Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 213 Black Devil Club
It was no accident that Harry's demons were able to defeat the Dementors.

"I heard screams from far away, terrible, panicked, begging screams. I wanted to help that person, but I couldn't move. Fortunately, my mouth could move, so I subconsciously used the snake The Laoqiang summoned the devil on the clarinet and I woke up to see the rune snake beat the dementor away like it was going to tear it apart."

After listening to Harry's narration, Toby taught habitually: "It sounds not much different from what I imagined. In the final analysis, it is still an emotional problem. Dementors have evoked some indescribable emotions in your heart." and memories, but these negative things turn into power and become more powerful demons, at least stronger than the ones you usually summon."

"Memory?" Harry asked puzzled, "You mean those voices are not hallucinations?"

"It's possible." Toby said. "After all, when something happened, you were just a baby, so it's hard to recall."

Harry fell silent.

He silently wondered whether those voices were his father or his mother.

This made Harry feel a little uncomfortable.

Toby patted Harry on the shoulder again, and said in a rare comforting way: "Remember these pains, it will make you stronger, but don't indulge in it, lest you get deeper and deeper-this is the meaning of the Patronus Charm. It makes sense, that's why I set up exams related to the Patronus Charm last semester."

Harry nodded silently. The Patronus Charm can offset the negative effects of ritual magic, but it's a pity that he hasn't been able to summon his own Patronus yet.

After a while, Hermione and Professor McGonagall came out together.

Toby took another look at Hermione and found that she was a little excited.

So Toby deliberately slowed down, and Professor McGonagall also walked a little slower when he understood, and heard Toby asking in an inaudible voice: "Maybe I shouldn't ask more—but the school has a way to solve the problem of too many courses." Is there a problem?"

It's easy to guess that Hermione is not usually studious.

And, someone has had a similar experience.

"I remembered." McGonagall also whispered: "You also encountered this problem when you were a child. You wanted to take every class, and Horace was the one who advised you not to do it—yes, Toby, There is a solution now, but don’t tell anyone else about it—the Time Converter, which was specially approved by the Ministry of Magic, is mainly due to Principal Dumbledore, who made it happen.”

Toby stared at Hermione's back. He blinked and said in an envious tone: "Students are really happy now. If they have enough energy, they might be able to complete double the homework."

After several people returned to the auditorium, Professor Flitwick had just walked out of the auditorium with an antique hat and a three-legged stool. It seemed that the sorting ceremony was over, and they could not hear the song of the Sorting Hat this year.

Harry and Hermione walked to the long table in Gryffindor College and sat next to Ron. Before they had time to speak, they saw Dumbledore get up after Toby and McGonagall sat down.

He obviously had important news to announce, otherwise he would usually wait until after the dinner, so as not to delay the students' meal time.

"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, his beard gleaming in the candlelight. "Welcome back to Hogwarts! I have a few things to tell you all, and one of them is very important, so I think it's best to get this out of the way before you enjoy your delicious meal and your minds get muddled."

Dumbledore began to tell about the dementors. They came from Azkaban and were sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties. Everyone knew that it must have something to do with Sirius Black.

Afterwards, Dumbledore began to introduce this year's new professors—one was Remus Lupine, and then Hagrid was in charge of the protection of magical animals. The latter received warm applause from Gryffindor. As for the former— —Snape looked like he wanted to kill Lupine.

Toby could fully understand this, if there was no need to communicate, it would be fine, and who asked Snape to help Lupine prepare the wolfsbane potion.

It's fine if you don't poison it.

"there's one more thing!"

After the applause gradually subsided, Dumbledore announced loudly: "From now on, Hogwarts' school board system will be cancelled, and will be replaced by the Black Devil Foundation participated by Professor Highmore, me, and all the professors in the school." .And now it's your turn, boys—Toby, do you want to tell it yourself?"

Under the complicated and terrified eyes of the students below, Toby stood up and said, "Then let me do it, principal."

With his hair in front of his eyes, he showed a big smile and said: "My dear students, it is time for you to contribute. The same is the Black Devil Foundation, which will allow students to participate. You should have seen the wish Well, it not only provides enough funds for the school, but also has a lot of bonuses and commissions-yes, you heard me right, children, as long as you are creative enough to invent prizes that meet the standards, you will be rewarded accordingly. and be rewarded.”

"For this reason, I will separate a student-specific organization from the foundation - the Black Devil Club. Then my most trusted student will serve as the minister of this semester, and even have the opportunity to get my personal guidance—"

When he said this, Toby paused deliberately. He saw the expectant expression on Harry's face, Cedric's suppressed excitement, and Luna staring directly at him.

Well, ignore the last one for now.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Toby announced loudly: "He will be my assistant this semester, and he will also be the one who will be responsible for this matter."

Draco who was named didn't look happy at all.

After a brief silence, except for the Slytherin table, strong protests erupted.

"He's only in the third grade!"

"Why not Cedric! He made an auto-casting wand!"

"Shouldn't it be Harry Potter, Professor! He's a better heir to Slytherin - well, don't get excited when I don't say that, Harry."

"Ravenclaw—"

"Shut up! It's none of your business!"

The auditorium suddenly became noisy, Toby glanced around and sat down in satisfaction.In the end, it was Dumbledore who announced the start of the dinner, which suppressed the noise quite a bit, but the students still couldn't help muttering secretly.

"how so?!"

Ron picked up a chicken leg angrily, and bit it viciously: "How could the professor choose Malfoy? How could he treat other students fairly, and I expect to make a lot of money!"

