Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America, with the occasional flap of its wings, may cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

This is the so-called butterfly effect.

For this world, every move of Clark, who is a transmigrator, will bring some different changes to the direction of this world.

Hagrid doesn't need to part with his beloved fire dragon Norberta.

Lockhart preserved his memory and became the first teacher to survive a Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Charlie, who has been wandering outside, can finally return to the UK, back to his parents, without having to choose between his family and his beloved career.

Buckbeak wasn't going to be tried or beheaded for Malfoy's foolish behavior in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class.

The confident Neville no longer needs a note to remember the password, and Blake has no chance to break into the Gryffindor boys' dormitory.

Ron was not frightened, there was one less chance to show off, the school did not conduct a second major search, and the security measures were loosened a lot, and the students were more free.

If so, it seems that the changes brought by Clark are developing in a good direction.

But things in this world, every drink and every peck, are all fixed. Until the last moment, who can say clearly.

Of course, Clark is not in the mood to pay attention to these complex philosophical reflections now.

Halfway through the next semester, their course content is gradually deepening, and for Clark and Hermione, using the time shifter to study more courses means they need to invest more than the rest of their classmates. mental strength.

The full class schedule made him unable to care about those insignificant things at all, and even Sirius Blake was almost left behind by him.

There was also Hermione in the same situation as him.

Compared to Clark, whose attributes are more powerful, her condition is even worse.

Once, on their way to Charms class, Clark, Neville, Harry, and Ron hurried up the marble stairs toward Professor Flitwick's classroom, only to realize that Hermione wasn't following.

"You're late, boys!" said Professor Flitwick reproachfully as Harry pushed open the door to the classroom. "Come on, hold up your wand, we're going to test the Happy Charm today, and the class is split into two. Group-"

The four of them walked quickly to a desk in the last row of the classroom and opened their schoolbags. At this time, Ron looked back and realized it.

"What about Hermione?"

Harry also looked around and found that Hermione hadn't entered the classroom, but he remembered that when he pushed the door, Hermione was behind him.

Clark and Neville had no choice but to mediate for her, "Odd, maybe—maybe she went to the bathroom?"

The two of Harry accepted this statement for the time being, but Hermione did not appear again until the get out of class was over.

"She really needs a Happy Charm," Ron said.

When get out of class was over, the whole class went to lunch, grinning and laughing—happy mantra to their hearts content.

Hermione didn't come to lunch either, and by the time they had finished eating the apple pie, the effect of the Happy Charm wore off, and Harry and Ron became a little worried.

"Something happened to Hermione?" Ron asked as they hurried up the stairs towards Gryffindor Tower.

"With Hermione's abilities, what could be wrong with her?" Clark responded casually.

But Harry could clearly see that Clark wasn't as calm as he seemed.

At least Clark, who had always been paying attention to his personal image, didn't even turn his cuffs over at this moment, but he didn't notice it.

The four passed by the shiny armor, said the password ("Dude Dude") to the fat lady who had just returned to work, and got into the common room through the portrait hole.

As soon as they entered, they saw that Hermione was sitting at the table, resting her head on an open arithmetic and divination textbook, soundly asleep.

Harry and Ron wanted to step forward to wake her up, but Clark waved, "Let her sleep, she's tired too."

Harry shrugged, and with Ron and Neville, returned to the dormitory first, only Clark sat next to Hermione.

After a while, maybe an hour, Clark, who was reading a book, heard a moan next to him.

"Ah, Clark—why are you here?" Hermione woke up to see Clark, startled, and looked around blankly, "I'm asleep, should I go? What—what class?"

"Divination, but there are thirty minutes left, no hurry." Clark said, "Hermione, you didn't go to the spell class just now."

"What? Oh shit!" screamed Hermione. "I forgot my spells class!"

"I can't believe it!" she wailed. "Is Professor Flitwick angry? I'm so busy—"

"Hermione - calm down!"

Clark looked at the dark circles on her face and said with emotion, "You should sleep again, or I'm worried that you will faint in the divination class later."

"I'm not sleepy..." Hermione waved her hand, "I used to study very late every day, and this tiredness is just a piece of cake for me!"

"But at that time you must have not obtained a time converter, nor created a time loop, and used parallel time and space to learn!"

Clark glanced at her and saw a hint of stunned expression on Hermione's face, then glanced at her watch and continued to persuade: "If you give up the divination class, you still have two hours of rest time, anyway, there is nothing to do in the divination class. of."

"Yeah, I can sleep for a while, then use the time-turner-"

"Hermione!"

Clark put his hands on her shoulders and said solemnly, "You have to take a break and stop using that thing frequently!"

"Why?" Hermione asked dully, who had not fully woken up from her coma.

Clark hesitated for a moment, and just now shared his experience with the time converter.

"It's fascinating to use the power of time."

He defined Hermione's behavior.

"For us, being able to experience and utilize the mysteries of time in advance is an unimaginable and extremely beneficial experience.

At the same time, we must also know that being outside the time of this universe will also gradually make us lose the protection of the long river of time, attracting the attention of some existences outside the time of the universe. "

"Is that the hound you were talking about?" Hermione finally woke up a little after hearing Clark's words.

"It's the Hound of Tindalos, but it's not just this, there are more terrifying beings outside of time, they are watching the opportunity, ready to pull us out of time.

Only within the timeline is safe.

