Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 246 Where is Leif?

After successive preparations for the first and second academic years, the ancient magic class officially entered the content of ritual magic.

According to Professor Heimer's explanation, ritual magic is a relatively dangerous type of magic. Only students who pass the emotional test of the patron saint can continue to learn. It is a pity that he did not notify this news in advance, otherwise it is difficult to say whether there will be students who would not take the ancient magic class.

And intentional failure - but it is difficult to say whether Professor Heimer will turn a blind eye to this, or lock that person up for a whole semester.

In this year's ancient magic class, Professor Heimer mainly taught two parts. One is that the magic circle items made by the students themselves will become their scepters, which is easier to control, but the specific method of use varies from person to person.

For example, Harry's flute must be in Parseltongue to work.

As for the second item, it is the magical divination in ancient magic. That divination and Trelawney’s divination class all stole the limelight - no one knew that Professor Heimer actually had such interesting divination.

Method - Divination of good luck, and it is a rare universal ritual that anyone can easily do.

The only pity is that this method of divination is far from being a well-known prophet. Many students have tried it, but they can't even predict whether tomorrow's weather will be good or bad - especially Wood, who

He was going crazy. The bad weather made Quidditch training go very wrong. This made him worried because it was his last year at Hogwarts and he really wanted to win this year's Quidditch.

cup.

I just don't know how Wood would react if he knew that Harry was going to be in confinement for a long time - Harry didn't dare to tell him the news yet, for fear that he would see Wood involuntarily summon the devil, rush out and strangle himself to death.

, or settle accounts with Snape.

Originally, during dinner, Harry used ritual magic to divine three times, but the results were different each time - but the degree was somewhat similar, bad, very bad, extremely bad.

Nothing good will happen.

This made Harry attach great importance to tonight's ancient magic class. He hoped to learn more skills from Professor Heimer, preferably magic that could change the wizard's mood, so that Wood would also laugh when he heard the news.

Be happy instead of being angry enough to be hospitalized.

Not just Harry, almost all the students guessed that tonight's class would be very different - changing the location of the class was a very obvious symbol - they changed classrooms last semester, and as a result, that series of classes became

The psychological shadow of many people - it's the mummy, the Pharaoh's mask, or the flame ball later, it's really difficult for the little wizard.

The students by the campfire saw Professor Heimer and Lupine separated from a distance. One was walking towards them, and the other seemed to be walking in the other direction of the playground. After Professor Heimer arrived, Lupine also disappeared into the darkness.

, I don’t know where I went.

This should be Lu Ping's deliberate detour, but the students don't know Lu Ping's other identity.

Neville couldn't help but asked excitedly: "Does Professor Lupine plan to surprise us later?"

It can be seen how popular Lupine is among the students.

But surprises - don't let Lupine rush to the Shrieking Shack in time, otherwise there will be too many surprises.

"Professor Lupine is sick." Toby said, using the excuse Lupine used when he was in school: "He went to the hospital. It will probably take a few days."

The wailing sound below was somewhat obvious.

"What's wrong?" Toby asked.

"It's Snape!" Ron was the first to say angrily: "He was our substitute teacher. As a result, he taught a lot of knowledge that was not in line with the curriculum. He also deliberately made things difficult for Harry and put him in solitary confinement!"

"Doesn't fit the curriculum?"

Toby didn't know about Snape's class schedule. When he learned that Snape actually taught werewolves, and even the homework was related to how to kill werewolves, his expression was so wonderful.

"It seems that Severus finally learned some of my essence." He smiled, not as angry as the students expected, or had any other negative reaction: "Confinement, that is indeed very useful - okay

, children, I know what you are thinking. Although I am your professor, there are also my professors in the school. The celebration is coming soon. I am afraid that I will not be able to uphold justice for you, and I am also very busy recently.

, very, very busy.”

This completely disappointed Ron's hopes. He didn't want to let Professor Highmore fight Snape again, but Harry could be regarded as Professor Highmore's disciple and had specially taught him about devils, so he shouldn't

It's only right that it should be so peaceful.

