Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 278 The First Assessment

277 The first assessment

After the previous flying duel, Snape was once again angered by Toby. He even had his heart stabbed several times and did not come back for a whole day.

As for Toby, without a partner, he officially started the job assigned to him by Dumbledore - responsible for assessing the students' voting for the Teacher Award Ceremony.

It has only been a few days since the Hogwarts column was reported. Logically speaking, students should not have learned the magic in the magazine so quickly.

But don't forget that there are some special students who have been exposed to these special courses from the beginning.

That is the students who teach the professors.

"Lavender Brown"

Toby looked carefully at the girl standing behind the desk. She had a baby face and looked nervous and excited. He couldn't help but secretly glance at the two skeletons behind Toby, one of which had no head.

"Is my assessment to divine the whereabouts of this skull's head?" she asked boldly.

"No." Toby shook his head and said, the curly hair hanging in front of his eyes swaying.

The skull head was still on Harry's necklace. In order to get the news about Sirius, Toby did not plan to take it back in advance so that Harry could notify him in time when he met Sirius again.

Even if it wasn't Sirius, Regulus would still have to find one of the two brothers.

Toby crossed his hands on his chin and leaned forward. He asked with interest: "I have read the article between you and Professor Trelawney. The title of that article is -"

""The Relationship between Ancient Magic and Divination"!" Lavender said with eyes shining.

"Yes, that's it." Toby nodded: "It also mentioned whether the third eye is a talent possessed by a few people. This is extremely inconsistent with Professor Trelawney's view. She has always believed that this cannot be achieved through hard work alone.

Ability that can be acquired through learning. So, can you tell me how she agreed to write this article?”

"Well, this is actually because it was not written by Professor Trelawney." Lavender said awkwardly: "She didn't like me mentioning ancient magic, and then I made a mistake in the bean flavor divination competition.

She lost to me, and ended up refusing to write a single word. After that, she gave me all the work without making any demands, so I just wrote it."

"So that's it." Toby did not show the anger or other emotions that Lavender expected at all. He then asked: "Then have you discovered your third eye?"

"Not yet." When Lavender said this, he was not depressed at all. Instead, he said enthusiastically: "But I still have the scepter. I feel that it is much more powerful than the Third Eye."

Lavender showed off a big bow hairpin in her hair. It was her magic circle item, and she had also figured out the ritual of using it in the previous ancient magic class - she only needed to roll her hair back and forth three times with her little finger.

That’s it, very simple.

In comparison, Lavender's test content was slightly more difficult - there were three glasses of lemonade on the table, and she had to successfully predict which glass Professor Heimer would drink next three times in a row.

"I have never done such a divination before," Lavender said in a panic.

"Don't worry." Toby waved his hand indifferently: "I will not deliberately interfere with your divination process."

"Are you still capable of doing this?" Lavender asked with wide eyes.

"Of course." Toby turned the assessment into a class, and he said: "I have told you a long time ago that the divination of ritual magic will be affected by many factors. When you divulge something far beyond the

When aiming at abilities, it will undoubtedly lead to failure - for example, neither I nor a powerful magician like Principal Dumbledore can succeed. Even if you are lucky enough to get consistent results, you think

If you succeed, it can only be deliberately induced by a powerful wizard, so I will use beans to train you in the first class, after all, beans cannot cast magic."

"Okay, let's get started now. I won't deliberately mess up your divination during this process, I'll just drink a few sips of lemonade."

The result was a little bad. Lavender only succeeded in predicting the order in which Toby drank water for the second time. She suspected that it had nothing to do with the divination and was just a guess.

"Can you try it again with Mr. Al?" Lavender asked cautiously: "Can you try it by divining the taste of the beans it eats?"

Toby glanced at Al, who was cleaning the Mason door out of boredom. He immediately turned his head and said he could give it a try.

This time, Lavender couldn't even secure her only remaining success.

"Go back and practice again. Come back when you are ready." Toby's tone was helpless. He did not expect that even Lavender, who had experienced it, could not pass the test.

Could it be that the test questions he set were too difficult?

No, this should all be caused by Trelawney's irresponsibility, or her simply being unable to take responsibility.

