"This is divination!" Hermione walked out of the classroom contentedly.

Tom: (?″?)

He had a feeling that he was in a math class. When Professor Victor called out the class, he felt that he had been squeezed out—there was nothing else to do in this class, just arithmetic, which made him dizzy .

Hermione enjoyed it, though.

"Hurry up, we have to go to Muggle research in a hurry!" She shook the watch in front of Tom's eyes. It is now 9:56, and they will go back in time and space at 57 minutes.

At this time, there were only the two of them left in the classroom. After Professor Victor finished class, he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, just like wheels had grown under his feet.

When the minute hand jumped to 57, Hermione turned the Time-Turner.

Time begins to go backwards.

Another painful flight, this time standing still Tom found himself and Hermione standing outside the Arithmancy and Divination classroom.

"Quick!" Hermione had premeditated, and pulled Tom into the broom cabinet in the corner.

"Actually, I guessed before class started that we would hide in this broom cupboard." After Hermione closed the cupboard door, Tom whispered in her ear, and the hot air sprayed on Hermione's ear, making her Red in the face.

"Guess...did I lock the door to the broom closet?"

Hermione:!

"Tom Yodle!" Hermione yelled in the tiniest voice possible. She hadn't expected that Tom would be so daring, that he would dare to treat time with such a cynical attitude.

"Okay, okay...I still have this point in my heart, I didn't lock the door..." Tom calmed Hermione's emotions a little, then put his ear on the cabinet door, listening to the movement outside.

When a person is angry, although he cannot kill a tiger with a sliding shovel, it is not a problem that his heart rate increases and his breathing rate increases. In addition, the broom cabinet was a confined space, so it soon became a little stuffy inside, and at the same time, there was a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of Tom's nose.

"Hermione, are you wearing perfume? Why is it so fragrant?"

"I didn't!" Hermione gave Tom an angry look, and the two fell silent.

Once it was quiet, everything in the cupboard was amplified, and Tom heard the faint sound of running water.

"Hermione, you..."

"Did you hear a strange sound?" Hermione also heard this strange sound.

Only then did Tom realize that Hermione's chest was glowing faintly. Hermione reached in, fumbled for a bit, and took out a small bead that was emitting a faint golden light.

"It's a gift from Menis!" The light source on Hermione's chest was the time-turner that Menis gave them. Tom got an hourglass and Hermione got a golden fish.

Originally, the golden fish seemed to be asleep, motionless in the bead, and would not make any noise. But now, the golden fish seemed to have been stimulated by something. It woke up from hibernation and kept swimming in the beads. Its body emitted a pale golden light and made the sound of water.

"Did the time-space regression just now alarm it?" Hermione guessed, "How can it stop? Can you speak ancient Egyptian?"

Tom: "You really think highly of me..."

"Then what?" Hermione didn't want to go to class with a strange voice.

"Actually, we can do this." Tom took out the hourglass from his chest, seeing the hourglass, the golden fish became more active.

"We haven't used it since we got it," Tom said eagerly, "It seems that the golden fish wants to go back in time."

The space-time fluctuations brought about by the time converter just woke up the golden fish, making it a little eager to try. Although there is enough space for the golden fish to live in the beads refined by Menis, it is still not as wide as the pond. Goldfish are naturally active, so they naturally want to move after waking up from sleep.

"But..." Hermione gritted her teeth. She was a little afraid of this, but seeing the golden fish's unstoppable posture, she could only give in, "We will come back after just one look after crossing!"

"No problem!" Tom pulled out the small stopper in the middle of the hourglass.

The moment the stopper was removed, the golden fish broke free from the bead and appeared in Tom's hands, pulling him and Hermione into the river of time.

The broom cupboard disappeared from Tom's eyes, and he seemed to have fallen into a river. After the sand on the upper layer of the hourglass was drained, the golden fish returned to the bead, and Tom also "jumped" out of the long river of time and landed on a barren grassland.

He struggled to stand up, and what he saw was an open grassland. Looking at the surrounding terrain, he seemed to be on a cliff, and the surrounding light was not bright, it seemed to be sunrise or sunset.

"Where is this?" Hermione asked aside, "Shall we go back?"

Tom shook his head, walked forward a few hundred meters, came to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and everything had the answer.

Below the cliff is a familiar lake.

"This is..." Hermione covered her mouth.

"Yes, it's the Black Lake." Tom looked back at the empty cliff. "This is what Hogwarts looked like before it was born."

On the banks of the Black Lake, there is a dense jungle. Before Hogwarts was born, the Forbidden Forest was much larger than it is today.

Tom saw flocks of birds flying up from the forest, circling on the surface of the lake, some of them landed on the surface of the water and floated on the water, and some of them just skimmed the surface of the lake and flew back to the Forbidden Forest. Tom saw a few deer drinking water on the bank, and next to the herd were scattered hundreds of bison, wild horses, and wild goats, enjoying the fertile water and grass by the lake.

A silver-white shadow emerges from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, followed by a few small golden balls, it is actually a unicorn with a cub~lightnovelpub.net~ It walks leisurely to the lake, lowering its dignity head, tasted the water of the Black Lake. A few cubs are playing around.

In the distant mountains, there was also a beautiful dragon chant. It was the first time Tom heard the cry of a dragon. Along with the roar of the dragon, all the animals on the shore—except the unicorn—raised their heads vigilantly and observed the surrounding environment.

Another group of birds flew up in the woods.

Before that dragon chant disappeared, there was a second dragon chant, then a third, and a fourth... It seemed that there was more than one fire dragon living in that mountain range. Tom speculates that the dragon may be a Welsh green dragon. This dragon is the least troublesome of all dragons, and is one of two native English dragons.

At this time, several figures appeared from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, attracting Tom's attention.

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