Archaeologists at Hogwarts

"I suspect Professor Hemmer is the thief."

"Do not be silly."

"Otherwise, how can you explain the coincidence that happened that day? He was not targeting me, but Hagrid. Even the vault is next to us."

"Do you want the last piece of pie?"

At the dinner table, Harry had no appetite at all. Ron happily picked up the last piece of beef pie on the dinner plate, his mouth bulging.

He glanced at Harry: "You're not still thinking about this, are you? I don't understand why you are so hostile to Professor Highmore? That was simply the coolest magic class I have ever taken - all of them

Wizards are all mixed blood, he really dares to say that."

"But he is a Slytherin." Harry insisted: "Don't you think there is something wrong with what Nick said at the first-term dinner? He obviously knows something extra and may have seen it with his own eyes, but he can't do it behind his back.

Speak ill of the professor. Professor Heimer is definitely not as simple as it seems."

"This is really difficult to handle." Ron said, "He looks very troubled already - do you want to go to the library together?"

"Of course, we have to finish the ancient magic homework quickly. Speaking of the 15-inch paper, how did Hermione Granger do it? Is she deliberately trying to please Professor Hemmer?"

Harry's face was full of confusion: "Do you remember the letter she wrote to Professor Heimer? Maybe we should find an opportunity to carefully observe Hermione Granger's reaction, so that we can know who Professor Heimer is through the follow-up.

How am I alone?"

"Huh? Does this have anything to do with the thief you suspect?"

"No, it has nothing to do with the thieves. It just has to do with our failure to complete our homework. Until now, I still have no clue."

"It makes sense. By the way, I have some bad news for you. I don't have it either."

At the same time, Toby and Al walked back to the castle dejectedly. Most of the students did not dare to provoke them and stayed away from the wall. They still didn’t know what kind of person Professor Heimer was.

But he must be extremely serious in class and very decisive in deducting points.

Although the attitude towards bonus points is similar, it is a pity that not everyone can enjoy this honor.

"Mr. Longbottom."

Toby happened to bump into Neville and shouted to him: "Come to the office with me, now."

Neville was shocked, he still looked so timid.

Roommates Dean and Seamus sent him blessings.

When Neville walked into the ancient magic office tremblingly, Toby asked him to close the door, and then asked as if inadvertently: "Why haven't you handed in your homework yet?"

Neville looked at Toby's eyes hidden behind his hair and felt that the other person suddenly became very strange, as if he was in class.

Neville himself, on the other hand, is unlikely to die soon.

"It's...too difficult..." Neville stammered, "I've been searching in the library for several days, but I haven't found any suitable information."

Toby's expression did not change, and Al, who was wiping his head with a towel, said "Yeah" to him.

"I can't say that the homework is too difficult."

Toby replied: "If you don't teach these, what can I teach? You can't start by taking care of Sniff, right?"

Al shook his head, and it said "Yeah" again.

"Tsk, tsk, stop talking!"

Toby suddenly said impatiently: "I am the professor, you are just the assistant. How can the assistant decide what should be taught? You only need to be responsible for checking the homework."

Neville stared blankly at Toby and Al who suddenly had a quarrel. He seemed to know something terrible - wasn't Professor Heimer the one who checked the homework?

Before almost getting into a fight with Al, Toby finally recalled that there was another student in the office.

He pushed his long hair back on his head, and the amiable Toby suddenly came back.

"By the way, Neville." He asked kindly: "How are Frank and Alice?"

Neville replied blankly: "I haven't had time to see them yet."

"So have you bought a new wand?"

"Bought."

When he thought about this, Neville felt like he was going crazy.

He actually secretly bought a new wand behind Mrs. Longbottom's back, which was also his own wand.

"Cherry wood, unicorn tail hair..."

Neville introduced his new wand, and he looked like he couldn't put it down at first sight.

Toby nodded with satisfaction: "Remember to keep Frank's wand well, and just use your new wand in class in the future."

"Do you remember how Mr. Ollivander introduced these two materials?"

"Remember...remember, he said that cherry wood can give the wand strange power, and when combined with the unicorn's tail hair, it can reduce the difficulty of controlling it."

"Just remember it. In addition, you should also remember one sentence. It is the wand that chooses the wizard. Ollivander's experience is very useful. Don't ignore this sentence - Oh, one more thing. I remember when you were at the opening dinner

, seems to have secretly pointed at Hermione Granger, what happened to her?"

"she--"

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Please come in."

Toby and Neville looked out the door and found that the person who came in was Hermione. This shocked Neville. No matter what, he would not dare to offend this domineering little girl.

"You should go first, Mr. Longbottom. Is there something wrong, Miss Granger?"

Hermione watched in confusion as Neville left as if running away, but then she remembered the purpose of her coming - it was because of the crazy letter sent before the start of school.

Ever since she saw Professor Hemmer's harsh behavior in class, Hermione thought she would be called over and scolded, but she didn't expect that there would be no movement at all.

This tortured her so much that she couldn't help but worry that Professor Heimer was planning to embarrass her in the final exam - that was also the thing she paid most attention to, the exam results.

"Professor, I——"

"Oh, we'll talk about your business later. You're here just in time. We can talk about your paper."

"oh?"

Hermione watched helplessly as a piece of parchment flew into Professor Hemmer's hands. The small words on it were densely packed, and the same size of paper could accommodate more words.

Toby scanned it roughly to make sure he got it right.

"This is an excellent paper." Toby praised: "I really like your reasoning logic and your efforts in researching information. I can see that you are an excellent student."

Hermione couldn't help but feel proud. She tried her best to keep her face straight and try not to look so proud.

"But the direction you inferred is completely wrong."

"ah?"

Before Hermione could recover, Toby pointed to a few lines of text and read: "[According to the signs of the lost city in Loch Ness, perhaps the source of the reduced magic level is also the reason why wizards in the city are hiding.] I

I'm very happy to see that you can combine what you talked about in the first lecture and write it in the paper, but you ignored more factors - the only ancient ruins you know about are this one, which does not constitute the most accurate evidence. In addition,

You have not personally entered that city, you just heard it from me - you find a seat and sit down, there are other questions in this paper. And the most important question you ignored is ancient magic.

There is no right answer."

Hermione sat blankly on the sofa.

"ah?"