Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

Ron came back to his senses in an instant, and he stuttered: "School... Principal, we got separated, and accidentally -"

"Let me tell you, it's time for you to return to your dormitory."

Dumbledore interrupted softly: "Go back and sleep well, and I am glad that no one was harmed tonight."

The three of them immediately realized that Dumbledore had no intention of punishing them. With Hermione's timely reminder, they quickly ran away after thanking them, as if a devil was chasing them.

In fact, it was almost the same, because Toby, who heard the movement, quickly rushed over from the other side of the corridor, followed by Snape and Quirrell.

"Severus, Quirrell."

Before they could speak, Dumbledore took the lead in ordering: "Send out the news that the three-headed dog has been caught, and tell the students that they can sleep in peace."

"Toby, you stay and help me deal with the follow-up, oh, and Mr. Al, you can stay too."

Snape walked away without saying a word, and he went down the stairs, which was in the direction of the Slytherin and Hufflepuff dormitories.Quirrell had no choice but to go upstairs. The dormitories of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were in the tower of the castle.

After they all left, Toby stepped forward and asked, "Do you want to move the three-headed dog back into the room?"

Dumbledore stood in front of the sleeping three-headed dog and put it in a small cage. A three-headed dog of this size looked much cuter.

"No need." Dumbledore said while holding the cage, "I will find a time to send Lu Wei away to a place suitable for him to live in. It doesn't make any sense for him to stay in Hogwarts."

Then Dumbledore repaired the damaged room, and the debris flew back to its original position and merged into one. Finally, the broken door was reinstalled on the wall.

"Come on, Toby, follow me to the principal's office."

"Go to my office, Headmaster, it's nearer."

Dumbledore did not refuse Toby's proposal, and they soon came to the ancient magic office, Toby walked behind and closed the door tightly.

When he turned around, he found that Headmaster Dumbledore was standing in the middle of the office, silently looking at the souvenirs in the room.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen your numerous collections in person."

Dumbledore slowly turned his gaze to the pharaoh's coffin facing the door, with scrutiny and memory in his gaze.

"Is this the coffin you mentioned in your letter?"

"This is the one, but the coffin is not the most important thing. The pharaoh's mask is. I have put it in the vault of Gringotts. The really dangerous and important items are stored there."

"I hope so, Toby."

Dumbledore slowly sat down on the velvet sofa and placed the cage gently on the floor at his feet.

Toby sat opposite him and did not answer the instructive "I hope so". Instead, he finally asked: "What happened tonight, principal? Why did the dinner end early?"

"As you can see." Dumbledore pointed to the cage and said: "Someone released Lu Wei, and the dinner had to be suspended. For the safety of the students, I also told everyone how to avoid Lu Wei .”

"This is really a disaster." Toby pondered for a while, his hair drooping a little bit, covering his eyes.

"It wasn't Severus who let Walkway go." Dumbledore clearly knew what Toby was thinking.

Toby immediately pushed his hair back, his expression full of regret: "That's such a pity, I thought I could catch him myself."

"I didn't know you were interested in being an Auror."

"Just think about it, Headmaster, just think about it."

After saying this, Toby's hair drooped again a little bit.

"Do you remember where you hit the thief with the Shadowless Curse in the vault?"

"At least the part above the neck, principal. Every attack I make is directed at the opponent's head. This is related to the fact that I have just left Egypt not long ago, and I haven't changed my habit yet - only by completely crushing the head, those mummies It cannot be resurrected."

"It's a thrilling adventure story, but I'm sure you already understand why I'm asking this question.

"Yeah, Headmaster, Quirrell has nothing wrong with his head, and the back of his head is also bald. Wearing a turban is just his hobby, and he is obviously not a thief who appeared in Gringotts."

Toby muttered and pushed his hair back to the back of his head again: "And you should know that you can finish the sentence at once, you have to wait until my hair falls out."

"It is also the responsibility of a teacher to observe the changes in students." Dumbledore said in a gentle tone: "The students have already discussed your new habits, which makes you very unique."

Uncharacteristically, Toby didn't loudly condemn those ignorant students. Instead, he murmured: "I feel that what I have done recently seems to be a bit too much. After thinking about it carefully, I found that the students—or most of them The students will not like such a strict principal."

"Are you referring to yourself? Future Headmaster Highmore?"

"Uh... Principal Dumbledore, can you put down the long ax in your hand first? If you are interested, I will give it to you, so as not to worry about those ghosts in the castle all day long. Find me again.”

Dumbledore did not reply to Toby's words. He held the sharp long ax steadily and walked to the blood-stained black armor.

Toby had obviously lied to Hermione and Cedric. The black armor was also movable. It pointed the visor in the direction of Dumbledore, as if staring at his long axe, but did not reach out to take it back, or maybe He said he didn't dare to act rashly.

"I've heard your story."

Dumbledore said calmly to the armor: "Would you like to do me a favor? Help me guard a room with a trap door. As a reward, I can save you from endless sorrow and torture, or you can Let you become a part of Hogwarts. There will be many of your kind in the corridors of the fourth floor, and you will get along very happily."

The armor didn't respond, it slowly turned the visor in Toby's direction.

Toby was winking at it desperately, as if he would be unable to hold back and nod his hand for it the next second.

The black armor knelt on one knee, his head lowered.

Dumbledore returned the long ax to its hand, then put the wand on the left and right shoulders of the armor, tapped it twice, and uttered a complex and mysterious spell.

The bloodstains and darkness on the armor and long ax slowly faded away, turning into silvery white, clean and shining.

It stood up and saluted Toby again, but Toby just turned sideways and didn't accept it, but Al waved his paw happily.

They watched the armor leave the office and go to the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Any more?" Dumbledore asked.

Toby's hair drooped again at some point, and his tone was inexplicably sentimental: "No more, principal. I never thought that I would find so many war-related traces on the road of pursuing ancient magic."

"Hopefully never again."

Dumbledore sat back on the sofa, and he seemed to say inadvertently: "Really? Why do I feel that this sentence seems familiar? Oh, I remembered it, it was in the fourth letter you sent in 1983 In the letter, it says this four times. Four times, Toby."

Toby brushed his hair back without blushing and said, "Your memory is really good."

"Tell me about it." Dumbledore smiled and said, "I took away one of your collections, what do you want me to compensate you for?"

"How unpleasant compensation is." Toby quickly denied: "That's called comfort, using pain to comfort pain. Isn't this what you are always good at?"

"Say it."

"Hmm... Headmastership at Hogwarts?"

"next."

"Let's visit your treasure house. I have never seen all your collections. Many goblins have guessed that your wealth is amazing, but they never want to store those things in Gringotts."

"Because most of the wealth is going to be left to Hogwarts after my death, next."

"You are really generous. I guess you must have a treasure house of your own? Is it also in Hogwarts?"

"You won't be interested in those things, and even if you were, I won't tell you."

"We are really in Hogwarts...Okay, okay, I understand, please quickly put down that wooden door, it is the last one."

Just as Dumbledore turned his back to look at the rotting wooden door, Toby clapped his hands and said, "I thought of it!"

Dumbledore looked at him with a look that had seen through Toby long ago. Toby simply pretended not to notice, and he pretended to cough twice.

"What do you think of the idea of ​​rerunning the Teacher Recognition Show?"