Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

197. Chapter 194 From the past to the future?

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 194 From the past to the future?

When watching the images from the first night, the corners of Harley's spiritual body's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a devilish smile.

It’s so interesting, so interesting!

That big black dog Black was indeed Sirius Black as he had guessed on the first day of school!

Harry thinks life will be full of fun this semester.

A Death Eater who wanted to assassinate him, but whose identity was discovered by him, was so happy.

But as the images continued, the smile on Harley's face soon slowly disappeared.

If she heard correctly, her parents would have died and she would have been fostered into the Dursley family, all thanks to that Peter Pettigrew?

And now, that Peter Pettigrew is still hiding in Hogwarts Castle?

"Ha! I don't know whether to live or die!" Harley sneered.

Although she no longer has much memory of her parents, they are her parents, so Harley also swore when she first returned to this world that she would avenge them.

What's more, according to Sirius, that Peter Pettigrew is a traitor!

Although Harley herself is a traitor to the Witch Cult, this does not prevent her from hating traitors.

And if this traitor betrays himself...

Anyway, Harley has already started planning, if this thing is true, then how she should slowly concoct that Peter Pettigrew.

At the end of the video, Professor Lupine and Sirius had a disagreement.

Sirius doesn't care about his own life or death, he just wants to kill Peter Pettigrew;

And Professor Lupine hopes to capture Peter Pettigrew and find a way to clear Sirius's grievances.

"It's okay, I can satisfy all your requests." Harley looked at the image of the first night and stared at the two thin middle-aged men in the picture.

Compared with the energetic photo of him who just graduated, Professor Lu Ping seems to have experienced thirty years in just over ten years, and it can even be said that he has entered old age ahead of schedule.

And the silver thread on Sirius's head is enough to prove how miserable he has been in these years.

"My dear uncles, although I am sorry, I will catch Peter Pettigrew first."

.

"Of course, I sincerely hope that, Sirius, you will never be a liar!"

Harley's delicate face exuded a chill, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

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After the night's journey through the mirror, Harley's spirit body returned to her body.

She was just about to get up when she suddenly felt so heavy.

"What the hell?" Harry tried his best to turn over and sit up, only to find that he was covered with a thin quilt.

Hermione, on the other hand, was wearing pajamas and lying on top of the quilt. Her head was resting on the spot where Harry's back was.

When Harry sat up, Hermione's head slid down and she lay on Harry's lap.

"Hmm..." Hermione groaned and was awakened by Harry's movements.

The girl rubbed her eyes and got up.

"Why are you here again?" Harry felt a little funny, and while Hermione was still awake, she pinched her face unscrupulously.

Hermione finally woke up, slapped Harry's hand away, and glared at Harry fiercely.

But Harry felt that this glare was harmless, and more like a kitten acting coquettishly.

Oh, there are too many aristocratic ladies who have such a performance at first!

"Harry, you pinch my face while I sleep." Hermione muttered.

"But this is my bed." Harry leaned on the pillow, her fingers wrapped their hair, and responded casually.

Hermione's face flushed instantly, and the low voice explained:

"I ... I want to show the truth, I want to know how you know my secrets!"

"Don't ask during the day, don't ask at night, isn't it, dear Miss Grandie?"

Harry ridiculed again, and then looked at Hermione’s expression, and wisely shifted the topic,

"Of course I can tell you, but you have to tell me first, what is the name of the magic item in your hand."

"Equivalence exchange, after answering my question, I will tell you how I guess it."

The expression on Hermione's face suddenly seemed a little hesitant, and it seemed that he was fighting a fierce struggle.

Harry took the iron while it was hot, and conducted inductive persuasion: "You see, I have guess the general effect of that item."

"And your response also tells me, I guess it is basically right."

"Now I just want to know the name of that item, you tell me, it is not a violation of your promise to promise Professor McGonab from."

"Besides, I know that the magic of time is very dangerous, so it will definitely not use it."

"You are right," Hermione was finally convinced,

"That item is called a time converter, the shape is a golden hourglass ..."

Hermione told all the information that Professor McGonal told her in 151.

In particular, Professor McGonagua warned her, and several dangerous cases that told her, Hermione repeatedly told Harry several times.

"It turns out, the time converter is really wonderful." Harry nodded,

"We can't change the past, we can only make up for a period of history ..."

Somehow, Harry remembered Amon, thinking of the mercury giant snake over a certain street of Barkland.

She remembered the black and white wall clock, the time and fate of restarting.

"So what's the other?" Harry asked the problem in the bottom of his heart unconsciously, "What if this process reverse?"

"What?" Hermione had some doubts about his ears for a while.

"I want to ask the other?" Harry repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly,

"If we reverse the efficacy of the time converter, let it take us to the future, and then return to the past, will the future be anchored?"

"For example, when I went to the future, I knew that a certain Death Eaters after ten years ... I mean, a unique black magic creature is still alive."

"Then after returning to the original time, I immediately killed the unique black magic creature. Does that mean that the future will change?"

Listening to Harry's words, Hermione also showed a look.

But soon, she stopped thinking, held the golden chain on her chest, and looked at Harry with a vigilant look.

"Although I am also curious about this problem, Professor McGonagua said that those who play with time will eventually be played with time."

"So I won't continue to think about this dangerous issue, and you don't want to get a time converter from me to try it!"

"Of course not, of course not!" Harry's mouth promised and remembered this problem.

"So how did you find out that I used the Time Turner?" Hermione quickly shifted her attention and once again asked the question she wanted to know most.

"Oh, you have exposed too many doubts."

"For example, today, when you set out in the morning, you only brought three books. But after potions class, your schoolbag was filled with books."

"We've been together all the time, so I'm sure you don't have time to come back to get the book, and there's no one else to help you carry it."

"Also, you've obviously just finished a Potions class, but you're much more tired than before..."

Harry analyzed them one by one, and Hermione's mouth opened wider and wider.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)

I haven't been feeling well lately, and several friends around me have fallen ill. Updates may be a little slow, but the author will continue to update twice a day.

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