Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

Chapter 172 Across Time

Mirror Master had enough means to stop DeWitt's movements, but he did nothing. Instead, after DeWitt completely crushed Emma Grossman's soul, he slowly put away his smile and shook his head regretfully. Shaking his head, he evaluated the entire incident from an extremely objective perspective. He felt it was a pity, and then raised his hand to high-five.

Then time stopped.

Not only did the clouds in the sky stop moving, but the wind also stopped. The flapping beetles could not wait for the next takeoff. The stagnant thinking did not produce the next thought. In people's eyes, the mirror master remained motionless, but that was actually just The illusion of light remaining on the retina showed that the real mirror master had walked up to DeWitt and gently took the unique metal wand from his hand.

The wand lit up with a red light, trying to resist the control of Master Mirror. However, Master Mirror rubbed the core of the gem with his fingertips, and the core of the wand was completely destroyed. The gem lost its luster and the wand lost its spirituality.

Using this wand, the Mirror Master pinched the handle of the wand and slowly adjusted the position until the tip of the wand was aligned with DeWitt's eyebrows, and the wand body was level with the ground. Then he held the wand and pushed it in—— It was no more difficult than poking a tofu with your finger - letting the tip of the stick pass through the back of DeWitt's head.

The Mirror Master took a few steps back and high-fived again. He paid full attention to all the changes around him. The pause and flow of time meant an unparalleled spectacle. The Mirror Master often focused on this. It wasn't until time started to flow again for a while that he was relieved. He looked down at DeWitt's body in amusement, and was too lazy to appreciate the sadness of DeWitt's friends. He immediately disappeared in place, leaving behind the devastated castle and sporadic sounds in the remaining castle. It was an invasion of the campus. The last traces left by the dark creatures.

DeWitt fell, his death was complete.When he fell, he hit the ground on the back of his head. The wand that was originally inserted was knocked out by the shock. It clanked on the ground a few times and rolled several times. The sticky gray and pink clots adhered to the body of the wand and were stained with it. Ash, without its moist luster, is little better than the dirtiest soil.

Professor McGonagall's call came from the castle. She had just defeated the enemy and was now calling the surviving students.

After clearing the threats in the castle, the statues and armors lined up and rushed out of the gate. Their powerful steps made the ground tremble, the dust was flying, and the sound was deafening.

The noise woke Harry up, and he was still wondering how DeWitt and the strange man disappeared together. He didn't even notice that DeWitt had fallen to the ground, covered by the thin grass.

And Hermione - she never heard anything after seeing everything.

When the Mirror Master appeared, she saw it; when the Mirror Master stopped time, she also saw it; when the wand penetrated into DeWitt's head, Hermione saw everything clearly, but she could do nothing but think. When moving, the angle of view cannot shift even a little bit. Even after time resumes flowing, the liquid dripping from the bloody stick tip has to be completely seen clearly.

How cruel, Hermione thought, as she seemed to hear her own voice in her mind, speaking her own thoughts.

Too quiet, she thought again, and the next moment she thought - she was actually still thinking about the outside world. It seemed that she was not as sad as she thought.

What to think about next?Hermione asked herself in her mind, and after a moment she came up with the answer - she had to go see DeWitt.

First of all, she had to step forward steadily. Hermione raised her feet, but she suddenly felt that the ground was slipping forward and the sky was falling backwards. If she wanted to stand firm, she had to reach forward and adjust her center of gravity. So she did so, but in the eyes of others, Come on, her movement was to stagger forward. After staggering a few steps, she fell forward.

Holding her hand, Hermione thought vaguely. She thought she should be lucky and happy to avoid the fall, but the position where she fell was the position of DeWitt's body. Her hands were pressed on DeWitt's body. But it failed to elicit any reaction from DeWitt.

Only then did the intense sadness come up, along with the cold air coming out of his bones, so cold that his internal organs seemed to have lost all moisture and shriveled up into a ball.All the words she wanted to say turned into incoherent sobs in her throat, and tears rolled in her eyes, but Hermione resisted and didn't want to look like she was too emotionally out of control. Since she didn't have time to feel sad at the beginning, she shouldn't show it now. .Then the tears seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and they fell on her head, leaving Hermione lying beside DeWitt, her thin shoulders rising and falling slightly in grief, and her disheveled hair blocking the side of her face.

Harry was no less sad than Hermione.

But there was still a way. After realizing that there was still a way, Hermione began to hear sounds again, and the world came back to her from a very far distance. She had to make preparations as quickly as possible and in the shortest possible time.

She slowly stopped crying, picked up DeWitt's wand, and unbuttoned DeWitt's pocket. She never looked at DeWitt's body again, stood up and stood aside, waiting for DeWitt to step down. A2 with a command said: "Come here."

a2 listened to Hermione and was about to leave with Hermione.

Harry wanted to follow, but as soon as he raised his feet, Hermione ruthlessly refused in advance: "Don't come over!"

Hermione ran quickly, and a2 followed easily. They came to the shade where there were few people.

"Come and stand next to me." Hermione said calmly with red eyes.

a2 follows suit.

Hermione untied a gold chain from her neck. This chain could be infinitely long and hung easily around the necks of two people who were not close to each other.

Then she took out a golden hourglass from her collar. When she got this thing, Professor McGonagall's advice was still echoing in her ears, but now she couldn't care about the cost. Hermione wanted to change at all costs. DeWitt was dead. She mentally apologized to Professor McGonagall, and then decisively started to turn the hourglass.

a2 had no doubts, so Hermione had no intention of introducing the time turner to her.

Hermione just turned the hourglass, round and round.

The time turner had only an upper limit of five turns when it was created, which meant that the upper limit of time reversal was only five hours. If exceeded, it would cause unpredictable damage to the time traveler and time, but Hermione turned it regardless. , the number of turns of the time converter loses its meaning due to excessive operation.

It didn't matter anymore, Hermione wasn't afraid of going earlier, she was just afraid that she wouldn't go back long enough to save DeWitt and other innocent people.

Even though she didn't know how to deal with the Mirror Master, and she didn't know how the Mirror Master did it, Hermione still chose to go back to the past. She felt that she had to face it.

Everything around them began to distort, the scenery became ethereal, flying behind them like clouds, and no sound could be heard in their ears. When everything settled down, Hermione and A2 stood in the same position, and the surroundings were quiet.

There are no traces of destruction on the lawn, and the castle has not become dilapidated. Everything has fallen back. Opportunity, Hermione gritted her teeth and thought firmly, must save everything.

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Don’t do that thing about parallel worlds. There is no parallel world. It’s just going back in time. It’s still the same world.