Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

The group returned to Lockhart's office, and as they walked in, there was a sudden commotion on the wall. Several photos show Lockhart hiding in panic, with curlers in his hair.

The real Lockhart lit a candle on the table and stepped back.

Dumbledore placed Mrs. Norris on the smooth table, and Snape controlled the motionless Toby to stand across the table and began to inspect together with the principal.

There was a chill in Harry's heart, he was so frightened that he couldn't move, he just looked at Professor Highmore's calm face, which still maintained a vigilant expression, which was no different from usual.

Al's eyes were red, and he looked extremely crazy - and that's exactly what he did. He pushed Snape away roughly, climbed on top of Toby, and tremblingly stretched out his little paws and waved them in front of his eyes. After shaking for a moment, Toby didn't react at all, and Al screamed miserably.

Snape didn't step forward again, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

Professor McGonagall wanted to help, but was also pushed away by Al, preventing anyone from getting close to Toby. This made Lockhart, who was planning to come over, stop, and he stood far away, making a plan: : "A spell must have killed them—probably the Transfiguration Curse, I've seen—oh my God!"

Al raised his small shovel and rushed towards him, but Dumbledore stopped him in time.

Snape on the side said sarcastically: "Killing Toby? I would rather believe that he committed suicide than that he could be disposed of silently."

He turned his head to look at Harry and the others. Harry saw malice in his eyes, but Harry had no mind to think about it anymore.

What on earth attacked Professor Heimer?

Could it... could it be related to the sound he heard?

"They're not dead."

When Dumbledore came to this conclusion, many people were relieved.

"They were petrified, but I don't know exactly what happened..."

"Ask him!" screamed Filch, turning his mottled, tear-stained face to Harry.

"It's impossible for a second year student to do that," said Dumbledore firmly. "It would require the highest Dark Arts, not to mention Toby, who—"

But Filch was completely out of his mind, and he sputtered, "He did it, he did it! You saw what he wrote on the wall! He knows I'm a—I'm a—" Filch's face twitched horribly. "He knows I'm a Squib!"

However, his roar didn't get the expected reaction at all.

How could any student be able to deal with Toby?

Only Snape said grimly: "Please allow me to say something, Headmaster, I believe the situation is already clear, the students have no ability to harm the professor, unless—"

Under Snape's gaze, Harry's ominous feeling became even stronger. He believed that nothing Snape said would do him any good.

"Harry Potter, a famous boy." Snape twisted his lips and said, "He is the heir of Slytherin. It just so happened that Toby put him in confinement before that, so there is every reason to harm Toby. -"

"I didn't!" cried Harry, uncomfortably aware that everyone was looking at him: "I never thought of harming Professor Highmore - and Mrs. Norris!" he added hastily.

"But why were you in that place at the wrong time?" Snape said, his lips twisting into a sneer, as if he deeply doubted it: "Instead of going to the Halloween dinner."

Harry, Ron and Hermione scramble to explain that they went to a death anniversary party: "...hundreds of ghosts came and they could prove we were there -"

"But after this, why don't you come to the banquet?" said Snape, his dark eyes gleaming in the candlelight. "Why go up the corridor?"

Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry.

"Because—because—" said Harry, his heart beating wildly.

Subconsciously, he thought of a terrifying guess and felt that he should lie.

"Because we were tired and wanted to go to bed earlier," he said.

"No dinner?" Snape said, a proud smile flashed across his thin face, "I think the food provided by ghosts at the party is probably not suitable for living people."

"We're not hungry," Ron said loudly, as his stomach rumbled.

Snape's ugly smile became more apparent.

"My opinion, Headmaster, is that Potter is not telling the full truth," he said. "We should probably take away some of his privileges until he tells us the truth. Personally, I think it would be best for him to leave Gryffin." Quidditch team, let's wait until we become more honest."?

"Honestly, Severus," snapped Professor McGonagall, "I see no reason why the boy should not be allowed to play. This attack had absolutely nothing to do with Quidditch."

Dumbledore gave Harry a searching look. Facing the gaze of his piercing blue eyes, Harry felt like he was being seen through.

At this time, Al, who had gradually become quiet, suddenly broke the silence. It seemed that it suddenly remembered something and turned its head to stare at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore understood immediately, he conjured up a piece of parchment and a quill, handed it to Al under the surprised eyes of everyone, watched it and began to write.

