As the applause in the Great Hall gradually subsided, several professors cast approving glances at Vincent.
Especially Lupin.
His grateful gaze was like a venomous dagger, stabbing Snape's large face and causing it to twitch even more violently.
"As for our second new professor—" Dumbledore met those long, narrow black eyes.
"I regret that our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn, retired at the end of last semester so that he could have more time to enjoy his old age."
Dumbledore hung his head sadly.
Not long after, he looked at the students again, "Parting is always filled with sadness..."
However, I hereby announce that the person who will be filling the vacancy is none other than Rubeus Hagrid!
In addition to his role as professor of Care of Magical Creatures, he will continue to serve as the school's game keeper.
Hagrid, standing next to Snape, had some tears in his eyes.
He was wrongly accused for 50 years, a full half-century.
Now he has not only been exonerated, but has also become a full professor at Hogwarts.
The students applauded enthusiastically.
If textbooks weren't books that bite, I believe the enthusiasm would be even greater.
Hagrid wiped his eyes with the tablecloth.
In this situation, Dumbledore couldn't help but secretly wipe his eyes.
He paused for a moment, then said, "That's all the important stuff. Let's begin the feast!"
The plates and wine glasses on the five long tables were suddenly filled with food and drinks.
Compared to a regular dinner, the banquet will definitely be much more lavish.
Traditional Britain dishes are indispensable, but new additions include French pan-fried foie gras, Germany Reisgenburg sausage, Spain paella, and Turkish kebab, among other international delicacies.
The hungry students picked up their knives and forks and ate heartily.
After the clinking of cutlery, the Great Hall was filled with laughter and cheerful chatter.
There were compliments about the food, arrangements for the new semester, and evening tours.
"We can work together from the inside and outside to give them a wonderful surprise!"
"It's only the first day of school, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
That's why it's called a surprise!
Vincent watched the twins pick up their plates and walk back, and quickened his pace of eating.
If you use Time-Turner correctly, it's not impossible to turn one day into two.
If you're bold enough, you can even live for as many days as you want.
"I'm stuffed!"
Neville stared blankly at the empty plate beside him.
The dining speed has been broken again.
Vincent returned to his dorm room, put down his luggage, and then picked up the Time-Turner to examine it closely.
The necklace is exquisitely crafted, with a texture resembling Adamantium forged by Goblin.
The pendant feels the same to the touch, and its faint silver luster seems to be mixed with a small amount of Mithril.
The sand in the hourglass remains stationary, and a long string of small characters is engraved inside the outermost ring:
The present is the past, the past is the future, and the future is the present.
Don't try to change what has already happened; time is merciless and cruel, please remember that.
The wizard who created or used it must have attempted to change the past, which is why they left behind this warning statement.
Novikov's principle of self-consistency is correct; there is only one timeline in the world.
In other words, Time-Turner can only solve trivial time management problems; they cannot be used to solve larger or more important issues.
By Cent, a time management newbie, as he puts on the necklace and turns the outermost gold ring of the pendant.
"Five hours ago, around the time the Dementors first arrived on the train..."
One lap, two laps.
After spinning it five times and releasing it, the pendant floated in mid-air as if frozen in time.
The sand in the middle hourglass and the outermost ring begin to slowly recede.
Very suddenly, Vincent felt something pulling him backward.
It felt like something was banging in my ears, and I couldn't even hear my own screams.
The scene flashed by, from the stairwell to the school Great Hall and then to the carriage. There were only scenes, no living beings.
He raised his head with a pained expression, looking up at the dark, heavy clouds.
Raindrops passed through his body and fell onto the soil of the Scottish Highlands.
Looking down, the red Hogwarts Express was coming straight at me.
A tremendous force pulled him up and sent him flying over the tops of the train carriages.
The Department of Mysteries' conclusion was also correct; a rewind time exceeding 5 hours would definitely be more uncomfortable.
Vincent finally landed on the roof of the fourth-to-last carriage, and everything around him began to slow down.
When the pendant, which had been suspended in mid-air, saw several dark figures in the distance, it fell as if it had lost its support.
"No wonder it was made into a necklace..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the raindrops stopped passing through his body.
Standing under the torrential rain felt amazing.
Vincent inexplicably recalled the rain that led him to this world.
If you have an umbrella and it's thundering, the visual effect will be even stronger.
Looking down at the roof of the car, I saw Compartment W.
The rain was so heavy, it felt like we were soaking in water.
"Impervius"—the transparent film covering the body blocks rainwater.
Vincent sat down and tossed his wet hair back.
The situation isn't too bad yet; just wait patiently for an hour or two.
He took another careful look at the Time-Turner hanging on his chest.
Only Adamantium and Mithril are likely suitable for carrying such extremely unstable magic.
These two are the most stable metals known, but the pseudo -Uru Metal that Nicolas Flamel reconstructed might be a better choice.
"It must be in one of the major Asia countries..."
With the Time-Turner, Alchemy Factory and academic problems can be perfectly solved.
Vincent, who was planning his new semester, didn't notice the dark figure drifting over in the downpour.
He was already surrounded by Dementors when he saw a large, rotting face without features.
The fist pierced through the big face in an instant.
I don't feel cold at all; it's like breathing in air.
"You're not here to see me, are you?"
The Dementors did not answer, but instead opened the dark hole in its face.
Nothing happened.
Vincent withdrew his fist, quite bored.
You can't scare them, and you can't hold them in.
The dark opening grew larger and larger, almost taking up the entire face.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
Thirteen Dementors in total, what a grand spectacle!
After a brief sigh, he continued planning for the new semester.
A minute passed,
Five minutes passed...
Perhaps realizing it wouldn't work, the Dementors closed the holes in their faces and began to circle around his head.
An atmosphere of despair seeped into the rain, freezing it into tiny ice pellets that fell onto the roof of the next train carriage.
If you're going fast enough, you could actually get hit.
"Shield Charm— "
The tip of the Alder Wand forms a light blue barrier.
Vincent, holding up his "umbrella," rolled his eyes at the Dementors that had spun into a circle of afterimages.
"Stop messing around, you'll regret it later."
Is this the most terrifying creature of darkness?
It doesn't exist as a physical entity, so there's nothing you can do about it.