Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 212 Ice Cubes and Dementors

Distinguishing Muggle-borns from wizarding children of other origins (including mixed-bloods and pure-bloods) through their parents, and the scope of monitoring that could have covered the entire wizarding world.

Today, these two functions have long been destroyed in the pen of acceptance.

If it weren't for the fact that it was a creation of ritual magic, Toby wouldn't have been able to detect these signs so easily.

This is not good.

It's as if wizards had deliberately identified Muggle-borns out a long time ago, and they've been doing it since magical children were born.

It was a time of far more radical pure-blood supremacy than when Voldemort was alive.

Toby speculates that the lack of ability to accept the pen may be related to the four founders, or it may be three, or it may still be four.

The difference is whether Salazar Slytherin and House were involved in the process.

House is the fifth unrecorded founder. He is a centaur prophet who set a lot of rules for the descendants in the Forbidden Forest and foresaw the possible signs of wizard supremacy early on.

And Salazar Slytherin was in the last semester, and Toby saw a scene on the dead basilisk through the black feathers: including the unusual basilisk egg in the chamber of secrets that House gave to Slytherin, For this reason, House hoped that Slytherin would promise himself a condition - to relax the restrictions on the sorting hat, so that the students recruited by Slytherin would not be so "pure".

That is, a Mudblood.

Slytherin agreed, and he promised to lift the bloodline restriction, but required that only students with great ideals would be admitted.

More Slytherin than Slytherin.

Toby seems to be a wizard who meets this condition, because what the sorting hat told him was that other houses were not suitable for him at all, so he had to be sorted into Slytherin.

And there is another passage in the conversation between House and Slytherin.

House warned the Slytherins not to touch [them].

Regarding [them], Toby has certain guesses, and it is nothing more than the dark side of ancient magic.

So he took the initiative to take off his hood in front of the images of Slytherin and House, revealing the terrifying face that was still covered with the pharaoh's mask at that time, and expressed his dissatisfaction with this established fate——

[Is this what you want? Then have you ever thought about a possibility. I will also become {them} in your mouth? 】

Well, the poison of ancient magic on Toby is indeed very deep, whether it is Lily, Snape, or Dumbledore, they all foresee this.

In other words, it's somewhat possible.

Whether it's the acceptance of speculation against Muggle-borns, the grand ideal of being more Slytherin than Slytherin, or the inexplicable becoming [them]. Maybe it's all possible.

The night was getting dark.

Toby tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He listened to the slight snoring sound from Al next to him, sat up slowly, and stared at Al silently from the back of his hair.

As if sensing Toby's gaze, or the wonderful induction from the Mason Gate, Al's snoring stopped, and he rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"ah?"

It asked Toby if he wanted to stay up late to do magic experiments, but the magic ball was not there, and it would be very troublesome to use ritual magic alone. Even if the magic ball was not lost, heptagram-level magic circles could not be cast, so it was still damaged status, don't know how to fix it.

In fact, Al didn't say so much at all, it was all made up by Toby himself.

Al was just a little thirsty.

Toby conjured up a glass of milk (actually summoned from the kitchen), heated it with a flame for a while, handed it to Al, watched it take a sip, smacked his mouth comfortably twice, and then dazed again go to sleep.

Toby didn't sleep, he quietly walked out of the bedroom, closed the door gently, came to the dark corridor, and walked around aimlessly.

He met Peeves in the prize showroom, watched Peeves throwing trophies and other things around, turned around and saw a dark figure suddenly appeared behind him, like a ghost.

"Ah!" Peeves screamed, and then he realized that he seemed to be a "ghost" too, and then he was not so afraid.

But after seeing Toby's face clearly
"Ah!" Peeves screamed again, screaming heartbreakingly: "It's the black devil! Black devil!"

This appearance didn't seem to be faking at all, nor did he seem to be joking, he immediately disappeared into the wall as if fleeing for his life.

This is really wrong to blame Toby, it is Al who really persecuted Peeves, there is no need for Toby to take action.

Toby looked at the list of previous student union presidents for a while, and just as he was about to leave, he found that the bloody Barrow appeared at the door at some point.

He said in a low and dark tone: "I reserved a place for you in the academy in advance, if you want to become a ghost"

Before he finished speaking, Toby ran away in a hurry.

Toby couldn't pass through the wall like a ghost, so he had to pass through the body of the bloody Baron, and forced to experience the feeling of being doused in cold water.

It was an uncomfortable feeling, but it still made Toby calm down a lot.

So he rushed to the principal's office quickly, knocked on the oak door hard, and said solemnly as soon as he entered: "Principal, I don't think the Ministry of Magic can easily arrange dementors in the school. It's time to formally report to the Ministry of Magic. War has been declared! Combining Hogwarts and the positions of the Minister of Magic, the only way to ensure peace in the wizarding world!"

Dumbledore's inquiry came from the bedroom: "Then you can serve as the headmaster and minister at the same time, right?"

Toby walked into the bedroom with his head poking around, and said as he walked, "How did you guess that?"

"go out!"

