Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 144 Cedric and Luna

The common room of Hufflepuff House is located underground, on the same ground floor as the Slytherin dungeon on the first floor of the castle. However, the two environments are completely different. The Slytherin dungeon is cold and damp, and can be seen through the glass.

The scene in the depths of the Black Lake. But the Hufflepuff common room is always sunny, and through the round window, you can see the dandelions and swaying grass outside the window.

The Hufflepuff common room is also filled with plush sofas and chairs with yellow and black patterns and polished copper edges. They are very comfortable and welcome Hufflepuff students to come here to relax or talk about the things that the Head of House has said.

Interesting specimens brought by Professor Sprout.

This year Cedric Diggory is already a fourth-year student. Last year he became Mr. Al's assistant. Many people laughed at him for this, especially the Slytherin students. As for Hutch

Patch's classmates were more puzzled. They didn't understand why Cedric was willing to become a sniffer's assistant-until Cedric successfully made the first automatic casting wand, all these noises

disappeared and turned into jealousy and admiration.

"Without Professor Hemmer, he can't do anything! Cedric is a liar!"

Marcus Flint has always looked down on Cedric, and he spread similar rumors around the school, but Cedric's reaction completely disappointed him - Cedric himself had no intention of such slander.

I am working on creating a second magic circle on the wand, and have successfully made a truly self-casting wand - not just for disarming spells, but for all spells.

Throughout the holiday, he pondered the feasibility of this matter, but the result was desperate: the difficulty of successfully engraving the second magic circle was countless times greater than the first, because this time there were more than just

It's just the influence of the wand itself, plus the influence of the disarming spell magic circle.

This is only the second magic circle. When the third, fourth, or even fifth magic circle needs to be engraved, the difficulty will continue to increase each time, and it will not be solved even if it takes a lifetime.

The only hope Cedric can see seems to be Professor Heimer's magic ball, but it is not a magic wand at all. And according to Professor Heimer, if you want to use a magic ball easily than a wand,

The method of use is more difficult. It cannot be accomplished simply by relying on wand gestures and spells. You must understand more complex magic circles in advance.

Cedric inevitably became depressed when he thought that he might never achieve his goal of a self-casting wand.

This is an unusual situation for him. Cedric is quite popular in the academy. In addition, he achieved something that no one else could achieve in last year's Ancient Magic Examination - making a device that can automatically disarm.

The magic wand made him gain the favor of a wave of Hufflepuff students.

So, when the frustrated Cedric walked out of the dormitory and came to the common room, many people asked him with concern: "Cedric, what's wrong with you? Cheer up, the new semester will start again soon.

The Quidditch match is here, and everyone is counting on you."

"Nothing." Cedric forced a smile. He had long been accustomed to doing this and did not want to bring more negative emotions to the people around him.

"I have something else to do and I have to go to Professor Heimer's office."

As soon as they heard this, the little badgers stopped trying to persuade them. Instead, they all showed an expression of "I understand you" - now they have all been baptized by the mummy rooster. Except for the first-year freshmen, they have learned

It was still a magic circle course, but the reaction of the senior students after class still scared them. Is there anything scarier than a professor dying in class?

The only ones who are happy about this are the seventh-grade students. They are about to graduate and do not need to accept more torture from the dark devil.

Cedric has long been used to this, but he still habitually said a few good words to Professor Hemmer. Unfortunately, no one believed him. At most, he could only sigh: "Poor Cedric, he has already

I have completely become a slave of the black devil."

"Don't talk nonsense." Cedric laughed and quarreled with these people for a while, just treating it as a joke.

He left the common room and came to the door of the Ancient Magic Office by familiar means, wondering why Professor Heimer wanted to come to him.

Although he was Mr. Al's assistant, this year due to the special nature of the course, Professor Heimer told him that he did not need to come here every day like last semester. At first, Cedric thought he had made some mistake.

Professor Deheimer was dissatisfied, but after the first ancient magic class, he no longer thought that way - eternal life, which sounded like a very mysterious knowledge, and Cedric thought that he was still far from this goal.

Coupled with Professor Haimer's special teaching method, you can't let yourself take care of the rooster?

It might be more reliable to take care of Niffler, or to keep an eye on Professor Hemmer so that he doesn't put the Pharaoh mask on his face.

Cedric knocked on the door. He hadn't been to the Ancient Magic Office for a long time, and even the pharaoh's coffin pointed at the door seemed a lot more friendly.

"Professor, I-uh, need help?"

Cedric looked at Professor Heimer in confusion as he was carrying a wall? He didn't know what it was.

"Oh, you're here?"

Toby said without looking back: "You sit on the sofa first and we will talk after I finish my work."

Cedric was shocked to see that the thick wall was moved to the real corner by Professor Heimer, and then fell to the ground with a thud, which sounded terribly heavy.

Is it possible that Professor Heimer still has giant blood?

After he sat down on the sofa in a daze, he realized that there was already someone sitting on it. The other person was a freshman. Cedric recognized the girl through her blond hair and vaguely remembered that she was assigned.

Ravenclaw House.

Now the girl is lowering her head with a black notebook on her lap, writing and drawing without paying any attention to the strange scene in the ancient magic office - this is completely impossible in Cedric's opinion

Yes, if you don’t even care about coffins and skeletons, then where did this girl live before? A haunted castle?

[Mom, the boy next to me is a little strange. He always stares at me. 】

[Dear, you don’t need to care about other people’s eyes. It doesn’t matter. Not everyone can see through a person’s heart. Okay, let’s continue talking. What kind of weird collection of ice cubes are you talking about? It’s frozen inside.

What does it look like?]

Luna avoided Cedric's gaze and turned to look at the ice cubes in the corner of the room. The rubber plug earrings hanging on her ears were shaking gently, and there was a black skull pattern engraved on the surface. This came from Professor Heimer.

A gift to Mr. Lovegood - a cork from the Black Devil wine.

As for the huge ice cube that stayed in the office last year, a whole year has passed and it still shows no sign of melting.

【I can’t see it, Mom. But I always feel like there’s a devil living there.】

[Do you really think so? With his creative ideas and abilities, perhaps this Mr. Hemmer should also become a spell experimenter. He would be a good colleague.]

【Maybe, mom. I just】

【Just what?】

[It’s just that I’ve never seen someone as determined and confused as him. Do you really think he can become a spell experimenter? 】

[Hmm, dear, is Dumbledore still alive? Is he still the Headmaster of Hogwarts? 】

【Yes, what's wrong?】

[It’s nothing, dear. Since the principal is still here, it’s nothing.]