Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

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There are only two weeks left before the last link of the Triwizard Tournament.

I don't know when, Professor Heimer suddenly suspended Harry's individual tutoring on the grounds of preparing for the competition, which finally gave Harry time to prepare for this test.

In front of the fire in the common room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were discussing.

Ron stared at the fire and said, "So Professor Hemmer couldn't find out who the troublemaker was until the end, right?"

He was still thinking about the person who caused trouble for Harry and Cedric. If he hadn't thought of that person, there would not have been two warriors in Hogwarts, let alone Harry being involved in this matter.

"It's too late to say anything now." Hermione turned her head to Harry and asked, "What are you going to do? Although you haven't used the devil before, this is the last test."

Harry thought about it for a moment.

"Instinct." He raised his head and said, "The instinct that Professor Heimer talked about in class... I think my instinct is to fly."

"You can't compete with a broomstick," Hermione retorted, "It's too late to learn the summoning spell now."

"That's not what I meant." Harry acted as if he had made up his mind: "It's Ginny's jumping shoes. If we change that magic circle, it might really give me the ability to fly. Even Works just as well without a broom."

Ron became hesitant after hearing this decision.

"Your idea is good...but is this appropriate?"

All three of them know that Ginny likes Harry, especially during this semester, as long as she sees Harry, Ginny's behavior will become very bad-she seems to have accidentally knocked the plate off at home. The ability was also brought to school.

"So only you can help me, Ron."

Harry's request made Ron not come back to God for a while.

"I'm not going." Ron quickly shook his head and said, "If my mother finds out, she will think I'm bullying her."

"Why don't you even want to do this little favor." Hermione sarcastically said, "This is the only thing people who have learned how to be a devil? No wonder you summoned a spider."

"You—" Ron blushed angrily: "Can't I go?! Don't humiliate my devil—you can't either!"

He looked at Harry again and said, Harry quickly raised his hand to show that he had no idea at all.

But Harry still asked cautiously: "But have you tried to summon the devil recently?"

Ron turned his head suddenly: "Don't ask."

Hermione asked in shock: "You won't be summoned again after you learned it in Professor Haimer's office?"

"I told you not to ask!"

Ron left them an exasperated back, and Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, both of them were filled with unreasonable eyes.

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But no matter how angry the timid Ron was, he still didn't forget Harry's request, and found Ginny at breakfast the next day.

"Good morning." Ron greeted somewhat unnaturally.

Ginny glanced at him suspiciously: "Did you catch a cold last night and burn your brain out?"

"I'd rather be like this." Ron sat down, took a piece of pie from the nearest plate, and said while eating: "How are your jumping shoes doing?"

Ginny's jumping shoes were also stuffed into the wish box, but apart from the inventors, few people knew the specific sales of these things.

"This has nothing to do with you." Ginny's expression became more vigilant: "I'm going to use the money to open a clothing store, and I won't lend it to you no matter what."

When he heard "clothing store", Ron forgot all about Harry's instructions.

"What clothing store?" He asked with his eyes widened little by little: "Do you know how much it costs? You... how much do you earn? I won't become the poorest person in our family. Alright?"

"Isn't it always the case?" Ginny said puzzledly: "Fred and George are smarter than you, and they are also willing to give me some pocket money - except you. But my clothes are always yours. The next——"

"It's not that exaggerated." Ron retorted: "You can't wear boys' clothes. At most, the textbooks are left over from us, but am I the same?"

"Anyway, it was like this when I was a child." Ginny said nonchalantly, "But I won't need it in the future, and don't ask me how much money I made. At least Luna is willing to help me. She has a lot of gold and doesn't know what to do with it. .”

Ron clenched the knife in his hand: "Damn it!"

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After Ron sat back, Harry pretended not to notice, so as not to be seen by Ginny in the distance.

"How's it going?" He looked at the plate in front of him and asked anxiously: "Did you find out about the magic circle?"

"It really pissed me off." Ron's tone startled both Harry and Hermione: "Fred and George have their own joke supply store, Ginny is going to have her own clothing store, and she's Said that my mother agreed, but was unwilling to give me a % discount-I didn't even ask for free."

"Clothing store?" Hermione's eyes lit up: "You guys can eat first, and I'll go talk to Ginny."

Harry watched Hermione leave in a hurry, he opened his mouth wide and looked back at Ron: "What's the matter?"

"Who knows." Ron muttered dissatisfiedly: "I guess I went to ask for a discount—this is for you."

He suddenly passed a notebook to Harry, but before he opened it, the notebook opened automatically, and lines of writing appeared on it.

[Don't be too surprised, kid, but I heard that you want to fly using a magic circle, right? Can you take me with you? I haven't looked into spells in a while - not even magic circles. 】

Pandora?

Startled, Harry subconsciously closed the notebook and asked Ron what was going on with his eyes.

"In order to keep it secret." Ron explained: "Our magic circles need to be kept secret, so whether it's Luna's or Ginny's, they all handed over the magic circles they created to Pandora for safekeeping, lest Accidentally leaked out."

"This is a good method." Harry said worriedly: "But...Pandora? Are you sure it has to be Pandora?"

When the notebook could not be opened, Pandora's words simply appeared on the cover: [Harry, I can hear what you are saying. 】

"Sorry ma'am, I just..."

[Are you just worried that you will be injured while testing the spell? Don't worry, Toby has limited the scope to small explosions, so you won't be killed. 】

But that was enough to worry Harry.

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No way, although the follow-up is not ideal, but Harry can only practice the magic circle with the help of Ms. Pandora.

