Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Harry and Ron were treated like heroes when they got back to their dormitories, with everyone applauding them.

But at breakfast the next day, they paid for it.Hermione said "good morning" a little curtly, and Harry knew she was still resentful of the way they had come to school.

As for Ron... Errol sent him a letter from Mrs. Weasley.

"I thought she would send you a roaring letter." Neville on the other side said happily: "I mean, you guys caused quite a lot of trouble yesterday, and everyone was discussing it at the start-of-term dinner. "

Harry glanced at the students around him, lowered his head and murmured: "Not bad today - what did Mrs. Weasley say?"

Ron had already opened the envelope, and he put the letter inside between the two of them, and Hermione poked her head to look at it.

As expected, Mrs. Weasley gave Ron a hard time, saying that Mr. Weasley would be scrutinized by the Ministry because it was his magic car.

But at the end, Mrs. Weasley gave Ron an extra warning - no matter who comes to inquire, please don't tell nonsense, let alone blame Professor Hemmer. It is best to reduce his role in the whole matter. effect.

That was an anomalous remark, not something Mrs Weasley would have said, not to mention that she must have known that they had traveled to school in the magic car with Professor Highmore's permission.

"I thought she would change her mind about Professor Highmore." Ron said puzzledly, "She never liked people who violated the rules, but how did Professor Highmore do it?"

"Isn't it because he gave you tutoring during the holidays?" Neville, who didn't know what was going on, said enviously.

Harry shook his head. He was still feeling guilty for Mr. Weasley's review. He just said feebly: "No, I feel that Mr. Weasley should have a better relationship with Professor Hemmer. As for Weasley, Mrs. Lai...I don’t know either.”

"I said," Hermione asked skeptically, "is it true that Professor Highmore allowed you to drive the magic car?"

"Of course." Ron said with lingering fear: "And I don't want to do it again, almost, almost, we fell from the sky and turned into mud. Besides, isn't Professor Haimer right there? If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself."

Hermione looked in the direction of the teacher's desk. Professor Hemmer was sitting in his old seat - next to Principal Dumbledore. The two were talking in a low voice.

"Overall, it's also a good thing."

Toby picked up a piece of potato and looked relaxed as if nothing had happened.

"Not long ago, Arthur's idea of ​​passing the "Muggle Protection Act" was thwarted. Malfoy must have contributed to this. He just lost the parchment not long ago and needed time to find a safe place to hide the black paper. The location of the magic item."

"So in the letter I sent to Arthur last night, I suggested to him, try to take all the responsibilities on yourself, and remember who made things difficult for him during the review process, so that it will be clearer Now that we know who the enemy is, Malfoy won't miss this opportunity."

Dumbledore wiped his lips with a napkin and asked calmly: "I believe Arthur will not risk his life easily, so how did he agree to your terms?"

"It couldn't be easier." Toby said confidently: "I promised Arthur to help him deal with those enemies, of course, in a way that he still couldn't understand, and temporarily kept it a secret from him. But in the end I believe he will understand my good intentions."

Dumbledore turned to stare at Toby: "Don't tell me you are serious."

Toby shook his head and said: "At least there must be a list, just like the parchment I stole from Malfoy. There must be many wizards in the ministry who are more threatening than black magic items. They are too It’s old and I always think that purebloods are the ones who are truly valuable – Seriously, Headmaster, why don’t you go to the Ministry of Magic? I remember you have turned down many invitations to ministerial posts.”

"Because I have to prevent more students like you from going astray." Dumbledore stood up and said, "Come with me to the headmaster's office, maybe I should have a good talk with you on the first night of school."

"Oh, it's better to say goodbye, principal."

Toby picked up a copy of the "Daily Prophet" that had just been delivered, and immediately turned to the page of the bestseller list, and found that "I Can Magic" still topped the list, and "Ancient Magic and Magic Circle" still failed to enter the list. ranking.

"I'm not in the mood to be scolded. I have to prepare for this semester's courses."

Dumbledore frowned and looked at the back of the disobedient Toby. He sighed and left.

Until now, he has never asked about the content of the conversation between Angela and Toby, and Toby has no intention of talking about it.Dumbledore had met Angela in person during the holidays, and knew that this might be his closest friend to Toby besides Al.

What concerned Dumbledore the most was that only one year had passed since he had just returned to Hogwarts and when Toby clearly opposed his opinion for the first time.

"Could it be because of the magic stone?"

Dumbledore whispered without anyone hearing.

Toby, who returned to the office, was also in a bad mood.

He and Al sat opposite each other across the coffee table, both of them with serious expressions on their faces.

Al asked in a deep voice, "Huh?"

Toby was taken aback: "What?"

Al became excited, and it waved its little paw: "Yeah! Yay!"

The seriousness on Toby's face disappeared, replaced by a puzzled expression: "I didn't plan to confront Dumbledore when school just started, you mean what happened just now? That's just because I don't want to be disciplined, you are all What are you thinking about?"

The one who was stunned turned into Al: "Yeah?"

It suddenly became angry, took out a small shovel from its belly pocket, and rushed towards Toby with all its teeth and claws: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Toby grabbed Al's neck nimbly, as if he had repeated it ten thousand times so skillfully.

"Hey!" He said angrily: "Why are you getting more and more crazy? You are even more exaggerated than me. Am I such a crazy person in my heart...Forget it, but this time I I really have some business to do when I come back, but where is the Pharaoh mask? It’s time to take it out and give it a try to avoid any problems in class."

Al reluctantly took out a golden mask from his belly pocket, which was exactly the one Toby got from the pyramid before returning to Hogwarts.

"eternal life......"

Toby murmured while staring at the lifelike face, and Al finally stopped messing around, as if he knew how powerful the mask was.

"What should I use to put it on? I remember Hagrid had some chickens in the cabin. Maybe I can try it on them-"

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Toby and Al exchanged a look, and they walked to the door together and opened it.

Standing outside the door was Lockhart.

He said proudly as soon as he came up: "Professor Heimer, have you read today's Daily Prophet? Sure enough, you have all made the headlines. Next time such a good thing must come to me - but in the best-selling book I can't help you much with the list, unless you are willing to attend my next interview. Maybe I can put in a good word for you or something, but this is not without conditions. It is really interesting to say, You are an archaeologist and I am also an adventurer. When we have time, we should really exchange our rich experiences with each other, what do you think?"

He blinked his bright blue eyes and smiled charmingly.

Al silently took out the Pharaoh mask that he had just hidden. After handing it to Toby, Toby squinted his eyes and said, "No more...forget it."

He pulled Lockhart in with force, and the door closed silently.

"Having the curse of this position come true early...seems like nothing."

In Lockhart's horrified eyes, the golden mask slowly covered his face, and the screams suddenly stopped.

Even breathing stopped.