Hogwarts time travel

What kind of existence is this?The reason for such doubts is entirely because the guy in front of him is not any creature that exists in human cognition.

The most striking thing is his figure, slender, barren, and tall. His black skin makes him look like a black telephone pole standing there, standing thinly at the door, with a bald head protruding long On his neck, drooping, staring at Hermione from an overhead perspective, his pupils were gray and lifeless, as if he were a blind person.

His fingers are different from human beings, they are extremely slender and about three times as long as ordinary people. They are not so much fingers, but more like branches growing on the palm. They are so skinny that you can almost see the protruding knuckles on them.

And it is these seemingly completely incongruous fingers that hold all kinds of tools in the middle, and there is no tendency to interfere with each other.

Hermione felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. This human-looking existence made Hermione's scalp tingle, and she felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

uncanny valley effect.

Loya didn't feel any fear, so what he saw was far more than what Hermione saw. On the neck of this "person", there were various scars criss-crossing, and these scars were roughly stitched together with white silk threads. It looks very unprofessional.

If it wasn't for this guy's own setting, then it means that this human-like existence in front of him is man-made.

In other words, his current appearance has something to do with people.

"Hello?" Hermione tried to say hello, and wanted to bypass him to look behind the door, but only saw a blackness like thick ink.

"..." There was an awkward silence, just when Hermione thought he couldn't speak, the other party said slowly, "Hello?"

The tone and tone of voice were very strange, as if someone who hadn't spoken for many years was speaking again. The jerky and stagnation made Hermione almost think that she was talking to an alien.

But she still breathed a sigh of relief, at least the guy in front of her has wisdom and can communicate.

If you pounce on him without saying a word, it will be really troublesome.

Hermione didn't want this guy to get close to her from the bottom of her heart, just like people would instinctively close their eyes when a sharp knife approached, this was a warning from the underlying human instinct.

Hermione decided to ask tentatively: "Do you live here?"

The weird man didn't speak, but moved away silently, revealing the dark room behind him.

Strange to say, as the strange man got out of the way, the scene behind him also brightened, revealing a rather crowded room.

The room is full of all kinds of sundries, including European-style candlesticks and chairs from the last century, as well as modern machine parts, as if it were an antique museum in a garbage dump.

The only neat thing in the room was a long table covered with a black table rug, on which were placed utensils of various sizes, as well as metal and wooden tools of unknown significance.

There is still some liquid at the bottom of some containers. Judging from the state of the liquid, I am afraid that it has been used recently.

And this "recent" is likely to be just now.

"Can I take a look?" Hermione asked the weirdo for advice, but got no response, so she tentatively picked up the beaker with liquid still on the table, "Did I pick it up?"

Seeing no response from the other party, Hermione carefully sniffed a little of the liquid in the bottle.

"There is a bloody smell, but it's more of a mix of ingredients, blood seems to be a small part of the liquid, and the least important part."

Hermione's judgment is very accurate. She has learned a lot of miscellaneous knowledge with Luna, and she has also learned the judgment of the composition of medicines, and because Luna's knowledge is closer to ancient times, it may be more difficult to identify medicines in the [-]th century than Snape was a little more professional.

There was no vessel containing blood on the long table, nor could it be seen in the room, so where did such a huge smell of blood come from?

Hermione glanced around the long table, but accidentally found a notebook with a black cover on the corner of the table.

Just as she reached out to take it, she noticed a strange, shrill wind coming from behind her.

It was the weirdos who attacked Hermione!

By a hair's breadth, Hermione dodged the strange man's attack in a thrilling manner. His slender, branch-like finger broke through the air like a sharp blade, almost cutting Hermione's neck.

Hermione took a few steps back, the wand was already in her hand, and the magic power rushed into it, waving it without hesitation.

"All imprisoned!"

Hermione was still merciful, the confinement spell trapped the weirdo in place, unable to move, but his face was full of anger, it seemed that Hermione's actions just now had angered him.

But isn't he blind?How could it be possible to see Hermione's movements?

Only then did Hermione realize that something was wrong. Even when he was extremely angry, his eyes could not see the slightest trembling, like two white marbles embedded in the eye sockets, the decorative effect was greater than its actual effect.

How did he observe the outside world?

"Heat sensing." Loya guessed, "It's similar to a snake. It senses changes in the outside world through external organs or skin. In short, it sees you like that."

"Since he doesn't want you to read that notebook, then we must read it." Luo Ya urged.

"Not so good, I feel like he's very angry." Hermione looked at the weird man worriedly. Even though he was imprisoned by the confinement spell, he couldn't stop trembling, his teeth were gnashing, as if he was about to break free from the restraint at any time. .

"Never mind him," Loya said.

Hermione glanced at the strange man, and finally picked up the notebook on the table. Speaking of which, she was attacked by the other party just now, and she should look at the notebook to make amends.

In the final analysis, although this weirdo is regarded as a human being, he has no human rights in front of the two of them. If he takes something from a monster, he will just take it. What else can he do?

The notebook was opened, and the handwriting inside was neat and clear. It could be seen that the owner of the note was writing seriously.

This seems to be someone's diary, divided by time, the earliest is three years ago.

[On March 3, my limbs were sore, my whole body was weak, my body was as soft as some kind of noodles, and my memory also had many gaps. Who is Jack? 】

【On March 3th, my body got better. It seems that I should eat something, but I have been lying in bed for a long time, and I don’t feel hungry at all. Besides, there is no food here. 】

[On March 3, my body completely recovered and I felt very good. I found some changes in my body. What's going on? 】

[April 4 Hope this is just an April Fool's joke, who is the monster in the mirror?Should I look like this?Who am I? 】

[On April 4th, some potions were prepared according to the recipe in memory, but they didn't seem to have the ability to restore me, but made it worse. 】