He and Luna got up and hid somewhere.

Neville, who had woken up slowly, screamed, and sped towards the staircase.

Obviously, in a little while, it will be crowded with little wizards!

"How so!"

Somewhere in the hallway on the first floor.

Luna let out an exclamation as she listened to Owen's story.

Her silver eyes were full of regret and admiration for Professor Lupin.

This is already the second 'adult' she admires in just a few hours.

The first is Kingsley.

"Can't we change the past?"

"Can't!" Owen clenched his fists.

Only through other people's dictations, or words and films, he will never be able to understand the concept of time, and only when he really goes back to the past can he understand what it means to complete history.

The world of Harry Potter is not the world of Marvel, where time is like a machine that is so tight that there is no deviation, they can only witness and become a part of history itself.

Do what you've done a long time ago.

Nothing else can be done.

Unless he wants to clear his existence.

For example, now, as Neville sees, he will be with Professor Lupin in the future.

Now he's just filling in that history.

"It's just that I don't know why it's infuriating." Owen said resentfully.

Long after the ghosts were attacked, the little wizards were rumored that they might be attacked next.

Now the prophecy has come true.

Lavender was attacked.

Professor Lupin was also attacked.

Who's next?

There are still countless dead in the forest!

What if they all rushed to Hogwarts?

Did Dumbledore want a fire along with the school?

If he doesn't, then what's the solution?

And what about Professor Lupin, who is already unconscious?

He'd never heard that the soul could be repaired.

If the absorbed soul can never be repaired, then perhaps Professor Lupin will become a vegetative person next!

Anger and depression spread down the hallway.

Luna saw the reluctance of the boy next to her.

His resentment was written all over his face.

She had never seen Owen so angry.

On the way down the hallway, she suddenly reached out her hand, stood on tiptoe, lifted it above Owen's head, and patted him on the head like a child, "Don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

She looked at him with her misty silver eyes, "What is lost always comes back to us in the end, although sometimes unexpectedly. ”

"We try to do the best we can."

The wind is blowing.

Blow up the muddy irritability of the hallway.

Owen looked at her.

The irritable heart gradually calms down.

Then he smiled and said, "Thank you!" ”

"Uh-huh, I feel it!" She responded with the same smile.

The two were talking.

Outside the castle, they were returning to the castle from the path of the hills.

Then he ran into the fleeing Blood Ancestor head-on.

He and Luna relived the scene from afar.

One thing to say, I'm still quite handsome.

Owen looked at himself with his wand raised, and threw a spell at the Blood Ancestor.

"You take it with you."

There was a flash of green light.

Here, as if remembering something, Owen took a sleeping kitten out of his arms and handed it to Luna.

He- he kind of regretted taking her.

"Shylock?" The elf carefully took the little one from Owen's arms.

"It will protect you." He rubbed Luna's head as well.

A moment later, Owen held her wrist as they dodged their walking self in a bygone time.

"Where are we going now?"

Wait until the crowd of Dementors has fled.

Hiding behind the wall of the hallway, Luna asked quietly.

"Go to the Forbidden Forest." Owen's gaze pierced through the dark clouds and landed in the dead forest.

"Follow me in the past!"

"Good!"

Luna agreed.

Then, they began to wander back and forth in the hallway, avoiding everyone.

Owen even saw Fudge's figure.

He walked into the castle alive, and seeing his worried and hurried appearance, he should have gone to find Dumbledore's support.

Unfortunately, who would have thought that after only a few hours, he would lose his life.

than to lose the position of Minister of Magic.

Life is still more important.

Originally, Owen had intended to save him.

At least Fudge was obedient and he really brought out the time turner.

If he could be saved, Owen was willing to lend a hand.

But—in the blink of an eye, he couldn't.

Because in the timeline, Fudge is really dead.

There was a large group of Aurors, and Kingsley was also a witness.

He was hit by a killing curse and could not die again.

Remember?

He is not changing history, but making it complete.

He can't change something like this rashly.

Who knows, what impact this will have on the future.

There are more and more young wizards around ————.

Everyone walked out of their lounges and gathered together in front of the infirmary on the second floor.

All the little wizards are on the second floor.

On the contrary, there was no one in the auditorium on the first floor. So the two were in the auditorium.

"It's almost time." Owen pulled out a silver pocket watch encrusted with various gems from his pocket.

It's also a magic item.

Written by Nick.

