Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 118 The Song of the Black Devil (End of Grade 1)

In the next few days, Harry met Dumbledore again, and the two had a conversation.

After that, Harry shared the contents of the conversation with Ron and Hermione who came to visit him.

"It's really dangerous." Ron sighed: "But do you think there is something wrong with this whole thing? The principal first returned the invisibility cloak to you, and then taught you how to use the Mirror of Erised, and everything else?

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"No way." Hermione said: "If he is really like this, then I think the principal is more terrifying than Professor Highmore - I mean, Professor Highmore at least didn't want to kill you.

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"No, that's not the case." Harry said thoughtfully: "Dumbledore is a very interesting person. I feel that he seems to understand me very well, and it is for this reason that he teaches me a lot of extra things.

He knew what decision I would make, but he didn't intend to stop me like Professor Heimer did. Instead, he had been helping me in a subtle way - he was giving me a chance, and while protecting me, he also believed that I had the right to make the decision.

Do something on your own, which may include facing Voldemort in person."

Ron quickly asked Harry to lower his voice. He still couldn't get used to hearing Voldemort's name casually.

Hermione commented keenly: "But when you say this, it seems that Dumbledore is much better than Professor Highmore. At least Professor Highmore will not let us make decisions completely freely. If we fail to complete the homework, there will be

Make the situation worse.”

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Ron said: "After all, Dumbledore is the principal. Listen, Harry, you must come to the year-end banquet tomorrow. Of course, Slytherin won first place, but don't

Let this bad news affect your appetite, the food at the banquet is still delicious."

The next day, after begging Madam Pomfrey for a while, Harry finally got permission to attend the year-end banquet.

He went downstairs alone and rushed to the auditorium, which was already full of people.

The Great Hall was decorated with the green and silver colors representing Slytherin to celebrate their seventh consecutive House Cup win. A huge banner with a Slytherin snake hung on the wall behind the guest of honor.

As soon as Harry walked in, the Great Hall suddenly fell silent, and then everyone suddenly started talking loudly again. He walked to the Gryffindor table and sat between Ron and Hermione, pretending not to notice that people were standing

Get up and stare at him.

"Just get used to it as soon as possible." Hermione persuaded: "This is how everyone treated me when I was first discharged from the hospital."

"Yeah." Ron was trying hard not to let his ears turn red: "I'm about the same. This time I'm in your favor."

"Oh, come on." Harry said helplessly: "I would rather never be treated specially, and I don't want anyone to stare at my forehead when they see me."

Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived a moment later, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.

"Another year has passed!" said Dumbledore cheerfully. "Before you enjoy these delicacies, I must trouble you all to listen to an old man's cliché. What a wonderful year it has been! In your little minds

It is definitely richer than before. There is a whole summer vacation waiting for you, which allows you to digest those things and clear your mind before the start of the next semester."

He then told the scores of each house. Among them, Gryffindor was the lowest, far behind Hufflepuff, who was third.

A thunderous cheer and stamping of feet erupted from the Slytherin table.

"Yes, yes, good performance, Slytherin." Dumbledore said: "Now, let the party begin!"

Toby was still assigned to the position next to the principal. It was the first time he saw Snape's mouth raised so high, and it was also the first time he saw the atmosphere in Gryffindor House so gloomy. Even when he was in school

This has never happened - James and Sirius are very naughty, but they rarely involve their houses and try their best to avoid being deducted points.

Toby picked up a piece of steak and put it on the plate, and said at the same time: "I thought you would reward Gryffindor at the end. Anyway, those children performed well."

"But I think your judgment is fair." Dumbledore said with a smile: "The most important thing is that I suddenly remembered that I did not send a gift to a student on Christmas, so I had to make up for it today. I hope I

The student who is more Slytherin than Slytherin can be satisfied."

"Welcome back."

Toby deliberately turned his head, and across the long table, he looked at the proud Snape from a distance.

"He is very satisfied, principal."

Toby said in an inaudible voice.

"I was even a little touched."

As if suddenly, the students' wardrobes were empty, their belongings were packed into their suitcases, and notices were sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.

Neville was very excited. After this holiday, he would have more time to spend with his parents. According to the content of the letter from grandma, they were now able to wake up briefly and even communicate with others normally.

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The students left the castle and came to the Hogwarts Express station. Ron looked back and forth twice, and suddenly he poked Neville in the arm: "Didn't you want to invite Professor Highmore to go to St. Mungo's with you?

Hospital? He is here now. Did you tell him in advance? "

At the end of the student team, Professor Heimer was striding forward, and when he noticed that his students were taking the initiative to make way for them.

Neville also saw this scene, and he shook his head in confusion: "No, Professor Heimer rejected me in advance. He said that he was busy with something, and he didn't know what it was, but why did he suddenly appear at the station?

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"Hey! Hey!" Sharp-eyed Hermione waved to them quickly: "Look, Professor Highmore is walking towards the Slytherin students - it's Malfoy! He's actually coming for Malfoy!"

"Where is it?!"

Harry immediately perked up when he heard Malfoy's name. After seeing the shocked expression on Draco Malfoy's face, he couldn't help but gloated: "Wow, he's unlucky now.

I was caught by Professor Heimer on the last day of vacation - no! Why did Professor Heimer take Malfoy on the train with him? What... was he going to do? "

At this moment, Toby had already taken Draco and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, into the nearest box. The first thing that the passing students thought of after being surprised was to stay away from this place.

A private box - they couldn't imagine what would happen on this journey.

Crabbe and Goyle sat nervously on one side of the box. Draco sat on the opposite seat next to Professor Hemmer. His heart was beating so fast that he was almost scared to death.

Why is he so unlucky that he can't get rid of Professor Heimer's shadow even after the holidays?

Al jumped down from Toby's shoulders. He took out a large bucket of Bibi's multi-flavor beans from his belly pocket and chewed them one by one.

"Mr. Malfoy."

Toby, who was sitting by the window, suddenly spoke, startling Draco.

"Teaching professor?"

"You plan to take this train home, right?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Will your parents wait for you at the finish line?"

"Yes, sir."

"This means that Lucius Malfoy will also appear?"

Draco was speechless, he was so frightened.

Toby finally turned to look at Malfoy, his long hair hanging down one by one at some point, blocking his blurry vision.

Like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to hide.

"Don't worry, kid."

Toby said calmly: "This is just a home visit. As my first home visit as a professor, you should be happy. Why are you crying?"

Malfoy saw Mr. Al gathering their owl cages together in a tight guard position.

He was lucky that he didn't cry on the spot. He really couldn't laugh.

The train carrying the new professor drove into the distance, carrying a deathly silence and despair. The name of an archaeologist alone could no longer make up for the power that spread from him, even if he added the best curse breaker in history.

Not enough to fill it up.

Toby looked at the scenery outside the window happily. From an angle that few people could see, a fine black smoke flashed through his pupils and slowly disappeared.

He hummed softly to the melody of "Funeral March".

"Hogwarts. Hogwarts Hogwarts Hogwarts"

"Give us knowledge, but not from the devil."

"His real name is the Black Devil. Until people forget about him."

"No one will remember the past of the Black Devil"

"I forgot about my begging for mercy and my lack of strength."

"But the black devil never leaves. He is an invisible ghost. He is an invisible fear."

"No one can escape his vicious hand and no one can successfully evade it."

"Be lucky that he hasn't found you yet."

"This is the only good thing you have left. Remember, remember"

"This is a legend circulating in Hogwarts."

"The legend of Hogwarts far away."