Hogwarts: I am the Wizard of Fairy Tail

For Xia En, all this is normal. Competition cannot be harmonious. Young people should be a little angry and arrogant. Otherwise, you should hold it in yourself every day, lest someone else steps on your Tianling Cap and goes up. Don't know yet

"Take it easy, Mr. Calhoun! Just these melon boys can't cause trouble!"

"Guawazi?"Bryce didn't know why.

As soon as Xia En finished his words, Bryce saw the dozen or so little wizards in the audience who were the ones who made the most fuss being directly killed by the professor of his college using magic. After being hung up, many of his students were even scolded bloody by their angry parents.

"Look! I'm right!"Xia En spread his hands in gloating,"Mr. Calhoun, at this age, teachers and parents will always have absolute suppression!"

"Well... maybe you're right, -Mr. Dolea."

At this moment, Bryce suddenly remembered that a long time ago, after graduating from Hogwarts, he gave up the opportunity to become a professional Quidditch player and instead became a reporter. At that time, his senior He still remembers the look in the eyes of the Quidditch fan's mother who wanted to stab him.

In a short period of time, the little wizards' temporary fun was quickly suppressed by the professors and parents, and the discussion The voice returned to the topic again, but the smell of burned brains in the air became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, at the chairman's seat...

Bryce was looking at the hot tinfoil bowl on the grill in front of him with horror. While the red oil soup is slurping, the mouth-watering spicy aroma is coming to your nostrils.

Of course, it would be great if the thing cooked on it couldn't be scary!

"Mr. Dolea, what are you doing?……"

"Roasted pig brains, do you want to try them?"Xia En replied, and took a bite of the dense and spicy brains as if nothing had happened, and handed a fork over.

He missed this taste so much!

"No…no thanks……"Bryce's mouth twitched and he quickly moved himself behind him. In his mind, there was no difference between eating pig brains and eating human brains.

In fact, this is not just something that Bryce himself cannot accept. Many other Westerners may also find it difficult to accept food like pig brain flowers.

On the other side, the CPUs of the little wizards are constantly burning in another dimension. As more and more speculation possibilities are listed, individual little wizards have begun to find the direction to solve the puzzle of the maze of time.

"History of magic! History of magic! If anyone has a book on the history of magic, please give it to me!"Terry Butt, who is a Ravenclaw, suddenly shouted to the surroundings.

It is a tradition for Ravenclaw eaglets to carry books with them!

Previously, because of Professor Binns, the knowledge of the history of magic in Hogwarts was basically Students can only rely on self-study.

Although the History of Magic course at Hogwarts has now been changed to"World Magic History and Moral Politics", after all, this course dares to be held for two years. The new textbook is not perfect, and Ms. Gray's The teaching method is still relatively young and blunt, so in order to pass the final exam, most young wizards will still use the old"History of Magic" for review, and the eaglets often carry the old version of magic with them. history textbook

"I have it here, I have it here!!!"A little eagle who had just entered the first grade handed over the book in his hand.

Terry snatched the book over and flipped through the pages crazily at an extremely fast speed. But after a while, he suddenly said angrily:"No, This book doesn’t have it! The wise master is really right, this kind of textbook that has not changed anything after two hundred years should be thrown directly into the furnace and burned!!!"

"What on earth did you have in mind?"Ron, who had just received Mrs. Molly's treatment, asked while rubbing his ears.

"The method to crack the maze is actually very simple. As long as you follow the logic of historical time on the book page and combine the development history of the wizarding world with the problem of creating a way out, Granger will be able to access the second level of the maze!"Terry looked up and looked at the light screen in the distance and explained.

In the picture, Hermione is surrounded by various new and old things. Obviously, like Terry, she has found the direction to solve the maze of time.

"Now that you know the answer, write it quickly! Wait a minute to piss off those guys in Ilvermorny!"As he said that, Ron glared viciously at the people at Thunderbird Academy not far away.