It functions a bit like a modern smartphone, with functions such as timing, alerts, calendars, etc.

Of course, its bigger role is actually to take pictures!

Press the metal button on your pocket watch and it will keep the scenery around you.

Wait until the future, if you want to play it back.

Just pull out your wand and set the clock back in time to recreate the picture.

It's magical.

"I should leave the Hufflepuff common room at this time."

With that, Owen took Luna and ran straight in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

————

In the distance, puffs of green smoke rose from Hagrid's hut.

In the pumpkin patch outside the room, several goblins are stealing the rotten pumpkins.

The rain on the horizon not only churned, but also sank, getting lower and lower.

The smoke and dust that had disappeared into the clouds disappeared in an instant.

A path that runs on the hills.

In the distance, a silver figure scurried into the hut.

Then Owen heard some kind of loud surprise.

"Uh-"

It didn't take much thought for Owen to know who was making the noise.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, Hagrid likes dragons the most.

Bakar, on the other hand, is an Australian protein-eyed dragon, and it is one of the most prized qualities of the dragons.

He seduced Hagrid as much as King Garon seduced Owen.

Without the slightest hesitation, Owen pulled Luna and rushed into Hagrid's hut.

When he reached the house, he glanced at the pumpkin patch beside him, and the signs of decay spread quickly.

Hagrid piled up the pumpkins too crowded.

Owen threw a flame spell that burned the corruption out of a barrier, which was enough to keep it from spreading.

"Bang bang bang!"

Then he knocked on Hagrid's door.

"Ministry of Magic! Open the door! ”

Owen shouted.

Then I heard the sound of various pots and pans falling to the ground inside.

It took a long time for the door to open.

Hagrid cautiously opened a crack in the door.

The thief's eyes purred and looked out the door.

It wasn't until he saw that it was Owen that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you!" Hagrid spoke in an unkind tone.

"What! You stabbed my dragon, can't I come and see it? He pushed the door open and walked in with Luna.

He didn't seem to find the dead one.

That's a good thing.

On the way here, Owen was also worried that Hagrid would get into a conflict with the guy.

If only Hagrid found out.

He's going to be stupid and rush forward.

When the time comes, without help, he will surely be sucked out of all his soul by the Dead.

He didn't want to lose this stupid big man.

He's silly though, but—Hogwarts without Hagrid.

It's not Hogwarts.

It was he who knocked on the door of magic for countless children like Owen in their previous lives.

He is a symbol of magic.

The gatekeeper should live no matter what.

————

Hagrid's hut had only one room, with ham and pheasants hanging from the ceiling.

There is a fireplace, and most of the time, there is a copper kettle that is boiling water. In front of the fire, there was a huge wooden table and chairs, and in the corner of the room was a large bed made of rags.

By the window were his pink umbrella, moleskin coat, and crossbow.

On one side near the window was an old couch, and on either side were cabinets nailed to the wall, which contained some ingredients for making food and things to be used in the conservation of magical beasts class.

At this time, there was a black and white iron pot on the fiery red fireplace, like an iron pot that had been brushed many times but not cleaned.

The lid and the rim of the pot are constantly colliding and intertwining.

It seems that there is some naughty little guy dancing in the pot!

Owen blackened his face, walked over, and lifted the lid of the pot.

I saw that his dragon, covered with pearl-like scales and glittering, colorful blue eyes, was coiled in a pot like a snake.

It has a fish-like creature in its mouth.

It glanced at Owen, then swallowed the fish in one gulp, lit the fire, and continued to fight the other fish in the pot.

“？？？”

"This guy!" Owen looked at the escaped dragon angrily.

A few fish will buy you!

It's really unproductive!

"Australian Protein Eye is a fire dragon native to New Zealand. In search of new territory, some of the dragons later moved to Australia. ”

"They live in the valleys, but they like to feed on fish and, of course, sheep."

Hagrid said leisurely, using the professor's tone, to teach Owen, a child who is not good at listening to lectures, the valuable knowledge of magical beasts.

"You fed him too much mutton. Eat only one kind of food, and the dragon will get tired of it. He said.

However, it is clear that Owen will never admit that he has not taken much care of these two magical creatures, most of them are fed by Dobby.

So he still said stiffly: "I call it a picky eater!" ”

"Just be hungry!"

“.” Hagrid rolled his eyes, then asked calmly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"It's dangerous outside the castle, don't run around lately."

