Hermione's eyes had completely lost the last trace of hope, and her pupils were like those of a dead person, completely surrounded by deep despair.

"I, I killed you..."

"Yes, remember this!" Sean seemed unable to restrain his anger at all, and he roughly grabbed Hermione's long hair.

The trauma and aging caused by time travel also apply to hair. Under Sean's strong tugging, locks of long, dry hair kept falling down, but Sean turned a blind eye and even used harder and harder.

But Hermione didn't seem to notice the pain anymore. She was just being pulled by Sean helplessly, unable to resist.

Sean stared at him intently, his face twisted with anger, ugly and disgusting.

"Remember, Hermione Granger, you came here with the memory of Sean Wallop dead. This made everything a foregone conclusion. My death can never be reversed. Your stupid idea

It won’t have the slightest effect.”

"Sean Wallop is dead, completely dead! In your destined future!" Sean roared angrily, spittle almost spraying into Hermione's face.

But he still had no intention of relieving his anger and continued: "You think you are great because you have to devote your life? I don't care where you die, but can you not die in front of me? I have enough troubles already.

!You want me to die earlier? Huh?"

Hermione couldn't cry anymore, she collapsed on the ground as if she had lost her soul.

Sean snorted angrily and said irritably: "Oh no, I even want to seal this memory - hahaha, it's so fucking funny, I am a mortal person, but I still have to solve these problems before I die.

Trouble - because if it is not solved, I will die sooner! Thank you so much, dear Hermione."

He impatiently pulled Hermione up and searched her body. Finally, he found two time turners, one of which was wrapped in a gift.

"The gift is a time-turner? Ha, it's a boring thing... You stole this for your 'lofty' ideal? Did you trade your death for my life?"
Chapter completed!