Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 248 The Heir of Voldemort

The date for the celebration was finally set, it was Christmas Day.

For some reason, Fudge seemed to think that this celebration alone was not enough. After the celebration, he and Dumbledore had to go to Hogwarts for the dinner that day. Only in this way could he completely eliminate his suspicions.

Toby didn't know if he would make it in time.

He had already discussed it with Dumbledore. On the day of the celebration, Dumbledore would go to Nurmengard in person to have a good talk with Grindelwald, including of course the magic ball issue that Toby cared about most.

, he must figure out how Grindelwald studied the magic ball so thoroughly.

I just hope that Lu Ping, disguised as the principal, can persist longer.

Regarding the subsequent changes to the celebration, Toby is no longer the person responsible for contacting him. Because he has promised Dumbledore to find out Voldemort as soon as possible and find out whether Voldemort has access to the secret hidden in the diadem.

So he has been very busy recently, very busy, even busier than Al who is responsible for rehearsing "The Legend of Sirius".

Ravenclaw's diadem, Tom Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, and the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission, these five extremely important items were placed messily on the table.

The Book of Access was sent by Dumbledore, and Toby had the least exposure to it.

This is an extremely old book that seems to fall apart if touched, but it is extremely strong and not as fragile as it seems.

In this book, Toby saw many familiar names - James Potter, Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, and of course his own.

And not only the name, but also the place and date of birth were written down, without any mistakes.

Once, Toby saw the pen of acceptance waving with his own eyes, and wanted to write a new name in the book of admission, but was rejected by this thick book - probably because the signs of magic were not obvious enough.

For various reasons, the standards of the Book of Access are much stricter than those of the Pen of Acceptance. After a few days, this name was finally no longer hidden by the Book of Access. It seems that this little wizard has finally been recognized.

This scene is very interesting just to watch, with a magical charm, as if witnessing a new beginning in the magical world - maybe a certain name means the new White Devil, or the Dark Lord, whoever

Can not guess.

Of course Toby wants to occupy these two items forever, but this is difficult to do. Dumbledore gave him a serious warning when giving him the Book of Access, and he must not damage these two items.

But how could Toby be the kind of obedient student?

He used ritual magic to test the Book of Access on the first day he got it, hoping to see the deeper secrets hidden in the book.

Toby had done something similar with the Pen of Acceptance a long time ago. At that time, he finally knew that this quill could distinguish newborn wizards by their bloodline. This was really a bad sign, no matter what he thought about it,

Something's not right - what's the reason for this?

In other words, when did the bloodline discrimination among wizards start? Is it longer than everyone thinks?

However, it is a pity that the secrets of the Book of Access are hidden on the surface - or there is no need to hide them at all. It has no secrets at all, only a lot of names that imply magical talents.

This is completely different from the pen of acceptance.

With no other choice, Toby had to turn his mind back to thinking about how to solve Voldemort's problem.

But the unsolved problem appeared again.

Toby's hair was messy and stood on edge. He rubbed it vigorously with his palms and frowned tightly.

"What is missing?" he said to himself.

Logically speaking, these clues should be enough - the diary, the locket, and the crown, a total of three items. I should be able to find something no matter what.

But there was just one little difference, an extremely crucial point, which completely stumped Toby.

He could feel that the results of ritual magic also appeared in this way - as long as this unknown clue was found, Voldemort could be found.

But what exactly is it?

Al was sitting on the sofa, enjoying the few leisure moments he had. He was exhausted these past few days. Those pets would get into trouble at every turn, and they would never be obedient enough no matter how hard they taught him.

There are still too few smart Xiuxiu like it.

I guess those pets can't even understand the Marauder's Map.

Speaking of the Marauder's Map

Al put his paws into his belly pocket and fumbled around, took out an old piece of parchment, and then shouted to Toby: "Yeah!"

Toby threw his wand over without raising his head: "You can just use it yourself, and there is no one else in the house - just be careful not to do this outside - no one knows you can cast magic now, right?"

"

Al thought about it carefully - eh, Ginny and Luna seemed to be insiders, but unfortunately they failed to buy spirits, and they were never embarrassed to mention asking Al to teach them magic.

Toby noticed that there was silence in the room for a long time, and he suddenly raised his head: "Does anyone really know? Who is it?"

Al hesitated for a while and finally said their names.

Toby stared at it angrily: "Is it because of buying wine again? Why are they willing to listen to you - have you forgotten what you became when you were drunk last time?"

Al shook his head honestly. How could he remember it when he was drunk?

"It's terrible!" Toby said loudly: "You and I have become terrible! I don't think we should reveal the connection between us to more people. The principal will definitely see it. Do you understand?

?”

