In the Room of Requirement, Will set down his suitcase, sank into a wide sofa, and took a sip of the chilled grape juice Anco had brought him. Then he took out the Time-Turner and one other thing.
It was a small silver-gray sphere. Through Wizard Sight, Will could see the dense, intricate structures of magic covering it—the Wizard's Eye Roy had given him.
Roy was Sylvia's grandfather, and the Lestrange family had some unusual ties to him. Will had carried the Wizard's Eye with him ever since he got it.
But since he had acquired the Time-Turner that evening, the Wizard's Eye had begun to heat up. It was almost hot to the touch. Apart from changing color, this was the first reaction it had ever shown.
Will placed them both on the table. The instant they touched, a crack opened in the Wizard's Eye.
The crack rapidly widened into an opening that looked just large enough to hold the Time-Turner. The fit appeared so exact that it might have been made for it.
Through Wizard Sight, Will watched the Wizard's Eye's magical structure shift in a strange way, forming a few brief instructions. Using a method practically only I can read. That's future me, all right.
The instructions said that placing the Time-Turner inside would make it easier to use.
Will pushed the Time-Turner into the opening. As though it were conscious, the Wizard's Eye closed over it and began to twist and change.
Click, click, click—
The Wizard's Eye clicked and shifted like an intricate mechanism. Within a few breaths, it had become an elegant mechanical device, predominantly silver-gray and traced with gold lines.
Overall, it looked like a slightly odd wristwatch, complete with a face and strap. The Time-Turner's gold chain had become decoration, while a