Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 384 Prom (Part [-]: Start)
383 Prom
December brought strong winds and sleet to Hogwarts, but compared to these, what made some students feel even more chilled was a statement from Principal McGonagall——

"The Yule Ball is coming up - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. Well, the Ball is only open to students from Year [-] onwards - but if you wish, A junior student may be invited—"

To make matters worse, Harry was left alone by Headmaster McGonagall after the bell rang.

"Traditionally, the ball is opened by the warriors and their partners."

After saying this, McGonagall could see the panic in Harry's eyes.

"what happened?"

McGonagall tried to use a less harsh tone and said: "Although I have always disliked discussing students' emotional issues, I remember that you seem to have a girlfriend."

Harry froze for a moment.

"correct."

He subconsciously spoke out, causing Mag to look at him strangely.

"Get ready as soon as possible. Besides, don't let other people see that the warrior of our academy is a fool."
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"Dance partner? How can I invite a dance partner with this dress?"

When Harry returned to the dormitory, he saw Ron holding a maroon velvet dress with moldy ruffles on the neckline, and he kept complaining, "Why do I Do I have to wear this kind of dress? No, I have to go to Fred and George, they are the only ones who can help me at a time like this."

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, stepping aside.

"The parents sent the student's dresses." Neville explained, he was excitedly unpacking his own package, and finally took out a decent set of formal dresses, which fit his height very well .

On the other side, Dean and Seamus couldn't wait to change into their dresses. They kept looking at themselves in circles in front of the mirror, and made gestures of invitation to each other.

Harry walked to his own package with some guilt.

"fortunately."

He was relieved to see the gown Jaime had sent, all dark green that matched his eyes.It seems that James also knows very well what the characteristics of Harry are.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Harry left the dormitory immediately after packing up the dress. He also saw the three Weasley brothers who kept bargaining in the common room, and hoped that Ron would finally get his wish for a new dress.

After arriving in the dormitory, for some reason, Harry became a lot more nervous.

People passing by looked at him one after another. The boys all had expressions of "Of course it will be like this", but there were still many girls with expectations written on their faces.

Harry walked briskly past these people, keeping his head down all the way, pretending not to see the girls who were hoping to be invited.

"Harry, are you going to find Cho Chang?"

Hermione appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of a portrait of a nun.

Harry nodded, surprised to see Cedric with Hermione.

"We were just discussing the automatic casting wand." Cedric reminded, looking a little helpless.

"And the House-Elf Liberation Front." Hermione shot Cedric a look, then turned around and said, "Do you remember what I told you about helping the house-elves?"

"I have some impressions," Harry said hesitantly.

Seeing that Hermione was about to write a big story, Harry quickly changed the subject and said, "Have you seen Cho? I have to go find her now."

"There's no need to worry about it, isn't there still a lot of days before the dance begins?" Hermione looked at him dissatisfied.

But Cedric was so aggressive that he almost jumped.

"I know where she is, I just saw her with her roommate - forget it, I'll take you there."

He looked eager to get rid of Hermione as soon as possible.

So walking together became two people.

After leaving the dumbfounded Hermione far behind, Harry asked curiously, "What happened?"

Cedric began to spit bitterness at Harry with a headache on his face.

"I guess it all started after Hermione was fired by Professor Highmore. Since she was no longer Professor Highmore's assistant, she has become more and more like Professor Highmore in some ways. For example, when discussing automatic She gave me a lot of crazy suggestions when she was casting the wand. If it's just these things, it's fine. Anyway, if she doesn't intend to change her mind, and she just wants to draw you into that organization, you must remember to ask reject."

Harry couldn't imagine what kind of devastation Hermione had caused Cedric. He just felt that Cedric's back looked very pitiful today.

"Oops, I forgot to ask him about the golden egg."

Harry turned his head annoyed, and he immediately saw Qiu who was joking with his roommates.

As if sensing Harry's gaze, Shuya raised her head to see him with a surprised expression on her face.

Amidst the louder laughter of those roommates, Qiu asked shyly, "Are you here to invite me to the dance?"

Harry knew it was now.

"Otherwise who else could it be?"
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In the last week of the semester, the school is getting busier and noisier day by day.Rumors about the Yule Ball were floating around, but most of them seemed outrageous—for example, there was speculation that Professor Highmore would hand out exam papers at the ball as a way to wrap up the first half of the term.

Harry was ecstatic when he first heard the news, but then he became as skeptical as everyone else.

Shouldn't it?
This strange atmosphere continued until the ancient magic class. Professor Haimo was standing in front of the podium describing some records that were not in the library, and they were still related to Andros.

"I've said it before, maybe Andros is also aware of the existence of the law of conservation of magic. He doesn't want wizards to be extinct. It's a pity that he couldn't solve this problem. He only cared about himself, making his patron saint become more and more powerful. powerful."

"But this is not an exception."

"Besides him, there are many wonderful wizards, such as Linfred of Stinchcombe. He is a strange person, who rarely communicates with wizards, and prefers to live with Muggles. In his Invented countless potion formulas in his life, many of which are still in use today. But the man is very business-minded, and will always sell his exclusive potions at high prices, and thus accumulate a lot of wealth. Of course, no matter how many Gold is not as valuable as his potion recipes."

"Wait a moment."

Toby suddenly stared at the students below and said, "I don't understand why you are all dead, and I didn't say that this class will become a Potions class, and don't you all look forward to the Christmas ball? Didn't find a dance partner?"

