Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 135 A Year of Disaster

Many years ago, Voldemort noticed Toby, who was still a student, and sent someone to forcibly recruit him-this method of recruitment has always been mandatory, either to join Voldemort's forces, or to be targeted by the other party.

Among the Death Eaters who came to hunt Toby was Lucius Malfoy, his right-hand man.

Little Toby at that time was not strong enough to deal with such a large number of enemies, he could only run away.It was dangerous, and when he was almost caught, he was rescued by the Longbottoms and hid in their newlywed house, where he was well taken care of.

This whole thing happened during the break at the end of Year [-], the year the OWL exams ended.

It was a disastrous year.

And Toby almost became a truly evil wizard during this year.

"Oh please, Alice."

Toby's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable: "I had just finished the fifth grade at that time, and I was just an inconspicuous student, and what I said was unbelievable, even I would find it ridiculous. Don't forget, you are still pure-blood wizards. If I would think about destroying you, I wouldn't try to save you. Besides, have you already thought about your future life path when you were in the fifth grade? away."

However, the worry in Alice's eyes became deeper.

Frank explained with an embarrassing expression: "To tell you the truth, Alice and I just decided to become Aurors in the fifth grade, and it was also at that time that we discussed how to fight against the forces of the mysterious man. And neither of us Considering how well you were able to hide in Slytherin, we thought you were just a bullied Muggle-born until then—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Toby quickly stopped Frank's rambling: "Don't mention the past, I was only five years at that time—well, I was not yet an adult at that time."

He quickly changed his excuse, and at the same time patted his pocket twice, the Al inside turned around in disgust, but it still jumped out immediately: "Ah!"

Alice hurriedly caught Al: "How can you bring Xixiu to the hospital?"

"It's called Al, it's not a normal sniff." Toby explained, his eyes kept flicking in Frank's direction.

Frank immediately understood, and there was a sense of helplessness in his tone: "Ah, Al, it's really clever, a Nixie, how great, honey, we're going to buy one for Neville—"

Alice glanced over, and Frank immediately changed his mind and said, "Forget it, toad is pretty good, although it is a bit old-fashioned, it will be looked down upon by classmates, and no one likes toad, but who cares?"

Toby suddenly seemed to remember some joke: "Severus certainly wouldn't think so. His greatest wish when he was in school was to have a toad of his own, which could help him experiment with potions and spells."

"Is there such a thing?" Alice couldn't help asking with interest.

After seeing her like this, Toby breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Of course it's true!" he said firmly.

After having Al as a palliative, the atmosphere in the ward became cheerful again, and Alice no longer asked those "inappropriate" questions. She was amazed by Al's juggling, watching it constantly Do somersaults on the floor, or perform some difficult acting skills, it looks so lifelike.

Even Alice's mind loosened when Al played Headmaster Dumbledore and put on the half-moon glasses.

"If Niffler is as interesting as Al, it doesn't seem out of the question to buy one for Neville."

Al stumbled, and he sat down on the floor, stopped performing, and began to munch on the multi-flavored beans.

Toby and Frank were chatting, and soon mentioned the wand that Frank left Neville.

"I don't even have a wand now."

Frank spread his hands and said, "I hope Mr. Ollivander won't blame me for this incident—by the way, I also want to thank you for buying Neville that wand, which seems to have helped him a lot. "

"It's nothing." Toby said: "There is one more thing. Have you figured out what to do after you leave the hospital? Are you going back to the Ministry of Magic?"

Frank and Alice looked at each other.

"We haven't made up our mind yet." Alice said hesitantly: "We have considered whether to go back to be an Auror, but Neville... We all feel that we should not leave Neville. He has endured too much alone, and the war is too much. It's over, we—"

"No." Toby interrupted suddenly: "The war is not over yet. I am not sure about the status of the mysterious man, but he should still be alive, or he may not be completely dead."

He gave an overview of what had happened at school last term, including Voldemort's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Frank frowned, but relaxed when he heard that Neville had been involved in the incident.

