In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 483

  Chapter 483 481. A Proof

  Under Slughorn's spell, the mirror was completely transformed.

It is as high as the ceiling, with a golden frame, two claw-shaped feet underneath, and the inscription "Eris Stella Ohru Ait Ubi Kafru Ait On Wo" on the top. Hess".

  Jon looked at the mirror in shock, and at the same time his face was reflected on the mirror.

  That's not the Speke he's disguised as now, but the original Jon.

The background he was in in the mirror was not such an empty secret room, it was a large auditorium, and the four neatly arranged long tables were full of students wearing Hogwarts school robes, reflecting the On the ceiling of the starry sky, the ghosts belonging to various academies gathered happily with the students on the four long tables, and on the last high platform sat a row of elderly wizards, and beside them was a dilapidated hat, and there was a long line of young freshmen in front of the hat.

  Jon looked at the scene in the mirror in a daze, but Slughorn beside him had a knowing smile on his face.

   "Do you see what you desire?"

  Jon blinked, he touched his face, and the other self in the mirror also touched his face.

   "Is this mirror the Mirror of Erised?"

   "That's right, you may have seen it in some ancient book. This mirror can make people see what he desires most in his heart, and now the picture in the mirror is what you desire most."

   Of course, Jon was also very clear about the function of this mirror. He tried to touch his pocket, but there was still nothing in it, and nothing suddenly appeared.

   "So why did Voldemort hide this mirror and put it here?"

  Jon turned his head to look at Slughorn and asked. Slughorn pondered for a moment, and then he took the empty wooden box from the desk beside him.

"This mirror has always been stored in Hogwarts before. I saw him at Dumbledore's when I was the head of Slytherin. So Voldemort should have taken it after he occupied Hogwarts Castle. It moved here, and the Erised mirror not only allows people to see what he desires, but most importantly, it can communicate the world and reality in the mirror."

  As he spoke, he handed the empty wooden box to Jon.

  Facing the mirror, after Jon received the box, the image of the box naturally appeared in the Mirror of Erised. At this moment, Jon suddenly felt that the wooden box had added some weight!

   This kind of perception is not obvious, but it can still be felt very clearly!

  Jon turned his head and looked at Slughorn, both of them held their breath involuntarily.

  The box was opened again, this time it was no longer empty, but filled with golden gravel!

   These gravels were obviously exactly the same as the ones Snape took, but they were clearly piled up in the entire wooden box, but they didn't feel much weight.

  Jon obviously felt that the extra things in the box were not just as simple as these gravels. He reached in and pushed away the gravel, and easily took out something from it.

   That's a time-turner!

From the outside, this converter is no different from the broken ones in the time hall, but when Jon pulled him out of the gravel, it was still falling down with those small golden particles, but It itself has no trace of loss or wear, but the pointer on the dial is constantly rotating.

   "Is this what we're looking for?"

  Slughorn also looked at the Time-Turner, doubts and puzzlement evident in his voice.

Jon obviously doesn't understand the difference between this time-turner, but what he knows is that they don't have much time to be here in a daze. After getting the things, they have to leave as soon as possible. It won't be long before Dandy and his patrol will come come here.

  Closed the box decisively, Jon and Slughorn put on the invisibility cloak together and left the Hall of Time with the wooden box full of gold sand.

  They returned to Slughorn's office, and after locking the door, Jon put the wooden box on the table.

   "We have to contact the professor. Tomorrow is Christmas. We got the things according to the time. Then, what's the use of this time converter?"

After Jon took the Time Converter out of the box, it stopped the process of disintegrating and falling gold dust. If it wasn't for the hands on the dial still rotating differently, then it would be different from the others. The time converter of the time converter is not the slightest difference.

Slughorn was ready before Jon spoke. He took out a box of Floo powder from the drawer, and brought Jon to the bedroom in the office. Fireplace to the French Floo Network.

   There was no need to ignite the flame, he just squeezed some Floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace.

