Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 205 Ritual Magic
Slytherin's locket deeply aroused Toby's interest.

As a senior archaeologist, Toby can tell the authenticity of antiques at a glance.There is no doubt that this locket is genuine and priceless.

In addition, the similar characteristics to the diary and the crown made Toby even more excited. Dumbledore was very strict about those two things and had been reluctant to let Toby get in touch with them, but now he finally had a long-term study of Voldemort. channels.

Yes, Voldemort, he valued both the diary and the diadem, and those two things were the first thing he wanted to find after possessing the plant Animagus, so as to lighten his burden.

And Toby believes that Slytherin's relics are also of great significance to Voldemort, and even more important.

After all, in the previous Chamber of Secrets incident, Toby had already learned that Voldemort was the heir of Slytherin.

So what's so special about this locket?

In addition to being unable to open the box easily, after wearing it for only a few days, Toby discovered something abnormal under Al's prompt.

His temper is getting worse and worse.

At first, Toby and Al were still suspecting that the hidden danger had increased again, but it turned out that this was not the case at all, because after taking off the locket for a while, Toby found that his emotions began to ease.

"It is related to emotion and can affect the mood of the wearer"

Toby stared at the locket, and Al rubbed his chin in thought.

"This is a bit like ritual magic, maybe it evolved from ritual magic."

Toby's guess is not groundless. He has long discovered that many of today's spells are somewhat similar to ritual magic, especially in terms of emotion - when casting the Unforgivable Curse, one must be malicious or even cruel. Set your mind to torture others; but if you want to successfully summon the Patronus, you must be full of hope, and you must first let yourself be able to recall happy things.

Emotion and ritual, this is the most important key point of ritual magic.

Sometimes, emotions are more important than rituals, such as the more obvious example of silence - being bullied, or suppressing yourself from using magic, this is not a general ceremony, every silencer Both experiences may be completely different.

Researching the locket was destined to be a long-term process, and even Dumbledore couldn't get results right away. It was impossible for Toby to spend the entire vacation on this matter.

He has more equally important things to do.

For example, officially began to teach Harry Potter, let him learn ritual magic as soon as possible.
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No. 4 Privet Drive received a terrible phone call.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? I'm—going—for—Harry—Potter!"

Ron was yelling so loudly that Uncle Vernon jumped, holding the receiver a foot away from his ear, and staring at it angrily and terrified.

"Who is it?" he yelled into the microphone, "Who are you?"

"Ron - Weasley!" Ron yelled, as if he and Uncle Vernon were speaking across the football field, "I'm - a - friend from - Harry's - school - "

Uncle Vernon's small eyes turned to stare at Harry, who was frozen in place.

"There's no Harry Potter here!" he growled, holding the microphone with his arms outstretched, as if afraid it might explode.

"Wait a minute!" Harry had an idea, and he interrupted quickly: "What if it's Professor Highmore? Is it Professor Highmore who asked Ron to help pass the message? You really don't want me to answer this call?"

That was impossible, of course, but Harry had never said anything about the skull, and it was impossible for him to say that it would have terrified the Vernons.Even in the eyes of wizards, the connection method of skulls is a bit outrageous, not to mention Muggles who know nothing.

In front of Harry's "savvy", Uncle Vernon flinched immediately.He dropped the microphone, making it look more like a bomb about to go off.

"Here you are!" He said hastily, "Take it away!"

Trying not to laugh, Harry went to the phone and picked it up, whispering, "I'm Harry, you won't believe what just happened - oh, by the way, you don't have to shout so loudly. "

After some narration, Ron on the other side of the phone laughed, and then excitedly talked about the good news: "I finally saved enough money to buy a new wand. My mother was shocked when she heard this. She originally I want to teach George and Fred that they are ignorant, but after discovering that the multi-flavored juice is an assignment assigned by Professor Haimer, I can’t speak—wait, what’s going on over there? In your room Are there any ghouls knocking on pipes, too?"

A familiar yet frightened voice came from the microphone.

"Mr. Weasley?" Toby took the microphone naturally and asked, "Have you finished your vacation homework?"

It was almost like a conditioned reflex, Ron's spirit was shocked, and he immediately returned: "Write-it's over, Professor! It's already finished, Percy took us to write it together-no, I don't mean that we are copying each other. Homework, mom has been watching us."

Ron didn't know why Professor Haimer suddenly appeared on the other end of the phone, he just wanted to get away as soon as possible, and in a trance, he heard a disgusted sound of smacking his mouth from the other side of the microphone.

He must have heard wrong, right?

Could it be that Professor Haimer is deliberately embarrassing himself?

No, Professor Highmore wouldn't do that, shouldn't he?
"So didn't you waste your vacation?"

Ron heard Professor Haimer say in an emphatic tone: "With so much free time, you don't use it to review ancient magic, but you still have the time to make a phone call?"

Before Ron could react, Toby continued to say: "Forget it, let's do it, I just happen to have time, and I will go to the Burrow to find you in a while, and I will make up for you for the next semester-the tuition fee is fine, no need Thank me."

