The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and time never stopped moving. It took a mighty leap at the end of January, and the calendar turned to February.
During this time, life at Hogwarts Castle was quite ordinary. Harry busily shuttled back and forth between the Quidditch Pitch and the Castle.
As always, Hermione spent all her free time in the Library, darting between the classrooms for her twelve subjects.
Several times, Hermione had clearly been flourishing her quill in the Library, yet Su Er had also run into her in the Second Floor corridor. She had all but pushed the Time-Turner's capabilities to their limit.
Moreover, on several occasions when Su Er ran into her, Hermione seemed to drift in and out of a daze.
But using the Time-Turner without regard for the cost could have unpredictable consequences. On Friday night, a week before the match between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, Su Er suddenly woke in the middle of the night.
He did not know why he suddenly felt as though some force had forcibly gouged something out of his heart.
In the darkness, Su Er stared wide-eyed at the bed curtains. The motionless little badgers on them suddenly seemed to twist and transform under magic, turning into a pair of hands that reached for him, as though about to drag him into the darkness.
In his daze, Su Er seemed to hear Hermione's voice.
Hmm? Why did I suddenly think of Hermione? No, wait, who was Hermione?
A trace of confusion flashed through Su Er's bright eyes, but recognition soon replaced it.
Hermione, Hermione Granger, was my neighbor, the girl I grew up with, and a Gryffindor student at Hogwarts Castle.
Su Er murmured this aloud once, as though emphasizing it. Immediately afterward, the scene