Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

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James was even more nervous than Harry.

He looked back and forth warily, quietly held one of Harry's hands and stepped back, giving more space to the two of them.

"If they make a fuss later, run home and call mom out quickly, got it?" James reminded Harry in a low voice.

Harry nodded nervously.

"What about you?" he asked softly.

"Of course I'm going to start the magic car." James whispered, "Otherwise, how could we carry the three of us with just two brooms—by the way, there's Angela, too, and we'll have to call her away too." OK, otherwise they won't stop."

"You want to take us to escape together?" Harry asked with wide eyes.

"Who do you think I am?" James stared at Harry with wide eyes and said, "Grindelwald, You-Know-Who, or Halberd? I am James Potter, at best a prong-you Do you think I can compare to the Black Devil or the White Devil?"

They didn't notice that each other's voices were getting louder.

Toby's cheeks continued to twitch and he turned his head sharply, startling Harry and James.

"I have the car keys, and none of you can escape tonight!"

"We just don't intend to trouble you."

James looked at the expression on Toby's face after saying this, and he himself noticed something was wrong - if it wasn't for Lily, there would be no such dinner today.

Sirius and Lupine, who were originally going to be invited first, had to be left behind.

Dumbledore had already walked over, his blue eyes staring at the few people on the lawn, and then looking at the house not far away.

"Everything is still the same." Dumbledore sincerely wished Harry: "Congratulations, child, you have waited until this day."

"Thank you, sir." Harry said honestly, his eyes continued to glance at Professor Highmore who was aside.

Toby curled his lips, knowing that Dumbledore was hinting at Angela again.

"Harry is waiting, but you..."

Before Toby finished his sarcasm, James yelled loudly: "Mr. Minister, come and see our yard. Lily made it carefully, and Harry and I also helped a lot. Look at it." These pretty flowers—”

Dumbledore glanced back at Toby, but no one could see the meaning in his eyes.

"We'll have plenty of time to visit in the future."

Dumbledore turned his head and said gently to James, "Let me and your other guest take a good look at your house first. It would be best if we could have a convenient place to talk."

It seemed that Dumbledore did not intend to leave those pressing issues to the dinner party.

James blinked, he wanted to ask Toby's opinion.

"I'm fine." Toby said nonchalantly.

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"This is Harry's bedroom. If you don't mind, let's talk here - I'll go down first to see how they are preparing, and I'll call you later."

James quickly closed the bedroom door from the outside. When he led the two of them up the stairs, they were all frightened - afraid that Angela would suddenly pop out and ignite the war.

Fortunately, Lily and he had a good understanding, and took Angela to the kitchen very actively, and closed the door so that no one could see.

As for Harry - since the bedroom was occupied, he didn't dare to make any objections, at worst he would just sleep on the sofa at night.

After the bedroom door was closed, Dumbledore walked under Harry's bedside table, and he picked up a brand new family portrait on the bedside table: in the photo, the Potter family of three smiled at the camera, and behind them they rebuilt one's house.

This photo should not have been taken for a long time, and it may even have been taken this morning.

In addition, there is a poster of players from the Chadli Cannons era hanging on the wall opposite the bed, with all the players lined up to cover the entire wall.

Harry still misses that time.

There were also many medals and other things neatly placed in the room, including books for Harry to study and a lot of newly bought clothes.

Toby wandered around the room and said: "This is the benefit of having his biological parents still alive. At least Harry can have a decent bedroom. It's not like when I was a child, I could only go back to the orphanage that I didn't like." , there’s nothing remotely related to magic there, it’s simply boring.”

Dumbledore put the photo frame back to its original position, and he said calmly: "I remember that you only went back for a vacation. When you were in the second grade, you already figured out a way to get out of there. Although the means are not special Glorious, but I still have to say that you are much happier than the old Harry."

"Think of it as an early internship." Toby stopped in front of the poster on the wall. He stared at the picture of several people holding the Quidditch World Cup championship trophy in the poster.

