Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Harry and Cedric's method worked. A ball of flames couldn't take care of two people's pincer attack. With a little skill, one man was able to guard the goal and one man attracted them, which was very efficient.

Of course, it would be hard to say if there was one more, but fortunately the kind-hearted Professor Heimer did not continue to increase the difficulty, and deliberately encouraged the two of them after they fell from the sky covered in sweat.

"You guys did a great job, both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff got ten points for that."

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he and Cedric looked at each other. At this time, the two seemed to have a good understanding, and he also saw similar thoughts to his own in Cedric's eyes - this was very It didn't come easy.

"Today's training ends here." Toby didn't say much, but quickly announced: "I will notify you in advance when the next training starts. This will be helpful to you all."

After saying these words, Toby took Al and left, leaving the two exhausted students in a daze.

Is that all?

Harry thought in confusion, he didn't even explain clearly why he came to me... Is it because Cedric was present that it was inconvenient to tell? Could this also be related to solving Voldemort's soul?

Thinking of this, Harry subconsciously summoned his own devil, and spit out a Parseltongue voice, which sounded very dark.

Cedric couldn't be as calm as before, he hesitated and said, "Are you—?"

"Yes, that's right." Harry simply took the risk and said, "This is Parseltongue, a very evil magic. I learned it naturally. It must have shocked you, right?"

Cedric was indeed startled when he was training, and it couldn't be hidden from Harry's eyes. In order to pass the training smoothly, he even yelled at Cedric, otherwise it might have taken a lot longer to finish.

"But aren't you a Gryffindor?" Cedric's thoughts were as expected by Harry, he asked suspiciously: "I remember that Parseltongue is clearly a Slytherin skill."

Now Harry knew the reason, of course it had to do with the soul left in him by Voldemort. When he couldn't say these words to Cedric, there were many people who didn't know about it and had to keep it secret.

Seeing that Harry stopped talking and Cedric didn't continue to inquire further, Harry breathed a sigh of relief silently.

If it was Draco, it would definitely not be able to end so easily.

"I think we should go have breakfast quickly." Cedric suggested: "Do you want to go together? Or do you plan to go back to the dormitory first?"

"Forget it, let's go together." Harry thought Ron would bring him textbooks.

The two walked out of the Room of Requirement together, and figures gradually appeared in the corridor, all of them were yawning students.

"That Firebolt of yours—" said Harry suddenly, "is that Professor Highmore's gift to you?"

"What?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, and after Harry asked again, he came back to his senses and said, "Yeah, I really didn't expect that I would receive this gift, Professor Hemmer... .It is indeed a bit too generous, and recently many people have been asking me how I can become Mr. Al’s assistant, but I don’t think the two things are connected.”

Harry had already tacitly accepted that it was the broom that Sirius gave him, and the one he got was the previous prize.

Cedric continued: "Since you can also be a devil, let me tell you about it - do you know that I have always wanted to make an automatic casting wand?"

"Of course." Harry said, and Hermione was still mumbling in front of him and Ron for a long time. I heard that she had also started learning wand learning, but she never knew the progress.

It's probably not good, otherwise Hermione would have said it.

"That's it." Cedric continued: "That Firebolt should be regarded as an encouragement to me, or almost a teaching material. Look, didn't it come in handy today? I want to make it. It's very difficult to auto-cast wands, and I'm still working on it, but the devil seems to be important in it."

Harry muttered in a low voice: "Then you shouldn't just give my gifts to others..."

"What?" Cedric didn't hear clearly: "Are you talking about your gift? I saw it, and it was also a Firebolt. It seems that this year's game will be interesting."

"This is Wood's last year at school." Harry looked at him and said, "We have to win the championship."

Cedric didn't engage in tit-for-tat with Harry. He just smiled and said, "We'll see you on the field then."

It made Harry feel like he was punching the cotton with his fist.

They separated at the door of the Great Hall, and Harry walked towards the Gryffindor table. Not far away, he saw Ron and Hermione stretching their necks.

He walked over and asked, "Did you bring my textbook too?"

"They're all here." Ron patted his backpack and said, "But where have you been? I didn't see you when I woke up."

Ron and Hermione listened carefully as Harry described what had happened this morning in a low voice - especially Hermione, who was quick to ask a barrage of questions.

"The devil has something to do with the self-casting wand?"

"Cedric has actually learned how to be a devil?"

"Training? Fire ball? Didn't you try using the Patronus Charm? Isn't that how we passed the exam last year?"

"Didn't Cedric not think of it?" Harry immediately defended: "Besides, I can't summon a Patronus yet. It's much more difficult than the devil."

"I agree." Ron asked, holding a piece of pie: "So now you have one more training, Harry. Will you still go to Professor Lupin's place?"

Lupine has been teaching Ron and Hermione the Patronus Charm based on Toby's previous method, and Harry has been following him because Lupine believes that Toby's magic is dangerous and Harry must learn the Patronus Charm to use it. protect yourself.

"Of course I'm going." Harry said seriously: "It's best to try the method you mentioned Hermione, so that I don't have to cooperate with Cedric."

The Firebolt that Sirius had given him still haunted him.

"Wait a minute." Hermione stared at them suddenly and said, "Do you think you should tell Professor Highmore what happened last night?"

"No!" Harry said quickly.

"How is that possible?" Ron's reaction was much more intense: "What are you talking about with the professor? Is someone talking bad about him behind his back? I don't think that's anything worth revealing. And Harry, when the time comes, you plan to let Harry What should I do? He still has a lot of problems to rely on Professor Heimer - by the way, and the Firebolt, which is even harder to talk about. I don't want to be involved in the conflict between these two people."

