“Hairbo?!”

Ron screamed briefly, and the people in the lounge immediately looked in their direction. He quickly lowered his head, his nose almost against the table, and kept wavering to Harry and Hermione.

The two of them approached, Ron's eyes kept turning and he asked in a low voice: "Is it... the creator of Haierbo? Horcrux?"

"That's right," said Hermione.

Ron hurriedly looked at the gray hourglass. Harry had rubbed the surface of the floating gray before, but it still looked full of age. He said in a trembling voice: "Do you think... are there a part of Haierbo hidden in it?"

"You mean Horcrux?" Harry asked nervously, looking at the hourglass, it was in Hermione's hand.

"Won't!"

Hermione simply said, "Professor Happ has checked before..."

She raised her head, sat upright, and retelled the matter in the Egyptian pyramids, focusing on the statues and altars of Haierbo, and how the statues decayed.

"It's hard to understand that...you guys wait!"

She ran back to the girls' dormitory "dengdeng" and brought back a shallow wooden plate made of chestnut wood. Harry and Ron both understood her idea and used the memory plate to reproduce the scene at that time.

So they sat together, watching the silver sand in the memory plate as rain, the dark and gloomy pyramid room appeared again during the summer vacation, the cursed narrow corridor, the corpse of the snake monster that was isolated from the world as if forgotten by time, and the statue that was quickly faded but quickly faded.

They saw Hermione's perspective. She was one step later than Felix at that time. He blew a breath and the statue completely cracked, then turned into fine dust and disappeared.

Harry and Ron looked at this scene in shock, and no matter how exquisite the language was, they could not fully describe this scene.

"Wait a little longer," said Hermione, staring at the memory plate intently, "the reliefs on the side walls of the altar are inlaid with some gems and small objects, which are all antiques from the current perspective...you see!"

Harry and Ron got closer. With Hermione's memory, they saw the altar rotating, showing the images of wizards with different shapes engraved on the side walls.

"Where? I only saw the gems!" Ron was about to put his nose on.

"Don't stare at the gems, these wizard reliefs are the key. The things in their hands are inlaid." Hermione stretched out her fingers and pointed one by one and said, "The gems are all on the edge, and from the perspective of their position they are pure decorations. Oh, of course, with Haierbo's cunning, it is not impossible to contain curses, but they must have disappeared now."

Harry observed carefully and found that these wizard reliefs were holding various small items, small bottles, feathers, small wooden sticks (maybe a magic wand?) and... a gray hourglass.

"There are really hourglasses, exactly the same!" Ron said in surprise. "You have such a good memory, Hermione."

Hermione hummed proudly: "At first I thought it was an hourglass on the time converter. You know I had held it for a year... But I quickly realized that they were different. Although they were about the same size, the time converter was a gold timer. The hourglass on both ends were round, while Harry's was a plane that could stand on the table."

"How could we know...we haven't seen each other again." Ron murmured in a low voice.

He picked up the hourglass with interest and stood it on the table and looked carefully. Through the gray, translucent container like glass, he could vaguely see some dark gold lumps inside, which piled up together and completely lost their fluidity.

"Are you really sure there is no magic residue on it?"

Hermione hesitated for a moment: "It is certain that at least it is not a Horcrux, or a curse. Professor Happ can see traces of magic from his magic perspective."

"It's really convenient." Ron said, but obviously he cared more about the conclusion given by an authoritative person. After achieving his goal, he was not interested in getting to know it in depth. He picked up the hourglass and shook it hard, and the dark golden substance inside seemed to stick to the inner container, motionless.

"Oh, it looks like no matter what it used to be, but now it's just a very ordinary thing. I know some stores in Diagon Alley will collect these kinds of items, you know, old antiques... are you going to sell it, Harry?"

Harry shook his head, "It looks quite commemorative, doesn't it? At least remind me that the Horcrux will decay," he said in a mocking tone. "If you have the chance to meet Voldemort, I will tell him that the immortality he wants is just a daydream."

...

The next day, November 25th, there was still a whole month before Christmas, but the little wizards found that the temperature dropped sharply, and a thick layer of light blue frost formed on the windows of the castle. The sky was gloomy and there seemed to be a storm brewing.

"It's really a pain to take the magical beast class at this time!"

On the way to the ancient magical classroom, Harry and the others heard a fifth-grade girl complaining to her companions. Ron laughed and said, "Hagin's fried tail snails will warm them up."

Harry couldn't help but grin.

In the ancient magical classroom, Professor Haypu was looking through a "Prophet Daily" with students coming to greet him, and he responded noddedly until the crowd came, and he stood up from the chair on the side of the podium, and the hem of the woolen coat rubbed over the armrest of the seat.

"It's great to see that there are not one or two people missing in our class, especially at the end of the first event of the Championship." Felix shuffled the newspaper on his hand. "This mentioned that Hogwarts occupied the first and second place at the same time. The Secretary of Magic praised the educational achievements Hogwarts achieved under the leadership of Principal Dumbledore in an interview. Of course... In my opinion, Professor Gerslda Machban of the Wizards Examination Bureau has a sharper view and more inspiring view. If you are interested, you can take a look."

"Okay, let's start today's course."

Felix asked in class: “Has anyone ever heard of the man ‘Invincible Andros’?”

Hermione was the first to raise her hand, which was not surprising. Surprisingly, Ron actually raised his hand. Harry widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. It seemed that Ron himself was a little lost. He shrank his neck and wanted to put his hand down.

"Mr. Weasley?" Felix asked.

"Uh, the invincible Andros..." Ron stood up and said with no confidence: "I saw from the introduction of the chocolate frog card. I collected them. Now I'm just two left to collect them. He is an ancient Greek wizard, famous for his powerful spells, and can release a patron saint who is as big as a giant... His duel ability is also very strong, and many people can't hold on to a spell..."

He saw the professor looking at him with a smile, so he couldn't help but scrape his stomach and said extravagantly: "Andros should be in the same era as the despicable Haierbo. Maybe they had met? Maybe they had a fight..."

Many students looked at Ron with admiration.
Chapter completed!