Chapter 682 Zeotrope

After the Heloise Mintab incident in 1899, the Ministry of Magic announced that time travel experiments had ceased, and all time-turners were sealed away.

The only Time-Turner that's still working after the Battle of the Ministry of Magic is the one Hermione used, and it's now in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts, protected by magic.

In addition to Hogwarts, Gringotts is the safest place in the world, but it was broken into in 1991, and the other party's goal was the No. 713 vault where the Philosopher's Stone was once stored.

Only the goblin knows the exact location of each vault, and even though the serial numbers of vaults 711 and 713 are very close, their actual locations may be far apart. Heloise Mintab toggled the time-turner from London in 1899, but she did not accurately teleport to London in 1402, but to Ankara, thousands of miles away from London.

According to the Novikov principle of self-consistency, time travel does not actually change anything, and whatever the travelers do just causes things they noticed before they traveled.

Hermione and Harry saved Sirius and Buckbeak not from preventing death, but Sirius and Buckbeak should have been alive. The "innocent blood" was not shed by them, but the werewolf Lupine, Buck Buckbeak scratched him to protect Harry and Hermione. Draco could tell how sharp Buckbeak's claws were. Even a beautiful monster was still a monster. Just because it looked beautiful didn't mean it wasn't threatening.

On the gentle hillside, a herd of deer appeared, including a stag with horns on its head, which was exactly the same as Severus' deadly enemy, James Potter's Patronus.

It swaggered past them with a herd of doe, and Pomona looked up at the sky, when they were out of the clouds, and the sun showed its face again.

Wow, there were a lot of people paragliding, and she wanted to hang out with those Muggles on her broomstick.

"Do you want to climb to the top of the mountain?" He looked at his pocket watch, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Guess if there's a groundbat here," she said, looking at the meadows.

"How can there be on the mountain?"

"It's just that mountain climbing is so boring, let's do something interesting."

"What do you want to do?"

"You ride a broom once..."

"No!" He refused before she could finish.

"Why!" she yelled angrily.

"I can fly with the flying technique, why do I need to ride a broom?"

"Oh, do you think riding a broom looks uncool and detracts from your image?"

He doesn't care about her at all.

"Damn it, you showed Lily on a broomstick!"

"I was still a stupid kid at that time, don't mention that."

She couldn't communicate with him at all.

"We are boring people." After staring at each other for a while, she said helplessly.

They were nothing like Sirius, James, Fred and George's Gryffindor gang.

"You want to play Quidditch?"

"No, I don't want to." She said intuitively.

"Then why do you want to see me ride a broomstick?"

I want to see you make a fool of me.

But Pomona would never say that, that would be stupid.

She turned her gaze elsewhere.

"Don't you think, this place is very similar to Hogwarts, with the grass, lakes and trains here."

"You're upset," he said, "because I won't let you talk about the war?"

"No," she said anxiously. "You think what Albus taught me is useless?"

"I just think you should play it safe." Severus said calmly. "Albus doesn't trust you as much as he seems."

"Why do you keep saying bad things about him?"

"Let me think? He stole my thesis and almost made me responsible for murdering the greatest white wizard." He smiled sarcastically. "Why do you keep defending him?"

"He's a good man, Severus!"

"Like an angel," he said tartly, "and Grindelwald has transformed wings on his back."

"Oh, can you forget about this?"

"Are you going to follow him and deny your relationship with a dark wizard?" he asked softly.

"No."

"I want to go back to the day when I didn't leave that house, and Wormtail didn't come to the door with Tom Riddle's wand, and you could always be carefree and happy wholeheartedly." He said very seriously, "I want to go back to Earlier, when I didn't join the Death Eaters, and I didn't have the Dark Mark on my arm, I really wanted that time-turner. Do you know why I didn't steal it like Lucius? I was scared , I’m not like Gryffindor, whose brains and giant monsters are only as big as sesame seeds. Nothing can scare them. There are always some things in this world that God does not allow us to try, such as pursuing longevity and changing history. Don't you wonder who made that time-turner himself?"

In Pomona's dream, Henry made the device, but Henry didn't exist, and the Time-Turner was much more sophisticated than Hermione's.

"I want to go back to that time, you and I were just men and women, can we go back?"

She thought of Lily, the witch who gave up all her talents and turned herself into an ordinary woman. She chose to sacrifice herself to protect Harry instead of picking up her wand.

"Those months were just a sleep for you. I tried everything, but you couldn't wake up. Your body was getting colder and colder, but your stomach was getting colder and colder. The bigger it is, the stronger it is like she is absorbing your life. When Ginny was captured in the secret room, that Horcrux, and that kind of black magic, whatever Harry Potter called her, she didn't know Ken wake up, he is punishing me in this way, that old fool, he made a mistake, plus Harry Potter is 7 horcruxes, his mind is confused, I am confused with him, it was an accident, Tom Riddle shouldn't know, that's the key to the White Wizard's plan, conceal it until the last moment, you could have helped me, but what did you do to me? Don't tell me, I don't deserve to live a good life?"

"You... Oh, my God." She covered her face, at a loss.

"I want my reward, can you give it to me?" he asked.

Perhaps because of the high altitude, she was having difficulty breathing.

Now they are not far from the snow line, and they can already see the peaks of Jungfrau, Schilthorn and Eiger, the whole meadows all over the mountains below the snow line, scattered wooden houses on the hillside, and clear streams by the roadside .

Normal women who come to Grindelwald will only think that they have entered heaven, and will not associate it with rebellion, crusaders, Teutonic knights, and Tatar cavalry.

"We're on our honeymoon, it's up to you," she whispered vaguely, as if she was afraid people in heaven would hear.

"Amazing!" he exclaimed, looking up at the sky. "Thank you, thank you very much!"

A wizard who believes in God, how strange.

He came over, took her hand, and looked at the summoning ring on her finger.

"Have you ever heard a story? There was a Valkyrie who was assigned to arbitrate a duel between two kings, and she knew that Odin favored the old king, but she judged the younger challenger to be victorious. So Odin Ding condemned the Valkyrie and imprisoned her on the peak of the Alps. Odin cursed the Valkyrie and made her fall into a deep sleep. A wizard heard about this injustice and went through a lot of hardships to enter Castle, awakened her, and later the wizard proposed to the goddess with a magic ring."

"You stopped singing that bard?"

"How about we spend the night in the mountains today?" he whispered. "There must be more stars in the mountains than we can see in Ireland."

"Are we not going to the hot spring?"

"We can still come when we return." He put his arms around her waist and said affectionately, "Besides, we don't necessarily have to take the train the day after tomorrow."

"Don't call me a dwarf again!" She thumped him.

"Ow." He pretended to scream.

Pomona knew he was faking it, just like when Draco told Pansy in third grade that Buckbeak scratched him and it hurt, but what should she do in this situation?

"Bad boy!" she stomped, tearfully, and the bastard who was mad at her was so smug that he was about to dance like leprechauns.