Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 274 Teacher Recognition Ceremony

Harry is also about to end his last lesson with Dumbledore.

"When I used devil divination in the past, all I wanted was to get the results as soon as possible, until Bloody Barro told me -"

"I think it would be more appropriate to call him Mr. Barrow."

"Oh, yes, Mr. Barrow, I'm not familiar with him at all, but Cedric took me to meet him in a special class created by Professor Hemmer - do you know about this? School

Are more ghosts allowed to teach students?"

"To be precise, this has never been forbidden. For example, Professor Binns' entry into the job was earlier than the Chocolate Frog cartoon. But I do know that there is such a thing, Harry, and it involves some ghost rooms.

There may be a little bit of selfishness from Toby, but which student wouldn’t hide something from the professor? This is normal."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Harry vaguely felt that Dumbledore seemed to be saying these words to him.

He guiltily avoided Dumbledore's gaze and said unnaturally: "What did I just say - by the way, it was what Mr. Barrow said to me. He told me that divination should not only depend on the results.

That doesn’t work and should be seen as part of a process that has no beginning and no end.”

"What is the process?" Dumbledore exercised his duties as a student and asked, "Have you ever wanted to understand this?"

"What?" Harry was stunned for a moment: "I haven't seriously considered this question - but what else could it be? A prophecy that takes up a longer period of time?"

"I think," Dumbledore said slowly, "it's better to think of it as everyone's fate. These fates are intertwined and connected, and ultimately form different endings."

"Destiny?" Harry temporarily put aside his status as a professor and asked curiously: "Is it true that anyone can accurately predict the fate of others? Has it been determined a long time ago? Has it been like this since I was born?

"

In fact, the question Harry really wanted to ask was - had his parents' death been determined long ago?

If this is really the case, then who should he resent?

Voldemort? That's a given.

What about people who can control their destiny?

Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at Harry, and he said deeply: "Choice, everyone's choice is different. Destiny is not really determined, it will be affected by the choice. At this time, courage

And sacrifice is so precious, not everyone will choose the more difficult path, it has always been like this."

Harry felt that Dumbledore was comforting himself, and he did feel a lot better - courage and sacrifice, this was the choice made by his parents.

Dumbledore added: "I hope you can understand, Harry, not everyone can persevere in the face of a more difficult road. But there is a kind of magic that is completely different, and it has the ability to affect everyone.

Choice, except for those who cannot truly appreciate the power of this magic."

"Is it love?" Harry asked blankly.

"No."

This time, Dumbledore's answer was somewhat unexpected. He looked into Harry's eyes and said: "Not only love, Harry, but also ancient magic. The devil's divination you taught me today is just like this, mysterious and dangerous.

, but it is full of fatal attraction - even I can’t help but give it a try.”

"This" Harry suddenly became even more incomprehensible: "But why do you say this is like a bad magic? I know that the existence of the devil must be difficult for people to accept, but devil divination is not just

Divination?"

Dumbledore was silent for a while, and Harry vaguely felt that what the principal said next might be serious, but what he heard was: "That's it for today, you should go back to bed."

After Harry left, the sleeping portraits on the wall suddenly woke up.

"Are you really sure?" Delise Derwent asked seriously: "Do you really think it was devil's divination that turned Toby Highmore into what he is now?"

Dumbledore sat behind his desk, and he fell into silence again. The portraits did not disturb him, they all waited quietly.

After a while, he finally spoke.

"Over the years, I've been trying to figure out what made Toby the way he is. He was a gifted student, and he wasn't that careless. Even after Horace talked to him.

, Toby, who thinks that he is even more Slytherin than Slytherin, has never thought about hurting innocent lives - maybe not so innocent. But no matter what, Toby's reaction is still too radical, and it is a vain attempt.

It is extremely abnormal to kill a student's Muggle sister and then blame the crime on another student."

"I have heard this matter countless times." Phineas Black said impatiently: "I would say that there was no devil tempting him at all. It was entirely his own fault, but he couldn't cover it up anymore.

That’s it. How well do you know your students? Do you know what they are thinking about in their minds every day? If there was a book to record these contents, I am sure that you would resign as the principal in the next second, and then

Become a loyal fan of this book.”

"Why did you become a book lover?" asked a portrait of the principal wearing reading glasses.

"Because he loves to meddle in other people's own business." Phineas mocked, "Even if he is no longer the principal, he cannot let go of his former students."

"You are right about that." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I can't worry about my students. I'm even more worried about what other things are affecting them."

"Anything other than me, evil."

Dai Lisi asked again: "So you still stick to your original idea?"

"That's right." Dumbledore's eyes became serious again: "Devil's divination. Maybe it's not divination, but something inducing the wizard to cast magic, so it leads to Toby's change. And, if I

If his guess is correct, this happened when he was in school, much earlier than when he later discovered the devil."

"But what could that be?" asked a very old-fashioned portrait: "Has anyone seen Toby Highmore's devil? The child also said that Toby Highmore turned into a devil himself. This

Is it possible?”

"If it is in the category of ancient magic," Dumbledore shook his head and said, "then the result is obvious - Toby is good at discovering these magics that no one knows about. I said, he is a talented student."

"And all the answers"

Dumbledore looked at Fawkes on the branch and said: "There is a memory sealed in the ice that will never melt."

"The answer lies in that memory."

——

Harry walked in the corridor uneasily. He always felt that the principal had not finished what he just said. Dumbledore did not seem to agree with the method of devil divination.

"Ha-" the fat lady yawned and asked: "Are you going to tell the password, or are you going to sleep at the door?"

Harry had walked back to the entrance of the common room before he knew it. He had no reaction to the Fat Lady's words.

Because he suddenly thought of something Dumbledore said.

