Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 238 Meeting

237 meeting

The Three Broomsticks Pub, Hogsmeade.

At a table near the corner, Fudge looked out the window uneasily, then took out a gorgeous watch and took a look at it. Finally, he turned his attention to Scrimgeour next to him and asked again and again countless times: "

Are you sure you have people nearby, right? This person has a history of threatening foreign ministers, and no one knows if he thinks it would be fun to do it again."

Scrimgeour was like a lion. He said with authority: "Of course, the village is full of our people. Even Kingsley was brought back from the Department of Mysteries - it's a pity that I couldn't invite Mad Eye."

, he has been retired for too long, and it is said that he is mentally abnormal."

"This may be a good thing." Fudge shook his head and said, "I don't want to see two madmen meet."

They waited in silence for a while under Ms. Romestad's curious eyes. It was not until Fudge drank the third glass of red currant rum that he finally realized something was wrong. He took out his pocket watch and took another look at the movement of the hands.

Bit.

"Why is he late?"

Fudge said confused and uneasy: "Could it be that Heimer is secretly setting something up - a trap?! Is there a trap?"

He turned his head back and forth quickly, looking very funny.

But Scrimgeour did not ignore the problem.

"Tonks!" He shouted loudly, and asked the silver-haired female Auror sitting at the bar to come over. In her hand was a glass of freshly mixed apple juice and rum, with a smile on her face:

"Director, let me tell you, the story Ms. Romesta told is quite interesting. It is a story about a height comparison between a goblin and a dwarf - I'm sorry, director."

Scrimgeour's gaze immediately made Tonks become serious, and she asked seriously: "Any orders?"

"Go outside and take a look." Scrimgeour ordered: "Have the people around you check carefully again and pay attention to see if there are any traces of excavation - Toby Highmore was an archaeologist, and this is his

It is very possible that our special skills have been hidden under our noses."

Tonks rushed out immediately to convey this instruction, and came back not long after.

"Nothing." She asked in confusion: "Is this really necessary? It was fine last time at the Ministry of Magic, and I didn't see that he had any intention of doing anything."

"That's because Dumbledore is also present." Fudge said in an anxious tone: "Toby Highmore trusts Dumbledore, and there is evidence that he has been communicating with Dumbledore for so many years - it is really unimaginable.

How do you tame this kind of guy - unless you are more evil than him."

The last words were whispered by Fudge, and no one but Tonks and Scrimgeour heard them.

The reactions of the two were also somewhat different - Scrimgeour was indifferent and seemed to agree with what Fudge said.

As for Tonks - her mood was written all over her face, her nose turning into a comically sharp angle.

"Mind the occasion!" Scrimgeour warned sternly.

Tonks immediately put away her ability as a Metamorphmagus. Just as she was about to leave with her unfinished cocktail, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow flying in the sky in the distance.

"Is that him?" Tonks pointed out the window and asked, "Why does it look so shaky?"

Fudge immediately stood up nervously. Scrimgeour stared at it for a while with squinted eyes. He suddenly gave instructions: "Let the customers in the store avoid - this is an attack! I say it again! This is an attack on the minister! The carriage is coming towards us.

It’s coming over, but no one knows what’s inside, so everyone takes cover and prepares to fight!”

"Merlin, Merlin." Fudge opened his mouth and said, "I knew it would be like this! I shouldn't have worried so much before. I should have just called him to the ministry!"

"It's too late to say this now!" Scrimgeour asked Tonks to block Fudge behind him. He took out his wand and pointed at the carriage in the sky. It was constantly changing its route, jumping up and down, and you could vaguely see the carriage sitting in front of it.

The coachman - he is truly a black devil! He even has a suicide squad!

Scrimgeour could already see the shadow of the Dark Lord in the other party.

At this time, a vague shout suddenly came from the front of the carriage.

"What is he talking about?" Fudge looked at Tonks and asked.

"If I heard correctly." Tonks said in confusion: "He seems to be asking us to quickly avoid the explosion curse? Real or fake? There will be an explosion curse soon -?"

"boom--"

A loud noise interrupted Tonks' narration, and the carriage in mid-air fell apart and exploded into a ball of intense flames, leaving everyone below stunned.

