Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 248 Voldemort's Heir

The day of the celebration was finally settled, and it was Christmas Day.

For some reason, Fudge seemed to think that this celebration alone was not enough, and he had to go to Hogwarts with Dumbledore to attend the dinner that day after the celebration was over. Only in this way could he completely cast aside his doubts.

Toby wondered if he would make it in time.

He had already discussed it with Dumbledore. On the same day when the celebration started, Dumbledore would go to Nurmengard to have a good talk with Grindelwald, including of course the magic ball that Toby was most concerned about. , He must figure out how Grindelwald studied the magic ball so thoroughly.

I just hope that Lupine, who is disguised as the headmaster, can hold on longer.

Toby is no longer the one to be approached regarding subsequent change notifications to the celebration.Because he has promised Dumbledore to find out Voldemort as soon as possible, and find out whether Voldemort has touched the secret hidden in the crown.

So he has been very busy recently, very busy, busier than Al, who is in charge of rehearsing "Sirius".

Ravenclaw's diadem, Tom Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, and the pen of acceptance and the book of admission, these five extremely important items are scattered on the table.

The Book of Access was sent by Dumbledore later, and Toby had the least amount of time to touch it.

This is an extremely old and old book, as if it would fall apart if touched, but it is extremely strong, not as fragile as it looks.

In this book, Toby saw many familiar names - James Potter, Lily Evans, Remus Lupine, Severus Snape, and of course his own.And not only the name, but also the place and date of birth are written, there is no mistake at all.

Once Toby saw the pen of acceptance waved by himself, and wanted to write a new name on the book of admission, but was rejected by this thick book—probably because the signs of magic were not obvious enough. For similar reasons, the standard of the book of admission is much stricter than that of the pen of acceptance.After waiting for a few days, the name was finally not hidden by the book of access. It seems that this little wizard has finally been recognized.

The scene is fun to watch, with a magical allure, like witnessing a new beginning in the wizarding world - maybe a name means the new White Lord, or Dark Lord, whoever Can not guess.

Of course Toby wants to occupy these two items forever, but this is difficult to do. When Dumbledore handed him the Book of Access, he had seriously warned that these two items must not be damaged.

But how could Toby be that kind of obedient student.

On the first day he got the book of access, he used ritual magic to test it, wanting to see the deeper secrets hidden in the book.

Toby had already done similar things with the Pen of Acceptance. At that time, he finally knew that this quill could distinguish newborn wizards by blood. This is really a bad sign. Something's wrong - what exactly is the reason for this?

In other words, when did the blood discrimination among wizards start?Is it longer than everyone imagined?
However, it is a pity that the secrets of the Book of Access are all hidden on the surface - or there is no need to hide it at all, it has no secrets at all, only a lot of names that indicate magical talents.

This is quite different from the pen of acceptance.

No way, Toby had to turn his mind back, thinking about how to solve Voldemort's problem.

But the unresolved puzzle reappeared.

Toby's hair was in a mess, and he rubbed it vigorously with his palms, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What's missing?" he said to himself.

Logically speaking, these clues should be enough—the diary, the locket, and the crown, there are three items in total, and they should be able to find something.

But it was such a small difference, an extremely critical point, which completely stumped Toby.

He could feel it, and the result of ritual magic also appeared in this way—as long as he found this unknown clue, he could find Voldemort.

But what is it?

Al was sitting on the sofa, enjoying the few leisure time. He was exhausted these days, and those pets would make trouble every now and then, no matter how they taught him, he was not obedient enough.

There are still too few sniffers as smart as it.

It is estimated that those pets can't even understand the Marauder's Map.

Speaking of the Marauder's Map
Al put his paw into his belly pocket and fumbled back and forth, took out an old piece of parchment, and then shouted at Toby: "Yeah!"

Toby threw his wand over without raising his head: "You can use it by yourself, and there is no one else in the house-just be careful not to do it outside-now no one knows you can cast magic, right? "

Al thought about it carefully—hey, Ginny and Luna seem to be insiders, but unfortunately they failed to buy spirits, and they have never been ashamed to mention the matter of asking Al to teach them magic.

Toby noticed that there was a long silence in the room, and he raised his head suddenly: "Does anyone really know? Who is it?"

Al hesitated for a moment, but said their names anyway.

Toby stared at it angrily: "It's because of buying wine again? I said how would they want to listen to you-have you forgotten what you became when you were drunk last time?"

Al shook his head honestly, how could he remember when he was drunk.

"It's terrible!" Toby said loudly. "You and I have become terrible! I don't think we should reveal our connection to more people. The headmaster will definitely see it. Do you understand?" ?”

