Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Silent night.

Toby stood in front of the blank wall. He closed his eyes and walked around a few times. When he opened his eyes again, he saw an ancient door appearing on the wall.

He opened the door and walked in, and saw that the room had turned into a small desert, with a small pyramid standing in the center of the room.

Then Toby closed the door again, repeating the process, and the layout of the room also changed accordingly, for a while it was an igloo covered with frost and snow, for a while it was a withered grass, and even a room full of sniffing dolls s room.

Toby picked a doll at random, threw it back, and was caught by Al, who was stunned.

The doll was about the same size and looked exactly like it.

Fox looked at Al with envy, and it cried twice.

After a while, a phoenix doll was also thrown in front of Fox.

"Ha, look what I found!"

Toby took out a pair of half-moon glasses from the Room of Requirement, hung them on the bridge of the scary mask's nose, and blinked at Dumbledore who was standing aside.

"Do you think I'm looking more and more like the next Headmaster of Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore looked at Toby helplessly, without speaking.

He watched Toby's attempt become more and more dangerous-first being hit by a flood of water, and then a fiery flame was ejected from the house.

After repeating this process again, the door of the Room of Requirement could not be opened.

Toby put one leg against the wall, and pulled the doorknob hard, causing the wooden door to bend into an exaggerated bow, as if it would be completely shattered into pieces in the next second.

"All right, Toby."

Dumbledore finally broke the silence. He sighed, took out the rusty crown from his pocket, and showed it to Toby.

"This is what Voldemort hid in the Room of Requirement. Stop trying to threaten me by destroying the Room of Requirement."

Toby stared straight at the diadem, then turned his gaze to Dumbledore.

"Ravenclaw's crown?" he asked in a low voice. "Is this Ms. Ravenclaw's crown? Is it a relic of the founder?!"

"I heard it can give people wisdom...is the legend true?!"

Dumbledore said, "I've only just gotten it, so I can't answer your question."

"I can give it a try!" Toby volunteered. Even his deep eyes couldn't block the strange light.

"about this issue......"

Dumbledore put the crown back into his pocket as he said: "I think it is still open to debate, at least to know why Voldemort took this thing. He certainly didn't do it to improve his wisdom. "

Facing Toby's longing eyes, Dumbledore said with an emphasis: "This is a measure that must be taken to avoid risks."

"Okay, okay." Toby said in an indifferent tone, but his eyes were still looking at Dumbledore's pockets, and Al also looked at him furtively.

If the person they were facing was Angela, they would have taken it away by force.

Dumbledore left with Fox, the diadem, and Tom Riddle's diary. It must not be easy tonight, and he needs to study these two items all night.

Toby also returned to the ancient magic office. After he opened the door, he found that Angela hadn't fallen asleep, and was sitting behind the desk silently reading Toby's draft for the new book.

"how do you feel?"

"I really hope I can read the whole new book soon - huh? Toby? You're back?!"

Angela looked up in surprise. The Pharaoh mask did not scare her. She had long been accustomed to it. No matter what happened to Toby, it would not be strange.

Toby naturally walked to the seat of the sofa and sat down. He said casually, "I guess we have to wait for the new book. This year is not going well, and all the textbooks are [occupied]. When do you plan to return to Ouagadou? By the way , are you interested in going to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets? There is also a dead basilisk corpse, it would be great if it was intact, and it will definitely be able to summon something more powerful in ritual magic."

Toby talked for a long time and naturally neglected to hide the fact that Angela had returned long ago.

Angela looked around, trotted, sat across from Toby, and stared at him with novel eyes, making Toby a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?" Toby asked strangely, wondering if Angela suddenly became enlightened?Become less fooled?

Angela lowered her voice and asked as if she was plotting some insidious plan: "So... you stole the wizard potted plant? Used it to quietly replace Dumbledore? The transformation spell can Will it last that long?”

This is all a mess.

In order to prevent the naive Ms. Angela from continuing to suffer, Toby and Al worked together to drag her to the disappearing cabinet.

"Come on, tell me again—"

Angela desperately pushed against the door of the disappearing cabinet, sticking her head out of the cabinet to prevent it from closing: "How did you revive the wizard's potted plant? The fake products now—oh, sorry, I slipped the tongue , can the current [Dumbledore] be well controlled? How did you defeat him?"

"Stop talking!" Toby pressed Angela's head back.

It would be terrible if Dumbledore heard it.

"Damn it -" Angela said angrily: "I have helped you so much, but you haven't returned the scepter to me yet!"

"This is already doing you a big favor!" Toby said through gritted teeth, slamming the cabinet door shut.

After listening to the tapping for a while, finally there was no more sound.

Toby and Al leaned against the cabinet door, and they exchanged a look.

"Seriously, how did she survive until today? She was able to persist until we found her, and she was killed before that."

"Yeah..." Al responded dryly, and it couldn't understand this either.

However, Angela did become less easy to fool.

Compared with the last time, this substitute teacher experience was full of mysteries, and she had to figure it out before she would go back.

So in the second half of the night, she began to walk back and forth non-stop. Another disappearing cabinet was also placed in her office in Ouagadou. It was originally a retreat reserved for Toby himself, but it greatly simplified the way of coming and going. .

"vomit......"

Angela pushed open the cupboard door in a daze. She lay on the floor and kept retching. There was a hint of pity in her weak tone: "The wizard potted plant...and Dumbledore... ..”

Toby looked at her with a headache, and Al got up from the bed in a daze, with the nightcap put on his head askew.

"......ah?"

"Forget it, I'll take her to the secret room to wake up."

Toby stretched out his hand and pulled her up. Angela staggered and walked behind Toby.

They came to the abandoned washroom, and after pushing Angela into the pipe, Toby slid in too.

"I...where is this?"

