Chapter 245: Doctor's Time

"Why don't you call him to leave?" Voldemort suddenly said.

"I can protect him well," Deng Buliduo flicked a spell and used that confident tone again. "By the way, defeat you."

"Do you think you can still scare me? Old thing," Voldemort shouted. "You are already old, you are getting weaker, you will die!"

"I won't die," Deng Buliduo shot a red light calmly. Voldemort frowned and dodged.

"Good, now the gun is in hand. I have seven bullets, but only the first one has the best effect. I have to aim and find an opportunity," Harry kept saying to himself. He seemed to be really aiming at Voldemort, but in fact, he didn't bring a gun today at all.

"Bang." Harry made an onomatopoeia in his mouth, and then Voldemort immediately added an Iron-Shield Charm to himself. Although no bullet was fired, Deng Buliduo seized this opportunity, took a breath, and confronted Voldemort again.

The wound on Deng Buliduo's left hand had healed. He was not in a hurry to pick up the half palm he had cut off.

"Do you think playing tricks is useful?" Voldemort shouted angrily. "I will continue to suppress Deng Buliduo. He fights weaker and weaker, and I fight stronger and stronger. You have no means anymore, you little brat!"

A deflected spell hit Harry's head. He hurriedly turned over to avoid being hit by the falling bricks.

What other way, what other way... Harry thought anxiously.

Suddenly, a whisper appeared in his ear, it seemed to be Zhang Qiu chanting, but it was mixed with the sound of the wind. In his weakness, Harry heard the sound of the wind clearly. That was not the wind howling; that was the sound of the TARDIS braking.

Harry couldn't help but get excited. For him now, this sound represented hope.

"I told you not to keep stepping on the brakes, idiot!" An old voice came.

"But don't you think this howling sound is very good to hear?" Harry distinguished that it was Barty Jr.'s voice.

"No, the timetable is locked, can only go to this point," an unfamiliar voice said. Harry felt that what he heard was the discussion of the Doctors.

"The space table can still move, but there is an anti-Apparition ward there, we can't land."

"I say, the timetable can't move, did one of you break her?"

"We should go back to before the final!"

"I said the timetable can't move, let's go directly to the scene!"

"Who tells me how to break through the anti-Apparition ward? Let's drive her directly to the final battle scene!"

"Can't land, I'm still circling in time and space, the anti-Apparition ward blocked the TARDIS!"

"Calm down, what is the principle of the anti-Apparition ward, who tells me?"

"Disperse your magic vortex, the dispersed magic power is not enough to complete the teleportation. To break through the anti-Apparition ward, at least one hundred and twenty people must participate in the ritual!"

"One hundred and twenty people concentrate magic power, use enough magic power to break the ward, that's how it is, thank you, Doctor." "You're welcome, Doctor."

"But how did the Dark Lord come? He should have broken the ward."

"Who knows, probably flew over manually."

"Hey, hey, everyone listen to me, what is the principle of the Time-Moment?" Barty Jr.'s voice was exceptionally clear. "Time potential energy is converted into magic power, right? Then have you noticed..."

"You are really a smart little brat." "My god, I didn't think of that!" "Are you talking about—"

"... we are actually driving the same TARDIS!"

"Hi, hi, Harry!" Barty Jr.'s avatar suddenly appeared in front of Harry, but it was a bit blurry.

"We are going to drive the TARDIS to the same point and smash the anti-Apparition ward," he said. "But we can't determine which point it is. The TARDIS's positioning function has always had errors."

"So I need you, stick your wand into the ground," Barty Jr. waved his two hands, describing the Doctors' plan. "Time-Moment, it's like a lighthouse, do you understand? We determined the coordinates of the Time-Moment, so we can use the tracking function to calibrate. Hold on, we'll be there soon."

Voldemort looked at Harry suspiciously. He felt unspeakable joy, but this silly boy just stuck his wand into the ground, and he felt a bit puzzled.

"I'm already on the way," suddenly another avatar jumped out. It was an old man with gray hair.

Twelve avatars appeared one after another beside Harry. Harry was too busy to identify them. After several unfamiliar old men, he saw the man wearing a long scarf. He helped him once in the first year.

Then there were several others. A person with big ears flashed by. Harry saw Barty Jr., and also saw the head of the judging panel, Prince Mountbatten, but he seemed much younger. Then, he was surprised to find that the twelfth Doctor was actually the marble merchant Donna liked most.

