Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Of course Cedric thought he heard it wrong, how could he have the ability to teach Professor Haimer?

"If you don't mind, I'd like to ask more about the auto-casting wand—"

"Of course I don't mind. Will this be our first lesson? It's a good start - come here, you sit here."

Toby pressed Cedric's shoulders and pushed him behind the desk, so frightened that Cedric quickly braked with both feet, and his legs were tightly pressed against the floor.

"Come on, Professor, I—how can I sit in your place?"

"Then it's yours now." Toby said cheerfully, and easily pressed Cedric on the sofa chair behind the desk, making him fidgety.

Then Toby took out a pocket watch, stared at the star pointer on it and said, "There is still an hour before the official end of get out of class, tell me, what are you going to teach me?"

Cedric opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word. Until now, he thought he was dreaming.

"Stop joking, professor." Cedric wanted to stand up, but was pushed back by a pair of small paws.

"Mr. Al!" he said in surprise, remembering that he had a helper: "Please help me persuade Professor Heimer. This must have nothing to do with the teacher recognition meeting. Professor Heimer is just joking, right?"

Al shook his head seriously. He looked left and right, and suddenly took out a pair of glasses with half-moon lenses from his belly pocket and hung them on his face. His eyes looked at Cedric through the lenses with an unpredictable expression. .

This imitation is so much like Principal Dumbledore, Cedric doesn't even need to guess, he can tell at a glance.

A strange thought rose in his mind.

"You mean -" he asked with a strange look in his eyes: "This is all Principal Dumbledore's idea?"

"Yeah!" Al nodded with satisfaction.

Cedric's guess was absolutely correct. All the ideas were provided by the principal - allowing students to pass on knowledge to professors and then make evaluations based on it - this was really a novel teacher recognition meeting. Bea believed that nothing like this had ever been held at Hogwarts before.

He took out a black diary in a decent manner, and took out a quill pen, as if he was taking notes seriously, and looked decent.

Cedric thought he was hallucinating—no longer because of Professor Heimer’s bizarre behavior, but because—

"Professor, it seems to be calling for help. Did I hear it wrong?"

Cedric asked, looking at the diary in confusion.

"Is there?" Toby looked as if nothing unusual had happened at all. He picked up the diary and slapped it on the table twice, and when he picked it up again, it was already crumpled.

"Not anymore," Cedric said, shrinking back.

"There's one more thing!" Toby suddenly said loudly, which almost made Cedric roll back in fright.

"I'm not the professor now, you are." Toby looked at Cedric and said, with a smile on his lips, and he didn't seem dissatisfied at all: "Don't be too busy refusing, this is the rule. And ——To be honest, I have also lived through your age. When I was in school, I felt that some professors were hopelessly stupid. This may be an exaggeration, but I still often feel that some professors are hopelessly stupid. Perhaps you are not as good as me, and your understanding of magic is too one-sided - haven't you had the same feeling, Professor Diggory?"

I don't know if it was because he was not used to this title, but Cedric shook his head honestly and replied dryly: "No, Professor."

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

This is not the reaction Cedric should have had after Toby said the heartfelt words.

"Really?" Toby subconsciously frowned: "I don't believe you have never been overconfident once. Think about it, your grades are so good, your appearance is not bad, and you can play Quidditch well - this Why does it remind me of another person - forget it, don't mention anything else, how do you view everything around you?"

Cedric's eyes widened. This seemed to be the first time he heard Professor Hemmer praise someone so directly. This immediately made him feel embarrassed, and even his voice became softer: "It's just school life, Professor. I've always done what I should do. I don't think there's anything special about it."

Toby seemed to have forgotten about the identity swap. He stared at Cedric closely, wanting to know the true thoughts hidden by Cedric from his face, including his mind.

However, the result is nothing.

Cedric really thought so - in the face of his excellent results, he just regarded it as a normal part of life. If anything, helping Hufflepuff House win more honors was all his selfish motives.

Toby looked at Cedric several times, as if he was meeting this student for the first time.

It was difficult not to remind him of another person, a person who showed off his skills on the Quidditch pitch. He was noticed wherever he went and made the limelight everywhere - of course it was James, who had very good grades when he was in school. , and the ball was played beautifully——

Well, besides James, there is actually another person, that is Sirius.

Before he really saw his own heart clearly, Toby was no different from ordinary students, even worse than Neville in the first grade. He could only watch these people become the focus of the students from a distance—for this reason He has been confused for a long time, will anyone really like them?Wouldn't it be deliberate booing and ridicule?

It can only be said that the experience when he first entered school made Toby suspicious everywhere, and many external performances made it difficult to gain his trust.

But no one thought that someone would really like them.

This even includes Lily, who is unbelievably married to James.

"That's weird..." Toby muttered under his breath.

He couldn't figure out why two people who were so similar in many places could be so different in their hearts—or, in fact, they were all the same?

Cedric and James are actually the same?

But Toby thought about that full moon night when he was in school. He saw with his own eyes that James actually wanted to rescue Snape from Remus who turned into a werewolf. They had always been enemies, and later Snape has always been unwilling to admit this, and has been looked down upon by Toby a little bit since then - he believes that he must recognize his own heart in order to truly master powerful magic, otherwise there will be no good results.

"Professor?" Cedric asked carefully. He originally didn't want to disturb Toby's thinking, but - they had been sitting in silence for ten minutes, and every moment made Cedric feel more and more uneasy. , want to adjust the position back as soon as possible.

