A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America, with a few occasional flaps of its wings, could cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

This is known as the butterfly effect.

For this world, every move of Clarke, who is a traverser, will bring some different changes to the direction of this world.

Hagrid didn't need to be separated from his beloved dragon Nobeta.

Lockhart saved his memory and became the first teacher to quit in Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Charlie, who has been wandering outside, can finally return to England and return to his parents, without having to choose between his loved ones and his beloved career.

Buckbeak wasn't judged for Malfoy's stupidity in protecting magical creatures in class, and he wasn't going to be beheaded.

The confident Neville no longer needs a note to memorize the password, and Blake has no chance of breaking into the Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

Ron wasn't frightened, he had one less chance to be in the limelight, the school didn't conduct a second big search, the security measures were much looser, and the students were freer.

If so, it seems that the changes brought about by Clark are developing in a good direction.

However, things in this world, every drink and peck, all have a certain number, and until the last moment, who can say clearly.

Of course, Clark is not in the mood to pay attention to these complex philosophical reflections these days.

As the next semester progressed halfway through, they were learning more lessons, and for Clark and Hermione, using the time turner to study more lessons meant more effort than the rest of the class.

The schedule was so full that he couldn't care about the inconsequential things, and even Sirius Black was almost left behind by him.

In the same condition as him, there was Hermione.

Compared to Clark, who has more powerful attributes, she is in even worse condition.

Once, on their way to Charms class, Clarke, Neville, Harry, and Ron hurried up the marble staircase towards Professor Flitwick's classroom, only to find that Hermione hadn't followed.

"You're late, kids!" As Harry pushed open the classroom door, Professor Flitwick reproached, "Come on, raise your wand, we're going to experiment with the Happy Charm today, and the class has split into two-"

The four of them walked briskly to a desk in the back row of the classroom and opened their school bags, only to react when Ron looked back.

"Where's Hermione?"

Harry looked around and saw that Hermione hadn't entered the classroom, but he remembered that Hermione was right behind him when he pushed the door.

Clark and Neville could only help her around, "Weird, maybe—maybe she's going to the bathroom?" ”

Harry and the others accepted this for the time being, but Hermione didn't show up until the end of class.

"She's in need of a happy charm." Ron said.

At the end of class, the whole class grinned and went to lunch—the happiness spell made them feel satisfied.

Hermione didn't come to lunch either, and by the time they finished eating the apple pie, the effects of the Happy Charm wore off, and Harry and Ron began to get a little worried.

"Hermione can't have something wrong, right?" As they hurried up the stairs towards the Gryffindor Tower, Ron asked.

"With Hermione's abilities, what could she posses?" Clark coped casually.

But Harry could clearly tell that Clark wasn't as calm as he seemed on the surface.

At least Clark, who had been paying attention to his personal image, didn't even turn over his cuffs at the moment, and he didn't notice it.

The four of them passed by the shiny armor, gave the password to the fat lady who had just returned to work ("Playboy Brother"), and slipped through the portrait hole into the common room.

Once inside, they saw Hermione sitting at her desk, resting her head on an open arithmetic and divination textbook, sleeping soundly.

Harry and Ron tried to wake her up, but Clark waved his hand, "Let her sleep, she's tired too." ”

Harry shrugged his shoulders and returned to the dorm along with Ron and Neville, leaving Clarke alone to sit next to Hermione.

It was a long time, maybe an hour, before Clarke, who was reading a book, when he heard a groan from beside him.

"Ah, Clarke—why are you here?" Hermione, who woke up, was taken aback and looked around blankly when she saw Clark, "I'm asleep, shouldn't I go?" What's it now? ”

"Divination, but there are still thirty minutes, no hurry." Clark said, "Hermione, you didn't go to Charms class just now. ”

"What? Oh no! Hermione screamed, "I forgot to take Charms class!" ”

"I can't believe it!" She wailed, "Is Professor Flitwick angry?" I'm busy—"

"Hermione—calm down!"

Clark looked at the dark circles on her face and sighed, "You can sleep again, otherwise I'm worried that you will faint in the divination class for a while." ”

"I'm not sleepy......," Hermione waved her hand, "I used to study late every day, and this fatigue was just a piece of cake for me!" ”

"But at that time, you must not have gotten a time turner, nor had you created a time loop, using parallel time and space to learn!"

Clark glanced at her, saw a hint of surprise on Hermione's face, then looked at his watch, and continued to persuade: "If you give up the divination class, you still have two hours to rest, and the divination class is not good anyway." ”

"yes, I can sleep for a while, and then use the time turner—"

"Hermione!"

Clark put his hands on her shoulders and said solemnly, "You need to take a break, stop using that thing too often!" ”

"Why?" Hermione, who hadn't fully recovered from her slumber, asked sluggishly.

Clark hesitated for a moment before he could tell what he had learned from using the time turner.

"Using the power of time is fascinating."

He defined Hermione's behavior.

"For us, being able to experience and use the mysteries of time in advance is an unimaginable and rewarding experience.

At the same time, we must also know that being outside of this cosmic time will also make us gradually lose the protection of the long river of time, attracting the attention of some beings outside the cosmic time. ”

"Is that the hound you were talking about?" Hermione finally came to her senses when she heard Clark's words.

"It's the Hound of Tyndalus, but it's more than that, there's more terrifying beings out of time, watching the moment, ready to pull us out of time.

It's only safe if it's within the timeline.

