Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Many years ago, Voldemort noticed Toby when he was still a student, and sent someone to forcefully recruit him - this recruitment method is always mandatory, either joining Voldemort's forces, or being targeted by the other party.

Among the Death Eaters who came to hunt Toby was Lucius Malfoy, his right-hand man.

Little Toby at that time was not strong enough to deal with such a large number of enemies, so he could only run away. Danger after danger, just when he was almost caught, he was rescued by the Longbottoms and hid in their newlywed house, where he was well taken care of.

This whole thing happened during the vacation at the end of fifth grade, the year after the O.W.L. exams.

It was a disastrous year.

And Toby almost became a truly evil wizard during this year.

"Oh please, Alice."

Toby's eyes widened as he seemed to have heard something incredible: "I had just finished fifth grade at that time, and I was just an undisciplined student. Everything I said was unbelievable, and even I would find it ridiculous. Don’t forget, you are still pure-blood wizards. If I would think about annihilating you, I wouldn’t think of ways to save you. Besides, did you already think about your future life path when you were in fifth grade? Then what? It’s far away.”?

However, the worry in Alice's eyes became deeper.

Frank explained with an embarrassing expression: "To tell you the truth, Alice and I just decided to become Aurors in the fifth grade, and it was also at that time that we discussed how to fight against the forces of the mysterious man. And neither of us Considering how well you were able to hide in Slytherin, we thought you were just a bullied Muggle-born until then—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Toby quickly stopped Frank's rambling: "Don't mention the past, I was only five years at that time—well, I was not yet an adult at that time."

He quickly changed his excuse and patted his pocket twice. Al inside turned around in disgust, but it still jumped out immediately: "Yeah!"

Alice hurriedly caught Al: "How can you bring Xixiu to the hospital?"

"It's called Al, and it's not an ordinary Niffler." Toby explained, his eyes constantly glancing in Frank's direction.

Frank immediately understood, and there was a sense of helplessness in his tone: "Ah, Al, it's really clever, a Nixie, how great, honey, we're going to buy one for Neville—"

Alice's gaze flicked over, and Frank immediately changed his mind and said, "Forget it, toad is pretty good. Although it's a bit old-fashioned, he will be looked down upon by his classmates, and no one likes toad, but who cares?"

Toby suddenly seemed to have remembered a joke: "Severus certainly wouldn't think so. His biggest wish when he was in school was to have a toad of his own, which could help him experiment with potions and spells."

"Is there such a thing?" Alice couldn't help asking with interest.

After seeing her like this, Toby breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Of course it's true!" he said firmly.

After having Al as a palliative, the atmosphere in the ward became cheerful again, and Alice no longer asked those "inappropriate" questions. She was amazed by Al's juggling, watching it continue to Somersaulting on the floor, or performing some difficult acting skills, it looks so lifelike.

When Al played Principal Dumbledore and put on the half-moon glasses, even Alice's thoughts were relaxed.

"If Niffler is as interesting as Al, it doesn't seem out of the question to buy one for Neville."

Al stumbled, and he sat down on the floor, stopped performing, and began to munch on the multi-flavored beans.

Toby and Frank were chatting, and soon mentioned the wand that Frank left Neville.

"I don't even have a wand now."

Frank spread his hands and said, "I hope Mr. Ollivander won't blame me for this incident—by the way, I also want to thank you for buying Neville that wand, which seems to have helped him a lot. "

"Nothing." Toby said: "One more thing, have you figured out what to do after you are discharged from the hospital? Do you want to go back to the Ministry of Magic?"

Frank and Alice looked at each other.

"We haven't decided yet." Alice said hesitantly: "We have considered whether to go back to be Aurors, but Neville... we all feel that we should not leave Neville. He has endured too much alone. There are many, and the war is over, we-"

"No." Toby suddenly interrupted: "The war is not over yet, the mysterious man... I am not sure about the current status of the mysterious man, but he should still be alive, or he may not be completely dead."

He roughly recounted what happened in school last semester, including Voldemort's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Frank frowned, but relaxed when he heard that Neville had been involved in the incident.

