Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 156 Harry, Ginny, Luna, Toby (4k6)

The group returned to Lockhart's office, and as they entered there was a sudden commotion on the wall.Several pictures show Lockhart scrambling to hide, with curlers in their hair.

The real Lockhart lit a candle on the table and stepped back.

Dumbledore put Mrs. Norris on the clean table, and Snape manipulated Toby, who was motionless, to stand opposite the table, and began to check with the headmaster.

There was a chill in Harry's heart, he was so frightened that he couldn't move, he just looked at Professor Highmore's calm face, which still maintained a vigilant expression, which was no different from usual.

Al's eyes were completely red, and he looked extremely crazy - it did exactly that, pushed Snape roughly away, climbed onto Toby's body, stretched out its little paw tremblingly in front of his eyes Shaking, but Toby didn't respond at all, Al let out a shrill cry.

Snape didn't step forward again, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

Professor McGonagall wanted to help, but was also pushed away by Al, preventing anyone from getting close to Toby. This made Lockhart, who was planning to come over, stop, and he stood far away, making a plan: : "A spell must have killed them—probably the Transfiguration Curse, I've seen—oh my God!"

Al raised the small shovel and rushed towards him, but was stopped by Dumbledore in time.

Snape on the side sarcastically said, "Killed Toby? I'd rather believe that he committed suicide, and it's impossible for him to be dealt with silently."

He turned his head to look at Harry and the others. Harry saw malice in his eyes, but Harry had no mind to think about it anymore.

What the hell attacked Professor Highmore?

Could. Could it have something to do with the sound he heard?

"They're not dead."

When Dumbledore came to this conclusion, many people were relieved.

"They were petrified, but how, I don't know."

"Ask him!" screamed Filch, turning his mottled, tear-stained face to Harry.

"It's impossible for a second year student to do that," said Dumbledore firmly. "It would require the highest Dark Arts, not to mention Toby, who—"

But Filch was completely out of his mind, and he sputtered, "He did it, he did it! You saw what he wrote on the wall! He knows I'm a—I'm a—" Filch's face twitched horribly. "He knows I'm a Squib!"

However, his roar didn't get the expected reaction at all.

How could any student be able to deal with Toby?
Only Snape said grimly: "Please allow me to say something, Headmaster, I believe the situation is already clear, the students have no ability to harm the professor, unless—"

Under Snape's gaze, Harry felt even more ominous.He believed that nothing Snape said would do him any good.

"Harry Potter, a famous boy." Snape twisted his lips and said, "He is the heir of Slytherin. It just so happened that Toby put him in confinement before that, so there is every reason to harm Toby. -"

"I didn't!" cried Harry, uncomfortably aware that everyone was looking at him: "I never thought of harming Professor Highmore - and Mrs. Norris!" he added hastily.

"But why are you in that place at the wrong time," said Snape, with a slight sneer on his lips, as if he doubted it deeply. "Instead of going to the Halloween dinner."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione scrambled to explain that they had gone to the Deathday Party: "...there were hundreds of ghosts here, and they could prove we were there—"

"But after this, why don't you come to the banquet?" said Snape, his dark eyes gleaming in the candlelight. "Why go up the corridor?"

Both Ron and Hermione looked at Harry.

"Because—because—" said Harry, his heart beating wildly.

Subconsciously, he thought of a horrible guess and felt that he should lie.

"Because we were tired and wanted to go to bed earlier," he said.

"No dinner?" Snape said, a smug smile flashing across his bony face, "I don't think the food provided by the ghost at the party is probably not suitable for living people."

"We're not hungry," Ron said loudly, as his stomach rumbled.

Snape's ugly smile became more apparent.

"My opinion, Headmaster, is that Potter hasn't been quite telling the truth," he said. "We should perhaps revoke some of his privileges until he tells us the whole story. Personally, I think it's best to keep him out of Gryffindor." More Quidditch teams, wait until the attitude is honest."

"Honestly, Severus," snapped Professor McGonagall, "I see no reason why the boy should not be allowed to play. This attack had absolutely nothing to do with Quidditch."

Dumbledore gave Harry a questioning look.Facing the gaze of his bright blue eyes, Harry felt that he had been seen through.

