Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

The atmosphere in the troll's room was almost frozen, and Toby and Voldemort faced each other silently.

Quirrell, who was behind Toby, watched this scene in shock, and Harry and Hermione were also stunned by the sudden change.

Voldemort's target turned out to be a magic ball? !

Harry was still clutching his pocket tightly and did not dare to let go. He was afraid that this was just another of Voldemort's schemes, but why could he not understand why the magic ball could help Voldemort recover so quickly? More convenient than the elixir made from the magic stone?

Soon, Harry heard Professor Heimer murmuring across from him: "I have never known what the real material of the magic ball is. Now it seems that it should be similar to the dead animals in the Forbidden Forest... ...That's why the magic ball will escape my control after being possessed by you - did the centaur prophet tell you? This is the question you asked her when you were hiding in the Forbidden Forest - if you can create your own faster body of?"

"You guessed right."

The pale face was not revealed in the hood of the witch's robe. It was dark under the red eyes, like an invisible whirlpool, but Voldemort's words could still be heard there: "It's all thanks to you." of ancient magic. Thanks to you... for returning to Hogwarts."

"I told you a long time ago, Haimo, one day, you will play for me. Whether it is willingly, or in a wrong way, like now, like a magic ball."

"This is the fate of trying to master ancient magic. You are fighting an invisible beast, and you can't judge whether it is good or bad—until you become one of the beasts and become a part of ancient magic."

"It's more dangerous and more fascinating than dark magic."

Toby narrowed his eyes slightly and stared closely at the witch robe transformed from the magic ball: "Really, so you are going to try the same old method again to convince me to work for you?"

"Do not......"

Voldemort made a long voice, full of mockery in his tone: "Ever since I found out that you left England, I knew that you would rather die than serve for me - just like the parents of the child behind me. , they are very brave, I have always admired courage, but they became weak and stupid in front of their children - I killed his father first, but he would rather die than surrender and fight me bravely. And His mother, Lily Evans, actually didn’t have to die, but she fought tooth and nail to protect her child..."

"And you, Toby Highmore. You don't have the courage they dared to stay and fight me, but you have your own weakness, don't you?"

He said coldly and sarcastically: "Do you want me to tell you what your weakness is? Do you think I really haven't discovered it?"

Toby quietly grabbed the wand in his cuff, and he shot back: "I thought you knew it already, there is no doubt - Albus Dumbledore, he is my weakness, he has been there from the beginning Observe me, try your best to make me obedient—"

Voldemort suddenly let out a burst of cold laughter, interrupting Toby's self-narration.

"Until now, are you still waiting for Dumbledore to save you? He will not be your weakness, but will only be the constraint of your ambition. Yes, I know this very well, and I know you will not be that kind of person. Those who are willing to surrender are even less willing to become anyone’s subordinate. How do you explain it to other people now, how do you explain it to students and professors, and do you still call it an ideal? "

"No, that's just ambition, your growing ambition. I understand this too well. I have walked on the same path as you. Perhaps, even the Sorting Hat has said similar things to us."

"It has nothing to do with origin, it has nothing to do with the academy, it has nothing to do with anyone, it's just who we are."

"You are born evil."

"Hammer, admit it, you are born evil."

"And the biggest difference between us is that I have already recognized this world, only you are still foolishly seeking a way to be rescued. You are very afraid of evil, aren't you? Dumbledore successfully domesticated you, so You're going back to Hogwarts - you're crying for help, you're screaming like hell, look at yourself, how pitiful you are."

"That's your weakness. You've become weak, Highmore."

"I will wait to see the day when your relationship with Dumbledore breaks down. When achievements can no longer fill your ambitions, when Dumbledore's power can no longer bind you, when the influence of ancient magic on you is further deepened— —”

"This will happen sooner or later...I will look forward to the day when you become enemies."

Harry and Hermione listened to the conversation between the two tremblingly. They saw Professor Highmore's expression of being told something, and his face became more and more distorted and crazy.

"Then do you know what I'm waiting for?"

Toby said through gritted teeth, as if he wanted to eat Voldemort alive.

"Then do you know what your weakness is? Let me tell you—Al!"

