As we all know, Sniff is very fond of everything that shines, so it is especially suitable for finding treasures. This comes from their unusually sensitive sense of smell. At this moment, Felix looked at Valen and had a new idea in his mind.

"Crazy"

Felix raised his hand and pointed it at the open space in the office. The ring on his hand emitted a strong light. Then, all kinds of debris gushed out like a volcano eruption, parchment, note, scrolls, potions, letters, and Christmas gifts from recent years... all over the room.

Felix sat in a chair behind him, looking at the stunned Valen, explaining: "All the people I know have almost all their things here, and the smell on those letters or gifts is retained well... Thank you for your hard work, Valen, find this person."

Valen looked at the pile of debris higher than himself standing on the table, and his body shook. In Felix's expectant expression, he stood on tiptoe and flipped over a pair of blue wool socks. The socks were embroidered with rough-shaped black lightning and silver light balls. That was the gift Dobby gave to Felix. He liked it quite well, but the problem was that the size of the socks was two sizes smaller and could not be worn.

Valen bent down at the edge of the desk, pulling the drawer upside down for most of the time. From the direction of Felix, he could see a stack of parchment paper full of words. Valen looked back at Felix and pointed his little hand down with great force.

"Jiji! (That's it!)"

Felix was stunned. Is his hand too fast? He raised his arm unnaturally, and the stack of parchment flew into his hand. He had known what it was, but he still stared at the parchment carefully for a long time, raised his head to confirm, "Are you sure? Valen, this is not a joke..."

Valen raised his waist imposingly and focused his head.

Felix's eyes fell on the parchment again, a paper about the disassembly of the time converter he had seen it two days ago, from Hermione Granger.

Hermione...Granger, it's really her.

Felix breathed a lightly. Since he had determined his goal, he would not have to touch clues everywhere like a headless fly, but then he frowned. He had emphasized the dangers of long-distance time and space travel with Hermione more than once. She knew it clearly, but she still did...

Is it a last resort or a mistake?

What he thought of at this time was that the core part of the time converter in Hermione's hand came from an evil black wizard more than two thousand years ago. Although Felix had confirmed from a magical perspective in the underground space of the Egyptian pyramids that the Horcrux statue and altar carrying the "despicable Haierbo" had no trace of magic left, he knew nothing about "time".

So when Hermione told him that he was going to replace it with the hourglass on the altar, he was happy to see it. As long as he did it seriously, whether it was successful or failed, it would be a huge gain and many benefits.

He only added an insurance to warn Granger not to use it even if the replacement was successful. Felix thought that this would be enough, but it was obvious that emergencies beyond him and Hermione had unexpected emergencies in the future.

For example, he was "dead".

To put it more accurately, Granger thought he was dead, and the situation was urgent, she could not confirm the truth, and it was also possible that she was unwilling to confirm. In short, she hurriedly used the time converter, but an accident happened...

Felix thought silently and barely figured out a reasonable timeline.

But there are still many problems that are not explained.

Valen was used to the occasional situation where the Great Demon was still motionless. It sniffed the smell on the postcard. Yes, it was the witch who was messy and liked to hold it. Her smell was everywhere in the office, and she hadn't noticed it before.

Valen looked at the pile of debris on the ground with his eyes shining brightly. This was a treasure mountain! It glanced at Felix and understood that as long as he didn't disturb him, this situation would last for a while. Valen ran two steps, jumped high from the table, and fell onto a pile of colorful socks like diving. His two little hands quickly disappeared into the pile of debris.

The fun of picking up treasures!

Valen wandered happily among the dazzling array of items. The probability of meeting the treasure was astonishingly high. It quickly found a few gold gallons, smiling so hard that it couldn't close its mouth. It was so happy... It stuffed the coins into its pocket, looked at it, and found another constant temperature locket. Valen hesitated for a few seconds and "resolutely" decided to give up. Its pocket had three lockets in it.

It is not rare.

Valen gently kissed his nose and smelled the familiar smell again, which also came from a stack of rolled parchment paper. It saw the words "domestic elf" and "inspection" from a dispersed corner. After thinking about it, he came out of the pile of debris and placed the roll of parchment next to the postcard.