Al nodded his head quickly, but his eyeballs were rolling around—why Toby can drink, but he can't, it's not fair!
"Merlin!" Toby sighed as he watched its reaction, "Is this retribution? It couldn't have started with Gamp, right? I don't like drinking it that much either—"

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Come in," said Toby, leaning back in his chair.

It was Filch, with an ingratiating smile on his face, and Mrs. Norris was there, her tail cocked high.

"Dear Mr. Al - oh, Professor Highmore, you are also -"

Well, it seems that he came here specifically to find Al, which is really strange.

Toby narrowed his eyes unhappily, a little jealous of Al's popularity.

Al was very happy.

"Ah!" It waved cheerfully, and accidentally exposed its wand, its expression suddenly became stiff.

"Is this a prop?" Filch asked in surprise, "Is it a prop that will be rehearsed later? For Norris?"

Al was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on a serious face: "Yeah."

Filch didn't wear demon-proof glasses on his face, but what was amazing was that he understood what Al was saying.

"That's right." He said regretfully, but quickly covered up his emotions, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Of course, as the protagonist, of course Mr. Al is the most worthy of having a wand—but Isn't Norris also an important villain? Does it have props too?"

Al blinked, it seems that it is not impossible, there are a lot of props needed in this room, wouldn't it be better if Luo Lisi had a skull on her head?
Toby saw Al's thoughts immediately, he didn't intend to make this drama a horror scene, which would cause trouble for the sales of anti-monster glasses.

He coughed twice, and was about to refuse Filch when a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Toby, are you in the office?"

Only people close to him called Toby that, and there were very few of them at school, and even fewer ghosts.

The bloody Barrow suddenly appeared at the door, bloodstained all over his body, his eyes were so straight that even Filch moved away, unwilling to deal with this frightening ghost.

Toby didn't even want to!
Well, it can't be all the fault of Barrow. To a certain extent, Toby broke his promise.

Because he wanted to be rescued, Barrow told Toby a lot of secrets, but Toby didn't give any reply to Barrow, and even avoided him in the past few days.

Normally, Toby wouldn't do that.

But who Barrow is always thinking about Toby, wanting to make him a member of the Slytherin house ghost?
"What's the matter?" Toby said with a bright smile, acting as if nothing happened; "As you can see, I am busy, and there will be a lot of animals coming in a while-you want to Do you want to star in "The Legend of Sirius"? It's not impossible—"

Al winked at Toby desperately—how can this work, he won't let him be in charge of the rehearsal at that time, but how could Barrow be directed by him?
At this moment, Toby suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Barrow's vision. He had been staring at something on the table since he came in, and then turned his head to stare at another thing in Al's hand—— This Toby saw clearly, it was the Marauder's Map, a magic item that Al asked for from the twins.

"So you already knew."

Barrow said suddenly.

Al froze, Filch couldn't understand what Barrow was saying at all, he whispered a few words to Al, and agreed to come back later so as not to run into Barrow again.

what do you know?
Toby suddenly remembered that Barrow had participated in the mysterious meeting between Salazar Slytherin and Rowena Ravenclaw, and told Toby that it had something to do with ancient magic.

But when Toby asked what kind of magic it was, Barrow became mysterious again, and refused to tell him, probably waiting until the day he was liberated.

Could it be because of this reason?
"Yes."

Toby's tone suddenly became low, and his long hair automatically fell in front of his eyes, blocking his blurred sight and gaze.

"Otherwise, how long do you think you can hide it from me?"

Al could tell at a glance that Toby was bluffing people. This scene was all too familiar to him, and it had happened many times when he was in archaeology.

Barrow was silent for a while, he stared straight at Toby, and when the atmosphere was about to freeze, he said: "I should have guessed it a long time ago, how can someone who is valued by the dean be indifferent? , you are exactly the same, you can always guess what I am thinking."

Ok.

Al curled his lips quietly, once again, Toby succeeded, he could always bluff people, otherwise he wouldn't have used the same method so many times, every time it was very effective.

This time Toby finally saw clearly.

Baro looked at the item on the table, which was the Book of Access.

So, it was the Book of Access and the Marauder's Map that got Baron's idea?

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Toby said in a very confident tone, without showing the slightest timidity.

"Of course, I will help you." Barrow said uncharacteristically: "Didn't you just do this to free me? I will help you study the soul."

soul?

This is really a direction Toby never expected.

Is this what Slytherin and Ravenclaw are studying?

A wizard's soul?
Suddenly, Toby stood up suddenly, startling Al who was secretly watching the play.

"Al, treat Barrow well for me, I'll be back in a moment—give me the Marauder's Map too, hurry up!"

