Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Four giant magazines nearly seven feet high soon appeared in the common rooms of various colleges. It took several students to work together to turn the heavy paper, but Professor Haimer seemed to have considered this long ago. The paper is large enough, and a lot of information can be published on only two sides, and it perfectly replaces the function of the bulletin board.

As for the logo on the cover, it is arranged in the upper left corner of the left page, occupying less than one-ninth of the page, but it is enough for students to see the combination of Toby with his back facing and Al facing him. The sign, with the name of the mega-magazine written underneath it - The Quibbler.

Likewise, the students had all read the first article on it - "Cedric Diggory: Me and the Self-Casting Wand".

【Mr Diggory, are you a vampire? 】

【......no. 】

[Then have you ever thought about becoming a vampire? 】

【......No. I said, why do you think I am a vampire? 】

[Because your face is pale, whiter than the average person, just like the belly of a big-mouthed ball fish. Have you ever seen a big-mouthed ball fish? 】

[…Okay, let’s talk about the automatic casting wand. It all started with the magic circle. Last year, I took the ancient magic course for the first time, which made me I feel like magic circles have huge potential and a lot of people overlook this, but I want to give Hufflepuff credit by making a self-casting wand. 】

【"Hahaha." It was Professor Haimer who laughed out loud, and he was also at the scene of the interview. 】

【"Yeah, I still remember Mr. Diggory's swearing at that time, he didn't want Hufflepuff to be called an idiot, and he didn't want to be despised."】

["Professor, I really never mentioned the word rice bucket..."]

Gryffindor's Quidditch captain, Wood, finished the interview with a dazed Harry.

Today was the weekend, and Harry was forcefully woken up by Wood, who planned to drag him to Quidditch training.

"Cedric Diggory..."

Harry didn't know much about him, except for the self-casting wand thing, but never heard that he did it in Hufflepuff's honor.

"Is what he said true?" Harry asked curiously: "Did he really do it for the honor of Hufflepuff-?"

"This kid is really smart, huh?"

Wood suddenly interrupted, with a fanatical light in his eyes: "Strong competitor, don't relax, Harry, Cedric is a Hufflepuff Quidditch player, we have all seen his determination, Isn’t that right? He will definitely give his best in the game!”

Harry didn't understand why Wood would associate everything with Quidditch, but he thought it was better to shut up at this time, so he could only let Wood drag him into the common room with a helpless expression.

"Gryffindor must win! Harry, shout with me, Gryffindor must win!"

Harry had no choice but to reply weakly: "Gryffindor—ha—"

He accidentally yawned, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Wood staring at him with burning eyes.

Harry came back to his senses all of a sudden, the sleepy bugs were gone, and he said forcefully, "Gryffindor must win! We will definitely defeat Hufflepuff!"

Wood nodded with satisfaction, but he finally reminded: "It is to win this year's Quidditch Cup, we have this chance of winning."

At the same time, Toby was sitting on the sofa in the office in his pajamas. He had just gotten up. Al was also sitting on his shoulders with a nightcap on his shoulders. There was a small magazine similar to a giant magazine on the coffee table. , the two pages that were opened and displayed in the college common room were a reduced master version.

There is an extra package on the coffee table, which is the Daily Prophet that the owl just delivered this morning.

"Are you ready?" Toby said with a heavy face.

Al opened his eyes hard and looked menacing: "Yeah!"

Toby stretched out his hands, and he flipped through the pages of the Daily Prophet. His trembling fingers showed his anxiety and uneasiness.

[Bestseller list:]

[1: "Magical Me" - by Gilderoy Lockhart]

[2: "Journey of Giants" - by XXX·XXX]

[3: "The Escaped Fire Dragon" - written by XXX·XXX]

Toby looked down patiently.

[49: "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" - Newt Scamander]

[50: "A Vampire's Monologue" - Amarillo Restoart]

Toby collapsed on the sofa with an "ah" sound, looking seriously injured.

Al read the list again in disbelief, and finally tore up the entire newspaper with his little paws angrily.

"Yeah! Yayah!"

"Stop it, Al, I would have changed the name if I had known it. "Ancient Magic and Magic Circles" sounds boring as hell... No, we have to make a new version of "The Quibbler" quickly. We can no longer waste time, future sales will still depend on it.”

"ah!"

