[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring":3,"chapter-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-169":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting at Hogwarts, Logging into Elden Ring",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1496393,1944,"Chapter 169: — Confirming Their Relationship, the Power of Time","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-169",169,"\u003Cp>Hermione's love for him seemed to manifest as a form of mental resonance between the two of them. Arthur was certain that Hermione could now sense his shock just as clearly as he could feel her emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were likely other effects as well—but Arthur didn't have the leisure to investigate them right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was in complete turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione… had fallen in love with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to admit that, deep down, he had entertained a bit of a \"raising\" mindset—but Hermione was still just a teenager. In Arthur's eyes, she was firmly in the raising phase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet somehow, this girl had matured on her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, her mind had matured—her body, however, had not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This development was entirely outside Arthur's expectations. At this moment, he desperately wished his system had a favorability interface, just so he could see exactly how high Hermione's affection level was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without such a feature, judging by the emotions resonating in his heart, her affection was clearly hovering near the maximum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was not the time to be distracted by such thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur could feel fear rising from Hermione's side—fear born from his prolonged silence. She was beginning to worry that he might reject her feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur gently stroked her fur and spoke softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silly girl… have you really thought this through? I already have a fiancée.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione lifted her head in his arms and looked at him seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've thought about it very carefully. You're too outstanding, Arthur—you were never going to belong to just one person. Since that's the case, I'd rather secure a position closer to the front.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This way of thinking wasn't unique to Hermione.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penelope likely thought the same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione even suspected that the unfathomable Luna might share similar thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur lightly tapped Hermione on the head and laughed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So in your eyes, your cousin is just that much of a philanderer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione stuck out her tongue in her cat form. At the same time, the heavy stone weighing on her heart finally fell away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew—Arthur had accepted her feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was extremely grateful that she was in her Animagus form right now. If she'd been human, she might not have had the courage to say those words aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright,\" Arthur said, regaining his composure. \"We've spent enough time here. Let's move on to the next room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had lingered here far longer than planned, and Arthur still hadn't achieved his real objective for the night. If they delayed any longer, dawn would break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next room they entered was filled with clocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandfather clocks, wall clocks, pocket watches—large and small, every kind imaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ticking of countless mechanisms filled the room, like the synchronized march of soldiers—orderly, rhythmic, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, dazzling lights—brilliant as cut diamonds—leapt and danced through the air. The spectacle was even more breathtaking than the planetary chamber they had visited earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the far end of the room stood a towering, bell-shaped crystal glass enclosure, as tall as an adult. It rested on a table, filled with a constantly churning, luminous stream of shimmering mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside floated a tiny, jewel-like egg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft crack, the egg split open, and a hummingbird emerged. Carrying the broken shell, it slowly drifted upward with the current—then descended again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it fell, the bird's vibrant feathers gradually dulled. By the time it reached the bottom, it slipped back into the egg, and the cracks sealed themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cycle repeated endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Time Chamber—the place where the Ministry stored Time-Turners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Time-Turners were Arthur's true goal tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a miraculous force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Unspeakables, this chamber existed to study grand questions like exploring the past and glimpsing the future. In the end, their conclusion was simple: grasp the present—because the past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be reached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But was that really the truth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the Unspeakables had never truly mastered time. They merely played clumsily with it through Time-Turners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those who toy with time are inevitably toyed with in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone truly mastered time… could the past and future be altered?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur didn't know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was about to become someone who wielded time itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was a form of special power, and by all logic, it should be absorbable—just like the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Arthur possessed the Zen Garden, where he could freely adjust time flow, that did not mean he had mastered time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only control time within the Zen Garden. Outside of it, he could merely sense time's presence—not command it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he'd detected the time power embedded in Hermione's Time-Turner, Arthur had wanted to come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was a power no one could resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze fell upon a glass cabinet filled with countless hourglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single one of them was a Time-Turner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur could hardly wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before beginning, he had Hermione leave the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't sure what effects absorbing time might cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were simple acceleration—rapid aging—that could be managed. With the Philosopher's Stone, lifespan wasn't a concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he feared was temporal turbulence—being flung into some unknown era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Arthur explained everything to Hermione, including the possible risks, and asked her to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though worried, Hermione obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that once Arthur made up his mind, nothing could stop him. All she could do was avoid interfering—and silently pray for his safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Hermione had gone, Arthur began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He first dismantled every protective and alarm enchantment the Ministry had placed here, ensuring nothing would trigger an alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he opened the cabinet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out one hourglass and shattered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sand spilled out—but instead of falling to the floor, it faded midair and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Arthur felt time around him accelerate violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second outside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several months within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, his thoughts weren't affected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind experienced one second, while his body endured months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words—his body aged by months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like time itself was punishing him for destroying the Time-Turner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ordinary human would have starved to death long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Arthur had already reached the level of a demigod. Eating was no longer a necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was profoundly grateful he'd sent Hermione away. Had she remained, she would've been reduced to bones in moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the result pleased him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He confirmed that the Time-Turner's effect came from the sand itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sand was time power given physical form. Once freed from its container, it rapidly dispersed—producing the terrifying effects he'd just experienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that understanding, Arthur hesitated no longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shattered every single hourglass and activated his ability, absorbing the time sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur overestimated himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, he hadn't realized that even a demigod's body had limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time ever while absorbing special energy, he felt saturation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body could not absorb any more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet a portion of time sand remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant it would disperse naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur's body began to age at an extreme rate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For ordinary people, this would be called aging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Arthur, it could only be called growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A normal young man would turn into a withered old corpse in under half a minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthur endured it for over a minute—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Equivalent to two to three hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the remaining time sand finally vanished, Arthur examined himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had grown several centimeters taller—now standing at roughly 180 cm, fully adult in appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By physical age alone, he should've been long dead. No ordinary human could survive centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for a demigod, bodily growth meant greater power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his height increased, the strength within him grew denser and more profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only pity—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ranni had been in the Zen Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She'd missed a perfect opportunity for growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To read 90+ future chapters, head over to Patreon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FWhiteDevil7554\u003C\u002Fp>",1304,"2026-06-06T04:19:46.381Z",1,"novelbin.me","0eac8fb68eca8dc1ab4fcc046de9496159cd3b21e78fb5973c9f20e0400aa71d","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-170","starting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-chapter-168",281,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-at-hogwarts-logging-into-elden-ring-cover.jpg"]