Time Flowing Backward

In the quiet study, Ryan suddenly stood up. "Alright, it's time."

The noodles will be here soon.

A clock-like object, outlined in black and green silk threads, appeared in his hand.

He pressed a switch, and a belt that appeared to be constructed of black iron and bronze appeared around his waist.

At the same time, a huge, illusory clock appeared behind him.

[GASHAT! Transform!]

[BUGGLE UP]

[The riders of the heavens, etched in history, this moment is the ultimate test!]

[Kamen Rider Cronus!]

From Ryan's perspective, the world appears to be distorted 360 degrees as if turned upside down.

The ticking of the clock in his ears abruptly stopped.

The illusory clock also quietly disappeared.

An armor made of an unknown metal resembling black iron and bronze enveloped Ryan's entire body.

With a thought from Ryan.

[Recall!]

A solemn voice echoed from the room.

The lost time has been recalled.

From Ryan's perspective, the study suddenly disappeared.

A sense of lightness enveloped him.

This made him feel like he was flying, flying very fast, and flying backwards.

Various blurry clouds and shapes flashed past his eyes.

It felt like something was banging in my ears.

It was as if a great being was issuing a warning against the forbidden behavior.

Then, all the sounds around him seemed to disappear, and even his superhuman senses could not perceive them.

It felt like an eternity, until he felt his hands on the solid yet soft floor of the study again, and everything came back to focus.

Ryan opened his eyes.

In the Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts, the will of Bleach was about to disappear from the Elder Wand.

[Pause!]

Time stood still.

[Removal!]

Everything around me began to fly by.

It's like watching the scenery disappear outside the train window.

Ryan extended his hand, and as he bent his fingers in a shaking gesture, the Headmaster's Office appeared before him, and a wand appeared in his hand.

It is the Deathstick, the Staff of Fate, an immortal artifact passed down through the history of slaughter.

At this moment, it was dodging the faint light that was invisible to non-gods.

It's truly astonishing; even the stopping of time couldn't stop its brilliance.

"Quiet.

Did you know?

To step over an ant without crushing it requires very little skill and precise control of the force applied.

The glimmer of light was plucked from the wand by Ryan as if it were a physical object.

"Harry, lend me your power." In the frozen world, a silver rune representing a link lit up between Harry's brows.

Under Ryan's control, the power of lies was like a precise and skillful scalpel, easily cutting into that seemingly eternal glimmer and modifying it.

The glimmer of light returned to the wand.

The wand disappeared back into Dumbledore's arms.

The Ancient Runes on Harry's forehead also disappeared.

At the same time, Ryan's armor also disappeared.

It was as if an invisible rope was tied around Ryan's body.

His body flew backward at lightning speed.

Everything around me seemed like an illusion.

He passed through thick walls, towering spires, and airplanes soaring through the dark sky.

Time began to flow again.

The two people in the Headmaster's Office resumed their conversation.

Bleach's will seemed oblivious as it returned to the realm where only the dead could dwell.

Ryan returned to his study, and time returned to the second after Ryan summoned his armor and uttered "removal!"

The echoes even lingered in the room.

It was as if he had never left.

At that moment, the House-elf Jack appeared.

He was holding a tray with a steaming bowl of authentic Chongqing- style fried noodles on it.

"The core of the Caradoc staff is also Phoenix Feather, which also comes from Fawkes."

Very similar, Harry, you and he are very similar.

Not in appearance, but in the heart.

The only difference is that he is Gryffindor.

They can never stay still.

If he were like you, spending all day in the lounge.

He'll go crazy.

His wand was made of sycamore wood.

The owners of such wands are often eager to explore and crave new experiences.

If you keep doing ordinary things, they will lose their luster.

This was perhaps the first time Dumbledore had been so open with Harry.

He began to talk about his deceased friends from the Order of the Phoenix.

Especially Caradoc.

This is a junior like his nephew or niece.

He is no longer the Greatest White Wizard.

He looks more like an ordinary old man.

I don't know how much time passed.

Dumbledore only snapped out of his reverie when the curfew bells rang from afar.

"Is it really that late?" Dumbledore stretched his neck.

He was very surprised by this.

Because actually, he was also planning to show Harry some memories today—related to Horcrux.

He had to let Harry know all this before the final battle.

If he dies.

Harry can use these to find Voldemort's remaining Horcrux.

At that point, Harry can destroy them or collect them for research, it doesn't matter.

If they do fail...

Harry can also defeat Voldemort by destroying the remaining Horcrux and by committing suicide.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.

He had considered the possibility of their failure many times.

But he didn't notice any of it.

This is why he wasn't too worried about the fact that his child's birth date almost overlapped with the time of Voldemort's resurrection.

You can even discuss tedious things with Harry, such as naming the child after birth and choosing a godfather.

His only fear now is sacrifice.

Victory was inevitable.

But what about the others?

The Death Eaters on the island were so desperate that they ate rats and used the bones of their dead companions as weapons.

There shouldn't be any wands left.

While Voldemort and the Death Eaters lacked wands, he possessed a more youthful version of Voldemort and Gellert. Furthermore, he held the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows.

Perhaps there won't even be any sacrifices.

This Triwizard Tournament is just a preview.

The three of them will then serve as Champion.

Voldemort and his Death Eaters are the obstacle.

The other students and professors only need to be blessed with War Magic.

Dumbledore shook his head and returned to the real world.

Headmaster's Office, Harry was staring at him, their eyes locked.

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "Then let's end today's lesson here."

Tomorrow is your first day at Hogsmeade.

These are precious memories.

Although—you should have already been to the Shrieking Shack with your friends.

"But it's only 10 o'clock now."

Even though it's curfew time.

But we usually don't go to sleep until close to midnight in the lounge.

Even later. "Harry was a little disappointed.

He stared at Dumbledore stunned.

I thought we were about to get into real teaching.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be an invitation to leave.

So, does that mean this lesson was just a heart-to-heart talk?

He had assumed that Dumbledore would teach him some more complex magic.

Ryan only taught him basic knowledge and opportunities to strengthen himself.

These are all closer to fundamental improvements.

In other aspects, Ryan has always let him develop on his own.

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