Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 218 Malfoy and Pettigrew

Slytherin House dormitories.

Draco took a deep breath, put down the blank parchment, and pursed his lips tightly.

After today's experience, he knew that writing to his father was useless and Lucius could not help him.

Professor Heimer had Lucius under control. He was a completely unruly person. Just that home visit during the holiday scared Lucius out of his wits.

The same goes for Draco.

He went to Dean Snape to ask for help, at least to get rid of this annoying ministerial position, but Snape couldn't help him either.

"This is part of the deal." Snape said: "Your father did something that harmed Toby. Toby has been very restrained. Remember, never try to mess with him again."

So who could Draco turn to for help?

Dumbledore?

Draco knew that Dumbledore could definitely cure Toby, but how could he really go to the principal. Putting aside the temporary suspension last semester, the conflict between Lucius and the principal alone could not make Draco

Laco made this decision - they had been disagreeing on the issue of the student's bloodline, which was very unpleasant.

But this is the first day of school!

How can he happily bully others like this? With the pen of truth, anyone can take up his time as they please. Only when he is eating can he be protected.

You also have to eat on time!

It's so abominable!

At this time, Draco heard a movement outside the door. He nervously picked up his wand and pointed it at the door.

Crabbe and Goyle were ordered by him to stand outside and guard the door, lest any blind guy dared to disturb him while he was sleeping. If they could not subdue each other due to their size, they would let the other person in, Della

The department will immediately give the opponent a severe curse and make the blind guy go to the campus hospital for a period of time.

This plan was a bit crude, but Draco couldn't care less. He didn't want to have a good night's sleep.

Because this is the first day of school!

"Boss!"

Draco heard Crabbe shouting from outside: "This time I'm not here to review the prize. The person here is Pansy, and she has a message for you from Professor Hemmer."

"Let her in." Draco put down his wand, knowing that he could not stop Professor Hemmer's message.

Pansy is considered a member of Draco's little gang, but her position is a bit like a marginal figure, and she is also Draco's little fan girl.

The school does not ban girls from entering the boys' dormitories, which is a weird rule because the founders feel that girls are more reliable than boys.

After Pansy walked in, she worried about Draco's injury for a while, which made Draco upset.

"That's almost all good." Draco said impatiently.

"You are so brave." A look of admiration appeared in Pansy's eyes, and then she said: "Professor Heimo asked you to go to his office. By the way, your father seems to be there too."

"What?" Draco was angry at Pansy's stupidity: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

He left the dormitory in a hurry. It would be fine if he was the only one, but why did his father come?

"Hey Draco, come and see my-"

"Goyle, Crabbe, stop him!"

"Yes, boss!"

"Ok, no problem!"

——

Office of Ancient Magic.

There is a quarrel going on here.

However, among the two parties arguing, only Lucius shouted loudly, showing the fact that he lacked confidence.

"I have helped you dissolve the school board of directors, what else do you want? Do you really think you can compare with the Dark Lord and make me your subordinate easily?! This is not included in the three previous requirements!

We agreed in advance!”

Among the three previous requests, one asked Lucius to tell him who had tipped him off in the first place, and the answer was Regulus.

The second request is to use Draco, who is now the Minister of the Black Devil Club.

The third one was to dissolve the school board. For this, Lucius was under a lot of pressure. Without the help of Hogwarts itself, he would never have been able to complete this task.

This is something Lucius has always wondered about. How could Dumbledore agree to let Toby mess around?

In the face of Lucius's roar, Toby just smiled casually. He fiddled with the locket in his hand with his fingers. Lucius was frightened by the sight. His tense cheeks leaned back slightly, away from the locket.

The distance between them is farther.

"You'll agree." Toby simply said.

Soon, Draco came over panting.

Lucius understood what Toby meant as soon as he saw him.

"Are you going to threaten me?" he asked angrily, "Threatening me with my child?"

Toby glanced at him and said calmly: "But this method works well, doesn't it? Come closer, Draco."

Draco walked to the table and looked at Lucius with pleading eyes.

Lucius put his palm into his robe, clenching the wand with his fingers and unclenching it repeatedly, his face uncertain.

Toby looked at them and spoke again: "I already know what you went through today, Draco. It seems that you didn't have a good first day of school, but I have a way to solve this problem. Do you want to hear it?

Do you want to listen?"

He obviously wasn't really asking Draco's opinion, because in the next second, a black notebook floated out from Toby's drawer and automatically landed in front of Draco.

"This book is called the Book of Falsehood, and it is matched with the Pen of Truth. If you carry it with you at all times, the Pen of Truth will no longer control your arm, but will write the review results on its own.

It’s on the book. And the words can’t be seen by anyone, only me.”

Draco immediately understood that as long as he had the Book of Falsehood, he would be completely free! He no longer had to be occupied by the review of those prizes! Even his usual true thoughts would not be made fun of by others - except for Professor Heimer,

But what other options did Draco have? There seemed to be none.

Just when he was about to take the notebook away, Lucius suddenly pressed it down. Lucius's eyes widened. This black notebook reminded him of the item originally hidden in his secret room, which was also Voldemort's.