As he spoke, he rushed out of the office with the Book of Access and the Marauder's Map, leaving Al looking around blankly, and Barrow staring at it intently.

After waiting for a while, Al asked dryly, "Yeah?"

[Would you like a glass of lemonade—you can’t drink, so—would—want to play Quidditch with skeletons?Forget it, let's talk about your drama. 】

On the other side, Toby hurriedly walked in the corridor, with a serious and scary face, causing the students to avoid him, not understanding what happened again.

It was Barrow who gave Toby a reminder-soul, Voldemort also has a soul, and the people killed by him also have souls.

That key point, probably already at Hogwarts.

With a bang, Toby pushed open the door of the abandoned bathroom on the second floor, and as soon as he entered, he shouted: "Myrtle, Myrtle, do you remember how you died? I heard you tell Several times, some things need to be confirmed with you - why are you here? Why do you lock the door?"

Harry and Ron were each holding a broom, and they looked at the broken lock in bewilderment.

"Because we don't want other people to see what it looks like when we are in confinement."

Finally it was Harry who said pitifully, "That's a shame - we're leaving now, Professor."

Professor Highmore obviously came to ask Myrtle something important. Although he was very curious in his heart, Harry and Ron thought it would be better to wait a while before coming to clean up.

Toby didn't keep them, and it might be inconvenient for too many people to know what happened next, even if Harry was the Boy Who Lived.

Myrtle floated out of the toilet in a short time, full of surprise, she said, "Are you going to write a play for me too? Like Sirius?"

"Well, Al is responsible for this matter, I don't know very well." Toby pushed all the troubles to Al, and then asked: "Tell me, how did you die?"

"Oh, that would be so much fun."

It seems that no ghost would mind her own death. Myrtle talked about the cause of her death with great interest—it couldn't be simpler. She heard movement in the bathroom when she was in school, and then opened the door to look, and found A pair of eyes—that was her last memory.

It must be the eye of the basilisk. It turns out that Myrtle was killed by Voldemort.

"Listen." Toby said in a less intimidating tone, "I need you to do me a favor. It's very simple. Just stand still. It won't do you any harm."

Myrtle stared at him suspiciously: "I remember you used to deceive those students who bullied you like this."

Toby blinked, but at this time Myrtle said excitedly: "When we start, it doesn't matter if it hurts, I haven't felt pain for a long time—oh, of course, except for the spiritual level, That's a real pain."

"I can't help you with this." Toby said with a smile: "Okay, you just need to stand here quietly and don't move around, otherwise I'm not sure what will happen."

"Like what?" Myrtle looked a lot like trying it out.

"For example, call the person you hate the most." Toby said with a very experienced look: "Then I will scold you again, like staying in school for so long and refusing to leave, it is still This stupid look, with so many freckles on his face—"

"Stop, stop!" said Myrtle, hurt. "And you said you couldn't help me. You are more cruel than anyone—do I really have so many freckles on my face?"

"If you move around, there will be more and more."

Toby started to arrange things. He first went back to the office to take away a few other things, and ignored Al's begging eyes, then hurried back to the bathroom, and drew a line on the floor with his scepter. Five-pointed star circle, put these five things in each corner, and let Myrtle stand in the middle.

"That's all?" Myrtle turned her head to look around, and she asked curiously, "It doesn't look that complicated—but the line you drew is straight."

"I'm using a scepter to cast a magic circle." Toby explained: "I don't know what the owner of this scepter will think if he sees this scene. There are many evidences that show that there are many contradictions between ritual magic and magic circle." relationship—well, listen to me count down to five, and stay relaxed."

Myrtle didn't look frightened at all, her eyes widened in anticipation of the magic that was about to happen to her.

"Five, four, three—"

Suddenly, a series of indistinct spells spit out from Toby's mouth, and he was ahead of schedule.

Myrtle, who was shrouded in red smoke, shouted the same way: "You lied to me!"

Toby responded loudly through the smoke, "But you're relaxed, aren't you? Keep it up!"

Myrtle's angry cries soon turned to screams, and if he hadn't known what was inside, Toby would have thought he had accidentally summoned a ghost.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Ahhhh-"

"You really feel the pain?"

"Ahhhh-"

"Okay, I'll count to five more, this time for real, if it still doesn't work, I'll stop right away—five—"

"Wait a moment!"

Myrtle said angrily inside, "I just lied to you to play, I don't feel anything, and it's quite warm—"

Toby breathed a sigh of relief.Well, this is Myrtle's revenge for her previous teasing.

"And then?" Toby asked immediately, "Are there any other changes?"