Although Owen saved Harry's life several times because of Harry's affairs, Hagrid was not as indifferent to him as he used to be, but it was not much better.

But Owen did retreat a bit this semester.

It may be that he has already come to eat everything around him.

Aside from what he couldn't eat, he hadn't hunted magical beasts for a long time.

"Wait for someone!" Owen spoke.

Then with a skillful wave of his wand, he extinguished the fire in the fireplace, then closed the windows of the hut and drew up the curtains of the bed.

"Waiting for whom?" Hagrid looked at Owen a little strangely.

He didn't look like he was waiting for someone, more like he was hiding from someone.

"Wait for myself!" He and Luna lay on the couch, peeking out of the corner of the bed curtain, looking out.

"Yourself?"

Hagrid thought Owen must be sick.

And it's not lightly ill!

Already talking nonsense.

But soon, he found out that it didn't just seem that Owen was sick, but he was also sick.

And seriously.

Ghosting has already begun.

Because just after Owen stretched out his wand and cast a spell at the sky outside the window, a black ribbon that looked like smoke and dust.

After a while, he saw another Owen appear on the hill in the distance.

Exactly the same Owen as him.

Even the clothes on his body are the same.

"This, this."

He's really waiting for himself!?

Hagrid was speechless in shock.

His energy was finally removed from Bakar's body and all his energy was on Owen.

"What the hell is going on!" He asked solemnly.

Hagrid had a hunch that this little guy was definitely doing something terrible.

It may well be more than he imagined!

Hearing this, Owen put down his wand and broke the black ribbon.

Pull up the bed curtains.

Sit upright on the couch.

He looked at Hagrid with a mysterious smile: "Have you heard, time travel?" ”

———

He then explained to Hagrid the time converter in a nutshell.

It also introduces what is called time travel and what is called completing history.

He said it with a dry mouth, after taking a large sip of Hagrid's pumpkin juice.

He rested with Luna in the hut for a while.

From the cold world outside to the warm cabin, sleepiness is a matter of course.

Not to mention Luna, even Owen himself is sleepy.

And if they count on their own time, it's already three or four o'clock in the morning.

It's not about staying up late.

It's just an all-nighter, okay!

Originally, Owen was going to hold on a little bit.

After all, as a little expert in staying up late, he often goes to bed at one or two o'clock.

But now—well, Owen has to admit, fighting in the Forbidden Forest and doing homework at the castle doesn't feel the same at all.

He closed his eyes almost seconds after Luna fell asleep.

The two of them leaned back together on the old couch that would have served as a bed for them.

The elf was leaning against his shoulder, his head lowered, his silver hair sprinkled on his arm like a waterfall.

The pineapple earrings on the earlobes and the butterbeer cork necklace around the neck are hidden in the silver thread.

Her fingers were white and ruddy, and she had a black spider ring on the middle finger of her right hand.

The two hands were crossed together, and her small package was quietly placed on her stomach.

Up and down.

Her breathing was steady.

From time to time, the corners of my mouth would slowly squirm, as if I had dreamed of something.

And Owen was also affected by him, and slowly closed his eyes.

The floral scent of tulips that constantly surrounds the tip of his nose is fresh and distant.

It's like a cozy breeze from the countryside in spring.

Kiss you lightly on the cheek and calm your irritable heart.

———— this scene completely fell into Hagrid's eyes.

He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the rekindled fire in the fireplace.

Time travel, how amazing it sounds!

But when he really appeared by his side, he was a little uncomfortable.

He's not smart though.

Not as deep as Dumbledore's wisdom.

But Hagrid also knew that Owen, who could travel in time, must have a very important task on his back.

Perhaps it was irreversible things in the future that forced him to go back to the past.

And so—his gaze grew firm, and he immediately looked at the two men who were lying asleep on the couch.

That kid

It was the first time he had been so close, looking at Owen for a long time.

Short black hair is somewhat naturally curly.

The emaciated cheeks are slightly sunken, which makes his overall facial contour very three-dimensional.

The bridge of his nose was upturned, and those eyes—Hagrid fell into memory, Owen's eyes were not pure gray, but the edge of his pupil was a pale green ring.

His upper lip is thin and his lower lip is slightly thicker.

His face was fair and clean, and he looked like a professor in the castle.

If he were a girl, he would definitely be considered a direct blood relative of the professor.

Hagrid sighed.

