Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 200 Letter, Skeleton, Dark Lord (End)

On the day of Toby's departure, Lockhart, who had lost his memory, was also transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

Under the guidance of a gentle therapist, Lockhart was sent to the Magical Damage Department on the fifth floor.

"You just need to live here," the therapist said while making Lockhart's bed. "You don't need to worry about anything else at all. Oh, and one more thing, remember to stay away from the room inside and don't sneak in by yourself.

,you--"

"Everything is forgotten."

Five minutes later, Lockhart walked out of the hospital wearing a therapist's green robe, a mask on his face, and calm eyes.

But when he came to the street, he panicked a little bit.

"It's over, it's over, this identity can't be used anymore, my bestseller list - no, I have to tell the professor the news quickly, and then find a way to hide it."

He took out the letter paper he had prepared in advance, holding the gorgeous quill pen in his other hand, with the peacock feathers surrounding it forming the shape of his mouth, and swallowed the letter paper bit by bit.

Lockhart then walked to a secluded location, recited a spell when no one was around, and used Apparition to disappear.

——

【Dear Professor:

I really want to tell you some good news, but it's really hard to do.

According to your instructions, during my travels, I specifically found two wizards who knew Dumbledore, cast a forgetting spell on them, and then stole their experiences to write a book.

Things have not gone wrong so far, and I have indeed been recruited by Hogwarts as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but the person recruiting me is not Dumbledore, but Toby Highmore!

I was almost exposed!

At that time, I was still studying the "Ancient Magic" he had written before, which was clearly placed on the table.

Fortunately, Professor Heimer didn't see any problem and just regarded me as a fan of his books.

Well, forget it for book lovers.

Although the mission target appeared a bit suddenly this time, I still successfully approached him.

Later, as you said, Professor Heimer's mood was a bit unstable, and he often did some unexpected things, including book signings and so on. It was really hard to understand - writing a best-selling book.

Isn’t this kind of thing something that can be done simply?

I have to say that maybe his ability is superb, but his writing skills are really not that good, and he doesn't know how to correctly convey what he wants to express.

In other words, he is not understood by others and does not know how to make others understand him.

Subsequently, a series of changes also occurred at Hogwarts.

First of all, Professor Heimer, the unlucky guy, was attacked twice by the monster in the secret room.

Then I inexplicably discovered a diary that belonged to Tom Riddle!

This frightened me so much that I immediately threw the diary into the bathroom, fearing that it would have anything to do with the mysterious person.

Speaking of which, that bathroom is quite nostalgic.

If I hadn't secretly witnessed Professor Haimer's methods, I wouldn't be so eager for strength. You know, I mean real strength, so I was allowed to accept your gifts and teachings later.

Thank you professor.

As for my other discovery, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, turned out to be a Parseltongue!

At that time, in order to avoid causing more trouble, I almost got into a fight with Snape. Fortunately, the new professor who later interrupted us was Angela.

She is so beautiful, so beautiful that she doesn't look like a human being - literally, I suspect she is a hybrid of a wizard and a Veela, no, maybe even rarer than a Veela.

In addition, I also suspect that she is Professor Heimer's lover. The relationship between the two is somewhat unusual. Otherwise, there is really no way to explain why she is willing to help Professor Heimer, even to the extent that he comes upon request.

But compared to what happened next, these were nothing - because I was threatened by Professor Heimer!

He suddenly called me into a special classroom and showed me the killed basilisk, as well as the unconscious Skeeter and Guffey.

To be honest, at that moment I gave up completely, thinking that my mission was about to be exposed.

But now it seems that Heimer only saw through the fake identity - that is, the flashy best-selling author. He has no idea that I am your student, and he has no idea what I am planning.

Unfortunately, it was of no use. I was forcibly imprisoned and had no chance to touch the two skeletons he collected.

Speaking more carefully, his pet also has some problems. It is not as smart as Sniff, and it also has a small shovel made by goblins. It hurts to hit people!

Sorry, Professor, I didn't complete the task you assigned this time. Professor Heimer is actually more difficult to deal with than all the previous targets combined.

Compared with him, Regulus Black was nothing at all. He was a stubborn guy at most, not to mention that he drank poison at the time and took Regulus away without any difficulty.

Next, I'm going to find a place to hide. Can you help me, Professor? I really don't want to fall into Heimo's hands. From all indications, he must be crazy. The little knowledge I learned about magic circles

There is no way to defeat him, not even to resist.

Waiting for your reply.

Your most beloved student, Gilderoy Lockhart, who pitifully asks for help.]

