Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 368
367 warrior
Cedric really has no intention of participating in the Triwizard Tournament.

Students at the same academy thought he was crazy when they heard the news.

"I'm not crazy." Cedric patiently explained: "But you also know that I have already won the honor of World Cup champion - as a Hufflepuff student. Although the more honors the better, but time But it's not quite enough."

"Are you going to drop out?"

"Are you still playing?"

"Have you been cursed?"

"It's getting closer and closer to the time of graduation." Cedric said with a headache: "I only have four years left, but the automatic casting wand has made no progress at all. It can only cast a simple disarm now." Curse, not even one more spell. I have to hurry up, that's the most important thing—and I'm not so easy to be chosen."

Cedric's words reached Hermione's ears very quickly - because it was he who told Hermione himself.

"You want to ask me for help?" Hermione was a little surprised when she heard this request. She did discuss the possibility of automatic casting wands with Cedric, but she was a little drunk at that time, that is, after the World Cup That time of celebration.

"Perhaps what you said makes sense." Cedric admitted frankly, "It's not just a question of the number of magic circles, we have to find a way to change this wand."

Hermione didn't agree right away, she asked after thinking carefully, "I remember you were still Mr. Al's assistant."

"That's right." Cedric asked puzzled, "Is there any problem?"

"Will you ask it for help?"

"It's probably a bit difficult—ah, no, there should be a chance."

After seeing the change in Hermione's expression, Cedric immediately changed. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked in surprise: "Aren't you still thinking about the assistant? You want to take this opportunity to get close to Haimo professor?"

"No." Hermione said sternly: "It's Professor Angela. Didn't you notice that Professor Haimer finally has a new assistant, this is the only chance for me to re-discover ancient magic, and it must not just be like this Let go."

"Okay, don't waste any more time, go to "Wand Science", I'll look through my notes from last semester here—by the way, do you already want to turn your wand into a scepter?"

"Not yet." Cedric said in a daze; "I don't want to make such a big leap just yet, otherwise it will be bad if I break the wand, and I have to take extra time off to buy another one. "

"Coward." Hermione lowered his head and muttered. Cedric looked at Hermione more uncertainly, and now he doubted whether his decision was right or wrong.

So, when Ron was thinking about how to make money, when Harry and Qiu Tiantian were in love, and when other students were excited about the competition, the two outstanding students put homework early. After finishing writing, they gathered in the library to figure out how to change Cedric's wand in a safer way.

This is not a simple matter, because it is written in the book "Ancient Magic and Ritual Magic"-so far, no wizard has been able to completely reproduce the former scepter.

After thinking about it, the two still had to helplessly seek help.

On the morning when the list of warriors for the Triwizard Tournament was about to be announced, Hermione and Cedric came to the gate of the Ancient Magic Office together.

"Shall I come?" Cedric asked, looking at the nervous Hermione.

"Then you come." Hermione let out a long breath, she still couldn't forget the past when she was fired from her assistant position.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, and the next second, the wooden door automatically opened from the inside.

Before the two of them could enter, they saw that sitting behind the desk was not Professor Higher, but Mr. Al wearing a pair of small glasses. Make corrections or sign on it.

Just as Cedric wondered if that was the homework they turned in, there was a whining sound of complaint from another corner of the office.

"Toby, why did you just come back? I didn't see anyone early in the morning, and Al refused to play chess with me——Why don't you take me to design the game together? If it doesn't work, I can help you Staring at other people, such as Moody? Didn't you want to drive him away a long time ago-hey, why are you?"

Cedric was about to turn around and leave subconsciously, but Hermione insisted on holding his arm tightly, and refused to let him go.

【Where do you want to go now? 】

Cedric read the meaning in Hermione's eyes.

"Good morning, Mr. Al, good morning. Professor Angela."

The two moved into the office with small steps, and Al said "Yeah" without looking up, and was still busy with work.

Angela finally remembered her identity at this time, and she changed from lying on her side to sitting upright, but the pile of snacks on the coffee table and "Wizard Weekly" really didn't have much convincing power.

"What's the matter?" Angela asked with a straight face, and with a wave of her hand, all these things on the coffee table disappeared.

Cedric glanced at Hermione—although the timing was not good, it was indeed one of the few opportunities for Hermione to get close to Professor Angela.

Because Professor Haimo doesn't need too many assistants for this semester's courses, usually only Al will show up in class, and Angela hasn't shown up once.

"That's right, Professor." Hermione pretended not to see the chocolate shavings next to the corner of Angela's mouth, and she truthfully said aside the question they wanted to ask for advice.