So promise me, according to Professor McGonagall, to stop using the time-turner haphazardly. "

Looking at Clark with a serious face, Hermione nodded.

Twenty minutes later, Hermione and Clark joined Harry at the foot of the ladder leading to Professor Trelawney's class. She still didn't listen to Clark and chose to escape the divination class.

"I can't believe I missed the Happy Charm! I'll bet I'll pass this test."

Clark wanted to remind her that after she was transferred to [Mage], even if she went to class, she couldn't seem to release the Happy Charm, but thinking about it, she still wouldn't fall into anxiety.

A few people climbed the ladder together and entered the dark and stuffy top-floor room. On each small table, there was a crystal ball emitting a dim light, which was full of pearl white powder mist.

Clark, Neville and Hermione sat together at a rickety table, and as soon as they sat down, Hermione's eyelids began to fight involuntarily.

"Hello everyone!"

The familiar, slightly absent voice sounded, and Professor Trelawney came out, as usual, from the dark corner of the room.

Parvati and Lavender shivered with excitement, their faces shone with the milky white light of the crystal ball.

"I decided to introduce the crystal ball a little earlier than originally planned."

Professor Trelawney sat down as he spoke, the flames blazing in the fireplace behind her adding a throbbing halo to her, as if she really had some kind of magical power.

"The goddess of fate told me that your exam in June will involve this spiritual ball. I hope to give you enough opportunities to practice."

Even groggy, Hermione scoffed at this.

"Hmph, come on... 'Goddess of Destiny told me', who made the test questions? She made it! What a miraculous prophecy!"

Her sarcastic voice was not lowered. Harry and Ron, who were sitting at the table next to them, heard it and suppressed their laughter.

Professor Trelawney's face was hidden in the shadows, and it was difficult to tell whether she had heard Hermione's words, but she continued to speak as if she hadn't.

"Crystal ball divination is an extremely advanced knowledge," she said dreamily.

"I don't expect you to see anything the first time you stare at the infinitely deep crystal ball. The first thing we need to do is to practice relaxing your consciousness and opening your heavenly eyes."

— Ron began to snicker uncontrollably and had to put his fist in his mouth to stop the laughter —

"In order to make the Third Eye and Super Consciousness clear, maybe, if you are lucky enough, some classmates may be able to see something before get out of class ends."

So they started watching, at least Harry thought it was utterly stupid.

He stared blankly at the crystal ball, trying to make his mind go blank, but the idea of ​​"this is so stupid" kept popping up in his mind.

Ron kept snickering and Hermione tutted her impatience, which was a disservice to Harry.

"Did any of you see anything?" Harry asked them after staring silently at the crystal ball for about a quarter of an hour.

"See, there's a burn on the table," Ron pointed. "Someone turned the candle over."

"It's almost a waste of time," Hermione said, almost squeezing her voice between her teeth. "I could have practiced something useful, I could have rehearsed the Happy Charm—"

Clark did not speak at this time, still staring at the crystal ball in front of him.

Unlike Hermione and Harry, who has 12 points of perception, and the impact of the previous time travel on his soul, Clark actually really came out of the crystal ball emitting a dim light, saw something.

He felt that all his spiritual energy was drained in an instant - poured into the crystal ball in front of him, and then the crystal ball, like a spiritual amplifier, raised his line of sight infinitely, and jumped out of time for a short time.

The pearly white mist in the crystal ball changed, and the fragmented pictures broke into Clark's mind like sharp knives.

Most of them are just scattered landscape pictures, only the last picture makes Clark's heart tug.

In a raging fire, Hermione curled up in his arms in pain, and there was a bloody, ferocious wound on her arm, as if she had been bitten by some beast—

However, before Clark carefully observed the background in the picture, Professor Trelawney walked over with a rustling dress.

"Would anyone like me to explain to him the signs of Mohu in the spirit ball?" she murmured over the clinking of the bracelets and anklets.

Clark, who was interrupted from the prophecy state, was instantly furious. If it wasn't for the headache of the overdraft of his spiritual power, he almost stood up.

At this moment Ron whispered, "I don't need help, the sign is obvious, there will be heavy fog tonight."

Both Harry and Hermione couldn't help laughing.

"Notice!"

Professor Trelawney said, which made everyone turn their heads to look at them, and Parvati and Lavender showed disgusted expressions on their faces.

"You are disrupting super vision induction!"

Professor Trelawney walked over to their table and checked everyone's crystal balls.

Harry's heart sank, he already knew what was going to happen next—

"There's something here!"

Professor Trelawney whispered, bringing her face close to the crystal ball, which reflected two in her enormous glasses.

"Something is moving - but what is that?"

Harry dared to bet his entire fortune—including Firebolts, whatever that was, it was definitely not good news from Professor Trelawney.

really-

"Honey," whispered Professor Trelawney, looking up at Harry, "it's here, clearer than ever... coming towards you, dear, getting closer... it's unknown—"

Her tone suddenly rose a bit, "You will suffer misfortune, and the people who are closest to you and care about the most will leave you—"

Harry subconsciously glanced at Ron beside him. This guy was also confused. He was clearly talking about Harry, why did he suddenly get involved with him.

He knew very well that Harry's aunt and uncle treated Harry badly, and Ron was the one who was the closest person to Harry.

It's just that before Harry and Ron could speak, or even before Hermione could sneer, suddenly, a loud noise came.

"Enough! For God's sake, don't mention that ridiculous ominous!"