Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 301 New Courses
Toby failed to get more useful information from Grindelwald, he was just recruited in disguise again, and Grindelwald was extremely persistent about this.

However, unlike Dumbledore's concealment, Grindelwald explained the reason to Toby long ago-under the restrictions of the law of conservation of magic, when more and more ancient magic items are left behind, today's wizards will only become become weaker.

In this way, archaeologists who specialize in the study of ancient magic are very important.

"It's really difficult."

Toby couldn't help talking to himself, which made Harry, who was sitting silently across the desk, become a lot more nervous.

"Professor?" He asked carefully: "Is today's class going to be difficult? Do I need to prepare anything more?"

Today was the day that Toby and Harry had agreed upon. This time, there were no Ron and Hermione in the tutoring class, and only Harry came alone.

He didn't have too many doubts about this, and although Professor Highmore had repeatedly asked Harry not to tell other people about his in-depth study of the devil, he caught the rune snake and the cat on that full moon night. The raccoon's Professor Highmore obviously knew that Harry's devil had been exposed, but Professor Highmore hadn't mentioned it since Christmas.

Harry was really worried at first that he would be punished or something, but later when Principal Dumbledore put the three of them in the school hospital, Harry realized that it didn't seem to be a coincidence that night.

So, in the final analysis, he is still confused now, and can only live one day at a time.

"No need." Toby returned his attention to Harry, his eyes were hidden behind the hair, and he seemed to be saying casually: "As long as you are present, it is enough, by the way, recently the principal has Have you seen you again?"

"No." Harry shook his head and said, not understanding why Professor Highmore would ask this question.

Toby got to his feet, and he paced back and forth in Harry's view, walking up and down the office, occasionally pausing for a moment in front of the curious collection.

Al was humming an unknown tune. It sat on the small flying carpet, wiped the crystal clear ice with its paws, and watched it back slowly with satisfaction.

"Yeah." It called Toby.

Toby nodded, then stopped in front of the ice.

Harry suddenly became even more confused-could the lesson for a while be related to this piece of ice that would never melt?
At this moment, Harry heard Professor Highmore ask with his back turned to himself: "Have you noticed any changes in yourself recently, I mean after your devil lost a head, did you also follow it?" Variety."

Harry thought about it for a while, and found that apart from the extra memory of his parents being killed, nothing had changed in him.

This was already a very unusual thing, and Harry had worried that he would lose control like before, after all, his devil had lost a whole head.

"No, Professor." He said honestly, "I feel—"

"Feel better than before, don't you?" Toby interrupted. "Never feel like I've lived so real?"

That's really an apt description.

Harry nodded in surprise, that's all. Apart from the initial anger, he was no longer as confused as before, and he no longer felt that he was just living in a cloud of fog.

Toby turned around slowly, and he said, "I've always believed that devils help wizards see the world clearly, just like magic not only has a good side, but also has some bad content."

"For example, you, Harry, Horcruxes have always been evil magic, so we don't have to worry about you becoming more evil, do we?"

came back.

That Professor Highmore, who spoke amazingly from the very beginning, is back.

Harry didn't know what expression to show for a moment, he wanted to refuse, but his decision didn't seem to be that important in front of Professor Highmore, and he vaguely felt that these words seemed quite reasonable—— He is already a Horcrux, so why worry about it?

"Go ahead," said Toby, "call out your devil first."

Harry took out the clarinet that he had been wearing close to his body. After whistling in Parseltongue, black smoke slowly condensed from the flute, and finally turned into a rune snake with only two heads left.

"Planners," said Toby, looking to the left head of the rune snake, and then to the head on the right: "and visionaries. Now we've got them all. What do you prefer, Harry?" ?”

Is the professor asking him to choose a head?

"The planner." Harry said decisively, he didn't want to continue living in visions and fantasies at all, because he had seen the Mirror of Erised and knew that fantasies alone were meaningless.

Moreover, he was already living in a magical world, which was the most unspeakable fantasy.

Toby nodded, and he reached out to take the Gryffindor sword that Al silently handed over, and then stretched out the hilt to Harry.

"It's time to make a decision, Harry."

really.

Harry came up with this idea while feeling absurd, what a pity for his devil, he couldn't even keep his last two heads.

"That's not the case." Toby stared into Harry's eyes, and he said in a piercing tone: "Sometimes, we have to make our own decisions. And, interestingly, wizards will It causes the patron saint to change, but the devil is just the opposite—when a major change occurs to the devil, it will cause some unpredictable changes to the wizard."

"This is the lesson I'm going to teach you today. You have to make your own decisions. And last time I did it for you, so this time you have to do it yourself. This is an experience that no one can avoid —even if it's gamp."

Professor Highmore started to say something that Harry couldn't understand again, but at least he understood one thing-Professor Highmore was talking about the conversation before the metaphor-if James really resurrected and turned against them again, So how should Harry himself choose?

"Is there no other way?" Harry asked desperately.

"Can you choose your own destiny?" Toby asked rhetorically, "Can you make it all over again?"

Obviously not, so only now is the choice.

Standing in front of his own demon, Harry clenched the sword in his hand, feeling the weight, just as he felt now.

The two heads of the rune snake looked at him, one looked very shrewd, while the other looked sleepy and drowsy.