"It's not that simple. The"History of Magic" written by Bathilda Bagshot can only be traced back to more than 1,200 years ago at most. The European wizarding community itself has no habit of recording history. Except for some major events and prominent figures, we do not have enough Use the data to deduce and restore the historical development process and conditions of the magical world."

"Will there be any in the restricted book section? Ron asked immediately

"What?"Terry didn't quite hear it.

"I mentioned the Restricted Section. Since it is not in the History of Magic, it does not mean that there is no Restricted Section. The library at Hogwarts is the largest in Europe."Ron naturally expressed the idea of ​​going to the restricted book area.

"This... I'm not sure, but it's not a good idea to go to the forbidden book area. Mrs. Pince will skin us if she finds out."Terry remembered the cold and ruthless eyes of Mrs. Pince, the librarian, and suddenly shuddered.

"It’s okay, leave this to us!"Ron patted his chest, turned around and went to find Harry, completely forgetting that his ear was almost pulled off by Mrs. Molly just now.

Time passed slowly, and more than half an hour passed...

In the maze, Hermione was like a tourist who had entered a dead end. She kept watching the same things appear around her over and over again, then turned into dust, then appeared again, and then destroyed again, as if trapped in an infinite loop.

In just over half an hour, which was not long and not short, she had created no less than twenty incomplete and destroyed civilizations in the time corridor.

Continuous deduction and rewriting made Hermione's brain She gradually fell into chaos, with disorganized information rushing around in her mind, a mess.

She always felt that at the end, a thin film would appear in front of her eyes to prevent her from getting the only correct answer. No matter how she reached out, she could never break through

"What is still missing?"Hermione paced back and forth anxiously. She felt that there was still one most important key condition before she could break the game. As long as she found this key condition, she could quickly open the way to the second floor of the underground maze in a short time.

Family, tools, language, writing, literature, religion, city, country, etc...

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Hermione has racked her brains and written down all the key elements that she can deduce and think of, and she also uses them. She wanted to create a way out, but so far, all the things around her were concrete and ordinary objects, and there was nothing that could help her open that door.

"No, calm down, calm down……"Hermione took a deep breath, rubbed her face vigorously, then slowly slowed down her accelerated heartbeat and sorted out the messy things in her mind.

She closed her eyes, frowned, and her mind started racing again.

But as time continued to pass, the curse of knowledge began to exert its power again. The emptiness in her mind frightened Hermione, and her impatience filled her heart again.

Hermione began to pace back and forth habitually and subconsciously, without even noticing the stone that had materialized under her feet.

"ah!"Hermione let out a scream, staggered and fell forward, and her head hit the ground.

"Hiss~~it hurts!!!"

Hermione rubbed the place where she was knocked, and subconsciously wanted to see what had tripped her, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she was suddenly attracted by something close to her eyes.

A purple clock The dial came into view, and the second hand, minute hand, and hour hand on it were rotating at an extremely fast speed, and the ticking sound filled her ears in an extremely cold way.

Looking at the clock dial at such a close distance, Hermione felt like a concrete representation of time. It melted in front of her eyes, and at this moment, she suddenly felt as if her brain had been hit hard by something, and the film that had been blocking her face seemed to have a crack.

Hermione suddenly discovered that what she had done before There are many, but I always seem to have overlooked the most important thing, that is, in this maze, time is not a simple additional condition, it is the premise of everything. Without the blessing of time, nothing will exist. Meaning.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a conversation she had with Xia En a long time ago. She was still in the first grade at that time, not long after she had just entered Hogwarts.

One day outside the library, Hermione suddenly asked Xia En Well, a question

"Shane, why do you think there is such a thing as magic in this world?"

Having been receiving modern scientific education, she suddenlyStudying in a magic school felt very unrealistic, and it also had a great impact on her outlook on life.

"I don’t know either, but according to my understanding, whether it is science or magic, they are just the results of human beings exploring the unknown in the history of time. However, due to various reasons, these two results have derived two different It’s just historical civilization."Xia En took a bite of chocolate and replied vaguely.

"Can you speak more clearly?"Hermione frowned and clicked her nose. The boy in front of her began to talk about something profound and difficult to understand again.

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