Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 388 Weasley's Magic Tricks Workshop
387 Weasley's Magic Wheezes Workshop
Hogwarts.

In the melodious singing that gradually rose, more and more people joined the ball, and the warriors were no longer the center of the audience, which finally gave the clumsy Ron a chance to talk to Harry.

"I saw you talking."

Ron put his head next to Harry's as he circled around and asked, "What did Hermione say? Did she explain the house-elf thing to you?"

Harry circled to the other side following Qiu's control, and said to Ron after he circled back again: "No, she doesn't want to say it, and probably only Cedric knows it. Do you have any good ideas?"

"I said, you two—"

Qiu became more and more dissatisfied with Harry's performance: "Don't forget who your dancing partner is, and don't mess up tonight, okay?"

"Sorry." Harry subconsciously said, he winked at Ron, telling Ron to concentrate on dancing with Luna, and talk about it later when he rests.

But it was not easy. Qiu was an excellent chaser, and her physical strength was no worse than Harry's.

Especially Luna, she danced even more cheerfully, but the dancing posture was a little unusual, and Ron was so tired that he could keep up with her movements.

"No, I have to go get a glass of water."

Ron heard Celestina Warbeck start playing a more upbeat piece, he had to say so as not to collapse on stage from exhaustion.

Harry also looked at Qiu begging for mercy. Although he wasn't so tired, it took a lot of thinking not to make mistakes. He even began to feel that the ceiling was spinning a little bit.

Qiu gave Harry a disgusted look, and then met Luna's eyes again.

"Want to come together?"

"I'm OK."

Harry and Ron watched Qiu and Luna dance together, feeling a sense of shame in their hearts at the same time.

"Let's go, I see there are drinks over there."

"No, I can still jump - whoops, my legs. Forget it"

Ron was limping and Harry had to hold him up.

The two of them went to a table and sat down together. Ron took the glass from Harry and craned his neck to look around the dance floor.

"I wanted to ask just now, why is Professor Haimer not here? He is so conspicuous tonight, and Professor Angela, she has never appeared."

"It should have left after dinner." Harry was also looking for other people with his eyes: "Why isn't Hermione here? Where did she go with Cedric? Could it be to see the house elves?" ?”

The two exchanged suspicious glances.

"Do you want to look for it?"

"Do you know where the kitchen is?"

"Fred and George must know. Let's ask them."

So the two spent a long time trying to find Fred and George. They were not on the dance floor, nor were they in the auditorium hall. Finally, they heard Fred and George talking in the rose garden outside the castle.

It is arranged like a cave, with out-of-season grass growing on the ground, ornately decorated winding paths and huge stone statues.Amidst the sound of splashing water coming from nowhere, the voices of Fred and George talking vaguely came from around the corner, and they seemed to be talking to someone.

"Have you thought about your life after retirement?"

"Not yet. Why do you ask?"

"Of course it's for the pension. You don't think you can play Quidditch forever, do you? Look at me and George, we don't even have a team now, what do you think?"

"It sounds reasonable but what's the matter with you?"

"Well, George and I partnered to open a prank shop, right in Diagon Alley—do you know where Diagon Alley is? No? What a pity, we'll take you for a walk when we have a chance, by the way You can still take a look at the layout of that store, and when you are interested, you may open one yourself, and we will be responsible for the distribution of goods, what do you think?"

"I seem to understand, like the black devil's wish box?"

"Oh? You call him that too—wait a minute, we're not speaking ill of Professor Highmore."

George would say this sentence entirely because Harry and Ron appeared mysteriously. Both of them looked like they had been eavesdropping for a long time.

"What trick store?" asked Ron.

"It's none of your business." George waved his hand impatiently: "Anyway, you don't want to work for us, and you don't have the money to join—but, Harry, are you interested? I remember you also have a lot of bonuses."

"Hi, Krum." Harry greeted Krum first, and the other party's brows were furrowed, as if they were really thinking about this proposal seriously.

