Chapter 202: Awakening, the British Magical World of the Past

"Uh, where am I?" A beam of light entered Aiden's eyes in the darkness.

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself in Newt's box.

"Are you awake?" Newt came over.

"Is everything over?" Aiden asked.

"It was over the moment you shot the arrow. After the King of the Deep disappeared, we were taken out of the Twilight Realm.

Grindelwald was also defeated by wizards from the Six Realms and is now imprisoned in MACUSA.

I used the venom of the Winged Demon to erase the memory of the entire New York City, and the matter has been settled."

Newt straightened his clothes and handed Aiden a roll of newspaper.

"What about Jacob, has he been cast into the Oblivion Charm as well?" Aiden frowned.

"Yes. By the way, we have four hours left before we return to England, and there is someone who is looking forward to meeting you." Newt narrowed his eyes.

Aiden: “….”

Four hours later, at the ferry terminal at the New York Customs, Newt and Tina said their final goodbyes.

"Listen Newt, I want to thank you." Tina's eyes were filled with affection.

"Why thank me?" Newt shrugged.

"You know, if you hadn't spoken for me in front of Chairman Picquari, I wouldn't have returned to the investigation team." Tina smiled.

"Maybe I just don't want people to investigate me."

"Not being investigated by others is what you should strive for," Tina said jokingly.

"I will. My days will be peaceful from now on. I will go back to writing books and have them published by the Ministry of Magic." Newt nodded.

"Then you must send me a copy when the time comes."

"I thought, maybe I could give the book to you in person." Newt reached out and touched Tina's temple.

"I'd love to." Tina lowered her head shyly.

"Hey, Newt, the ship is about to leave." Some dragon who couldn't read the atmosphere shouted.

"Kid, you are always so impatient. Goodbye then." Newt turned around and boarded the ship.

......

After drifting on the sea for a few days, Aiden finally arrived in England.

"Hey, there's not much difference between here decades ago and decades later." Aiden touched his chin.

"Come on, go to Hogwarts from this fireplace. Someone is waiting for you there," Newt said.

"Aren't you going?" Aiden asked back.

"I have to speed up the publication of my book. I don't have time to accompany you." Newt shook his head and left with an Apparition.

Aiden walked into the fireplace and sprinkled the Floo powder on the ground, "Hogwarts."

The Floo Network teleported Aiden to the only fireplace in Hogwarts that had been opened. Inside the room, a middle-aged man with a beard was already waiting for Aiden.

"Well, it's our first meeting, or maybe our second meeting for you, Mr. Prewett," the man began.

"Merlin, so you've been growing a beard since you were young." Aiden exclaimed.

"Is it ugly?" the man asked.

"I don't know, but I think it looks better when it's old." Aiden shrugged.

"That's really good news." The man, no, he should be called Dumbledore nodded.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this. What exactly do you want to talk to me about?" Aiden asked.

"Well, let's go for a walk together?" said Dumbledore.

Knock knock, there's a knock on the door.

"Hide quickly." Dumbledore said hurriedly to Aiden.

Aiden immediately hid in the blind spot of his consciousness, as if no one else had ever appeared in the room.

"That's remarkable," Dumbledore exclaimed.

"What's so great?" asked the younger version of Professor McGonagall as she walked in.

"I mean, these children, they will become our pillars in the future." Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"Isn't that inevitable?" Professor McGonagall also laughed.

Then, Professor McGonagall handed Dumbledore a large stack of students' homework.

"Albus, I heard something happened at the American Federation, you need to..." Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"It's okay. Just leave the homework here and I'll correct it first." Dumbledore rejected McGonagall bluntly.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and left the office.

"Why don't you let me see Professor McGonagall?" Aiden appeared on the sofa again.

"Minerva doesn't understand the affairs of the Deep. If she sees you, she'll be dragged into this."

Dumbledore looked as if he had no idea how much trouble he was in.

"That's not something I've considered carefully." Aiden also nodded.

"So Professor, how can I get home?" Aiden asked.

"Go to the Department of Mysteries. Although I don't know how you were able to travel to this point in time, they have the most in-depth research on time, and they must have a way to send you back." Dumbledore said.

"Yeah, if we can't do it, no one else can either." A voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

Then, a man in a platinum robe walked in. At this moment, he had begun to take on the appearance of the future fox eyes.

"Was he injured too badly in the Deep Realm? Even his eyes were deformed?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.

"Ha, yes, do you want to compete?" The director already had the wand in his hand.

Aiden circled around the director a few times as if he had discovered something new.

"I didn't expect you had this temper when you were young." Aiden laughed.

"Okay, don't make things difficult for him. The Director of the Department of Mysteries has just been replaced. He is also an inexperienced newcomer. He can only act like this to deal with others."

Dumbledore came out to help the director.

"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. Just come with us. The Department of Mysteries will send you to the corresponding time." The director did not refute after hearing what Dumbledore said.

The two walked into the fireplace under the gaze of Dumbledore, and soon, Aiden followed the director to the Department of Mysteries.

More than sixty years ago, the Department of Mysteries was already that circular hall, surrounded by twelve gates.

"The Hall of Time?" Aiden asked.

"Well, although I don't know how you came to this era, I can use the Time Hall to freeze you, and then unseal you at the corresponding time point."

The director had a cold expression on his face, as if he was talking about a frozen frog on an operating table.

"Hey, wait, your way of time traveling is too simple and crude." Aiden frowned.

"It is difficult to send people to the past, and it is even more difficult to send them to the future." The director's face showed an expression of revenge.

"Oh, okay." Life is not easy, Aiden sighed.

Aiden was brought to the Time Hall by the director, and it was the first time that he saw the real retrograde pendulum with his own eyes.

There is a golden pendulum under the huge pendulum clock, and golden particles flow out every time the pendulum swings.

"Here, this is it, come in." said the director.

"Just like that, just walking in there?" Aiden was shocked.

"Otherwise, do you want me to hold a ceremony for you, or start a research project, such as research on the time solidification of dragon people?" The director narrowed his eyes.

"No, thank you." Aiden declined.

After saying that, he walked straight under the pendulum.

Passing through a layer of strange film, the time sand immediately sucked towards Aiden and wrapped him tightly.

Aiden only felt that time was going slower and slower, and finally came to a standstill.