Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Toby is no stranger to wizarding wars. Although he left England very early, Voldemort had long since stopped restraining himself. At the same time, he also made it clear to everyone that Hogwarts became the most powerful place in the wizarding world at that time. One of the safe places.

"It's war again." Grindelwald said contemptuously: "Do you just keep repeating these few words? But why do you ask others not to do what you once agreed to? You really have this qualification What, Albus?"

It seemed that everything in the report was true. Reading the article was far less shocking than seeing it with his own eyes. Al couldn't help but look at them with wide eyes.

Toby stared silently at the access book in his hand, he didn't say a word, as if he was distracted.

"You know the reason better than anyone else." Dumbledore said in a serious tone: "The tragedy made me wake up, but it made you sink deeper and deeper... You have not changed from the beginning. It happened, and I no longer expect this to happen... You really disappoint me, Gellert."

Grindelwald pursed his lips tightly. These words seemed to bring him great harm, even decades of imprisonment could not compare with it.

But when he spoke, his tone was extremely calm, so calm that even the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a few points.

"Then let your students do the evaluation."

Grindelwald said: "But before that, I think he needs to know the whole truth, which also includes the truth that you have been guessing but refused to tell him."

Toby tightened his eyes, and he immediately looked at Dumbledore, asking with his eyes how much he was hiding from him.

"Didn't you say that you have owned the Book of Access for a longer time?" Grindelwald added: "After all these years, don't you realize it at all? Don't you know... pure-blood supremacy? What is the origin of ? And wizard supremacy, do you really think these are all wrong? All without reason? "

"Stop pretending to be stupid. Since you don't want to say it, let me tell your students -"

"[Law of Conservation of Magic], this is the source of everything."

"Conservation of magic..." Toby frowned and repeated these words in a low voice.

"That's it." Grindelwald continued: "I think there should be a wizard who discovered this, such as Salazar Slytherin, so he became so reckless later, even at the risk of fighting with Hogwarts. The other three founders broke up. Because he knew very well what would happen next - as time went by, and as more and more magical creations became available, and affected by these things, the number of wizards would only increase. few."

"Because magic is conserved, otherwise why the number of wizards in the entire magic world has not changed much after so many years. Is this really a coincidence?"

"I think some people don't think so, and they're already doing it—the hunt for giants, and the goblin wars, and they're magical creatures too, but because they're alive, there are fewer wizards. Whenever Someone sees something like this, and the same thing will happen again, and it will never end."

"This is magic, but also a curse, a curse that no one can avoid."

"Do you want me to continue talking?"

Dumbledore closed his eyes in pain, knowing that there was nothing he could do to stop Toby from continuing to listen.

Ever since the word "Law of Conservation of Magic" appeared, Toby's gaze has never left Grindelwald.

He continued to say in a bewitching tone: "Looking back to the inside of the wizard, it is not a piece of iron. Salazar Slytherin, look what he has chosen? Let the more valuable pure-blood wizards live, Muggle-born people do not deserve to live. He has a stubborn prejudice against blood, but now it seems that he is not completely wrong. This is a way to allow more trustworthy blood to continue. Because, sooner or later, there will be One day, someone among the Muggle-borns will realize that there are not many wizards worth living, and that they who are in a disadvantaged situation may die at any time, in order to provide pure-blood wizards with a better life. Make room for the birth of a baby.”

"It's not even that it hasn't happened."

Grindelwald stared into Toby's eyes, and he spoke faster: "You have noticed it, right? Ritual magic and magic circle. Why are these two such different types of magic born? One is more biased Traditional, while the other is full of logic, which is something wizards are not good at."

"Because it was created by Muggle-borns." Toby murmured in a dazed tone: "Wands... At a certain period, Muggle-borns have begun to distrust wands. They must Have your own power, only in this way can you... resist the persecution of pure-blood wizards."

Grindelwald looked at Toby contentedly, and then turned his attention to the pale Dumbledore.

"Do you have anything to refute?" he asked.

Dumbledore seemed to have aged countless times in an instant, and he heard Toby talking to himself non-stop, carefully analyzing all the gains he got at Hogwarts——

"House is right. Mars means war. He has known the law of conservation of magic for a long time, so he foresaw the emergence of wizard supremacy in advance, as well as the war that is bound to come - between wizards and other magical creatures. War. His guess was absolutely correct... the centaurs, yes, and the centaurs. They also followed House's instructions to actively avoid conflicts with wizards. Maybe even House That’s why he chose not to become the fifth founder of Hogwarts, because that would intensify the conflict between him and Slytherin and lead to the emergence of pure-blood supremacy in advance..."