Al nodded quickly, but his eyes were rolling around - why can Toby drink, but not him? This is unfair!

"Merlin," Toby sighed as he looked at its reaction: "Is this retribution? It can't start with gamp. I don't like drinking this stuff that much -"

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Come in," Toby said, leaning on the back of his chair.

It was Filch, with a fawning smile on his face, and Mrs. Norris came too, with her tail raised high.

"Dear Mr. Al - Oh, Professor Heimer, you are also here -"

Well, it seems that he came specifically to see Al, which is really strange.

Toby narrowed his eyes in displeasure, a little jealous of Al's popularity.

Al was very happy.

"Yeah!" It waved happily, accidentally revealing its wand, and its expression suddenly became stiff.

"Is this a prop?" Filch asked in surprise, "Is it a prop that will be rehearsed later? For Loris?"

Al was stunned for a moment, and he immediately pretended to have a straight face: "Yeah."

Filch didn't wear anti-monster glasses on his face, but miraculously he understood what Al was saying.

"That's right." He said regretfully, but he quickly concealed his emotions, and a flattering smile reappeared on his face and said: "Of course, as the protagonist, Mr. Al is the most worthy to have the wand - but

Isn’t Loris also an important villain? Does it also have props?”

Al blinked. It seemed that it was not impossible. There were a lot of props needed in this room. Wouldn't it be better if Loris had a skull head on her head?

Toby immediately saw what Al was thinking. He did not intend to let this drama turn into a horror scene, which would cause trouble for the sales of anti-monster glasses.

He coughed twice and was about to refuse Filch when a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Toby, are you in the office?"

Only people who are relatively close to him would call Toby that. There are very few such people in the school, and there are even fewer ghosts.

Bloody Barrow suddenly appeared at the door, his body stained with blood and his eyes straight. Even Filch stepped aside, unwilling to deal with this scary ghost.

Toby doesn’t want to even think about it!

Well, this can't be entirely blamed on Barrow. To a certain extent, Toby broke his promise.

Because he hoped to be rescued, Barrow told Toby many secrets at once, but later Toby did not give any reply to Barrow, and even avoided him in the past few days.

Normally, Toby wouldn't do this.

But who is Barrow always thinking about Toby and wants him to become a member of the ghosts of Slytherin House?

"What happened?" Toby said with a bright smile, acting as if nothing happened; "You also saw that I am busy, and a lot of animals will come over in a while - you also want to

Do you want to star in "The Legend of Sirius"? It's not impossible -"

Al winked at Toby with all his strength - How could this work? He wouldn't have let him take charge of the rehearsal then, but how could Barrow be directed to move?

At this moment, Toby suddenly noticed something was wrong with Barrow's vision. He had been staring at something on the table since he came in, and then turned to stare at another thing in Al's hand——

Toby saw this clearly. It was the Marauder's Map, the magic item that Al asked for from the twins.

"So you already know."

Barrow said suddenly.

Al was stunned. Filch couldn't understand what Barrow was talking about. He whispered a few words to Al and agreed to come back later to avoid running into Barrow again.

what do you know?

Toby suddenly remembered that Barrow had participated in the mysterious gathering between Salazar Slytherin and Rowena Ravenclaw, and told Toby that it was related to ancient magic.

But when Toby asked what kind of magic it was, Barrow became mysterious again and refused to tell him. He probably would have to wait until the day of liberation to explain clearly.

Could it be because of this?

"Yes."

Toby's tone suddenly became deeper, and his long hair automatically fell in front of his eyes, blocking his blurred vision and gaze.

"Otherwise, how long do you think you can keep this from me?"

Al could tell at a glance that Toby was bluffing. This scene was all too familiar to him. It had happened many times during archeology.

Barrow was silent for a while, staring straight at Toby. Just when the atmosphere was about to freeze, he said: "I should have guessed it. How could someone who is valued by the dean remain indifferent?"

, you are exactly the same, you can always guess what I am thinking."

All right.

Al curled his lips quietly. Once again, Toby succeeded. He could always bluff people, otherwise he wouldn't have used the same method so many times. It was very effective every time.

This time Toby finally saw clearly.

Barrow looked at the item on the table, which was the Book of Access.

So, it was the Book of Access and the Marauder's Map that sparked Barrow's idea?

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Toby said in a very confident tone, without showing any timidity.

"Of course, I will help you." Barrow said uncharacteristically: "Aren't you just doing this to free me? I will help you study the soul."

soul?

This is a direction Toby never expected.

Could this be the knowledge that Slytherin and Ravenclaw are studying?

The soul of a wizard?

Suddenly, Toby stood up, startling Al who was secretly watching the show.

"Al, help me entertain Barrow well. I'll be back in a moment - give me the Marauder's Map too, hurry up!"

