Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 147 Punishment and Confinement

The first Quidditch practice of the new semester was full of situations.

Harry first met Colin Creevey, his number one fan who insisted on following him, and saw the photo he had taken before - a black and white, awkward-looking Lockhart who wanted to sneak out quietly, but was caught by the sea.

Professor Mo clamped his head hard with his arms. In the photo, he was also being stared at by Mr. Al and could not leave. After being punched twice, Lockhart threw his head back and fainted, leaving only Harry.

.Fortunately, Professor Heimer in the photo did not intend to teach him a lesson, and just asked him to stand aside obediently.

Then, after arriving at the Quidditch pitch with other team members, Harry met the Slytherin Quidditch players who came to make trouble, and also met their new seeker, Draco Malfoy.

Seven people swung their broomsticks forward together. Seven brand-new, smooth and shiny broomsticks, with seven lines of beautiful gold letters "Nimbus 2001", dazzled the eyes of the Gryffindors in the morning sun.

This was Lucius Malfoy's "gift" to Slytherin. The Gryffindor team members were speechless for a moment. Malfoy smiled so happily that his cold eyes turned into slits.

At this time, Ron and Hermione also walked over from the lawn to see what was going on.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked Harry, "Why don't you play ball? What is he doing here?"

Ron looked at Malfoy in surprise, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch team robe.

"I'm the new Seeker of the Slytherin team, Weasley," Malfoy said proudly, "Just now everyone was admiring the broomstick my father bought for our team. As for Gryffindor."

He sneered disdainfully: "You may also be able to get some gold to buy a few new brooms. You can redeem the prizes and sell those sweeping five-star brooms. I think the museum will bid for them."

The Slytherin players laughed loudly.

"At least none of the members of the Gryffindor team need to be bought to join the team," Hermione said sharply, "They come in purely based on ability."

Malfoy's proud face darkened.

"No one asked you, you stinking little mudblood." He said harshly.

——

On the grass outside the Quidditch pitch, Toby stopped sharply and looked in the direction of the Quidditch pitch with Al on his shoulders.

"I think I heard someone say mudblood, did you hear that?"

"ah!"

Toby was carrying a cage in his hand. Inside the cage was a dying rooster, tortured by the Pharaoh's mask. If he continued to use it, he would die completely and become a mummified rooster forever.

Just as he was about to walk towards the Quidditch pitch, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Hey! Professor Hemmer! Hey!"

It was Lockhart, who had just walked out of Hagrid's cabin, followed by Hagrid who looked angry, but he himself had an expression of surprise on his face.

"What a coincidence!" Lockhart ran over and said cheerfully, showing his trademark teeth: "I was just teaching Hagrid how to prevent water monsters from drilling into wells. By the way, I told Hagrid about my experience of exorcising female ghosts. As a result,

I met you right here!”

Hagrid took the cage from Toby and snorted loudly.

Lockhart didn't notice Hagrid's sarcasm at all. He winked and said: "I also heard one thing - you made the giant magazine in the college common room, right? This is a great idea,

To be able to more perfectly show the style that a professor should have - I mean, adventurers like us should give students the opportunity to learn more about them."

"It's an archaeologist." Toby reminded: "I am an archaeologist, specializing in exploring ancient ruins - but I just want to talk to you about the adventure stories in the book, which may be useful for my research.

It will be useful——"

"Oh, we'll talk about that later." Lockhart evaded cleverly: "Actually, I came to you for cooperation, Professor Hemmer. Are you interested in publishing my adventure story in the college magazine? Those are some of the

Officially published secret content.”

He emphasized deliberately, as if he was giving Toby this hard-won opportunity.

After hearing Lockhart change the subject, Toby lost interest. He said in a cold tone: "Then you go to Principal Dumbledore. The master copy of the Control Academy magazine is with him. I have to go to Quidditch now."

I took a look at the stadium and it seems that some students said something about mudblood——"

"Oh, are you looking for Dumbledore? Okay, I understand." After finishing speaking, Lockhart followed Toby. It seemed that he had no intention of leaving just like that. He probably felt that Toby was dealing with him casually and wanted to persuade him a little more.

Second-rate.

As for Hagrid, he had already become furious and shouted angrily: "Mudblood?! Or did the students say it?! Do you need help, Toby?"

He waved the cage around, and the rooster inside would probably be shaken to death before it could be cared for.

"Well, I should be able to handle it." But Toby was not going to refuse Hagrid's kindness: "Let's go together, Hagrid. If there are too many people, it will be difficult to handle."

The three of them walked towards the Quidditch pitch together. Along the way, Lockhart deliberately aroused Toby's curiosity, hoping to use his help to increase his popularity.

Al secretly took out a small shovel from his belly pocket several times, but was put back again by Toby's eyes.

Al put it next to Toby's ear, and he whispered angrily: "Yeah."

Toby turned his head and moved his lips up and down a few times: "It's useless not to ask Hagrid to come. The playground is full of students. Yes, let's wait until we can get all the stories out of his mouth."

"Are you chatting?" Lockhart asked in surprise, with a harmless look on his face: "Can it understand what we are saying?"

"Yes - eh, look, what is that?"

Lockhart and Hagrid both turned to look over. Lockhart was still asking curiously: "What? What are you referring to?"

Al was shocked to see Toby stretch out his arm, the magic ball condensed into a magic circle, and a silver shovel that was taller than Toby appeared in his hand. Then, Toby raised the shovel with all his strength and slammed towards him.

The next shot sent Lockhart flying a long distance, and he fell face-first onto the grass, motionless.

"Ah!" Hagrid, who didn't see this scene, shouted loudly. He subconsciously looked back, but saw the same shock on Toby's face. As for the shovel, he didn't know where he had disappeared.

"Why did he fall?" Toby said with a surprised look on his face: "It fell so hard. Could it be that his left foot tripped his right foot? What happened?"

Before Hagrid could recover, Toby immediately ran towards the fallen Lockhart. Al finally had a chance to speak out, his eyes sparkling: "Yeah! Yeah yeah!"

"Keep your voice down." Toby warned: "Who dares to look down on you - 'Can it understand what we say?'" He imitated it in a low voice, and then said: "Now you always know where to stand.

Whose side are you on? Don't mention Angela in front of me in the future, she has gone back to Wagadu - by the way, help me see if any students noticed the attack just now?"

Hermione still didn't understand what was going on, but soon she understood the seriousness of the problem.

"Is that so, Malfoy?" Toby asked.

Under his penetrating gaze, Draco didn't dare to say a word as he resumed his actions.

"Slytherin will be deducted fifty points for this."

Toby said in a cold tone: "As for the rest of you being imprisoned - I am not negotiating with you. The lost training opportunities are entirely your own fault."

His cold gaze swept over Malfoy, Harry, Wood, Marcus and everyone else who wanted to protest.

"As for the specific method"

He squinted his eyes and said, and a lot of plans suddenly came to his mind. He thought it would be interesting for these students to deal with the Lockhart mummy or the Hagrid mummy.

It's a pity that Toby couldn't do this, it would be too conspicuous.

Then, he smiled an extremely terrifying smile, which was completely the opposite of Lockhart.

"I am used to linking the contents of confinement with ancient magic courses - it's time for you to experience it for yourself. This is a special course I have reserved."

"I hope you have carefully prepared the homework I assigned and thought about what kind of magic circle you should use to deal with the mummy cock. Just tonight, you will see me with your own eyes wearing the Pharaoh mask."

Facing a group of frightened students, he added lightly: "Yes, children."

"I'm not kidding."