Professor Haimer's eyes gradually turned into pity.

Ron couldn't stand someone staring at him like this, and his negotiations with the twins had reached a deadlock—Fred and George were unwilling to buy him a dress for free, and they had to work to pay for it.

Neville looked left and right, and he finally worked up the courage to speak out the students' concerns.

"How could I be that kind of person."

Toby looked very angry: "Don't worry, this is the practice of the Triwizard Tournament, I will not deprive you of the fun."

If it wasn't for a lot of homework assigned before get out of class, perhaps many people would believe it.

But in fact, Toby certainly wouldn't make such a crazy decision.

He also has his own troubles to deal with.

After returning to the office, sure enough, he saw the uninvited Moody again.

Al and Angela were sitting opposite Moody, both of them looked at him coldly, obviously not welcoming his arrival.

Toby's tone wasn't exactly friendly either.

"Why, after finally giving up the course for me, don't you have anything else to teach your students? I thought the legendary Auror would have more skills."

Moody turned a blind eye to these negative influences, his normal eye was fixed on Toby, and the magic eye continued to move back and forth.

"Not long ago, Nick Flamel's Philosopher's Stone was stolen, and it happened to be the same day. All the ancient magic classes were filled in by your assistant. I don't think it's a coincidence, what do you think?"

Toby said in surprise: "The Philosopher's Stone? Hasn't it been destroyed yet?"

Moody stared at Toby for another moment.

"You should be aware that if the person who came was Dumbledore, it would not be so easy for you to deal with it."

Toby looked very indifferent.

"That will have to wait until he comes back, who knows where he went."

Ever since Dumbledore ignored the matter of old Tom and the death steward, he has been missing, and it is said that he has never shown up in the Ministry of Magic.

Percy thought he was out of a job - after all, there was Fudge's example before, no one knew whether Dumbledore would encounter the same situation, or went to find Grindelwald's remnants.

Not many people know that Grindelwald is actually alive, and Toby's lie has not been officially exposed.

Toby felt that it was very possible for Dumbledore to find Grindelwald himself. After all, compared to other unknown threats, Dumbledore had probably been able to guess the clues related to Grindelwald through Lockhart, especially this It also involves Toby, and by the way, it can also solve the trouble of Toby and Grindelwald joining forces.

Toby really didn't know how to describe it.

But if it was really so easy to exchange ideas, it would not have happened that he left the UK and had to come back more than ten years later.

After watching Moody leave, Angela snorted several times, and then asked Toby: "The dress is already bought, do you want to try it on?"

"Forget it." Toby said perfunctorily: "I don't know whether I can wear it or not when the time comes."

In addition to these things, Toby is also still waiting for another news-how long will it take for Voldemort to return to England?
If it is really later than Dumbledore, it will be difficult to keep the Philosopher's Stone.
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The atmosphere in the school did not cool down because of the small number of people.

Principal McGonagall attaches great importance to this ball. She has already made mistakes in the ceremony of selecting warriors, and she must not allow herself to repeat the same mistakes.

So, as the ball approached, Hogwarts students and teachers continued to express their desire to impress Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's guests, and they seemed determined to show the castle at its best this Christmas. good looks.

The school was festooned with lights, the marble staircase was covered with everlasting icicles, and the twelve Christmas trees customary in the auditorium were decorated with baubles of every kind, from From shiny holly berries to live golden owls who can't stop hooting.The armor was enchanted so that it would sing Christmas carols whenever anyone passed by.

However, poor Ron has yet to invite a dance partner, but that doesn't stop him from sharing some interesting news with Harry.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"Neville invited Fleur!"

"What did you say?!"

Harry looked up from his homework in shock, forgetting all of the few points in his mind.

"it is true."

Ron leaned over and whispered, "I saw it with my own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fred and George. They were also there."

"What did Neville think—no," Harry asked hastily, "Fleur agreed?"

"No." Ron shook his head regretfully and said, "But I really think it was Neville's most graceful day ever, and he didn't show any emotion after being rejected, he just said [what a pity]. I have to admit that he has really changed a lot compared to when he first entered school."

"I think so too." Harry nodded and said, "Then what do you do?"

"What should I do?" This time it was Ron's turn to not understand.

"Dancing partner." Harry asked in surprise, "Could it be that you have secretly invited a good dancing partner?"

"correct."

Harry was taken aback by Ron's answer: "Luna wants to go to the dance, but she's not old enough, unless invited by senior students, so I just did her a little favor, and it just so happens that she doesn't dislike me The dress is quite rare."

Harry looked suspiciously and asked, "Luna? Is it really that Luna who made a lot of money from demon-proof glasses? I remember that she should have made no less money than George and Fred, and maybe a lot more—don't Tell me you're playing tricks on her, it'll make me look down on you."

"What are you talking about?!" Ron looked insulted: "I just don't want to work for Fred and George, and do you know how expensive a new dress is? Their requirements are strict. Don't show mercy, I don't want to be used as a coolie by them."

"That's good." Harry silently breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought that Ron really planned to be on the list of little rich women for gold.

"Hey, by the way, do you know who invited Hermione?"

"I don't know, what about you?"

"I am not sure as well."

The two looked at each other silently.

"Hermione. She shouldn't be alone?"

"That's not sure - I don't mean to despise her, I just want to say, I really don't know anyone who would be willing to invite her."

(End of this chapter)