At this time, Al, who had gradually calmed down, suddenly broke the silence. It seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned to stare at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore understood immediately, he conjured up a piece of parchment and a quill, handed it to Al under the surprised eyes of everyone, watched it and began to write.

After it was written, Al returned the parchment to Dumbledore in a concealed manner. No one knew what was written on it, but they all saw that Dumbledore's expression immediately became solemn.

Dumbledore looked at Al with complicated eyes, and nodded slightly.

Snape frowned and looked over, but the parchment was set on fire and destroyed in public.

"We should be able to cure them," said Dumbledore. "Professor Sprout has acquired some mandrakes recently. Once they are grown and mature, we can bring them back to life."

Lockhart was about to show off his potion skills again, but was interrupted by Dumbledore's next words.

"You can go." He looked at Harry and the others and said, then turned to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, take Mrs. Norris to the school hospital."

"As for Toby. Please excuse me for a moment."

With a wave of his wand, Toby's body floated in the air, followed him, and Al climbed onto his shoulders, and they strode away together.

They went all the way back to the ancient magic office. After closing the door, Al hurried to the desk and directed the two skeletons to open the pharaoh's coffin.

Dumbledore controlled Toby's body to slowly float into the coffin, and watched helplessly as the skeletons closed the coffin and locked Toby inside.

This is related to the note Al wrote to Dumbledore, demanding that the unconscious Toby be put in a coffin immediately.

In the previous history, this coffin was used to place mummies wearing pharaoh masks, and it also allowed Toby and Al, who explored the pyramids, to survive the years of being hunted down by unkillable mummies.

But Al didn't tell Dumbledore why he did it.

"Can I know the reason?" Dumbledore asked looking at Al's back.

Al shook his head dejectedly, but didn't answer.

Dumbledore didn't belittle Al for being a Niffler, nor did he press Al to answer his own question.

In the letters exchanged in the past, Dumbledore knew that Toby also had reservations about himself, including the origin of Al, which seemed to have been created out of thin air.

"Come to me if you need anything."

After sighing, Dumbledore turned and left the office.

Al stayed alone for a while, as if in a daze.

Two skeleton frames stood on both sides of the coffin, looking like guards.

There was silence and stillness in the room until—

"Bang. Bang."

The coffin moved.

It was a light knock at first, and then it became more and more violent, so loud that it almost knocked over the ceiling.

Al quickly used the magic ball to arrange a magic circle, so that the sound could not be heard.

Immediately afterwards, it took out the Pharaoh's mask from its belly pocket and stared at it with tangled eyes.

Staring at the face that seemed to be proud of it.

"Yeah!" Al ordered.

The two skeletons looked at each other with empty eye sockets. They walked back to the coffin and slowly opened the cover.
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Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly left Lockhart's office after getting permission. They walked upstairs, and tacitly did not return to the dormitory, but got into an empty classroom.Close the door gently.

Harry squinted at the faces of his two friends in the darkness.

"Say, shouldn't I tell them about the voice I heard?"

"Don't say it," said Ron without thinking, "it's not a good sign to hear voices that other people can't hear, even in the wizarding world."

Harry heard something in Ron's voice, and asked, "You trust me, don't you?"

"Of course I do," said Ron quickly, "but—you've got to admit it's weird"

"I know it's weird," Harry said. "The whole thing is weird. What's with the writing on the wall? The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. What the hell does that mean?"

"Oh, that reminds me of something," said Ron slowly. "I think someone told me about the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets once. Probably Bill."

"The Chamber of Secrets." Harry frowned and pondered. He thought of what the Sorting Hat had said again, and gradually became silent.

Hermione saw that something was wrong with Harry, and she asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Still bowing his head, Harry murmured, "But, but don't you think these things are connected?"

"What?" Ron asked in surprise, "What did you find?"

Harry said as if possessed: "At the beginning, I heard that special voice in Professor Highmore's office, and he was attacked today. As for Mrs. Norris, it might be It was implicated by Professor Haimer, and it was also implicated by me."

Hermione looked at him worriedly: "What do you want to say?"

Harry slowly raised his head, he summoned up his courage and said, "Only I can hear that voice, don't you think it's strange? It's a bit like a murder notice, the murderer has long been eyeing Professor Hammer, but I ignored that opportunity to remind him, and ended up teaching him to Highmore."

