Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

277 first assessment

Following the previous flying duel, Snape was once again pissed off by Toby, and even his heart was stabbed several times, and he didn't come back for a whole day.

As for Toby, without a partner, he officially started the job assigned to him by Dumbledore - responsible for assessing the students' voting for the Teacher Commendation Conference.

It has only been a few days since the Hogwarts column was reported. Logically speaking, students should not have learned the magic in the magazine so quickly.

But don't forget that there are also special students who are exposed to these special courses from the beginning.

That's the students who teach the professors.

"Lavender Brown..."

Toby carefully looked at the girl standing behind the desk. She had a baby face and looked both nervous and excited. She couldn't help sneaking glances at the two skeletons behind Toby, one of which was headless.

"Is my assessment to divine the whereabouts of this skull's head?" she asked boldly.

"No." Toby said, shaking his head, his curls hanging in front of his eyes.

The skull head was still on Harry's necklace.In order to learn about Sirius, Toby didn't plan to retrieve it in advance, so that Harry could notify him in time when he met Sirius again.

Even if it wasn't Sirius, Regulus would have to find one of the two brothers.

Toby crossed his hands on his chin and leaned forward. He asked with interest: "I have read the article between you and Professor Trelawney. The title of that article is -"

""The Relationship between Ancient Magic and Divination"!" Lavender said with eyes shining.

"Yes, that's it." Toby nodded: "It also mentioned whether the Celestial Eye is a talent possessed by a small number of people, which is extremely inconsistent with Professor Trelawney's point of view. Ability that can be learned. So, can you tell me how she agreed to write this article?"

"Well, this is actually because it was not written by Professor Trelawney..." Lavender said awkwardly: "She...she didn't like it when I mentioned ancient magic and then... She made a mistake in the bean taste competition and accidentally lost to me. As a result, she refused to write a word. After that, she gave me all the work without making any demands. So that’s what I wrote.”

"So that's the case." Toby didn't show the anger Lavender expected at all, and he continued to ask: "Then have you found your Celestial Eye?"

"Not yet." Lavender was not depressed at all when he said this. Instead, he said enthusiastically: "But I still have the scepter. I feel that it is much more powerful than the Third Eye."

Lavender showed off a big hairpin with a bow in her hair, which is her magic circle item, and she also figured out its usage ritual in the previous ancient magic class - just curl her hair back and forth three times with her little finger That's it, it's very simple.

In contrast, Lavender's exam content was slightly more difficult - there were three glasses of lemonade on the table, and she had to successfully predict which glass Professor Highmore would drink next three times in a row.

"I've never done such a divination before." Lavender said in a panic.

"Don't worry." Toby waved his hand indifferently: "I will not intentionally interfere with your divination process."

"Are you still capable of doing this?" Lavender asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Of course." Toby turned the assessment into a class during the class, he said: "I have told you a long time ago that the divination of ritual magic will be affected by many factors. ability, it will lead to unquestionable failure—for example, me, or a powerful magician like Principal Dumbledore, will not be able to succeed. Even if you get a consistent result by luck, think If I succeeded, it could only be induced by a powerful wizard, so I will use beans to train you in the first class, after all, beans can't perform magic."

"Okay, let's start now. I won't deliberately mess with your divination during this process, just take a few sips of lemonade."

The result was a bit bad. Lavender only succeeded in predicting the order in which Toby drank water for the second time. She suspected that it had nothing to do with the divination and was just a guess.

"Can you try it again with Mr. Al?" Lavender asked cautiously: "Can you try it by divination the taste of the beans it eats?"

Toby glanced at Al, who was cleaning the Mason door out of boredom. He immediately turned his head and said he could give it a try.

This time, Lavender lost even the last remaining success.

"Go back and practice well, and come back when you're ready." Toby's tone was a little helpless, and he didn't expect that Lavender, who had experienced it himself, would not be able to pass the test.

Could it be that the exam questions he set were too difficult?

No, this should all be caused by Trelawney's irresponsibility, or her simply being unable to take responsibility.

