The only correct history within, the Clock Tower Magic School, the Principal's Lounge.

In the private bedroom, the magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows, elegant curtains, crystal chandeliers, the whole room is very luxuriously furnished.

Hermione, the big girl in shape, wrapped her arms around the man's waist with her hands, buried her head in his arms, and asked softly:

"What should I do if I meet those bad people in this exchange meeting?"

"Be vigilant! They'll jump out on their own, and they'll just wait for them to find them. ”

"Anyway, their purpose is to disrupt order, create chaos, destroy civilization, and finally destroy the whole world········· Any existing order is their enemy, and both the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government are their targets. ”

"They will stir up the storm, create wars, and provoke disputes and conflicts among various countries, these are the same old ways."

"So, Tom is a good pawn, he is crazy enough, his reputation is also very loud, and he is full of destructive tendencies, and people with many ancient sounds will not let go of such a useful pawn."

"Getting Tom's Horcrux in our hands early will allow us to take more initiative. The chessboard has been set up, just waiting for the opponent to land. ”

As he spoke, the man kissed the girl's cherry lips, and there was another hot kiss.

Releasing two Dark Lords to wreak havoc everywhere outside will definitely attract a group of "people with hearts" soon, this is an idle move, depending on how many stupid and stupid fish you can catch.

The professors who led the team this time were Hermione and Zhang Ming.

The former has long cultivated the method of longevity, and his body and face are completely fixed in his girlhood, but he is the best in terms of academic achievements and personal strength.

She is now the Director of the Law Division, part-time Secretary to the Dean, and the Vice-President of the Clock Tower Magic Society.

The latter is a disciple of the dean, and after graduation, he was hired back to the school, and is now the director of the alchemy department, and is known as the magician with the best hope of advancing to the crown within ten years.

In addition, there are more than a dozen professors and three hundred guardian knights, escorting a team of 2,000 students to Hogwarts.

"I really don't understand why I want to bring so many students."

"It always feels like it's not like an exchange, it's more like a demonstration········· There are only a lot of people at Hogwarts! Merlin, I must be crazy! I was actually chased by the teacher! ”

"What's more, you're Merlin!"

Finally recovering from the dizziness of kissing, Miss Hermione finally thought about the business she had to do today.

She looked at the magic clock on the wall and complained:

"I'm about to leave, and you still won't let me go?"

"Don't worry, I control the time of the whole world, and the time in this brother's room does not participate in the flow of time outside, it is relatively self-contained."

Merlin smiled and put the girl down, looking at the beauty's angry appearance, which made it even more interesting.

"We still have a long way to go, and we can stay here as long as I want, even if it is thousands of years, and we will never waste time···········"

"Even if there is only a moment left, it can be transformed into eternity."

What a wild word!

However, for this man who is full of mystery, such a thing seems to be a matter of course.

He has mastered the whole world, and undoubtedly has mastered the realm of time.

So this is a means unimaginable to mortals, but for this man, it is just a simple hand

Grabbing the silk soft quilt to cover her chest, the girl's cheeks instantly flushed, as if she realized something.

"No········· It's ridiculous······· Hmm-"

The next words were blocked by a sweet kiss.

With her eyes wide, the girl bit her lover's lip in shame and rage, taking revenge on this absurd act.

Unconsciously, the authority of time commands and orders the years to stand still at this moment, as if this moment can last for eternity.

The Immortal's view of time is different from that of mortals.

I don't know how long the two of them have been tossing, ten years, or a hundred years, they are no longer mortal beings, and they don't care about the routine of mortals.

The curtains in the room were drawn all the time, but you could still see through the curtains that it was daytime outside.

Since the time here is not in the same timeline as the time outside, it is relatively unnoticeable that no matter how long it has been inside this magic house, the outside will not notice, and naturally it will not be late, let alone be disturbed.

As Merlin said, as long as you want to, even a moment can be turned into eternity.

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Hogwarts, inside the library.

Students weave from one shelf to the shelves, searching for reference books and notes from their predecessors.

Little Hermione sat quietly at a table, spreading out a large thick book, occasionally scribbling something from her notes.

She is not from a magical family, and if she wants to catch up with those classmates who have mastered a lot of magic since childhood, she naturally has to sacrifice more free time and spend more effort.

"Hermione!"

The little boy with freckles on his face ran over and shouted excitedly.

"Mr. Weasley!"

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, shouted angrily!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Pince, I'm just going to keep my voice quiet!"

Ron Weasley immediately apologized.

Mrs. Pince is the caretaker here, and she can't see anyone making a lot of noise in the library.