   "Albus Dumbledore's office."

  After his words fell, the green flames in the fireplace began to rise, and soon Dumbledore's old face was revealed by the flames.

   "We found the thing you said produced the gold dust, Albus, it's a time-turner whose hands keep spinning."

   Slughorn didn't waste any extra nonsense, and just got straight to the point.

  After hearing his words, Dumbledore became obviously silent. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he didn't speak out until a long time later.

   "You have done a good job, Jon, Horace. But even if you get this item, don't leave the Department of Mysteries easily for the time being, and don't expose your identities. Now is not the time to startle the snake."

  Hearing what Dumbledore said, Jon couldn't help but interjected.

   "So professor, don't you need me and the teacher to fight tomorrow?"

   Dumbledore shook his head decisively.

"You have more important things, remember what I said, from tomorrow at 12:00 noon, you must find an absolutely quiet place where no one will be disturbed, and keep staring at this time converter, if it is 8 o'clock in the evening , it hasn't changed in any way, so it's the same as today, and then use the Floo network of this fireplace to get in touch with my office.”

  Listening to what Dumbledore said, Jon didn't know why a strange premonition rose in his heart.

   "What the **** do you want us to do, Professor?"

   "You need to observe one thing, the most important thing, Jon, maybe the source of everything is here, and I'm going to create such an opportunity for you, and this is also an attempt."

   Dumbledore's voice was calm.

   "I don't know if this attempt will be successful, but the answer will definitely be revealed tomorrow. Until now, I don't know whether I want my guess to come true."

  He didn't give Jon another chance to speak, but just emphasized at the end.

   "Remember what I said, be sure to keep an eye on this time-turner, no matter what happens outside!"

  The green flame went out immediately, and the bedroom became quiet again, only Slughorn and Jon were left looking at each other.

"Don't blame Albus." Slughorn said broadly, "Actually, I can understand him sometimes, not because he doesn't want to talk about things, but sometimes, other people know something, and it will affect the future." The trajectory will have a different deflection, so in order to be fully prepared, he only needs to tell us what to do, and that's enough."

  Jon shook his head, indicating that he didn't mean to blame Dumbledore. He actually felt a little weird, not only the time converter was a little weird, but Dumbledore's reaction was also weird.

   But just like what Slughorn said, out of absolute trust in Dumbledore, it is enough for them to do what he said.

  So, the night before Christmas passed by seemingly peacefully.

   But in fact, the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort in Carlo Manor has already spread all over Europe.

  Every wizard knows that perhaps this war between Dumbledore and Voldemort that has lasted for nearly twenty years is about to usher in the final battle!

Even though they knew the danger, there were still many good people who came to England. They didn't want to miss such a showdown of the century. Even more people didn't join the Wuping Line, but they respected Dumbledore and wanted to see it for themselves. Come and pay your respects to this battle that is destined to leave a mark in his life.

  On Christmas Day, when the children of the British Muggle society opened their eyes and opened their Christmas presents excitedly, this was also a special day in the entire history of magic, and it just came quietly.

   On this day, the entire Ministry of Magic was silent.

   Except for a small number of confidential departments, all other employees did not come to work, and the main hall became quieter than ever, as if this was not Christmas.

This kind of silence lasted for a long time, until three or four o'clock in the afternoon that day, the elevator that only visitors could take slowly started, carrying an old man who was really only a guest to this place. In the main hall.

  Dumbledore stepped out of the elevator, and he narrowed his eyes looking at the magic-is-might statue, as if he was nostalgic for the Magic Brothers fountain there.

   Unknown when, beside the statue, a handsome young wizard with a pale face also appeared.

  Voldemort's eyes became like the vertical eyes of a poisonous snake. He stared at Dumbledore with no sadness or joy on his face.

   "Albus Dumbledore, I really want to know, have you ever regretted burning me to death in Wu's Orphanage instead of taking me to Hogwarts?"

  (end of this chapter)

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