It's too bad to lose to a student in the divination of the taste of beans.

"Please come in."

Toby leaned back in his chair and said that he had noticed that someone was waiting outside.

Harry walked in nervously, followed behind him by Hermione who braced himself up, and Neville, who was the most energetic of the three, completely unaffected by Lavender who had just left. influences.

"Which one of you will come first?"

Toby asked, looking at them.

Harry was terribly nervous, Hermione was still repeating the spell in his mind, Neville looked around, and he simply stepped forward and said, "I'll come first, Professor."

"Very good." Toby flipped through the magazines on the table, and finally stopped at one of the reports in the special column - "About Ancient Magic and Herbs - Is that really the real name of these herbs?" ".

To everyone's surprise, Neville was a student teaching Headmaster Sprout's class, and he wasn't even from Hufflepuff.

Toby later asked Dean Sprout about the reason. It was actually very simple. Neville showed an extraordinary talent in herbal medicine class. Dean Lauter selected.

That's right, at the teacher recognition ceremony, except for Toby, all other professors have the right to choose students. Trelawny was the same, but no one expected that the student she originally valued would fall into the embrace of ancient magic and constantly contradict herself.

"Let me think about it."

Toby tapped his fingers on the table, like an alarm clock urging him to death, which made Neville, who was already full of energy, become nervous.

"It's a pity that the plant Animagus is not here... That's great, Mr. Longbottom, do you see that special plant?"

Neville turned his head to look, and immediately found the strangely shaped Mason Gate. Plants that looked like doors were rare.

"Try to use the magic you have learned yourself, and judge when it will mature, can you?"

Neville didn't understand why Harry and Hermione would look at him sympathetically when they heard the content of the test.

He walked to Mason's door under Al's care, and as soon as he took out the memory ball, he noticed that Al was staring at him closely.

"Is there any problem?" he asked confused.

"Yeah!" Al bared his teeth and claws, and Neville actually understood - he couldn't use magic on the Mason door casually, but any behavior that might cause damage was prohibited.

"But how am I going to pass the exam?" He was completely dumbfounded.

Al sat on the small flying carpet and flew to the office desk, and took "The Quibbler" in a short time, pointed to the title of one of the pages above and clicked again.

Neville saw that it was his special lesson, and noticed Mr. Ayer's emphasis on the second half of the sentence - is that really the real name of these herbs?

Is this really my test?

Neville continued to be dumbfounded.

On the other side, Toby has set his sights on Harry and Hermione. One of them is taking classes with the principal, and the other is Dean McGonagall.

After scanning back and forth several times, Toby suddenly asked: "Miss Granger, have you learned the Animagus?"

"No... not yet, Professor." Hermione said in surprise: "That doesn't seem to be a magic that students can learn, right?"

"Tsk." Toby shook his head dissatisfied: "If you want me to say, this is completely a huge mistake of Hogwarts, the professors are too underestimated the potential of the students, wait until the day I become the headmaster - forget it , what was the content of the exam that you expected before?"

"It's also an Animagus." Hermione whispered, she felt that Professor Highmore could do such a thing, even the content taught in the usual class was more radical than other professors.If it were an exam instead, this kind of difficult magic would be the most likely.

Toby stared at Hermione speechlessly for a while, making her lower her head in embarrassment, her cheeks so red that Harry thought she was about to be cooked.

"What else?" Toby had to ask.

"And, um..." Hermione raised her head quietly, and a strange thought came to her mind - Professor Heimer didn't prepare anything, right?

"And then there are the devils that the underclassmen are exposed to and stuff like that."

She said matter-of-factly, "I guess you'd make me use something to transform into that—"

"Well..." Toby suddenly interrupted: "Can you turn into a devil through transformation? This is an interesting idea. But this kind of problem should be left for future research. I remember your pet name Crookshanks, is that a cat?”

Hermione nodded.

"Let's do this, take out your bottle of fire, wait until you turn it into Crookshanks, even if you pass the exam, and it's better to be more alive, don't be too rigid, you can't even move your eyes."

