Archaeologists at Hogwarts

After all the exams were over, Quirrell witnessed Dumbledore leaving the school with Toby.

His forged letters worked.

Thanks to the recent reports, Quirrell took advantage of the conflict between Lucius Malfoy and Toby and informed him to go to the Ministry of Magic tonight to confirm that Lucius got more information.

Evil evidence.

Naturally, Dumbledore had to be brought along, because he was the principal of Hogwarts and the most powerful white wizard in the world. Only when these two people left the school could Quirrell take action on the Philosopher's Stone.

Opportunity.

Just tonight, the opportunity finally came.

On the other side, Harry returned to the dormitory with Ron after dinner.

"it is finally over."

Ron lay on his back on the bed and said comfortably: "There's still a week until we know the results. We should really have more fun. Do you think Professor Heimer has the same idea, so he

Will you tell us the results of the Ancient Magic Examination in advance? Harry, what do you think? Harry?"

Ron tilted his neck and looked at Harry's bed, and he was suddenly stunned.

Harry is missing.

At the same time, Harry was walking out of the common room passage, his heart beating rapidly, holding tightly in his hand a piece of paper that inexplicably appeared on his bedside, which said -

[You know that I know your parents, Harry. I have never given up on the method of saving them, which involves the most mysterious magic - resurrection from the dead. Come to the trophy display room on the fourth floor, and don't tell others. 】

【——Toby Hemmerliu.】

Harry started running down the corridor bit by bit, and his mind was about to explode - he should have thought that Professor Heimer knew his parents, and during today's exam, Professor Heimer was mentioning the test results.

It was obvious that he was hiding something and did not fully say the rest of the words.

[It seems that you are also talented in ancient magic, just like...]

Like who is it?

Is it his father or his mother?

The more Harry thought about it, the more likely it was that Professor Heimer was obviously not an ordinary Slytherin. He would even fight against classmates from the same house, so his friends could only be students from other houses.

Gryffindor is the most suitable choice to fight against Slytherin.

But why did Professor Heimer refuse to tell him at first? Was it to test him?

Harry could only think in this direction, because Professor Heimer had one biggest difference from other professors - he didn't pay attention to the identity of the Boy Who Lived from the beginning, which was extremely unusual.

The moonlight shines on the corridor floor along the window. It is not yet the curfew time. This is exactly in line with Professor Hemmer's style. He will not let students violate the rules without discipline.

Could it be because of that mirror? Dumbledore lied to him?

Harry suddenly remembered the Mirror of Erised he had encountered before. Although Principal Dumbledore had explained the mystery of the mirror to him, what if it happened?

What if he can really see his parents again?

Harry ran to the door of the trophy display room out of breath. He shouted excitedly: "Professor Heimer, everything you said is true——"

His words stopped abruptly.

Quirrell, who had been waiting for a long time, pointed his wand at Harry and said aloud: "Collapse."

Harry's eyes widened and he passed out completely.

On the other side, in the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione hurriedly asked Ron: "What do you mean Harry suddenly disappeared? Haven't you always stayed together?"

"That's what it was." Ron said anxiously, "But I just lay on the bed for a short while, and when I looked up again, Harry was gone."

"How is this possible?" Hermione walked back and forth in front of the fire uneasily: "He has no reason not to tell you the reason. Is there anything that Harry needs to do without telling us?"

The two people thought carefully for a while. It didn't take long before their eyes suddenly widened and they looked at each other again.

"Magic stone!"

Ron said in horror: "I thought Harry had given up. Could it be that he has been hiding it from us?"

"Oops." Hermione murmured: "He couldn't help but look for You-Know-Who. Do you still remember Harry's reaction after knowing that You-Know-Who wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Of course I remember." Ron nodded quickly, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Wait a moment."

He ran back to the dormitory quickly, and ran back after a while, holding something like running water in his hand.

"Harry didn't even wear the invisibility cloak. This is his father's invisibility cloak."

Ron no longer dared to think about what this meant.

"Harry went to seek revenge on the mysterious man, and he didn't even plan to come back alive. There is no way he would deliberately violate the curfew school rules at this time. Gryffindor's points will be deducted!"

The two looked at each other in shock again.

"How long has Harry been missing?"

"It won't be long. If we chase him now, it might still be too late."