"Oh."

Toby stopped in front of the bedroom door, then turned around and left, walked all the way down the stairs, came to the door of the potions office, kicked the door open with his feet skillfully, looked at the empty office and shouted: " Severus! Why are you still sleeping? Don't you need to prepare the wolfsbane potion? Now I am responsible for paying your salary. If you continue to be so lazy, I can only find a way to deduct your bonus for this month."

Since the establishment of the Black Devil Foundation, Toby will not only use part of the money earned from the wish box to pay the salaries of the professors, but also include a lot of bonuses, as long as they continue to provide "prizes" it is good.

There was another bang, and Toby kicked open the bedroom door of the potions office. He saw Snape lying on his side with his back to the door, with the quilt tightly covered, the top tucked behind his neck, the bottom Tucked under the feet, leaving no gaps, the whole person is wrapped in a quilt.

As a former roommate, Toby probably understood Snape's sleeping habits. Only his head would be exposed outside the quilt, probably because of the lack of security, or because he was used to the cold and lived in a leaky room since he was a child. .

Incidentally, Snape's parents had a bad relationship, very bad.

It was hard to judge whether Snape was asleep or not, but his angry voice seemed sober, and he yelled at Toby, "If you dare to take a step closer—"

Toby pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed. He asked curiously, "What's wrong with taking a step closer?"

Snape stood up suddenly, pointing his wand at Toby who was sitting behind him.

"Merlin!" Toby exclaimed, "You hold a wand even when you sleep!"

"Get out!" said Snape.

But he didn't speak as well as Dumbledore.

Not only did Toby not leave, but he leaned back and started rambling: "This is not okay, Severus. Besides me, who else in the school would want to chat with you? Barrow? Even No Slytherin ghost will talk to you."

Snape looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, he was clearly aware of Toby's strangeness, and he knew very well that arguing with Toby at this time was completely pointless.

So he simply lay back under the tight quilt, turned over, and turned his back on Toby again.

Toby is still babbling non-stop, starting from childhood, they first met on the train, then they met James and Sirius, the grievances between them, how Lily trusted them , but still suffered tragic betrayal, some verbal, and almost killed relatives.

If we talk about it carefully, after the complete break with Lily, Toby and Snape did not distance themselves from the beginning. They are roommates and belong to the same college, so it is inevitable that they will run into each other. less.

Before he knew it, Snape's breathing gradually became calmer, as if he was silently recalling the past.However, there is not so much about Toby that makes him worth remembering, and there are even fewer figures that he is willing to recall.

At this moment, Snape suddenly heard Toby say——

".It's really interesting. You were all deceived by me. There is no hidden danger at all. I pretended it on purpose, but I can't say it is completely. I am just deeply fascinated by it, and I can release it unscrupulously. My own thoughts, don’t worry about anything, I can’t help but want to experience it again. It’s not so easy to maintain a disguise all the time, maybe I’m just simply fed up. I have to recognize my heart and not deceive myself ,It's that simple."

Snape's brow furrowed deeply, and he immediately connected this incident with the Shrieking Shack.It was also after Sirius tricked him to check on the werewolf that time, Toby suddenly changed.

He also remembered that Toby had been left alone to deal with Lupine turned into a werewolf after he had made his escape quickly.

No one knows what happened after that night, even Lupine couldn't remember it afterward-he became a werewolf and couldn't recall all the experiences, only those that made him feel painful , such as hurting others.

"What the hell are you-"

Snape turned over and saw that the chair behind him was empty, and the door outside had been quietly closed.

Office of Ancient Magic.

Toby stood in front of the ice that seemed to never melt, staring at the chaotic fluid inside, vaguely, like a shadow with teeth and claws.

I don't know when, the only complete skeleton also came over, also staring at the shadow in the ice.

"Does that feel familiar to you?" Toby asked.

The skeleton looked dumbfounded, as if he couldn't understand the question at all.

"Okay." Toby said softly: "It seems that you are all people without a home."

the next day.

Toby got up late.

It was Al who woke him up by pushing and shoving, before it was too late for the back-to-term dinner.

"If I knew it, I wouldn't go to bed so late. Okay, okay, I know, don't worry, it won't be late."

Al had been dressed neatly for a long time, and it was the small suit again, and he also put on half-moon glasses, which seemed to be very serious.

Because of a certain ancient magic professor with a strong sense of presence, his assistant has never had a chance to show off, so the annual appearance is extremely important, and it has gradually become a sorting hat.

Amid Al's non-stop complaints, Toby hurriedly put on his witch robe, was pushed by Al behind the door of the office, and ran to the auditorium on the first floor without stopping.

This year, the layout of the auditorium has changed again, and it seems that the professors have spent a lot of thought.

As soon as Toby walked outside the door, he saw Professor McGonagall on the teacher's long desk drop a letter and hurried over.

"What's wrong?" Toby asked standing in the doorway.

"Why did you come here?" McGonagall subconsciously regarded Toby as a student again, and after asking a question, she said with a livid face: "Remus Lupine just sent me a letter on the train, and some students Becoming under the influence of a dementor on a train and becoming uncomfortable."

