Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 182 Special Training Trio

Rita Skeeter is missing!

Disappeared without a sound!

She didn't even have time to publish a story about Toby before she just disappeared!

Located on the south side of Diagon Alley, next to Whiz Harder Books, there is a head office.

This is also where the Daily Prophet daily newspaper is published.

Editor-in-Chief Barnabas Guffey put down his copy of "The Quibbler," his eyes widening.

The missing person was obviously his own reporter, so why did another newspaper get the news first?!

At the same time, this report also had a big impact on Hogwarts. Because now few people know that the monster in the secret room has been solved, and they don’t know that the classroom where they take the ancient magic class is actually the same

Regarding the passage to the secret room, even the report in the "Daily Prophet" only opened a gap and highlighted the incident of Professor Heimer's attack.

Therefore, not many people know the truth.

Toby, Al, Dumbledore, the trio, and Angela of Wagadu, and of course the real culprit Voldemort.

Even Angela only knew a little bit about it. If Toby hadn't taken her to visit the secret room later, she wouldn't even know where the secret room was.

So, after the news about Rita Skeeter came out, panic spread again in Hogwarts.

You must know that this time there was no petrified body left behind.

Doesn’t this mean that Rita Skeeter was most likely killed?!

The trio knew that this was simply impossible. They had seen with their own eyes that the basilisk was killed by Professor Heimer using a magic circle, and a small part of its head was broken.

But they have no intention of paying attention to this weird news now.

Because Professor Heimer's plan worked.

——At least that's what they think.

After school started on Christmas, all the students in the school, even the first-year freshmen who were supposed to learn the magic circle, did not miss it. They all experienced the changed ancient magic class at least once.

This is all thanks to the trio!

The damn archaeological rules almost drove everyone crazy. Harry once heard Neville reciting the first rule of archaeological rules in his sleep.

But of course the students did not dare to resist Professor Heimer, they were not really crazy.

But the trio did not receive such good treatment.

No matter where they go, they will be looked down upon. Their treatment this time is even worse than last semester when they were deducted a large amount of marks. They were attacked by the collective firepower of four colleges.

Hermione didn't dare to raise her hand to answer questions in class. Ron and Harry both lowered their heads and never raised them again.

This really made Harry feel uncomfortable.

He originally thought he was right, but he turned out to be wrong, even outrageously wrong.

The emotions of shame and sadness made him feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover, he felt that he was the one who had caused Hermione and Ron to suffer. If it hadn't been for his sudden change of mind, thinking that Slytherin was not bad, and his subsequent insistence on going his own way, at least the two friends would not have suffered the same consequences.

Punishment and a chance to take it out.

It was Sunday and everyone else in the dormitory had gone out.

Harry and Ron lay on the bed in silence, sighing one after another.

Harry caught a glimpse of the small cloth bag in Ron's hand, and he asked casually: "Is that the income that Fred and George gave you?"

Ron raised his head and said: "Yes, it's a full Galleung."

The multi-flavor juice was unexpectedly popular. The twins did not break their promise after receiving the subsequent income, and still gave Ron his share. It is estimated that if this continues, Ron will be able to buy one next semester.

A magic wand of my own.

This was originally a good business, but Ron's mood didn't get better. The reason was the same as Harry's - they were too lazy to go out and face those hostile eyes.

Professor Heimer is so cruel. He clearly said it was an archeology class, but he didn’t know what it had to do with archeology. However, he punished the students mercilessly every time and kept the students obedient. Just seeing that there are

This course on ancient magic will make you shiver with fear.

"Just wait until next semester." Ron said hopefully: "Wait until next semester and you can go to Hogsmeade Village. You won't have to get the glares like now."

"Hogsmeade?" Harry asked, "That's the place where Fred and George often go? Is Zuko's joke shop there too?"

"Not only that!" Ron said enthusiastically: "There are also Honeydukes, the Three Broomsticks Pub, and Mrs. Puddieffe's Teahouse - it is said that this is the most suitable place for couples to date -"

"A date?" Hermione suddenly opened the door and walked in: "What date? Are you two planning to go on a date?"

Ron was so frightened that he almost fell under the bed. Harry looked at Hermione in surprise and said, "This is the boys' dormitory, you can't just come in."

"But I can't find you anywhere." Hermione said nonchalantly, waving her hands, and then Harry noticed that she was holding a note in her palm.

"what is that?"

"It's a note left for us by Professor Hemmer." Hermione said cheerfully. This was the first time the two of them had seen a smile on her face recently.

"He asked us to go to the ancient magic classroom as soon as possible. Do you think the professor has finally decided to forgive us?"

The three of them ran happily down the corridor. If what Hermione said was true, that would be great, even if the announcement in the college magazine was taken down!

In the cold ancient magic classroom, Toby turned his foggy head under the hood to the three of them, and he wondered: "When did I promise you to remove the announcement? It will be at least until the end of this semester, right?