"Toby..." Dumbledore said weakly, trying to communicate with Toby.

But Toby suddenly raised his head, stared at Dumbledore, gritted his teeth and said: "The city under Loch Ness, all the people living there are Muggles. They are trapped there as a last resort. , because the Pen of Acceptance will record their names when they are born, allowing them to be targeted by pure-blood wizards. There must... there must be more reliable and trustworthy Muggle-born people. Save them. Maybe the bone age algae also appeared in this way, so that they can accurately distinguish each other and not be fooled by pure-blood liars."

"Do you know these things? Do you also guess these covered histories, Dumbledore?"

Toby has already begun to change his address.

With sadness in Dumbledore's eyes, Grindelwald shook his head slightly, and he said: "It's time for you to know the truth, if you don't mind, maybe I should let you see, in the month of many years ago Round Night, what exactly did I see that made me decide to leave Nurmengard."

He took out a skull pipe from his small pocket. Dumbledore raised his wand almost at the same time, but the next second, Toby took the initiative to stand up.

"Don't really make this irreparable."

He warned, holding the black walnut wand firmly in his hand and pointing it at Dumbledore without hesitation.

"You know me. I can't deceive myself. This is what black walnut brings to me... It's no longer a power, it's a complete curse."

Dumbledore's face froze.

Just as he hesitated for a while, Grindelwald had already brought the skull smoking bottle to his mouth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke creates an image—in which a man is bound, and standing before him is another wizard, holding an ornate scepter in his hand—that is similar to Toby's quest in the temple. The scepter is exactly the same.

Toby saw the wizard raise his staff, aiming at the bound and bruised man.

He was hit by the spell, and his body began to change slowly, melting like wax water, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a cloud of pitch-black smoke and became a human figure. The wizard holding the scepter stopped it, and then a group of animals formed by black smoke rushed in, forcibly controlling the humanoid devil, making him unable to move.

That's all there is in the picture.

"This is not a prophecy, but past history. This should be beyond your expectation, Dumbledore, do you see clearly?"

Grindelwald raised his voice and said: "Have you seen the crimes committed by those pure-blood wizards? They are turning Muggle-borns into devils. You should be very familiar with this, Toby, you are very aware of these special What tortures the devil will suffer, it will never end."

"This is the real war that can never be avoided - this is the war between wizards and wizards. In comparison, goblins and giants are nothing. They have been maintained in a relatively safe place. within the quantity range.”

“But then the Statute of Secrecy came along.”

Under Toby's rapidly flashing eyes, Grindelwald continued: "I believe that the Statute of Secrecy is definitely a law jointly created by wizards who know the truth. They know the existence of the law of conservation of magic and are also very aware of the power of wizards. Those who are trapped cannot really fight against the growing number of Muggles. That’s why they use such harsh methods when implementing it, and no one can disobey it.”

"But I think they seem to have overlooked one extremely critical thing - that is, in order to protect wizards from being troubled by Muggles, they must use a large number of protection spells, which further reduces the magic level of the entire wizarding world."

"Ancient magic also began to decline after the "Secrecy Act" was actually implemented."

"Since you already know the existence of the law of conservation of magic, you should also understand that it is extremely difficult to cast powerful ancient magic when the magic power is reduced. This has led to the severance of the inheritance of ancient magic, and no one will Use them again. And, that's why I value you."

At this moment, Grindelwald confided his heart very frankly, showing his trust in Toby.

"Because only you will study ancient magic so persistently and try to find them. What you did is right. As the level of magic gradually decreases, the power of wizards has long been not as good as before. Only Those ancient creations still possess powerful power, and even if they suffer some losses, they are far more powerful than the current wizards."

"Whoever masters them will hold the key to the next war."

"So, now you think what I did was wrong, Toby?"

Grindelwald turned his back slowly, he no longer cared that someone would attack him, and walked up to the skull with the missing head, and turned his gaze to another intact skeleton.

He spoke slowly, no longer as fast as before, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"Wizard supremacy is the perfect solution to all problems. The Statute of Secrecy continues to reduce the level of magic. That must be broken, and we must successfully control Muggles before they have the power to more easily cause disaster. Otherwise, one day, wizards will not be able to cast even a simple unmarkable spell."