Ron still couldn't understand, but Hermione's face had grown surprised, and she heard Harry say intermittently—

"I can't help but speculate that maybe I really am the heir of Slytherin."

From somewhere came the sound of a bell.

"It's twelve o'clock." Hermione reminded, she grabbed the shocked Ron and the increasingly silent Harry, and left the classroom as if fleeing from something.
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Ginny was terrified by Professor Highmore being attacked. She became restless and walked down the line of Gryffindor students without even noticing that she was going in the wrong direction. She accidentally ran into a Ravenc A student of Law, knocked off the black notebook in his arms.

"what!"

Ginny screamed in fear. She squatted down in a panic, trying to pick up the notebook, but accidentally collided with the girl opposite. The girl had long dirty golden hair, which matched Ginny's red hair. It's tangled together and can't be untied.

"Get out of the way! Please! I'm a prefect! Please get out of the way! What's the matter with you, Ginny?"

Percy noticed the commotion at the rear of the team, and he rushed over to help immediately. After helping the two untie the knot, he subconsciously wanted to teach Ginny as a brother, but she picked up something and flew away. Ordinary fled.

"It seems that she was quite frightened, but it's understandable, who would have thought—" Percy was at a loss for words in embarrassment, but he soon found that almost all the people around him walked away, and none of them Nothing left.

Ginny rushed back to the dormitory to avoid the others. She hid under the blanket, opened the black notebook in great confusion, and wrote on the blank page: "Tom, are you there? I suddenly became very panicked, I Don't remember what happened, I woke up with paint all over my clothes, and Professor Highmore, what happened to him? Can you tell me, Tom? Tom?"

Ginny's handwriting disappeared little by little, and then another line of unexpected words gradually emerged——

"Tom? Honey, is that your new name? I've thought about changing it, but don't you think it's a bit common?"

On the other side, in Ravenclaw's dormitory.

Luna glanced at the gathered roommates. They were discussing the attack that happened tonight, but they didn't bring Luna with them.

But Luna has long been used to it. She took out her notebook as usual, opened it to a blank page, and wrote on it: "Mom, something weird happened in school today. A cat and a professor were attacked. Assault, and I bumped into a student and my hair got tangled."

After a while, Luna's handwriting disappeared, and another line of text appeared instead.

"Sorry, honey. Before I answer, allow me to ask one more question - do you like to call someone close to you a mother? I really don't know about it. Of course, I don't blame you for it, just I hope you can notify me in advance. Well, just in advance."
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The ancient magic office has completely changed, with signs of destruction everywhere, and it has become more serious than the last time Lockhart came.

On the sofa that was broken into several pieces, sat a worried Al and a tall figure hiding in the shadows.At this moment, the figure was checking something with the fourth master copy.

"Have fun, Al."

A familiar voice came, it sounded like Toby's voice, but it was a little different, deeper than before: "We've made a fortune, the promotion plan of "The Quibbler" is very good, almost all customers are willing to pay for this book The unique magazine pays for it - but they seem to be more interested in the list of Quidditch teams, well, it doesn't matter, at least we have taken a hugely important step."

Al didn't respond, it was staring blankly at the smashed coffee table.

Toby continued: "As for me, I know that my current state may be unacceptable, but as long as the mandrake can mature in time, it will be fine. If I can survive until then."

"It's a pity that this special treatment plan can't be applied to other people. They don't have magic circles engraved, and they only have one pharaoh mask."

"Okay, Al."

Toby stood up slowly and looked out the window. The moonlight shone on him through the window, reflecting the magic circle on his skin, illuminating the long hair covering his forehead, and clearly showing the magic circle on his face. The mask on the pharaoh's face—the black lines appeared on the pharaoh's mask, as if it was completely integrated with his face, and it would suddenly become hideous every few seconds.

"Don't tell me about my waking up. Next, we still have a lot of things to do."

Al asked hesitantly, "Huh?"

It was asking if even Dumbledore should keep it a secret.

There was silence in the room.

Under the moonlight, Toby's face became ferocious again, and his appearance turned into a lifelike mask.

He thought of the Philosopher's Stone last semester.

Until now, Dumbledore has not told him the real reason for destroying the Philosopher's Stone.

Toby could sense that Dumbledore was hiding something from him.

"Yes, Al."

Toby said with deep eyes.

"That includes Dumbledore, too."

(End of this chapter)