Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Under the gray sky is a fog that will never dissipate, without a ray of sunlight.

The appearance of a castle is vaguely revealed in the distance, square and square, it also looks like a prison.

There was a sound of footsteps gradually coming from the secluded path ahead, and the oil lamp hanging in mid-air was carried by an invisible figure.

Ron was beginning to regret his talkativeness.

"Is it too late for me to regret it now?" he whispered timidly. "I want to go home, even if I drink Goldigan tea all day."

Al, who was sitting on the small flying carpet, floated over. He handed Ron a pair of anti-monster glasses, grinned and said to him: [How can that be done? Don't forget that you wanted Toby to teach you about devils last semester. Although there are no devils here, there are ghosts. Take advantage of this opportunity. Whether you can surpass Harry and Hermione depends on this time. 】

Ron stepped back slowly and said, "I suddenly feel that it's normal to be inferior to them—I don't really need to be an archaeologist no matter what, please let me go, Mr. Al."

Ginny on the side looked at Ron disdainfully, and then hugged Luna's arm tighter to prevent others from seeing that she was also trembling.

Pandora's Notebook, held in Luna's arms, asked with interest: "Is this the Ghost Castle? Is this where the black feather comes from?"

"That's right." Angela, who was standing next to the two little girls, said, "Toby has carefully considered your opinion, and finally decided that I will bring you here."

[Don't listen to her! 】

At this time, Al suddenly interrupted: [This time I will lead the team, don't mess around for a while.As long as you all do what I tell you, you won't encounter any problems, do you understand? 】

Ron nodded with a grimace, and Luna did the same with Ginny's help—she looked at the oil lamp in a daze, and couldn't listen to anything at all.

Angela looked a little unhappy, but Al didn't care about it, and explained concisely: [Toby didn't have time to come, so I was specially sent to monitor Angela.Just do what I say and she will be in no danger, nor will you, and you will get through it all safe and sound.It's like the horror tour of the hotel in Diagon Alley, the vampire's castle, and the zombie trail, but only if you do what I say. 】

It emphatically repeats the last sentence again.

Ron vaguely saw the shadow of Professor Highmore in Mr. Al, which made him feel more at ease.

Not long after Al finished speaking, the transparent castle steward also arrived.

What it did was nothing like last time, and it didn't seem to have a very good memory. Even if Al, who had obviously caused trouble, appeared in front of it, it didn't recognize it. It just confirmed the number of visitors, and then said that paragraph again. Unexplained grunts.

Afterwards, the oil lamp turned around and gradually drifted towards the castle.

The group of people also set off. Ron stared at the five footprints that appeared on the ground, praying in his heart that it would not be a spider, which would kill him.

The castle is getting closer.

The butler pushed open the oak door that was more than ten feet high, and came to the deep hall inside. It was still empty, and the firelight on the surrounding walls could not illuminate such a long distance, leaving the center in darkness.

Led by Al, they came to the only table in the hall.

The housekeeper began to flip through the thick books on the table, opening them page by page.

During this process, Al stared at every page of paper almost blatantly.

After the butler turned to the last blank page, it started to make that grunt sound again, as if it had already decided where to live for several people.

But at this moment, Al waved to them and quickly led them out of the castle, running all the way to the outside of the woods before stopping.

Ron was holding his legs and panting. He looked at Mr. Al in confusion.

Al was asking Angela: [Did you see it? 】

"No." Angela frowned and shook her head and said, "The papers I saw were all blank. Toby was right. Only the guests standing at the front can see the ledger clearly - I will replace it next."

Al nodded, and then turned back to explain to several people: [We will repeat this process in a while, as long as you don't really live in it, there will be no danger, but you may need to stand at the front.When the time comes, remember to read the ledger clearly, write it down as much as possible, and then describe to me what you saw. 】

"But..." Ginny gasped and asked, "What are we looking for?"

"A name." Angela said seriously: "Helbo, what we need to find is his name."

Things went round and round and back to their original direction.

Angela has been struggling to find her true identity.Before that, she regarded herself as the fairy of the lake who framed Merlin and got Merlin's wand, also known as the witch of the lake.

Because magical talents like hers are not common, she can even communicate with Al, and can detect the strangeness of the Mason Gate in a very simple way.

Now, through Haierbo's abnormal attitude towards her, Angela guessed that she might be Lily Evans.

But she found that Toby was not that enthusiastic about this matter. Although Toby also planned to help herself through the Goblet of Fire, as long as everything went well, it would have to wait until the end of the semester competition. It is the restriction that Toby specifically said.

But Angela couldn't wait that long.

Just in time, Pandora wrote to Toby again and wanted to know the secret of the black feather, so Toby simply sent Al over to see if they could really find something.

As for Toby himself, the reason why he didn't come with him was because the goblins of Gringotts finally had an answer.

Unexpectedly, the goblins agreed to Toby's request and were willing to let him visit the vault of the Lestrange family.

Moreover, the goblins are also very vague about whether they can take away the treasure inside.

"—hope no sirens will be heard, and nothing will be discovered missing."

After passing through the Anti-thief Waterfall and the blind dragon, the goblin Griphook brought Toby to the deepest vault in the ground.

He said: "You should know the rules. This matter will not exist, and you don't want anyone to find out - so you only have five minutes, as soon as possible. I hope you can tell us the answer and the law of conservation of magic when you come out. Regarding the answers, the higher-ups value your opinions."

Toby watched Griphook press his hand on the wooden door, and then the door disappeared.

"Can I know why you agreed?" Toby asked abruptly.

