Hogwarts time travel

Malfoy and Harry whispered together. Harry's expression changed from shock to panic and then to silence. After going through an extremely complicated mental journey, Harry sat heavily on his seat.

Although the people around were curious about what the two of them said, they still didn't have the nerve to ask. Didn't they see Harry's distraught look?

Hermione walked in from outside the auditorium, and immediately saw Malfoy standing at the Gryffindor table, his golden hair was extremely dazzling.

"Mr. Malfoy, please go back to the Slytherin dining area." Hermione walked to the table and said to Malfoy.

Malfoy shrank his neck. For some reason, he was very afraid of Miss Hermione, and he secretly glanced at Harry before running to Slytherin.

"What's the matter, Harry? Are you arguing with that Malfoy guy again?" Hermione picked up a piece of bread, and lightly spread butter on the bread with a knife.

"As I said before, don't confront Malfoy in the auditorium, it won't do you any good."

According to Harry's habit in the past, he would definitely argue for himself, such as "that guy Malfoy is so annoying", but today Harry was quiet, which made Hermione very surprised.

Hermione thought that her words made Harry unhappy, so she explained in a slow tone: "Malfoy's father is the school manager. After the principal implemented the point system, in order to get more support, he paid off a lot of principals. The power of the school managers is given to the school managers, and now as long as more than two-thirds of the school managers agree, they can expel any student at will."

"Although Dumbledore has the principal's veto power, it is the last barrier to prevent the school managers from doing stupid things, and it cannot be used casually."

"If Malfoy's father is really determined to expel you, there is nothing Dumbledore can do to save you except wasting his precious veto power. Even newspapers and public opinion can't do anything to them. After all, this is a school affair."

"Did you understand, Harry?" Hermione frowned, uneasy to find that Harry was still looking blank.

"What's the matter? Harry, don't scare me." Hermione touched Harry lightly, and it was like some kind of mechanism that instantly activated Harry.

"Loya's gone," said Harry.

"Go?" Hermione shuddered, "When did he come back?"

Now it was Harry's turn to be dazed, he looked at Hermione in surprise, "Yesterday afternoon, why, he didn't tell you?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Harry knew that something had happened. Obviously, Hermione was completely unaware of Loya's return.

Hermione's complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bread in her hand fell to the ground—as expected, the buttered side fell to the ground first.

"He's back? Why didn't anyone tell me?" Hermione asked Harry in a low voice, suppressing her emotions.

"Uh, I, I don't know." Harry replied in a panic, his eyes kept asking for help from the people around him, but all he received were helpless eyes.

"I'm going to find him." Hermione stood up, still holding the butter knife in her hand, rushed out several steps before realizing something was wrong, and threw the knife towards the dining table behind her without looking back.

"Zheng~"

The knife cut across a beautiful arc and inserted into the dining table, making a crisp metallic sound on the table.

Everyone was frightened. Harry wanted to grab Hermione, but was too shocked by the sudden knife to move.

Hermione originally wanted to walk outside the castle, but changed her mind halfway.

Blindly rushing out, you can only look for it like a headless chicken, it is better to ask Ming Luoya's whereabouts directly, it will not be too late to look for it.

Seeing Hermione running out of the auditorium, Harry and his friends looked at each other, not knowing what expressions to use to express their emotions.

"Senior Granger, are you planning to chase after Senior Loya?" a second-year girl in Gryffindor asked with bright eyes.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Samantha, a third grader, said calmly, glanced at Xi Weier and Connor who were dazed aside, and shook her head in her heart, men are all unreliable guys.

They always feel that they can take care of everything, so they deprive women of their right to know, and use "for your own good" as a disguise. In Samantha's view, they are completely looking down on women.

Samantha did not comment on Hermione's behavior. She only felt that if Senior Hermione really found Loya, she should slap him first.

Obviously, after several years of growth, the slightly naive Samantha in the past has grown into an independent woman. Although influenced by the general environment, she has a bit of feminism, but she can still be said to have grown up... right?

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Principal room.

"Loya won't let me tell," said Dumbledore.

"I would know if he didn't tell me." Hermione put her arms around her chest, "Is he looking for that queen?"

Dumbledore blinked, with a timely look of confusion in his eyes, "What?"

Hermione was a little suspicious, did she really guess wrong?

After all, Hermione was still too immature, and Dumbledore didn't get any trace of Loya, so Hermione walked out of the principal's office angrily.

Suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, Hermione returned to the headmaster's office.

At this time, Dumbledore was putting his fingers into the locked drawer with a face full of tangles, and pulled out a piece of dark candy with his fingers from a small gap that was difficult to open.

But Hermione's sudden return made Dumbledore's hand tremble, and the candy dropped back into the drawer.

"Oh, what a pity." Dumbledore sighed, looking distraught.

"Mr. Principal, you can't eat any more candy. You can't take advantage of that magic lock like this. You should know that that piece of candy will turn into stone if you take it out, right?" Hermione said dumbfounded.

Some time ago, for some reason, Dumbledore suddenly started to quit sugar, and he also took out the Muggle diagnosis certificate, saying that if he did not quit sugar, his life might be in danger.

He also put a magic lock on the candy drawer, and asked all the teachers and students to supervise him, but sugar is very difficult to quit. I am used to the stimulation of sweetness, and the days without sugar are torture. Just now The scene is just one of Dumbledore's many actions.

Hermione didn't understand why Dumbledore was torturing herself so much, but she admired his self-control. After all, with Dumbledore's ability, a small magic lock really couldn't trap his precious candies. The behavior is more like self-soothing.

"Actually, it's okay to have one once in a while, Mr. Headmaster." Hermione sighed.

"Forget it." Dumbledore waved his hand, and suddenly looked at Hermione vigilantly, "What are you going to do again?"

"I'm looking for a teacher," said Hermione.