"When did you open the shop?" Ron asked again.

Fred frowned and stared at him: "You promise not to tell mom?"

"I promise." Ron nodded quickly.

"Not long ago," Fred said, "we still had a few days off before the ball, so George and I sneaked to Diagon Alley and picked out a vacant shop, which almost cost us All the money I saved was spent - you can see it if you go, it's called Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. But remember, you have to spend money to buy things."

"Why?!" Ron said very dissatisfied, "Aren't I your younger brother?"

"Boys just have to be strong." George patted him on the shoulder perfunctorily, and then asked Harry again: "How about it, are you interested? Maybe we can hand over the branch in Hogsmeade Village to You, but you have to pay for the opening of the store yourself, we are still discussing the specific process, and you can give us your opinions at any time."

"Wait." Harry seemed to have just come back to his senses: "The sign you hang is Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, isn't that self-inflicted? Is there any other wizarding family whose surname is Weasley? Your mother Don't you know sooner or later?"

Fred said confidently: "Don't worry, Mom won't say anything more when she sees that we've made a lot of money, and—maybe you don't know, the No.1 clerk we recruited is Sifle Snape, didn’t expect that, did you? This is the line that Professor Slughorn helped us with. As long as Mom sees him, she won’t make things difficult for us. After all, she’s so superstitious about Hogwarts—even though Snape Leitlin's, but they're pretty much the same—what's the matter with you?"

"Wow." Ron sighed.

"You're crazy." Harry said bluntly.

"Boys, who did you just mention?"

Suddenly Moody walked across the path, and it seemed Harry and Ron were not the only ones eavesdropping.

"Uh, Professor Moody, we're just chatting, nothing."

"don’t worry."

Moody's pace was very fast. He walked up to several people and stared at the cramped Weasley twins with his magic eyes: "I'm just asking, who do you say is working as a clerk for you? I heard it right, right?" ?”

"It's indeed Severus Snape." George could only say, "But we haven't met alone, and it was Professor Slughorn who helped me contact me by writing a letter. I remember this shouldn't be considered a violation of school rules, right? ?”

Moody stared at them in silence for a moment.

"Of course not."

Before a few people breathed a sigh of relief, they heard Moody continue: "But I'm afraid you are violating archaeological norms. I remember this thing, right?"

He didn't explain the deep meaning of this sentence, and then hurried away, as if he was busy dealing with some problem.
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Diagon Alley, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

Lockhart really didn't expect to meet Snape in this kind of place, he was one of the few people who knew the secret, and it was all because of Grindelwald's extra instructions to him—

[Don't mention Severus Snape in front of Toby Highmore, otherwise it will be difficult to guarantee your safety at Hogwarts. 】

He really wanted to turn away immediately, but his eyes caught a glimpse of something struggling to emerge from under Toby's clothes, spreading to the back of his head little by little.

Lockhart was already beginning to regret what he was about to say.

"Aha!"

He stepped in front of Toby, separated the two of them very abruptly, blocked their gaze, and then said in a tone of crying or laughing, "What a coincidence, old classmate, we met again. Including me - I don't know if you remember, although we are not in the same grade, we also went to Hogwarts together. By the way, I am from Ravenclaw. Well, how about we go to Have a drink? The Leaky Cauldron isn't closed yet, what do you think?"

Neither of them spoke.

"I feel great!"

Lockhart simply answered to himself, pushing Toby gently, trying not to notice the black smoke rising from his eye sockets.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll treat you, drink as much as you want."

Pushed, Toby turned and walked in the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.

Lockhart really hoped that Snape would have some insight, don't really come up, or just Apparate away quickly.

He looked back to see if Snape had done—

"Don't look any further."

Some seemed to be speaking to Lockhart, but more of an answer to Toby, Snape was just a few steps behind Lockhart, and he said in a dark tone: "There is only me here, no one else. "

Well, he followed.

Lockhart really wanted to strangle himself.
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Sure enough, the Leaky Cauldron was not closed, but because it was Christmas Eve, there were no customers tonight.