As he spoke, he took the Book of Access and the Marauder's Map and rushed out of the office, leaving Al looking around blankly and Barrow staring at it intently.

After waiting for a while, Al asked dryly: "Yeah?"

[How about a glass of lemonade - you can't drink, how about - how about - playing Quidditch with the skeleton? Well, let's talk about your participation in the play. ]

On the other side, Toby was walking hurriedly down the corridor with a scary and serious expression on his face, causing the students to avoid him, wondering what was going on.

It was Barrow who gave Toby the hint - soul. Voldemort also has a soul, and the people he killed also have souls.

That critical point may have already been at Hogwarts.

With a bang, Toby pushed open the door of the abandoned bathroom on the second floor. As soon as he entered, he shouted: "Myrtle, Myrtle, do you remember how you died? I heard you tell it.

Several times, I need to confirm something with you - why are you here? Why do you have to lock the door?"

Harry and Ron each held a broom, and they looked at the broken door lock helplessly.

"Because we don't want others to see what we look like in confinement."

Finally, Harry said pitifully: "That's too embarrassing - let's leave now, Professor."

Professor Hemmer obviously came to Myrtle to ask something important. Although they were very curious in their hearts, Harry and Ron thought it would be better to wait a while before coming over to clean up.

Toby didn't keep them, and what happened next might not be convenient for too many people to know, even if Harry was the Boy-Who-Lived.

Myrtle soon floated out of the toilet, and she said with surprise: "Are you going to write a play for me too? Like "The Legend of Sirius"?"

"Well, Al is responsible for this matter. I don't know much about it." Toby put all the trouble on Al, and then asked: "Tell me, how did you die?"

"Oh, that would be so fun."

It seemed that no ghost would mind her own death. Myrtle talked about the cause of her death with interest - it couldn't be simpler. She heard something moving in the bathroom when she was at school, then she opened the door and took a look, and discovered

A pair of eyes - this is her last memory.

Those must be the eyes of the basilisk. It turns out that Myrtle was killed by Voldemort.

"Listen." Toby said in a less intimidating tone, "I need you to do me a favor. It's very simple. You just need to stand still. It won't cause any harm to you."

Myrtle stared at him suspiciously: "I remember you used to deceive the students who bullied you like this."

Toby blinked, but then Myrtle said excitedly: "When do we start? It doesn't matter if it hurts a little. I haven't felt pain in a long time - oh, of course, except for the spiritual level,

That’s really uncomfortable.”

"I can't help you with this." Toby smiled and said, "Okay, just stand here quietly and don't move, otherwise I don't know what will happen."

"What about that?" Myrtle looked like she'd give it a try.

"For example, summon the person you hate the most." Toby said with a very experienced look: "Then I'll scold you again. It's like staying in school for so long and refusing to leave. It's still a shame.

With such a stupid look, there are still so many freckles on his face——"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Myrtle said hurtly: "You said you couldn't help me. You are more cruel than anyone else - do I really have so many freckles on my face?"

"If you move around, there will be more and more."

Toby began to arrange it. He first went back to the office to pick up a few other things, turning a blind eye to Al's pleading look. Then he quickly rushed back to the bathroom and drew a line on the floor with his scepter.

For the five-pointed star circle, place these five things in each corner, and let Myrtle stand in the middle.

"That's all?" Myrtle turned around and looked around, and asked curiously: "It doesn't look that complicated - but the line you drew is quite straight."

"I am using the scepter to cast a magic circle." Toby explained: "I don't know what the owner of this scepter would think if he saw this scene. Many evidences show that there are many contradictions between ritual magic and magic circle.

Relationship - OK, listen to me count down to five and stay relaxed."

Myrtle didn't look scared at all, her eyes were wide open, looking forward to the magic that would happen to her next.

"Five, four, three——"

Suddenly, a series of vague spells came out of Toby's mouth, and he was ahead of schedule.

Myrtle, who was shrouded in red smoke, also shouted: "You actually lied to me!"

Toby shouted back through the smoke: "But you're relaxed, aren't you? Keep it up!"

Myrtle's angry shouts soon turned into screams, and if he hadn't known what was inside, Toby would have thought he had accidentally summoned a female ghost.

"Hey, are you okay?"

“Ahhhhh——”

"Do you really feel pain?"

“Ahhhhh——”

"Okay, I'll count five more, this time for real. If it still doesn't work, I will stop immediately - five -"

"Wait a moment!"

Myrtle said angrily inside: "I'm just lying to you, I don't feel anything, and it's quite warm——"

Toby breathed a sigh of relief. Well, this was Myrtle's revenge for the previous teasing.

"Then what?" Toby asked immediately: "Are there any other changes?"