"Jiji! (and this one!)"

It reminded him loudly. Valen felt happy that he was helping the great devil work and using his labor for reasonable rewards.

Felix came to his senses and watched Valen flirting around, from time to time, he poked his head out and put the items on the table. He took a rough look and found that it was Hermione's things, papers, gifts, and magical objects made by himself... At the same time, he also keenly discovered that Valen's belly became round. If he read it correctly, half of the necklace was exposed in its pocket.

Felix wondered if he was looking for time to give Valen the relationship between work content and compensation. If the employees in the company knew about Valen's labor costs, they would definitely cry.

Once again, Valen crawled out of the debris. It shook the black fluff on its body, held the card in one hand and held the glass mirror like a glass ball in the other hand, and stuffed it hard into its pocket, but the pocket seemed to be full. It tried several times but failed.

Felix looked at the greedy little guy with annoyance, waved his hand, and Valen flew over uncontrollably. Facing the dissatisfied look of the Demon King, Valen realized that he was too excited. It shrank its body and handed him the spectator in his hand flatteringly.

Felix continued to stare at it.

Valen blinked, showed a sudden enlightenment expression, handed him the card in his other hand, and said with a credit:

"Jiji! (I finally found it)!"

Felix looked at Valen with a dark face. Do you think I don't know what you were thinking? I forgot about moral education class, right? He was about to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the birthday card in his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his heart was filled with storms.

The greeting card comes from "Ms. Jian". It was sent with a huge birthday cake more than two months ago.

Felix's hand shook uncontrollably. More than ten years ago, to be precise, it was at his fourth-grade school banquet that he received her for the first time. Among the hundreds of letters that insulted him, only this one was encouraged. After that, the lady sent several more letters one after another, and it did not stop until he graduated.

Felix recalled Nick Lemay's notes, and his heart became heavier and heavier. There was no example of surviving long-distance time travel... If Granger was brought back ten years ago by the time converter, how serious would the backlash of time in her body be?

He could not easily draw conclusions, he knew nothing about the realm of time. Nick had never experienced time travel, he just collected that information.

"What is the most important thing right now?" Felix asked himself softly, "Yes, that's it."

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the debris on the ground merged into his ring like a stream of water. Valen quickly climbed up on his shoulders and looked down at the spectacular scene. After two minutes, there were only three items left on the ground.

His homemade map of live spots, the semi-finished spectacle that Valen had held before, and a small glass bottle containing a pinch of gray hair.

Felix spread out the map, and the ink lines on it expanded outward from the center point, quickly showing the full picture of Hogwarts Castle. The ink footprints have not stopped and have extended to the Forbidden Forest, the Black Lake and the surrounding mountains, including the strongholds of four other schools, are clearly visible.

Hogwarts Castle only occupies one-tenth of the entire map. The dense dots and names on the dots are crowded together, like they are flattened, and the constantly wriggling balls of yarn make the scalp numb.

Felix took out his wand and pointed it on the map, whispering: "Hermione Granger."

The map suddenly changed, and the wriggling lines melted like spring snow and disappeared. There was only a golden name left on the entire map, Hermione Granger, who was taking the final exam in the Potion Class classroom.

"There is only one name." Felix was a little disappointed.

...

The door to the Potion Classroom opened and the students came out one after another.

While packing her schoolbag, Hermione said anxiously: "The question is not difficult, but I'm not sure if I have written the steps clearly. I should wave a wand before stirring the potion..." Harry and Ron's expressions were very helpless. When she turned the corridor, Hermione was still reviewing the test questions of the potion class. Harry couldn't help but say: "Hermione, you are the only one of the three of us who really took the exam. We don't even know which question you said."

"Yes," Ron was in a surprisingly good mood. He said with a smile: "I was reading comic books during the exam. You should really look at the expression on Snape's face, sorry, professor." He turned around and bumped into Felix.

"I'm blocking you," Felix said with a smile, "I guess it's almost time. I'm going to find Professor Snape... By the way, Miss Granger, I'm still a little worried after thinking about it. If you plan to repair that small timer, it's better to say to me in advance."

