Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 135 A Year of Disaster

Many years ago, Voldemort noticed Toby when he was still a student, and sent someone to forcefully recruit him - this recruitment method is always mandatory, either he will join Voldemort's forces, or he will be targeted by the other party.

Among the Death Eaters who came to hunt Toby, there was Lucius Malfoy, his right-hand man.

At that time, little Toby was not strong enough to deal with such a large number of enemies, so he had no choice but to escape. In a dangerous situation, just when he was almost caught, he was rescued by the Longbottoms and hid in their house.

The newlyweds were well taken care of in their house.

This whole thing happened during the vacation at the end of fifth grade, which was also the year the O.W.L. exams ended.

It was a really disastrous year.

And Toby almost became a truly evil wizard in this year.

"Oh, please, Alice."

Toby's eyes widened, as if he heard something incredible: "I had just finished the fifth grade at that time, and I was just an undisciplined student. Everything I said was unbelievable, and even I would find it ridiculous.

Don’t forget, you are still pure-blood wizards. If I would think about annihilating you, I wouldn’t think of ways to save you. Besides, did you already think about your future life path when you were in fifth grade? That’s not it.

It’s far away.”

However, the worry in Alice's eyes became even deeper.

Frank explained with an awkward expression: "To tell you the truth, Alice and I decided to become Aurors when we were in the fifth grade. It was also at that time that we agreed to fight against the mysterious man's power. And neither of us had anything to do with it.

To think that you were able to hide so deeply in Slytherin House, before that, we thought you were just a bullied Muggle-born——"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Toby quickly stopped Frank's nagging: "Don't mention the past anymore. I was only five years old - well, I wasn't an adult yet."

He quickly changed his excuse and patted his pocket twice. The Al inside turned around in disgust, but it still jumped out immediately: "Yeah!"

Alice hurriedly caught Al: "How could you bring Xiu Xiu to the hospital?"

"His name is Al, and he's not an ordinary Niffler." Toby explained, his eyes constantly glancing in Frank's direction.

Frank understood immediately, and there was a sense of helplessness in his tone: "Ah, Al, he is really smart, a Niffler, how great, dear, we are going to buy one for Neville-"

Alice's gaze flicked over, and Frank immediately changed his mind and said, "Forget it, toad is pretty good. Although it's a bit old-fashioned, he will be looked down upon by his classmates, and no one likes toad, but who cares?"

Toby suddenly seemed to have remembered a joke: "Severus certainly wouldn't think so. His biggest wish when he was in school was to have a toad of his own, which could help him experiment with potions and spells."

"Is this really the case?" Alice couldn't help but ask with interest.

After seeing her like this, Toby silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course it's true!" he said firmly.

After having Al as a palliative, the atmosphere in the ward became cheerful again, and Alice no longer asked those "inappropriate" questions. She was amazed by Al's juggling, watching it continue to

Somersaulting on the floor, or performing some difficult acting skills, it looks so lifelike.

When Al played the role of Principal Dumbledore and put on the half-moon glasses, even Alice's thoughts changed.

"If Nifflers are as interesting as Al, it doesn't seem impossible to buy one for Neville."

Al fell over and sat down on the floor. He stopped performing and started eating multi-flavored beans.

Toby and Frank were chatting and soon mentioned the wand that Frank left for Neville.

"I don't even have a wand now."

Frank spread his hands and said: "I hope Mr. Ollivander will not blame me for this matter - by the way, I also want to thank you for the wand you bought for Neville. It seems to have helped him a lot.

"

"Nothing." Toby said: "One more thing, have you figured out what to do after you are discharged from the hospital? Do you want to go back to the Ministry of Magic?"

Frank and Alice looked at each other.

"We haven't decided yet." Alice said hesitantly: "We have considered whether to go back to be Aurors, but Neville. We all feel that we should not leave Neville. He has endured too much alone, and the war has also

It’s over, we—”

"No." Toby suddenly interrupted: "The war is not over yet. I'm not sure about the current state of the mysterious man, but he should still be alive, or he may not be completely dead."