"A lot of money?" Although Harry was a little disappointed, he was even more puzzled by Ron's words.

"Yeah," said Ron, drawing out his new wand, "look at this, willow, fourteen inches long, with a unicorn's tail in it, the first time I've ever bought it with my own money Things. I can't stop at all, and I'm about to do a big job!"

"Be sober!" Hermione reminded, knocking on the glass bowl: "It's only for this semester, maybe the candidates for the next semester may change. Besides, with our level, there is no way to get in touch with alchemy, so it should be Only students who are about to graduate will learn a little bit of content, which means—"

"Magic circle!" Harry suddenly said, "All this is for us to learn magic circle!"

"Perhaps we need to add some ritual magic." Hermione said worriedly: "But the devil can't trade it. I really regret it. How can the flame bottle alone compare to the automatic casting wand? Only those who have never learned Ritual magic is more reliable, otherwise it will not be as important as Digory in the professor's heart. If I had known earlier, I would not go on a trip and receive counseling with you."

Hermione was still thinking about Cedric's status, but Ron didn't think so: "I knew that Professor Highmore would not completely ignore Slytherin House, and send such a big gift as soon as he came up—you know the wish box How much money do you make?"

Before the two asked questions, Ron said mysteriously: "In just such a period of time, it is estimated that there will be nearly [-] Galleons. This is what my father told me. There seems to be a special evaluation in the ministry. If it is not because of The goblin obstructed it, and it might have been targeted long ago."

"So much?" Hermione thought of her pocket money.

"It shouldn't be so exaggerated." Harry reminded: "There are ten Firebolt prizes alone. These alone will cost a lot of money, and the cost of other prizes, plus the school's expenses, the professor should earn a lot of money." Not much. Besides, haven't you noticed?"

"what?"

"Looking at Malfoy, I don't think he is taken care of at all, and he seems to be arguing with the people around him."
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"Draco, why haven't you mentioned this?" A senior student approached and asked, "How did you get Professor Highmore's appreciation? Tsk tsk tsk, black devil, you really don't hide it. You Want to be his successor? Sounds good—”

"Shut up!" Draco reprimanded angrily, "Go away, stay away from me!"

As soon as the student was about to explode, he saw Crabbe and Goyle clenched their fists at the same time. Although their mouths were stuffed, their size was enough to be intimidating.

After he was not disturbed by others, Crabbe picked up a piece of pie and asked, "Boss, what's the matter with you today? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, boss." Gore continued, "The head of the Black Devil Club sounds very imposing. Who will dare to mess with us again?"

"Who else!" Draco lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to be targeted by everyone, or are you willing to meet Professor Heimer every day?"

The two couldn't understand the first half of the sentence, but the second half still scared them enough.

"Be careful in the future!" Draco stared at them viciously and said, "Don't let me know that you are using this excuse to fool people, otherwise, once I get involved, it will never make you feel better!"

At the same time, it was also very lively at the teacher's long table.

"Ha! Black Devil's Club!" Professor Flitwick said with a chuckle, "You can think of it! I didn't expect you to really use this name!"

Toby shook his head and said it didn't matter: "Let them applaud casually, don't care about other people's eyes, this is what you taught me."

Flitwick was instantly moved to tears.

"I still maintain my previous opinion." Professor McGonagall said rigidly from a distance away: "It is a good thing to allow students to participate more, but it should not delay the usual homework. It is enough for the students to deal with these It's numb."

"Are you understanding them?" Professor Sprout asked curiously, "Do you finally understand how strict you are?"

"Of course not." Mag replied blankly: "It's just that the students are too lazy, and there are too few hardworking ones, especially outstanding students like Toby are even rarer."

By the way, even though he started to study ancient magic when he was in school, Toby has never fallen behind in his usual course grades and has always been excellent. Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive the later archaeological work safely.

That's not all ancient magic.

"Did you hear that?" Toby rubbed his fingers against Al's body and said, "Listen carefully, how I usually work hard."

Al glanced sideways at him, grabbed another rib and gnawed on it, too lazy to respond.

At this time, an inappropriate voice sounded.

"Just wait and see." Snape stared at Toby with a cold look: "Just don't close down Hogwarts, you will become the biggest hero in history."

Toby replied lazily: "Even if you don't believe me, you should trust the principal, right? Let's not talk about when the school board was established and when Hogwarts began to be controlled by others, don't you? Do you suspect that the principal has ulterior motives? Do you think the principal can’t see your little thoughts? Are you farsighted without you?”

At the end of the talk, Toby suddenly pointed at Snape's livid face from a distance: "Okay, good you Severus! You actually think you are better than the headmaster! How dare you usurp the throne in front of everyone!"

Snape immediately retorted: "Is that what I think? Or are you already doing it?!"

At this time, Dumbledore coughed twice, stopping the unprovoked quarrel between the two.

"I think we've discussed it," he said. "I've seen with my own eyes how Armando Dippet, the previous principal, was embarrassed in front of the school board, and we all agreed. Toby's decision, which is beneficial to the school. Moreover, the decision on the position of the principal is no longer limited to outsiders, but is made collectively by the professors in the school, just like the previous teacher The commendation meeting, the process is more reasonable. Let's continue to enjoy the feast."

Satisfied, Toby looked away, and he looked to the other side, just in time to see Lupine staring at him with a complicated look.

Well, Harry's demons haven't been fully revealed yet, and it seems that we have to find a time to have a good talk with the new professor.

Hopefully it will be easier this time than it was with Lockhart.

(End of this chapter)