The situation on the field suddenly changed. Al, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared next to Harry and Hermione at some point. It was covered with Harry's invisibility cloak - which was originally on Neville to help him and Ron. Leave the room where the armor is and avoid being split open by the opponent's axe.

The black robed figure transformed into Voldemort backed away quickly, but in the blink of an eye, Harry and Hermione were enveloped by the cloak of invisibility, and there was no trace of them anymore.

This is Voldemort's weakness. He can't control the troll's body while possessing him, and he can't completely control the powerful magic ball. Once the magic ball melts into a magic circle, Voldemort's body can't continue to maintain it!

Toby has seen this clearly for a long time, but he has been waiting for Al to help hide Harry and Hermione, and now he finally no longer has any scruples, raised his wand and shouted: "Shattered!"

What he really wants to attack is not Voldemort, but the possessed magic ball. As long as he can hit the body shaped by the magic ball, Voldemort will no longer have the slightest support -

"boom!"

The spell was shot crookedly, rubbing against the surface of the invisibility cloak and hitting the walls of the house, breaking pieces of stone walls, turning into powder and flying everywhere - Harry and Hermione under the invisibility cloak were terrified, Al patted his chest quickly, constantly thanking himself for drinking the Felicia.

——It was Quirrell who knocked Toby away, but judging from his frightened expression, it seems that Quirrell did not do so voluntarily—he flew towards the attacking Voldemort uncontrollably, and was once again used by Voldemort , the whole body was covered by a pitch-black witch robe, and the eyes in his face turned blood red.

"what--!"

Quirrell screamed in pain, and the magic ball strengthened the life needed for Voldemort's possession. Quirrell felt as if his soul had been soaked in hot magma, and his brain was so painful that it was about to burst——

This is also what Harry felt at this time. The scar on his forehead ached painfully, and he felt as if his head was about to split in two. And Hermione tried to stop it, but it didn't help.

Quirrell's mouth opened, and two voices came out at the same time, one was Quirrell's own shout, and the other was Voldemort's cold mockery:

"This is also your fate, Quirrell. Haven't you always been eager to be noticed? Now, start celebrating..."

"You're about to make it."

Quirrell's body began to lose control of himself, and it was far more severe than ever before - the pain made him recall all the forgotten memories, including every time the Forgetting Curse was cast, and the initial stay before the start of school. The pot of mysterious potion he made - originally he thought it was just to remove the scars caused by the Shadowless Curse, but later he was unknowingly controlled by Voldemort, and to this day he is completely unable to control his body. .

And letters from Christmas.

Quirrell remembered the content of the letter in a trance——

[Professor Quirinus Quirrell, congratulations on becoming the most popular professor at Hogwarts, Merry Christmas. 】

It turns out that he had done it a long time ago and had begun to attract attention.

Unfortunately......

Quirrell suddenly let go of all his defenses and was willing to be controlled by Voldemort. He had already fallen deeper and deeper, not only because of his ambition at the beginning, but also because of more black magic that he came into contact with later.

He can't change the impact of black magic on himself - black magic is never just a tool, it will lead wizards to think in evil directions, be affected from the inside out, and eventually turn into real evil bit by bit.

Only a handful of wizards are able to avoid this, and Quirrell...

He is too weak.

The screams coming from the witch robe gradually disappeared, and Voldemort coldly laughed and said, "Take a good look, Haimo, and remember this scene in your heart. One day, you will become no different from Quirrell." ——”

Suddenly, a spell struck, and Voldemort's voice stopped abruptly.

Just on the surface of Quirrell's original body, a complex and complicated pattern lit up - it turned out to be a magic circle, which completely restrained Quirrell in the blink of an eye, making him unable to move again.

This is the influence brought by the Mirror of Erised. No matter who comes out of the mirror, it will be engraved with this magic circle without knowing it, and it only needs to wait for Toby to fully trigger it.

Almost at the same time, Quirrell's screams were evoked again, and Voldemort mercilessly sucked all his life force, turning him into flying ashes and dissipating in just a moment—Voldemort escaped from it immediately, but he But he didn’t choose to escape outside, but flew towards the direction where Harry’s voice came from—now Harry was almost exposed outside the invisibility cloak, he was in unbearable pain, and he couldn’t continue to maintain his standing posture, tears completely blurred his vision .

