Archaeologists at Hogwarts

It’s not until you lose it that you regret it.

This is what Harry is thinking at this moment. He feels that he is being targeted by the entire Hogwarts. No matter where he goes, there are a group of people staring at his forehead. Forget it if they are just students, even Flitwick

The professor was shocked when he called his name.

But that's not the worst.

Harry originally thought that he was being targeted by Professor Highmore, but that was not the case at all. Professor Highmore did not pay any special attention to him in the ancient magic class.

The person who really targeted him was Snape.

Harry knew that Snape hated him.

In the Potions classroom, Snape had just finished his long speech. He had the same ability as Professor McGonagall and Professor Highmore, and he could keep the classroom in order without any effort.

But as a student from Slytherin, Snape did not stop Draco Malfoy from teasing Harry about being "famous", even though it was against order.

"Potter!" Snape said suddenly, "What will I get if I add narcissus root powder to wormwood infusion?"

Harry didn't know how to answer this question at all. He didn't even hear clearly what Snape said.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously and ignored Hermione's raised arms.

He asked a second question - where to find a bezoar.

"I don't know, sir."

Harry forced himself to look straight into his cold eyes.

"Potter, tell me what is the difference between Aconitum scaphoides and Aconitum wolfsbane?"

Hermione simply stood up.

"I don't know," Harry whispered, "but I think Hermione knows the answer. Why don't you ask her?"

A few students laughed out loud, and Snape looked unhappy.

"Sit down!" he shouted at Hermione.

Hermione sat back unwillingly, but at this moment, a clear coughing sound came from the classroom door.

Toby was standing at the door, looking even more unhappy than Snape.

"Severus." He stared at Snape coldly: "Can I take up some of your time?"

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm in class."

"You can continue later." Toby said.

Anyone can hear the excitement in the conversation.

Snape strode out of the classroom, and Ron was panic-stricken and excited: "Do you think they will fight?"

Harry said dissatisfied: "Then I hope Professor Highmore can teach Snape a lesson. I really don't understand why he targeted me so much."

At this moment, in the corridor outside the classroom.

"The professors' voting results are out." Toby stared at Snape closely: "I heard you voted against it? Are you kidding me?"

Today is Friday, and Toby has completed the ancient magic courses for all grades in the morning. During lunch, the principal called all the teachers and staff in attendance to vote to decide whether Toby can continue to serve.

The result is of course gratifying.

Although Toby's teaching style had a great impact on Hogwarts, causing his office to be flooded with letters from owls for several days, that was only the first lesson.

Moreover, Toby also explained to Dean McGonagall in detail that there will only be one similar course, and he will focus more on real ancient magic knowledge - such as magic circles.

But Toby heard Professor Flitwick say that Snape had expressed extremely strong dissatisfaction with his retention, and even resolutely opposed Principal Dumbledore's decision in the meeting.

"I don't seem to have the need to explain to you." After Snape said this, he turned around and returned to the classroom.

"Oh? What about this?"

The magic ball suddenly spread out and quickly formed a magic circle, trapping Snape inside.

Outsiders could not hear the sounds coming from the magic circle, and Toby finally no longer suppressed his anger and shouted: "I also saw you deliberately embarrassing Harry Potter?! Are you crazy?! You have to deliberately embarrass Harry Potter!"

A child! If I were you, wouldn't I have to teach all the students in Slytherin House? Their parents are all Death Eaters by name!"

"This has nothing to do with you, Toby." Snape quietly tightened the wand in his sleeve: "I know whose child Harry Potter is, and I don't need you to remind me."

"I don't think so." Toby looked directly into Snape's eyes and said, "Besides, I still have a debt I haven't settled with you. You don't think I've really forgotten it, do you?"

"You were a Death Eater when Lily died!"

"What about you?" Snape stared at Toby's face, his expression became distorted: "You are just a coward who ran away!"

Five minutes later, just as Hermione was flipping through "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms" boredly, the classroom door was finally pushed open again.

The students suddenly became silent. They were all frightened by Snape's appearance. His sleeves were torn to pieces, revealing his arms covered with scars, and his face was covered with black ash caused by the fire.

"They actually started fighting!" Ron mouthed silently.

"Shh!" Harry quickly stopped him, but it was already too late.

"Ten points from Gryffindor!"

Snape stared at them fiercely: "Ten points each!"

"Continue class and take out all your notes. What are you waiting for?!"

On the other side, in the principal's office, Dumbledore was healing Toby's cut wound on his calf. He looked no better than Snape, and his face was also covered in black ash caused by the fire.

"It's really surprising to me."

Dumbledore took back his wand and said: "If I didn't know you well enough, I would have thought that you were being impersonated by someone else. Fortunately, I discovered it in time, otherwise the entire corridor would have been destroyed by the two of you."

"There's nothing we can do about it, principal." Toby shook his head and said, "It was just a small fuss at first. But Lily is dead, dead anyway. I really can't forgive Severus.

For what he did, he really shouldn't become a real Death Eater. At the same time, I know very well that he will not forgive me for running away."

"But he seemed obviously more guilty than me. I also know how to heal injuries, but he would rather continue teaching despite his injuries and let the pain torture himself."

Dumbledore did not blame Toby for his behavior. It seemed that he had expected this. To him, the duel between the two was just a quarrel between students, which was a common occurrence.

"I never knew you liked Lily too."

"That's not like it, principal. It's more about gratitude."

"Okay." Dumbledore stood up and said, "As early as your student days, I have heard too many good things about Lily."

At this time, Phineas in the portrait mocked: "What a nonsense. Two professors would brazenly fight in school. Such ridiculous things would not have happened when I was the principal!"

Toby took out his black walnut wand and pointed it at the position of his heart: "But I must recognize my own heart and cannot deceive myself. This is the characteristic of black walnut. The wand chooses the wizard."

"Unscrupulous! Strong words!" Phineas shouted: "Nonsense! Nonsense!"

Toby stood up and left the principal's office, waving his hands indifferently.

"Whatever you say."