A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 470: Time and Hourglass

Professor McGonagall kept them after Transfiguration in the last week of May.

"Potter, Weasley, Granger, you go to the room next to the auditorium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the warriors there that the third What is the project."

Out of the Transfiguration classroom, they stood in the corridor looking towards the Forbidden Forest, where a group of staff members were walking across the field.

"What are they going to do?" Harry asked puzzled, "The direction is to go to the Quidditch pitch."

They stayed for a few minutes, and the men turned a corner in front of the Quidditch pitch and walked in the direction of the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Ten minutes before History of Magic class, they hurried to the classroom.

When the class bell rang, the ghostly Professor Binns floated in through the wall, lecturing in a monotonous voice for decades.

"Not even the good food in Room Seven could save him," said Ron.

Harry looked very irritable, he is eager to know what the third event is now, after preparing for such a long time, he is more confident than the previous two competitions, but his focus has undoubtedly shifted to other places .

Do you want to ask Hermione where did she get the information about Voldemort? He couldn't help thinking, and at the same time imagined that after he knew the source of the information, he could investigate it during the summer vacation. Sirius will definitely not refuse this request, he can help himself cover, so that the Ministry of Magic can't be sure whether he is using magic outside the school...

Harry looked at his watch, which had stopped. He turned his head to Ron to ask the time, but Ron nodded with a blank expression on his face. Harry didn't want to disturb Ron's sweet dreams. He took off the broken watch and put it in his pocket. When his fingertips touched something hard, he took it out and saw it was a gray hourglass.

It was given to him by Varun, and it was hidden in the deepest part of his pocket at some point, and he forgot it.

Harry stared at the solidified dark golden sand in the hourglass, thinking alone.

He suddenly had an idea. Surprised by the thought, Harry looked around and no one was looking at him, so Harry quickly took out a piece of parchment, wrote a line on it and handed it to Hermione, who was concentrating on taking notes.

This is also what makes Harry admire. Although Hermione also finds the history of magic courses boring, she can always listen to it and use the knowledge when appropriate. At this time, Hermione looked at the parchment that suddenly appeared in the History of Magic textbook, and she bulged her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

Harry used his eyes to signal her to look at the words on it, and Hermione read it with her head down, and the small words on it said: "Have you brought that discarded time-turner with you?"

Hermione nodded slightly, dropped her head lower, and pulled a slender gold chain from her collar. Harry's eyes widened as she placed a gold timepiece on the parchment and gently pushed it towards him.

"Thank you," Harry murmured under his breath, eagerly picking up the gold timer. According to Hermione, a complete time-turner would glow, but the one in front of her looked very old. Its core is an hourglass with spherical ends, surrounded by several rings of metal ring brackets, and adjustable knobs on the edges.

Harry took a deep breath, held it, put the dusty hourglass and the time-turner together, and was surprised to find that the two hourglasses were almost exactly the same height. Exactly the same... can it be replaced? He broke the time switch hard, trying to remove the hourglass on it, but the hourglass didn't budge.

He had no choice but to stop, not daring to continue exerting force. Harry looked up guiltily, only to meet Hermione's shocked eyes.

"How did you come up with it?"

As soon as class was over, Hermione couldn't wait to ask. At this time, they had just come out of the history of magic class. In the last half hour, Hermione forgot Professor Binns on the podium for the first time. They killed each other more than all other reasons combined..." He just kept looking at the hourglass and the broken time-turner in Harry's hand, his eyes sparkling.

"I don't know either. It's just... a flash of inspiration?" Harry said innocently, and Ron looked at the two with some confusion.

They finished their meal quickly and walked through the door of the common room. Fred and George were promoting a new product with their good friend Lee Jordan. It was a hat-shaped thing, and Harry would definitely Went to check it out, the twin products are usually fun as long as it's not on him.

But today they walked straight past the crowd, ignoring the exclamations around them, and went straight to a hidden corner. At Hermione's eye, Harry produced the hourglass and the gold timer, which he had put together on purpose, especially the two different hourglasses.

"Hiss~" Ron gasped. "Shouldn't"

"Yeah, we thought so too," said Hermione excitedly, "I hadn't noticed it before! Even though they were about the same size...but...who would have thought to put them together? One from a few thousand The ancient Greek dark wizard from years ago, one from the late alchemist Nicole Flamel.”

Ron picked up the dusty hourglass and shook it vigorously. The dark golden substance inside solidified into a lump and stuck to the inner wall of the glass, motionless. "Except for one thing," he said, "they are all broken. Hermione , you are wasting your time, you said it yourself, Professor Haipu checked it."

"Oh, oh..." Hermione said perfunctorily, "but Professor Happe probably didn't know that Varen took the goblin's hourglass secretly, and in his impression, he had asked Varen to return everything Already."

Harry's heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized that if they could fix the gold timer, they would have a time-turner that was not restricted by the Ministry of Magic, although he didn't know what to use it for yet. What, Hermione said a bunch of restrictions earlier.

But if an accident really happened, like the one on the covered bridge, if Hermione hadn't had a time-turner in her hand and found Professor Haipu in time to save the scene, one or two of them might have died, at least the little one. Dwarf Peter will most likely escape.

