At the same time, the Ancient Magical Text Office.

Hermione held three bright magic symbols in her hand, watching them spin constantly, her eyes full of energy.

Felix leaned against his desk and was looking at a test paper. His fingers gently smeared the last word, dragging out a shallow trace of ink, and his eyes became strange.

He looked at the time and it happened to be exactly eight o'clock, and the teaching of magic literature had just begun.

‘So, was she rushing to come just after she finished her test paper? Or—’ Felix had a thought in his mind, ‘In this castle, there are two Grangers at the same time?’

He felt a little itchy. What would happen if he summoned the patron saint at this time to send another Hermione message, such as asking her to bring Harry's pocket-scene lens by the way?

Felix waited quietly for two minutes, while Hermione was still practicing enthusiastically to outline the symbols of magic text in the air. She did not stop at all, patted her forehead and said: Oh, professor, I almost forgot that this is the speculation glass you brought me...

‘I know too little about the operating mechanism of the time converter, and it is inevitable that I will be bound to be trapped. But if I am in the loop of time, there must be a starting point and an end point, and when the end point, the two Grangers will definitely return to the same position.’

Felix thought silently, but he still couldn't test it because he didn't know what the consequences of doing so. Perhaps this was why Granger didn't suddenly take out a spectator from his pocket...

This is not his style of conduct at all.

"professor--"

Felix was shocked and looked up. The little witch was pointing at a sea-blue magic symbol in his hand. "I think there are some problems here. Isn't the magic conversion very smooth?"

He was a little disappointed, but he still explained gently: "This magical text symbolizes water flow, and can also represent the ocean and mind. You have to try to understand its meaning in depth. This is a very wonderful feeling. Sometimes you understand it all at once."

"But no matter what, the meaning of the magic text is a key to understanding the magic text."

"I understand, professor!" Hermione said happily: "I have some ideas. When I was a child, I saw many rivers, lakes, and seas with my family. I guess it would be helpful?"

"Yes, you can get this part of your cognition." Felix agreed.

The next magic text guided everything as usual, but Felix had different expectations in his heart, and would look up at the wall clock from time to time.

It was nine-thirty, and the course tonight was almost over, but Felix couldn't help but say, "Miss Granger, you're already exhausted. Why not eat some snacks and watch an animated movie?"

If Hermione agrees, he will remind her to pay attention to time and see her reaction...

Hermione showed a heart-warming expression, but she glanced at the time quickly and concealedly, "Oh, no, professor, I have something to do. Before nine or fifty..." She paused for a moment, "I mean, the light whistle is turned off at ten o'clock."

Felix nodded, "I was negligent." He watched Hermione leave, as it seemed that the guess was true, he was really in a time loop, and, most likely, his little assistant was the time converter used at 9:50, back two hours ago.

In other words, at 7:50, she came to his office to report with the test paper that had not yet finished ink...

After thinking about it, he cast a illusion mantra, a silence mantra, a concealing mantra, and a peeping mantra... After making complete preparations, he stepped out of the office.

Felix followed Hermione from afar, like a real ghost. After seven or eight minutes, outside the Gryffindor lounge, he saw Hermione hiding behind a doorpost.

‘She chose a good place and there was no portrait around her.’

Soon, a man emerged from the common room, and was the second Hermione Granger!

Felix couldn't hide his shock. Although he knew Hermione would hold the time converter as early as the beginning of school, or even last school year, this was the first time he had seen its effect intuitively.

He gave up his thoughts of being ready to move again, and as she walked past the doorpost without looking squinting, another Hermione hurriedly hid.

In his sight, Hermione Granger, who had just come out of the lounge, stood in the corner, turning a golden timer. She turned twice, and with the slight sound of gear rotation, her figure suddenly disappeared.

Felix's eyes were about to pop out, but he found nothing, as if he was observing a cloud of air, everything he had just knitted for himself.

Hermione poked her head behind the door post and hurried back to the lounge.

Felix could still hear the complaints of the portrait of Fat Lady at the door: "Why did you come back after you go out? You little wizards..."

"The lucky star shines." Hermione quickly said the command, and the fat lady reluctantly moved away.

Felix returned to the office lightly at his feet, and the shock in his heart did not diminish at all. This was a force he had never touched and the mystery of time.

"Time, time! I should be in awe of time. I will stop this and I cannot take risks." Felix warned himself that his assistant was already very serious and responsible, and he could not cheat her.

If the little witch was thrown into the turbulent time because of his mistake, where would he find him?

But his mind quickly rose and he couldn't help but think: "If I could get a time converter from other places, wouldn't it be fine? The Ministry of Magic, the ancient pure blood family, or the tomb of ancient wizards, have such a possibility... This matter must be planned carefully and not act rashly!"

...

The next day, Felix went to St. Mungo as usual.

Mrs. Longbottom carefully combed Alice's hair, but there was still a handful of hair stuck to the comb. She smiled bitterly, "I really hope they get better soon, they will get rid of the side effects of the diamond curse, right?"

"Yes," Felix said: "They are now like walking dead, unable to control the magic in their bodies. Once they recover their memory, many methods can be used."

Old Mrs. Longbottom breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period, Mellem, the therapist of Longbatons, came here. She was a very friendly witch, but she still looked at Felix suspiciously.

‘The “conditioning expert” that Mrs. Longbottom found is too young, but it does have some effect…’

Melianm tentatively asked about the topic of conditioning magic, and Felix casually mentioned some shallow knowledge of bloodline magic, which made her look confused.

"...I tried to awaken the remaining subconscious of their bodies and cooperate to mobilize their own magic..." Felix talked freely, but this was not wrong, but he played a trick and did not say that he spent most of his time fiddling with their memories.

After Mellem left, Felix told Mrs. Longbottom: "The first paper has been sent out and may be brewing for some time."

Mrs. Longbottom said in confusion: "Felix, I have always wanted to ask you, why don't you send it later and delay it until the end of the treatment?"

"Because I can't hide it," Felix explained, "according to my estimate, the reactions between Frank and Alice will be obvious by the end of next month, and St. Mungo will not be able to find it."

"Although we can tell the truth, we still have to consider the worst case, that is, St. Mungo rejected my treatment plan, and Frank and Alice are currently inseparable from St. Mungo's care...

You can also think that I am used to preparing in advance - although my paper only has a theoretical part, few people can make mistakes. At most, they think that it is impossible to achieve with current treatment methods, which is a whimsical idea of ​​young people."
Chapter completed!