The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Granger felt a little numb looking at the dense piles of things on the desk. It was already Friday, and she sat in the club every day except for class.

Of course, sometimes when no one is around, she will practice the spell quietly.

"She can do it, so can I..." Granger puffed up, sitting on a chair and watching Potions, including the contraindications of Polyjuice Potion.

Granger had been making Polyjuice Potion since her second year, but the Cyrus-Hermione discussion had given her new inspiration.

"It will start next Tuesday...then you will be able to go back on the weekend of next week." Cyrus tidied up the messy tables and chairs and tidied up the messy chessboard, he said flatly and with a smile on his face.

"Next week..." Granger stopped turning the pages of the book, looked at the busy Cyrus, and took out his wand to put all the decorations back in place quickly.

"Thanks...but I still like to put it myself." He sighed, "At least it gives me a lot of sense of participation..."

"Earlier than I thought, I thought it would last for more than half a month"

"What's the matter? You still want to celebrate your birthday here?" Cyrus pulled out a chair and sat next to the girl. The classroom was already empty. "Is it also NO.19? If you want, we can hold an earlier one." ..."

"I don't care..." Granger's fingers were almost twisted together.

Both Cyrus and Dumbledore told Granger that it would be best not to disclose the matter, coupled with Granger's own ideas and adaptations, so she began to 'play'.

But to be precise, it should have unlocked a certain shackle in her heart.

"You can't bear to part with this world so soon?" He teased the girl.

Granger also seems to like to wear a shawl now, but she is more arrogant than Hermione, but the more she is like this, the less she will be noticed by others.

He found that when Granger was researching and studying, he liked to force himself to develop multiple routes at once. According to her words:

'I was originally a Muggle wizard, and I was already very backward in the wizarding world... Even if I am more suitable for Ravenclaw, I also have the characteristics of Gryffindor! ! '

"It's okay, at least I'm having fun studying here," Granger said from the bottom of his heart.

In Gryffindor, she was always hostile because of spending time in the library and answering questions in class all the year round. Although she was a bit straightforward sometimes, she would not be excluded, right?

Even Seamus had taunted her in second grade.

Cyrus could see, he could see Granger's exhausted heart, even though she often didn't care what other people thought.

"How about it... Tomorrow, let's go to Professor Flitwick's dueling club to practice." He tried to help her as much as possible, "At least you have the ability to resist when you go back."

"Is...is it a little..." Granger was a little excited, but restrained himself with the remaining rationality.

"Think...will you go back and continue like that?" Cyrus took out a strawberry-flavored candy from his pocket and handed it to the girl's palm, "Let Malfoy call you 'Mudblood'?"

Granger savored the sweetness in her mouth, and her hands clenched involuntarily.

The seat of the club president is in the middle of the classroom platform, with their flag logo on both sides: a lion's head, with eagle claws and badger claws on the left and right sides below, and slender snakes wrapped around the two sides like ropes.

She was amazing.

"How? Of course... if you don't want to, forget it"

"I...I think I can give it a try" Granger gave the answer intermittently, "I just want to learn some spells and practical combat with daily spells..."

"Of course...Of course you can" Cyrus leaned back on the chair, tilted his head back, closed his eyes and meditated.

After he slowly fell asleep, Granger glanced at him quietly, but then quickly moved away. She picked up Crookshanks who was lying on the table and licking his fur.

The kneading made Crookshanks purr in comfort.

.........

"So the Time-Turner isn't on you?"

"What's that? No...I didn't, I was here when I woke up"

On Friday, Hermione was called to the office by Professor McGonagall because she wanted to cross off two electives at the same time, but Professor McGonagall immediately asked her to turn in the Time-Turner.

"Miss Granger, you must have lost the time-turner..." McGonagall looked at her in surprise, and temporarily put aside her homework.

As Hermione thought, Professor McGonagall was indeed the only insider, but she expressed a certain degree of doubt about Hermione's words.

"No! Professor McGonagall...you live in Hogsmeade! And my nephews and nieces like to visit you..."

This was mentioned when Professor McGonagall in Hermione's world occasionally recalled it, and it was because Cyrus sometimes liked to hear her tell stories about her youth, just like Dean Flitwick.

In fact, apart from the two of them, most of the students thought that Professor McGonagall lived on campus, since they had never met him in Hogsmeade.

Therefore, these are McGonagall's own secrets.

"No, Miss Granger, even if you know my deeds, it doesn't prove anything..." McGonagall frowned. "Besides, the Time-Turner needs to be recovered by the Ministry of Magic."

This cannot be blamed on Professor McGonagall, because it sounds too far-fetched.

But the professor is still a little worried, because none of the wizards who have problems with the time converter is safe, but Hermione explained: "Parallel worlds have nothing to do with the same timeline, and will not be affected."

Not to mention, Hermione would cause dozens of people to never be born.

In layman's terms, as long as Hermione has enough time, she can even be a Dark Lord here, even if the whole world is destroyed, it won't affect her.

But no matter how Hermione explained, Professor McGonagall looked at her directly without making any sound.

"I'll tell the principal...but before that, please don't let others know, so as not to cause any impact." McGonagall sighed, it was obvious that Hermione in front of her was a bit taller than she remembered.

"But..but how do I get back?"

"If it is confirmed, we have to apply for another one, but the converter is not so easy to borrow." She said helplessly, "Because of - your - class schedule, I applied for more than 100 times before I passed the review."

"Stop doing what you did on Wednesday..."

Apparently, Professor Lupine mentioned this to them during the chat: a third-year student was able to cast a physical Patronus.

In the eyes of the professors, this is almost an overnight change.

The lost Hermione was walking aimlessly in the corridor with the canceled class timetable.

'Time-Turner... If I use the Time-Turner, will I be able to go back to my original position? 'Hermione stood on the viaduct looking at the calm black lake, familiar yet unfamiliar.

She could only try to guess.

Hermione has been here for five days, five days!And five days without Cyrus! !And deal with the strange eyes of certain wizards every day.

"Is this the original trajectory?"

Hermione wrapped her red and yellow scarf tightly. After crossing the viaduct, there was an empty courtyard. There were no 'guards', only falling dead leaves. Such a familiar scene made her depressed.

Fortunately, she had watched clips of parallel worlds before, so that Hermione was able to sort out her mentality quickly.

The cold wind in September in England whizzed past, and she waved her left hand subconsciously towards her side, but she couldn't hold it, and she couldn't help saying: "I almost forgot..."

But it's not without gains, at least Hermione can now personally experience Hogwarts without being subtly influenced by Cyrus.

After stripping away the veneer of splendor, wonder, and wonder, what's inside is uninteresting.

"I didn't expect us to change so many things..." Hermione felt emotional, she tried her best to sense the sky with the force, trying to reach that place through the universe.

Well... Hermione can only hope now that Dumbledore requests a Time-Turner again.