To their surprise, Angela showed great interest in it.

"Want to turn a wand into a scepter? That sounds like a good idea, maybe I can help you, because I have a scepter—"

"Yeah." Al muttered again without raising his head.

Angela glared at Al angrily, but she changed her words: "There used to be a scepter, until it was stolen by two shameless guys—"

"Yeah." Al began to correct again.

"You also know that is robbery?!" Angela's eyes burst out with anger, and even her long silver hair fluttered.

"Forget it, come and sit down."

After seeing the frightened two students who were finally able to use it to relieve boredom, Angela asked them in a soft voice: "So whose wand are you changing? Can I have a look? "

"It's mine." Cedric obediently handed over his wand, and Angel took it with his hand, and looked at it carefully for a while.

After a while.

"Ash wood, twelve and a quarter inches long, the core is the tail hair of a unicorn, a very loyal wand, and usually the wizard who owns it will appear a little stubborn, of course, it can also be said Cheng doesn't waver easily in perspective and purpose—you take care of it well."

After hearing this comment, Cedric couldn't help exclaiming: "What you said is exactly the same as Mr. Ollivander."

"It's just some simple knowledge about wands." Angela said casually.

Hermione knew this was true, because she had read some books about wand materials, which were much more complicated than mere wands.

It's just that she didn't expect Professor Angela to do the same.

"You're underestimating me."

Angela stared into Hermione's eyes and said, she pointed out exactly why Hermione felt flustered: "Do you think Al is much better than me, because it will change homework?"

Cedric's eyes trembled when he heard it - that was really the homework they handed in.

"Yeah [she didn't feel wrong]."

"Humph!"

Angela seems to want to imitate Toby's scary appearance, but she is not scary at all when she squints her eyes-maybe she should also put down her pouting mouth.

"Give me the scepter, today I will let them take a good look at why I always say that it belongs to me."

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It wasn't until the afternoon that Toby finally rushed back from the outside.

While pushing open the office door, he rushed into the room and asked, "Al, how is the homework correction going?"

"Yeah." Al had already finished the work of a certain vice principal ahead of schedule, and he was sitting behind his desk, eating a snack, and playing wizard chess with one of the three skeletons.

After entering the room, Toby saw other people in the office.

The three of them didn't make a sound at all.

Toby walked over and saw that Angela was slowly dismembering a wand. Hermione stared at this scene intently.

As for Cedric, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

"finished."

After pulling out the last wand core from the wand, Angela held up the unicorn's tail hair to show them: "You can see clearly, it is indeed the tail hair of a unicorn, I I knew I couldn't be wrong."

Hermione praised with bright eyes: "It's really amazing, Professor, can you teach me this skill too?"

"It's not that easy to learn." Angela said proudly, "But you can come and practice your hands when you have time—"

"I don't think it's necessary anymore." Cedric shook his head decisively, ignoring Hermione's gaze, and said, "Professor Angela is clearly teaching you a lesson, but why is it my wand that was removed? It can be restored ?"

I saw Angela put her palm back on the disassembled material, a faint light flashed, no matter the wood or the unicorn tail hair disappeared, and it returned to the original wand in the blink of an eye Appearance, looks exactly the same.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Toby asked aloud, startling Cedric and Hermione, who had been concentrating on it. They didn't even hear the conversation between Professor Highmore and Mr. Al just now.

After hearing what happened, Toby glared at Angela, then waved to the two students and said, "Hurry up, don't miss today's dinner, the list of warriors will be announced in a while. "

Hermione and Cedric didn't know if they had done anything, but Professor Highmore's words still gave them a sense of escape.

After the two of them left, Toby turned his gaze to Angela's stiff smile.

"Do you know what Dumbledore would think of you if he knew you had this ability?"

"And he doesn't know that I've taken apart the Elder Wand like this."

Angela said in a low voice, her tone seemed a little tough, but her expression was still a little guilty.

"But we really don't need to take this risk." Toby shook his head and said, "Especially before we figure out your true identity, it's best to keep your talent at the level of communicating with nature—as for the two Little guy, forget it, I'll just prepare a few more books for them, and I won't let them trouble you again."

"I don't find it troublesome at all." Angela said aggrievedly: "You are not as nice to me as Hai Erbo, at least he allows me to take the students to travel abroad."

Toby sighed: "That's exactly why I'm worried—he's so relieved of you, do you think it's a good thing?"

Angela was silent and unable to speak.

