The past cannot be changed. There have been many wizards in history who got confused about time and various things happened. Horrible things, such as accidentally killing your past self or your future self, or getting lost in the reincarnation of time and disappearing, etc. You can read "The History of Funny Wizards-The Diary of the Time Dragon" to learn more." She tore off two sheets. He wrote on the note, "With my signature, you can go to the [restricted] book area to borrow it later."

"Okay, Professor."

"The long river of time or the time tunnel - this description is all human conjecture. What time is is difficult to describe and understand from a human perspective. In short, you can understand it." Professor McGonagall said, "Where There are life forms that are different from the time and space that humans live in. In addition to the time dragons I just mentioned, there are also more dangerous ones——"

"More dangerous than dragons?" Hermione asked.

"As long as you don't provoke them, time dragons generally don't like to talk to us, so yes, compared to dragons, other life forms are more threatening. I would like to remind you to be careful of hounds. That is a kind of thing that can happen once They are disgusting monsters that you will fanatically chase after you encounter them, but fortunately you can only encounter them by crossing time significantly. So I suggest you be more cautious and go back hour by hour, at most not More than half a day. You can see the fate of wizards who retreat for more than a day in "The History of Funny Wizards."

"How to travel through time?" Tom asked.

"Put on this chain, it will take you to your position. Without this special chain, it is easy to be thrown off in the time tunnel. Then turn the timer counterclockwise, one revolution is one hour. Always remember to adjust your watch, remember Time, return in time—and, swear to me!”

"Swear you'll never use it for anything other than studying!" she snapped.

Tom and Hermione both swore obediently.

"Swear that you won't tell anyone about this!"

"Including Harry?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Anyone!" Professor McGonagall emphasized.

"Okay..." they promised.

"Very good." Professor McGonagall pushed the time turner to them and watched the two children hang the gold chains around their necks and stuff the timers into their clothes.

"I hope I didn't trust the wrong person. I assured the Ministry of Magic that you are all model students in our school..." She said, looking at Tom suspiciously, and Tom gave her an innocent smile.

Professor McGonagall pretended to be angry and snorted, but also smiled. She took out another package from the drawer and handed it to Tom, "Your invisibility cloak, Locke. I think this will be helpful to you."

Tom took Harry's invisibility cloak in surprise. He was originally thinking about how to ask the professor to give it back to him.

"Come on, let's go have dinner together." Professor McGonagall stood up and led them down the stairs back to the auditorium.