What was given to him was related to the Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts.

It's Tom Riddle's diary.

"Don't worry." Toby said casually, "You have a share, too."

Another black notebook floated out of the drawer, identical to the false book given to Draco.

"This is an incredible book. It's called the Book of the Black Devil. It's just the first one now, and there may be more in the future. Take it, Lucius. It will be used as a tool for communication between you and me in the future.

It’s much easier to write letters.”

Lucius suddenly didn't understand. How could there be two Riddle's diaries?

He asked Draco to take the Book of Falsehood and leave the office first, and wait for him at the door.

When only Toby and Lucius were left in the room, he picked up the Book of the Dark Devil and asked: "Are you imitating the Dark Mark?"

"Don't ask so many questions." Toby fiddled with the locket and said, "It's not your turn to ask this kind of question now. You just need to nod or shake your head. There is still one minute for you to think carefully. I

You don’t have as much patience as you think.”

Time passed minute by minute, and Lucius was sweating profusely.

He finally understood that as long as Toby was still at Hogwarts, he would have no way to escape Toby's clutches, unless Draco was transferred to another school from the beginning.

But it's too late to say anything now.

"I promise." Lucius said decadently.

In the face of the satisfactory answer, Toby finally put the locket away. This made Lucius breathe a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to face that kind of inhuman fear again.

"Very good." Toby said: "Next, you register a company, add the name Black Devil Foundation, and choose the office location in Diagon Alley, preferably next to Obscurus Books. There is this

With the name, the Black Devil will not appear so obtrusive."

"Just do these things first. A goblin will come to you in a few days. His name is Weiqi. From now on, you will work under him and he will teach you how to do it."

Lucius's face was livid. He didn't expect Toby to humiliate him like this - letting the Malfoy family work under the hands of goblins?

"It's interesting, isn't it?" Toby smiled: "Do you feel now that becoming a Mudblood's subordinate doesn't seem so bad?"

Lucius did not answer the question. He lowered his head and unknowingly returned to his former role as a servant before the Dark Lord.

"Hold the Book of the Black Devil." Toby finally reminded: "This is something you only have, remember this."

Lucius vaguely realized that he had become an informant keeping an eye on Wichita.

"Go." Toby ordered: "You will thank me for this decision in the future. By the way, there is one more thing. You must continue to control your connections in the Ministry of Magic. I know you don't have enough gold now."

There are many, but there are many foundations, more than you can imagine.”

After Lucius also left, Toby took out the locket again and looked at it repeatedly.

"Fear. You are so useful that I can't bear to destroy you."

He took out the real Riddle's diary and the pen of admission to Hogwarts, and put these three things on the table, thinking about the task Dumbledore had given him - to find Voldemort.

and many more similar items.

At the same time, Toby was silently waiting for someone.

Time slowly came to late at night, and there was a sudden noise in the cabinet in the corner. Then, a shouting Al and a confused Angela walked out of the cabinet.

Angela was holding a copy of the Daily Prophet in one hand, and a cage in the other hand. Inside was an old-looking mouse with a toe missing, and the Weasley family in the newspaper.

The mice in the photo look exactly the same.

Toby took the cage, looked at it carefully for a while, raised his head and said gently: "Thank you for your hard work, Angela."

Angela asked doubtfully: "You asked Al to find me just for such a simple thing? Can I catch a mouse for you?"

"Of course it's more than just that." Toby deliberately pretended to be Dumbledore's tone and said: "I have some guesses, very interesting guesses. Now even I don't know whether I should hope that those guesses are true."

Angela was confused when she heard this. She saw Toby holding the cage suddenly disappear, and realized that Toby had cast the Disappearance Spell.

But she didn't see the magic ball, and she remembered that Toby's disguise spell was not that powerful and could not last long.

After the office door was closed by the invisible Toby, Angela asked Al: "Where is your magic ball?"

Al shook his head regretfully: "Yeah (lost it)."

"What?!" Angela said in shock: "Where is my scepter?"

Al looked at her dissatisfied: "Yeah (that's Toby and I's scepter)."

"Did you lose the scepter?" Angela asked anxiously.

Al rolled his eyes and suddenly nodded vigorously: "Yeah (what a pity, it was lost too)."

Angela immediately gritted her teeth, grabbed Al and rubbed his head hard: "You are lying! You want to lie to me again! Did Toby tell you to do this?"

The office suddenly became noisy.

When Toby came back again, what he saw was Al sitting on the flying carpet flying high. Angela kept shooting spells with her wand, trying to catch Al again.

As soon as she saw Toby appear, Angela jumped on Toby, rummaged through his pockets, and kept shouting: "Where is my scepter? Where is my scepter?"

"What do you mean your scepter?" Toby's tone was exactly the same as Al's. He pushed Angela's head away and said angrily: "Lost it! Lost it all! You can never find the scepter again.

Got it!"

Angela's body suddenly froze, looking lost: "How could it be really lost? Then I would never know who I am."

Toby frowned and looked at her for a few times, then found Al winking at him, and immediately understood what was going on.

