Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 213 Black Devil Club

It was no accident that Harry's devil was able to defeat the dementors.

"I heard screams coming from far away, terrible, panic, and pleading screams. I wanted to help the man, but I couldn't move. Fortunately, I could still move my mouth, so I subconsciously used the snake

I summoned the devil in the clarinet, and then I woke up and saw the runes beating the Dementor away, as if to tear it apart."

After listening to Harry's words, Toby habitually taught: "It sounds not much different from what I imagined. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of emotion. Dementors have aroused some indescribable emotions in your heart."

and memories, but these negative things turn into power and become a more powerful devil, at least more powerful than what you usually summon."

"Memory?" Harry asked doubtfully, "You mean those voices are not hallucinations?"

"It is possible." Toby said: "After all, when something happens, you are only a baby, so it is difficult to recall it."

Harry stopped talking.

He silently wondered whether those voices were those shouted by his father or his mother.

This made Harry feel a little uncomfortable.

Toby patted Harry's shoulder again and said with rare comfort: "Keep these pains in mind, it will make you stronger, but don't indulge in them, lest you sink deeper into it - this is the meaning of the Patronus Charm.

It makes sense, so I set an exam related to the Patronus Charm last semester."

Harry nodded silently. The Patronus Charm could counteract the negative effects of ritual magic, but it was a pity that he could not summon his own Patronus yet.

After a while, Hermione and Professor McGonagall also came out together.

Toby took another look at Hermione and found that she was a little excited.

So Toby deliberately slowed down, and Professor McGonagall understood and walked slower. Hearing Toby ask in an inaudible voice: "Maybe I shouldn't ask more - but the school already has ways to solve the problem of too many course selections.

Is there a problem?"

It is easy to guess that Hermione is not generally studious.

Moreover, someone has had a similar experience.

"I remembered." McGonagall also whispered: "You also encountered this problem when you were a child. You wanted to choose every class again. Later, it was Horace who advised you not to do this. That's right, Toby,

There is a solution now, but don't tell others - the time turner, which was specially approved from the Ministry of Magic, is mainly due to Principal Dumbledore, who made it possible."

Toby stared at Hermione's back. He blinked and said in an envious tone: "Students today are really happy. If they have enough energy, they might be able to complete double the homework."

After several people returned to the auditorium, Professor Flitwick had just walked out of the auditorium holding an antique hat and a three-legged stool. It seemed that the sorting ceremony was over, and they did not hear the Sorting Hat's song this year.

Harry and Hermione walked to the long table in Gryffindor House and sat down next to Ron. Before they could speak, they saw Dumbledore stand up after Toby and McGonagall sat down.

He obviously had important news to announce, otherwise he would usually leave it until after the dinner, so as not to delay the students' meal time.

"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, the candlelight shining brightly on his beard. "Welcome back to Hogwarts! I have a few things to tell you all, one of which is very important, so

I thought it would be best to clarify this before your brains become muddled by your delicious feast."

Dumbledore began to tell about the Dementors. They came from Azkaban and were sent by the Ministry of Magic to perform official duties. Everyone knew that this must be related to Sirius Black.

Then Dumbledore began to introduce this year's new professors - one was Remus Lupin, and then Hagrid, who was in charge of the Care of Magical Creatures class. The latter received warm applause from Gryffindor, as for the former -

—Snape's eyes wanted to kill Lupine.

Toby could completely understand this. If there was no need to communicate, why would Snape have to help Lupine prepare the Wolfsbane potion?

It's fine if it's not poisoned.

"And one more thing!"

After the applause gradually subsided, Dumbledore announced loudly: "From now on, the school board system of Hogwarts will be abolished and will be replaced by the Dark Devil Foundation with the participation of Professor Hemmer, me, and all the professors of the school.

.Now it's your turn, too, children—Toby, do you want to tell it yourself?"

Under the complicated and frightened gazes of the students below, Toby stood up and said, "Then let me do it, principal."

He put his hair in front of his eyes, showed a big smile and said: "My dear students, it is time for you to make a contribution. The same Black Devil Foundation will allow students to participate. You should all have seen the wish

box, which not only provides enough funds for the school, but also a lot of bonuses and commissions - yes, you heard it right, children, as long as you are creative enough and invent prizes that meet the standards, you will be rewarded

And be rewarded.”

"To this end, I will separate an organization specifically for students from the foundation - the Black Devil Club. Then my most trusted students will serve as ministers for this semester, and they may even have the opportunity to receive my personal guidance -"

When he said this, Toby paused deliberately. He saw the expectant expression on Harry's face, Cedric's suppressed excitement, and Luna's gaze staring directly at him.

Okay, let’s ignore the last one.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Toby announced loudly: "He will be my assistant for this semester and the person who will be responsible for this matter next."

Draco didn't look happy at all when he was called.

After a brief silence, everyone except the Slytherin table erupted in strong protests.

"He's only in third grade!"

"Why not Cedric! He made a self-casting wand!"

"Shouldn't we choose Harry Potter, Professor? He is more in line with the heir of Slytherin - well, when I didn't say this, don't get excited, Harry."

"Ravenclaw——"

"Shut up! It's none of your business!"

The auditorium suddenly became noisy. Toby glanced around and sat down with satisfaction. Finally, Dumbledore announced the start of the dinner, suppressing the noise a lot, but he still couldn't help the students whispering secretly underneath.

"how so?!"

Ron angrily picked up a chicken leg and bit into it viciously: "How could the professor choose Malfoy? How could he treat other students fairly, and I still expect to make a lot of money!"

