[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-war-at-hogwarts":3,"chapter-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-133":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard War at Hogwarts",{"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},2358106,4612,"Chapter 133: Hermione","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-133",133,"\u003Cp>Before restarting their journey, Harry was deeply curious about Hermione’s actions; he knew there were three classes that morning: Arithmancy, Divination, and Muggle Studies. Perhaps Hermione intended to use the Time-Turner to attend all three in succession, but Harry had no idea in what order she planned to take them, nor when she intended to attend her later Transfiguration class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for Hermione, such an ordinary morning was nearly an entire day—she would surely be starving. So if he wanted to talk to her, the best time was after she ate, during her lunch break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry waited in a cabinet beside the Great Hall, emerging from the TARDIS only after his past self and Ron had left, then stood along Hermione’s inevitable path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Harry?” Hermione spotted him as she exited the Great Hall. “Isn’t Ron with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I’m not the Harry of today.” Harry blinked. “We’re doing something similar.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Did Professor McGonagall give you a Time-Turner too?” Hermione whispered. “How are you organizing your schedule? I’m already overwhelmed by this morning alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Schedule?” Harry paused, then realized that for a time traveler, clarity of mind and a well-planned strategy were essential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I mean, I didn’t sign up for so many classes,” Harry said. “I probably can’t help you much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That seems to be the case.” Hermione’s eyes instantly sharpened with suspicion. “Then why do you have a Time-Turner? And Professor McGonagall never mentioned you to me—she only suggested I ask Percy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because my… travel has nothing to do with Professor McGonagall. It was directly authorized by the Ministry of Magic.” Harry explained as they walked. “It concerns a plan against the Dark Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course you all are like this,” Hermione said, sounding disappointed. “Every time I think I’m working hard, you’re doing something far more meaningful than studying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm down, Hermione,” Harry comforted her. “We’re not doing any better than you. Whether it’s me or Neville—weren’t you just talking about Neville? We’re all just being carried forward by fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate?” Hermione blinked in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. If not for a prophecy made over a decade ago—that we would possess the power to defeat the Dark Lord—the Dark Lord would never have gone to such lengths to hunt us down. Neither I nor Neville would be so obsessed with defeating him because of our blood feud.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t have a choice either,” Hermione said, lips pressed tight. “I’m a Muggle-born. The Dark Lord will target me. Ron might still have the option to pretend ignorance, but I must resist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I have nothing,” Hermione added, her voice tinged with self-loathing. “No one will help me. All I can do is study hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hermione, I never intended to drag you into this,” Harry said slowly. “You’re brilliant and hardworking—you could succeed anywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Hermione’s puzzled gaze, Harry explained, “You could apply to university, return to the Muggle world. The Dark Lord won’t pursue you that far.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Would you be willing?” Hermione countered. “After experiencing the wonders of magic, could you really be content just being a Muggle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, of course you would—you’re the heir to the Earl of Grantham,” Hermione snapped. “Unlike me, if I went back now, I might not even be qualified to become a dentist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was left speechless. He felt as if he were meeting Hermione for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You all come from such grand backgrounds— the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, the disciple of some mysterious lord,” Hermione said bitterly. “Maybe I’m not even worthy to be your friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Hermione ran off, Harry rushed forward and grabbed her robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait,” he said urgently. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely because you’re our friend, Neville and I wanted to keep you out of danger,” Harry pleaded. “But if you’re willing to fight alongside us, I’d be glad to have you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what can I do? Just say pretty words.” Hermione constantly swung between self-doubt and arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Muggle-born status is your greatest advantage,” Harry recalled his earlier conclusion. “In the wizarding world, pure blood doesn’t just mean lineage—it means concentrated capital. Muggle-borns are the natural proletariat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Neville and I aren’t pure enough in class standing to be suitable leaders,” Harry said. “The Dark Lord persecutes Muggle-borns—but you can rally them, unite them, lead them in resistance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Hermione’s confused gaze, Harry patiently explained the strategy he had already considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Muggle-borns are numerous, yet lack a unified voice. You can lead them to speak up for their own interests, make others realize this force cannot be ignored—perhaps then the Dark Lord will dare not continue his persecution. But if he insists on pressing forward, we can together crush his ambitions utterly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You make a lot of sense,” Hermione nodded. “Actually, Donald suggested I go to America—he said the American magical congress is trying to open a magical university called Miskatonic University.