The headquarters of the British Ministry of Magic is located in the heart of London, and the actual location is underground.

There are ten floors in the Ministry of Magic.

The ninth basement floor is the Department of Forbidden Items, a place where ordinary wizards can't get down, and where all kinds of dangerous items are kept.

"You want to use the time magic that Aberforth used to send Merope over?" The shaman looked at the pocket watch that Zhou Zhou had just found.

The watch was the time-turner used by Aberforth, whom she had seen Hermione use in the Harbby Potter films.

"Yes, if it's just the two of us, we can only win or lose by trying our best to deal with Aberforth. While Merope is still pregnant, we can exert 50 percent of our strength at most. It would be nice if the task was reversed, so that we don't have to be so passive. ”

"So you want to take the initiative and use the same time magic to go back to before Aberforth was born and attack young Aberforth?" The shaman guessed.

"Yes, and it would have dodged Aberforth's search. I don't know how he found us, but if we go back in time, he won't be able to find us. Now the only problem is ......"

"The only question is if I can use that magic. We've all heard the mantra and everything is ready. The shaman answered.

"Can I help?" Merope said on the sidelines.

The shaman then told Merope about the Time Spell.

Merope's eyes widened when she heard this, and she said, "So you and that Aberforth found me through this magic?" ”

The shaman nodded.

"I still don't understand why you're protecting me, but I think I know about the magic you mentioned, and all wizards have heard of it."

Zhou Zhou and the shaman immediately lifted their spirits and listened carefully.

Merope continued, "This magic is very volatile, and it is impossible to determine the exact time of return. It could have been a minute ago, or it could have been an hour ago. Or maybe a year ago. The odds of success are half luck and half magic. If the magic is strong, it can increase the time to go back. But the magic is ordinary, and with good luck, you can go back to the far past. ”

Only then did Zhou Zhou solve a puzzle he had been having, why didn't Aberforth go back to earlier, back to before Merope was pregnant, and kill Tom? Riddle.

Tom? Riddle is a Muggle mortal, has no magic, and is easier to deal with.

And if it was Aberforth, he would have wanted to go back a long time ago to save his sister.

Aberforth's sister Ariana? Dumbledore was involved in the tripartite war between Grindelwald, Albus, and Aberforth,

Death under a deadly spell. At the time, Aberforth couldn't even figure out whose spell had struck her.

The shaman's voice pulled Zhou Zhou's wandering thoughts back: "There is also a limit to this spell, there must be a time turner every time you use it. We didn't find this thing until we found it until we found it, which means it's very rare. ”

As she spoke, the shaman poured out a lot of books from the spatial ring and piled them on the ground along with the crucible, threw the pocket watch into the crucible, and recited the incantation she had written down, because of the effect of the NTZ pill, she clearly remembered the incantation that Aberforth had recited.

The crucible gurgled and began to melt, and in the sizzling sound, two thin doorposts like red-hot tallow candles gradually rose, and the two candles climbed higher and higher, and slowly could not bear their own weight, and began to bend slowly, slowly, slowly began to touch.

"It looks like it's going to take two minutes before the door is good." Zhou Zhoudao.

Two minutes later, the two goalposts were about to touch.

At this moment, boom.

Zhou Zhou only felt a violent vibration, and there was a huge metal object, which suddenly collapsed the entire ceiling, setting off a violent shock wave, with broken bricks, stone chips swept in all directions, shattering doors and windows, and the glass of the lockers.

Zhou Zhou's prophecy ability activated in an instant, and everything slowed down in front of his eyes, but there was no gap in front of him at all, and the glass sand and fine thorns were dense like a city wall slowly squeezing towards him.

He could only slowly close his eyes, exert himself, and slowly turn around and pick up the shaman and Merope, and run towards the arch.

Even though his biological clock felt like half a minute had passed, it had actually been just thirty milliseconds.

He kicked the ground hard, cracking the bricks under his feet, and shot arrows at the archway, the wall behind them narrowing the distance centimeter by centimeter.

But he felt they had time to enter the arch first.

At this moment, the wall behind them accelerated violently, and something exploded behind the wall, setting off an even more terrifying blast of flames, engulfing the wall, and the scorching flames engulfed Zhou Zhou and them, enveloping them, and lifting away the arches that had not yet taken shape.

Zhou Zhou woke up suddenly, he looked at the doorpost, which had just begun to bend at the moment, approaching each other, just as he had predicted.

——————'s too late!

He lined up all the stasis grenades in front of them, and then rushed to the doorpost, and under the surprised gaze of the shaman and Merope, he grasped a scorching doorpost in each hand, bringing them closer to each other, and the smell of roasted meat came from his palms.

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Five minutes ago, over the foggy capital of London, above the dark clouds, a huge aircraft carrier USS Hundred-Eyed Giant was floating in the air loaded with explosives and torpedoes.

At the bottom of the aircraft carrier, countless broomsticks support the Hundred-Eyed Giant.

If a passer-by looks up at this moment, they will see a strange shadow in the sky above the industrial fog. It is angular, unlike ordinary dark clouds with rounded curved edges.

On the bridge of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, Aberforth danced with his forehand, and many prophet daily newspapers in front of him flew staggered with his command.

If you look closely, you will see that the newspaper's dates are all in the future a day or two in the future.

After a few moments the newspaper stopped flying, and Aberforth took down the middle one.

"Found you."

Aberforth raised his hand to the Daily Prophet.

In the top left corner of the newspaper it was written that the Muggle world's largest aircraft carrier, the Cyclops, set sail. On the right, it is written that the last Slytherin descendant died at the Ministry of Magic.

The word death, which was a moment ago, gradually disappeared into another piece of news: "The Hogwarts steam locomotive has been designed." ”

"So you're here." Aberforth muttered to himself, his long silver beard trembling slightly.

He had been looking for Melop through the future Daily Prophet, where he found someone protecting her, and always helped Melop escape two minutes early.

So he guessed that the wizard who protected Merope must have the ability to predict what would happen in two minutes, so he sent McGonagall, who can turn into a cat, to test whether the other party was a prophecy of the visual kei.

Unfortunately, McGonagall disappeared before she could complete her mission.

Now he had thought of a way to crack the opponent's prophecy ability, trapping them in a space where they couldn't use shapeshifting, and using a wide range of attacks to keep them from escaping.

Today, the other party finally threw himself into the net and went to the Ministry of Magic, which could not use the shapeshifter internally.

He steered the snatched Hundred-Eyed Giant aircraft carrier to the ground, its massive body piercing through the rain clouds and slamming into the mist-filled ground.

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