Nurmengard.

In the cell on the top floor, Gellert Grindelwald looked away from the letter. Fire appeared in his hands, burning the letter into ashes.

He walked to the window, which was a very narrow gap in the black stone. Through the gap, he saw Kingsley waiting respectfully under the tower. Next to him was the coffin stolen from Azkaban.

"Open." Grindelwald ordered.

Kingsley immediately did as he was told. He removed the lid of the coffin, and a skeleton slowly came out.

Deeper in the coffin huddled a combination of plant Animagus, Pharaoh mask, and wide hat. They - or rather, it did not dare to move at all.

No matter how much you pursue immortality, you can't beat the wizard who has defeated death.

This is a natural suppression that makes them unable to think of any resistance.

With Kingsley's help, the skeleton slowly rose, flew to the top of the tower, and crawled in along the gaps between the black stones.

Grindelwald dropped a drop of blood on the skull's head, and saw the skeleton gradually transform into Grindelwald himself.

Now, there's a perfect replacement.

Grindelwald's body changed little by little, contracted, squeezed out of the gap, floated outside the window, and looked at the skeleton that had transformed into himself through the gap.

"Ignotus Peverell."

Grindelwald read out the name of the skeleton, one of the three brothers in the story of the Deathly Hallows.

"You just need to stay here, if you can still understand."

Grindelwald, who turned into a skeleton, did not react. He walked to the stone bed and lay down quietly.

Grindelwald himself watched this scene silently outside the window, then slowly fell to the ground, put on the witch robe handed to him by Kingsley, and looked in the direction of Hogwarts.

He murmured:

"I hope you haven't forgotten me Albus."

——

Hogwarts is on holiday.

"That's it," Harry said, walking into an empty carriage and struggling to put his luggage on the rack.

"Need any help?" He turned to Ginny and asked.

"No!" Ron answered loudly for her, then he suppressed his blush, held up his luggage, staggered, and almost fell directly out of the window. Fortunately, Hermione and Harry caught him in time.

In addition to the four of them, there was Luna. She also walked into the carriage and sat between Ginny and Hermione. She picked up Pandora's notebook and started writing.

[I wanted to ask Professor Heimer for the glasses back, but he refused to give them to me.]

Pandora responded: "I believe Professor Heimer has his reasons for doing this. Just wait a moment, dear."

At this time, Hermione asked: "Can you lend me The Quibbler?"

Apart from Luna, not many students have been able to successfully apply for a free copy of "The Quibbler."

Hermione took the magazine and opened it slowly. The first article was about Sirius Black's escape from prison.

This is also the biggest news in the magical world recently. No one expected that Sirius was so powerful that he forcibly destroyed part of Azkaban and disappeared without a trace under the supervision of a group of dementors.

"Alas." Hermione sighed: "It seems that Azkaban is not that good, and it can actually let the prisoners escape so boldly. Are dementors really that powerful?"

She couldn't help but doubt the authority of the Ministry of Magic.

Harry knew what news she was talking about as soon as he heard it. He reminded in a low voice: "It seems that you should be more careful during the holidays. But you don't have to worry about me. I will just stay in the new bedroom honestly.

Know if the Vernons will keep their word."

"That's not easy." Ron said, "All you need to do is mention Professor Heimer to them."

Harry thought of the last time Professor Heimer visited the Vernon family. He would not do this under any circumstances, lest Professor Heimer really killed that family.

He thought it was possible.

But there should be no problem signing the documents for visiting Hogsmeade next semester.

Harry thought happily.

At least you can bring out Professor Heimer and scare them into signing the document honestly.

"Any other news?" Harry asked casually.

"Yes." Hermione said: "The missing Skeeter and Guffey were found. It is said that they entered a special room in Hogwarts by mistake and were sent to a far away place. They almost starved to death in the desert.

- But this room is sealed now, I don’t know which one it is."

This news also involves Hagrid. Since Skeeter and Guffey were found, Hagrid has no suspicion. He has not harmed anyone. He was released from Azkaban and returned to Hogwarts.

Of course, it is impossible for the Acromantulas to stay any longer. They were sent to a place suitable for survival by the principal to ensure that they would not harm innocent people.

It was also because of the incident in the Forbidden Forest that Ginny and Luna sat with them. They discussed the cause of the Acromantula rebellion for a while, but they did not get any conclusive explanation from the professor. It was unclear why.

This is what happens.

"It's all Hagrid's fault." Ron concluded: "I hope he can give up raising these weird animals."

"That would kill him," said Harry.

