This was still a typical American town.
Middle-class houses that were as neat as building blocks were lined up along the main road. There was a comfortable distance between one house and another.
There was a neatly trimmed lawn in front of each house.
There was a decent and practical car parked on the lawn, as well as one or two children playing around.
I'll cycle it 20 times between Halloween and Christmas.
I'll be able to update it to before the New Year.
When Harry woke up, he felt sore all over. He suspected that he had had too much fun the night before.
This sentence would seem more ambiguous if you read it together with Snape, who was lying next to him.
So let's keep our eyes on the candy in the living room.
They had already moved back to the small gray single-family house on the east edge of the town, and their pajamas had been changed back to the swing.
Harry guessed that everything that had happened in the past two months would be reset when the game was rebooted.
This was more troublesome. This meant that the Tadis would have to start over. But when he brushed his teeth, Harry found that the pocket watch with the timeline and the little golden snitch were still hanging around his neck. Was this a special case?
After breakfast, Harry hung up the phone with his friends one by one. Not long after,
Everyone gathered at Snape's house.
Except for Hermione,
They were more or less confused and surprised, waiting for Harry to explain what had happened.
"Ahem,
It's like this … "Harry cleared his throat and was about to speak when someone knocked on the door.
After the outermost Côte opened the door,
He found that the visitor was unexpected. "Peter? And … Kronos? "
Peter hugged the cat and panted.
He seemed to have rushed over. "I spent some time investigating Mr. Snape's original residence."
Kronos squatted in Peter's arms and looked at everyone's expressions. He shook his beard and said, "So you haven't explained to them what happened?"
Harry looked at the questioning eyes and quickly explained the time loop briefly, "So the aircraft that I asked Hank and the twins to build is actually a time machine. Unfortunately, it seems that everything returned to its original state after the time was rebooted. So we can only start over, and Mr. Stark has to contact him again …"
Some of the people present were enlightened, some were lost, and some were secretly excited like the twins. "So can we also participate in time travel? We can make the Tadis more spacious! "
"No matter how spacious it is, it can't be 'bigger inside than outside', right? And, sorry, only I can try time travel. No one can predict what will happen during this process. We have to minimize the risk. "
The twins immediately hugged each other and put on an aggrieved.
Kronos suddenly raised his claw and said, "I can go too!" He was the host of Ouroboros. In theory, he could also travel through the timeline. Peter suddenly hugged the cat nervously.
Harry still shook his head. "You can't go either. You have to stay here and be ready to receive the Oulopolos at any time." Harry looked at the icy blue cat's eyes. There was another hidden meaning in his words: if something happened during the trip, Kronos might continue to try to break the time loop on his behalf.
Although he did not say it explicitly, the sense of crisis still made everyone calm down.
Until Hermione suddenly said, "No, Harry, not everything has returned to its original state."
Everyone looked at the little witch. The brown-haired girl frowned and said, "Although the people in the town seem to have forgotten everything that happened and started to live again on November 1st, Peter still remembers us. This is the biggest loophole. Also, Harry, your necklace and my bracelet. " Hermione raised one hand. On her wrist was the Christmas gift Harry gave her, the rosebud bracelet.
Ron suddenly thought of something and said, "Harry, those paintings … are the sketches I drew for you, and they're still with me."
Everyone could think of many details that had been preserved. Hank stepped forward and picked up the phone. He skillfully dialed a number. "Hello, this is Hank. Looking for Mr. Stark... Ah, Jarvis? I'm looking for Tony... Ah, ah, is that so? Okay... "
After hanging up the phone, Hank took a deep breath and turned to the others who were waiting with bated breath. "Stark asked me if I should modify the appearance of the aircraft."
This meant that Tony had joined the Tadis manufacturing team. This was also a detail that had not been restarted.
Harry touched his chin and was puzzled. "What will be erased and what will be retained?"
Jean guessed. "Maybe, the traces of our existence will not disappear?"
"Not at all." Drac immediately retorted. Seeing that everyone was still waiting for her explanation, she said with a straight face, "Weisles once carved a gadget for me, but it has disappeared."
Ron then noticed that Drac's neck was empty. He immediately said, "I'll go back and carve another one for you. My skills are much better now!"
Then shut your mouth! Drac turned her head and did not look at him. Instead, she looked at Harry and said, "I think only the traces of Harry's existence will not disappear. For example, the sketches he provided to Weisles, the bracelet he designed for Granger, and... the aircraft he helped build. "
Harry pondered.
Hermione whispered a word, "Creation."
Others might not understand what she meant, but Harry clearly knew what Hermione was talking about. The ability of a librarian was to create, and as the current librarian, everything that Harry had helped create was preserved. This made him suddenly have a wonderful conjecture...
Seeing Harry suddenly stand up, everyone thought that he had remembered something important. However, Harry just walked around a few times and said, "Mr. Hank, Hermione, Peter, the twins, I'll have to trouble you to continue making Tadis. And Ron and Drac, you may have to continue drawing for me... "
"What about us?" Jean and Qian Huan asked.
