Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 146 Master

Four huge magazines that were nearly seven feet tall soon appeared in the common rooms of various colleges. It took several students to work together to turn the heavy papers. However, Professor Heimer seemed to have already considered this. Each page

The paper is large enough, so a lot of information can be posted on only two sides, and it perfectly replaces the role of a bulletin board.

As for the logo on the cover, it is placed in the upper left corner of the left page, occupying less than one-ninth of the page, but it is enough for students to see clearly the combination of Toby with his back facing him and Al facing him directly.

The logo, with the name of the giant magazine written underneath - The Quibbler.

Likewise, the students have all read the first article on it - "Cedric Diggory: Me and the Auto-Casting Wand".

【Mr. Diggory, are you a vampire?】

【.no.】

【Have you ever thought about becoming a vampire? 】

【.No. I said, why do you think I am a vampire? 】

[Because your face is pale, whiter than the average person, just like the belly of a large-mouthed colorful ball fish. Have you ever seen a large-mouthed colorful ball fish? 】

[.Okay, let’s talk about the automatic casting wand. It all started with the magic circle. Last year, I took the ancient magic course for the first time, which made me feel the potential of the magic circle.

Huge, a lot of people overlook this, but I want to give Hufflepuff credit by making a self-casting wand.]

["Hahaha." The one who laughed out loud was Professor Heimer, who was also present at the interview. 】

["Yes, I still remember Mr. Diggory's vow at that time. He was not willing to let Hufflepuff be called a loser anymore, nor was he willing to be looked down upon."]

["Professor, I really have never mentioned the word rice bucket"]

Gryffindor's Quidditch captain Wood and a confused Harry read the interview together.

Today is the weekend, and Harry was forcefully woken up by Wood, who planned to drag him to Quidditch training.

"Cedric Diggory"

Harry didn't know much about him. At most, he only knew about the automatic casting wand, but he had never heard that he did it for the honor of Hufflepuff.

"Is what he said true?" Harry asked curiously: "Did he really do it for the honor of Hufflepuff-?"

"This guy is really smart, huh?"

Wood suddenly interrupted, with a fanatical light in his eyes: "Strong competitor, don't relax, Harry, Cedric is a Hufflepuff Quidditch player, we have all seen his determination,

Isn’t that right? He will definitely give his best in the game!"

Harry didn't understand why Wood associated everything with Quidditch, but he thought it was better to shut up at this time, so he could only let Wood drag him to the common room with a look of helplessness.

"Gryffindor must win! Harry, shout with me, Gryffindor must win!"

Harry could only reply weakly: "Gryffindor - ha -"

He accidentally yawned, and in a blink of an eye he saw Wood staring at him intensely.

Harry suddenly came back to his senses, all sleepyheads were gone, and said forcefully: "Gryffindor will win! We will definitely defeat Hufflepuff!"

Wood nodded with satisfaction, but he finally reminded: "We have a chance of winning this year's Quidditch Cup."

At the same time, Toby was sitting on the sofa in the office in his pajamas. He had just gotten up. Al was also sitting on his shoulders with a nightcap on his shoulders. There was a small magazine on the coffee table that was very similar to a giant magazine. , the two pages that were opened and displayed in the college common room were a reduced master version.

There is an extra package on the coffee table, which is the Daily Prophet that the owl just delivered this morning.

"Are you ready?" Toby said with a serious look on his face.

Al opened his eyes hard and looked menacing: "Yeah!"

Toby stretched out his hands and opened the pages of the Daily Prophet, his trembling fingers showing his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

【Bestseller list:】

[1: "Magical Me" - by Gilderoy Lockhart]

[2: "The Giant's Journey" - written by XXX·XXX]

[3: "The Escaped Fire Dragon" - written by XXX·XXX]

Toby looked down patiently.

[49: "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" - Newt Scamander]

[50: "A Vampire's Monologue" - Amarillo Lestoat]

Toby collapsed on the sofa with a cry of "ah", looking seriously injured.

Al read the list again unbelievingly, and finally angrily tore the entire newspaper into pieces with his little paws.

"Yeah! Yeah yeah!"

"Stop it, Al, I would have changed the name if I had known it. "Ancient Magic and Magic Circles" sounds boring as hell. We have to make a new version of "The Quibbler" quickly. We can't waste any more time. Future sales will still depend on it.”

"ah!"

