Chapter 347 Time Gap

In the bar decorated with a strong classical style, the simple kerosene lamps and candles burn and emit a slightly pungent smell. The pine wine barrel behind the bar emits a complex fermentation aroma to cover up the burning smell. It is bitter, sweet, and slightly sour...

Muggles and wizards were standing or sitting in various positions, and there was constant chatter and clear clinking of glasses.

In such a harmonious and weird bar hall, several time travelers and the bar owner looked at each other.

Loren and others looked at Daisy Doddridge in shock. Snape and Professor Flitwick quickly stepped forward and stared at her warily.

"Dear guests, please don't worry." Daisy said in a cheerful tone, "I am the only one who can see you here."

Loren and Hermione looked around. The guests in the bar were still chatting and drinking among themselves, and they were completely invisible.

Professor McGonagall patted Snape and Flitwick and told them to relax. He looked at the bar owner with some hesitation and asked: "Ms. Daisy Doddridge, the founder of the Leaky Cauldron, you seem to know Our origin?”

"The founder of the Leaky Cauldron?" Daisy's eyes lit up for a moment, then quickly calmed down, "Oh, I mean it came in a time storm. The movement was so big that it was hard not to notice."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall, who had always been calm, showed some surprise in his eyes: "It sounds like you understand the bad luck we have encountered. Forgive us for not figuring it out yet. We... have some questions and I want to ask you for help."

"It's too messy here, let's talk inside."

Daisy reached out and motioned for them to go behind the bar. After exchanging a few glances, the three professors reached an agreement and headed in that direction.

Loren and Hermione also exchanged a few glances. The two of them stood close together and walked towards the small door behind the bar under the protection of the professors.

They had been here before. The brick wall in the small courtyard behind the Leaky Cauldron was the door to the magical world. The little Muggle-born wizard was deeply impressed by this place, and Professor McGonagall, who was in charge of welcoming new students, was also impressed.

But the Leaky Cauldron, which was just built in the early 16th century, was not what they were familiar with. There were only low sloping earth and stone walls behind it, and various empty wine barrels were stored under the hay shed supported by wooden sticks, as well as some scrapped tables, chairs and benches.

In the mottled white-green crystal lampshade, the quietly burning fire gave off a faint light.

Daisy didn't use her wand, but just waved her hand casually, and several pairs of intact tables and chairs jumped out, forming a long temporary table for entertaining guests.

She sat down first, then summoned a few wooden wine glasses and a pot of mead. After pouring it for several people, she took a sip first and narrowed her eyes in contentment: "Please sit down, guests... You guys Did the Leaky Cauldron of the era also have empty barrels piled here?”

Professor McGonagall calmly pressed Loren and Hermione's shoulders, motioning them not to move or speak: "Ms. Doddridge, please forgive us for not being able to reveal any future events, as that may have serious consequences."

"It's so rigid, even more rigid than Principal Derwent!" Daisy muttered dissatisfied, "You don't have to worry at all. Although I don't know how you launched the time storm, this is not history, even if you put it here Even if it explodes, it won’t affect the future.”

Professor McGonagall frowned tightly: "What do you mean?"

"It's very complicated to explain." Daisy pressed her head with both hands and looked like she had a headache. "In words you can understand, time is not a continuous whole. Someone used the sand of time in the hourglass to complete a magic ritual. , completely separates this day from the river of time.”

"Separation?" Professor McGonagall repeated in a puzzled tone.

"Yes, separation."

The woman in brown cloth looked down at the mead in the wooden wine glass. The brewing process in the 16th century was still very crude. The wine was not clear and even a little turbid. All kinds of unnamed suspended matter floated and sank in the wine glass.

Different from the various noises in the bar, there was no emotion in her voice, like a meaningless sigh: "You know the Seamless Stretch Spell, you can use the Seamless Stretch Charm to create a personal space that you can carry with you." , and the function of that magic ritual is to create a private time without any impact on the real world."

Ms. Doddridge's words set off huge waves in the hearts of the three professors, and they cut off one day from the long river of time as their private time. What an amazing feat!

"Private time?" Loren had a vague suspicion in his mind.

private time?

No, private prisons are just fine. Repeating the same day thousands of times will make even the happiest memories boring and boring, and can even drive people crazy.

Who imprisoned the owner of the Leaky Cauldron on this day? Are there others imprisoned in the same way...

Thinking along this line of thought, Loren's look at Ms. Doddridge suddenly became a little subtle.

The thoughts of the outsiders kept surging, but Daisy didn't seem to care what they thought at all. After finishing the mead in the cup and putting the cup down, she turned back into the dedicated bartress and smiled softly. "Is there anything I can do for you, dear guests?"

Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and said slowly: "We want to go back to our own time, Ms. Doddridge, is there anything you can do?"

"It's easy. Under normal circumstances, the magic power of the Sands of Time cannot activate and maintain the time storm. As long as the excess magic power is consumed, you can go back."

"The Sands of Time...excess magic?" Professor McGonagall repeated in a low voice, recalling the last scene they had seen in real time.

The hourglass shell on the time turner was broken by the bone knife, and the red powder fell into the sand of time along the gap...

Seeing Snape slightly nodding towards her, Professor McGonagall felt confident and immediately asked: "Madam, how can we... how can we use up the excess magic power?"

"Time is good, just spend it." Daisy got up and walked towards the empty wine barrels, rummaging through the empty wine barrels while saying, "Go back to the time when you existed, wait for time to pass from you, and spend it." Go back when you are done with it.”

Loren, Hermione and the three professors looked at each other with confusion and surprise, and couldn't make up their minds for a moment.

"Ah, I found it!" Daisy pulled out a large, strange-shaped wine barrel and pushed it over.

This is a wine barrel made of spliced ​​oak boards. The gaps are inlaid with thin silver plates and fixed with rivets. It looks like it was made by fairies and has a somewhat rough aesthetic.

There are still 2k left in the early morning [whisper bb]