This Hogwarts is not normal

A time-turner is a device used for time travel, where the number of turns of the hourglass represents the number of hours traveled back in time.

Used incorrectly, it may kill the past or future self, and it may completely change the trajectory of a person's life, causing people who should have existed to never be born.

As a result, the Ministry of Magic undergoes a rigorous vouching review when approving the use of Time-Turners.

The Ministry of Magic has enacted hundreds of laws around Time-Turner holders, and imposes the harshest penalties on abusers.

McGonagall frightened a little, Hermione has already made a promise with trembling lips.

Vincent also cooperatively ensured that the method of use would be strictly followed.

One, the process of going back in time must not be discovered.

Two, nothing that has happened in the past can be changed.

Three, the maximum duration of time travel is 5 hours.

After swearing not to tell anyone about the existence of the Time Turner, Mag's face softened.

She didn't know if Vincent would strictly abide by it, but Hermione, who seemed to be breaking out in a cold sweat, would definitely.

"It's almost time, it's time for us to attend the school opening banquet."

Vincent stood up and opened the office door, meeting Harry's eyes with ecstasy.

Hermione, who followed behind, was not as good as him, but she was also beaming.

Mag, who came out last, pursed his lips, but he could vaguely see that he was in a good mood.

When she came to the corner of the foyer on the first floor, she walked to the freshman waiting room on the left.

Not long after sitting down at the Gryffindor table, McGonagall led a group of freshmen into the auditorium.

Astoria's big eyes sparkled.

Countless floating candles illuminate the grand auditorium, and the high ceiling reflects the night sky, which is still raining outside.

The Sorting Hat, which was full of patches, sang the hat song in a more rocky tone, and McGonagall returned to the queue of freshmen.

"Whoever's name I call now, put on a hat and sit down to wait for the sorting."

"Jeff Anthony!"

"Slytherin!"

Fred and George booed as usual.

"Amy Bellas!"

"Gryffindor!"

The counterattack led by the Black Swan Club came.

But to talk about booing, you have to be twins.

Dumbledore at the staff table smiled and stuffed a small candy into his mouth.

The students are very energetic, the influence of the dementors should have almost dissipated.

He pointed meaningfully at Vincent, who was a little absent-minded, as if he was expecting something.

"Astoria Greengrass!"

Fred and George paused.

If you dare to kick Draco's knee, you should be assigned to Gryffindor.

Astoria walked towards the Sorting Hat quickly, picked it up and greeted politely: "Hello, Mr. Hat."

The Sorting Hat grinned, as if recalling the scene two years ago.

She put on her hat gracefully, sat in a chair and waited quietly.

"Wow, so you have such an ambition—" the voice of the Sorting Hat sounded in his mind.

Astoria froze for a moment, then nodded her head a little shyly.

"Come on, kid—"

The Sorting Hat grinned: "Slytherin!"

"No!" Fred and George wailed suddenly.

Draco at the Slytherin table picked his ears.

Hermione at the Gryffindor table was also full of disbelief.

Seeing that Vincent and Daphne didn't react much, she suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sorting by personality traits doesn't tell much.

Although the environment will have an impact, the most important thing is the essence.

Astoria smiled and walked towards the Slytherin table, probably very satisfied with the result of the sorting.After embracing her older sister Daphne, she sat in the seat of a freshman and greeted her classmates politely.

The Greengrass family has been very high-profile recently, and many students are fawning on them.

Good tutoring did not make her feel flattered, and the attitude of treating everyone equally was more flattering.

Daphne was completely relieved.

Regardless of what the Black Swan Club is holding up, Astoria isn't who she used to be.

Pure blood supremacy?

Go to hell!

As time passed, McGonagall read the last newborn's name:

"Romeda Vane!"

This is a shy girl with black eyes and black hair.

"Gryffindor!"

After the traditional sorting ceremony, students are most looking forward to the opening dinner.

But before that, Dumbledore has a few words to say.

"Welcome! Welcome back to Hogwarts..."

Dumbledore cleared his throat after his opening remarks: "Our school is currently welcoming several Azkaban dementors, they are sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties.

Presumably everyone should know, after all, they just searched the school bus. "

He paused, "They are stationed at every entrance of the school, I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school without authorization.

No amount of tricks, tricks, or disguises can fool a Dementor, not even an invisibility cloak. "

Dumbledore glanced at the Gryffindor table, "It's not in the nature of a dementor to understand, justify, or beg for mercy.

So I remind everyone here, don't give them reason to hurt you.

I hope the prefects and our newly-elected Head Boys and Girls will make sure not a single student comes into conflict with a dementor. "

As Percy puffed out his chest, Vincent blinked innocently at the staff table.

Snape happened to see this scene, and his originally unattractive face suddenly darkened.

A conflict is one in which both sides are evenly matched, and being beaten on one side is called bullying.

"Let's change to a pleasant topic." Dumbledore withdrew his gaze,

"There will be two new professors joining our staff this year."

He glanced at Snape, whose face had become extremely ugly,

"First up is Professor Lupine, and I'm glad he's filling the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

There was sparse applause in the auditorium.

The other professors don't say they are glamorous, but they are not so ragged.

The silence was only temporary, because Vincent and his friends gave warm applause.

With them starting, the applause became louder and louder.

Snape's entire face was convulsed at the staff table.

His anger was mixed with hatred, and he shot straight to the other side of the long table.

That was the way he looked at Harry.

Many students have noticed.

Just being a one-semester representative professor obviously can't keep the old bats satisfied.

Vincent squinted his eyes and looked back and forth between the two ends of the staff's long table.

One has a greasy head and a yellow face, and the other is haggard and vicissitudes.

Snape should have suffered from malnutrition when he was a child, and Lupine seemed to have been living in the open for a long time.

If the guess is correct, these two may be students of the same period.

Combined with those memories of the Batcave...

Four Gryffindors and one Slytherin...

It's broken!

Even without seeing Snape's memory with his own eyes, Vincent was sure that Lupine was one of the students at that time.

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