Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 204 Locket

4 Privet Drive.

"ah!"

"Glasses? Do you want me to change into these glasses?"

"ah!"

Harry put on the glasses with half-moon lenses that Al handed over. These are not myopia glasses, so he can only squint his eyes and look around, everything is blurry.

Al held a small shovel, quietly revealing a pair of eyes by the windowsill: "Yeah."

A miraculous thing happened, and Harry saw a line of bubble-like words appear above Al's head: "Is this how you entertain guests?"

"Huh?" Harry froze.

"Snacks, tea, milk, cakes, etc." Al looked out the window guiltily, and finally added: "It would be even better if there were spirits, is there any whiskey?"

"Remember, don't tell Toby, or—"

Al shot Harry a menacing look and slapped the spade on his paw.

Harry walked out of the bedroom in a daze. He saw Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley sitting in the living room obediently. Sweeping outside.

".Remind the public that Blake is armed and extremely dangerous. A dedicated hotline has been activated and anyone who sees Blake should report it immediately."

After discovering Harry, Uncle Vernon turned down the noise of the TV, and he pretended to be nonchalant and asked: "Boy, I just saw that Toby Highmore went out, can you tell him to use it next time?" Don't you want to jump out the window?"

Harry stopped in his tracks and said honestly, "To be honest, I don't think Professor Highmore is a person who will listen to advice, but I will try."

Uncle Vernon seemed to be about to explode, but he held back. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing down here? Is there anyone else in your bedroom?"

"I'm coming down to get some food," Harry explained, "Mr Al is still in my room, the animal that split the - well, the sofa in half last time, and it's Professor Highmore's assistant. "

Having said that, Harry simply asked in a daze, "Can you tell me where you usually keep your wine?"

"What?" Vernon turned his head angrily, Aunt Petunia looked at him with disbelief, Dudley's throat subconsciously rolled, he hadn't tasted strong alcohol yet.

"Whiskey is best." Harry also let go completely, and he said calmly, "Mr. Al asked for that, and I don't know what the consequences will be if I refuse it."

Two minutes later, Harry was holding a large pile of snacks from Dudley, plus unopened spirits, and even wine glasses and ice cubes were ready.

"Mr. Al, I don't know what you like, so I just brought them all—uh."

"Yeah - yah yah." Al waved his hands behind him without looking back, urging in his tone.

Harry had already put on his own pair of glasses, so he could see Mr. Al's movements clearly, but he didn't know what Mr. Al meant, so he had to hurry up and say, "Don't worry, Al Mr. Er, I'll come over right away! This bottle of wine seems to be quite expensive, and Uncle Vernon has been reluctant to drink it—oh, bad."

He watched as Professor Haimer suddenly jumped onto the windowsill and appeared in front of them.The sound of the TV downstairs suddenly became much louder. It seemed that Uncle Vernon was using this method to cover up Toby's abnormal behavior.

And Harry was too frightened to hold the cup, but was firmly caught by Professor Highmore who stepped down from the window sill.

"Hmmm" Toby's eyes swept over Harry and Al.

Al pretended to be calm, beat the beat with a small shovel, and whistled.

Harry, who was frightened, somehow thought it sounded good.

"give me."

Toby said with a gloomy face, snatched the spirits from Harry's hand, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp, then grabbed an ice cube and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts" Harry sang involuntarily, feeling inexplicably in tune with Mr. Al's tone: "Please teach us the knowledge, sorry, professor."

After noticing Professor Highmore's gaze, Harry immediately asked cautiously, "Where is that Dalmatians?"

Toby bit the ice into pieces, and he said viciously, "Damn Blake! How dare he trick me! Use this little trick to trick me! Wait until I find him—!"

Harry vaguely understood that there was something really wrong with the Dalmatians, and after saying something inexplicably, he disappeared through unknown means, and the means of disappearance seemed to be related to Professor Highmore's collection.

This didn't sound very good, and the sound of the TV downstairs became louder, and Harry heard Uncle Vernon's awkward laugh, probably hoping to drown out Professor Highmore's roar.

After venting, Toby crushed the empty wine bottle vigorously, making Harry's eyelids twitch.

"Mr. Potter," said Toby suddenly.

"I'm here!" Harry replied, straightening up immediately.

"Do you want revenge?" Toby stared at him with burning eyes: "Do you want to avenge your parents? It was Black who failed your parents' trust. Although he didn't do it himself, it's almost the same. You have this Are you going to?"

Of course Harry had.

Ever since he knew that the fugitive was the culprit who killed his parents, Harry couldn't hold back the idea—he wanted to find Sirius Black with his own hands and avenge his parents.

Toby saw the answer in Harry's eyes.

"Very good." Toby narrowed his eyes and said, "Very good, I understand what you think. But you should also know that as a student, your strength is not very good, at most you have some flying skills Talent, not to mention that Zongsi is still hindering you, preventing you from using your wand during the holidays——Speaking of Zongsi, I suddenly remembered that your mother—that is, Lily, she didn’t have any Taking it seriously, she showed a lot of magic at home, and was warned many times by the Ministry of Magic. This is what she told us later."

"Are you friends?" Harry seemed to be asking Professor Highmore about his parents for the first time: "Do you know my dad too?"

"Yes, I know them all." Toby looked at Harry and said, "They are all very good people, despite some stubbornness, or other defects, but they are all very good people. They don't deserve to die, Do you understand me, Mr Potter?"

If time could start over again, Harry certainly hoped that his parents would not die.