Harry's thoughts were similar to Ron's, which was different from many things before. There was a deep conflict between Sirius and Professor Highmore. If you really tell Professor Heimer what happened last night, you might be able to see with your own eyes what it means to be even more Slytherin than Slytherin.

"Have you thought about it?" Hermione looked at them and said, "Do you still remember the consequences of hiding Professor Heimer's knowledge before? Not once or twice, but many times, and every time it was terrible. I don't think the professor would Acting out of motivation. Don’t forget, he was the one who helped—helped that person escape guilt.”

She dared not say Sirius' name in public.

Ron opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Hermione's suggestion was very necessary. After all, there were many lessons learned from the past, which made them suffer a lot. They also finally learned a truth - never provoke the black devil, otherwise you will definitely regret it.

The two looked at Harry, silently waiting for him to make a decision.

Harry was silent for a while, then suddenly he put down the cup of pumpkin juice and said to them, "Come with me."

"Where are we going?" Ron ran after them with the pie, and Hermione followed them with her heavy backpack.

Harry quickly walked up the stairs, and found an empty classroom to sneak in. It seemed that there hadn't been a formal class in this place for a long time, and it was full of dust, but it was just a good time to discuss what happened next.

"Divination." After the two chased them in, Harry looked at them and said, "I will use the divination method taught to us by Professor Heimer. Everyone must try it."

"Only by us?" Ron was surprised: "This is not the same as guessing the taste of beans!"

"But we can only give it a try, right?" Harry said, taking out the recorder and playing it in Parseltongue, silently waiting for the result.

The devil emerged from the clarinet, and there were pained expressions on the three heads of the rune snake.

"It doesn't look like much." Hermione asked, "What's your question?"

Harry said with an ugly face, "It's what will happen if we don't tell Professor Highmore what happened last night."

There was silence in the room for a while.

Hermione said abruptly, "It's my turn."

She took out the blue bellflower flame bottle, snapped her fingers with a bang, and a flame rose in the bottle immediately, but it was very weak, and it seemed that it was about to go out.

"I'm asking about the consequences if nothing happens." Hermione frowned and said, "It seems that this method won't work either."

"It's my turn." Ron muttered and took out his sweater, looking reluctant.Everyone knows how difficult his "scepter" is, and it must be taught a lesson before it can be used.

The sweater immediately looked like someone was wearing it, and what happened next shocked the three of them - it lightly patted Ron on the shoulder, looking very pleased.

"It didn't criticize you anymore?" Hermione was shocked, "What questions did you ask?"

Ron looked at the sweater with confused eyes, and said, "It's the consequences of telling Professor Haimer—what is this? Could it be because Professor Haimer was mentioned that it became so cute?"

Harry wasn't going to kid himself anymore.

"It seems that we have to go to the professor." He said, "I hope Sirius is still safe and sound-I remember the professor reminded us not to tell the news that Sirius is alive, otherwise he will probably be killed by the time." It's dangerous."

The source of the danger was clear to all three—it could only be Gellert Grindelwald.

It was he who took advantage of Peter Pettigrew, causing Sirius to be imprisoned for many years.

Meanwhile, in the Ancient Magic Office.

"Remus?"

Toby looked at the visitor in surprise and asked, "Why did you come to me? It's Severus who doesn't plan to make you a potion of chamaejasma? Don't worry, I'll deduct his salary now!"

Lupine quickly grabbed Toby, and he asked suspiciously: "When did you have this kind of power? Is my salary the same?"

"There are bonuses." Toby blinked and said, "How about it, are you interested? Come and study ancient magic with me. It's much safer than going on an adventure together."

"Forget it." Lupine shook his head and said, "You don't understand at all that it's not that expedition that's dangerous, but you, Toby, as long as you're in a gang, nothing good will happen."

"What are you talking about?" Toby said impatiently, and Al also yelled: "Didn't you see that Al is still alive and well? It has been much longer than you have stayed with me."

"Actually, I have been doubting Al's identity." Lupine asked curiously: "What exactly is it? Is it really just a Niffler? I think if that's the case, then it will definitely not be able to survive. Until now.”

"Let's talk about the reason why you came to see me." Toby's ability to change the subject was not very good, and he was simply extremely stiff.

Lupine glanced at Al helplessly, and he could only say: "I tried the divination method you taught the students in class last night."

"Oh?" Toby asked with interest: "You said you didn't want to learn ancient magic? What did you do with divination? What was the result?"

"It's just a try." Lupine resisted Toby's offer, before he went on: "What else—didn't you tell me a fortune-telling once before? Said that on the full moon I would Encountering danger is also related to the curse received in this class."

"And then?" Toby asked strangely.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Lupine asked curiously, "Don't you want to know the reason at all? You haven't mentioned it much since the last training."

"Because I'm very busy." Toby said, "I'm so busy that I really can't spare any time. I didn't even sleep last night just to make a student feel bad after staying up late - this is terrible. It’s really hard, how could there be such a kind person, I want to dig out his brain and take a look.”

"Don't say these things in front of the principal." Lupine said expressionlessly: "As for the divination, it did have results - you must not have imagined what I saw - Sirius Black."

He stared straight at Toby and asked: "I saw Sirius Black, what do you think is the reason? Could it be related to his corpse? Should I not go to the celebration?"

Toby blinked.

Just for a while, there was a knocking sound outside the door.

"Professor?" Harry's voice sounded from behind the door: "I have something to tell you. Are you in the office?"