After it was written, Al returned the parchment to Dumbledore in a concealed manner. No one knew what was written on it, but they all saw that Dumbledore's expression immediately became solemn.

Dumbledore looked at Al with complicated eyes, and nodded slightly.

Snape frowned and looked over, but the parchment was set on fire and destroyed in public.

"We should be able to cure them," said Dumbledore. "Professor Sprout has acquired some mandrakes recently. Once they are grown and mature, we can bring them back to life."

Lockhart was about to show off his potion skills again, but was interrupted by Dumbledore's next words.

"You can go." He looked at Harry and the others and said, then turned to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, take Mrs. Norris to the school hospital."

"As for Toby...please excuse me for a moment."

With a wave of his wand, Toby's body floated in the air, followed him, and Al climbed onto his shoulders, and they strode away together.

They went all the way back to the ancient magic office. After closing the door, Al hurried to the desk and directed the two skeletons to open the pharaoh's coffin.

Dumbledore controlled Toby's body to slowly float into the coffin, and watched helplessly as the skeletons closed the coffin and locked Toby inside.

This is related to the note Al wrote to Dumbledore, demanding that the unconscious Toby be put in a coffin immediately.

In the previous history, this coffin was used to place mummies wearing pharaoh masks, and it also allowed Toby and Al, who explored the pyramids, to survive the years of being hunted down by unkillable mummies.

But Al didn't tell Dumbledore why he did it.

"Can I know the reason?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Al's back.

Al shook his head dejectedly, but didn't answer.

Dumbledore didn't belittle Al for being a Niffler, nor did he press Al to answer his own question.

In the letters exchanged in the past, Dumbledore knew that Toby also had reservations about him, including the origin of Al, which seemed to be conjured out of thin air.

"Come to me if you need anything."

After sighing, Dumbledore turned and left the office.

Al stayed alone for a while, as if in a daze.

Two skeletons stood on both sides of the coffin, looking like guards.

There was silence and stillness in the room until—

"Bang. Bang."

The coffin moved.

It was a light knock at first, and then it became more and more violent, so loud that it almost knocked over the ceiling.

Al quickly used the magic ball to arrange a magic circle, so that the sound could not be heard.

Immediately afterwards, it took out the Pharaoh's mask from its belly pocket and stared at it with tangled eyes.

Staring at the face that seemed to be proud of it.

"Yeah!" Al ordered.

The two skeletons looked at each other with empty eye sockets. They walked back to the coffin and slowly opened the cover.

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Harry, Ron and Hermione quickly left Lockhart's office after getting permission. They walked upstairs, and tacitly did not return to the dormitory, but got into an empty classroom.Close the door gently.

Harry squinted at the faces of his two friends in the darkness.

"Say, shouldn't I tell them about the voice I heard?"

"Don't say it," said Ron without thinking, "it's not a good sign to hear voices that other people can't hear, even in the wizarding world."

Harry heard something in Ron's voice, and asked, "You trust me, don't you?"

"Of course I do," Ron said quickly, "but - you have to admit it's bizarre..."

"I know it's bizarre," Harry said. "The whole thing is bizarre. What's with those writings on the wall? The Chamber of Secrets has been opened... What does that mean?"

"Oh, this reminds me of something," Ron said slowly, "It seems that someone told me about the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts once... It was probably Bill... .”

"Chamber of Secrets..." Harry frowned and thought. He thought of what the Sorting Hat had said again and became silent little by little.

Hermione saw that something was wrong with Harry, and she asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Still bowing his head, Harry murmured, "But, but don't you think these things are connected?"

"What?" Ron asked in surprise: "What did you find?"

Harry said as if he was possessed: "At the very beginning, I heard that special sound in Professor Heimer's office, but he was attacked today... As for Luo Mrs. Liz, it may have been implicated by Professor Heimer, and also by me."

Hermione looked at him worriedly: "What do you want to say?"

Harry slowly raised his head, and he mustered up the courage to say: "Only I can hear that voice. Don't you think it's strange? It's like...like a murder notice. The murderer has been targeting Shanghai for a long time. Professor Hei Mo, but I ignored the opportunity to remind him, and as a result, Hei Mo taught him..."

