"Is it a gift of time?" Brian said with his eyes narrowed.

"Yes, something that has no beginning or end is just to fulfill the causal cycle during this period." He smiled and said in the future, "In this twisted time."

"Then..." Brian closed his eyes, touched a book from his bag, turned to a page, and tore it down and put it into a ball, showing the pages in his hand to his future self.

"Can you tell me what's inside this piece of paper?" Brian said.

"I know." He sighed in the future.

"Yes, you understand." Brian stared at his future self, "If you say you don't know, I will open the paper ball next and look at the contents inside, which will form a contradiction...unless you lied to me."

"And if you know the answer..."

"On the Interpretation of Ancient Runes" page 75, an interpretation of an ancient Greek poem..." He nodded and smiled, "Do I need to recite it?"

"Of course... need!" Brian stared at him.

In the future, he closed his eyes and recited the entire article smoothly.

"You know, I won't take apart to look at it before using the time converter." Brian said slowly.

"Yes, I really haven't seen it..." He showed a meaningful smile in the future, "Everything was when I was still at your time, and I recited it to me like this in the future."

"So that's interesting. Where did I get the answer?" Brian put the paper ball into his pocket and said word by word.

"There is no source, it's like that stone." He sighed in the future, "It's a gift of time."

"Slytherin's portrait said that death connects everything, time, space, destiny, life and truth..." Brian whispered, "So, can I understand that in this process, time connects truth and shows us part of it?"

"You can understand this." In the future, he said with a gentle sigh, "I think that in this time closed loop, that is, there are two mes in the entire twisted time, there are two mes, two time converters, and items that can not exist outside the closed loop, as well as answers that appear out of thin air..."

"This is a twisted closed loop, Brian. It has infinite possibilities." He sighed in the future.

"So, do you know what the secret of the system is?" Brian said.

"Obviously, I don't know." He blinked innocently in the future.

"So why didn't this question be given?" Bryan pondered.

In the future, he said: "You must know that the content on the paper ball is very simple, and I will definitely know it. But the secret of the system is still too far away. At present, I can't make a paradox with it... so time has not told me."

"That is, if I can reasonably create situations where the time paradox is likely to be generated, time will reveal some truth to me?" Brian said playfully.

"This is my own guess, and it is also the point that 'I' put forward to me at that time... I think it makes sense." He held his chin in the future.

"It seems that there are many secrets of time." Brian nodded.

"But that's why it's interesting, isn't it?"

"yes……"

The two of them were silent for a long time, and the future he suddenly said, "It's time for you to go back, Brian."

"So, goodbye." Brian looked at the time, turned the time converter hanging around his neck once, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

After another time retracement, Brian appeared in the house that he would like to ask an hour ago. He paced the house for a long time and finally sat in the armchair.

Soon after, the door opened and a familiar figure walked in.

Brian looked at the pocket watch in his hand. It was exactly the time he came in at that time, and it was no shortage of every second.

"You come sooner or later," he said with a chuckling.

...

Watching the past self disappear in front of him, Brian took out the ball of paper from his pocket and gently unfolded it.

"Interpretation of Ancient Runes" page 75, the content in it is exactly the same.

"Time..." Brian smiled, spread the paper ball seriously, and used the recovery spell to let it return to the textbook as it was.

"There are all possibilities in this twisted closed loop of time." He slowly walked out of the house of requests and yawned gently.

He slowly returned to the common room, Daphne was writing his homework absent-mindedly, and Astoria sat next to her. Daphne's eyes looked at the stone wall at the entrance from time to time, and after seeing Brian coming back, he quickly lowered his head.

Brian sat aside, spread out his parchment paper, cheered up and finished his homework for the arithmetic divination class, then said goodbye to the Daphne sisters, yawned and returned to the dormitory to rest.

"It seems that you can use the time converter to go back for two more hours and go back and have a nap, otherwise you will not be able to withstand this." Brian thought in confusion.

He fell on the bed and soon fell asleep.

After the extremely long first day of school, Brian knew that he would continue this semester. He made his schedule on parchment to ensure that he could get enough rest.

Draco stayed in the school hospital for three days before returning to class. Although Mrs. Pomfrey found that he was not seriously injured, he was still lying in the school hospital and shouting in pain, which made Mrs. Pomfrey very unhappy.

"I told my dad that he would definitely kick that stupid guy out of school." Draco said proudly. Because of Mr. Foley's operation, Mr. Malfoy was not kicked out of the school board last semester. Draco is still arrogant and treats Hogwarts as if he is the one who runs his family.

A group of Slytherin's little wizards surrounded Draco and said that his idea was very witty and made him raise his head high. In the eyes of most little snakes, Hagrid was really unpopular.

While taking potions class with Gryffindor, Draco specially prepared ingredients with Harry and Ron on a table, and said proudly: "Oh, I was almost killed by that monster. I think Hagrid is about to be laid off, and my dad is very unhappy about my injury..."

"You are pretending, Malfoy!" Harry stared at Draco in annoyedly, as if fire was about to spurt out from his emerald green eyes.

"Sir," Draco shouted to Snape, "I'm injured and need someone to help me cut the roots of these daisies..."

"Potter, cut the gang for Malfoy." Snape said without raising his head.

"There is not the arm where you are injured." Harry's face turned red. "Of course, if you are hurting your brain, just pretend I didn't say it..." He cut the root out in a few seconds, and chopped the knife on the table and made a "aggressive" sound.

"Sir, there are also these figs that need to be peeled..." Draco sneered.

"Weasley, you help Malfoy peel the figs." Snape said slackingly.

Ron looked at Draco as if he wanted to eat people. He peeled the fig skin viciously, as if he was peeling Draco's skin.

Draco proudly ordered Harry and Ron to do this and that. To Brian looked like...uh, the villain's successful face, yes, that's how Brian felt.

Daphne and Theodore were a little far away from Draco, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

At the end of class, Snape used Neville's toad to try the body-reducing potion made in Neville's class, which successfully turned it back into a tadpole. Snape said gloomyly: "Gryffindor is 10. I told you not to help him, Miss Granger."

This is the daily routine of potion classes.

In the class on protecting magical animals, Hagrid seemed to lose confidence and asked them to take care of the Flober caterpillars day after day, which was the most boring creature in the world.

"I really don't understand... This is simply a waste of life!" Theodore, who was in the same group as Brian, said with a dark face.

Brian was flipping through the alchemy book and nodded casually when he heard this. He waved his wand, letting the lettuce leaves be chopped automatically, and then slowly drilled into the Flober caterpillar's thin throat.

Compared to this boring class, the Black Magic Defense class is particularly interesting.
Chapter completed!