Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 257 If Harry was Slytherin

In the brief silence, Dumbledore could tell at a glance that Harry was preoccupied tonight.

"It seems that today's class will not be that simple." Dumbledore said with a smile: "Come and sit, Harry. Is there anything I should know?"

In the past, Harry might have buried this matter deep in his heart. After all, the matter between Dumbledore and Professor Highmore was beyond his control, and he also knew that he did not know them well.

It's possible that Eun and Hermione were wrong.

But Harry is different now.

During Professor Heimer's repeated education, Harry became more aware of the importance of not lying.

And no matter what, this matter is actually related to himself - to be more precise, it is the soul that Voldemort left in his body.

Under Dumbledore's gentle gaze, Harry finally asked: "Headmaster, why do you want to study devils from me? Instead of going to Professor Highmore? Is there any conflict between you?"

What Harry didn't expect was that Dumbledore actually laughed after hearing these words.

"You really look like a professor now." He praised: "It is indeed important to care about the status of students. But, Harry, the reality is completely different from what you imagined. There is not much conflict between Toby and I. Even if

Yes, but it is limited to the relationship between professors and students."

"Like me and Snape?" Harry asked in a ridiculous tone.

"It's Professor Snape." Dumbledore corrected: "But the example you gave is indeed very appropriate. Toby and I had some academic disputes, and they were very unpleasant many years ago, but now there are many

As for the question about devils, I think it is completely new to any professor. But Toby is very busy, and has become busier and busier recently. It’s not wrong if you haven’t watched Minerva.

Are you discussing ancient magic with Miss Granger instead of going to Toby?"

Harry finally felt at ease - yes, Hermione said that Dean McGonagall was also interested in ancient magic and discussed many things with her, but the dean also did not go to Toby.

It turned out that they were worried too much.

To be honest, this was all due to the aftermath of the appearance of Sirius' Animagus at Hogwarts. From then on, they began to suspect that the relationship between Professor Highmore and Dumbledore was not harmonious.

Now it seems that they were completely wrong.

"I understand, Headmaster." Harry said excitedly: "Then what are we going to do today? Do we still want to continue studying the devil?"

"There's no rush in this matter." Dumbledore said beyond Harry's expectation: "First of all, please allow me to ask you a question - although Toby did say that the runes you summoned were probably influenced by

Voldemort's influence. But what if this is not accurate?"

"In other words, have you ever considered that maybe it's your own devil?"

Harry's mind was buzzing.

The words that the Sorting Hat said in his mind seemed to ring in his ears again——

"You're not going to Slytherin, right? Have you made up your mind? You're going to be great. You know, in the blink of an eye, Slytherin will help you achieve greatness, there's no doubt about it - not happy?

Well, now that you've made up your mind - you'd better go to Gryffindor!"

Originally, Harry had already found a good reason for this. This must have been influenced by Voldemort, after all, he was now sorted into Gryffindor.

But what if what the principal said is true?

What if this whole thing had nothing to do with Voldemort and was just caused by him?

So will he soon become the same person as Voldemort?

"This is impossible!" Harry's tone suddenly became excited: "No, it won't!"

"Calm down, Harry." Dumbledore's voice was soothing, making Harry's breathing less rapid, but his eyes were still wide.

"This is just a guess." Dumbledore continued in a comforting tone: "After all, even Toby has never seen a wizard summon two completely different devils. This kind of magic has long been lost.

, that's why I want you to be mentally prepared in advance, just in case - I mean just in case, if the rune snake is already your devil, then how should we deal with it in order to get rid of Voldemort's evil spirit?

Even if the soul is removed, it can't hurt you."

For no reason, Harry saw real concern in Dumbledore's eyes, something he had never felt before.

Perhaps there was also one time when Professor Heimer was very unskilled in wiping his tears when he was studying demons, and that time he almost broke his spectacles.

"But, how could it be?"

Harry still couldn't believe what Dumbledore said, even if it was just a guess: "How could I become that kind of person?"

"What kind of person?" Dumbledore asked calmly: "Do you mean a bad person like Voldemort, or a person like Toby? You should know that both of them graduated from Slytherin House, but they are

The impression in your mind is obviously completely different. You trust Toby and hate Voldemort. Of course, I believe you also don't like Severus, who is also a Slytherin."

"But, Harry." Dumbledore's tone was still so gentle: "What about Peter Pettigrew? He is a Gryffindor, but he shamelessly betrayed the trust given by your parents - sometimes, the academy cannot decide

The good and bad of some people. Even before Voldemort did all sorts of mischief, the two houses of Hogwarts were not so full of contradictions and conflicts, and the students could play together."

"What I want to tell you is, don't let prejudice cover your eyes. We are the only ones who can decide what is good or bad. It has nothing to do with the academy."

Harry calmed down little by little.

He remembered that probably in his second year, he thought that maybe Slytherin House wasn't that bad after all, and this was also thanks to Professor Heimer.

Although Professor Highmore appeared to be scarier than Snape at many points, he also clearly earned more of the students' respect, rather than outright fear - and that makes a big difference.

Just like Voldemort, he brought only fear to wizards. Even his name became taboo and no one dared to say it.

"Okay." Harry clenched his fists and said, "Okay, Headmaster. Even if your guess is true, what should I do next? In this case, Professor Hemmer's method will be completely ineffective.

"

Of course it failed, because then Harry would not be able to replace Voldemort's soul with his own devil - they didn't even know what Voldemort's soul was, so the devil's trick suddenly became unworkable.

Dumbledore looked at Harry's transformation with pleasure and said, "In fact, this is also the reason why I asked you to teach me. I'm afraid that in the next few classes, our identities will have to be swapped from time to time.