Harry showed great concern for this matter, "Let's try anyway! What if it works?"

"The question is, how do we take it apart..." Hermione frowned.

"Yes, we don't have any tools. Is there a shop in Hogsmeade that sells pliers?" Harry asked.

"Don't be silly," said Hermione, "it's more sophisticated than anything you've ever seen, and it's more than a pair of pliers or a screwdriver can fix...Let me see," she looked over at the broken The golden timer said to himself for a while: "No... this is definitely not something we can handle, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless we can get previous research materials." Hermione said decisively.

"You mean" Ron glared at her.

"This broken time-turner once belonged to Nicole Flamel. The professor mentioned that Mr. Nicole Flamel left a lot of things. I thought, um, if the professor allows Warren to turn the broken time-turner If you give it away, he shouldn't mind if we read some information..."

"Shouldn't we go directly to Professor Haipu for help?" Ron asked puzzled, and he reminded, "This is the fastest way."

"Of course," said Hermione solemnly, "but we've got to at least have some proof, don't we?"

At nine o'clock in the evening, they came out of the lounge and went downstairs to the auditorium. Along the way, Ron asked Harry what a screwdriver looked like. Harry first explained the purpose of the screw, and then explained the different types of screwdrivers. "There is a toolbox with tools of various sizes in it. They can also unscrew nuts."

"What's that?" Ron asked in surprise, "Dad will love it, he collected a drawer of switches."

In the hall, they met Beauxbaton's warrior, Fleur greeted Harry warmly, leaned down and kissed each of his cheeks. There was an expectant expression on Ron's face, Hermione snorted dissatisfied, and the expressions on the faces of the two boys were dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, Harry realized that he was already sitting on the sofa in the room next to the auditorium, and the big man from Waggadu was smiling at him innocently. It was so strange, how did he sit down? He had no memory of walking through the auditorium at all.

"...my sister Gabriel will be coming over next month, with mom and dad. A few days before the third project..." Fleur said cheerfully, Harry looked left and right, Ron and He sat together, looking at Fleur equally obsessively. Where's Hermione? The next second he saw Hermione, she sat down with Collins.

They waited until nearly ten o'clock, when the lights were about to be turned off, before Bagman came in.

He was wearing a pair of yellow overalls that looked like an oversized baby outfit, and he looked quite tired, his short blond hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. He pulled himself together and stretched out his hands, looking at the warrior in the room.

"Hello!" he said.

"First of all, I want to congratulate everyone. Yes, yes, the game has finally reached the final stage. I think it is something worth celebrating for both you and me." Bagman wiped Wiping the sweat from his forehead, "To be honest, I've been exhausted recently. I just communicated with the staff about the venue today. There were too many problems. Fortunately, Hagrid helped out with ideas..." Harry and Ron exchanged a Terrified eyes.

"When the competition is over, I must apply for a vacation... Ahem, let's get down to business, the third project" he blinked, "is a maze. The third project is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Tournament The trophy is placed on the top of the maze, whichever team can touch it first will get a full score."

"Top?" Krum asked in a low voice.

"Yeah," Bagman stroked the straps on his chest, "I never said that the maze has only one floor, did I?"

"So we just have to go through the maze?" Fleur said, and she confirmed, "Find the right way?"

"Of course not, Miss Delacour," Bagman shook his head, his voice brightening, "Hagrid provided a whole bunch of animals...and some spells that had to be broken...and that sort of thing , This is a competition of speed. The warrior team with the leading score enters the maze first. We will post the scores and order of the two games in the hall, today is too late, we have to wait until tomorrow..."

"In addition, there is one more thing to remind you. It is not allowed to attack each other in the labyrinth castle. We will supervise the whole process, but you can **** trophies. Of course, only when the same team does not gather together." Bagman Seeing the warriors staring at him blankly, a smile appeared on Yuanyuan's face, "You will find that the trophy is the door key. When three people from a team touch it at the same time, it will play its role." It will take you out of the maze."

The room suddenly became very quiet. Bagman waited for a few seconds, then stood on tiptoe uneasily, "That's it! Warriors!"

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"I can't believe it! They allowed the Warriors to do it!" Ron said in disbelief. As soon as they emerged from the auditorium, he couldn't wait to give his opinion.

"It's not about doing it~IndoMTL.com~ it's about grabbing the trophy." Harry corrected him without thinking, he thought it was normal, and a faint voice in his heart was eager to try.

"But if we don't attack each other, how do we get the trophy from him?" asked Ron.

Harry also hesitated, "I guess there will be restrictions, such as not being allowed to use curses or something... Bagman said that he will post the detailed rules tomorrow."

"I still think we need to be careful," said Ron.

At this moment, Harry noticed that Hermione had been silent, and he looked at her curiously, "Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, uh," Hermione straightened her hair in a panic, "remember what Bagman said, the parents of the warriors will be invited to watch the game, I haven't told my family yet... In fact, um, She looked at Harry and Ron cautiously, "I made up some lies. I wrote them that... there is only one warrior in each school, and Hogwarts has two because of an accident... The other one is of course not I... oh my god, I told them the second champion was Harry."

Harry and Ron opened their mouths in surprise.