"As expected of our son." He said gently to Alice, "I knew he would achieve something."

Alice was just glad that Neville was not really hurt. She asked Toby: "What about you, Toby? What are you going to do? Continue to be a professor in school? To be honest, Frank and I don't It’s so unlikeable to think that this is something you would do…”

"To be precise, it is to teach students ancient magic, and Hogwarts is also a castle with a long history." Toby smiled: "This is completely different from simply being a professor. In addition, I am still waiting I’m going to be the next school principal.”

"Dumbledore will not agree." Frank immediately shook his head and said: "Forget about Dean McGonagall, I would rather believe that he will pass the position of principal to Snape, not to you."

"This is really shocking." Toby smacked his lips twice: "In short, I'm here to recruit you. Come work in my newspaper. The salary is negotiable."

"Wow." Frank said in surprise: "It's not easy for you to live until now, but you can still make money? It shouldn't be easy to cooperate with goblins."

"It's not easy." Toby sighed and nodded, "Over the years, at most, I've earned a lot of gold for magic books."

When he said the approximate amount of gold that would be put into "The Quibbler", Alice was completely shocked, and Frank was also shocked: "Could it be that you really gave the pure-blood family's treasury to—?"

"Nothing." Toby quickly waved his hand and said: "It's not yet time to officially become an enemy, and I have no plans to be an enemy of the goblins. I still have a lot of things in the vault."

"You know, Toby." Frank's face became more complicated as he listened: "Sometimes you don't need to be so honest with us. I would rather you say nothing."

"Then I'll make a long story short." Toby briefly stated the reason for the need for a highly capable wizard, and then he asked the two of them for their opinions: "What do you think?"

Frank's performance was even more shocked than before: "With so many transformation spells...how is this possible? Even the Daily Prophet doesn't need so many special pages."

"It's very simple." A magic ball floated out from Toby's pocket: "It's enough to rely on this little guy. Although it will be a little troublesome, it is not impossible to complete - the magic circle, which will be used in the new version of "Singing" "Playing the devil's advocate". When the time comes, I will produce three master books, one for Mr. Lovegood and one for the two of you. As insurance, I will hold the last one. I only need to change the The above content will affect all sub-editions of magic books."

"The method sounds very common, but is this magic ball really so magical?"

Frank gestured with his eyes, but Toby didn't generously let him hold it in his hand for inspection, but carefully protected it.

"There was a small accident with the magic ball. It was caused by a mysterious person. It had possessed it before, and now it can no longer cast the magic circle of the seven-pointed star. I haven't thought of a way to repair it yet. Unless we know what its real material is...the only thing that can be determined now is that it is related to living things, which is a very large range of mysterious ancient magic..."

The more Toby talked, the more self-forgetful he became. Frank and Alice exchanged a helpless look. They were all too familiar with this scene—it was often like this when little Toby lived in their house.

After staring at the magic ball in silence for a while, Toby finally came back to his senses.

"Then—" he smiled at the two of them, "What do you guys think?"

"Well..." Frank hesitated: "Maybe you should give us a little more time to think about it - I mean, this sounds like a very critical position, and we don't want you to waste your gold. ..."

"Then it's settled!"

Toby stood up suddenly, and he held out a palm to Frank.

Al didn't continue to pretend to be decadent anymore, he shook his body with a solemn expression, and stretched out a paw at Alice.

"Oh——" Alice felt that her heart was about to melt, and she stretched out two fingers to shake with Al: "It's so cute, doesn't Al have brothers and sisters or something like that?"

"ah!"

Al quickly pulled his paw back, and without looking back he ran to Toby's shoulder, got into the collar and refused to come out.

After seeing his wife agreeing, Frank didn't continue to shirk anymore. He held Toby's hand helplessly: "I still think your decision is a little impulsive. You haven't even worked in a newspaper for such a large amount of money." Experience. Do you really think The Quibbler won't break the bank on you?"

Toby and Frank shook hands firmly, and he said in a relaxed tone: "If this answer can make you feel relieved——"

"Gold...is the last price I need to worry about."