Hermione thought she might give it a try, she'd already learned how to turn a goblet into a crow, so it shouldn't be too difficult.

What she didn't notice at all was that Harry on the side was dumbfounded - Neville's exam was hard enough, but he didn't expect Hermione's exam content to be even more outrageous, which is really what third-year students should accept Exam?

"Mr. Potter."

"Professor." Harry replied immediately, not daring to be distracted.

He saw Professor Highmore carefully reading an article, judging from the number of pages, it happened to be the content of the course between him and Principal Dumbledore.

【About ancient magic and wizards—what impact and changes will it bring to wizards. 】

If the content inside was about the changes that ancient magic had on the entire magical world, it might be better. But unfortunately, basically all the content is targeted at individuals, and there is a feeling that ancient magic is written as black magic, which is dangerous and evil.

But not only these contents, there are also good aspects, such as magic circle items, which are good, and anti-monster glasses are also very popular in Europe.

Harry waited far longer than Hermione and Neville, and he didn't dare to be distracted, so he quietly watched the expression on Professor Highmore's face.

"Do you think ancient magic has changed you?" Toby asked suddenly, still staring at the magazine on the table without looking up.

"It seems... there are some." Harry said carefully, he could not ignore the role of the runes.

Toby nodded silently, looking at Harry very disturbed, wondering if Professor Highmore was satisfied with this answer.

After waiting for a while, Toby finally raised his head and said, "I remember you know Dobby, that house elf, who used to belong to the Malfoy family, but is now at Hogwarts."

Harry stood blankly - what did Professor Heimer want to test on him? Make Dobby evil too?

Fortunately, Toby didn't really make such an outrageous request. He continued: "Doby still has some old problems, and he can't get rid of the habit of punishing himself, even if it is completely unnecessary. I will give him Hand it over, you just try to change him, it's better to become more rational."

Hiss...can this work?

Just when Harry was doubting himself, Toby had already snapped his fingers, causing Dobby to jump out of the air immediately.

"Dear Professor Haimer." He said gratefully as soon as he came up, bending his body low: "Dobby, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"There are some. Maybe I need you to learn some magic or something." Toby glanced at Harry: "Just learn from him, the Boy Who Lived."

Harry blinked, and his eyes suddenly turned frightened—could Professor Highmore intend to teach Dobby the Devil?

Will this work?

Even if it is possible, is it really in compliance with the regulations?

One look at Harry's face and Toby knew what he was thinking.

"It's not that exaggerated." He waved his hand and said, "I don't want to be kicked out of Hogwarts right now. I just need to use the other magic you know. Think about it carefully. Do you still need me to remind you?"

Harry seemed to understand—reason, what is more rational than a magic circle?That can't be wrong at all, it must be endorsed.

"Professor." Harry suddenly said before he was about to try, "Actually, I am also preparing to pass another test."

"Oh?" Toby finally became more interested: "Which professor are you going to vote for?"

This is the same as the assessment, only the students who pass can vote for the professor.

"It's you, Professor." Harry said shyly, "It's the class between you and Cedric, and I've prepared that one in advance."

Toby lowered his head, flipped the pages of the magazine, and slowly landed on another page, the title on which read——

[On the connection between ancient magic and self-casting wands - a genius idea, and a genius Hufflepuff. 】

"Are you trying to make a self-casting wand?" Toby reminded, "It's very difficult."

"I understand, Professor." Harry carefully took out the clarinet from his pocket, which was also his magic circle item and scepter.

He carefully placed the recorder on the table, for fear of bumping it, and then said with some confusion: "But I seem to have succeeded partially. I know it is not a magic wand, but it can automatically cast magic——"

"Don't go on." Toby suddenly interrupted, he picked up the recorder and looked at it, then stared at Harry closely and said: "This test does not count as your passing, it has nothing to do with the automatic casting wand. But...it's time for you to move on to the next stage of coaching, Harry."

Harry looked at Professor Hemmer blankly.

Horcrux...is there finally any progress?