Chapter 066 is not an ordinary person

"It's really not the best time." Catherine said again regretfully, "It's better to forget!" Her wand suddenly appeared in her right hand.

"Can you really forget?" Dumbledore sighed, but his left hand pressed quickly to his wand.

Two rays of white light shot out from the heads of both wands at the same time, colliding and exploding, causing Snape to fall to the ground with a quick eye and casting a soundproof spell on Hagrid's hut.

After the aftermath of the explosion had passed, Snape found Dumbledore being blasted back into Hagrid's bed, Catherine being slammed into the couch by the door, Tracy being blown into the air, and everything in the middle of the cabin was shattered, including the roof and floor.

Snape rolled his eyes helplessly, and with a wave of his wand, he restored the two culprits to their original state.

"It hurts!" Dumbledore clutched the top of his head in pain, and he was hit twice in a short period of time, and it was not a pleasant feeling.

"Huh?" Catherine looked around in bewilderment, she was now unsure if the memory in her head was real or just a dream.

"It's eleven fifty-five!" Snape threw a magic to show the time and stood in the middle of the hut with a blank face.

Catherine hurried to her feet, only to find that she looked as if she had just been hit by a train; Dumbledore hurriedly took out the time turner, only to find that his hair and beard were covered in dust.

They both looked at the man who woke them up, but Snape looked at the beating time. "Aren't you leaving?" He asked coldly, not looking at the other two.

Catherine hurried over to Snape and took his hand, and Dumbledore came over and put the chain around the necks of all three of them, and he turned the timer six times.

Hagrid's hut was gone, and they were flying back as fast as they could, all sorts of vague clouds and shapes passing before their eyes, their ears rumbling, and when their feet were back on solid ground, everything was focused again, and they stood in the empty, very dark foyer.

Dumbledore removed the chain from their necks, and Snape immediately pulled Catherine to a nearby empty room, and when all three of them had entered and closed the door, there was a footstep in the hallway, followed by two more footsteps.

Catherine secretly looked at Dumbledore, if he knew what was going to happen in the future, would he still persuade herself and Snape to help?

As if sensing the girl's gaze, Dumbledore looked over, the half-moon lenses reflecting a faint glow that also concealed his true gaze.

"We're leaving!" Snape spoke suddenly, and opened the door and pulled Catherine out of the room.

"Severus......" Dumbledore called Snape to stop.

"What?" Snape glared back in disgust.

"You ......," Dumbledore glanced at Catherine beside Snape, but didn't ask, "remember to look after the others." He smiled again.

"Yes!" Snape replied, and immediately led Catherine away.

"You just saw it all?" Upon arriving at Snape's office, Catherine asked Dumbledore unasked questions.

“Yes!” Snape stared at Catherine sharply, "Why?"

"Because of Tracy." Catherine habitually looked over her shoulder, but realized that her pet was not there, and after thinking about it, she remembered that it had just flown back to Hagrid's hut when Dumbledore turned the timer.

"Just because it's almost the same as Dumbledore's stupid bird?"

Catherine looked up at Snape in shock: "You can see its illusion?" ”

"Isn't ......," Snape asked, frowning, "can't anyone else see clearly?" ”

"Of course!" Catherine smiled wryly, she now finally understood who the blackbird cloth idol was.

Although Dumbledore didn't ask, he still had a way to confirm it, because he was now back six hours ago, he just had to wait for things to happen, preside over the mobilization meeting, and after assigning the work, he went to the Forbidden Forest and told Fawkes to save the other self, and he himself went directly to Hagrid's hut in stealth and waited for Catherine's arrival.

But when Hagrid's hut disappeared again, he did not return home, but appeared in a lively dueling arena, and directly opposite him was a wizard dressed in grace and luxury, with a handsome and bevelous countenance, long golden hair flowing in the wind, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the pair of purple eyes that were still full of dangerous light.

Dumbledore couldn't help but reach out his hand, but the scene around him shook and he returned to Hogwarts.

"No!" Dumbledore clenched his fists and roared silently, he immediately ran back to the castle and rushed back to his office, he opened the drawer in a panic, took out a box with a trembling voice, hesitated for a moment before opening it and grasping the contents tightly, and his figure disappeared from the room.

When Dumbledore's feet hit the ground, a fierce wind almost blew him away, and he waved his wand, and the silence around him immediately became silent. He looked up at the black fortress in front of him, the high walls blocking most of the buildings, but not the tallest tower.

Dumbledore turned in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air, and although he was still unapproachable, he could see through the "window"—the extremely narrow gap in the black stones—the scene on the top floor.

