Hogwarts time travel

"You can understand it as a huge statue, but it was destroyed in the war. The Council of Gods did not restore it, but chose to directly erase it from people's memory."

Harry frowned, "How is that possible? Isn't it easier to rebuild a statue than to erase people's memories?"

"But if erasing this memory is just incidental, then it is much easier than rebuilding the statue." Black Cat said.

"Then how did humans lose?" Harry unconsciously believed the black cat's words.

"I don't know, that's the scary thing." The black cat sighed, "Because the entire history has been erased, in the memory of all mankind, there is no past of defeat at all, and naturally no one will know it is How did you lose?"

"We didn't even know the opponent's means, so we lost so inexplicably. It's really terrible."

Harry was silent for a while, and finally shook his head, "Anyway, there is still no evidence for what you said. How do you prove the existence of the Council of the Gods? You also said that the fact that human memory has been tampered with is all yours. Can't quite believe it."

Especially if you're still Voldemort, Harry added mentally.

"You will know this soon." A secretive smile appeared on the black cat's face.

"During this period of time, I have been hiding in the body of this black cat. After observation, I found that the entire world was designed by the Council of Gods into an exquisite program."

Harry knew what the program meant, so he didn't ask, but just listened quietly.

"In this program, all human beings are the running data. For unknown reasons, the Council of the Gods has made all the data develop in a positive direction, that's for sure."

"If you follow the general logic, all data will run according to the predetermined program, which is the so-called fate."

"But what if the data suddenly becomes abnormal and doesn't follow the original logic?"

Harry mused, "Then the program will check itself."

"That's right, your recent behavior has seriously deviated from the intended direction, and I think someone will come to you soon." The black cat said.

"Then I'll wait and see." Harry stood up, "If it's what you said, I'll come here to look for you again."

"Don't come here," the black cat shook his head. "The two program exceptions, that is, your thinking has changed, are here. This place is no longer safe. You should go to the place where you met Voldemort for the first time."

First time meeting?

Harry understood, nodded, and left the Shrieking Shack.

Harry contacted Hermione immediately after he left. After learning that someone might be against Harry, Hermione immediately transferred some of the Aurors to Harry for his discretion. coming.

"Harry, what did the therapist say?" Hermione asked with concern.

"Nothing." Harry smiled and shook his head. He didn't want to tell Hermione what happened recently until the matter was fully understood.

Hermione also knew that Harry was hiding something, she sighed knowing Harry's character, and could only express her full support, waiting for Harry to give her a final explanation.

Not to the Minister of Magic, but to a friend who cared about him.

Harry was staying in the Leaky Cauldron at the moment, and a few Aurors were hiding near Harry's seat in their normal clothes, observing the surroundings silently.Ordering a glass of butterbeer for Hermione, Harry sat relaxed on the chair, but his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly and secretly.

When will the other party come?Harry didn't know that if the other party really took weeks to show up, Harry wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure of mobilizing Aurors for a long time.

Just when Harry was struggling, an accident happened.

A clerk suddenly sprained his ankle while walking past Harry with a tray, and fell towards Harry. Harry subconsciously reached out to help him, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

When did the Leaky Cauldron have staff?Isn't there always only the boss?

Naturally, the clerk stretched out his hand to touch Harry's hand, although he didn't touch it, but Harry felt his scalp tingle, and a dark premonition told him that he must not be touched by this hand, Otherwise, terrible things will happen.

Without time, Harry withdrew his hand and flicked it away, but the clerk did not fall to the ground as expected, but stood up straight and looked at Harry with a rather strange look.

At this moment, Harry suddenly realized that although the other party was facing him, he couldn't make out the other party's appearance anyway, as if separated by a layer of hazy clouds.

The other party stretched out his hand again, Harry took a few steps back, took out his wand and pointed it at the other party without hesitation.

"Drowsy!" A full-power sleeping spell hit the opponent directly, and the opponent fell to the ground in response.

Harry let out a long breath, and the Aurors around him also gathered around at this moment, looking at the clerk on the ground in surprise.

"Who is he, boss?" the Aurors asked.

"I don't know, take it back and have a good interrogation." Harry replied casually, and was about to look down, but he was worried about the warning sign for no reason, and he got out of the Aurors' siege like a spirit snake, and retreated to the corner of the bar.

At this moment, all the Aurors ignored the clerk on the ground, but looked at Harry with strange eyes, which were almost exactly the same as those of the clerk.

They are controlled?Harry's heart shuddered.

"What's going on, Harry?" Hermione scanned the surroundings with her wand. At this time, not only the Aurors, but all the guests who came to drink at the Leaky Cauldron also stood up, looked at the two with strange eyes, and gradually surrounded them. stand up.

"I guess there is something controlling their minds," Harry glanced at Hermione, and Hermione was not controlled, did she not get tricked, or couldn't get tricked, or did the other party deliberately keep Hermione?

Anyway, it's better to stay away from Hermione.

Harry distanced himself from Hermione calmly, he swung his wand violently towards the wall, the flickering red light blasted the wall, and he and Hermione ran to the street.

But the streets were already full of onlookers, and they all looked at the two of them with the same strange eyes as those Aurors.

Harry gasped, had even the people on the street been controlled?

Looking at the wands in people's hands, knowing that there would be no life left if he stayed on the street, Harry quickly swept his eyes across the street and fixed on a shop window.

"Flying broom!"

Harry shouted angrily, and the broomstick in the window smashed through the window and flew towards them. Hermione understood it, and immediately got on the broom with Harry, and the two flew up, leaving everyone on the ground looking up. He looked at the two flying away.

Seeing that the people on the ground were getting smaller and smaller, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Harry seriously: "You seem to have expected this, what's going on here?"