Harry took one last look at Professor Highmore, but Toby still had no intention of withdrawing his decision, just waiting for him silently.

Ok.

Harry said to himself silently in his heart, it's time to make a choice.

He made up his mind, raised the sword vigorously, and then swung it down violently.

There was no touch in his hand, but Harry still felt as if he had been punched hard in the head, followed by a warm sensation in his nose, and two nosebleeds remained.

Harry couldn't stand still for a while, and while he was shaking, he watched the head symbolizing the visionary fly down and dissipate into black smoke in the air.

"Go on!" cried Toby suddenly. "Chop off the last snake's head, too, now, Harry!"

The sudden urging made Harry panic. He was dazed to see his demon slowly backing away, and more memories flooded into his mind at the same time, making Voldemort's scream clearer.

Little by little, Harry recalled the scene of Voldemort's death. A green light bounced off Voldemort's body, making him shattered, not even leaving his body, turning into a black smoke—that was Voldemort's shattered soul.

Now, in front of Harry's eyes, two shadows overlapped - Voldemort's snake face overlapped with the rune snake.

Harry suddenly understood—Professor Highmore wanted to save him, so that he would not be troubled by the devil again, and this was a lesson that should have ended completely.

"No, professor." He said resolutely, standing up with his sword in hand: "I can't just shrink back like this—why do you want to terminate the course? Could it be that the threat of the mysterious man is no longer important?"

Toby stared at Harry, who shook his head regretfully.

"Of course it's important, but it shouldn't be your responsibility." He said slowly: "I wanted to end all this early, but now it seems that you have indeed made your own choice."

Harry didn't understand why Professor Highmore suddenly changed his decision. Could it be related to the experience of the full moon night?
Why on earth were they arranged to be admitted to the school hospital?

"Let's rest for a while." Toby flicked his wand lightly, making Harry feel a gentle force push him to the sofa, and Al handed over a few tissues with a tsk tsk.

"Thanks," said Harry, wiping the blood away with trembling hands.

Toby sat across from Harry, and when Harry was almost done tidying up, he continued, "Don't blame me, kid—"

"I don't mean to blame you." Harry said eagerly, "I know you want to help me—"

"Listen to me first." Toby waved his hand and interrupted: "In the original course plan, you will learn about the devil and study it in depth, and then in the near future, maybe next year, you will have the opportunity to rely on the devil Find the broken soul of the You-Know-Who, then crush him completely and avenge him."

Apart from Professor Highmore's taking the whole thing too lightly, Harry felt that the rest of it was acceptable, as he had originally thought.

Of course, there were many accidents during this process. For example, Harry's devil was created because of himself, and had nothing to do with Voldemort, but they were all overcome by Harry later.

"But it's different now." Toby shook his head and said, "You should know that some time ago you, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger just stayed in the school hospital for a long time."

Harry nodded silently.

But under his expectant gaze, Toby didn't tell Harry the real reason: "I can't tell you the specific reason yet, but this is indeed a risk that must be guarded against - besides The second risk is that of your father, James Potter, who suddenly came back from the dead."

"It made me realize that inexplicably, the risks on you have become more and more, too many to be borne by a child. It is interesting to say that some people will think that I will use you against James, But it never occurred to him that I was just trying to keep you out of it."

Harry suddenly became moved. He thought that Professor Highmore had become concerned about him.

But what Toby said next shattered Harry's emotion.

"How is this possible?"

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Let a child deal with a powerful wizard? Who is James' friend? You may not know, your father is very strong, even if you really Even after learning the devil, it is impossible to deal with him."

Harry didn't know how to respond to Professor Highmore's statement for a while, he sat on the sofa stupidly - is this a compliment to his father?Or is he belittling himself? ,

It seems that there are all of them.

"All in all, that's what happened."

Toby finally said: "I originally wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate your hidden dangers. Anyway, you are also hesitating whether you will meet the day when James will turn against us, isn't it? Who knows that he will change after resurrection?" What is it like?"

"But it's a pity that you still saw it." Toby shook his head regretfully again and said, "It's difficult now."

Looking at the pensive Professor Highmore, Harry couldn't help feeling uneasy. He didn't know what decision Professor Highmore would make.

"How about this." Toby said suddenly: "Two things, the first thing you should do is to deal with the other magic - the Patronus Charm, Remus will resume classes in a short time, you, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger will continue to learn the Patronus Charm, and it happens that the two heads of the rune snake are gone, which can also help you avoid more effects caused by the change of the devil."

Harry nodded silently, the idea sounded good.

"As for the second thing." Toby asked suddenly: "What do you think about the question I asked you before?"

Harry didn't know what the problem was.

He looked at Professor Highmore in confusion, and heard him say to himself: "It's about going to the Quidditch World Cup. I know it's hard, but you have to try—and if you are really caught If you are elected to the official team, James may secretly watch your game - he is a complete Quidditch fan. And as a father, James should not miss such an important game of his son. "

This idea sounds even better.

"But, I really have a chance—" Harry asked hesitantly, "Is there a chance to play an official game? I'm not an adult yet."

"The rules can be changed." Toby said confidently: "Besides, some teams desperately need a gimmick like yours, otherwise they will go bankrupt."

"Don't worry, the black devil will let those people accept it."

(End of this chapter)