"Those experiences were very helpful to my later archeology, and always allowed me to find the right place to inquire about the news at the first time-those poor people know everything, but they just don't know how to live a good life. Earn a little gold to get by and look forward to a good drink in the evening."

"This way of life is indeed not worth advocating." Dumbledore concluded.

After that, there was an eerie silence in the bedroom.

Toby stared at these posters for a while, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in his mind - as the former owner of the Chudley Cannons, should he also have to print a poster of his own?

At that time, you may be able to hold a copy of "Ancient Magic" in your hand for promotion...but if you really do this, Al's poster may be more popular.

It doesn't make much difference anyway, or it's In-Air's.

After silently making a decision, Toby turned around suddenly, and he saw Dumbledore staring at him at the same time.

"Where is Grindelwald hiding?" Toby asked, "Has the Ministry of Magic found him?"

"He has never hidden." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Since the end of the Triwizard Tournament, he has swaggered back to the school with the Durmstrang students. He knows very well that those students are His hostage, we can't do anything to him in the UK, otherwise the International Federation of Wizards will not let us go."

"But aren't you the president?" Toby remembered that Dumbledore had such a title.

Dumbledore explained patiently: "The International Federation of Wizards exists because of the Ministry of Magic organizations in various countries. It represents a common will and cannot really be allowed to be controlled by one person without authorization. In other words, at most It’s a trivial honor and no real power.”

Toby understood.

"Then it seems that it won't be long before the Ministry of Magic in Germany falls." He guessed.

"This matter is not as simple as you think." Dumbledore analyzed calmly: "Grindelwald does not need to take the initiative to provoke a war. He knows who is more urgent than himself to solve the problem-Helpo needs With a body more suitable than the plant Animagus, Voldemort would not be able to obey the orders of such a person forever. I think he should have guessed how Herbo used him - Grindelwald just needs to wait. "

Toby let out a deep breath.

"So, before we find where Helbo is hiding, we are completely passive - not to mention that he can't be found so easily. Since he knows about Dria Island and the Castle of Death, he is very likely to know more about it. There are so many places we haven’t been to yet.”

"Also, I don't know if you have noticed this - Haierbo can actually choose to wait - as long as he waits until the day when our conflicts break out, he can easily defeat all of us."

"At that time, I don't think that Merlin will be so lucky to have the necessary conditions to refuse a successor. He will be replaced by a mysterious person, or someone else--in this way, Haierbo has achieved his most important goal. The purpose of this is to turn the god of death into his Horcrux, and he will also get real eternal life."

"That doesn't sound very good."

When Toby said this, his eyes were fixed on Dumbledore, and Dumbledore did not easily look away.

"Minister, you should be very clear that it is impossible for me to teach Angela to you. Magic cannot bring people back from the dead, and I am not willing to take this risk anyway."

"Toby, although I still feel a little heartbroken and guilty after hearing this, I can fully understand your thoughts. After all, you are also a person with feelings."

"This is all your fault."

"No need to be sarcastic, it's too late to say anything now. I ignored your true feelings, which is my fault. I think this is mainly because I forgot that I was so stubborn when I was in school, until the threesome. The duel awakened me - but you have never had this experience - "

"Look, look. Class starts again."

"Listen to me, Toby. You and I are very clear about where the biggest conflict between us is. The reason why I am willing to come to this dinner this time is not because of a duel. In fact, I feel like I've pretty much figured it out. I can't ignore my feelings, but I shouldn't ignore Angela's—I know you prefer to call her that. So, do you want to talk about it?"

Toby stood motionless, and asked cautiously, "Where do we start?"

Dumbledore smiled slowly.

"It's better to start with the Order of the Phoenix."

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When James saw Toby and Dumbledore walking out calmly, he thought he had made a mistake.

Sure enough, the White Demon King was still the nemesis of the Black Devil, so he couldn't make any movement.

"I might have to take the first step."

Dumbledore walked up to James and said, "Don't pretend to keep me, tell Lily for me, we will definitely have more chances to have dinner together in the future—it's a pity that it won't be today."

James put down his arms in embarrassment. He originally wanted to be polite, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to be so direct.