Gradually, the train reached the end point and stopped slowly.

As long as he passes through the wall, Harry will temporarily leave the magical world.

The Vernon family had been waiting here early. Petunia and Dudley were hiding behind Uncle Vernon, looking around in a panic.

"Boy." Uncle Vernon asked tentatively, "Is it just you?"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked knowingly.

"Totoby Highmore." Uncle Vernon showed great reluctance to pronounce the other person's name: "He's not with you?"

"So you are referring to Professor Heimer." Harry suddenly realized: "He still has something to be busy with, but he asks me to write to him often, and I don't know why."

Seeing Uncle Vernon blushing but speechless, Harry grinned at Dudley.

Anyway, he learned to be shrewd.

"Okay, get in the car." Vernon suppressed his anger and fear and said, "What are you looking at?"

Harry thought he was dazzled when something black flashed across the street and he didn't know what it was.

"Nothing," he said, getting into the car.

The big black dog quietly left the station. It was skinny and looked quite pitiful.

After passing by a butcher's shop, the big dog suddenly slowed down. It turned around and looked around. After finding that no one was paying attention to it, it quickly ran away with a cloth bag in its mouth, at an alarming speed.

But this look was still too eye-catching, so the black dog quietly slipped into a small alley. When it came out again, the bag disappeared without a trace along with the steak inside.

The big black dog walked from day to night, its footsteps gradually becoming heavier.

It finally walked back to a door and opened it with its claws. The strange thing was that the people passing by didn't notice this scene at all, as if they couldn't see it.

This is No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the ancestral home of the Black family. During the war, Sirius's father implemented all the secrecy measures known to the wizarding world.

Although there were still risks, Sirius really couldn't find any other place to stay, especially when he was carrying a burden.

The room was opened and the room was filled with dust.

The black dog turned into a human. He wore a black witch robe that was extremely inconsistent with his dirty appearance. He took out a cloth bag that was much larger than his pocket and walked up the stairs.

When passing by a covered portrait, Sirius deliberately walked very lightly, and then he came to one of the bedrooms on the top floor. The door was painted with silver and green, which was the symbol of Slytherin.

Sirius pushed the door open and saw Toby tied to a chair.

This obstacle alone obviously cannot trap Toby, but his condition is not very good at this time. Although he survived after taking off the Pharaoh mask, the painful damage to his soul still prevented him from recovering immediately.

, it can only become weaker day by day.

Sirius stared at him and said: "You have made so many tricks on a witch robe. No wonder James and I can't defeat you even once."

He threw the bag to the ground, and Toby raised his eyelids and saw the steak inside along the opening.

"Raw." He said weakly, "Is this what you want to eat tonight?"

"Much better than the food in Azkaban." Sirius said coldly.

"I remember you had a house elf who cooked the food."

"Kreacher is not here. He may be dead. His body may be found in the cupboard."

"It's impossible to find him. Even if it's a corpse, we have to find him. Let me go and let me find him."

"Do you think it's possible? I should be more worried than you now."

"I have enemies too"

"What a surprise."

After arguing back and forth, Sirius finally used Toby's wand to conjure up flames and grilled the steak almost once, leaving the taste of blood in his mouth.

Toby chewed the steak feebly, and he suddenly said: "I thought you would kill me, just like I once wanted to kill you, just like you killed James and Lily."

Sirius didn't bother to explain to Toby at all. He threw the bones away, stood up and said, "I will watch you die slowly. Don't expect anyone to come to save you."

Toby spit out the steak and gave a contemptuous smile, completely ignoring Sirius' threat.

At this time, there was a movement from downstairs.

Toby laughed out loud: "They found you."

Sirius ignored Toby's provocation at all. He became alert in an instant, picked up Toby's wand, and quietly walked downstairs until he saw the face of the visitor clearly——

"Regulus?"

He frowned tightly, pointed his wand at the other party and asked:

"Are you a living person or a ghost?"

——

Office of Ancient Magic.

Al stared at the empty playground with a frown, and Toby, who turned into a skeleton, sat behind the desk with a dull expression.

The news that Sirius was released from prison has spread for a long time, but Toby still hasn't come back, and he doesn't know where he is.

Suddenly, Al seemed to have made up his mind. He knew Toby's plan and knew how to find him.

The glasses hang on the bridge of the nose and the small shovel is in the hand.

Al patted his belly hard, and everything he needed to take was there.

It jumped onto the flying carpet and rushed out of the office, its little eyes becoming extremely serious.

"Yeah! (Toby, I'm here to save you!)"