So promise me, according to Professor McGonagall, don't use the time-turner at random. ”

Looking at Clark with a solemn face, Hermione nodded.

Twenty minutes later, Hermione and Clark joined Harry at the foot of the ladder leading to Professor Trelawney's class, but she still didn't listen to Clark and chose to skip the divination lesson.

"I can't believe I've missed the Happiness Charm! I bet I'm going to get this thing on the test. ”

Clark wanted to remind her that after becoming a mage, she didn't seem to be able to cast a happiness spell even if she went to class, but thinking about it still didn't make her anxious.

Several people climbed the ladder together into the dim and stuffy penthouse room, and on each small table, there was a crystal ball that emitted a ghostly light, and it was full of pearl-white powder mist.

Clark, Neville, and Hermione sat together at a rickety table, and as soon as they sat down, Hermione's eyelids began to fight involuntarily.

"Hello everyone!"

The familiar, slightly trance-like voice rang out, and Professor Trelawney, as usual, stepped out of the dark corner of the room.

Parvati and Lavender trembled with excitement, their faces reflected in the milky glow of the crystal ball.

"I decided to introduce the crystal ball a little earlier than I had planned."

Professor Trelawney sat down as she spoke, the flames blazing in the fireplace behind her adding a fluttering halo to her, as if she really had some kind of magical power.

"The goddess of fate told me that your June exam will involve this spirit orb, and I hope to give you enough opportunities to practice."

Even if she was groggy, Hermione scoffed at it.

"Hmph, come on...... 'Goddess of Fate told me', who came out with the exam questions? She's out! What a miraculous prophecy! ”

Her mocking voice was not suppressed, and Harry and Ron, who were sitting at a table next to her, heard it and forced a smile.

Professor Trelawney's face was hidden in the shadows, and it was hard to tell if she had heard Hermione's words, but she continued as if she hadn't.

"Crystal ball divination is an extremely advanced science." She said dreamily.

"I don't expect you to see anything the first time you gaze at that infinite depth of crystal ball, the first thing we need to do is practice relaxing our minds and opening our eyes."

- Ron began to eat and snicker uncontrollably, and had to put his fist in his mouth to stop the laughter-

"So that the eyes and the superconsciousness are clear, maybe, if they are lucky enough, some of the students may be able to see something before the end of class."

So they started looking, and at least Harry thought it was extremely stupid.

He stared blankly at the crystal ball, trying to keep his mind blank, but the thought of "this is stupid" kept popping up in his head.

Ron kept snickering on the sidelines, and Hermione kept expressing her impatience, which did Harry even more disadvantage.

"Did any of you see anything?" After staring silently at the crystal ball for about a quarter of an hour, Harry asked them.

"See, there's a burn mark on the table," Ron pointed, "and someone has turned the candle over." ”

"It's almost a waste of time," Hermione said, squeezing a voice almost between her teeth, "I could have practiced something useful, could have practiced the Happy Charm—"

At this time, Clark did not speak, still staring at the crystal ball in front of him.

Unlike Hermione and Harry, with his 12-point perception, and the effects of previous time travel on his soul, Clark actually saw something from the glowing crystal ball.

He felt all his psychic energy being drained away in an instant—poured into the crystal ball in front of him, and then the crystal ball was like a telepathic amplifier, raising his gaze infinitely, and briefly leaping out of the river of time.

The pearl-white mist in the crystal ball shifted, and the shattered images broke into Clark's mind like sharp blades.

Most of them were just scattered landscapes, and only the last one made Clark's heart tug at him.

In the ruins of a burning fire, Hermione curled up in pain in his arms, a bloody wound on her arm, as if she had been bitten by some wild beast—

However, before Clark could take a closer look at the background, Professor Trelawney's dress rustled over.

"Would anyone like me to explain the vague signs in the orb for him?" She murmured over the clanging of bracelet anklets.

Clarke, who was interrupted from the prophecy state, suddenly became angry in his heart, and if it weren't for the overdraft of his mental power, he almost stood up.

Ron muttered, "I don't need help, it's a clear sign that there's going to be fog tonight." ”

Both Harry and Hermione couldn't help but laugh.

"Attention!"

Professor Trelawney spoke, causing everyone to turn their heads to look at them, and Parvati and Lavender had disgusted expressions on their faces.

"You're messing with transcendence!"

Professor Trelawney walked over to their table and looked at everyone's crystal balls.

Harry's heart sank, he had already anticipated what was going to happen next-

"There's something here!"

Professor Trelawney whispered, leaning his face closer to the crystal ball, which was reflected in two in her huge glasses.

"Something is moving—but what is it?"

Harry was willing to bet his entire fortune - including the firebolts, whatever it was, it was certainly not good news coming out of Professor Trelawney's mouth.

Sure enough—

"My dear," Professor Trelawney whispered, looking up at Harry, "it's here, clearer than ever...... Coming towards you, dear, getting closer...... It's ominous—"

Her tone suddenly rose a little, "You will meet with misfortune, and the people you are closest to and care about the most will leave you-"

Harry subconsciously glanced at Ron beside him, this guy was also confused, it was clearly Harry, why did he suddenly pull on him.

He knew very well that Harry's aunt and uncle were not very good to Harry, and if it was the closest person to Harry, he would be the one who was closest to him.

But before Harry and Ron could speak, or even before Hermione could speak, suddenly, a loud noise came.

"Enough! For God's sake, stop mentioning that ridiculous ominous! ”

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