He vaguely felt that Professor Haimo seemed to have a way to help him, but he was unwilling to teach him without authorization, so he had to ask questions on his own initiative.

Harry didn't know it made any difference, but he did it right away, asking, "What the hell am I supposed to do, Professor?"

Toby watched him silently.

Just when Harry thought he was wrong, he heard Professor Highmore suddenly spit out a word: "Ritual magic."

Toby went on to say: "Ritual magic can help you. It doesn't need to be as complicated as a magic circle, and it doesn't require you to bother memorizing any wand gestures. If it goes well, you don't even need to memorize spells. Everything is very simple. It is very pure, it must let you fully experience the feeling of being on the scene, and evoke all the emotions in your heart, both good and bad. Such as anger, cold-blooded, hatred-do you think you can bear it, Bo Mister Te?"

Harry was too scared to speak, it was a little different from what he had imagined.

Toby shook his head in disappointment: "Let's forget it, you are too young, and there is still a risk of becoming silent—the headmaster will kick me out of Hogwarts."

Isn't the problem of students becoming silent more serious?

Harry thought oddly.

He watched as Professor Highmore reprimanded Mr. Al in a low voice, including "don't give your glasses to other people casually" and "absolutely, never drink alcohol".

Just before the two were about to leave, Harry stood up suddenly and said: "I think I can bear it-no, I can definitely do it, no matter what it takes, professor, as long as I can avenge my parents .”

"Oh?" Toby asked with interest: "No matter what you pay? If this is the case, I actually have an easier method. I can try to engrave a magic circle on your body, which is more useful than anything else."

The courage that Harry had worked up with great difficulty disappeared in an instant.

"Magic circle?" He asked cautiously, "Won't it explode?"

Toby said indifferently: "That can only be regarded as the lightest consequence."

Now, not only did he lose his courage, Harry "smartly" chose to back down: "Let's forget it, Professor."

"Tut tsk tsk." Toby shook his head disappointed again: "What a pity."

"But it's okay." He immediately changed his words and said, "I have to think about the ritual magic. You live here first. Wait a few days, it shouldn't take too long, and I will come to you when the time comes."

Then, with a crackling sound, Toby and Mr. Al who had just finished playing the tune disappeared together.
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Azkaban is an extremely special place. The prisoners locked there have been tortured by dementors for a long time, and have long since become terribly numb. Most of them have completely lost their minds.

From this point of view, they are indeed very suitable for being possessed by Voldemort. They don't even need to be bewitched or induced, and there will be no resistance at all.

On the other hand, Voldemort may indeed continue to stay in Azkaban, which is "safer" than most places.

In other words, Regulus' statement is very likely to be correct.

After going to Azkaban once, Toby secretly memorized the route, so he didn’t have to use the special transportation of the Ministry of Magic—of course, the magic car couldn’t be found, and he didn’t know that it was sent by Sirius Where is it hidden, poor Arthur just lost his "dear".

All in all, Toby could have made another trip to Azkaban anytime he wanted.

But instead of doing so, he showed up at the door of 12 Grimmauld Place.

This is the house of the Black family, and it is said that the earliest members of the Black family snatched it from Muggles, using illegal means.

Toby returned to the house where he had shut himself up. He walked all the way to the kitchen, stopped in front of the cupboard, and pulled the door open.

The cupboard was clearly used for something else - a dirty old blanket rolled up inside, and a bunch of shiny things, including badges of honor, and a battered copy of Born Noble: Magic family".Besides that, there was something else deep in the cabinet.

Al covered his nose and let out a disgusted "Yeah".

"Yeah." Toby said softly, "This should be where Kreacher lived. It doesn't look very good."

He waved his wand, let the messy things inside float out one by one, and threw them on the floor behind him after a rough glance, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, there is one particular thing that cannot be controlled with the Flying Charm.

Al jumped off his shoulders, and it got in quickly. After a while, it came out holding a locket high and handed it to Toby.

"Yeah!" It shouted excitedly, pointing to the snake-shaped logo on the locket.

"I know, I know." Toby looked at the locket in his hand fascinatedly: "This must be related to Salazar Slytherin. It is his relic. It is a rare collection."

"Let me open it to see what's inside, which is why Regulus is so concerned."

Regulus escaped with the plant Animagus, and he only left a few words, but Toby still saw the locket in his mind.

Then, after a simple trial, Toby found that the locket was not so easy to open.

Moreover, after Al was excited, he was rarely interested in this locket, and was even disgusted. Once he got close, he couldn't help shaking his head vigorously, as if he had touched something dirty.

"Yeah!" Al wanted Toby to throw away the locket quickly.

What it said next caught Toby's attention even more.

"Journal?"

Toby narrowed his eyes and asked, "You mean, this locket gives you a similar feeling to Riddle's diary?"

Al nodded eagerly.

"I see." The excited person turned into Toby, and he said with bright eyes: "The principal has been unwilling to let me take charge of the diary and the crown. he knows."

"Let me think, let me think."

While Toby was contemplating, Al suddenly asked, "Huh?"

Toby understood what Al meant.

"Azkaban?"

He laughed disdainfully: "How could I really go to Azkaban? Maybe it's a trap, a trap designed to lure me. The Pharaoh's mask is not with me, so it's not so easy to hide from those dementors." It's easy, let's say—"

Toby shook his head: "You should know what I mean."

Al also nodded seriously.

Patronuses can banish dementors.

But since Al appeared, Toby can no longer summon his Patronus.

(End of this chapter)