Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"So..." Iger narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the man in front of him: "What the hell is the silent man?"

"To understand the mysterious existence, to explore the terrifying existence, to keep silent about human beings' inquiries..." John said in a low voice: "Wandering in the light and darkness, wandering between life and death, existing in the past and the future, exploring the world the truth of the matter, and that is the work of us Reticents."

"I don't know why..." Iger looked at John suspiciously: "So, what do you want from me?"

"We hope you can become the silent person." John's voice was flat, neither arrogant nor humble, and his tone seemed to be perfunctory if you want to be, and if you don't want to be.

"Can I ask what you guys are doing?" Iger looked at the man wonderingly.

"Catch fugitives who disturb time, capture fugitives who cross space, correct the disordered time process, and conduct research on some things, what you see, what you can't see..." John roughly described it.

"Can I... refuse?" Iger looked at the man hesitantly.

It wasn't that he was cowardly, but that what the other party said was too lofty, which made him feel a little uncertain.

"Okay." John's voice remained flat.

"No consequences?" Iger asked tentatively.

"No." John's face was obscured under the hood.

"Is there any benefit to joining you?" Iger pinched his chin and looked at John suspiciously.

"A large time-turner, an invisibility cloak," John replied.

Very tempting...

Iger squinted his eyes. He has money, and money can buy many things, but he can't buy the two things the other party said.

Some things cannot be bought with money.

"Can I ask why you invited me?" Iger asked curiously.

"Because you are strong." John said truthfully: "And we need the property that the devil can learn any form of magic."

"Wait, listen to what you mean, have you seen other devils? Have you done research?" Iger was a little surprised.

"We can travel to the past time and other spaces." John didn't say much, but the meaning was obvious.

"What about work? What do you do at work?" Iger asked.

"Listen to the assignment, but I'm not busy." John seemed to dislike talking.

"I'll join!" Iger nodded, and what the other party said sounded very good.

"Are you joining?" John froze for a moment, then reached out and handed over a box: "Here is the Time Converter, and an invisibility cloak, the same as your classmate's invisibility cloak."

Iger was stunned, he knew who the other party was talking about, it was Harry.

"Same as that one?" Iger was a little surprised: "I thought it was made of invisible animal skin..."

"That one is the same, but the craftsmanship is higher, and there will be no magic failure." John nodded: "We need invisibility cloaks to travel to and from the world of the dead."

"The world of the dead?" Iger narrowed his eyes: "You...can you see the dead?"

"Yes, if necessary, we will go to the world of the dead and ask some questions to those who haven't traveled far." John didn't say much, but answered vaguely.

"Can I go and have a look?" Iger looked at John expectantly.

"There will be opportunities in the future." John didn't refuse, but he didn't immediately agree: "Before using the Time Converter, you must report to the Department of Mysteries and set your own time coordinates and the limits of the Time Converter." It’s fifty years, beyond this limit, it’s not the time period we’re responsible for.”

"From what you mean, do we have colleagues at other times?" Iger was taken aback.

"That's right." John nodded, turned around and disappeared, as if he couldn't stand Iger's so many questions.

After confirming that there were no evil spells on the box, Iger carried the box back to Hogwarts, put away the box and went all the way to the principal's office.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Iger yelled as soon as he entered the principal's room.

"What's the matter, kid?" Dumbledore came down from the bedroom above the principal's room, and looked at Iger with a plate of tiramisu in surprise.

"Do you know the Silent Man?" Iger looked up at Dumbledore.

"Ah... if you're talking about those in the Department of Mysteries, I know some." Dumbledore nodded. Ask for a time-turner to reverse the past..."

"And then?" Iger looked at Dumbledore curiously.

"A silent man listened to my request and took me back to the past, and then I failed..." Dumbledore nodded leisurely: "I watched my sister die in front of my eyes for the second time, to be honest , the pain doubled in my heart..."

Iger: "..."

"Since then, I have been in awe of them, and I know that what has happened, you can't stop it no matter how you adjust the time." Dumbledore nodded: "This makes me cherish everything around me even more. "

Iger was stunned: "So, there is no way to change some things by going back in time, is it?"

"No, it can be changed." Dumbledore shook his head: "But things that have changed are things that have already happened. It's complicated to say..."

"Okay, I probably understand." Iger nodded, meaning that it should be like Harry and the others rescued Buckbeak and Sirius in the original book. Things may not turn out as they want, but things have already changed.

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" Dumbledore looked at Iger and laughed: "Let me guess...they came to you?"

"How do you know?" Iger was taken aback.

"You asked me, kid..." Dumbledore laughed: "Also, they do always invite some powerful wizards to join them, so...you agree?"

"I really can't think of any reason to refuse." Iger spread his hands.

"Yeah, I also think you will agree. In fact, I was a little tempted at the beginning." Dumbledore said cheerfully.

"They invited you?" Iger was a little surprised.

"Of course, my friend and I have been invited by the Reticent Man..." Dumbledore's eyes flashed a trace of nostalgia: "But unfortunately, our two ambitions were not in that direction at the time, so we both rejected them."

"Grindelwald?" Iger asked tentatively.

"Ah, yes, it's him." Dumbledore nodded.

"What the hell do they do?" Iger looked at Dumbledore curiously.

"What I know is...maintaining the order of time, guarding our space, tapping human potential, and exploring death." Dumbledore spread his hands: "And the most important research topic is...love."

"Love?" Iger opened his mouth.

"Yes... that is a very hot, strong, and powerful force. At the same time, it is also a kind of magic that we are born with." Dumbledore muttered to himself with distant eyes.

"But more, I don't understand." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

"Okay..." Iger nodded.