"Oh, by the way, and the half-dead rooster has to be sent back to Hagrid, or it won't be enough by the end of the lesson."

"Yeah!"

"What? You mean Dumbledore? Don't worry, there's no need to worry about him. I've put the magazine in the common room anyway, even if he-"

"What the hell?"

"Even—principal, why are you here?"

Toby was sitting on the sofa with his head raised, and in the blink of an eye he saw Principal Dumbledore walking into the office upside down.

He quickly got up and sat down, and quietly exchanged a look with Al.

Dumbledore sat opposite the two. He said calmly: "Because I noticed that someone removed the bulletin board without permission, without even the minimum application in advance. Let me think about who did this. Thing--ah, it's you, Toby, and I didn't know you were ready to secretly start a newspaper."

Dumbledore stared at Toby with a penetrating gaze, and Toby looked away, examining the crumbs on the floor, as he explained: "Newspaper? You mean The Quibbler? It's no big deal, Headmaster, The four copies in the school will be regarded as my donation, and there is no need to pay me any fees."

"I also hope this is just your good intentions." Dumbledore said: "Of course, I have no doubts about your motives for gaining access to information channels in the academy, and I don't need to worry about it, right, Toby?"

"Oh, come on."

Toby suddenly became impatient. He waved his hand and said: "You plan to teach me a lesson again, but I am already a professor at the school. Why don't you see you troublemaking Severus all day long? You went to watch him. How is he in class? No students like him, I really want to know why you haven't kicked him out yet."

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with me, Toby." Snape suddenly walked into the office angrily. He seemed to have arrived by chance. He was slightly confused after seeing Dumbledore, but he quickly accused him. : "Get that stupid magazine of yours out of the Slytherin common room! I will never allow anything under your control to appear in my house!"

Toby frowned and stared at Snape: "Look at your strength, why didn't I see other deans come to see me—"

"Okay." He said suddenly, and handed the master copy on the coffee table to Dumbledore: "Then the headmaster controls the head office, right? You will keep this master copy from now on. Without your permission, no one will I can't publish anything in the four school magazines, and that includes the soon-to-be-revised edition of The Quibbler—what, don't you believe me? The other two masters are in Mr. Lovegood's and Long's The Bartons, this is the last one."

Dumbledore did not reach out to take it, and Snape's eyes changed. He said coldly: "What are you planning?"

"Ancient magic." Toby leaned back and casually pointed to the torn paper on the floor: "I just hope that more wizards will pay attention to ancient magic. I ignored this before and just Knowing about archaeology, it turns out that the auto-casting wand has not been spread too far, which is not acceptable."

"Oh?" Snape's mouth twisted, and he taunted, "Do you want to recruit believers in ancient magic through this method, recruiting only your own believers? It's like the things the Dark Lord does."

Toby narrowed his eyes and stared at Snape closely: "It's not impossible... Do you want to see it with your own eyes? Do you want to see how far I can go on the path of the mysterious man? Or do you want to see it with your own eyes?" Say you plan to become my disciple, Severus, and I can give you the status of number one disciple, which is no better than when you were a Death Eater."

Before the quarrel between the two became heated, Dumbledore suddenly took the master in his hands, and he took one last look at Toby.

"Would you like to speak to me alone?"

"No, principal, this is just a magazine promoting ancient magic, there is nothing to talk about."

"Okay... we should leave, Severus."

Dumbledore left with a twisted Snape.

Toby and Al stayed quietly for a while, with a thoughtful light flashing in his eyes.

Al looked left and right, and tested it again with the magic ball. After there was nothing unusual, he quietly opened his belly pocket and took a look inside——the fourth master, and the most important master Just stay in there.

"ah."

"Yes, that should be no problem. Even if he asks the Longbottoms in person, he can only tell about three master copies. No one knows that the fourth one is with us."

"ah?"

"No, don't underestimate Dumbledore. He knows a lot of things, but he is unwilling to tell us the reason why the Sorcerer's Stone was destroyed, and he is unwilling to let me go find Nick Flamel in person. He probably knows that we are collaborating to deceive him. . But what can I do? As early as when I was in school, I was powerless to do anything about those stupid purebloods, so I had to send them to the school hospital one by one. I didn’t want to do that, Al... "

"I just had to be more Slytherin than Slytherin."