"Huh?" There was a surprised voice suddenly from the smoke: "Why did I appear outside the bathroom? Did you move me there? Wait, I seem to be going back."

"Where did you go?" Toby asked quickly.

"Go back. The day I died, it seems to be true. There is movement outside the compartment, should I go out? Will I die again? A ghost that turned into a ghost?"

"Of course not!" Toby immediately vetoed: "How can the same mistake be made twice?"

"What should I do?" Myrtle asked anxiously, "If it's too late, it may be too late."

"Listen to me." Toby instructed, just like facing students in class: "Go and push the door open, but be careful not to look into the eyes of the basilisk, and just run to me without looking back."

"But where are you? I can't see anything, it's all red, and the fog is getting thicker."

There was a sudden silence outside for a while.

Just when Myrtle was getting more and more flustered, she suddenly saw a silver light appearing on the opposite side of the bathroom, blowing away all the red smoke.

"Can you see?" She heard Toby shout, "Run here, don't stop!"

Myrtle slapped her face hard twice, a touch that the Ghost missed.

She felt reluctantly for a while, and then leaned against the door and listened for a while, which is really strange, no matter how loudly she and Toby talked, the people outside seemed to be unable to hear, and the reaction did not change at all. .

When you are ready——

Myrtle rushed out of the cubicle with her eyes closed, ran to the door in the direction she remembered, and pushed the door open smoothly. At this time, the other person in the room obviously didn't expect that there were other people here.

"Murder!"

Myrtle yelled without looking back, "A student is going to kill someone!"

"Nice job!" Toby called through the smoke. "Now run faster!"

After being reminded by Toby, Myrtle didn't dare to turn around. She felt that she broke through the smoke, and her body changed from entity to ghost bit by bit, feeling light and light, as if something was pulling her back, but I can't feel a trace of power, similar to the passage of time.

The silver light in front of her became brighter and brighter, and Myrtle completely turned back into a ghost, her eyes were almost blinded by the flash, but she didn't want to close her eyes anyway, hoping to see for a longer time.

It brought her warmth and happiness, a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Yeah! Yah!"

In a trance, Myrtle heard someone calling her, her vision gradually became clear, and she saw a black Niffler jumping around anxiously.

"Al, how could it be you?" She asked suspiciously: "You are obviously black, where is the silver thing?"

After seeing that Myrtle was fine, Al finally felt relieved, and she sat down on the floor tiredly, not wanting to move.

"Where's Toby?" Myrtle looked around and asked, "Why isn't he here?"

"Yeah." Al weakly pointed in the direction of the door, which was pushed open a gap, as if someone just ran out.

In the corridor, the students noticed that Professor Highmore began to put on that "I'm serious" face again, and almost no one could see the black smoke drifting through his eyes. Reflected in the picture that others cannot see - a red ghost running in a panic - is the young Voldemort, the guy who thinks he is the heir of Slytherin.

Just follow him and you'll find out where Voldemort is—

"professor?"

Harry and Ron reappeared in front of Toby, who had just emerged from the passageway behind the portrait of the Fat Lady, Hermione, and a little bit, Hedwig, and Crookshanks, who seemed to be planning to send the pets to rehearsal.

"Do you want to go in?" Harry stepped back and hesitated, "Do you need us to tell you the password? Although this is a bit against the rules, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Of course it's okay!" Ron said first.

Hermione knew that nothing would go wrong. She had seen Al floating into the common room in her first year, so that certainly wouldn't stop Professor Highmore.

"I said, how long do you have to wait." The fat lady looked at them and complained, "I can't stay here all day, and I won't be able to catch up with the nuns' meeting any later."

Toby waved his hand to signal the fat lady to leave them alone.

He gradually came back to his senses and looked Harry up and down, making him uneasy, not knowing what mistake he had made again.

The red ghost just now got into Harry's body without looking back, acting as if he had returned home.

Could it be the heir of the mysterious man?

Harry can't be transformed into a mysterious person, can he?Can he still be a child?

The night was getting darker.

Principal's office.

Snape walked in frowning, and saw Dumbledore sitting behind the desk sighing at a glance.

"I just saw Toby." Snape sneered, "Why did he mess with you?"

"As always." Dumbledore said heavily, "Do you still remember what I told you to keep an eye on Harry?"

Snape's expression suddenly became extremely bored: "Of course, I just found a reason to put him in confinement, don't tell me that's not enough, I don't have the time to look at him all day—"

"We failed." Dumbledore interrupted: "Toby still noticed something strange about Harry, and it was something strange that even I hadn't confirmed—"

"Harry Potter, almost soon to be Voldemort's heir."

(End of this chapter)