Removal will depend on your final exam scores."

The three people stood in a row, and the expressions on their faces suddenly became stiff, and gradually turned into a bitter look.

Harry asked cautiously: "Excuse me, Professor, why did you come to us?"

"Follow me." Toby turned and walked deeper into the tunnel, and the three of them had to follow him.

The magic ball turned into a handful of light and floated next to Toby. As he walked, he said, "I haven't been having a good time lately."

Neither Harry nor Hermione spoke. Only Ron replied blankly, "Not only are we having a hard time, we've all been——"

Before he could finish his next words, the two people around him elbowed him back.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them actually heard Professor Heimer laughing.

"Isn't this a hard time?" He murmured: "It's just a look-down. When I first entered school, I would have encountered more than just this little trouble."

The three of them all know that Professor Highmore is a rare Muggle-born person who was born in Slytherin. Just think about it and know how much bullying he will receive with this special status - not only discrimination from the other three houses, but also discrimination from the other three houses.

There is also hostility among students from the same college.

Hermione's mind became more flexible, and she tried to ask: "Do you want to punish us in this way?"

"Wrong!" Toby said sharply: "Punishment? I have told you a long time ago that I will not punish you. On the contrary, I know your inner thoughts very well-"

He turned around, with thick black mist spreading from top to bottom all over his body, like some kind of terrifying demon king.

"Being noticed, achieving achievements, and letting others think highly of you - it sounds somewhat similar to Mr. Diggory's idea of ​​inspiring Hufflepuff, but your method is more radical and unique, defying all rules and feeling that you are

He is the most correct person, even the older professors are not as smart as him——"

"Don't-don't-don't-stop it, Professor." Ron denied with trembling lips: "We are not like that-"

He really wanted to say evil, but looking at the expressions on the other two people's faces, it was obvious that he had the same idea.

"No, you have." Toby interrupted: "You have too much."

"We didn't." Harry also denied.

"I said you have it, you just have it." Toby was still insisting on his idea.

Hermione blinked. She felt that Professor Heimer was more and more in line with the characteristics just described.

Thinking that he is the right person - isn't that what he does?

The three of them couldn't help but become anxious. They couldn't understand Professor Heimer's intention at all.

But soon, they saw the answer.

A fork in the road suddenly appeared on the side of the already ridiculously large classroom tunnel. After Professor Heimer pushed the stone door open, a spacious room inside was revealed.

Dozens of bludgers were flying around in the air. Long ax armors and two skeletons stood in a queue, both holding wooden broad swords with a magic circle engraved on them that hurt people but would not leave any injuries.

There was a pile of thick books piled up in the corner, like a hill. Al was placing the table in front of the pile of books, turned around and said "Yeah" to Toby.

Toby nodded, looked at the stunned three people and said: "As I just said, you can't change, and you won't change easily. So I plan to change the method, at least let you have the skills

The ability to be reckless, so as to bring more trouble to Dumbledore——"

"What?" Harry said in shock.

Toby was still minding his own business and said: "Otherwise, I will have to wait until long before I want to be the principal, so I can only start with the students. You have the talent to cause trouble. Make good use of this and don't underestimate yourself.

"

Ron's pupils swayed violently: "I said, Professor Heimer should know that we can hear him."

"In short." Toby was still saying: "That's all you can do now, so I have to speed up the process. The specific plan is hidden in this room."

Hermione blinked again, what are these? Last words? Why did Professor Hemmer suddenly let himself go?

Toby took out a broomstick from nowhere, and Harry clearly saw beautiful gold characters engraved on the handle of the broom - Nimbus 2001. This is the broom of the Slytherin Quidditch team, which is bigger than Harry's.

Nimbus 2000 is much better.

"Here you go." Toby stuffed the broom into Harry's arms. Harry heard in a panic: "Take this broom to practice your ability to avoid Bludgers. Your flying talent is very good, but in the game

It's still too embarrassing to be hit by a Bludger. It won't be feasible until you can defeat an entire Quidditch team by yourself."

Harry wanted to say that the match was because of Dobby, but he knew very well that this could not be used as an excuse, because Professor Highmore had known about it for a long time, and it was Harry himself who took the initiative during the last lecture.

Said.

Then there's Ron.

"for you."

Toby handed a mediocre wooden sword into Ron's hands: "I know that few wizards will duel in this way now, but this is the skill of the founder of Godric Gryffindor after all.

and--"

He looked up and down at the overwhelmed Ron for a while: "I really can't tell what kind of talent you have, so I'll just train like this first."

Ron almost cried, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that this was really the case, and using the founder's name could make him feel better.

The last one left was Hermione.

She had long known what would be left to her in the end - that big pile of books, and she was indeed proud of her achievements.

"Here you go." Toby handed her a pair of glasses with half-moon lenses: "Protect your eyes, don't become like Mr. Potter."

Harry was a little speechless, and Hermione was also a little disappointed.