"Okay...Okay, okay! Let's go find Harry now. I hope he hasn't passed the level to protect the Sorcerer's Stone. I remember there are many ways. It's not just one set by a professor.

organ--"

"Uh-hey, what are you talking about?"

A voice suddenly rang out, and Neville appeared at the entrance of the common room at some unknown time. He was holding Leif in his hand. It seemed that his pet had wasted a lot of efforts in order to be free.

Ron winked at Hermione wildly, and Neville stared at their guilty faces suspiciously.

"You are planning to go out again." He said: "I thought I heard Harry, what happened to him? Why isn't Harry here?"

"No, no." Ron quickly covered up: "Harry, he -"

"Don't even think about fooling me!" Neville suddenly yelled, scaring Ron so much that he jumped back and almost fell over.

"I knew Harry was planning to cause trouble to Gryffindor. I have been watching you secretly. Gryffindor cannot lose any more points." Neville said sternly: "The last one in the rankings

Among the four colleges, we are ranked last."

"Oh, Neville." Hermione tried to comfort: "You don't understand, this is very important."

"No! I understand very well!" Neville blushed, and he mustered up the courage to interrupt: "I know you have the same idea as me, and you all feel that we must find Harry as soon as possible before the professor finds him - I

I want to go with you too!"

"You didn't even - huh?" Ron was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Harry needs help, and I can probably understand his thinking." Neville continued: "I have also experienced his feelings. He has helped our family before, and now it is my turn to help him."

Ron was completely confused by what he heard - why did Neville suddenly become so assertive? And he seemed to have plans for Harry? When did the relationship between them become so good?

Hermione asked curiously: "Is it because of your own wand? Does it really work? Can it change the personality of the user?"

It was accidentally revealed that Neville owned two wands in total. He was always careless at first, and it was difficult not to be noticed by others, let alone avoid Harry and Ron who were in the same dormitory.

"I guess that's what happened. It's hard to tell."

Neville walked up to Ron: "Is this an invisibility cloak? It's really cool."

"It's Harry's." Ron said, putting the invisibility cloak on the three of them.

He sighed finally.

"When will it be my turn to become lucky...Whether it's a wand, an invisibility cloak, or even a decent pet."

At the same time, in the distant night sky, two Thestrals were flying side by side in the clouds.

Dumbledore's posture was stable, but Toby could not sit comfortably. Al huddled in his collar, his mouth opened and made a purring noise in the gust of wind.

"I hate thestrals, they are much worse than flying carpets."

Dumbledore just smiled and said: "I like these animals very much. Hagrid has trained them very well and they are very suitable for long distance travel."

At this moment, the magic ball floated out of Toby's pocket automatically, its surface emitting a faint shimmer.

This is a sign that the mechanism protecting the Magic Stone has been invaded.

Toby suddenly looked at Dumbledore: "The mysterious man finally took action, but it happened tonight... No! This is not a coincidence. We seem to have been deceived, Headmaster."

Dumbledore's eyes became serious little by little.

"Yes, Toby." He said in a complicated tone: "Go back quickly, go back to Hogwarts quickly."

Toby heard something was wrong: "What about you, principal? Won't you go back with me?"

"I have to go on a long journey."

Dumbledore said calmly, his eyes shining behind the lenses.

"Albania might be a good choice."

Albania?

"Why Albania?" Toby asked in confusion.

"Because according to rumors, that's where Voldemort has always been hiding." Dumbledore explained, and then he disappeared with a loud noise without giving Toby any more opportunities to ask questions.

"Oh, my God, it's like this again."

Toby had no choice but to ask the Thestral to stop. He patted Al on the collar: "It's time to take out the elixir. I hope it won't work."

Blessing Elixir does not always work, especially in the face of extremely powerful black magic.

Al took out the well-preserved Felixir, and together with Toby, he divided the small amount of potion into two parts and drank them in half.

Toby finally patted the Thestral beneath him: "Remember to return to school along the same route with your companions, and fly higher so that the Muggles don't see you."

Al tilted his neck and looked at Toby: "Yeah?"

"No, we don't need the Thestral. It's a waste of time. It would be bad if we don't get back to school in time - don't worry, Al, we've all drank the Felixir, so we won't be able to help even this little bit."

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Toby held on to Al who was trying to escape. He took a deep breath and silently calculated the distance between this place and Hogwarts.

"I hate disapparating over long distances."

With another burst of explosions, Toby and Elle disappeared into the air and disappeared.