Toby clicked his tongue and shook his head. It seemed that the dementors couldn't resist hunger, and wanted to suck the emotions of the students without authorization.

"Who is there?" He asked casually.

"Harry Potter." McGonagall frowned at the collar of Toby's witch robe, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, and helped him fold the collar: "Look at you, how can you make such a fuss at this time? Looks good, no Ellisso."

Al immediately puffed up his chest proudly, put on a little bow in a pretentious manner, and grinned a big smile.

Toby squinted at it, curled his lips again, and then "cut" again.

"Do you want to come together?" McGonagall asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Toby turned around suspiciously: "What are you going to do? Drive all the dementors away?"

"That's not our turn to make a decision." McGonagall said helplessly: "It's still Lupine, he mentioned in the letter that if it's convenient, he should also call you over - are you close to Harry?"

"He was imprisoned many times." Toby waved his hand to let Al go in first, and then followed Mag to the gate of the castle.

It didn't take long for the students returning from the holidays to come one after another. They were talking and laughing. They first saw Dean McGonagall standing in front, and then they found Professor Haimer who was whispering something.

So, all the talking and laughing stopped, and the silence spread like a plague. They lowered their heads one by one, and walked far away from the two of them, leaving an empty circle in the middle, no one dared to approach.

"About the transformation technique of Animagus. I know you are a studious student, but you don't have to learn Animagus. Only by experiencing it yourself can you know how dangerous it is-eh?"

Mag was originally chatting with Toby about the prizes in the wish box, and by the way, she had a good chat with Toby about Transfiguration, when she suddenly noticed something strange about the students.

"not bad."

Rarely, the corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth curled up slightly, and she praised: "It only took two years, it seems that you have adapted well to the position of professor, especially you have established enough majesty."

"This is something that Al can't do." Toby replied while still not forgetting to sneer: "Severus can't do it either, I don't see any students respecting him, it's not like us Same—look, here comes Remus, and not far behind is Harry, who seems to be all right—Remus! Remus!"

Toby waved at Lupin, but Lupine just smiled at them and said, "Long time no see, I'm going into the auditorium, we'll talk later at dinner."

Toby noticed that Remus was staring at him with a complicated look before leaving, trying not to let Professor McGonagall notice.

"Potter! Granger!"

Dean McGonagall suddenly shouted across the crowd: "Follow me! I want to see you two!"

The expressions on Harry's and Hermione's faces immediately became guilty - not surprising, anyone always looks like this when facing Professor McGonagall.Of course, it was not much better when facing Professor Highmore.

The four of them came to Professor McGonagall's office together. There was a warm fire here, but the room was a bit small, far from Professor Highmore's office, which inevitably made the expressions on Harry and Hermione's faces change. It got a little weird.

Professor McGonagall motioned for Harry and Hermione to sit down, and she also sat down behind the desk, and helped Toby conjure up an extra chair, and then said: "Professor Lupine sent an owl in advance, saying that you Not feeling well on the train, Potter."

Before Harry could answer, there was a soft knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse, hurried in.

"Oh, it's you!" Madam Pomfrey said as soon as she came up, she didn't seem to be surprised by this at all: "I think you must be doing something dangerous again?"

"It's a dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall.

Harry felt himself blushing, and became even more guilty after seeing Professor Highmore scrutinizing him faintly.

He accepted Ms. Pomfrey's inspection without saying a word, and only said that he had eaten chocolate when questioned.

This was unanimously praised by the three people on the opposite side. Hogwarts finally had a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Are you really feeling all right, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked sternly.

"Yeah," said Harry.

Mag turned to look at Toby, asking his opinion with his eyes.

"Let's go out and chat with Harry." Toby stood up and said, "Little boy, there are always things that you are embarrassed to say in public, and I completely understand that."

"That's good." McGonagall said, "I'll tell Miss Granger about her schedule, and then we'll go downstairs to the banquet together."

After returning to the corridor, Ms. Pomfrey went back to the school hospital, muttering all the way.

It wasn't until she completely disappeared that Toby looked down at Harry, and found a clear expression change on his face.

"Tell me about it." Toby asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's a dementor, Professor!" Harry whispered frankly, "I didn't expect to be able to summon the devil at that time, and it turned out that the runes and the dementors fought. The new professor witnessed this with his own eyes." During the process, he seemed to have guessed that it might be related to you, so he decided to hide it for us, and didn’t let the people in the other boxes know.”

"So that's the case." Toby silently decided in his heart that he must be optimistic about Wolfsbane Potion and said, "I really didn't mention this to you, just because I was worried about scaring you—devils can also be regarded as dark creatures. It is indeed one of the few magics that can resist dementors, just like the dark wizard, who is not afraid of dementors at all, because they can be regarded as a group—by the way, what about the result of the duel?"

Harry waved his fist excitedly: "I won, Professor!"

Toby patted Harry on the shoulder sharply: "Well done, Harry!"

(End of this chapter)