"I'm ready" "He must not have thought of this" "Let's go" "Charge!"

Harry couldn't help but hold his breath. The howling sound became louder and louder. Voldemort couldn't help but look here. A blue police telephone booth was gradually turning from virtual to real. However, Harry's eyes suddenly froze. He saw a crack appear on this time machine.

"Time-Moment." Zhang Qiu's voice suddenly sounded. Harry didn't think much, took three steps and made two, and reached out to pull his wand out. He had already grabbed the tail of the wand—

Then, he only saw a dazzling golden light. Harry couldn't help but close his eyes, and then he felt his body being thrown high, and then fell down for a long time as if he had been cast a Levitation Charm.

Harry finally heard the sound. He felt his eardrums were broken, and his whole head was buzzing. He couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, but his hands seemed a bit disobedient.

I don't know how long it took, or maybe it didn't take long. Harry found himself floating in the air. The TARDIS in front of him had completely exploded, but the fragments of the explosion were still floating in the air.

Harry was a bit confused. Even if he was blown away, it was impossible to keep flying in the sky, right? As soon as he thought this, he fell down immediately, and his two feet stepped on the ground.

When the explosion happened, the TARDIS seemed to be just an ordinary police telephone booth. What was blown out were old wooden boards, painted with white-blue paint.

The twelve Doctors were also blown away. They were suspended in the air, motionless. In a slightly farther place, Voldemort kept a look of astonishment, and Deng Buliduo's face also carried suspicion, but they were all completely static like the Doctors.

Harry looked back. He could have returned to the magic tower through the rubble-filled corridor, but now, what he saw was only a piece of white fog.

Harry couldn't help but walk out along the corridor. This place was very similar to the afterlife, white, and nothing could be seen.

"This is, what's going on." Harry couldn't help but mutter.

The Time-Moment in his hand still emitted a little warmth, but Harry instinctively felt that this warmth might not last too long.

"That moment," a voice came from behind. "The prophecy might refer to this moment."

Harry looked back. Barty Jr. was holding a pocket watch and standing steadily on the ground.

"You don't have to be nervous, Harry. Although the plan had some deviations, it's generally easy to handle," he said. "As you can see, because of some accidental reasons, or rather, improper operation, the TARDIS exploded."

"You call driving the same TARDIS from twelve different time points to the same point at the same time, and smashing an anti-Apparition ward, improper operation?" Harry gradually understood what had just happened. "Then I think it's strange if it doesn't explode."

"Don't worry, Harry. How should I put it, the TARDIS has exploded once before," Barty Jr. said. "But we fixed it. You don't have to be so nervous."

"But what's going on with these people?" Harry pointed to those who were frozen, including Voldemort and Deng Buliduo, and other Doctors.

"Uh, let me explain to you. Actually, the explosion of the TARDIS is the same as the explosion of the Time-Moment. Both are because time potential energy is too late to be converted into magic power, and it is the dissipation of time potential energy that causes the explosion. Or you can use physical knowledge to construct a concept of 'time kinetic energy', although

"Time Instant Moment," Harry glanced at the object in his hand, "it stores a month's worth of temporal potential energy; can I still be active for a month?"

"It doesn't necessarily calculate that way; in short, there will be a period of time, and I only have three hours," Barty Jr. said, "The creation of a Time Instant Moment is extremely difficult. I tried to replicate it, but failed. This counterfeit can only store three hours at most."

"Three hours or a month," Harry shook his head with some bitterness, "does it mean that once the time is up, we will just be frozen?"

"Yes," Barty Jr. nodded, "but don't worry. As long as someone organizes a ritual to pull us out before then, we can return to the real world."

"Is that so?" Harry felt a bit strange. He glanced again at the frozen figures, "You look like you were prepared for this?"

"Not exactly. It's just because the TARDIS exploded once before, so the Department of Mysteries knows about this situation," Barty Jr. said, "We have organized that space-time return ritual; it's actually not difficult. Ollivander should be able to bring us back."

"He will try to pull back everyone who has been frozen. For those who have already solidified, the retrieval ritual cannot move them," Barty Jr. revealed a hint of sadness at the right moment, "but for the two of us, as long as we respond to that call, we can go back."