"Eh?" A voice of surprise suddenly came from the smoke: "Why did I appear outside the bathroom? Did you move me there? Wait, I seem to have gone back."

"Where did you go back?" Toby asked quickly.

"Go back. The day I died seems to be real. There is movement outside the cubicle. Should I go out? Will I die again? Become a ghost ghost?"

"Of course not!" Toby immediately objected: "How can you make the same mistake twice?"

"What should I do?" Myrtle asked anxiously, "If it's too late, it might be too late."

"Listen to me." Toby instructed, as if facing students in class: "Go and push the door open, but be careful not to look into the eyes of the basilisk, and run directly to me without looking back."

"But where are you? I can't see anything clearly, everything is red, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker."

There was sudden silence outside for a while.

Just as Myrtle was getting more and more panicked, she suddenly saw a flash of silver light appear on the opposite side of the bathroom, driving away all the red smoke.

"Can you see clearly?" she heard Toby shout: "Run this way and don't stop even one step!"

Myrtle slapped her face hard twice. The feeling of touch really made the ghost miss her.

She reluctantly felt it for a while, then leaned against the door and listened for a while. This was really strange. No matter how loudly she and Toby talked, the people outside seemed unable to hear, and there was no change in their reaction at all.

.

After you are ready——

Myrtle rushed out of the compartment with her eyes closed, ran to the door according to her memory, and successfully pushed the door open. At this time, the other person in the room obviously did not expect that there was anyone else here.

"Killing people!"

Myrtle shouted without looking back: "Some students are going to kill someone!"

"Good job!" Toby shouted through the smoke: "Now run faster!"

Myrtle didn't dare to look back after receiving Toby's reminder. She felt herself breaking through the smoke, and her body gradually turned from a solid body back to a ghost. She felt light and airy, as if something was pulling her back, but

I can't feel any strength, just like the passage of time.

The silver light in front became brighter and brighter, and Myrtle turned back into a ghost completely. Her eyes were almost blinded by the flash, but she didn't want to close her eyes, hoping to be able to see for a longer time.

It brought her warmth and happiness, a feeling she had never experienced in a long time.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

In a daze, Myrtle heard someone calling her, her vision gradually became clear, and she saw a black Sniff jumping around anxiously.

"El, how could it be you?" She asked doubtfully: "You are obviously black, where is that silver thing?"

After seeing that Myrtle was fine, Al finally felt relieved. He fell tiredly to the floor and didn't want to move.

"Where is Toby?" Myrtle looked around and asked, "Why isn't he here?"

"Yeah." Al weakly pointed in the direction of the door, which was pushed open through a gap, as if someone had just ran out.

In the corridor, the students noticed that Professor Heimer began to put on the "I am very serious" face again. Almost no one could see clearly the traces of black smoke floating in his eyes.

It reflected a picture that others could not see - a red ghost running in panic - it was the young Voldemort, the guy who thought he was the heir of Slytherin.

As long as you follow him closely, you can find out where Voldemort is——

"professor?"

Harry and Ron appeared in front of Toby again. They had just emerged from the passage behind the Fat Lady's portrait. Hermione was also there, as well as Dot, Hedwig, and Crookshanks, who seemed to be planning to send the pets to rehearsal.

"Do you want to go in?" Harry stepped aside and hesitated: "Do you need us to tell you the password? Although this is a bit against the rules, it should be okay, right?"

"Of course it's no problem!" Ron was the first to express his opinion.

Hermione knew that nothing would go wrong. She had seen Al floating into the common room when she was in first grade, so that would definitely not stop Professor Heimer.

"I said, how long do you have to wait?" The fat lady looked at them and complained: "I can't stay here all day. If it's later, I won't be able to catch up with the nuns' gathering."

Toby waved his hand to indicate to the Fat Lady that she didn't need to worry about them anymore.

He gradually came back to his senses and looked Harry up and down, making him feel uneasy, wondering what mistake he had made again.

That red ghost had just entered Harry's body without looking back, acting as if he was back home.

Could he be the heir of the mysterious man?

Harry can't be turned into a mysterious person, right? He can also turn into a child?

The night is getting darker.

Principal's office.

Snape walked in with a frown and immediately saw Dumbledore sitting behind the table and sighing.

"I just saw Toby." Snape sneered: "Why did he provoke you?"

"As always." Dumbledore said solemnly: "Do you remember what I told you to keep an eye on Harry before?"

Snape's expression suddenly became extremely bored: "Of course, I just found any reason to confine him. Don't tell me it's not even possible. I don't have the time to watch him all day long -"

"We failed." Dumbledore interrupted: "Toby still noticed something strange about Harry, and it was something strange that I had never confirmed -"

"Harry Potter is almost becoming Voldemort's heir."