Chapter 203: The Anomaly
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Chapter 203: The Anomaly
"The worst-case scenario?" Dumbledore asked.
"You mean the one you wrote at the end of that book?" Harry added. It was the part that unsettled him the most about that book.
"That was an idea I had a long time ago when I was pondering about the ultimate consequences of time travel..." Professor Silverbell stated.
"You talked about the limit of parallel realities and possible collapses that could occur in a distant future," Dumbledore had recently re-read that book too in advance of this meeting.
"Every time someone travels in time and changes something... even if it's something small... a new alternate reality is born. I and my colleagues could never discover why this happens, but it does... perhaps it's the universe's way of addressing the issue of having possible futures occurring at the same time. But in any case... we do know that it happens. And we also know, thanks to Arithmancy, that nothing is truly infinite... so these parallel timelines must also have a limit."
"And what happens when we reach that limit..." Dumbledore muttered. Already dreading the answer.
"There are a few possibilities... none of them good. Realities will start to collide with each other. Perhaps only enough to make more room, but perhaps a chain reaction would commence, and then it will continue until only one timeline is left, or... none."
"That's a grim picture..." Dumbledore said.
"But according to you... that was not supposed to happen until a very distant future," Harry pointed out what he said in the book.
"Indeed... I did my calculations back then and I'm still confident in them. If we kept abusing time travel at the same rate, we should have maybe three or four hundred years before a collapse event occurred. Or it should have been that way at least..." The professor said.
Harry said that he wasn't feeling well and went separate ways.
He had heard more than enough from Professor Silverbell already, and if there were some important findings, Dumbledore would inform him.
Instead, Harry walked all the way to the Room of Requirements.
When he entered, the room was still changing shapes.
"Ha... even you can't give me what I need. Just give me the usual training room. I need to test some things."
The Room of Requirements changed again, this time creating a large empty space with a dozen training dummies all around him.
"At least my headache is gone..." He actually was starting to feel great now.
There was no pain anywhere in his body.
He took off the black robes he was wearing, leaving himself only with the underwear from yesterday.
"Definitely a shower and some change of clothes after this..."
Harry examined his body very closely.
It was strange... the effects from yesterday's ritual should have gone. Morgana had to remove it completely to save his life.
"So why do I still have the effects?" The muscles on his body were much larger and more densely packed. They felt tough like iron to the touch.
"And..." He glanced at the most distant dummy and was still able to pick up all the details of the design and could even see the wood grain despite being over sixty feet away (18mt).
"And I'm not wearing my glasses... what is going on with me?" He could see much better than when he used his enchanted glasses.
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