After Dumbledore left, Lily, who was holding the magic cat, happened to poke her head out of the kitchen, and through the open door, she could see Angela looking at the boiling soup in the pot with a sad face—that became Like lava, it turned into a small volcano and scattered sparks everywhere.

"Dumbledore left so soon?" She looked at Toby and asked curiously: "What did you talk about?"

Toby looked like he was frowning and thinking, and Al and Harry, who were playing wizard chess in the living room, also looked towards him.

"We are talking about who the owner of this place is, how could he bear to let the guests wait for so long without being able to fill their stomachs, or even get a glass of lemonade-"

"Here you go!" James quickly opened the refrigerator and took out a big glass bottle and said, "I'll give it to you now. Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"You guys prepare dinner first." Toby didn't intend to speak immediately, he took a few sips from the bottle and said, "I have to keep thinking about it."

No one could make Toby speak at this time, even Lily didn't continue to try. She knew very well that once Toby said that, it was really because he had encountered a problem that was difficult to solve.

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The well-prepared dinner was spent in silence. Several people at the table noticed that Toby didn't even move the knife a few times, and he didn't even have the mind to eat.

Fortunately, there is the little assistant Al, who cuts a piece of steak and stuffs another piece into Toby's mouth, and then Angela presses Toby's head up and down to chew the food Swallow it again.

James was stunned by this scene.

He asked Lily in a low voice: "Was... Toby also exaggerated like this when he was in school? Who was pressing his head at that time? Don't tell me it was Snape."

Lily said angrily: "Just watch him pretend. There's nothing wrong with him at all. He just thinks this way of eating is so interesting that he has no intention of stopping."

Before Angela glared at Toby, Toby coughed a few times and said: "I'm full, there's no need to feed me anymore - Al, put the knife back and don't poke my eyeballs - Okay, it's all Listen to me."

Toby straightened his face immediately, and he really looked decent, as if he was about to announce something important.

"Dumbledore just mentioned some ideas to me, well... Generally speaking, he will let McGonagall resign willingly and let me officially take up the position of principal of Hogwarts, but he Also going to be the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next term - that's all."

The table immediately became extremely silent, and everyone stared at Toby with wide eyes.

"I knew it was so easy for people to understand."

Toby patiently explained: "McGonagall will concentrate on the specific affairs of the Phoenix Department after leaving. Dumbledore also asked me to ask if you want to join in again, but don't have any burden. I know you still want What to ask——Moody is obviously more suitable than McGonagall, and has more dueling experience. But Dumbledore doesn't think this is a good idea. He thinks that there is too much grudge between me and Moody. It's easier to communicate."

"Also, did you guess that I would use Fudge to deal with Dumbledore? You are completely wrong about this. In such a critical period, such despicable methods will not have any effect, and Fudge also He has become very weak and will be spending a long time in St Mungo's, so hopefully he can pull through."

"As for the Minister of Magic coming to Hogwarts as a professor... I know it sounds unlikely, but who asked him to be Dumbledore? I dare say he doesn't feel comfortable letting anyone do it now. Scrimgeour doesn’t have the ability for someone to take over his position, it has to be him.”

"Dumbledore said that this matter should be handed over to him. He also said that it was for the convenience of protecting Angela. After all, she is Haierbo's last Horcrux. Who knows how Haierbo will use her—but I I still feel that this is just his devious tactic, at most he changed another name to get closer to Angela."

"Well, do you all understand?"

James nodded blankly: "Understood, you are about to become the headmaster of Hogwarts, right? My dear, you should have heard this sentence, right?"

Lily nodded solemnly.

"Let me think about it." She said to herself: "Durmstrang must be in trouble. Should we let Harry go to Beauxbatons? Or just let him study at home. Let's forget it." Both of them are no worse than Aurors..."

Toby looked at them with a cold face and started talking to each other.

Harry looked around in fear, and said cautiously: "You should wait until Professor Hemmer leaves to discuss this matter -"

"By the way, can Hermione and Ron also take classes at home with me?"