Toby didn't seem to be disturbed at all, but looked more friendly than usual. He smiled and said, "No, you are the professor. Let me tell you, you should take advantage of this opportunity. Remember, the professor is You can ask students questions."

Cedric vaguely understood something, and his eyes lit up little by little.

"Ahem, let's talk about the automatic magic wand." He took the time to say: "According to the Swallow-tailed Dog Law in "Magic Theory", many times magic is not as simple as it seems on the surface. For example, the Swallow-tailed Dog is dealt with After losing its tail, it will be regarded as an ordinary dog ​​in the Muggle world, but the swallow-tailed dog has not really changed——"

Following Cedric's proficient recitation, Al looked back a little carefully, and felt relieved after finding that his tail was still there.

At this time, Toby interrupted: "Do you want to say that the essence of magic circle and magic war is the same, and it is possible for them to coexist peacefully?"

Cedric nodded excitedly. It was because of this rule that he was unwilling to give up the idea of ​​making an automatic casting wand. That made no sense and wouldn't work.

"Actually—" Toby shook his head and said, "I discovered very early on that we can't use today's theories to study ancient magic. It doesn't work at all. I don't mean to question Adbe Waughlin (author of The Theory of Magic), I actually met him in person, it was an interesting conversation. In the end, we agreed that the magic had changed - you heard me right, it was magic It has changed, so there is the current "Magic Theory", which is why I have always insisted on my own ideas, and he has given me great encouragement."

Cedric asked curiously: "How did you know him?"

"About this matter——" Toby's expression was a little helpless: "Well, I actually saw him when I was being lectured in the fourth grade. Mr. Waughlin and Principal Dumbledore are very good friends. As early as The principal communicated frequently with him when he was a student, and I wanted to do the same. Unfortunately, Mr. Waughlin is too old to communicate with him. Now he has passed away for nearly ten years. It's a pity, otherwise I'd like to see him write an "Ancient Theory of Magic" with my own eyes."

After the atmosphere was low for a while, Toby took the initiative to bring up the topic and said: "In addition, regarding the research on ancient magic, you must know that magic also has opposites - to be precise, when magic manifests, there is an oppositional relationship. , like five-legged monsters who don't want to become wizards - I like to use this example so much, they are so magical, more magical than vampires and werewolves put together - they can never change back, they will be there for the rest of their lives. They can only remain as monsters, and they are also very dangerous - it’s a pity that the island they live on has been cast an unmarkable spell, so we can’t see them with our own eyes.”

Cedric understood the meaning of Toby's words, and he said in frustration: "Are you saying that the magic circle and the wand are also opposites?"

"It's not impossible." Toby spread his hands and said: "We can think of the wand as a magical item evolved from the scepter - but the scepter also indicates ritual magic, and ritual magic and magic circles have many contradictions. Relationship, illogical and mind-numbing meticulousness, this alone is enough to make many wizards reluctant to take another look at the magic circle - that's why my books sell so poorly, it's really believable, they don't know What kind of wealth have I missed?"

Cedric has reservations about this.Of course, he had read Professor Highmore's works, which were indeed difficult to understand and not interesting at all—but the magic circle was aimed at the biggest weakness of wizards—poor logical adaptability.

It's like... when Cedric heard the whooshing sound coming from outside the window, his first thought was not to lower his head and lie on the table to avoid it. Instead, he immediately turned his head curiously, his tone full of Surprised: "Professor Heimer, that is--did I read it correctly?"

Toby walked to the window, and he looked at the figure scurrying in the air outside the window and said, "Yes, you read that right. It's either a dementor who learned to fly the first day, or it can only be Severus —his flying skills are still as bad. I tell you, he was like this in school, no matter how hard he tried, he would get thrown by the broom every time-like now--"

Cedric shouted in horror: "Professor Snape is flying towards us!"

"No, it was thrown away." Toby corrected him. He moved slightly out of the way, just in time to avoid Snape who smashed the glass window into pieces.

Snape slammed into the desk with a thump that hurt like hell just from the sound.

"It's a pity that the Pharaoh's coffin is gone." Toby rubbed his chin and said, "Otherwise we would have saved ourselves a lot of trouble - forget it, it should be too late to do it now."

"I won't die if you die!" Snape said viciously, looking up, his face was bruised and purple, it was obvious that he had been hit hard.

He scrambled down from the table and threw things all over the place.When passing by Cedric who stood up at a loss, he even warned him with his eyes, probably not to tell what happened today.

Then Snape looked around and saw that the broom was in Toby's hand.

"Eh?" Toby looked at the broom carefully and said, "Isn't this—that person's broom? Why is it here with you? Could it be that this was also deliberately arranged by the principal?"

Snape could already tell who "that person" was from Toby's tone. It could only be Sirius.

"How dare he tease me like this!"

Snape's face turned pale with anger, and he ignored the broom. Even though it was a very rare rocket crossbow, it was not worth mentioning in his eyes. 33 novel network

"Here you go." Toby then threw the broom to Cedric, who caught it hurriedly.

"Give-give-give me?" Cedric couldn't even speak clearly. This is a rocket crossbow. It is said that a certain famous team has already reserved several in advance, and Cedric is still repeating it outside the window. I've seen models with the same proportions several times.

"Yeah." Toby said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is actually my broom, which was supposed to be used as a prize-but anyway, Harry has a new broom, I remember the decisive time is Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor day? You have to do well and don't embarrass Hufflepuff House, Professor Digory."

Cedric clutched the Firebolt, acting even more shocked than before.

Is he really not dreaming?