Angela was still wailing: "The temple has collapsed, the guards have disappeared, and even the only clue has been lost by you. You give me back my scepter! You give me back my scepter! Wow!"

Woo——"

"Go, go." Toby pushed Angela away in disgust, so as not to let the witch robe get wet with tears and snot: "Forget it, Al, hurry up, show her the scepter, remember not to be

She took it away, otherwise I don’t know how she died.”

As soon as Angela saw the scepter being taken out by Al from his belly pocket, she immediately hugged it tightly with hands and feet. Al grimaced and grabbed the crown decoration on the top of the scepter, and quickly waved to the skeleton to come over for help, lest he was really killed.

Angela accidentally snatched it away.

Toby didn't watch the farce. He was staring at the sleeping rat Spots in the cage.

In just a short time, he had quietly sneaked into the Gryffindor dormitory and exchanged Scabbers with the previous mouse without anyone noticing.

The fat lady was so sleepy that she probably didn't even know someone had broken in.

As for the password, it couldn't be simpler. Neville Longbottom was willing to give his life for the great ancient professor of magic.

Toby poured Scabbers out of the cage, fiddled with it twice with his wand, and then reminded the two people standing aside: "Come over and help, it will be bad if it accidentally escapes."

Angela subconsciously pulled the scepter a few times, but Al and the skeleton held it tightly, preventing her from succeeding.

She had no choice but to grip her wand angrily, and her other hand was not idle as she took Toby's shovel.

Al stood at the other end of the room, holding his own small shovel in his hand as well.

The skeleton was guarding the door, trying hard to look like "I am strong", with its thin arms stretched out and its mouth open. It also called another headless skeleton over and stood in front of it.

.

After everything was ready, Toby took a deep breath, pointed the wand at Banban, and shot out a blue light.

For a moment, Banban stopped in mid-air, his little gray body twisting wildly, wailing in his sleep - the mouse fell to the ground, and there was another dazzling flash, a head came out, and limbs came out, too.

A short man appeared in the place, with matted sparse hair and a large bald patch on top. He looked wrinkled and his skin was dirty.

Peter Pettigrew screamed in pain a few more times. He vaguely saw the figure of Toby Highmore, but that was impossible. No one knew what his Animagus was. Even if he knew, it would be impossible.

I discovered that I had deliberately broken off my finger.

So Pettigrew closed his eyes again, hoping to wake up from his sleep quickly.

At this moment, a glass of ice water was poured on his head, and a cold questioning voice sounded at the same time: "Are you still going to pretend to be asleep? What I pour on your head next time will be more than just ice water."

Angela looked at this scene dumbfounded: "When did you learn this kind of magic? But turning a mouse into a wizard?"

"Yeah, yeah." Al explained a few words from a distance, and then saw Toby stepping on Peter's feet, who was gradually waking up, squatting down, and pointing the wand at Peter's face.

"I'm not me." Peter was so frightened that tears flowed out.

"It seems that your time at school was not in vain." Toby stared at Peter closely and said: "Black Devil, yes, they are talking about me."

"Toby Highmore." Peter's voice was high and thin, and he tried to pretend to be happy and said: "I haven't seen you for many years. It's so rare-ah!"

His hair was pulled hard by Toby and he was knocked hard back and forth on the floor several times, making him dizzy.

Al shook his head and clucked a few times. There are always stupid guys like this who think they can escape successfully with just words. If it's that simple, it won't be enough for him and Toby to die seven or eight times.

Angela just frowned slightly. If she was so unable to understand the current situation, it would be impossible for Toby to take her on an archaeological expedition.

After being tortured, Peter immediately became more honest.

"Tell me." Toby said fiercely: "Who asked you to leak the secret in the first place?"

"Yes." Pettigrew screamed and howled: "It's Gellert Grindelwald! I don't know why I was targeted by him! But he can always find me! It was he who asked me to leak the secret."

Toby's eyes flickered twice.

Only then did he finally tell his interesting guess: "What about James and Lily? Are they still alive?"

"I don't know." Pettigrew shook his head and said, "I really don't know. I don't know what happened next. I can only hide."

Toby slowly stood up, and he ordered Al and Angela: "Let him turn into a mouse again and put him in a cage."

After saying this, Toby walked towards the door, and both the skulls with heads and the skulls without heads got out of the way.

But after walking a few steps, Toby suddenly stopped again, turned around, walked behind the desk and sat down, frowning and staring at the mouse in the cage without saying a word.

"What's going on?" Angela came over and asked worriedly.

"Because of Regulus." Toby said something Angela couldn't understand: "If he is alive, maybe others are too, so I guess Lily and James may not be dead either. But now

But it’s a bit unclear.”

Angela knows who James and Lily are, and also knows the name of Gellert Grindelwald.

"Did you just want to go to Dumbledore?" she asked, "ask Dumbledore to help solve Grindelwald's problem?"

Toby leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and took a deep breath.

"It's too late." He closed his eyes and said tiredly: "I knew how Dumbledore could agree to the name Dark Devil. It turns out that he has been replaced a long time ago."

"Now it's just us. It's just us."