【Even I can’t help but give it a try.】

What does it mean?

Could it be that the principal can also summon his own devil?

But what could it be?

I don’t know how it will compare with Professor Heimer.

Inexplicably, this idea came to Harry's mind, and he immediately got into the passage in fear, not daring to continue thinking about it.

——

Early the next morning, Harry walked out of the dormitory after getting dressed. Just as he was thinking about whether to do a divination for Sirius again, he suddenly saw a crowd of people standing in front of the college magazine.

"What happened?" he asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, just after Harry asked this question, the room became strangely quiet, and the students were all looking at him and whispering.

He was not the only one who received this kind of treatment - as soon as Hermione came down the stairs, she was looked back and forth by many similar eyes.

"What's going on?" Harry was full of anger early in the morning. He pushed through the crowd and squeezed in front of the college magazine. He saw a new announcement appearing on the big page——

[Teacher Appreciation Ceremony Notice: The active classes for all students and professors have come to an end. The specific content of the course will be compiled in a booklet and distributed to each student. By the way, this booklet

The name is "The Quibbler" - thanks to the joint efforts of Miss Luna Lovegood and many students, the financial pressure on the Black Devil Foundation has been relieved, and more free magazines can be printed.

Remember to take good care of the "The Quibbler" that is sent to you when the time comes. Versions with a permanent renewal fee of 50% off are not common.】

[Back to the teacher recognition event - students can conduct self-study based on the courses learned by each professor. Each additional student who learns can earn 10 points for their college, plus automatic help for that student

The professor casts a vote.]

[Final results will be announced on Christmas Day.]

The announcement content ends here.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione walked over with a frown. She only realized what happened after reading the contents on the bulletin board.

"This year's voting method is really unique, I like it - why are you looking at me like this?"

A senior student asked tentatively: "I remember that you were a student selected by Professor McGonagall. What did you teach the dean? Can you tell me in advance?"

"Of course it's no problem." Hermione said cheerfully: "It's the content of ancient magic. You should have learned it in class. It's the first-year course - magic circle. It's very simple, isn't it? It should be

Is there anyone who can't make magic circle items? I think there must be no one here, otherwise they should be detained by Professor Heimo."

After hearing Hermione's words, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief - it really didn't sound difficult. Although the items they made were all different, they did pass the exam.

After all, no one dares to slack off in the Black Devil's class.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, a slightly discordant voice sounded.

Hermione Granger's roommate, who also knew her a little better - Parvati Patil asked warily: "Is it really as simple as a magic circle item?"

"Oh, I just remembered it when you asked me that." Hermione suddenly realized: "There is also Transfiguration, what's the matter? Dean McGonagall is a Transfiguration professor, so she has to consider the subjects that she will be interested in. This is very

Simply, believe me, all the content will not exceed the scope of "Ancient Magic" - I mean Professor Hemmer's first book. You should have read it, right? Except for second-year students and freshmen,

Everyone should have a copy, it is the textbook we need to buy before going to school."

The senior student spoke again: "Can you tell me specifically which page the content is on?"

Hermione immediately listed the treasures and said: "Let me think about it - there are 17 pages, 73 pages, 84 to 86, 98, and 100 to 126 - probably that many, the content behind is a bit complicated, so it becomes unreadable.

So specific—"

"Stop talking." Harry reminded quietly: "It's time to go, Hermione, hurry up, leave now."

"Huh?" Hermione was confused and was dragged away from the crowd by Harry. When they got out of the passage, the wailing sound behind them startled Hermione.

"How many pages are they?"

"What should I do? I don't know anything about the following content."

"I've even forgotten all the previous ones."

After arriving outside the corridor, Hermione patted herself and said dissatisfiedly: "Are those people acting too exaggerated? I have already said that this is what I have learned."

"Not everyone can remember it." Harry said helplessly: "Otherwise there would be no such thing as an exam - wait a moment, Ron is here too."

Ron hurriedly got out of the passage, the buttons of his witch robe were all wrong.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" After complaining for a while, he looked back at the passageway that had not been completely closed: "What happened today? Those people were so energetic early in the morning because the Quidditch World Cup was going to be here.

Will it be held at Hogwarts?"

Harry couldn't bear to break Ron's few good moments.

When he learned the real reason, Ron stayed for a few seconds, then he grabbed his hair in pain and wailed: "Tell me this is a dream, I haven't woken up yet, hurry up!"

"Don't be like this." Hermione frowned and said, "I think your sweater is quite useful."

"Is it easy to be scolded by it?" Ron collapsed and said: "Really, how could Dean McGonagall be taught by you - wait a minute, man, if I remember correctly -"

"That's right." Harry looked around nervously, and then lowered his voice and said: "I have told you before - devil, the magic I taught the principal is devil, and just last night, I

I also talked about the content of devil’s divination.”

"Merlin!" Ron was completely shocked.

"Yes." Hermione tried her best to suppress the raised corners of her mouth and said: "Devil, you can't let others see that, otherwise they will have a deeper misunderstanding of Professor Hemmer, and the principal - he finally faded out of the wizarding world.

How can you make headlines with this kind of news?"

"Why are you laughing?" Ron saw through Hermione's disguise at a glance: "Are you happy to have the opportunity to learn how to be a real devil? You little witch, why did you suddenly become like this?"

"I didn't." Hermione tried to endure it for a while, but finally she was happy: "I finally have a chance, can you understand? Isn't Cedric also a devil? I will not be fooled by him at last.

It’s fallen too far.”

"Oops." Harry suddenly said: "And Cedric, he also studied as a devil."

Ron looked around, and said in a completely put-down tone: "Okay, tell me, how many devils are there? Can't even one of them be separated by one hand?"