At this moment, even Scrimgeour didn't know how to respond to Fudge's doubts - What is this, a fireworks display? In broad daylight?

Is this a preview program before the celebration?

"There are people up there." Tonks murmured in shock, "Maybe they were killed by the explosion."

"Soon--"

Remus Lupine rushed out of the flames. His whole body became gray and gray. Underneath was a simple platform and wings made of wooden boards. It was this little trick that saved the three of them from falling to death. As for the Thestral,

They were untied and escaped long before the explosion.

As for Toby and Snape - they were also on shelves made of wooden boards, and they looked much worse than Lupin.

Snape clutched the half-burned "Potion of Evil" tightly, threw it to the ground angrily, and stared at Toby fiercely.

And Toby, who was wearing a torn black witch robe, rushed straight towards Fudge as soon as he hit the ground. Fudge was so frightened that Fudge didn't even take a few steps back to avoid the pair of dark hands, watching helplessly as the other person used force.

While patting his shoulders, he wiped it a few times, making the emerald green witch robe on his body suddenly become dirty.

"Sorry, we're late." Toby said cheerfully, wiping his hands back and forth: "I was delayed for some time on the road. I hope the compensation fee for the carriage will not be too high - by the way, I haven't asked you yet.

Have you tried Gamp wine? How does it taste?"

Fudge stared at Toby's black hands. His tone was stiff and he said with a pun: "It's really not that good."

Toby raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence, I think so too, Minister."

The sensitivity of this title almost prevented Fudge from immediately ordering Toby's arrest, but luckily he was sensible and Tonks' sudden question interrupted him.

"Where's the silver-haired lady?" Tonks looked back and forth and asked, "Didn't she come with you?"

"She needs to work so that she can support herself." Toby said casually: "Let's go, minister, it's time for us to talk about work. Is this the welcome ceremony you prepared for me?" He pointed to the piles around him.

The vigilant Auror said, and at the same time he was very surprised to see Kingsley's face in the crowd.

How could this be? Didn't Dumbledore inform the Ministry of Magic about this man's suspicious identity?

Or, actually, Fudge and Scrimgeour already knew that he was Grindelwald's spy?

It’s really tricky X2.

Toby and Fudge, who looked at each other silently, thought at the same time.

The Dark Devil/Dark Lord is really not that easy to deal with.

——

On the other side, at Hogwarts.

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Al, I'm looking for it - oh, this invisibility cloak is really inconvenient. How can someone walk around wearing it? Wouldn't it be in the way?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"It would be nice to practice a few more times? But there are so many opportunities. Isn't this Professor Heimer's invisibility cloak? He will always use it."

"Yeah? Yeah."

"What? It's Harry's?!"

Ginny's voice was so loud that the passing students turned their heads, but could see nothing except the blank wall.

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it. Tell me, could it be?"

"Ghost? Do you want to say ghost? Are there any female ghosts more troublesome than Myrtle? Come on, go on!"

Seeing the two students running away immediately, Ginny's face turned red little by little, and Al chuckled.

"Found it." Luna said suddenly. She checked the Marauder's Map carefully, pointed to a statue and said: "The one-horned witch statue, that's it!"

The three of them came to the statue. Luna took out her wand and clicked it twice, muttering: "Separate left and right."

Suddenly, the statue's hunchback opened, allowing a thinner person to slip in.

"Yeah!" Al excitedly urged them to get into the secret passage quickly, and he jumped in first.

"Wait for us, Mr. Al—oops!"

Ginny felt that she had slid down the stone slide for a long time, and then fell to the cold and wet soil. Luna's screams were heard from behind, and Ginny quickly got out of the way, even if the surroundings were dark, she could imagine

Get the look on Luna's face: "It was so much fun! I want to play it again!"

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Ginny cast a lighting spell, and then she saw that she was in a narrow and low dirt passage. Mr. Al had already floated to the front on a small flying carpet, turning his head and urging.

They follow quickly.

"I also want to ride on the flying carpet." Ginny muttered, pulling Luna and running over quickly.

"Yeah?" Al turned his head. He looked at the flying carpet under his feet, and then at Ginny and Luna's shoes. He estimated that he still had a long way to go.

"Yeah!" it shouted again, taking out a folded handkerchief from its belly pocket, and then opened it and opened it again, as if it couldn't fully unfold it and it seemed like it had been folded countless times.