Ron was trembling all over. He couldn't figure out where he had offended Professor Highmore?
Just then, Ron heard a loud shout from downstairs.

"Hit it! We hit it!"

Fred and George ran into the bedroom excitedly, and hugged Ron from left to right: "The grand prize of the Daily Prophet—Golden Galleon Award! Dad actually won the prize!"

Ron stared at them blankly, the phone hadn't been put down yet.

George continued to shout: "Egypt! We can finally travel to Egypt! We can also meet Bill—oh, yes, there is also the pyramid that Professor Haimer has archaeologically explored, and maybe we can find inspiration from mummies , come up with a new recipe for a multi-flavored juice—wait a minute, who are you calling, Harry? Harry! Hey!"

Ron just wanted to explain, but found that the phone had been hung up.

"Tut tsk tsk." Toby shook his head regretfully, and put down the microphone: "It seems that Mr. Weasley is not good enough, let me think about it, Mr. Potter!"

"Huh?" Harry asked confused.

"Call Miss Granger, do you have her home number?"

Harry remembered the phone number of Hermione's home, and he played it stupidly: "Hermione, is that you?"

"Harry!" On the other end of the phone, Hermione said in surprise: "It's really you? Can you use the family's phone? You should have told me sooner - Mom, it's Harry Potter! I'll pack up later. Harry, what can you do? I'm planning to travel to France with my family."

"It's nothing." Harry was still in a daze and said, "Professor Highmore probably wants to ask you to help with homework next semester, but since you don't have time, let it be."

"What? Wait a minute, Harry, what are you talking about?! Don't! Don't hang up, don't!"

But the phone was still hung up.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Toby withdrew his palm from the microphone. He looked at Harry and said, "I originally wanted to find you two helpers, but it's a pity. Do you envy them, Mr. Potter?"

Although he really didn't want to do this, Harry couldn't help becoming bitter in his heart.

Comparing two by two, the contrast between the three is too great. Harry can only stay at the Dursleys. When he is happy for the new bedroom, his two good friends can travel with their families .

This is an opportunity he will never get.

"Remember, Mr. Potter."

Toby didn't intend to comfort Harry at all, instead he intensified: "Write down all your feelings at this moment, it will be of great use in your revenge. Please remember, it's all because of Sirius. Blake, because of him you lost your parents."

"Is it because of ritual magic?" Harry asked, looking up.

"That's right," Toby said, "You have ten minutes to pack your bags, as soon as possible."

Harry's eyes widened. At first he thought he had heard it wrong, but he hurriedly started when Al urged him. He accidentally fell, but regardless of the pain on his knee, he quickly got up and walked towards the bedroom. run away.

"Hedwig!" he shouted all the way: "Come back, Hedwig!"

Toby seemed to be back in his own home, he sat on the sofa naturally, and glanced at Dudley who was motionless - he stayed in the living room, the ice cream in his hand almost melted.

"Is that how you entertain guests?"

Toby snapped, "Milk, tea, whiskey, nothing?"

It can only be said that it is exactly the same as Al.

In just five minutes, Harry dragged the heavy suitcase back to the living room, where Hedwig's cage was placed by him.

"Where are we going, Professor?" Harry asked excitedly.

He even guessed that he might take an adventure with Professor Highmore, go to various ancient ruins for archaeology—although this is not as secure as Ron and Hermione, but who can say for sure!
Harry couldn't wait.

Toby put down the empty ice cream cup and shattered all Harry's fantasies with one sentence: "Hogwarts."

"Otherwise, where do you think we are going, Mr. Potter? Of course, learning this kind of thing should be in the classroom."

Harry's mouth fell open.

Ok.

He comforted himself silently.

Even Hogwarts is better than the Dursleys.

The way to go back to school is to use Floo powder. When Uncle Vernon, who was secretly watching at the door, saw a high flame rising from the fireplace, he almost lost his mind and wanted to stop it. Fortunately, Aunt Petunia and Da Pulled him hard.Otherwise, it might not be just the sofa that was split in half this time.

Harry gasped for breath and appeared in the ancient magic office. He saw two skeletons standing behind the desk at a glance. Only one had a head, and the other one was with him.

Just when he wondered why the ice cubes in the corner hadn't melted yet, he heard Professor Haimer sternly say, "You have 10—or 10 minutes, you have [-] minutes to go back to the dormitory and pack your luggage." Put it away, immediately, go now!"

Harry left the office in a hurry, he ran anxiously, and saw that there was no one in the corridor—suddenly, Harry realized that it was a holiday, and there were no other students at school except himself, and he didn't know how Professor Highmore Get this done.

Soon, Harry had no time to think about it.

He ran into another problem.

"Password." The fat lady said impatiently as she was about to find other portraits for an outing.

"What password?" Harry was stunned: "It's a holiday now, I don't know—"

"You can't get in without a password." The fat lady hurried away: "Wait for me! My skirt is too long and I can't run - I know it's inconvenient, but don't you think this dress looks good? ?”

Harry watched the fat lady go further and further away. He stood there in disbelief, looked at the noisy Hedwig in the cage, opened the cage blankly, and watched it also slowly fly away.