"Because like I said, the goblins at the top attach great importance to your opinions. And -" At this point, Griphook suddenly became expressionless: "They also think that when you throw out the bait, it has already been done. No goblin would want to make an enemy of an ace cursebreaker - and Gringotts in the UK is no exception."

"It's a rare sincerity," Toby praised.

Griphook left without looking back. He guarded the entrance of the passage not far away to prevent anyone from seeing this scene.

Toby goes into the Lestrange family vault, and they do have a lot of money - the hole is stuffed from floor to ceiling with gold coins and goblets, silver armor, spines or wings Pelts of various exotic animals, potions in vases, and a skull still wearing a crown.

He stood at the only remaining foothold and looked around. Being familiar with the abilities of fairies, he had no intention of touching anything rashly. Instead, he first took out an object from the pocket of the witch robe.

It's Salazar Slytherin's locket.

【Open. 】

Toby let out a cold hiss.

The locket opened in response, revealing a pair of evil eyes from the small window, and then restrained the evil eyes after seeing that the person in front of him was Toby.

Both the magic ball and the scepter belong to a higher level of Horcrux usage, which endows Toby with a unique coercion, which is why he has never been captured by Riddle's diary, and the reason why he can control the locket .

Under Toby's control, the locket began to scan all the treasures in the vault one by one. If Voldemort's Horcrux was hidden here, I believe there must be a connection between them.

Finally, the locket's eyes fixed on an object in the shape of a wine glass.

Toby closed the locket again, and one of his palms turned into pitch-black smoke. He stretched to take the golden cup, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

In the process, any spells used to ward off the invaders failed, and they were all subdued by the devil.

"If Gryffindor's sword had not been succeeded by the mysterious man, then this one should be the golden cup that belongs to Hufflepuff - I didn't expect that he would be so obsessed with Hogwarts."

Toby slowly put the gold cup away in a silver box, his eyes narrowed calmly.

"In this way, if Halbo still wants to become the master of death through the old method, then his only remaining target should be Voldemort's soul..."

Tom Riddle's diary has disappeared with the destruction of the last Mason door. In addition, the only other Horcruxes that Toby knew were Ravenclaw's diadem, the Resurrection Stone, Slytherin's locket, and the Hufflepuff's golden cup that he had just acquired.

Moreover, from the surface, the gold cup is similar to the crown, and has not been given a more terrifying curse, or maybe it is just that Voldemort can't do it.

Similar to the resurrection stone, neither Toby nor Dumbledore have used the resurrection stone, nor have they fallen into any traps.

If Herbo returns, then he will be looking for either Toby or Dumbledore - the two people who are destined to be his enemies.

But before that, Toby had to find a way to find Voldemort's hiding place and not leave any loopholes for Haierbo.

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When Toby walked out of the vault, Griphook checked it as usual—he found nothing missing, and all the treasures were in their original places.

As for whether there are fakes in it, this is not something he wants to pay attention to too much.

"It's time to close our deal."

While walking out of the tunnel, Griphook asked, "What else do you know about the law of conservation of magic?"

Toby replied slowly: "I suggest you read that report more, that's all I know."

Griphook's expression immediately became gloomy: "We have shown our sincerity, don't make it difficult for me, Toby."

"I'm telling the truth." Toby said sincerely, but the magic ball floating beside him looked like a threat: "Archaeology has never been a simple matter, and I'm also trying to find a way to study it. We will notify you as soon as we find something new.”

"You are crossing rivers and tearing down bridges!" Griphook accused angrily.

Toby stopped to look at him, at first a dead goblin.

"You're right about one thing."

He said in a low voice: "I did hesitate whether to sneak in, but in fact, I later gave up on this decision-again because of that report. Soon I won't have to sneak in, I can just walk in .”

"You want to know the result, right? I can tell you clearly now - when the "Secrecy Act" was implemented, you had to give up the property you had worked hard to manage in the Muggle world."

"This time, you will only have to give up more. Whether it is to avoid the impact of the law of conservation and have to destroy the treasures in the time-honored treasure house - or it is simply malicious intent against you."

"I have read the history of the Goblin War. Although you failed, you still controlled the wizard's gold, and you controlled it for so many years at once - but have you ever thought that this time, under the influence of the law of conservation of magic? , Wizards will not turn a blind eye to any magical creature, and the first thing to deal with before starting internal strife is you non-wizard creatures."

"Griphook, you have no friends, not a single one."

The anger in Griphook's eyes gradually turned to fear, and all the worst guesses were confirmed in Toby's mouth.

"Don't look at me."

Toby smiled again and said, "I don't know how to help you either. After all, business is just business. I have seen through your nature early on. Don't try to make friends with any goblins."

"And I don't have the time to care about you. Once the goblins' problem is solved, it will probably be my compatriots' turn."

"Muggle-borns, that's a problem too."

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Ghost castle.

A group of people ran out of the gate without looking back, and Ron yelled the loudest. He ran out of the woods almost howling, and his tone rose every time the trees that seemed to be alive stretched out a branch. Several heights.

When he could no longer run, his voice became hoarse.

Al floated over with a look of contempt, Ginny covered her face in shame, Luna couldn't straighten up with joy, and even the cover of Pandora trembled.

As long as Angela could suppress the corners of her lips, she asked in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Relax, Ron, this is the last time, tell me, whose name did you see just now?"

Ron was just frightened. He thought that maybe if he moved back in the order, it would not be his turn, but he didn't expect that Helbo's name was never found.

Instead, it was another person's name that particularly impressed him.

"Tom Riddle."

Ron said hoarsely: "I just saw the name of the mysterious person..."

"Is he also hiding in the castle?"