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was surprised—he’d never heard of this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I’ve decided not to go,” Hermione said seriously. “I’ll stay in Britain and rally all Muggle-borns to fight oppression. Thank you for your advice—I didn’t know how to keep up with everyone, but now I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry thought staying to fight wasn’t necessarily better than going to university, but he didn’t say so. Perhaps, even if Hermione had already given up on small romantic hopes, she still cherished these friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I just wanted to ask about your secret to taking so many classes at once,” Harry said lightly. “Didn’t expect us to talk about all this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time-Turner,” Hermione whispered. “Professor McGonagall told me it was lent to Hogwarts by the Ministry of Magic—only a very few students are eligible to use it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It lets me go back in time. McGonagall advised me not to exceed four hours—and of course, I’ve never told anyone about this.” Hermione pulled out a device like a necklace. “You said you’re not the Harry of today—does that mean your Time-Turner is larger, capable of going back to yesterday?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I went back a year, Hermione,” Harry smiled. “But I’d rather not tell you too much about what hasn’t happened yet. One thing is certain—you passed all your exams. So keep going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Harry. I need to plan my usage better—can’t keep ending up so exhausted like today,” Hermione said. “Now I’m off to Care of Magical Creatures—might run into today’s you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. I should go too,” Harry waved goodbye, then stepped back into the TARDIS.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A girl using a Time-Turner,” the Doctor’s voice held a hint of nostalgia. “You probably won’t believe this, but I used one when I was in school too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe the Ministry of Magic wouldn’t give the TARDIS to someone with no experience,” Harry teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, right. Let’s move on to the next stop. This time, I suggest you stay in the cabinet and don’t go out,” the Doctor pushed the lever. “Off we go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The TARDIS shuddered slightly, then settled into stillness. Harry felt they had arrived. He looked up at the counter above the console: it read November 1st.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, sorry,” the Doctor squinted at the counter. “I meant to go back to last night, to see how Sirius tried to sneak into the dorms—but the brakes seem broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter. Since we’re here, let’s take a look,” Harry walked to the exit and peered through the door crack. They had stopped in an empty classroom—Hermione was walking in with Neville.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry said you’ve been wanting to talk to me,” Hermione said calmly. “But why didn’t you just come to me directly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve got this…” Neville looked torn. “It’s kind of embarrassing, so I didn’t want to ask—but it’s about something important.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you hesitating about?” Hermione smiled. “Aren’t we good friends? Whatever it is, just ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.” Neville took a deep breath. “I want to know how you’re appearing in all your elective classes at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not trying to pry,” Neville rushed to explain before Hermione could answer. “I saw another version of myself. I need this spell—he saved Zhang Qiu’s life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should know what it is,” Hermione replied ambiguously. “You think it’s still possible, right? You’re certain it’s not a clone or Polyjuice Potion, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I trust my instincts,” Neville said firmly. “If you’re using clones or Polyjuice Potion, I’ll find another way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright. I think we’re talking about the same thing,” Hermione said, again revealing her Time-Turner. “But I’m not using a spell to go back in time. This is a small device—it can only rewind four hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Four hours?” Neville blinked. “So… the spell must be mine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What spell?” Hermione asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d like to borrow this device, just to experience the sensation of time reversal,” Neville said. “Just once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then this Thursday. We’ll go to the Forbidden Forest—no one will know.” Hermione sighed. “If you hadn’t said you needed it to save Zhang Qiu’s life, I promised McGonagall I wouldn’t tell anyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1482,"2026-06-21T04:54:27.874Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7a1e11e9bcb4bec511800048846af2dd34906086f6dbdcd780d811b4db83fe58","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-134","wizard-war-at-hogwarts-chapter-132",528,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-war-at-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]