As for the person involved - Harry didn't have too many ideas. It can only be said that Professor Hemmer's education method was very unique. Ever since the day the Firebolt prize was taken away, Harry understood that some things had to be fought for by himself. Just thinking about it

It is definitely not enough to rely on others.

As for the Firebolt given by Sirius - Harry didn't know such a thing at all. Toby didn't mention it either, and planned to wait until Sirius came back to see it - of course, the scene at that time might be...

Not that pretty.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid." Toby sent Hagrid away. He stood by the campfire and said to the students: "It's time to start your class today. Since the beginning of the semester, I have to say that I am a little disappointed.

Not many students can figure out the correct way to use their magic circle items."

In unison, the students lowered their heads. They thought it was very simple at first, but they didn't expect that it would stump them for so long - after all, even their "scepters" were created by themselves.

, the rest is just the correct ritual, who would have thought it would be so difficult?

Just when they thought they would be reprimanded, Professor Heimer changed his tone and said with a smile: "This is indeed what I expected. If I have to say it, in fact, the result is better than I imagined."

——At least one student has achieved this, I won’t mention who it is, but you really need to hurry up.”

Of course this person is Harry.

Because the ritual (Parseltongue) is too taboo, this matter has not been revealed, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to Harry.

Just when the students below were all curious about who this person was, Harry straightened his back unconsciously. Ron looked at him enviously. Hermione quickly reminded them to restrain themselves with her eyes. Neville was staring at them.

Well - speaking of this, the interesting thing is that when Harry was influenced by the devil and secretly practiced devil magic at night, Ron thought it was just because Harry was sad that he secretly cried under the quilt, and told the dormitory

The other people should not disturb Harry or expose this matter.

I don’t know if anyone heard at the time that Harry was actually practicing Parseltongue.

Toby clapped his hands twice to attract the students' attention.

He continued: "At the beginning, I planned to teach you a common ritual, thinking that it might inspire you, but unfortunately your progress is still too slow - but it doesn't matter, I have already prepared it.

We came up with a second teaching plan. Since enlightenment doesn’t work, then we might as well use a more direct method—let your scepter proactively tell you how to use it.”

He paused and glanced at the students' faces one by one.

In the light of the bonfire, it was quite atmospheric - but the atmosphere was not very good, and there was a lot of uneasiness in the mood. Hagrid, who was looking out the window in the wooden house in the distance, thought Toby had announced some bad news.

.

For the students, this does seem like bad news - let the scepter take the initiative to tell them how to use it? What kind of weird magic is this? Will it turn them into mummies one by one like the Pharaoh Mask?

"Don't cry sadly." Toby waved his hands impatiently and said, "Think on the bright side - no matter how unhappy you are, you can't change my mind. Doesn't this make you feel better?"

It feels much better indeed, and now all the students feel is despair - only Neville still trusts Professor Heimer unconditionally, and his eyes look particularly strong.

"Mr. Longbottom."

Toby called out Neville's name and said, "It's up to you to be the first to demonstrate."

"No problem, Professor." Neville said and walked out of the crowd. Ron sent him away with a heroic look. Hermione became annoyed - why did she hesitate to take advantage of this opportunity to receive guidance?

Let go.

"Stand over a little, then walk to the left, and you'll be almost at this point - okay, don't move."

Under Toby's instructions, Neville happened to stand between the students and the bonfire, and his throat was dry due to the burning flames. Moreover, the students also saw Professor Hemmer looking up to the sky, but they didn't know.

What are you looking at? Thick clouds have covered the stars and the moon. It is expected that there will be heavy rain all day tomorrow.

"First take out your magic circle item. I remember it is a memory ball, right?"

"That's it, Professor."

"Hold it well, don't be so nervous, if you can't, just hold it with one hand and imagine that you are holding a spherical wand - I know this is difficult to imagine, but this method is the most effective.

Almost all wizards cannot live without a wand, which is always the best substitute - let me see -"

Professor Heimer took out a pocket watch and looked at it, then looked up for a while. The students watched this scene quietly, they were so curious about what would happen next.

Gradually, after a few minutes, the clouds began to slowly dissipate, or moved to another direction, allowing the stars to appear, and the moon slowly appeared in the crowd's sight - it was a full moon.