His unshaven face was full of regret.

Just looking at the appearance, Owen is a good boy (looking at the handsome face is a good person, ps: fake is fake, please don't bring it into reality!) ）

But my head is a little crazy.

If he could change his mind and restrain his dark thoughts, he would definitely become a rising star in the wizarding world.

About an hour later.

Owen woke up slowly.

Here's his estimate of time.

He probably walked around the woods for more than an hour.

Now it's time to go.

The location is a gathering place for the Centaur tribe.

Looking at his position in the Forbidden Forest, only this place was fixed, and other times, he himself did not know where he was.

"What are you doing here?" Owen, who woke up slowly, saw Hagrid in a hunter's outfit at first sight.

He had teeth and a large crossbow in his hand, and his pink umbrella inside a huge robe, and although he was allowed to use his wand, Hagrid still habitually carried his umbrella.

"I'm a professor!" Hagrid said in a solemn voice.

Fearlessness is written all over the face.

"I'm not going to sit back and watch the little wizard run around in the forest!"

"Uh- it's dangerous. Forget it, you'll still follow after I said it anyway. Owen sighed, he hadn't even been going to take Luna with him.

It was only during the conversation with Hagrid that she woke up, and Luna, who came to her senses, immediately grabbed the corner of her clothes.

The silver eyes were full of wariness.

I was afraid that I would leave her alone and go to the Forbidden Forest.

"Okay~"

Looking at the two of them, one is more determined than the other.

He said no more.

It's just that when he turned around, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

Then he took the little beast from Luna's hand, which had also woken up.

"Oh! I almost forgot! ”

Owen, who suddenly heard something, walked quickly past Hagrid's bed, came to the fireplace, lifted his pot, and fished it out of it.

Good fellows, the flame burns, the dragon is boiled in the pot.

You're really heat-resistant!

The corners of Owen's mouth twitched slightly, and then he hugged it in his arms along with it.

Then, he came to the living room.

One hand grabbed Luna, then motioned for Hagrid to grab her other.

Hagrid didn't understand why, but he didn't refuse, holding his teeth in one hand. One hand grabbed Luna.

"Ready for an adventure?"

Owen smiled slightly.

Eyes swept over the faces of the two.

Then he shouted, "Then let's go!" ”

As he spoke, he threw Shylock into the air, "Centaur gathering place, thank you cats for leading the way." ”

Say it!

The kitten nodded back at him, and the hair on her neck lit up with a golden glow.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and then it overshadowed them all.

Countless gold threads cut through time and space, and Luna and Hagrid only felt the soles of their feet light.

They were suspended in mid-air as if they had lost the restraints of gravity.

Then a brilliant starry sky appeared around them.

Piercing the space, they disappeared into Hagrid's cabin.

The next moment, when they landed again, stepping on the soft snow, the cold wind came in an instant.

When I looked up, there was already a forest around me.

"This is—!! Sugo" Hagrid looked at Shylock, his eyes shocked.

He couldn't believe that the kitten that often hid in Owen's arms, or Hannah Hermione's arms, was a donkey.

It's- it's impossible!

That's not all there is to Sugo's size.

Even if he was just born, he was a foot long.

And the one in front of me - maybe a few inches.

"The Creation of Magical Experiments." Owen briefly introduced, "If you are interested, you can write to Senior Newt, he has been working on these recently. ”

"Or Nick Lemay, who is an expert in alchemy, as if this bloodline fusion technique is actually a kind of alchemy."

"I don't really understand it anyway."

Owen explained as he led them out of the forest.

"It's amazing." Hagrid's eyes flashed with excitement.

His face visibly glowed with the frenzy of a new world being opened.

For the foreseeable future, this giant will definitely devote himself to the field of magical beast research that is close to blood fusion.

I'm afraid I'll become a headache for Senior Newt again!

Didn't take a few steps.

Their eyes suddenly brightened.

In the distance, a high wall appeared.

Several centaurs were training on the ramparts, and they were holding torches like guiding lights, and Owen could easily spot the fire.

"Merlin's beard! The centaurs actually have a castle in the forest! Hagrid sighed again.

"I thought that the most they could do was to set up some simple tents or some thatched huts."

He had already sighed many times.

In less than two hours.

"You don't know?" Owen pulled Luna, who returned Shylock to her, and then hid with her behind a stout oak tree.

"I thought you had a good relationship with the centaurs."

(End of chapter)