Angela slid deep into the ground, and saw that her palms became dirty, and her clothes were also stained with a lot of slime.

"Why...are you here?"

Three children were lying at the outlet of the water pipe.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hugged each other for warmth. They were shivering and pale. They looked as pitiable as possible. They were dozing off mentally. After being awakened, they immediately gathered around Angela. He kept asking questions in an expectant tone——

"Professor, are you here to pick us up?"

"I'm freezing to death."

"So hungry." Valley

"Uh..." Just as Angela hesitated for a while, Toby also slipped out of the pipe. As if he hadn't seen the three of them, he turned to Angela and said, "Let's go. Let me show you the secret chamber of Slytherin."

Then he walked deeper into the tunnel with a normal expression.

Angela followed behind him, but she still couldn't help but look back at the three students—they didn't dare to follow Toby like they surrounded Angela, but only dared to follow cautiously.

"What happened to them?" Angela asked.

"They?" Toby turned around and asked in confusion, "Who are they?"

Angela blinked and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The group of people walked all the way to the final secret room hall. Angela saw with her own eyes the damaged statue and the huge basilisk - half of its head was blown into pieces, and there was an unpleasant smell around it.

Toby took Angela around the secret room, especially slowing down when the pieces of meat and stones were on the ground, so that Angela could take a good look at what had happened here.

The trio followed them aggrievedly and walked around silently.

Toby didn't introduce anything. After walking back to the broken entrance, he just said: "Do you see clearly?"

In front of the tragic battle marks, Angela ignored the eyes of the three asking for help, and she nodded obediently.

"Go back after seeing it clearly."

The group walked back to the water pipe in eerie silence.

Toby grabbed one of Angela's arms, stretched out countless rotting cloth strips from the edge of his mask, and drilled along the water pipe.

Seeing that the hope of finally leaving the Chamber of Secrets was about to disappear, Harry finally pleaded: "Professor Hemmer..."

However, with a "swish" sound, Toby and Angela disappeared and disappeared into the darkness inside the water pipe.

This time, after returning to the ancient magic office, Angela obediently walked into the disappearing cabinet without asking Toby, and even closed the cabinet door herself.

Toby washed up briefly, changed into black pajamas, and lay on the bed.

"Ah...?" Al asked in his sleep.

"Sleep, sleep..." Toby said, closing his eyes.

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Although sleeping peacefully at Hogwarts - whether on the ground or underground.

But on Christmas Eve, thousands of miles away from Hogwarts, some people still couldn't sleep at night.

In the gorgeous living room of Malfoy Castle, the thick floorboards are lifted to reveal a staircase leading underground. This is a secret basement designed to hide some inappropriate items.

For example, tons of dark magic items.

They filled the entire wall with shelving shelves in all sorts of strange shapes.

A withered hand touched the gray glass bottle, picked it up, placed it in front of the eyes under the hood, and carefully studied the poisonous potion in the bottle.

Lucius Malfoy crouched tremblingly at the feet of this figure, not daring to have any thought of disobedience.

After a while, Voldemort spoke.

"Why don't you want to see me very much, Lucius? Don't you want to see me back?"

"No...no, master." Lucius said in fear: "Of course I hope to see you, but my biggest wish is-"

"lie!"

Voldemort turned abruptly, revealing the withered face beneath the hood like dried bark.

Lucius lowered his head even lower.

He felt something sharp and slender passing over his shoulder, but his fear prevented him from looking up, let alone avoiding it.

Something like the tip of a needle streaked across his pale face, passed over his throat, and reached his heart bit by bit.

"Owner!"

Lucius shouted in horror: "I have been very careful, as long as there is any signal from you, as long as there are any rumors about your whereabouts, I will immediately rush to your side, and nothing can stop me—"

"Yes," Voldemort hissed softly, "But why won't you let your wife come to see me? What are you afraid of, Lucius?"

Lucius dared not say anything.

He never thought that one day Voldemort would appear in front of him again, and he never dared to involve Narcissa in this strange meeting, especially his son...

Draco Malfoy couldn't be more thankful for not coming home for Christmas break.

"I beg you to give me a chance." Lucius said earnestly, "Give me a chance to make up for my mistakes."

There was an extremely suppressed silence.

"You have disappointed me..." Voldemort's voice was full of unparalleled indifference: "I hope you will serve me more loyally in the future and don't let me down again."

"Of course, Master, of course... you are generous, thank you..."

ten minutes later.

"The Ministry of Magic has been very strict recently. The idiots of the Weasley family have been targeting me. Please commit yourself to the basement first."

"Go."

After a burst of heavy footsteps, the floor was covered by Lucius tiptoeing, and the light shining in finally condensed on the surface of the terrifying face underground, turning into a line, splitting on the red eyes, and disappearing into the darkness.

Voldemort closed his eyes, the aura on his body disappeared little by little, and he gradually became weaker.

This peculiar body endowed him with more magical magical abilities, allowing him to escape Hogwarts at the last moment and come to Malfoy Manor.

But he knew that he could not show weakness in front of this "loyal" servant.

Not only Lucius, but also other servants.

Otherwise, Voldemort would not have been hiding in Albania for so long without seeking help from anyone.

He knew what he was controlling them through, very clearly.

fear.

It's always fear.

Maybe Lucius sensed something, but he made the mistake of not letting Narcissa show up in the first place.

This instead exposed his weakness.

As long as Voldemort stayed at Malfoy Manor for a day, Lucius would not dare to resist him.

Because Lucius was too cowardly, too cowardly to seize this fleeting opportunity.

This gave Voldemort time to recuperate.

Then, it was time to find the Horcruxes he had hidden elsewhere, so as to eliminate the hidden dangers of this body.

But before that, he needs more servants.

A more loyal servant.