"So I'm the only one who has no place to live?"

Harry finally yelled out.

"I forgot about it."

Toby didn't know when he appeared behind Harry. He said casually, "If you don't mind, I can take you to Slytherin's dormitory."

"No!" Harry shouted subconsciously, but he couldn't help regretting it soon - where else could he live?Want a toilet next to Myrtle?

Looking at it this way, the corridor seems to be a good choice, but what if the bloody Baro passes by?
Harry looked at Professor Highmore pleadingly, even though he knew it was impossible, he still planned to give it a try.

Toby saw Harry's thoughts at a glance, and he said disgustedly: "You want to live in my office? Don't be kidding, it's a question of whether you can wake up alive the next day. It's impossible for me to put Al's The bed is for you."

Al nodded solemnly.

Harry looked hurt.

"But Severus' office is vacant."

"Don't!" shouted Harry again, this time with no regrets: "Don't, Professor."

He was surprised to see a smile appeared on Professor Haimer's face, and he felt like a prank had succeeded.

"Don't worry." Toby patted Harry's shoulder hard.

Harry leaned over and heard Professor Highmore continue to say, "How could I really let you go, you don't really think I'm that kind of unreasonable professor, do you?"

Shrewdness worked, and Harry shook his head hastily, with a look of sincerity.

"Come with me," said Toby, turning around and walking the other way down the corridor.

Harry followed behind with his luggage. He asked curiously, "Professor, is it really okay for me to live in the school? Don't I need to submit an application to the school?"

"That's exactly what I planned to do at the beginning."

Toby said without looking back: "But to be on the safe side, I didn't go to the principal at all, so as not to be rejected by him. In other words, you'd better be careful during this period of counseling, and don't be rejected by the principal." I found it. Even if you are found out, don't say I brought you back, just put it on Severus."

Harry shrewdly ended the topic, silently preparing to be driven back to the Dursleys at any time.

It couldn't have been worse anyway, could it?
However, the facts soon proved that Harry was wrong.

Not only is it not bad, it is simply perfect!

He followed Professor Haimo to a blank wall, and saw Professor Haimo walking around a few times, and then a door suddenly appeared on the wall.

Harry was worried at first that this was the special classroom that caused Skeeter and Goofy to disappear, but when the door was opened, the room turned out to be a bright beach scene, surrounded by the endless sea, and there was a small classroom under the parasol. The booth, and Dobby was standing in the back in a ostentatious sun hat.

As soon as he saw Harry, Dobby ran over excitedly and hugged him, and Harry felt the air in his lungs being squeezed out.

"Great Harry Potter!"

Dobby said with tears in his eyes, "Dobby finally sees you again, Dobby—"

At this time, Toby waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, you have plenty of time to chat, now listen to me."

Dobby suppressed his excitement and did so. He seemed to be very respectful to Toby, and walked back to the back of the cart obediently, showing a big smile.

Harry looked around in surprise, and he heard Professor Highmore continue to say: "As you can see, this is the classroom used for tutoring this time, and it should be no worse than the place where Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley traveled— —but don't try to go beyond the beach, the sea is fake, it's just an illusion, it looks very real."

"All right."

Before Harry could thank you excitedly, Toby continued quickly: "Ritual magic—where should I start? This is a bit different from the magic you have learned before. Let me explain it to you carefully." speak."

"The first is the relationship between ritual magic and today's magic, which is likely to have evolved from ritual magic. There are also very rare magic circles besides the two."

"Let's not talk about the current magic. The magic circle is very different from the ritual magic. You have already learned the magic circle, and you should understand that it is very rigorous, even if it is different from today's magic, it is more full of logic. .”

"As for ritual magic, you can regard it as the most superficial way to use magic power, but it is very powerful, and a little carelessness will lead to very serious consequences."

"So in the first two semesters, I have been preparing for you to learn ritual magic."

"First of all, the scepter. It is a pity that the scepter made for Miss Lovegood failed. Not to mention how much money it will make me, fortunately, I have considered this consequence in advance-magic circle items, which will It will be the [scepter] you will use next semester. Although each is different and the material is not very precious, it is easier to control. Moreover, magic circles and ritual magic are two extremes, but with a certain degree of involvement, the You pulled it back from the brink."

"But magic array items alone are not enough. After all, you are still students, so I arranged a preliminary course for learning the Patronus Charm in the second semester. Students who pass the first level are eligible to learn ritual magic. Of course, Under my wise guidance, there were no students who failed the grades—the ones who were in solitary confinement did not count, those who passed the exam anyway.”

"And then there's everything you see, Mr. Potter—the beach, the food, keeping you happy as much as possible, getting rid of the hatred for Black—hatred, this is very important, it is the emotion in ritual magic part of the

"And the other link is the ceremony."

"Don't make this too complicated, the key depends on your magic array items. I remember your clarinet, just blow it, and blow it with hatred in your heart."

"Then, let me see what kind of devil you can summon."

"That's about it."

Toby casually takes the scoops of ice cream that Al handed over, all made by Dobby.

He said to a stunned Harry:

"Get out the clarinet and start playing."

(End of this chapter)