Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

In the bright Entrance Hall, Harry felt that everything was becoming unreal.

He remembered the feeling of flying in the clouds. It was misty, ethereal, just like a dream.

“In the past?!” he muttered, looking at Evan with amazement. “What does this mean? I don’t understand. What happened?”

“We’ve gone back in time,” Hermione whispered, lifting the chain off Evan and Harry’s necks. “Six hours back…”

“Back in time!” Harry found his own leg and gave it a very hard pinch. It hurt a lot, which seemed to rule out the possibility that he was having a very bizarre dream.

Harry still wanted to say something, but Evan suddenly said, “Shh! Someone is coming, it should be Madam Pomfrey. We have to hide first.”

The three of them hurriedly left, running through the entrance hall, and going into the dark empty corridor. They then stopped immediately as they saw Prof. Trelawney stumbling down the stairs in front of them.

She didn’t see them. In fact, she looked very flustered as if she was hiding something.

Professor Trelawney was drunk and stumbling. She almost tripped over the stone steps underneath her feet.

“Who is it?” Hermione whispered.

“It’s Professor Trelawney!” Evan glanced out and looked: “Look at her, she should have finished that prophecy!”

“What prophecy?” Harry and Hermione asked at the same time…

“A prophecy about Voldemort, he will select a person to help him rise. With the help of the chosen one, he will gain the power that ordinary people cannot imagine, becoming stronger and more terrible than ever before!”

When they heard Voldemort’s name, the mood became gloomy.

“How could this be, how could Voldemort come back…?” Hermione said anxiously.

“This is obviously ridiculous!” Harry said. “Don’t buy it. Professor Trelawney must be talking nonsense, she is a liar! Always pretending to be mysterious, and always predicting something bad. Remember? She’s been predicting my death the whole semester.

“No, I think this is a real prophecy!” Evan was thinking about the content of the prophecy.

Since Peter Pettigrew had died, the future had changed and the way Voldemort will return would also change.

What will he do, with the help of his chosen person?

“Well, let’s not talk about this prophecy! There were so many strange things happening today, more than I have seen in the past six months.” Harry turned and looked at Hermione, eagerly asking, “I can’t believe it until now, we actually went back to the past. Hermione, where did you get that hourglass thing?”

“It’s called a Time-Turner,” Hermione whispered, “and I got it from Professor McGonagall on our first day back. I’ve been using it all year to get to all my lessons. No one knows about it except Evan and me. Professor McGonagall made me swear I wouldn’t tell anyone. She had to write all sorts of letters to the Ministry of Magic so I could have one. She had to tell them that I was a model student, and that I’d never, ever use it for anything except my studies… I’ve been turning it back so I could do hours over again, that’s how I’ve been doing several lessons at once, see?”

Hearing Hermione’s explanation, Harry nodded and hurriedly shook his head.

“What are we supposed to do now?”

“I don’t understand what Dumbledore wants us to do. Why did he tell us to go back six hours? How’s that going to help Sirius?” Hermione turned and looked at Evan’s shadowy face, and said perplexed, “Evan, do you know?”

“I have no idea what Dumbledore meant. There must be something that happened around now he wants us to change” Evan said slowly, “Think carefully, I was looking for the Marauder’s map in Professor Lupin’s office at this time. Peter Pettigrew was also there. Where were you two?”

“Six hours ago?! Hermione recalled, “We should be in the Common room. Soon after you left, the two of us were stunned by Peter Pettigrew. It was Sirius Black who saved us.”

“Then we saw Ron taking Snape into the Common room,” added Harry. “Snape had the Marauder’s map in his hand, he wanted to catch Sirius and hand him to the Dementors. But it didn’t take long before you rushed in. Hold on, it wouldn’t be…”

Harry’s eyes widened and he looked at Evan.

“Yes, that should be me coming back from the future, but not me at this time!” Evan rubbed his forehead with his left hand and continued. “I also saw you two in Professor Lupin’s office. What we should do is very clear.”

Harry and Hermione nodded, with a strange look of uneasiness and disbelief on their faces. Both of them felt that this was incredible.

The three of them were actually saved by themselves coming from the future.

“Well, I should go to the Common room now, stop Snape from catching Sirius, and you two should go to Professor Lupin’s office to save me!”

By the faint light, Evan looked at his friends. Hermione looked frightened, and Harry was eager to go.

“After that, you will stay in Professor Lupin’s office and wait for me to find you!” Evan anxiously exhorted. “Remember, don’t go to the Hall, we mustn’t be seen by ourselves.”

“Wait a minute, Evan! Pettigrew, we have to catch him.” said Harry quickly,” If we let him die or run away, there will be no change in the future compared to before we came back.”

“Leave it to me, I know what happened inside the Forbidden Forest, I will find a way to catch Peter Pettigrew.”

“But…” Hermione looked worriedly at Evan; she did not want him to return, at night, to the Forbidden Forest which was full of danger.

She was trying to imagine carthorse and small elephant sized giant spiders. Imagining how horrifying the Acromantulas would be, and remembering their description and danger rating in “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them” made her extremely worried.

To her, such a ferocious dangerous dark creature cannot be dealt with by young wizards of their age.

Still, Evan was going for it, definitely putting himself in danger.

If anything, bad happened to him…. Hermione couldn’t even imagine.

“Don’t worry, Hermione. I’ll be back safely.” Seeing how worried she was, Evan stepped forward and hugged Hermione.

Then he hugged harry too and said with a firm voice: “This time, I WILL catch Peter Pettigrew!”