"We've fixed it," Harry said.

"Uh, what?"

"We've fixed it, just last night," Harry said.

"Wait," Felix stared at Harry and turned to Hermione again, "I remember you said that you would not try to fix it until the third project is over?"

"Oh, um..." Hermione stroked her hair in a panic, "Something happened...I was in good condition at that time, so...uh, I finished it in advance." She said hesitantly.

She really didn't want the professor to know that she was worried about meeting her parents, so she impulsively advanced the plan.

"Professor, do you need me to show you the time converter? I'm in the dormitory." Hermione changed the subject, and Harry and Ron raised their hearts. Although they had decided to let Professor Hepp check, they were still worried about hearing words such as "danger" and "confiscated" from the professor's mouth.

"No need for now. Please prepare for the third project with peace of mind. I still hope you can win the trophy." Felix calmly postponed her proposal.

Hermione stared at Felix's disappearing from the corner and asked in confusion: "Do you think the professor is a little weird?"

"Is there?" Ron asked, Harry staring at her in a daze.

"That's it" Hermione opened her mouth, and found that she couldn't describe how that sense of incongruity came about. "Hey, forget it. The magic history exam is left tomorrow. Are you still going to read idle books in class?" Her tone was obviously dissatisfied.

"I asked Professor McGonagall specifically, parents will come tomorrow morning, Hermione, you won't be planning to leave them out and take the exam alone, right?" Ron

"Isn't it possible?" Hermione raised her eyebrows: "Actually, I." She suddenly stopped and looked around.

"What's wrong? Is anyone there, Hermione?" Harry asked, feeling a slight abnormality, but he found nothing.

Hermione pulled out her wand and lit it around her a few times, not finding anything.

"Maybe I've read it wrong," she said hesitantly.

"It's not a ghost, right? Go quickly, Mrs. Loris finds you cast spells in the corridor. It's so strange. The cat's movements are getting more and more agile. Fred and George don't dare to travel at night. They are asking around for the reasons..."

Their voices disappeared in the distance, and Felix walked around the Potions Classroom, then returned to his office, with several long brown hair added to his hand. He took out a semi-finished spectacle and used Hermione's hair he had just obtained to make a search spectacle.

Felix stood in the fireplace and looked at Valen, "I'm going out and I won't be back tonight, don't worry."

"Jiji? (Can I go?)"

"Oh, no," Felix whispered, "I don't think so." The green flames rose and he disappeared into the office.

...

For the next few hours, Felix wandered around Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley and the British Wizards' Gathering Area, holding a lookout glass but finding nothing.

"So smart, Miss Granger, you hide well."

It was almost dusk, and Felix sat by the window of a cafe. In his sight was a huge clock tower, which was Big Ben, one of the iconic buildings in London. After drinking coffee, Felix asked the somewhat bald clerk at the checkout: "Is there a newsstand nearby?"

"Oh, of course, right on the corner..."

Two minutes later

Felix stood in front of a newsstand and handed the postcard with the proverbs written on it to the young lady Neville, and he asked politely: "Hello, do you have a similar postcard here?"

The young lady took the card and looked carefully for a while, "I had some impression that a salesman recommended a complete set of famous quotes series postcards a few months ago, but I had already purchased two hundred London attractions commemorative cards at that time, so I didn't buy them... Do you want to get one?"

The lady pointed to the attraction memorial card on the stall and asked.

"Get me a set." Felix smiled, and the lady's words verified his final guess.

Felix handed her a bill, turned into an alley with a whole set of London scenic spots memorial cards, and the next second, his figure appeared two streets away. When he came out of an alley again, he was empty-handed. He raised his head and there was a dentist's clinic across the alley.

Almost three years ago, he bought a wisdom tooth here, and Felix smiled. Mr. Granger must be impressed by him, and guests like him would probably be rare.

Felix tapped his forehead with the second joint of his index finger. There was no magic glow in the clinic. He was not surprised. He just looked around and looked into the distance. The black and white perspective immediately became beautiful.

He had met Granger before he was on board, and he remembered that she was walking over at the time, which seemed to indicate that her home was not far from the clinic...
To be continued...