Chapter 74: Prehistoric Mysteries
The office suddenly fell into silence.
Dumbledore used his wand to pound the memory in the pounding pot, and Tywin sank, and the pot turned opaque silvery white again.
The silver light in the meditation basin illuminated Dumbledore's face. He sighed after a moment of silence.
"William, it's not a sin to like it, even if the two are of the same gender.
However, when we mention this kind of unrecognized relationship, we must be cautious and not draw conclusions lightly."
William felt it was a bit awkward to talk about such things with Dumbledore in the office, but it was understandable, after all, corrupt countries had their own national conditions.
Fortunately, the principal quickly said: "From my experience and observation, Professor Tywin does have some special feelings for James.
That kind of relationship began when James saved Tywin.”
"So, was it Professor Tywin who just used compound decoction to become Professor Snape?"
"I think it's him."
"But how is this possible? I mean, Professor Tywin was talking to you at that time?
Is one of them fake?”
"It's him, William."
"How is it possible, how could he appear in two places at the same time?"
"Okay, William." Dumbledore's back rested on the chair, interrupting his question. "I can't reveal more, otherwise it will affect your time here."
"What does it mean, professor?"
"I should have been in the Ministry of Magic at this point, but things have changed since you appeared in front of me in the morning, so I am here." Dumbledore stared into William's eyes.
“I have to ask you a question before our topic opens.”
"What's the question, professor?"
"William, what cycle is this for you?"
Dumbledore's eyes sharpened.
Suddenly, revelation thundered through William's whole body like a wave, and he vaguely knew why he was here.
That premonition became stronger and stronger.
William held the ring tightly, and his joints were caught white, and he didn't even realize it.
"William?" Dumbledore called, "You look a little pale? Are you okay?"
William subconsciously wanted to rotate the ring, but the ring was still filamented, so he woke up from his meditation.
Dumbledore leaned his body slightly forward, his broken nose was about to touch William's face, and his blue eyes looked at William.
"It seems that my words have inspired you?"
"Yes, professor," William said, "had some speculation."
"Oh," Dumbledore became interested and smiled, "Tell me."
"I, am I entering some kind of…time loop?"
William returned to April 20 again, not his imagination, nor did he gain the prediction of the future that God of Death came, nor did he travel back in time... but he fell into a time cycle.
In addition to Dumbledore's reminder, the most important thing is that William was remembering several movies he had watched in his previous life.
"The Groundhog Day", "Horror Cruise", "Edge of Tomorrow", "Happy Day of Death", "Accidental Space"... Just memories, William can remember more than a dozen movies.
"Groundhog Day" tells the story of Phil whenever he wakes up in the morning, it's the same day: it's always February 2, Groundhog Day.
What happened that day, like the repeated playback of a videotape, happened next to Phil.
The same people will always appear, and the same thing will happen: every day when you wake up, there will be the same radio broadcast, someone will chat with him, the old lady will chat with him and ask him about breakfast and weather, meet beggars and old friends selling insurance on the road, report the program...
In order to save Clara, the doctor was trapped in the confessional clock for 4.5 billion years and spent a day repeatedly.
No matter which one, they are undoubtedly trapped in a time cycle, just like the environment William is in now.
Of course, whether it is really as he thought, it depends on whether it is April 20th!
Dumbledore signaled William to lift his right hand up. Under the soft light, the ring looked simple and elegant, mysterious.
"William, you're right, you're in some special cycle, your time is still stuck, and you'll even stay today."
William frowned and said, "But this is not the same as Professor Binnes said.
He said that the Ravenclaw bronze ring is a magical item that can travel to any time."
Dumbledore shook his head and said, "When I was a teacher, I reminded students more than once that those real history and many unreliable legends are circulating."
"Widely accepted rumors may not stand the test, such as this ring."
"Professor, can you explain this ring?"
Dumbledore stood up and walked out the window, William and he stood side by side, and the two looked at the view of Hogwarts.
The silver moon is like a hook,
The night is dark.
It's like a scroll.
This painting has been silently presented for thousands of years.
Dumbledore was silent for a long time and sighed, "I can't get tired of watching it no matter how I look at it. William, what did Hogwarts school be used for first?"
"Cultivate wizards and convey knowledge?"
"Well...inaccurate, this goal exists just for some greater goal."
“Greater goal?”
Dumbledore looked straight at William.
"In short, the four giants established Hogwarts just to study some secret knowledge and they set up this school, and to recruit outstanding wizards to let these few elites know, study, protect and inherit this secret knowledge."
"What secret knowledge is it?" William's breathing was slightly rapid.
"For thousands of years, people have called it prehistoric mystery. It is said that magic power is boundless and has infinite power that can create everything and destroy everything..."
"Does that kind of thing really exist, professor?" William felt like he was listening to the mythology.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "Doesn't it exist? Child, those prophecies of tarot cards, the "Book of Changes" that the East can tell the past and the future, and the philosopher's stones that can live forever in Nico's hands... These are all the scales and half claws of prehistoric mystery."
"So, Professor Dumbledore," William said quickly and asked, "You think that prehistoric mystery refers to all the knowledge accumulated in history? That is to say, all the existing magic is prehistoric mystery?"
"No." Dumbledore shook his head and said seriously: "Prehistorical mystery and modern magic are strictly distinguished, and it exists in some extremely special form."
"Have you seen it?" William was very suspicious.
"Of course I've seen it, not only but someone has used it. That powerful force once defeated the Dark King and is still continuing to protect someone."
Dumbledore said, staring at the night sky with his finger.
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