Chapter 832: Hogwarts a Hundred Years Ago
The golden pocket watch shimmered on the table, and through the hands and tiny gaps, one could faintly see the vibrant red glow of the Philosopher’s Stone inside.
Kyle looked at Nicolas.
"It’s already fixed?"
"The process went smoothly," Nicolas said with a smile. "Even smoother than I expected—not a single error."
That caught the attention of everyone in the room. One by one, the portraits of former headmasters leaned in, craning their necks to get a better look at the table.
"So this is the Time-Turner?" Phineas smacked his lips in curiosity.
"No kidding," Armando Dippet shot him a glance. "What else would it be, a fork?"
"I meant, can something this small really send someone back a hundred years?" For once, Phineas didn’t argue with Armando. His eyes stayed locked on the golden pocket watch.
"What, planning to use it?" Armando mocked. "Too bad portraits can’t use Time-Turners."
"Who said I wanted to use it? I’m just asking—is that a crime now?" Phineas huffed, flustered.
"It absolutely can," came a woman’s voice from behind them. "Even further back than a hundred years, if needed."
"Incredible. No wonder it’s the work of Salazar Slytherin."