"Oh, by the way, we have to send the half-dead cock back to Hagrid, otherwise it won't be enough before the class is over."

"Yeah!"

"What? You mean Dumbledore? Don't worry, there's no need to worry about him. I've put the magazine in the common room anyway, even if he-"

"What the hell?"

"Even if - Principal, why are you here?"

Toby was sitting on the sofa with his head raised, and in the blink of an eye he saw Principal Dumbledore walking into the office upside down.

He quickly stood up and sat down, quietly exchanging glances with Al.

Dumbledore sat opposite the two, and he said calmly: "Because I noticed that someone removed the bulletin board without permission, without even the minimum application in advance. Let me think about who did this. Thing--ah, it's you, Toby, and I didn't know you were ready to secretly start a newspaper."

Dumbledore stared at Toby with a penetrating gaze. Toby looked away and looked at the crumbs on the floor. He explained: "Newspaper? You mean "The Quibbler"? It's not a big deal, Headmaster. The four copies from the school can be regarded as my donation, and there is no need to pay me any fees."

"I also hope this is just your good intentions." Dumbledore said: "Of course, I have no doubts about your motives for gaining access to information channels in the academy, and I don't need to worry about it, right, Toby?"

"Oh, come on."

Toby suddenly became impatient. He waved his hand and said: "You plan to teach me a lesson again, but I am already a professor at the school. Why don't you see you troublemaking Severus all day long? You went to watch him. How is he like in class? No students like him, I really want to know why you haven't expelled him yet."

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with me, Toby." Snape suddenly walked into the office angrily. He seemed to have arrived by chance. He was slightly confused after seeing Dumbledore, but he quickly accused him.

: "Get that stupid magazine of yours out of the Slytherin common room! I will never allow anything under your control to appear in my house!"

Toby frowned and stared at Snape: "Look at your magnanimity, why don't I see other deans coming to see me -"

"Okay." He said suddenly, handing the master copy on the coffee table to Dumbledore: "Then the headmaster will control the head office, right? From now on, you will be responsible for keeping this master copy. Without your permission, no one will

There is no way to publish anything in the four magazines at school, including the soon-to-be-revised version of "The Quibbler" - why, don't you believe me? The other two master copies are in Mr. Lovegood's and Long's.

This is the last book for Mr. and Mrs. Patton."

Dumbledore did not reach out to take it, and Snape's eyes changed. He said coldly: "What are you planning?"

"Ancient magic." Toby leaned back and said, casually pointing to the torn newspaper on the floor: "I just hope that more wizards can pay attention to ancient magic. I ignored this before.

I know about the archeology, but it turns out that even the news about the self-casting wand has not spread far, this is not acceptable."

"Oh?" Snape's mouth twisted, and he mocked: "Do you want to recruit believers of ancient magic through this method, to recruit believers who are just your own? Just like what the Dark Lord did."

Toby narrowed his eyes and stared at Snape: "It's not impossible. Do you want to see it with your own eyes? Want to see how far I can go on the path of the mysterious man? Or do you plan to become mine?

As for the believers, Severus, I can give you the status of number one believer, which is no better than when you were a Death Eater."

Before the quarrel between the two became heated, Dumbledore suddenly took the master copy into his hands and gave Toby one last look.

"Do you want to talk to me alone?"

"No, principal, this is just a magazine promoting ancient magic. There is nothing to talk about."

"Okay. It's time for us to leave, Severus."

Dumbledore left with Snape with a twisted expression.

Toby and Al stayed in silence for a while, with a light of thought flashing in his eyes.

Al looked left and right, and tested it again with the magic ball. When there was no difference, he quietly opened his belly pocket and took a look inside - the fourth master edition, which is also the most important master edition.

Just stay there.

"ah."

"Yes, that should be no problem. Even if he asks the Longbottoms in person, he can only tell about three master copies. No one knows that the fourth one is with us."

"ah?"

"No, don't underestimate Dumbledore. He knows a lot of things, but he is unwilling to tell us the reason why the Sorcerer's Stone was destroyed, and he is unwilling to let me go find Nick Flamel in person. He probably knows that we are collaborating to deceive him.

.But what can I do? As early as when I was in school, I couldn't do anything about those stupid purebloods, so I had to send them to the school hospital one by one. I don't want to do that, Al."

"I just had to become more Slytherin than Slytherin."