In a small cell, the dim light of the fire swayed with the wind, and a thin man was sitting by the firelight reading a book, he was draped in a thin blanket, his hands were very protruding as if they were only covered with a layer of skin, and his long flowing golden hair had lost all its brilliance, only the purple still had a dangerous glow.

As if sensing the gaze of the visitor, the man jerked his head up and looked out the window, Dumbledore hurriedly turned around and disappeared from the spot, returning to the place where he had just appeared, the wind blew his pale beard and hair, but he did not stop, just clenched the wand in his hand, and looked up at the place where the man was staying, his blue eyes full of longing.

Dumbledore didn't know how long he had been in a daze, and it wasn't until the dim light of the fire was the only light here that he suddenly realized that he had forgotten what he was supposed to do.

"It hurts!" As soon as Dumbledore wanted to lower his head and take out the time turner, he found that his neck was completely frozen and his body became very sluggish, "It's really old!" He sighed as he held his head, took out the key and went back to his office.

"How long has it been since I?" It was only after his body had regained his agility that Dumbledore asked for the portrait on the wall.

"It's been almost five hours!" The top portrait emits an old voice, "I'll tell you to walk around more often, so that you don't really get frozen into ice next time." He closed his eyes and leaned back against the frame, his face hidden in a dark hood, only a few strands of blonde hair falling out.

Dumbledore's frozen face couldn't help but gush some blood, and the other portraits snickered exaggeratedly.

"It's time for me to go!" Dumbledore took out the golden pocket watch and looked at it, then took out the time turner and went back to the morning to deal with Voldemort, because the time was uncertain, and when he arrived, he was "complained" by Snape.

But Dumbledore didn't expect that he didn't even have a chance to make a move, Voldemort was solved by Catherine, and Snape nervously took her to the medical wing, so he had to obediently stay and finish up.

Catherine's injury shocked the students who stayed at the school at the time, they didn't expect it to turn out like this, especially Kensaut, who regretted not discovering Lockhart's anomaly earlier, and regretting not jumping with him.

Although Kensault hated Catherine very much, it was only because her background was unknown, which could threaten her position, and she was not one of those extreme people who would hurt an innocent person for her own selfish desires.

Therefore, after learning the news of Catherine's serious injury, Kenshart volunteered to stay, although Ixissi also cared about Catherine, but Biss Demeter, who also had an accident, was also a Slytherin, and he had to go to St. Mungo to monitor the development of the situation and help Dumbledore deal with the Demetert family, because Snape had to stay at Hogwarts to take care of Catherine.

Draco, Harry, and Hermione were eager to turn the Medical Wing into their dormitories, but thanks to Blaise, Ron, and Pansy stopping their madness, and Madam Pomfrey severely restricting their visitation hours so as not to disturb Catherine's rest.

Cedric and the others tried to stay, but were chased away by Professor McGonagall, and were also sent home by other students who stayed at the school, except for the Weasley siblings, who were able to stay with a few "parties" because their parents were still in Egypt.

The twins and Ginny were incredulous about Catherine's injury, they didn't expect that just a trip to Hogsmeade would make the lively red-haired girl lose an arm, but luckily they were in the wizarding world, and her hand could grow back.

Because everyone present at the time agreed to keep it a secret, Lockhart and Demeter remained unconscious, Hagrid thought that Catherine's right hand was injured by Aragog and Mosag, and Dumbledore ordered the removal of the eight-eyed spider, he was saddened by the death of his pet, he felt guilty about the girl's injury, and he repeatedly tried to express his apologies, but he was thrown out by Snape, and had to wander around the medical wing all day long.

For Catherine, the injury was so hard that every time she woke up, she would immediately fall into a coma because of the severe pain in her right arm, and so on and so on for an unknown number of times, until ten days later, when the pain began to weaken, and she could not stay awake.

"What time is it?" Everyone present at the time was surprised, because most people woke up and asked how long they had been in a coma.

"January 9th." It was Kenshott who replied, and because she was preparing to work as a therapist after graduation, Madam Pomfrey and Snape allowed her to stay and assist them, "Tomorrow the vacation will be over." ”

"Time flies." Catherine looked at Snape, who had hurried to receive the news, "Happy birthday!" Professor! She smiled happily, "It's a pity I didn't have time to prepare a gift for you." ”

"Humph!" Snape snorted in displeasure, "You should care more about your hands. He bent down and began to examine it closely.

"Can it be restored to its original state?" Catherine finally looked at her right hand, where the bones, muscles, and nerves had just grown, and it looked like a skinned human specimen.

"That phoenix's holiday contribution is all on your right hand, and it won't mind contributing again if it can't be recovered." Snape said coldly.