Hermione blinked her eyes, looking at the smiling Professor Blaine for a while, and then at the figure shaking on the wall, and quietly opened her mouth in embarrassment.
"You saw it all, Professor?"
"Apparently so,"
Amosta intertwined his fingers on the table, stared at Hermione with dazzling eyes, and said in a deep voice.
He didn't realize at all that his appearance was almost exactly the same as that of Dumbledore, who stayed in the office all day and rarely appeared.
"I noticed something strange when you walked into the Transfiguration classroom. At first, I thought it was Black. I was going to rush into Professor Babbling's classroom closest to this office to catch you out, and then go to Professor McGonagall and Viktor. Professor...
But fortunately, I stopped myself from doing this in time. Otherwise, once this matter breaks out, I simply can't imagine what will happen to you. Hermione, maybe you may be trapped in the gap of time forever and be unable to escape! "
Looking at the horrified little witch, Amosta sighed and said,
"Last semester, when you were trying to register for all the electives, I reminded you, Hermione, that human energy is limited. Even I or Principal Dumbledore cannot do everything...
With your intelligence, since Fred and George can think that I will restart monitoring, there is no reason why you can't expect this. It's just that too many subjects involve your energy and make your brain not clear enough... Otherwise If so, you should say hello to me in advance. "
The moment Professor Blaine said what he was going to do, Hermione broke into a cold sweat.
No one needed to remind her, she herself knew what would happen if she couldn't escape from the time loop. There were many precedents... Some wizards tried to use the time turner to change something, but as a result, they made a mistake and ran into the original body. That is, he was killed by himself who was in the upper reaches of the timeline and had no idea why.
"I can't do it, Professor!"
Hermione shouted with a sad face and a little broken down,
"Harry also persuaded me to give up some courses, but I couldn't ignore the interesting knowledge. Moreover, Ron's brother, Percy, also used this. I think I... "
Clear tears dripped into the light green tea liquid in her hand, creating ripples in circles. Hermione lowered her head and sobbed and said,
"I just want to prove, Professor..."
To be honest, it is not an easy task to persuade a little witch who is in adolescence and is emotionally sensitive and prone to collapse. Fortunately, Amosta is still patient and has been comforting her softly and counting her over and over again. After half an hour, Hermione gradually calmed down and wiped her tearful eyes.
"Thank you, Professor, I feel better--"
"Like I said, Hermione, even Merlin may not be able to cook better than a humble house elf. We have to make a choice--"
Amosta, who was secretly relieved, said decisively, but looking at Hermione's eyes twinkling across from him, Amosta knew that she probably had no intention of giving up a few classes.
"I'm looking for you, Hermione..."
For the stubborn Hermione, Amosta was a little helpless. He took a sip of tea and softened his tone.
"I hope you can provide me with a copy of your class schedule,"
In Hermione's somewhat confused look, Amosta explained,
"Although what happened today did not lead to serious consequences, it does not mean that similar misunderstandings will occur in the future. I have to find out whether the you who appears on the monitoring screen is really you, not... Some criminal sneaked into the castle and disguised himself as you.”
This was a reasonable request, and Hermione had no reason to refuse.
"Also, one more request, Hermione—"
After tapping the course schedule handed over by Hermione with his wand and duplicating it, Amosta stared with interest at the thin gold chain vaguely exposed on Hermione's waist.
"This is a completely personal request, Hermione, the time turner... This kind of thing has always been strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic. In reality, I have never seen this thing. I don't know if it is appropriate..."
Hermione blinked and looked at Professor Braine who had a curious expression. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. She suddenly realized that Professor Braine called her over to comfort and lecture her, and even went to kill her in a pretentious manner. The course schedule may be a cover-up. His real purpose may be to see this time converter!
"Oh, no problem, Professor--"
Although Professor McGonagall had expressly prohibited her from revealing this time-turner to others, now that Professor Blaine had figured out the situation for herself... Hermione untied the thin golden chain from her neck, but was a little confused. , and a few of her brown curly hairs were caught in the chain holes, which made her nose feel sore.
"this thing--"
Amosta carefully held the delicate hourglass with its surface overflowing with light. With the help of a few weak rays of sunlight that struggled to penetrate the clouds, he squinted his eyes and looked at the slightly hazy space inside the hourglass...
The power of time - before entering Hogwarts at the beginning of this year, Amosta knew nothing about this power in reality, but after his trip to Avalon Island, he experienced the chaotic time sequence firsthand. Some thoughts...
In the magical world, surrounding the possession of time turners, the Ministry of Magic has formulated hundreds of laws based on thousands of years of experience. At the same time, the most stringent laws and penalties are imposed on the abuse of time turners. , according to Amosta's understanding, all time turners are public items and are not allowed to be held by private individuals for a long time. Only under certain special circumstances, you can write an application letter to the relevant department of the Ministry of Magic.
Even the Ministry of Magic has not mastered the manufacturing process of the time turner, but it is said that a certain pure-blood family that invented this thing still retains some relevant knowledge in this area.
“How far back in time does it take you?”
Amosta asked with interest while playing with the small hourglass back and forth.
"Twelve hours at most, Professor Blaine,"
Hermione looked worriedly at Professor Blaine who was turning the hourglass around on his fingertips, fearing that he might accidentally travel through time.
"This is what Professor McGonagall told me when he handed it to me, but I haven't tried it. So far, I have only taken it back two hours at most..."
After hearing this answer, several fine lines appeared on Amosta's forehead, his eyes became deep, and his circling fingertips became stiff for a moment.
After nodding his head noncommittally, Amosta asked in a casual tone.
"That book I gave you before, Hermione, are you still reading it recently?"
"oh!"
Hermione's cheeks suddenly turned red. She stared at the cracks in the bricks sheepishly and stammered,
"Sorry, Professor, that book involves a lot of knowledge that is only covered in S-level spell courses. I...well, I studied it during the summer vacation, but after school started..."
"Don't be nervous, Hermione. I don't intend to ask you to memorize that book by heart. I just hope that it can help you at some point in the future."
Amosta smiled gently, then threw the small hourglass and the sobering potion to Hermione, and signaled that she could leave.
"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing--"
The moment the grateful Hermione stepped out of the office, Amosta, who suddenly remembered something, called out to her,
"Professor Lupine's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, um..., what did you learn?"
"We learned Boggart, Red Hat, Cabba and Grindylow, Professor!"
In her conscious state, Hermione returned to the question loudly under the control of instinct, "Next, we should learn hinkpunk, Professor--"
Hermione asked confused, "What's the problem, Professor Blaine?"
"Oh, hinkerpunk, okay, I get it--"
What a wonderful coincidence, Amosta thought with a smile, waved his hand, and closed the door directly...
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