"Making a fortune?" Although Harry was a little disappointed, he was even more confused about Ron's words.

"Yeah." Ron took out his new wand and said, "Look at this, willow wood, fourteen inches long, with a unicorn tail hair inside. This is the first time I've bought it with my own money.

stuff. I can’t stop at all and am getting ready to do something big!”

"Wake up!" Hermione reminded, knocking on the glass bowl: "It's only for this semester, and maybe the candidates for the next semester will change. Besides, with our level, there is no way to come into contact with alchemy, so it should be...

Only students who are about to graduate will learn a little bit of content, which means——"

"Magic circle!" Harry suddenly said: "All this is for us to learn the magic circle!"

"Perhaps some ritual magic will be added." Hermione said worriedly: "But the devil can't make a deal. I really regret it. How can a flame bottle compare to a self-casting wand? I have never learned it.

Ritual magic is more reliable, otherwise it would not be as important as Diggory in the professor's heart. If I had known better, I would not have gone on the trip and would have received tutoring with you."

Hermione was still thinking about Cedric's status, but Ron didn't think so: "I knew Professor Highmore wouldn't completely ignore Slytherin House and give such a big gift as soon as he came up - you know the wish box

How profitable is it?”

Before the two of them could ask questions, Ron said mysteriously: "In just such a period of time, it is estimated to be nearly ten thousand galleons. This is what my father told me. The ministry seems to have a special assessment. If it weren't for the

If the goblin was in the way, he might have been targeted a long time ago."

"So much?" Hermione thought of her pocket money.

"It shouldn't be that exaggerated." Harry reminded: "There are ten Firebolt prizes alone. These alone cost a lot of money. There are also the costs of other prizes, plus the school's expenses. The professor should earn

Not much. And, haven’t you noticed?”

"What?"

"Look at Malfoy, I don't think he is taken care of at all. He seems to be quarreling with the people around him."

——

"Draco, why have you never mentioned this?" A senior student approached and asked: "How did you get the appreciation of Professor Hemmer? Tsk, tsk, tsk, Black Devil, you really don't hide it. You

Do you want to be his successor? Sounds good—"

"Shut up!" Draco scolded angrily: "Go away and stay away from me!"

Just as the student was about to get angry, he saw Crabbe and Goyle clenching their fists at the same time. Although their mouths were bulging, their size was already intimidating enough.

After he was no longer disturbed by others, Crabbe picked up a piece of pie and asked: "Boss, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, boss." Gower answered: "The minister of the Black Devil Club sounds very majestic. Who else will dare to mess with us again in the future?"

"Who else!" Draco lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to be targeted by everyone, or are you willing to see Professor Black-Hammer every day?"

The two of them couldn't understand the first half of the sentence, but the second half still scared them enough.

"Be careful in the future!" Draco stared at them fiercely and said, "Don't let me know that you are using this excuse to fool people, otherwise once I am implicated, I will never let you feel better!"

At the same time, it was also very lively at the teacher’s table.

"Ha! The Dark Devil Club!" Professor Flitwick chuckled and said, "You can think of it! I didn't expect you would actually use this name!"

Toby shook his head and said it didn't matter: "Just let them shout as they please, and don't care about other people's eyes. This is what you taught me."

Flitwick was immediately moved to tears.

"I still maintain my previous view." Professor McGonagall said rigidly from a distance away: "It is a good thing to involve more students, but it cannot delay the usual homework. Just dealing with these is enough for the students.

It’s so numb.”

"Are you considerate of them?" Professor Sprout asked curiously: "You finally understand how harsh you are?"

"Of course not." McGonagall replied expressionlessly: "It's just that students are too lazy and too few are hardworking. Especially outstanding students like Toby are even rarer."

By the way, although he started studying ancient magic when he was in school, Toby has never fallen behind in his usual course grades and has always been excellent. Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive safely during the subsequent archaeological studies.

That's not entirely due to ancient magic.

"Did you hear that?" Toby pointed at Al's body with his fingers and said, "Listen carefully, how I usually work hard."

Al glanced at him sideways, grabbed another rib and gnawed on it, not bothering to answer.

At this time, an inappropriate voice sounded.

"Just wait and see." Snape stared at Toby with a cold look: "Just don't close down Hogwarts. You will become the biggest hero in history."

Toby responded lazily: "Even if you don't believe me, you should trust the principal, right? Let's not talk about when the school board was established, and when did Hogwarts start to be controlled by others? Are you?

Do you suspect that the principal has ulterior motives? Do you think the principal can't see your little thoughts? He doesn't have the foresight like you do?"

At the end of the sentence, Toby suddenly pointed at Snape's livid face from a distance: "Okay, you Severus! You actually think you are better than the principal! You dare to usurp the throne in front of everyone!"

Snape immediately retorted: "Do I think so? Or are you already doing it?!"

At this time, Dumbledore coughed twice and stopped the unprovoked quarrel between the two.

"I think we've discussed this," he said. "I saw firsthand how Armando Dippet, the previous president, was embarrassed in front of the school board, and we all agree.

Toby's decision is beneficial to the school. Moreover, the decision about the position of principal is no longer restricted to outsiders, but is made collectively by the professors in the school, just like the teachers who held the

The process of the commendation ceremony is also more reasonable. Let us continue to enjoy the feast."

Toby withdrew his gaze with satisfaction. He looked to the other side and happened to see Lupine staring at him with a complicated look.

Well, Harry's devil hasn't been fully revealed yet, and it seems he has to find a time to have a good talk with the new professor.

Hopefully this time will be easier than Lockhart's time.