Old Tom was dozing off behind the counter. After seeing the three people walking in, he just raised his eyes slightly. By the way, he made the flame of the stove more intense. Then he got up in a daze and went up the stairs and said: "Get what you want to drink. Remember to put the money on the counter. I'll come back tomorrow to pick it up."

After finishing speaking, he randomly found a guest room and went to sleep.

Lockhart stared dumbfounded at his disappearing back.

Why does he even know how to avoid trouble better than himself?
He had no choice but to continue to force his smile and say, "I'll go and get what you want to drink—"

"Need not."

A hand reached over and pressed his shoulder, killing Lockhart's last thought of fleeing.

"You just sit here and I know where the drink is."

Toby went straight to the room behind the bar, guessing that what he was looking for was very deep, and it might be because he wanted to secretly poison or something - the latter sentence was Lockhart's own suspicion.

The table had four sides, one side was against the wall, and Lockhart was sitting on the opposite side of the wall, which was the most convenient position to extend the distance between the two.

While Toby was looking for a drink, Lockhart rolled his eyes, leaned his head forward, and whispered, "How did you mess with him? Can you tell me so that it will save me later?" Make the same mistake."

Snape shot him a sideways glance.

"Why, are you also Hai Erbo's subordinate?"

Lockhart immediately sat back on the table, covering his face with his hands in pain.

If I knew it, I would have cast the Forgetting Curse on the two sisters earlier.

It didn't take long for Toby to come back from the back room. At this moment, there was an extra tray in his hand, with three wine glasses on it. The inside was a transparent colorless liquid, which looked a bit like clear water.

"Gamp's Old Court Wine."

The three wine glasses floated to the three sides of the table. Toby introduced as he sat down: "It is named after the first Minister of Magic, Urik Gamp. Besides, I don't know if you have heard of it. Before deciding whether to leave the UK, I just sat in this position and ordered a glass of Gamp, and now I think about it, it still tastes terrible."

"Try it all, I haven't tasted it for a long time."

Listening to Toby's introduction, Lockhart stared at the cup in front of him suspiciously, apparently in disbelief.

But he really needs to get himself drunk at times like this.

So Lockhart was the first to pick up the wine glass, first he put the tip of his nose close to smell it, but there was no smell, then he tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked it——

"Ouch! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh—!"

In the next second, Lockhart lay on the ground and vomited non-stop. He swore that he had never tasted such a nasty thing, and almost threw up his entire stomach.

Leaving the embarrassed Lockhart alone, Toby shifted his gaze to Snape.

It's your turn.He said with his eyes.

Snape glanced at him, then lifted the glass to his mouth bit by bit, and drank it slowly.

Lockhart looked up at the scene with difficulty.

"Ouch (why)! Ooh (you don't think so)! Ooh (drinkable)! Ooh (it's not fair)!"

Toby also picked up the glass and drank it down. It could be seen that he really enjoyed it and even wanted to have another drink.

"Because to the weak-willed, gamp is like an emetic, unless the drinker has a purpose that cannot be given up."

After slowly explaining, Toby stared into Snape's eyes and said: "I was right back then to prove myself right, but what about you now, Severus, why did you decide to come back to see me?" Mine. You know the consequences, don't you?"

Snape would watch, and he said in a double glance:

"It's always been Lily Evans."
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Unswept vomit, two empty glasses, barely full, plus a few gold coins on the counter.

Those were all the clues Moody found when he got to the Leaky Cauldron.

He limped to the table, his demonic eyes kept scanning around, and then picked up the seemingly untouched wine glass and sniffed it carefully.

After confirming that it was not poisoned, Moody stretched out a finger and dipped a little wine, and then put it in his mouth.

After tasting the ganpe, his whole body tensed immediately, and it took a lot of effort not to spit it out, but even then he became breathless.

"Two students who can stand this, it looks like you're going to be in big trouble."

"Albus."

(End of this chapter)