A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 74 Prehistoric Mysteries (Third Update)

The office suddenly fell silent.

Dumbledore poked at the memories in the basin with his wand, and Tywin sank down, turning the basin back into an opaque, silvery-white color.

The silver light from the Pensieve illuminated Dumbledore's face, and after a moment of silence, he sighed.

"William, liking someone is not a sin, even if the two people are of the same gender."

However, we must be very careful when discussing such unappreciated feelings and avoid jumping to conclusions.

William felt a little awkward discussing such matters with Dumbledore in his office, but it was understandable, given the unique circumstances of the UK.

Fortunately, the principal quickly said, "Based on my experience and observation, Professor Tywin does indeed have some special feelings for Jaime."

That feeling began the moment Jaime saved Tywin.

"So, the one who just used Polyjuice Potion to become Professor Snape, was it Professor Tywin?"

"I think it's him."

"But how is that possible? I mean, Professor Tywin was talking to you at that time, wasn't he?"

Could one of them be fake?

"Both are him, William."

"How is that possible? How could he be in two places at the same time?"

"Alright, William," Dumbledore interrupted, leaning back in his chair. "I can't reveal any more, or it will take up your time here."

"What do you mean, Professor?"

"I should be at the Ministry of Magic at this hour, but things changed when you appeared before me this morning, which is why I'm here." Dumbledore stared into William's eyes.

Before we begin our conversation, I have a question for you.

"What's the problem, Professor?"

"William, how many times has this happened?"

Dumbledore's eyes sharpened.

Suddenly, a revelation washed over William like a wave, and he vaguely knew why he was there.

That premonition grew stronger and stronger.

William gripped the ring so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he was completely unaware of it.

"William?" Dumbledore called out. "You look a little pale. Are you alright?"

William instinctively tried to spin the ring, but it didn't budge, which snapped him out of his reverie.

Dumbledore leaned forward slightly, his broken nose almost touching William's face, his blue eyes scrutinizing William.

"It seems my words have given you some insight?"

"Yes, Professor," William said, "I have some guesses."

"Oh," Dumbledore said with interest, "tell me about it."

"Am I... in some kind of time loop?"

William's return to April 20th was not a figment of his imagination, nor was it a premonition of the future like in Final Destination, nor was it a time travel... but rather, he was trapped in a time loop.

William was able to realize this so quickly not only because of Dumbledore's reminder, but mainly because he remembered a few movies he had seen in his previous life.

Groundhog Day, Triangle, Edge of Tomorrow, Happy Death Day, Accidental Space... William can recall more than a dozen of them just by reminiscing.

Groundhog Day tells the story of how Phil wakes up every morning on the same day: February 2nd, Groundhog Day.

What happened that day was like a videotape playing on repeat, happening all around Phil.

The same people will always appear, and the same things will always happen: every morning he wakes up to the same radio broadcast, someone will strike up a conversation with him, an old lady will chat with him asking about his breakfast and the weather, he'll encounter a beggar and an old friend selling insurance on the street, and there will be news reports...

In Doctor Who, the Doctor was trapped in the Penitentiary for 45 billion years in order to save Clara, repeatedly reliving a certain day.

Regardless of which one it is, they are all undoubtedly trapped in a time loop, just like William's current situation.

Of course, whether it will really be as he thinks remains to be seen tomorrow, whether it will be April 20th!

Dumbledore gestured for William to raise his right hand, and in the soft light, the ring appeared ancient, elegant, and mysterious.

"William, you guessed right. You are indeed in some kind of special cycle. Your time is stuck, or even will remain stuck in today."

William frowned and said, "But this is not what Professor Binns said."

He said the Ravenclaw Bronze Ring is a magical item that allows travel to any time.

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "When I was a teacher, I reminded my students more than once that true history is passed down along with many unbelievable legends."

"A widely accepted rumor may not stand up to scrutiny, like this ring."

"Professor, can you explain this ring?"

Dumbledore stood up and walked out the window, where William stood beside him, both gazing at the view of Hogwarts.

The silver moon was like a hook.

The night was dark.

It looks like a painting.

This painting has been silently presented for a thousand years.

Dumbledore remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "I never get tired of looking at them, William. Do you know what Hogwarts was originally used for?"

"Training wizards and passing on knowledge?"

"Hmm... no, that's not accurate. This goal exists only for a greater purpose."

"A greater goal?"

Dumbledore stared directly at William.

"In short, the four founders established Hogwarts only to study certain secret knowledge—they also established the school to recruit outstanding wizards so that these elite few could know, study, protect and pass on this secret knowledge."

"What exactly is this secret knowledge?" William's breathing quickened slightly.

"For thousands of years, people have called it a prehistoric mystery, said to be boundless in power, possessing infinite strength, capable of creating and destroying everything..."

"Does such a thing really exist, Professor?" William felt like he was listening to a myth.

Dumbledore laughed and said, "Does it not exist? My child, those tarot card prophecies, the I Ching which can reveal the past and future, the Philosopher's Stone in Nico's hand that can grant immortality... these are just fragments of prehistoric mysteries."

"So, Professor Dumbledore," William said quickly, paused for a moment, and asked, "you believe that prehistoric mysteries refer to all the knowledge accumulated throughout history? In other words, all existing magic is prehistoric mysteries?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head and said seriously, "Prehistoric mysteries and modern magic are strictly distinguished. It exists in a very special form."

"Have you seen it?" William asked skeptically.

"Of course I've seen it. Not only have I seen it, but someone has also used it before. That powerful force once defeated the Dark Lord and is still protecting someone now."

Dumbledore stared intently at the night sky as he spoke.

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