HP Magic Biography

The dark ward is gone. Harry felt like he was flying, flying fast, flying backwards. Various vague clouds and shapes passed in front of me, and something was banging in my ears. He wanted to yell, but he couldn't hear his own voice... Then he felt solid ground touched under his feet, and everything was focused again... He stood beside Hermione, in the empty front hall, together The golden sunlight hit the floor from the open front door. He looked at Hermione eagerly, the chronograph chain strangling him and Van Lin's neck. "Hermione, what--?"

"Come here!" Hermione grabbed Fanlin and Harry by the arms and dragged them through the front hall to a cabinet door with a broom; she opened the cabinet door and pushed the two of them in with the bucket and The rag stayed together, followed by himself, and then closed the door behind him.

"What—how—Hermione, what happened?"

"We went backwards in time," Hermione whispered, and she took Van Lin and the golden chain around Harry's neck in the dark. "It went backwards for six hours..." Harry touched his own. The leg was screwed hard. It hurts, it seems to show that he is not having weird dreams. "but--"

"Shh! Listen! Someone is coming! I think—I think it might be us!" Hermione put her ear to the cupboard door and listened.

"There are footsteps in the hall... Yes, I think we went to Hagrid!".

"Are you telling me," Harry whispered, "but we are in this cupboard, why are we outside again?"

"Yeah," said Hermione, with her ears still on the cupboard door, "I'm sure it's us... it sounds like there are only four people... we are walking slowly because we have to be careful about Mr. Filch and his Cat--"

She didn't say anything, but still listened intently.

"We have already walked down the stone steps..."

Hermione sat on an inverted bucket, looking very anxious, and Harry had a few questions to answer.

"Where did you get this timer?"

"This is called a time converter," Hermione whispered. "I got it from Professor McGonagall on the first day we came back. I have been using it all year to catch up with all the classes. McGonagall The professor asked me to swear not to tell anyone. She must write various letters to the Ministry so that I can have a time converter. She must tell them: I am a model student and I will never use it for anything other than studying It's...I've been turning it back hour by hour. That's why I can take several courses at the same time, understand? But..."

"But I don't understand what Dumbledore wants us to do. Why did he tell us to go back six hours? Does this help Sirius?"

Hermione waited for her eyes. The girl could still clearly catch Fanlin's eyes in the gloom. She looked at Fanlin, as if waiting for Fanlin to give her an answer.

But Fanlin didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, and he needed some time to digest the potion that Dumbledore had given him.

It looked like a magic enhancement potion, at least the effect was the same as that of the magic enhancement potion. Fanlin could clearly feel the magic power in his body soared for a short while.

Although the magic potion is a nearly lost potion, Dumbledore, as the greatest white wizard of the century, whether it is his friend, Nicholas Lemay, who has lived for more than 600 years, or his youth The exploration of magic and magic relics allowed Dumbledore to lay a solid foundation for his subsequent success.

Fan Lin silently digested this potion, he wanted to understand the production of this potion even more. Although the potion enhancement potion could not bring much permanent increase in magic power to the user, if it was used for recovery, the effect It's not bad, just for a while, the magic power in Fanlin's body has returned to a normal level.

"There must be something that he wants us to change," Harry said slowly. Hermione didn't have an answer from Fanlin, but Harry knew it seemed like good news.

"What happened? Six years ago, we went to Hagrid..."

"It was six hours ago, and we were walking towards Hagrid," Hermione said. "We just heard we leave by ourselves..." Harry frowned, and he felt as if he was concentrating his entire brain. "Dumbledore just said--just now that we might save more than one innocent life..." Then he had an idea. "Hermione, we are going to see Buckbeak!"

"But—how can this help Sirius?"

"Dumbledore said-he just told us where that window was-Professor Flitwick's office! They have locked Sirius there! We must let Buckbeak fly to the window to save Sirius! Sirius can ride on Buckbeak—they can escape together!"

Harry could see Hermione's face, she was frightened.