"It's very good on a full moon night."

The students suddenly heard Professor Heimer say this, which sounded confusing.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly noticed that the memory ball in Neville's hand also lit up - Neville himself obviously noticed this scene, and he exclaimed: "Professor, what happened to the memory ball?"

"calm."

Professor Heimer's voice gradually became hollow, and seemed to be everywhere. The students heard him say: "Concentrate, and you must seize this opportunity, otherwise you don't know when you will have to wait. The earliest will be next month -

—Staring at the memory ball, do you still remember what it can be used for now?"

"You can change the color, Professor." Neville said quickly, sweat dripping from his forehead: "If the forgotten thing is serious, the color will become darker -"

"Very good." Toby interrupted: "Now, I need you to do two things at once. On the one hand, you must maintain the feeling you had when you created the memory ball, and on the other hand, you must try to be happy."

"Happy?" Neville was stunned.

"This is a way to protect you." Toby looked up at the sky and said, "The patron saint is more useful than anything else. The wizard who invented this magic is really amazing - okay, let's get started."

The next scene fell into an eerie silence, with everyone's eyes focused on Neville and the memory ball in his hand.

And Neville - his expression looked extremely weird. He was trying to pull the corners of his mouth while his brows were furrowed tightly, as if someone was controlling the other half of his face.

It seems that is indeed the case.

Hermione's eyes suddenly widened. She noticed that Neville was in a strange balance - half of his body was shrouded in firelight, while the other half was illuminated by the full moon - she didn't know if this was the case.

Coincidence, but Professor Heimer did adjust Neville's position.

Exclamations gradually came, and everyone saw with their own eyes that the color inside the memory ball was gradually deepening-for the first time in history, the smoke inside changed its appearance, beating like a heart, and seemed to want to

It turned into something, but in the end it still didn't take shape - this time it was Harry who felt something was wrong. He felt that this ritual was a bit like summoning the devil. Could it be that the thing the smoke was turning into belonged specifically to Neville?

The devil, right?

The ceremony is still going on.

Neville maintained a happy mood under Toby's constant reminders, trying to remember the day when his parents recovered.

Just when he was about to lose it, finally, the smoke in the memory ball made a voice exactly like Neville's:

"Where's Leif?"

Neville was startled, his hands trembled, and he threw the memory ball on the ground.

"Professor!" He was so scared that he stuttered: "How can the memory ball talk?"

Toby waved his wand to make the memory ball float back to Neville. He said with a strange look in his eyes: "This is a reminder about the ritual of using the memory ball - I can probably guess it. This should be the reason why it lights up the most.

The reason—how many times have you lost Leif?"

"I can't remember clearly," Neville said dryly.

"That should be it." Toby threw the memory ball over and said, "Try it, repeat this sentence, and then use it in any way, pretend it is a wand - try using your wand."

Neville could only do as he was told.

In full view of everyone, he asked a little embarrassedly: "Where did Lime go?"

For a moment, Neville regained the feeling he had when he had his first wand - he seemed to know innately that he should do this, holding the memory ball and throwing it out, and then watched it float back on its own, almost the same as Professor Hemmer.

Like the memory ball.

"I succeeded, Professor!" he said in surprise.

"Yes." Toby looked at the other students with a headache: "I hope your ceremony can be normal - who will come next?"

There was a brief silence, and then the students became excited, and the hurried shouting made Filch in the castle think that the students were about to rebel. He was about to go to the principal to complain, but was stopped by Mrs. Norris.

"I almost forgot, dear." He said with a smile, his wrinkles all piled up: "There are rehearsals for tonight's show, I really can't wait to see you perform, it will definitely surprise these people.

"

Mrs. Norris walked in front, her tail held high.

When he came to the door of the ancient magic office, Filch deliberately patted himself, then carefully knocked on the door and asked: "Dear Mr. Al, are we late?"

The office was occupied by the school's pets. Al, who was in the center, was so busy that he completely ignored Filch's inquiry and shouted: "Yeah!"

Leif? Why is it missing again?