"There is also the blood of wizards. I believe this should be your most concerned issue, Toby. Compared with pure blood supremacy, wizard supremacy does not care about the difference of blood at all. On the contrary, I will try to let me The students of our school found the babies of Muggle-borns in the first place and protected them. Every wizard is extremely precious, and no one can give them up."

He turned back and looked at Toby again.

"You have been looking for these skeletons, right? Is it because you also foresee something, and the influence on you has not been completely eliminated? And Al, your lovely assistant, it is not without reason. It showed up, didn’t it?”

"Now, Toby, I'm right, and you're right. It's time to pursue the truly great ideals that only we can achieve, and nobody else can."

"It's time to make your choice. Do you want to fight me against the person who lied to you, or do you decide to go to the Ministry of Magic with me and take the last skeleton?"

The room suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Al lay nervously on Toby's shoulder. He tried to grab Toby's hair several times, but every time he extended his claws, he would retract them in fear.

Dumbledore said heavily, "I shouldn't have given you the chance to meet."

"You're right." Toby finally spoke, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, and then looked sideways at Grindelwald.

"But there is one thing you all guessed wrong. There is absolutely no need for me to find the third skeleton."

He restrained all his expressions, and pointed his wand at Dumbledore, and Al also pointed at Grindelwald with the wand that originally belonged to "Lupine".

At this time, Toby looked extremely calm, even more terrifying and frightening than Grindelwald just now.

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"There are three people in the house now, and that's enough."

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Earlier tonight, when it was dark.

Hunger and cold tormented Sirius. He hadn't eaten a normal meal for many days, and had to find food in the garbage, or eat dead mice.

He couldn't stop for a moment, someone was looking for him, and more than one group.

Other than Regulus, the other party might have belonged to Dumbledore, but Sirius couldn't believe it now, not any stranger.

Sirius knew very well that he had to find a safe place before the night fell, otherwise the remaining physical strength would not be able to last for too long, and any magic might cause him to expose his position.

He already wanted where to go.

This is a simple street, and the people living here are all poor people.

The big black dog forced himself through the shabby door and came to a familiar house.

This was the house that belonged to Lupin, and Sirius would have taken the risk anyway if he hadn't seen the news that he was working at Hogwarts.

But it was different now. The most important thing was that the grudge against Lupine in his heart had completely disappeared - the person who betrayed the Potters was not the werewolf Lupine, but Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius must live to see Peter punished.

With an unpleasant creaking sound, the door of the house was slowly pushed open.

As Sirius expected, there was no one here, and Lupine should be enjoying a delicious dinner at Hogwarts at this time.

The big black dog returned to his human form, and Sirius rushed to the kitchen almost instantly. No one had ever seen him in such embarrassment. But compared with filling one's stomach, demeanor has long since become a buried memory, and is rarely even dreamed about in one's sleep.

Just as Sirius was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he suddenly heard a commotion from upstairs.

This made him extremely vigilant. He grabbed the even dirtier wand with his muddy hand, and bit into a piece of bread that was about to expire. It didn't taste very good, but he still devoured it. At the same time, Walking up the stairs step by step.

There is only one bedroom on the second floor.

Standing in front of the door, Sirius listened carefully for a while, he was sure that the sound came from this room.

Wish it was just rats, so he could have a snack tonight.

The door was opened cautiously, and as soon as Sirius emerged, he saw the person tied to the bed, his mouth gagged.

"How will you be here?"

Sirius stared suspiciously at the restrained Lupine, and he directed his wand to throw the cloth strip out of Lupine's mouth.

As soon as he could speak, Lupine said weakly: "Hurry up and inform Dumbledore so that he can stop Toby as soon as possible!"

"What are you talking about?" Sirius said in disgust, "Hammer trapped you here?"

"It wasn't him," Lupine said in an increasingly anxious tone, "it was your brother, Regulus. I didn't expect him to be alive. He kept me under control and kept me from starving to death. But, after I became He won't show up when he's gone, he's been hiding away for a long time, but pain can make people recover their lost memories."

"I remembered part of it."

"Toby Highmore, he deceived me when we were exploring the snowy mountains. When I transformed into a werewolf, he forcibly took away my memory and sealed it in ice that will never melt. This was something he had long ago The trap is set.”

Looking at Sirius who still couldn't understand the situation, Lupine shouted with all his strength: "Don't worry about it, you just need to tell Dumbledore that Toby's memory is complete and there is nothing missing!"

"Go quickly! He remembers everything! It's too late!"