Leaving the Headmaster's Office, Vincent activated the Time-Turner, returning to five hours earlier.
It's worth the effort to annoy Dumbledore.
"What a dilemma..."
He stopped walking on the Seventh Floor corridor of the castle, leaning against a large tapestry on the wall.
The Forbidden Forest, a supposedly safe place, already has countless Vincent; looks like I'll have to stay up all night.
"No!" Vincent suddenly straightened up and strode quickly toward the stairwell.
He gained the friendship of the Centaur in his first year of school, so staying at their tribe shouldn't be a problem.
"That's not right either!"
Even in the dead of night, the hospitable Centaur would certainly treat him well.
Forget about sleeping, he'll probably play until almost time for class.
Vincent turned around and walked back, but after a few steps he turned around again.
You can't sleep in the Black Lake, but sleeping by the lake is the same.
But there is Kraken in the lake, and it is just as enthusiastic as the Centaur.
Go back to the tapestry and squat down.
"Hogsmeade!" Vincent exclaimed, jumping to his feet.
Aberforth and Nagini would be happy to take him in.
Unfortunately, it's nighttime now, and it would disturb their rest.
He returned with a troubled expression.
As soon as I squatted down, I heard a "click" sound.
Vincent looked up, staring blankly at the door that had appeared out of nowhere on the wall in front of him.
Hogwarts has existed for nearly a thousand years, and of course, the Chamber of Secrets is not the only legend associated with it.
Legend has it that in a certain corner of the castle, there lies a door that can solve all problems.
Instead of Blue Fatty's magic pocket, it can be decorated into rooms that can solve different problems.
If the legend is true, then there is a bedroom behind this door.
Vincent took a deep breath, stood up, and slowly walked forward.
He reached out and gently turned the doorknob.
A dim, orange light peeked through the crack in the door, along with a wonderfully pleasant fruity scent.
A large bed, a nightlight, and aromatherapy – standard bedroom amenities.
An indescribable joy welled up in Vincent's heart.
Finally, I can finally get a good night's sleep.
He closed the door and pounced on the soft, comfortable bed.
"Wait a minute..." His happiness didn't last long before he became troubled again.
What's the way in?
With so many students passing by every day, there must be countless times when they are troubled.
"Let's talk about it after I wake up."
At worst, we can just repeat the process we just went through; if we can get in once, we can get in a second time.
After dawn,
Gryffindor's dormitory.
Today is September 19th, Hermione's birthday.
Although she didn't have a party like last year, she was in just as good a mood.
I was just about to get out of bed to wash up when a swarm of owls flew over.
"Meow—" Crookshanks jumped onto the windowsill and tried to pry open the window with its claws.
Hermione picked up a bag of cookies from the bedside table, went over, opened the window, and put her index finger to her lips to signal them to be quiet.
The owls were very cooperative; they left the gift, picked up the biscuits, and flew away.
It looks like there are a lot of them, but there are actually only about twenty.
Hermione didn't open the gift immediately, but went to the bathroom first.
When I got back, my roommates were all awake.
Lavender opened the drawer and, together with Parvati, presented the gift.
Happy birthday, Hermione.
"Thank you." Hermione placed their gifts on the bed.
There's still plenty of time since the Herbology starts at 9 o'clock.
When her roommates came back after washing up, she had already opened several gifts.
The prank kit was undoubtedly a gift from Fred and George, and the thick notebook of class notes must have been Percy's.
Ron also prepared a gift for her, although it was just a birthday card.
Harry's gift was a hardcover edition of The Complete Book of Practical Spells, containing 10 more spells than the regular edition.
Cedric's biggest gift was a half-meter-tall cat tree.
Crookshanks liked it very much, and it immediately climbed to the top and squatted there.
Lavender crept up behind her, "Looks like you're quite popular~"
I was so startled that I almost dropped a small, half-black, half-white gift box.
Hermione hugged it defensively, saying, "No, they're all my friends."
"Oh," Parvati said, sitting down beside her. "We didn't disturb you, did we?"
"Of course not." Hermione readily opened the gift box.
Inside is a necklace with a cute Little Lions pendant.
"Wow!" Lavender exclaimed. "This is so beautiful!"
The lion is the symbol of Gryffindor, and jewelry is a top choice for gifts to girls.
Parvati peeked at the note inside, his expression showing considerable surprise.
"A gift from Vincent? I didn't expect him to be so knowledgeable."
Hermione quickly put the note away. "He's planning to open an Alchemy Shop, so of course he's researched the preferences of different age groups."
"Alright." Lavender stopped teasing her.
"But since it was a gift from Vincent, it must be more than just an ordinary necklace."
An apprentice of a legendary Alchemists, perhaps crafted from precious Mithril.
Hermione was speechless. "This is a shape Memory Alloy, which has a high degree of malleability."
"And this one?" Parvati pointed to the cute Little Lions pendant.
Its luster is much brighter than that of the necklace, and it looks to be of much better quality.
"This..." Hermione held the pendant up to her eyes and examined it closely.
It is lighter than ordinary metal, and it is not inscribed with any Magical Runes.
Ordinary decorative items?
Not only do they not believe it, but she herself doesn't believe it either.
"Quickly take out the note; it should be written on it."
Lavender's intuition was right; Vincent did indeed give a brief introduction.
The main body of the necklace is made of Memory Alloy, but the Little Lions pendant has a touch of Mithril mixed in.
With this metal, which has extremely high affinity for magic, the entire necklace can be more easily molded into other things.
As for how to fix the form, that would require Hermione to do it herself.
Lavender and Parvati looked on with envy.
It has a perfect appearance and can be molded into other shapes at will.
Hermione is very handy; there's no better gift than this.
"Vincent is so good to you."
"That's right, even Mithril was mixed in."
Hermione put on the necklace, ignoring her two sour-tongued roommates.
The length is also just right, fitting perfectly on the hourglass pendant of the Time-Turner.
"Hmm?" Lavender reached out suspiciously and picked up the Time-Turner she had just tucked back into her collar.
"I feel like I've seen this style of pendant somewhere before."
Hermione nervously stuffed it back in.
Parvati's expression also turned strange. "Now that you mention it, it seems familiar to me too."
"Really?" Hermione tried her best to keep a smile on her face.
"This kind of pendant is very common in Muggle stores, so it's normal that you think it looks familiar."
Lavender squinted. "Then why are you wearing two necklaces?"
"Is that strange?" Hermione suddenly became assertive.
"Professor Trelawney wears more than a dozen of them. Do you want to know why?"
"Uh..." Lavender was speechless.
After all, it's someone else's hobby; you may not like it, but you must respect it.
"I'm sorry," she said, shifting her gaze from Hermione's neckline, "Maybe I've mistaken her for someone else."
Parvati nodded gently. "Don't be angry. We were just curious where we had seen it before."
"It's nothing." Hermione secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly finding an excuse for herself:
"I bought it on Oxford Street. It was a bit pricey, which is why I was so nervous just now."
"So that's how it is." Lavender and Parvati had no doubts.
At least superficially.