Once someone destroys a book in the library and yells at it, it will definitely be listed as persona non grata, and it will not be so easy to borrow a book again.

"Hermione, I just heard the news that there will be an exchange meeting between the schools of Grid, and another student from the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will be visiting Hogwarts."

The boy lowered his voice and shared the news like a treasure.

At Hogwarts, where entertainment is scarce, they create and spread all sorts of gossip, and they enjoy it.

"Do you know which school it is?"

"The International School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Austria, the Azraald School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Lyon, France, the California School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States, or Beauxbatons and Durmstrand?"

Hermione seems to have a specific understanding of this.

"It is said that there are a total of eleven famous magic schools in the wizarding world, all of which are very ancient and mysterious, but there are only seven magic schools in known directions, and the others are only rumors, and no one knows the specific location."

"There is a very old school in South America."

"This South American school of witchcraft and wizardry is deep in the rainforest, and for Muggles who have stumbled into it without magic, Bruxo is a square-looking, resplendent castle reminiscent of a temple. The school is guarded by Caipora (in Portuguese, a stuffed elf in native Brazilian mythology), and the headmaster of Castelobruxo once offered to send a few Castelobruxo to the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts so that Armando Dippet, who was complaining about Peeves at the time, knew how much trouble they could get, but was refused. ”

Although there are several smaller schools of magic in Africa, Dou is the largest of all the schools of magic, and he welcomes students from all continents, but the only clue given is the "Moon Mountains". Some would say that some magic originated in Africa, but Uagadou's graduates excelled in astronomy, alchemy, and self-transfiguration.

The wand was a European invention, and before it was adopted by African wizards in the last century, they could cast spells with a wave of their fingers or gestures.

Students who have been admitted to Uagadou will be notified through the "Dream Messengers". Sent by the headmaster at the time, the Dream Messenger would appear when the children were asleep and leave a mark – usually when the children woke up to find themselves holding a stone with words engraved on it, a unique selection of Uagadou's methods. ”

"In addition to this, Japanese magic schools are known for being good at Quidditch, although they are very small and late. Hogwarts students once stumbled upon it, and it sits on an uninhabitable volcanic island of Iwo Jima, where students ride petrels to and from their homes every day. Finally, there is also a magical school that is said to exist in North America. ”

"These are the seven schools that I know of, and there are four schools that I can't really find in the school."

Hearing this, Ron in front of him was dumbfounded.

He swallowed and sat down awkwardly.

What Hermione said, he, a young wizard from a pure-blood family, had never heard of.

"Hermione, I seem to have mentioned it when I eavesdropped on the professors, it's a magic school called the Clock Tower."

"Clock Tower?"

Tsundere's little Hermione thought about it, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember.

"I heard that this school was founded in 1942, and it is only half a century old."

"Ahh I remember! Clock Tower Magic Association! Oh my God, I thought it was—"

Hermione suddenly exclaimed.

"Miss Granger! Mr. Weasley! ”

Mrs. Pince stood right in front of them, with a feather duster in hand.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Pince."

Hermione apologized embarrassedly for forgetting to be in the library.

"Get out, get out, get me out!"

Both were kicked out of the library this time.

"Oh my God, Ron, I've received ······· before I thought it was a mistake. ”

Hermione rummaged through the pages of a book and found a brand new postcard.

It was postmarked with the words "By Miss Hermione Granger." ”

"It's the Clock Tower's acceptance letter, I thought it taught magic, well, that kind of Muggle shampoo."

She tried to describe to Ron the difference between Muggle magic and magic, but she quickly gave up.

For some reason, Hermione always felt that these pure-blooded wizards always seemed a little mentally retarded.

They don't even understand electric lights and televisions, let alone play online games.

It's like a forgotten people living in the Middle Ages.

"Anyway, I was invited by Hogwarts at the time, so I didn't report it, and who knows, why the acceptance letter from the school of witchcraft and wizardry was sent from the post office?"

"Does the other school do this, and only Hogwarts sends letters with owls?"

Scratching at her hair irritably, Hermione regretted her sluggishness.

"The conditions of the clock tower are much better than those of Hogwarts, with single dormitories with bathrooms and toilets, a total of 10 million scholarships per year, and the school organizes a trip around the world every semester··········· Blah blah, the conditions are so good, that's why I thought it was a liar! ”

Hermione regretted it with frustration, not so much for the great treatment she had missed, but for the fact that she had misjudged the matter.

Because she arbitrarily believed that it was a hoax, she did not investigate it at all, which was the real reason for her remorse.

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