"This thing is called Feipa." Luna, who was wearing anti-monster glasses, translated: "It is a magic item specially used for outdoor travel, just like a magic tent."

Ginny climbed onto the floating flying handkerchief lightly, and sat up softly, a bit like a hammock. It was thrilling and full of novelty. When Luna suddenly jumped on it, she was frightened.

Jump and roll along the vortex in the middle.

"look!"

Luna kept talking.

In their eyes, the small flying carpet under Al's feet seemed to have turned into an engine. It could easily pull the flying carpet that was countless times larger and float forward at a much faster speed.

Ginny looked around with surprise, and asked curiously: "What did Mr. Al say again?"

"It said that unfortunately flying carpets are prohibited items in the UK." Luna stared at the bubble text on Al's head and said, "Otherwise, we can change the mode of transportation, and maybe the rules of Quidditch can be changed."

Change the rules of Quidditch? Replacing broomsticks with flying carpets?

It felt as if every player could be a keeper and a batsman, and oh yes, there was also a Seeker - just trap the Golden Snitch with a flying carpet and score points.

Al chattered and told them many stories along the way, including magical items that were also banned in the UK. In fact, he hid many of them and no one could find them.

Ginny doubted it - where else but Mr. Al's belly pocket?

"Yeah." Al shook his paws from side to side, showing a mysterious smile. Unfortunately, this time Luna couldn't see the text on the top of its head, which was covered by Al.

"We seem to be almost there." Ginny said reluctantly. She felt that the direction of flight was gradually rising, and she didn't want to leave Feipa so soon. It was so fun to sit on, and it was not like Gringotts' cart.

Thrilling, or disgusting.

A minute later, Feipa came to the bottom of a dilapidated stone staircase, which extended to an invisible place above. Along the stairs, Al asked Feipa to slow down a little, and at the same time asked Ginny and Luna to sit down.

Steady, don't accidentally fall down - there seemed to be a lot of stairs, Luna said suddenly: "Tell me, if we dig under the stairs, will we find the bones of the people who fell to death?"

"

Ginny immediately showed an expression of disgust and fear.

"It's archeology." Luna said, "Isn't this also archeology? This secret passage must have existed for a long time. Aren't you curious about who built it? It couldn't have started from the time of the founder.

"

"Yeah." Al said without looking back.

Before Ginny could ask, Luna explained: "It seems unlikely - Hogsmeade was established at a later time than Hogwarts. At first, there was only one bar here, and it didn't seem possible.

It’s too much like the end of this tunnel and has nothing to do with the founder.”

"Mr. Al knows so much," Ginny sighed.

Slowly, the three of them finally reached the top of the stairs, where there was a trap door. After pushing the door open, they discovered that it was the underground storage room of a store, filled with candies and snacks.

In order to avoid wasting time here, Al promised to buy each of them a large bag of candies before returning to school.

With almost no danger, the three of them finally squeezed out Honeydukes from the crowd. The next thing was much easier. They just needed to find a place to buy wine for Mr. Al.

But where should we go?

Ginny saw the Three Broomsticks sign in the distance, but before she could speak, Al stopped her. It quietly hid under the invisibility cloak and pointed, allowing Ginny to see the remaining traces of the explosion on the ground and inside the glass window.

Several people are talking.

Toby picked up a glass of lava-like liquor and took a sip under Fudge's surprised gaze. He let out a pleasant cry, and his ears and eyes glowed red, exuding heat. Lupine sat down without leaving a trace.

A little further away.

"Celebration, yes." Toby put down his cup and said, "Hogwarts has specially prepared a program."

"What show is it?" Fudge asked tentatively, thinking that it would be fine as long as it didn't cause too big a problem.

"yes--"

Toby suddenly turned around and looked out the window, his eyes narrowed little by little.

"What's wrong?" Scrimgeour also looked over immediately, and then the remaining people also turned their gazes, but there were only scattered students outside the window, and it didn't look like there was a character that attracted Toby.

"It should be an illusion." Toby turned around and said: "Oh, by the way, drama. Yes, I have already thought about the specific show. The plot will be a bit complicated, but the name is still easy to come up with -"

"It's called The Legend of Sirius."