That was the omniscient Hai Erbo, how could it be a good thing to be someone who reassures him.

"Besides, I didn't restrain you." Toby said, his eyes gradually became strange: "You can leave Hogwarts at any time, and you don't even need to ask for leave in advance. Compared with old Tom in the Chamber of Secrets, you are free. too much."

"But where can I go?" Angela said suddenly, staring straight at Toby.

The person who couldn't speak suddenly became Toby.

Before the two met, Angela had been used by evil people because of her magical talent, and was later taken in by Haierbo, who didn't know her true identity.

Even today, no one knows if Angela has any family members of her own.

Fortunately, Al broke the silence at this moment.

"ah."

[The dinner party is about to begin, why don't we go and see who will be selected as a warrior? 】
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The hall of the Great Hall was full of people, as were the principals of the three schools, including Scrimgeour from the Ministry of Magic.

Many people have noticed that this time Lockhart is sitting a little far away from Scrimgeour, which is completely different from the previous scene where they had a happy conversation.

Toby sat quietly in his own seat, next to him was Angela who followed, and Al sat between them a little awkwardly, not knowing who to talk to for a while, so he could only stare at Principal McGonagall's speech .

"After the names of the warriors are announced, I want them to go to the top of the auditorium, then walk along the staff table, into the next room—" she pointed to the door behind the staff table, "—they will Get initial guidance there."

The students in the entire auditorium gradually fell silent.

Finally, the flame in the goblet suddenly turned red, and crackling sparks burst out.Then, a flame shot into the air, and a piece of charred parchment flew out of it-everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Principal McGonagall opened the parchment.

"The champion of Durmstrang," she said in clear and forceful tones, "is Viktor Krum."

Applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium, Harry and Ron loudly congratulated Krum, Hermione absently clapped her hands twice, still thinking about whether she would have a chance to become Professor Angela in the future assistant.

After a few seconds, the flames turned red again.Pushed by the flames, the second piece of parchment jumped out of the cup.

"The champion of Beauxbatons," said McGonagall, "is Fleur Delacour!"

The previous Veela-like girl stood up gracefully, flicked her shiny silver hair, and walked lightly between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables.

Judging from the expression on Madam Maxim's face, she was very satisfied with the result.

"I remember this girl." Angela broke the silence suddenly and said, "I saw her in Beauxbatons, and she is quite talented in magic."

Toby nodded slightly, looked at the Goblet of Fire with the others, quietly waiting for the last name to appear.

After a short wait, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, sparks burst out, and the tongue of flame shot high into the air. Mag pulled out the third piece of parchment from the tip of the tongue of fire.

"Heroes of Hogwarts!"

Mag said loudly, and then her tone became full of doubts and doubts.

"Harry Potter?"

Harry thought he heard it wrong, or made some ridiculous mistake, so he was named by Principal McGonagall.

Everyone else's reaction was similar, because everyone knew that Harry was not up to the age limit.

At this moment, Toby suddenly stood up from his seat, walked around the long table and walked to Dean McGonagall.

It wasn't until this time that the students realized that something was wrong - because the expression on Professor Haimer's face was too serious, cold and frightening.

Toby took a look at the parchment handed over by Mag. He exchanged a heavy look with the other party, then turned his gaze to Harry who was still in a daze and said, "What are you waiting for? Go over."

Harry stood up almost subconsciously.

He was only now beginning to be sure that his name really appeared in the Goblet of Fire.

But how is this possible?
He saw Ron's astonished gaze, and the admiring and frightened eyes of the Weasley twins not far away.

It is estimated that other people are similar to what they think-you dare to do anything under the nose of Professor Haimo, are you dead?
Worst of all, this isn't quite over yet.

Toby was talking to Mag in a low voice: "I'm sure, neither the armor nor the devil in the armor has missed anyone, unless the other party's methods are clever enough."

"How clever is it?" McGonagall immediately asked.

Toby was silent for a moment.

"At least. You have to be as smart as Dumbledore."

The moment Toby spit out these words, the flame in the goblet turned red again.Sparks crackled and splashed out.A long tongue of flame suddenly jumped into the air, and another piece of parchment was pulled out.

Toby reached out his hand almost subconsciously. He grabbed the parchment and slowly placed it in front of his eyes.

Principal McGonagall stared at this scene closely, and she noticed that Toby was silent for a particularly long time this time.

After a few more seconds, Toby's chilling voice finally resounded throughout the auditorium——

"Cedric Diggory."

(End of this chapter)