Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Horace Slughorn was the Potions Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was an old man of the same era as Principal Dumbledore. Since retiring in 1981, he has returned to the late

Parents' home.

Speaking of the Slughorn family, this is an ancient and wealthy pure-blood family. It is also included in the "Pure-blood Directory" and is one of the twenty-eight holy families.

The Slughorns were not pure pure-blood supremacists, but they still encouraged Horace to make "appropriate" friends when he was in school. But Horace did not listen to his parents. He loved his parents.

But it doesn’t care so much about blood content, and it can be played even among Muggle-born people.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you must be an outstanding Muggle-born person.

This concept was also applied to the Slug Club he formed. He likes to hide behind the scenes, connect particularly talented and ambitious students, and then benefit from the success of these students, such as free quizzes.

Tickets for magic, or advice to senior officials at the Ministry of Magic.

This can bring Slughorn a sense of satisfaction, and his vision is indeed good, and he can always pick out students with good prospects.

Of course, during the selection process, Slughorn also had no prejudice against blood, but was occasionally surprised by the other party's Muggle-born status.

For example Lily Evans.

For example, Toby Highmore.

On this day, Slughorn's home was hosting Gwenog Jones, a tall woman who was also the batter for the Holyhead Harpies, an all-female Quidditch team, and later became the

The team's captain, the "Daily Prophet" also reported on her specifically, saying in the article "No one dares to object to the Harpies' "outstanding but dangerous" captain Gwenog Jones."

Jones was also a member of the Slug Club, and she would often bring free game tickets to Slughorn. Slughorn was also willing to host former students at his home, one of the few he had after his retirement.

One of the fun.

The two were chatting happily, and Jones was describing a fierce game to Slughorn: "——Mossa used the tail of her broom to throw the Bludger over. She was a good hand, and she threw the Bludger every time.

It was very accurate. I was raising the bat and waiting for her. Chita from the enemy team thought I was going to attack her with the Bludger. She immediately bent down, but I hit the Bludger in another direction. Bang

He hit the golden snitch and sent the snitch into the hands of our team's chaser. The game ended like this——"

Jones paused slightly, and she said proudly: "350 to 90, an undisputed victory. The whole audience was cheering. Of course, it is difficult to say whether this was because the game lasted for two full days. At that time, our team

All the chasers fell asleep on their broomsticks, and she didn’t know we finally won until we got back to the lounge.”

Slughorn smacked his mouth, as if thinking about it: "What a wonderful game, it's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"Then you must go and see it with your own eyes next time." Jones said and took out a game ticket from his pocket. The sharp-eyed Slughorn immediately saw that this was the most advanced ticket.

"The day after tomorrow, Austrian Arena."

Jones placed the ticket on the table in front of Slughorn and said: "The game starts at eight o'clock in the evening. The opponent is the same team I just mentioned. You must bring a blanket before going. It is also a good idea to set up an extra tent.

.”

Slughorn smiled with satisfaction. He took the ticket and stuffed it into his bulging pocket: "Of course, I will go."

Then Jones was leaving, and she had to train, so this time she took extra time.

"Just in time." Slughorn raised his head and glanced at the clock: "The next guest will be arriving soon."

"Who is it?" Jones asked curiously.

"Toby." A strange expression appeared on Slughorn's face: "He disappeared for almost ten years. Unexpectedly, he suddenly wrote a letter two days ago saying that he wanted to see me."

"Toby?" Jones thought carefully: "Toby Highmore?"

Slughorn asked in surprise: "Do you remember him?"

"We were classmates once." Jones said: "Although we are not in the same college or in the same grade, I remember when I was in the fourth grade, he seemed to have just entered school, right? He is amazing now. He is in our football team.

When the team went to Egypt for a competition, they occasionally went to a place called the Veil Bar. All the guests there knew him. I later learned that his reputation had spread throughout all Gringotts, and he was said to be the best curse breaker.

There seems to be a book published, what is it called——"

"'Ancient Magic'." Slughorn reminded, and at the same time a book floated from the bookshelf and fell into his hands: "He also gave this to me by the way, but unfortunately the sales were dismal...

But after hearing what you said, I really have to read this book carefully."

Jones said one last thing before leaving: "Judging from the praise within Gringotts, he may be your richest student, so he naturally doesn't need publishing fees to support himself."

After Jones left, Slughorn curled up on the sofa and read "Ancient Magic" slowly.

To be honest, this book is really not very well written. Slughorn feels like he is reading a book that is only half written, and it stops abruptly at every critical moment, but the adventures dotted in it are still

It aroused Slughorn's strong interest. These descriptions are incomplete, but it can also be seen that Toby has rich experience and is full of powerful evidence - including the pyramids of Egypt, snow-capped mountains in various countries, and distant places.

The desert, and the vast unknown lake—could it be the sea?

Slughorn remembered Toby, even if he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, he still remembered this outstanding student. It was one of his top collections. But he still couldn't help but feel worried about Toby's arrival.

He didn't know if this was Dumbledore's instruction. In order to avoid his old friends, he had retired early for a long time——

Just as Slughorn was once again plunged into the thrilling adventure of the book, the doorbell finally rang.

Pushing open the door, there stood a man who looked familiar yet strange to Slughorn. His long hair was pushed back behind his head, revealing his smiling eyes. There was a Sniff sitting on his shoulder.

, was pulling his hair and playing with it. The man was also carrying several packages in his hands, which were so bulging that the paper bags were stretched open.

Toby was also looking at Slughorn. He noticed that the Dean had a bald forehead, bulging eyes, a walrus-like silver-white beard, and a big belly that stretched the buttons of his waistcoat tightly.

Time seems to have returned to my student days.

"I don't understand, sir, I am just a Muggle-born, but why was I sorted into Slytherin?"

"Oh, come on, Toby. I wish I could have an outstanding student like you. Do you know Lily? I have invited her many times in a row, but she has rejected her unceremoniously every time. It's really strange. I

I clearly remembered that she had a good relationship with Severus, but I didn't expect that she would be so against Slytherin - well, stop feeling sorry for yourself, bloodline is not a big deal, I have been friends with many Muggle-borns when I was in school.

Friends, they are all as good as you, or even not as good as you."

Toby looked at the old man in front of him and smiled: "Long time no see, Dean."

"I'm no longer the dean."

Slughorn also gradually smiled, and he patted Toby on the shoulder vigorously, as if he had comforted him before.

"Come in, kid, and tell me what you've been doing all these years."

"To be honest, I thought you were dead!"