"If we manage to do this without being seen, it will work a miracle!"

"No!" Fanlin said categorically, "Sirius doesn't need to escape!"

"Fanlin? Have you recovered?"

"Facts have proven that the potion given by Dumbledore is stronger than ever, and I am in great condition now."

Fanlin said with some excitement. Although his face was still pale, it could be seen from the light blue halo emanating from his body that Fanlin's condition was better than ever, at least, his magic power was very powerful.

"We don't need Sirius to escape on Buckbeak, we can catch Peter Pettigrew!"

"What?" Hermione was surprised. "But, we couldn't be found, and Peter turned into a rat and ran away. We couldn't go out to stop him, otherwise, we would be discovered."

"We don't need to go out..." Fanlin said, "I have my tracking potion on Peter's body. As long as I have magic power and Peter does not run out of a certain range, I can sense him."

"Tracking potion?" Harry said, "but... when did you..."

"Since Sirius attacked, Crookshanks was only interested in Scabbers, and do you remember that I saw Crookshanks that day... not just him, I also saw... the black dog of Sirius that night? ..."

Fanlin explained indiscriminately. He had given Shaban a tonic for the rats that moved their hands and feet as early as the beginning of school, but he couldn't say anything about it...

"Okay...well..." Harry was a little confused by Fanlin's explanation. He didn't understand why such an association appeared, but it was not something he should consider now.

"That said, you can catch Peter, right!"

"I will try my best...no...I will definitely be able to!" Fanlin clenched his fist. He must change Sirius's situation. This is also the first step in his struggle against destiny. He must stand up, whether it is for himself. Or for whom.

"Okay!" Harry nodded, he looked at Hermione, Hermione frowned, she, me, you like this, when something happens.

"Well, we have to try, right?" Harry said. He stood up and pressed his ear to the cabinet door.

"It sounds like no one there...Come on, let's go..."

Harry pushed open the cupboard door, and there was no one in the front hall. They rushed out of the cabinet door and down the stone steps as gently as possible. The shadow has stretched a long way, and the treetops of the Forbidden Forest are plated with gold again.

"If anyone looks out the window—" Hermione shrieked, looking up at the castle behind him. "We ran over," Fanlin said firmly, "Go straight to the woods, okay? We must hide behind a tree or something, and then look out."

"Okay, but we have to bypass the greenhouse!" Hermione gasped, "We must avoid Hagrid's front door, or we will see us! We must have approached Hagrid's cabin by now! "

"Let's go!" Fanlin said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and he took Hermione's hand with his backhand, and Harry didn't know what he was thinking.

Harry was still thinking about what this meant, and jumped off as he set off, following Fanlin and Hermione. They ran across the vegetable garden to the greenhouse, stopped there, and set off again, bypassing the beating willow as quickly as possible, and dashing towards the shadow of the forbidden forest... Harry turned his head in the shadow of the tree Here, after a few seconds, Hermione also arrived panting. "Yes," she said breathlessly, "we need to sneak to Hagrid. Don't let people see it, otherwise..."

Hermione didn't say anything, they walked silently among the trees, walking on the edge of the forest. Then they caught a glimpse of Hagrid's cabin and heard a knock on the door. They quickly walked behind an oak tree with a thick trunk and looked out from both sides.

It was the four of them in front of them. Looking at it from behind, they easily discovered Ron's abnormality.

Harry knocked on the door again, Fanlin and Hermione stood one by one, while Ron was hiding beside.

Ron's body looked a little stiff, and he put one hand on the pocket containing Peter.

"Damn it..." Harry gritted his teeth as he squatted, clenching a fist tightly.

"Calm down, Harry!" Fanlin gently pressed Harry's body with his hand. If Harry rushed out at this time, then things would become uncontrollable, and the consequences of disrupting the time period were not those of them What the little wizard has endured, especially if it disturbs the past, even Dumbledore can't get away with it!

Time is the most terrifying magic, and no one can resist in front of him, even if it is a god.

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