"As expected of our son." He said gently to Alice, "I knew he would achieve something."

Alice was just thankful that Neville hadn't really been hurt. She asked Toby, "What about you, Toby? To think that's something you'd do is so out of character"

"To be precise, it is to teach students ancient magic, and Hogwarts is also a castle with a long history." Toby smiled: "This is completely different from simply being a professor. Besides, I have to wait I'm going to be the next school principal."

"Dumbledore won't agree." Frank immediately shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about Headmaster McGonagall, I'd rather believe that he will pass on the headmaster's position to Snape, and he won't pass it on to you."

"This is really shocking." Toby smacked his mouth twice: "In short, I am here to recruit you. Come and work for my newspaper. The salary is negotiable."

"Wow." Frank said in surprise: "It's not easy for you to live until now, but you can still make money? It shouldn't be easy to cooperate with goblins."

"It's not easy." Toby sighed and nodded, "Over the years, at most, I've earned a lot of gold for magic books."

When he said the approximate amount of gold that would be put into "The Quibbler", Alice was completely shocked, and Frank was also shocked: "Could it be that you really gave the pure-blood family's treasury to—?"

"Nothing." Toby quickly waved his hand and said, "It's not the time to officially become an enemy, and I haven't made any plans to become an enemy of the goblin. I still have a lot of things in the vault."

"You know, Toby." Frank's face became more and more complicated: "Sometimes you don't need to be so honest with us, I would rather you not say anything."

"Then I'll make a long story short." Toby briefly stated the reason for the need for a highly capable wizard, and then he asked the two of them for their opinions: "What do you think?"

Frank's performance was even more shocking than before: "How can it be possible to do so many changing spells? Even the "Daily Prophet" doesn't need so many special pages."

"It's very simple." A magic ball floated out of Toby's pocket: "Just relying on this little guy is enough, although it will be a little troublesome, but it is not impossible to complete - the magic circle, it will be in the new version of "Singing Played a crucial role in The Quibbler. At that time I will make three master books, one for Mr. Lovegood and one for the two of you. As insurance, I will hold the last one. I only need to change the The above content can affect all sub-version magic books."

"The method sounds very common, but is this magic ball really so magical?"

Frank gestured with his eyes, but Toby didn't generously let him hold it in his hand for inspection, but carefully protected it.

"There was a small accident with the magic ball, which was caused by the mysterious person. It used to be attached to it, and now it can no longer cast the magic circle of the seven-pointed star. I haven't figured out how to fix it yet. Unless you know what its real material is. What can be determined today is only related to living things. This is a very large range, mysterious ancient magic”

The more Toby talked, the more self-forgetful he became. Frank and Alice exchanged a helpless look. They were all too familiar with this scene—it was often like this when little Toby lived in their house.

After staring at the magic ball in silence for a while, Toby finally came back to his senses.

"Then—" he smiled at the two of them, "What do you guys think?"

"Well," Frank hesitated, "maybe you should give us more time to think about it—I mean, this sounds like a very critical position, and we don't want you to waste your gold."

"Then it's settled!"

Toby stood up suddenly, and he held out a palm to Frank.

Al didn't continue to pretend to be decadent anymore, he shook his body with a solemn expression, and stretched out a paw at Alice.

"Oh——" Alice felt that her heart was about to melt, and she stretched out two fingers to shake with Al: "It's so cute, doesn't Al have brothers and sisters or something like that?"

"ah!"

Al quickly pulled his paw back, and it ran to Toby's shoulder without looking back, got into the collar and refused to come out.

After seeing his wife agreeing, Frank didn't continue to shirk anymore. He held Toby's hand helplessly: "I still think your decision is a little impulsive. You haven't even worked in a newspaper for such a large amount of money." Experience. Do you really think The Quibbler won't break the bank on you?"

Toby and Frank shook hands firmly, and he said in a relaxed tone: "If this answer can make you feel relieved——"

"Gold is the last price I need to worry about."

(End of this chapter)