This matter is not that simple. It would be very troublesome to draw it out of thin air during the game, so they must make more preparations in advance.

"Just use this flute."

Harry took out the flute Hagrid had given him, which he had kept with him for many years, as a tool for summoning demons.

After making a decision, they first practiced and changed it on the parchment. This process was quite pleasant, after all, even if the parchment exploded, it wouldn't hurt Harry too much.

Practicing magic circles is already a very common thing in Hogwarts. Every year, new students are enrolled, and the occasional explosions in the corridors have never stopped.Even though they have learned ritual magic, due to safety considerations (explosion and turning into monsters), students still use magic circles in many cases.

Harry's practice didn't attract much attention because Cedric was doing the same thing. Especially Fleur and Krum, they have begun to take classes with the students of Hogwarts after realizing the importance of ancient magic classes.

Professor Haimer didn't have any objection to this. He didn't have such strict confidentiality requirements for his courses, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed so many people to draw "Ancient Magic", the well-known "book" in the wish box.

But apart from studying the magic circle normally, Harry still learned some other things from Pandora.

"You want to learn from the devil?"

Harry stopped collecting scraps of paper. He looked up in surprise and asked, "Is this... is this possible?"

"It's definitely not as simple as a wizard."

Here is an empty classroom, so Pandora used a more convenient way of speaking to communicate with Harry: "But Toby said that this is the only way for me to survive for a long time, and I think what he said is quite reasonable. Since I am It exists because of hatred and resentment, so naturally I can’t survive on love alone, but I have to maintain a balance. Otherwise, I have to find a way to find a second black feather.”

Harry had never been to Death Castle, but he had already heard from Ron how terrifying it was.And the existence of kerosene lamps is also very strange.

Even though the person hiding inside was Lily Evans, Harry still hoped that his mother could return to normal as soon as possible.

"Then you also have to take a special course?" Harry asked again, thinking at the same time that Professor Heimer would really have some free time after his own course was over.

"There is such a course, but..."

Pandora's tone gradually became uneasy: "But Toby said that he would not teach me personally, but would compile the contents into a booklet and let me figure it out myself."

"Although the excuse he used was that he didn't know how to teach a notebook, I always felt that wasn't the case. Toby seemed to be worried about something...very worried."

Harry thinks this is reasonable, he knows that Hai Erbo has been captured, but there is still no feasible way to deal with Hai Erbo.

Otherwise, Professor Haimo wouldn't have stopped notifying himself for such a long time.

This also includes James.

Harry knew that James would go to Professor Highmore every now and then, but he always missed.

Of course, this might be because Professor Highmore was busy with the last test, but James vaguely felt that Professor Highmore was deliberately avoiding him.

Harry didn't believe it, even now.

"The professor has so many things to be busy with... He must be preparing some plans again. Didn't he always want to be the principal of Hogwarts? Maybe he is busy with this."

Pandora was silent for a while, and then asked in a strange tone: "Have your expectations of Toby been lowered to this level? Has anyone told you that you have changed a lot?"

"Hermione is probably the oldest."

Once the conversation started, Harry couldn't help but talk about Hermione's lessons, including her fairy tales, and "The Tales of Granger," which he had always been thinking about.

After listening to Harry's narration, Pandora sighed exaggeratedly: "You are really good students of Toby."

Harry sighed: "I'll just take it as a compliment. Do we want to continue practicing now?"

"Of course." Pandora's interest immediately increased: "Let's guess what kind of explosion effect we will invent next time? How about fireworks?"

Harry paused as he took out the parchment.

"Okay." Pandora admitted, "There aren't many normal people around Toby—the talking notebook must be the same."

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Actually there are.

Just as the students at Hogwarts were looking forward to the final test and Harry actually making fireworks explode, an excited student came to the door of the Ancient Magic Office.

He knocked on the door.

The room was quiet for a while, and the student vaguely heard voices inside——

"Our annoying teaching assistant is here again? How can he be so annoying if I just fire him? Angela, get the disappearing cabinet ready."

"It's not him, Toby, it's the student."

The door was opened from the inside, revealing Draco's slightly dull face - what the hell did he just hear?

"It's the Malfoy boy."

This title was also very strange, so Draco pretended he didn't hear anything. He followed Angela to the desk, and his mind became nervous again.

"What's wrong?" Toby put his legs on the table and crossed them. He looked very comfortable and did not look like he was busy for the last test.

"Why did you come to me again? I remember you have already handed in your homework."

"It's instinct, professor." Draco said excitedly: "I finally found my instinct, I—— I like to lie, I like to pretend to be myself, and then I found out that there really is such a magic called Occlumency, So I tried it briefly, and now—”

"You don't talk yet."

Toby's expression suddenly became serious, and he leaned forward slightly.

"Look at me, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco met Toby's gaze hidden behind his hair, he panicked for a while, but soon calmed down, and his breathing became much more gentle.

After waiting in silence for a while, Draco heard a reassuring answer from Professor Highmore.

"You did it, it's Occlumency...it seems like you are born with the ability to be a spy."

Although Draco never thought about being a spy, he still asked excitedly; "Then the next club minister...I..."

For some reason, Draco suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart while looking at Professor Highmore.

He seemed to be rejected.

But this is impossible. Everyone knows that Professor Highmore will never break his promise.

"I see, Mr. Malfoy."

Toby stood up and patted Draco's shoulder hard, and then said in a tone that sounded weird to Draco: "You will become the next minister, if... you can understand me That’s what the look in his eyes meant just now.”

"You're doing well, Draco, congratulations on finding your instinct."