"Aren't Jean and Qian Huan from the school newspaper? Maybe you can provide me with some convenience... "Harry clenched his fist, his green eyes full of banter." Let me leave more traces in this world. "
After a little discussion, everyone returned to the supervisor's post according to Hank's arrangement and checked for any suspicious changes around them. After everyone dispersed, Harry found that Percy was left behind, at a loss.
This was not surprising. Everyone else had their own tasks. Even Warren and Côte (this time, Hank put them in a group) had to monitor Deadpool. Only Percy had been dedicated to the cause of education since the world changed, and he had become more and more adept at it. He did not participate in the children's affairs, and he was not very familiar with Hank, so he was subtly left alone.
Harry looked at his third brother, who was at a loss, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but Percy spoke first, "Harry, can you come out and talk to me?"
Harry was taken aback, then looked at Snape and Lupin on the side. He saw one enter the study with an indifferent face, and the other slowly get up and go into the kitchen. He shrugged and said, "Let's go to the front yard."
The Land Rover in the front yard was still there, covered in dust. When Harry saw it, he couldn't help but say, "I really want to build a simple car shed."
"You can call me if you need help," Percy said.
Harry looked at the young teacher's face and found that in addition to being at a loss, there was also a trace of puzzlement and confusion. Could it be that his third brother wants to get to the bottom of this? With that in mind, the two of them walked to the long wooden bench next to the flower bed and sat down.
Percy opened his mouth a few times, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He could only hold his head and sigh softly. Harry saw the watch on his left wrist. The silver band was very simple, but through the smooth surface, he could see the pattern on the watch face. Thin flower branches wrapped around the watch face, and rice-sized rose buds and leaves very carefully occupied the one o'clock, five o'clock, seven o'clock, and eleven o'clock positions. The flower bud that represented the one o'clock point was half-open and half-hidden. Percy's initials were engraved at the bottom of the watch face.
Percy noticed Harry's gaze and glanced at his wrist. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is the Christmas present you gave me."
"But you didn't go to the Christmas ball." Harry was quite disappointed. Otherwise, he would have discovered the little secret in the present that night.
"But... this is..." Percy looked even more troubled than the young Werther. "Harry, I'm not sure this is a suitable joke... Hermione... Granger, she..."
"Do you like Hermione?" Harry interrupted his stuttering and asked directly.
The young man was stunned, and his face instantly turned red. "You shouldn't ask this kind of question! Harry, this... this is very rude... "
"I don't mean anything else." Harry spread his hands. "I just think, hey, Hermione is very smart, a bookworm, and very stubborn. Percy is also very smart, a workaholic, and his personality... well, to be fair, he's not very friendly. Maybe you two can get along? "
Hearing Harry's evaluation of his personality, Percy laughed, and then a gloomy look appeared on his thin face. "Your evaluation is very friendly. I know I'm not the friendly type of brother, not like Charlie and Bill, and not like the twins... I guess Ron often complains to you about how boring Percy is?"
"Well, he thinks that even if a joke is dancing naked in front of you, you won't recognize it," Harry said truthfully.
Percy said calmly, "At least I understand the joke."
Harry laughed. "But, to be honest, I'm probably living with the most serious person in the world, so I personally don't think this is a very important thing. The most important thing is..."
Percy raised a hand. "The most important thing is, Harry, I'm not a likable person. I feel that you, Ron, and probably Little Malfoy are all living in an adventure story, and I can't participate in it. I don't have this kind of passion, and I don't know how to be romantic. I just want to follow the path I set when I was eleven, to work in the Ministry of Magic, preferably with some real power, and finally retire with honor and dignity, and enjoy my old age. "
This sounded really depressing.
"So..." Percy looked up. "I don't know why you would make this kind of joke. But Miss Granger, she's very smart, brave, and full of passion... She's a very good girl, probably only a boy like you is suitable for her. "
Harry did not know what to say for a moment. After scratching his head, he said, "Percy, I also don't think you're very likable."
The straightforwardness still stunned Amon for a moment, and then he continued to hang his head dejectedly, pressing his hands on his knees.
"But you're not exactly an unlikable person." Harry continued. "Whenever Ron or the twins achieve something, you're happy, although they're not as close to you as they are to Bill. When Ginny is sick, you're the one who takes care of her all the time. As for your life plan that doesn't seem to be Gryffindor at all... "Harry chuckled." If there's no war... or if there's an accident like this, maybe it can be perfectly realized, and then the Weisles family can be revitalized. "
Percy did not know what Harry was trying to say now.
Harry clasped his hands in front of him, and his expression was slightly serious. "Percy, I just think that maybe you don't care how your brothers treat you, but you should care about what can make you happy other than the Ministry of Magic?" He still remembered the withered pot of rain grass.
Of course, on the day Fred died, Percy hugged him tightly and refused to let go.
Harry sighed. "Percy, I just think that you can try to relax and walk your own path."
Percy covered his face, and Harry could not see his emotions.
"Speaking of which, your evaluation of Hermione really surprised me."
"... Huh?"
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