It would be really bad to lose to a student in a bean flavor competition.

"Please come in."

Toby leaned on his chair and said that he had already noticed someone waiting outside.

Harry walked in with an uneasy look on his face, followed by Hermione who was trying to cheer herself up, and Neville, who was the most energetic of the three and was not affected by Lavender who had just left.

Influence.

"Which of you comes first?"

Toby asked, looking at them.

Harry was extremely nervous, and Hermione was still chanting spells in her mind over and over again. Neville looked around, and he simply stepped forward and said, "I'll go first, Professor."

"Very good." Toby casually flipped through the magazines on the table, and finally stopped at one of the reports in the special column - "About ancient magic and herbs - is that really the real name of these herbs?".

To everyone's expectation, Neville turned out to be a student of Dean Sprout. He was not even from Hufflepuff House.

Toby later asked Dean Sprout the reason. In fact, it was very simple. Neville showed unusual talent in the herbal medicine class. He was very good at dealing with the herbal medicines that kept causing trouble, so he was chosen by Sprout.

Selected by Dean Lauter.

Yes, at the teacher recognition meeting, except for Toby, other professors have the right to choose students. Trelawny also has the right, but no one expected that the students she originally valued would throw themselves into the embrace of ancient magic, and they were different from her.

Stop playing devil’s advocate.

"Let me think about it."

Toby tapped his fingers on the table, like an alarm clock, making Neville, who was originally full of energy, couldn't help but become nervous.

"It's a pity that the plant Animagus is not here. Well, Mr. Longbottom, have you seen that special plant?"

Neville turned around and took a look, and immediately discovered the strange-looking Mason door. There were very few plants that looked like doors.

"Try to use the magic you have learned to judge when it will mature, can you?"

Neville didn't understand why Harry and Hermione looked at him sympathetically when they heard the content of this assessment.

Under Al's supervision, he walked to Mason's door. As soon as he took out the memory ball, he noticed that Al was staring at him closely.

"Is there any problem?" he asked puzzledly.

"Yeah!" Al bared his teeth and claws, and Neville actually understood - he couldn't use magic on the Mason door casually, but any behavior that might cause damage was prohibited.

"But how am I going to pass the exam?" He was completely dumbfounded.

Al flew to the office desk on a small flying carpet. After a while, he took "The Quibbler" over and pointed at the title of one of the pages above and made another click.

Neville saw that it was his special course, and noticed that Mr. Al focused on the second half of the sentence - was that really the real name of these herbs?

Is this really my test?

Neville continued to be dumbfounded.

On the other side, Toby has set his sights on Harry and Hermione. One of them is taking classes with the principal, and the other is Dean McGonagall.

After scanning back and forth several times, Toby suddenly asked: "Miss Granger, have you learned the Animagus?"

"No, not yet, Professor." Hermione said in surprise: "That doesn't seem to be a magic that students can learn, right?"

"Tsk." Toby shook his head dissatisfied: "If you ask me, this is completely a huge mistake of Hogwarts. The professors underestimate the potential of the students. Wait until the day I take office as the principal - forget it.

, what was the exam content you expected before?"

"It's also an Animagus." Hermione whispered. She felt that Professor Heimer could definitely do this kind of thing. Even the content he taught in his usual classes was more radical than other professors. If it were replaced by

If it is an exam, this kind of difficult magic is most likely.

Toby stared at Hermione speechlessly for a while, making her lower her head in embarrassment, her cheeks so red that Harry thought she was about to be cooked.

"What else?" Toby had to ask.

"Also, uh." Hermione raised her head quietly, and a strange thought came to her mind - Professor Heimer didn't prepare anything, right?

"There are also things like the devils that lower-level students come into contact with."

She said truthfully: "I guess you will let me use something to transform into that look-"

"Well" Toby suddenly interrupted: "Can you turn into a devil through transformation? This is an interesting idea. But this kind of problem should be left for future research. I remember your pet's name is Crookshanks.

Is it a cat?”

Hermione nodded.

"Let's do this. Take out your bottle of fire and wait until you turn it into Crookshanks. Even if you pass the exam, it's better to be more realistic. Don't be too rigid and you can't even move your eyes."

