The first day of school consisted of six classes, which was quite rigid.
Starting tomorrow, there will be at least nine classes per day on average.
Even Vincent was already a bit tired.
Hermione was fine, only yawning a few times on the way back to the castle.
After dinner, I go back to my dorm for a nap, and then I'm full of energy again when it's time for my night stroll.
Instead of going to the kitchen to assemble, Vincent used the Time-Turner to go back 5 hours.
There was no one in the dormitory except him lying on the bed.
"7:16:41..." Remember the time, and grab the briefcase from the bedside table. (Stiff)
You can't change the past, you can only add more hours to the day.
Research and development really takes a lot of time.
Bugatti Factory has been working with Volkswagen's professional team for more than two months, and they have only just completed the design of the most important part: the chassis.
The development of the new engine is still a concept, and the computer-controlled tail fin is just a newly created folder.
The robotic arms in the Alchemy Factory need to work continuously without interruption, and defects also need to be optimized during extensive testing.
I thought 5 hours wouldn't be enough, but physical wear and tear appeared after just over an hour of actual operation.
The new motion trajectory was optimized, but the same situation quickly reappeared. (Stiff)
According to the idea provided by Babbling, the problem could actually be solved with just one Magical Runes.
Wear and tear caused by prolonged operation can be restored through a timed Repairing Charm, thus achieving true unmanned automation.
Testing takes time to find design flaws, and even permutation and combination Magical Runes takes time.
Vincent was staying at the Astronomy Tower, saw that it was almost time, stuffed the two-meter-tall, working robotic arm back into his suitcase, cast the Disillusionment Charm, and returned to his dormitory.
I deliberately arrived a minute later than I had arrived; I should have just left a short while ago, five hours ago.
The Time-Turner was activated again, this time the location selected was the sixth-floor Prefects' Bathroom.
Merlin, please protect me, Moaning Myrtle isn't here. (Strange)
He opened the suitcase, took out the still-moving robotic arm, and wrote down Magical Runes into his notebook while observing it.
"Crack—" The robotic arm quickly stopped again.
Optimizing the activity trajectory was useful after persisting for more than 4 hours.
As for the progress of Magical Runes, it was very slow.
Not to mention strokes, I couldn't even find two combinations that could be arranged together.
Five hours passed quickly.
Activate the Time-Turner, go back to the past, choose a new place, drink a bottle of Brain-Boosting Potion, and eat some snacks when Gu Gu. (Zombie)
Occasionally, I'll go back to the dorm to use the restroom, and if I really can't stay awake any longer, I'll set an alarm and take a nap.
One time loop after another was created, and while there were no groundbreaking advancements, many discoveries were made.
First, there's the physical wear and tear on the robotic arm. In fact, the fewer moving joints there are, the lower the chance of wear and tear.
Next came the arrangement of Magical Runes, and finally a pair that could be arranged together was found.
Improving the design is a given, as is continuing to search for new combinations of characters.
If the Marauder's Map could mark every Vincent in the backtracking process, then his name would appear in any abandoned room, secret passage, classroom, or even on the top of a tower.
Without being noticed, the watch's calendar had already reached September 4th.
Despite wanting to solve these two problems, there aren't many snacks left for Gu Gu to eat, and there's no longer a safe place in the castle.
I activated the Time-Turner and returned to my dorm room where I was all alone.
"Aha—" Vincent yawned, placed the Mithril Briefcase under the bed, and disappeared with a light tap of his cane on his chest.
Hogwarts has one safest place left, a place that won't change its past even if it's discovered.
In front of the stone beast with dripping spout on the Seventh Floor.
"Fizzing Whizbees, chilled lemon juice, Toffee Fingers, Ice Mice..."
After a dozen or so commands, the wall finally split open with a "click."
Climb the spiral staircase, and you'll see Dumbledore with a beaming smile even before you reach the top.
"Vincent, the way you use the Time-Turner is truly eye-opening."
"I strictly followed the time limit," Vincent, his big, innocent eyes wide.
He reached into his shirt for the Time-Turner. "Professor Dumbledore, didn't you already know how I would use it?"
"Yes," Dumbledore, dramatically resting his chin on his hand, his tone feigning genuine surprise.
"But to be honest, I didn't expect you to be so proficient on the first day."
"Thank you for the compliment, Professor."
Dumbledore's lips twitched suddenly.
The simultaneous existence of dozens of independent time loops is something that cannot be accomplished with mere courage.
"Vincent, I think you've probably noticed, haven't you?"
Dumbledore his eyes, his expression turning serious.
"Your time flows at a different rate than others, so it's best to exercise some restraint."
Vincent glanced at his watch.
A five-hour session had passed, and almost four days had gone by. (Stiff)
He pouted, "Professor, you know my personality."
The more you discourage me from doing something, the more curious I tend to be about it.
Dumbledore chuckled. "I didn't mean to upset you; I was just worried about your mental health."
Everyone has a dark side; no one is an exception.
In essence, Time-Turner is a tool that can accelerate the user's own time flow.
Some people use it to change the past, some use it to learn, and some use it to commit crimes.
Fail, try again; fail again, try again. (Stuck)
Vincent rolled his eyes. "Professor, the thing is already in my hands. You can't back out now."
Dumbledore into his eyes.
There haven't been many changes, except that my original firmness has become a little more complicated.
Is something bothering you?
Vincent's smile vanished, and he shook his head, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.
The combination of magic and technology may not necessarily be a bad thing in war, but it will definitely be a good thing in medicine.
Magic cannot cure genetic diseases like baldness and nearsightedness, and technology cannot cure terminal illnesses like cancer.
The British Royal Academy of Psychiatry in London has 17 innocent victims who have suffered severe trauma, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries has the Longbottoms were tortured into unconsciousness by the Cruciatus Curse.
"Professor, I've made up my mind."
Dumbledore saw a familiar yet different light in his equally blue eyes.
With unwavering willpower, high spirits, and an eagerness to accomplish something great.
It has a strong sense of déjà vu, as if it has taken me back more than a hundred years.
"Get some rest."
Vincent paused, stunned.
The sadness on Dumbledore's face could only be because of Grindelwald.
Using Dark Magic has almost no side effects, and it makes it impossible to peek into one's true inner world.
There's no way I can't worry, there's no reason not to worry.