Why just a pair of glasses?

After putting on her glasses, Hermione asked hopefully: "Can I resume my original position, Professor?"

Harry and Ron looked at her strangely, as if asking why they had the time to ask such a question at this time.

"No." Toby refused: "Mr. Diggory is much easier to use than you. He can easily complete the task of checking typos. And I will probably not publish any new books this year, just for magazines."

It will take up a long time of my time."

Hermione reluctantly walked to the table and sat down. She picked up a book and pretended to read it. Al quietly patted her shoulder, a bit like comforting her.

Toby suddenly glanced in the direction he came from: "It seems that someone is coming. You guys should train first, and then they will come every weekend."

After Professor Heimer left, Harry and Ron admired the wonderful feel of Nimbus 2001 for a while, then carefully walked around the armor and skeleton, and quickly asked Hermione: "Do we really not need to stop Professor Heimer?"

?Didn’t you hear what he just said?”

Hermione looked at Al, who was standing aside, and then at the two of them: "How can you be so upright and mean-spirited?"

Al waved his paw, indicating that he didn't care at all.

Sourness?

Harry said anxiously: "How could it be evil? Didn't you find that something was wrong with Professor Heimer today?"

"Oops." Hermione recovered from her grievance, and she buried her head and said, "It won't be a problem. Professor Hemmer was just telling a joke. He was forgiving us in disguise, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered with us.

"

Ron was surprised: "Did I hear correctly? That's Professor Highmore, not Lockhart. How can you be obsessed with two people at the same time!"

Hermione raised her head angrily, and she happened to see someone walking past the door.

"Who is that? I don't think I've seen that person before."

At the same time, Barnabas Guffey, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, was quietly looking at his colleagues around him. He asked: "I wonder what your thoughts are. The Daily Prophet is definitely sincere.

Come on, we can buy "The Quibbler" at a premium and you will never suffer a loss."

He couldn't see the expression on Toby's face through the black fog. He only heard the other party ask: "Put aside the acquisition first, I have something to ask you."

"Just ask."

"Since you are the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, your role in the newspaper must be very important?"

"Of course." Barnabas Guffey said proudly: "The editor-in-chief is the highest position in the newspaper, so naturally it is very important."

"I see." Toby said: "Then if you also disappear, "The Quibbler" will have a chance to occupy more markets."

"What?!"

The trio watched helplessly as the two walked further and further away, further than the fork in front of them, until they disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

They walked back to the table confused and saw Al writing an article quickly——

"The Second Case of Disappearance in a Locked Room—Barnabas Guffey!"

[Recently, Barnabas Guffey, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, came to Hogwarts. He shamelessly attempted to acquire the newspaper. After being severely rejected, he left angrily, but has been missing since.]

The trio looked at Al and then at the parchment.

They stood there blankly, and even Hermione was stunned.

"Why haven't you started training yet?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind them. Professor Heimer came back at some point. He looked at the three of them and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this report?"

Ron looked at Harry from the left and Hermione from the right. All three of them opened their mouths and were speechless.

Toby changed the question and asked: "Well, will you tell this matter?"

This time, Harry and Hermione shook their heads almost simultaneously, and Ron immediately followed suit.

Laughter came from under the hood.

Toby said with satisfaction: "Very good, this is called shrewdness."

The three of them were not sure how they left the classroom. They gathered silently in the common room for a while, but then dispersed without saying anything.

One night, Snape's office received an unwelcome guest.

He was wearing pajamas and asked angrily: "Don't you have a crucible? Do you have to disturb my rest time at this time?"

Toby kept an eye on the heat while throwing the sleepy beans into the tumbling potion.

"Of course I can afford a cauldron." He said, "But wouldn't that leave a clue, and I can't pin the blame on you. Don't worry, Severus, wait until I configure this living hell.

Decoction, I will leave, you should go to bed first."

Snape couldn't sleep, and his eyes became more and more strange.

"Oops." He said, "What did you do to make you fall into your old habits again?"

"Old problem? No." Toby clapped his hands and said, "I feel great now, I have never felt better. My mind can't stop, and new plans will appear every moment. First, Rita Skeeter

, and then Barnabas Guffey, who will be next? It seems that "The Quibbler" has attracted the attention of some people. Do you think the next person will be the Minister of Magic? If so, then

Well, this way you will go to Azkaban, and I can use this opportunity to go with you."

"Shut up!" Snape said angrily, not noticing that Al had quietly come to the back of his head, and raised the small shovel with an excited look——

"boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the returning Dumbledore appeared at the door. Behind him was a mummy tied up - it was the immortal mummy. It was so easily controlled by Dumbledore, even from a distance.

Egypt brought back to Hogwarts.

Toby turned his head and looked over, noticing this scene.

He looked at the mummy and said, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. As a result, my goal of becoming the next principal seems to be very difficult to achieve."

"It's really difficult to handle."