Hermione thought maybe she could give it a try. She had already learned how to turn a goblet into a crow, so it shouldn't be too difficult.

What she didn't notice at all was that Harry on the side was stunned - Neville's test was difficult enough, but he didn't expect that the content of Hermione's test would be even more outrageous. This is really what third-year students should accept.

Exam?

"Mr. Potter."

"Professor." Harry responded immediately, not daring to be distracted any further.

He saw Professor Heimer reading an article carefully. Judging from the number of pages, it happened to be the content of a course between him and Principal Dumbledore.

[About ancient magic and wizards—what kind of impact and changes will it bring to wizards?]

If the content in it was about the changes that ancient magic had on the entire magical world, it might be better. But unfortunately, basically all the content is aimed at individuals. There is a feeling that ancient magic is written as black magic, which is dangerous and evil.

.

But not only these contents, there are also good aspects, such as magic circle items, which are good, and anti-monster glasses are also very popular in Europe.

Harry waited much longer than Hermione and Neville, and he did not dare to be distracted, so he could only quietly look at the expression on Professor Hemmer's face.

"Do you think ancient magic has changed you?" Toby suddenly asked, still staring at the magazine on the table without looking up.

"It seems... there are some." Harry said carefully, he could not ignore the role of the runes.

Toby nodded silently, which made Harry very nervous. He didn't know if Professor Hemmer was satisfied with this answer.

After waiting for a while, Toby finally raised his head and said: "I remember you know Dobby, the house elf who was originally from the Malfoy family and is now in Hogwarts."

Harry stood blankly - what did Professor Highmore want to test on him? To make Dobby evil?

Fortunately, Toby didn't really make such an outrageous request. He continued: "Dobby still has some old habits, and he can't get rid of the habit of punishing himself at every turn, even if it is completely unnecessary. I will treat him later

Hand it over and you can try to change him, it's best to become more rational."

Hiss. Is this possible?

Just when Harry was doubting himself, Toby had already snapped his fingers, causing Dobby to jump out of the air immediately.

"Dear Professor Heimer." He said gratefully as soon as he came up, bending low: "Dobby, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"There are some, maybe I need you to learn some magic or something." Toby glanced at Harry: "Just learn from him, the Boy Who Lived."

Harry blinked, his eyes suddenly turned frightened - Professor Highmore was planning to let him teach Dobby the Devil, right?

Will this work?

Even if it is feasible, does it really comply with the regulations?

Toby knew what Harry was thinking as soon as he saw the expression on his face.

"It's not that exaggerated." He waved his hand and said, "I don't want to be kicked out of Hogwarts right now. I just need to use other magic you know. Think about it carefully. Do you still need me to remind you?"

Harry seemed to understand - reason, what could be more rational than the magic circle? There can be no mistakes at all, it must be endorsed.

"Professor." Harry suddenly said before he was about to try: "Actually, I am also preparing to pass another test."

"Oh?" Toby finally became more interested: "Which professor are you going to vote for?"

This has the same meaning as the assessment. Only students who pass can vote for the professor.

"It's you, Professor." Harry said sheepishly, "It's a lesson between you and Cedric, and I've prepared it in advance."

Toby lowered his head, flipped the pages of the magazine, and slowly landed on another page. The title above read——

[About the connection between ancient magic and the self-casting wand - genius of creativity, and the genius of Hufflepuff.]

"Do you want to make a self-casting wand?" Toby reminded: "It's very difficult."

"I understand, Professor." Harry carefully took out the recorder from his pocket, which was also his magic circle item and scepter.

He carefully placed the recorder on the table, for fear of bumping it, and then said with some confusion: "But I seem to have succeeded partially. I know it is not a magic wand, but it can automatically cast magic-"

"Don't go on." Toby suddenly interrupted. He picked up the recorder and looked at it. Then he stared at Harry and said, "This test does not count as your passing. It has nothing to do with the automatic casting wand.

It's time for you to move on to the next stage of counseling, Harry."

Harry looked at Professor Hemmer blankly.

Is there finally progress on the Horcruxes?