That’s fine, occasionally I need to give you lessons.”

This sounds much more normal. Harry really can't stand the pressure of teaching Dumbledore. He doesn't know much magic, and there's nothing he can do except the devil.

Is it possible to teach the principal to play Quidditch?

It is better not to treat an old man so excessively.

"So what do I want to learn?" Harry asked curiously.

What else can be used to completely defeat Voldemort?

"It's love, Harry." Dumbledore said, "It's love."

The room was silent for a long time.

Harry stared directly at Dumbledore, thinking that he would continue to talk so that the magic to deal with Voldemort would not be so abstract.

But Dumbledore was also staring at him and didn't say a word.

"Then what?" Harry asked hopefully.

"That's it." Dumbledore said: "If Toby's method fails, then the only way to deal with Voldemort is love. This is the same ancient magic that appeared a long time ago, and it has always been Voldemort's.

A power beyond comprehension."

Harry was confused.

"Then what should I do?" he asked: "Practice any special magic? It's like learning to summon the devil."

He really hoped that Dumbledore could give a positive answer, because that would make the method clearer.

but.

"It's hard to really teach it to others." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "You have to understand it yourself, but you must remember this, Harry, love, remember love."

"Okay, it's time to switch identities back - where did we talk last time, can you still summon your own devil now?"

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, principal. I can't think about anything more now."

"Then let this class end here and go to bed early."

——

Like last time, Ron and Hermione were waiting for Harry in the common room early. As soon as he appeared, they asked him endless questions.

"How's it going?" Ron asked nervously, "Did the principal say what it was?"

"We all guessed wrong." Harry sat on the sofa in confusion and recounted what had happened before to the two of them.

Finally, the night became darker, and everyone in the common room returned to the dormitory early to sleep, and only the three of them were left around the fire.

"like?"

Although Hermione was glad for her wrong guess, she still couldn't understand Dumbledore's instructions to Harry. She originally thought that the headmaster would teach Harry some powerful magic or something, at least no worse than the devil.

It’s not that love sounds bad, it’s just that it’s a bit too general to be studied thoroughly.

"Yes." Harry said in a daze: "What do you think of the other thing? What if the mysterious man is nothing, and it's all because I am too bad?"

When they heard this, Ron and Hermione quickly comforted Harry for a while.

"If you ask me, just leave it alone. Whatever the professors say is whatever it is." Ron waved his hand, as if to drive away the invisible clouds on Harry's head: "Even if it's all your own fault, what can you do?

How about it, we still don’t know if the mysterious man can make a comeback.”

Harry knew that what Ron said made sense. He was indeed scared at first, but when he saw the calm Professor Highmore and Principal Dumbledore, he was not so shocked. Is this also because of the devil?

This thought came to Harry's mind inexplicably - he was so bad that he didn't even care about his own life?

Hermione saw something was wrong with the expression on Harry's face, and she quickly advised: "Don't think about it, go back to sleep quickly. And Ron and I, the Patronus Charm should be able to help you at some point."

"

Even Ron could hear the lack of confidence in Hermione's tone. Judging from the current progress, this would probably take a long time, and he didn't know if it would be too late.

"I - not -" Harry suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Did you see it?"

"What did you see?" Ron yawned and said, "Is someone here to bring us supper? I'm really hungry. Harry, can you ask Dobby for help?"

"Dobby is Harry's friend." Hermione frowned and said, "How can you instruct others like this."

"It doesn't matter." Ron grinned and said, "House elves like to serve others. This is their nature."

This only made Hermione's frown deepen.

Just when she was about to continue to refute, Harry suddenly jumped down from the sofa and walked towards the fireplace in a few steps - this frightened Ron to hug him quickly and shouted anxiously: "Don't worry about it.

It will burn you alive. There is no floo powder in it - even if there is, you can't be let in. It will be bad if you go the wrong way again!"

"No -" Harry broke away and said, "Look, there is a face inside -" He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Why do I feel like Sirius?"

Ron and Hermione were stunned. They both turned their heads and looked into the fireplace, and found that something seemed to be moving behind the flames - and then, the thing opened a hole and actually spoke.

Still using Sirius' voice.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I originally planned to look at you from a distance and then leave, but I'm just too worried about you, Harry - are they your friends?"

The three of them were stunned and couldn't say a word.

"It seems that I showed up at the wrong time." Sirius said in a sad tone: "I will leave now and just pretend that nothing happened."

"Wait a moment!"

The person who spoke was Hermione who was the quickest to come to her senses. She quickly stopped her and said, "What you are doing is against the rules. You cannot let others know that you are still alive - you, your body is still in the Ministry of Magic!"

"Oh?" The face made of flames stopped retracting: "It seems you really know something - did Dumbledore tell you?"

"And Professor Heimer." Ron chatted from the side, his eyes full of curiosity.

But no one expected that Sirius's reaction would change immediately. It seemed that the name violated some of his taboos.

"Toby Highmore." He stared at Harry and said, "Remember to stay away from him. That guy is not a good person. Don't be fooled by his disguise."

"I know." Harry said suddenly: "Professor Hemmer told me that you used to be mortal enemies -"

"Oh." Sirius said as if he had expected it: "What else? Active disclosure is to hide deeper secrets. This is Toby Highmore's usual trick - by the way -"

He asked as if he suddenly remembered something: "Have you received my gift? Where is the Firebolt?"

Harry stared at him blankly for several seconds.

Firebolt?

Why is there another Firebolt?

But why is his broom still Nimbus 2000?