He briefly recounted what happened in school last semester, including Voldemort's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Frank frowned, but he relaxed when he heard that Neville was also involved in this incident.

"He is indeed our son." He said gently to Alice, "I knew he would achieve something."

Alice was just glad that Neville was not really hurt. She asked Toby: "What about you, Toby? What are you going to do? Continue to be a professor in school? To be honest, Frank and I don't

It’s so unlikeable to think that this is something you would do.”

"To be precise, it is teaching students ancient magic, and Hogwarts is also a castle with a long history." Toby smiled: "This is completely different from simply being a professor. In addition, I am still waiting.

I’m going to be the next school principal.”

"Dumbledore will not agree." Frank immediately shook his head and said: "Forget about Dean McGonagall, I would rather believe that he will pass the position of principal to Snape, not to you."

"This is really shocking." Toby smacked his lips twice: "In short, I'm here to recruit you. Come work in my newspaper. The salary is negotiable."

"Wow." Frank said in surprise: "It's not easy for you to survive until now, and you can still make money? It shouldn't be easy to cooperate with goblins, right?"

"It's not easy." Toby sighed and nodded: "In so many years, I can only make a lot of gold from magic books."

When he gave an approximate amount of gold that would be invested in "The Quibbler," Alice was completely shocked, and Frank was also shocked and said: "Are you really giving the pureblood family's treasury to -?"

"Nothing." Toby quickly waved his hand and said: "It's not time to officially become an enemy, and I have no plans to become an enemy of the goblins. I still have a lot of things in the vault."

"You know, Toby." Frank's face became more complicated as he listened: "Sometimes you don't need to be so honest with us. I would rather you say nothing."

"Then I'll make the story short." Toby simply stated the reason why a highly capable wizard is needed, and then he asked the two of them for their opinions: "What do you think?"

Frank's performance was even more shocked than before: "How is it possible to do so many transformation spells? Even the Daily Prophet doesn't need so many special pages."

"It's very simple." A magic ball floated out from Toby's pocket: "It's enough to rely on this little guy. Although it will be a little troublesome, it is not impossible to complete - the magic circle, which will be used in the new version of "Singing"

"Playing the devil's advocate". When the time comes, I will produce three master books, one for Mr. Lovegood and one for the two of you. As insurance, I will hold the last one and only need to change that

The above content will affect all sub-editions of magic books."

"The method sounds very common, but is this magic ball really so magical?"

Frank signaled with his eyes, but Toby did not generously let him take it in his hand for inspection, but carefully protected it.

"There was a small accident with the magic ball. It was caused by a mysterious person. It had possessed it before, and now it can no longer cast the magic circle of the seven-pointed star. I haven't thought of a way to repair it yet.

Unless we know what its real material is. The only thing that can be determined now is that it is related to living things. This is a very large range of mysterious ancient magic."

The more Toby talked, the more selfless he became. Frank and Alice exchanged helpless glances. They were all too familiar with this scene - it was often like this when little Toby stayed at their home.

After staring at the magic ball in silence for a while, Toby finally came back to his senses.

"So -" he smiled at the two of them and said, "What do you think?"

"Well" Frank hesitated: "Maybe you should give us a little more time to think about it - I mean, this sounds like a very critical position, and we don't want you to waste your gold."

"Then it's settled!"

Toby stood up suddenly and held out a palm to Frank.

Al no longer pretended to be decadent. He shook his body with a solemn expression and extended a paw towards Alice.

"Oh——" Alice felt that her heart was about to melt. She stretched out two fingers and shook Al's hand: "It's so cute. Doesn't Al have any brothers or sisters?"

"ah!"

Al quickly withdrew his paw, ran to Toby's shoulder without looking back, got into the collar and refused to come out.

After seeing his wife's promise, Frank stopped pushing away. He held Toby's hand helplessly: "I still think your decision is a bit impulsive. For such a big sum of money, you have never even worked in a newspaper.

Experience. Do you really think The Quibbler won’t bankrupt you?”

Toby and Frank shook hands vigorously, and he said in a relaxed tone: "If this answer can comfort you-"

"Gold is the last thing I need to worry about."