"Your best magic should be apparition, right?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Iger.

"Is there any problem?" Iger was startled when he heard the words.

"Apparition is a spell invented by the Department of Mysteries," said Dumbledore.

Iger was at a loss for a while: "But Apparation should have..."

"It's more than a thousand years old, yes, I know." Dumbledore's eyes were deep, and he looked at Iger through the half-moon lens: "The Department of Mysteries has existed much longer than the Ministry of Magic. Rather, the Ministry of Magic is built around the Department of Mysteries."

"In the past, there was a saying among wizards that if you want to know the secrets of this world, then you should go to the Department of Mysteries." Dumbledore stared at Iger: "Because of my identity and status, I treat them very well." There is some deeper understanding, not even Fudge as Minister of Magic as much as I know about them, but even so, I don't know much about them for sure."

Iger left, the principal was strong, and Dumbledore continued to eat the tiramisu.

"The Silent Man..." Slytherin murmured thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, someone invited us back then."

"Invite you?" Dumbledore smiled.

"Well, to be precise, I should invite Rowena. When we were young, Godric and I were indeed not as glamorous and famous as Rowena..." Slytherin coughed in embarrassment: "Godric The most famous thing at the time was that the guy was a dueling madman, even Muggles knew his name, and I was just a young master, and Helga ran the restaurant..."

"Didn't you invite you later?" Phineas looked at the first dean of his college with admiration.

"It disappeared later, but when I touched the magic of time... those people came to me, hoping that I could stop the experiment." Slytherin frowned: "Those people, really Strong, and for magic... To be honest, the magic I mastered at that time was like a play house for them."

"So strong?" Phineas continued to tout.

"No, it's not that they are strong." Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "The magic of the era thousands of years ago was neither as profound as ancient magic nor as changeable as modern magic. The four giants of Hogwarts are not because of how powerful they are, but because of their contribution to the development of the wizarding world, which cannot be compared in this way."

"Time is controlled by them, space is controlled by them, vertical and horizontal development, I think, so far, all magic, ancient, modern, and even future, should be in their hands " Dumbledore said softly: "Fortunately, there is no one like Voldemort among them."

"Then why didn't they go back in time and kill him?" Phineas was a little annoyed. He hated Dumbledore and prevented him from flattering him.

"The most basic quality of mastering time is not to change the direction of development of things, unless there are extremely serious consequences, they will intervene." Dumbledore spread his hands: "As for who rules the magic world, the Ministry of Magic is They don't care who is in power."

...

Back in the dormitory, Iger looked at the box in front of him and fell into deep thought.

As long as he opened this box, he could go back to the past and check his own life experience.

Do you want to go back and have a look?

This is a problem…

Open the box, in the box is a pocket watch-style pendant, next to it is a card.

'The outermost circle, one circle for one year, the second circle, one circle for one month, the third circle, one circle for one day, the innermost circle, one circle for one hour.

In the way of use, turn the corresponding circle, go back to the past counterclockwise, and explore the future clockwise.

Note: If it is damaged during use, please go to the Department of Mysteries of the corresponding era immediately. '

Below the Time Converter is a piece of silk-like cloth. I picked up the cloth and draped it on my body. Iger found that it was a complete large cloak. After covering it and looking in the mirror, Iger found that his body had disappeared.

Hanging the Time Converter around his neck, Iger excitedly put on his robe and left the room.

Don't worry about how to use these things in the future, let's play for a while.

Simple minded people are so happy...

As soon as he entered the lounge, Iger saw the cats in the room who had reported to the group to keep warm turned their heads and looked straight at his direction.

Crookshanks came running around Iger twice, sniffing with his little nose: "Little master?"

"How did you find out meow?" Iger immediately took off the hood on his head.

"I just can feel that there is something here, and you have a unique smell, I always remember, little master." Crookshanks raised his head proudly.

"The cat's nose is really good..." Iger muttered, pulling up the hood and disappearing again.

Walking silently in the castle, Iger looked around with a very curious mood, from time to time, he went to a classroom with an open door and wandered around, waving his hands excitedly in front of the students listening to the class.

From time to time, I would play tricks on the girl who was listening to the class carefully, wrap her hair around the stool, and then watch the girl turn around and give the boy behind her a head...

Maybe I can go to the women's restroom?

Iger suddenly had a dangerous idea.

After thinking about it, Iger thinks it's better to forget it first, it sounds weird.

If you have a chance, you can ask Harry if he has ever visited the women's bathroom under the cloak.

If he hasn't been, Iger doesn't plan to go either.

If he went... Iger felt that he should express a strong condemnation, and asked him to take himself to identify the scene...

All the way to the herbal medicine class greenhouse, Iger looked at Harry and smirked.

He tiptoed to Harry, just as Ron walked past Harry, and Iger casually gave Harry a provocative slap on the buttocks, and Harry suddenly frowned and turned his head.

"What are you doing?" Harry looked at Ron suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Ron looked puzzled.

Iger bit his nails and smirked silently.

"What's the wind..." Harry muttered and turned around, changing the soil for the poisonous tentacles in front of him, avoiding the toothy tentacles of the poisonous tentacles from time to time.

Ron looked at Harry suspiciously, then turned around and started working on his own.

Seeing Harry turn around, Iger slapped Harry's butt again, then collapsed to the ground with a silent laugh.

"Ron!" Harry yelled angrily, turning his head.

"What's the matter, buddy?" Ron turned his head innocently: "Why are you so angry today?"

"Why are you slapping my ass?" Harry asked in a low voice.

Hermione on the side burst into laughter when she heard the words, and then gave Ron a strange look.

"When did I slap your ass?" Ron suddenly became unhappy.