"So you still need the Philosopher's Stone!"

Toby said fiercely, shooting more spells at the flying witch robe - but Voldemort became more and more skillful in manipulating the magic ball. He did not need to actually transform into a witch robe, but turned his body into a ball again, He successfully evaded all the spells, leaving behind a series of flying rubble, filling the entire room with a thin layer of smoke.

Harry heard Voldemort's voice getting closer to him: "Let me see if you will do something cruel to your own students and kill this boy—ah——!"

As soon as the magic ball touched Harry's body, a shrill scream came from it, as if Harry's body was like hot molten iron to Voldemort, the pain was directly inflicted on his soul——

After seeing this scene, Toby's eyes flickered slightly, but he immediately reminded loudly: "Al, quickly take Granger away—"

But they were hiding under the invisibility cloak together, they were too close, and the magic ball almost touched Hermione's witch robe just in the process of retreating.Al took out the small silver shovel and wanted to knock the magic ball into the air, but accidentally scratched Hermione's witch robe pocket, and a wand flew out from it, which was just caught by Hermione's palm.

"me......."

Hermione had no idea what spell to use to protect herself at this time, but the wand seemed to have already figured it out on its own. It turned around between Hermione's fingers and just pointed the tip of the wand at the incoming magic ball. , and then a spell was shot out of it, hitting the magic ball impartially.

The magic ball seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the moment it was about to touch Hermione's robe, it turned into countless small silver spots, floating silently in the air.

But at the same time, an indistinct black shadow flew out of it immediately, still rushing towards Hermione who was retreating rapidly, and was about to complete another possession——

This time, it was the wand in Hermione's hand again. It broke away from her fingers like a sharp arrow, shot into the center of the illusory black shadow, and exploded completely with a bang, turning into countless powders.

Screams of pain echoed throughout the room, and the smoke filled the room, and Toby hurried to the other side of the room to hear a reassuring cry from where the smoke was thickest.

"ah!"

At the critical moment, Al's small shovel became countless times bigger, and it was inserted deep into the cracks of the stone bricks on the ground, protecting it and Hermione.

Harry on the other side just rolled a few times on the ground, neither on his face nor on his arms had any injuries more serious than the scar on his forehead, but just fell into a coma like Hermione.

Toby let out a deep breath. Regardless of the mess, he sat slowly on the ground. He just felt that today seemed to be back to the time of archaeology in the past - he also needed to look forward and backward in this way to avoid causing too much damage to the ruins. The damage can only be gained after defeating the enemy, and occasionally you need to carefully avoid dark creatures.

Of course, those enemies are definitely not as good as Voldemort, and Toby has never had to spend so much thought on dealing with them.

After struggling to pull out the shovel a few times, Al yelled at Toby twice.

Toby waved his hand feebly, letting it work itself out.

Al had to pick up Hermione's wand again—the wand that Neville threw to Hermione just exploded, which belonged to Frank Longbottom, and it seemed that he needed to buy a new wand for himself after he recovered Well, I hope Mr. Ollivander won't give him too much trouble.

As for Hermione's wand, during the explosion just now, even she herself didn't know when it fell into Al's hands.

Al picked up the wand and waved it. It pretended to scream twice, and then pointed at its shovel—a dim magic circle flashed on the surface of the shovel, and the shield changed back to its original size. Al gently pulled it out from the stone brick, and wiped it back and forth carefully.

According to the Wand Code - no non-human creature is allowed to carry or use a wand.

After placing Hermione's wand back in her pocket, Al jumped up and climbed onto Toby's shoulders.

It fiddled with the long hair on the side of Toby's face a few times, tilted his neck and asked, "Huh?"

Toby stared at the huge giant monster with distracted eyes, silently guessing whether the giant monster survived the battle, and at the same time he murmured perfunctorily: "It's no big deal."

"Well...as long as no one else finds out."

Since then, the effects of the blessing elixir the two of them had taken completely disappeared.