Ron still couldn't understand, but Hermione became surprised. She heard Harry say intermittently——

"I can't help but guess that maybe... I am really the heir of Slytherin."

There was a bell ringing somewhere.

"It's twelve o'clock." Hermione reminded, she grabbed the shocked Ron and the increasingly silent Harry, and left the classroom as if fleeing from something.

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Ginny was frightened by Professor Highmore who was attacked. She became uneasy and walked with her head down among the Gryffindor students. She didn't even notice that she was going in the wrong direction and accidentally bumped into a Ravenclaw. Lao's student knocked the black notebook out of his arms.

"what!"

Ginny screamed in fear. She crouched down in panic, trying to pick up the notebook, but accidentally bumped into the girl opposite. The girl had long dirty blonde hair, which was different from Ginny's red hair. They are entangled together and cannot be untangled.

"Get out of the way! Please! I'm a prefect! Please get out of the way! What's the matter with you, Ginny?"

Percy noticed the commotion at the rear of the team, and he rushed over to help immediately. After helping the two untie the knot, he subconsciously wanted to teach Ginny as a brother, but she picked up something and flew away. Ordinary fled.

"It seems that she was quite frightened, but it's understandable, who would have thought—" Percy was at a loss for words in embarrassment, but he soon found that almost all the people around him walked away, and none of them Nothing left.

Ginny rushed back to the dormitory to avoid other people. She hid under the quilt, opened the black notebook with great confusion, and wrote on the blank page: "Tom, are you there? I suddenly became so panicked. I don’t remember what happened. When I woke up, my clothes were stained with paint, and Professor Heimer... He, what happened to him? Can you tell me? Tom? Tom?"

Ginny's handwriting disappeared little by little, and then, another line of unexpected words gradually emerged——

"Tom? Honey, is this the new name you gave me? I've thought about changing it, but don't you think it's a bit ordinary?"

On the other side, in the Ravenclaw dormitories.

Luna glanced at the gathered roommates. They were discussing the attack that happened tonight, but they didn't bring Luna with them.

But Luna had long been used to it. She took out her notebook as usual, opened it to a blank page, and wrote on it: "Mom, something weird happened in school today. A cat and a professor were affected." Assault, and I bumped into a student and got our hair tangled together."

After a while, Luna's handwriting disappeared, and another line of text appeared instead.

"Sorry, honey. Before I answer, please allow me to ask one more question - do you like to call people close to you mom? I really don't know about it. Of course, I won't blame you for this, it's just that I hope you can... inform me in advance. Well, just inform me in advance."

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The ancient magic office has completely changed, with signs of destruction everywhere, and it has become more serious than the last time Lockhart came.

On the sofa that was broken into several pieces, sat a worried Al, and a tall figure hiding in the shadows. At this moment, the figure was holding the fourth master copy to check something.

"Be happy, Al."

A familiar voice came, it sounded like Toby's voice, but it was a little different, deeper than before: "We've made a fortune, the promotion plan of "The Quibbler" is very good, almost all customers are willing to pay for this book The unique magazine pays for it - but they seem to be more interested in the list of Quidditch teams, well, it doesn't matter, at least we have taken a hugely important step."

Al didn't respond, it was staring blankly at the smashed coffee table.

Toby continued: "As for me... I know that my current state may be difficult to accept, but as long as the mandrake can mature in time, it will be okay... If I can If you survive until then..."

"It's a pity that this special treatment plan cannot be applied to other people. They don't have an imprinted magic circle, and they only have one Pharaoh mask."

"Okay, Al."

Toby stood up slowly and looked out the window. The moonlight shone on him through the window, intersecting with the magic circle on his skin, illuminating the long hair in front of his forehead, and clearly showing the long hair on his face. The mask on the face - black lines appear on the Pharaoh's mask, as if completely integrated with his face, and it will suddenly become ferocious every few seconds.

"Don't tell me about my waking up. Next, we still have a lot of things to do."

Al asked hesitantly: "Yeah?"

There was silence in the room.

Under the moonlight, Toby's face became ferocious again, and his appearance turned into a lifelike mask.

He calmly replied, "Yes, Al."

"That includes Dumbledore, too."