The people in the bar saw Dumbledore hesitate for a few seconds. Then he bent down and whispered to the three young wizards gathered around him.
Visibly, Harry, Ron, and Hermione wore expressions of utter shock.
"Th-this is real?"
Harry stared at Dumbledore, feeling as though he had used up all the shock he had left in his life on this single matter.
"So you understand the gravity of this. It must be kept strictly confidential!"
Dumbledore said solemnly.
"If—"
Before Hermione could finish her question, Dumbledore had already guessed what she wanted to ask.
"I think you can tell Amosta. Based on what we currently know, Amosta should have known about this long ago. Besides, he was the one who made it happen—"
Dumbledore said.
"But Amosta must also extract his memories of this matter. They cannot interfere with his normal actions in that time."
Hermione's eyes were filled with alarm, but she nodded nonetheless.
"You understand what you need to do, don't you?"
Dumbledore asked sternly again.
"Return to December 1986. Find Breen Amosta from that time and reveal our identities to him. Gain his trust, obtain a blood sample from him, and have him extract his memories of meeting us."
Hermione spoke as though she could barely breathe.
Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction.
"This concerns whether our world will be destroyed. I believe you can do it, so—"
He handed the book back to Hermione.
Harry held the Time-Turner in his palm, Ron dazedly clutched his commemorative coin, and Hermione hugged the book.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on them.
Go back ten years. Find Amosta as he had been then.
The whole thing was simply too bizarre. It was impossible to know how to judge it.
"Be careful—"
Someone Harry had not expected stepped forward.
Severus looked at