Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Ten minutes later, Hermione could still vaguely understand something.

Half an hour later, Hermione had no idea what Professor Hemmer was saying.

Toby knew that this was the end of today's teaching, and it would be useless to continue.

"Okay, that's probably it."

Toby clapped his hands in front of Hermione's eyes, asking the little girl to come back to her senses quickly.

"But it's not your fault." He comforted by the way: "After all, this is a brand new course, very different from other courses. Even I am just guessing, and I may never know that the magic level has decreased.

The reason. It’s already very good that you can write to this point.”

Hermione didn't know how to react. Was this a compliment to herself?

Toby put the parchment in his hand back to its original place. He forgot about Hermione coming to him, and all his thoughts were focused on revising the paper.

He walked back to his desk and sat down, smoothed his hair back again, picked up a copy of "Ancient Magic", and pulled out a stack of parchment, and his shorthand quill immediately began to write profusely.

"You may go, Miss Granger."

Toby said without raising his head.

He carefully recalled his experience in Loch Ness, thinking about what should be written on the parchment, and the knowledge of the magic circle should be explained in more detail.

But just after writing the first piece of parchment, Toby suddenly realized that he didn't seem to hear the sound of opening or closing the door.

When he looked up, he found Hermione standing opposite the desk, her upper body tilted over, and she carefully glanced at the contents on the parchment.

"Ha!" Toby was so shocked that he leaned back: "What are you doing? Are you planning to commit academic plagiarism?"

Hermione hurriedly explained: "No, Professor. I'm just curious...are you writing a new book?"

So that's what happened.

Toby felt a lot more at ease. He didn't want to see his new book on the market in advance.

"That's right." He lowered his head again, there was nothing to hide.

"The content of "Ancient Magic" is not complete. I plan to publish a new textbook every year so that you can better understand ancient magic."

Hermione couldn't help but get excited, she could finally see the follow-up to "Ancient Magic".

"Professor Heimer, when will your new book be published?"

"Well...next year, maybe. The official first-year textbooks will be released next year, which will be enough for the freshmen of Hogwarts to use."

"oh oh?"

Hermione always felt that there was something wrong with this order.

"What about next, Professor? What about the next book?"

"The next one will be the year after next, Archeology... Well, the school professor is very busy at work and doesn't have much time to spend on writing new textbooks. I plan to publish a book every year according to this rule. One year

One book is just right.”

Hermione ignored Professor Heimer's slip of the tongue and silently calculated the time and sequence in her mind——

When she entered second grade, a new textbook for first grade was published.

When she entered third grade, a new textbook for second grade was published.

"Then I will never be able to use new textbooks?!"

She shouted loudly, and Toby quietly covered his ears.

"Oh, sorry, Professor."

"It's okay, just wait until I think about it carefully..."

Toby stared at Hermione who lowered her head for a while, and he quickly calculated the result.

"It seems like this is really the case."

He shook his head regretfully: "This is such a pity, but fortunately, the new students can still use it in the future. I hope they like it."

Hermione didn't have the heart to worry about the new students in the future.

Now she is a new student!

She stood for a while unwillingly, and Toby looked up at her in confusion: "Why haven't you left yet? You can leave now, Miss Granger. It's only been a week since school started, and I just helped you submit your paper.

It’s just a problem. There will be plenty of time to correct it in the future, so there is no need to rush.”

"Um...can I ask another question, Professor?"

"what is the problem?"

“Why did the part about Egypt disappear halfway through?”

"That's because I just returned to China and don't have time to continue writing."

"Where is the werewolf in the Himalayas? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

"That werewolf is a friend of mine. He was living in a very embarrassing situation, so I thought of inviting him to take the adventure together and give him some reward. But I didn't expect that he couldn't stand the cold and ran away. Don't call him a werewolf again in the future.

, should be added with the title of pampering - maybe I should add this idea to the new book."

"So that's it, what about Angela? What happened to her afterwards?"

"she--"

Toby suddenly raised his head and stared directly into Hermione's eyes.

Hermione quickly looked away, pretending to be interested in Al, who was flying around on the flying carpet.

Toby slowly lowered his head, but before writing two words, he looked up again.

Hermione had quietly moved to only a few steps away from the door.

"It's you!" Toby exclaimed.

"It's not me!" Hermione shook her head quickly, her long brown hair swaying around.

"That's you!" Toby stood up and sat back down again, with a look of horror on his face.

"That crazy book lover!"

He said word for word.

Five minutes later, the two sat opposite each other, separated by a thick desk.

Hermione lowered her head deeply, explained the reason for the incident, and silently waited for Professor Heimer's punishment.

As for Toby, he maintained his reclined posture and pressed his back tightly against the armchair. He has not been able to completely come back to his senses until now.

It turns out that book lover is just a freshman?

How crazy is the first grade?!

Toby didn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

Al flew to Toby's head on a flying carpet and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"What you said makes sense..."

Hermione heard Professor Hemmer say: "We are really pressed for time."

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"Yes, teaching takes up a lot of time, not to mention after-school homework."

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"You mean the revision of new textbooks? Well, let me ask - Miss Granger."

"Yes, Professor." Hermione immediately pretended not to eavesdrop.

"Well..." Toby said thoughtfully, "So you are eager for the new textbook to be published as soon as possible?"

"Of course...of course." Hermione said expectantly. She really hoped to see the new textbooks as soon as possible so that she could preview the courses for the next semester as soon as possible.

As for this year's class, she has already memorized all the teaching materials.

"Very good." Toby showed a kind smile: "Then I will give you the first draft to check, which is some editing work."

"Proofreading?" Hermione didn't understand: "What is your specific responsibility?"

"It's very simple." Toby's smile became more kind: "It means checking for typos. You can't judge other content anyway. There are no reference materials. All the knowledge is in my head."

"Just checking for typos?" Hermione felt like she was being underestimated, although she still hoped to read the new book faster.

"To thank you for your hard work." Toby continued: "I will add a special acknowledgment for you in the new textbook, how about it?"

"Leave it to me, Professor!"

Hermione replied eagerly, her eyes sparkling as if they were filled with stars.

This is a textbook for Hogwarts. I wonder how many people will see their name on it.

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"Well, I know there are too many people to thank. It's okay. It's just a few words at most. At worst, we can just remove Wych. What kind of acknowledgment does a bar owner want? Ah, Miss Granger."

Toby noticed Hermione's suspicious eyes, and he immediately stopped muttering with Al and held out his palm with a solemn expression.

"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate."

The two of them shook hands gently. Hermione wasn't sure what she just heard, but it seemed to have something to do with the number of people thanking her.

Just as she was about to open the door and leave the office, she happened to pass by the Slytherin Quidditch team members in the corridor. They ignored Hermione, and some just looked at her with disgust.

"Wait a moment!"

Toby's shout suddenly came from the office: "Is that Marcus Flint who just passed by? Miss Granger, please call him in, and if there are other Slytherin students, call him in too.

"

Hermione immediately did so, and Marcus Flint led the players into the office in confusion.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's Quidditch practice, sir."

"You're training now that school has just started? Have you written your ancient magic homework?"

"Not yet...not yet, sir. We just finished the first class yesterday."

"Yesterday? After class yesterday, shouldn't you have started doing homework yesterday?"

"First...sir..."

"Now! All of you, stay in the office and do your homework! Write now! Don't leave until you finish!"

"But......"

"It's nothing! If you have any questions, just ask your Headmaster to come to me! I will have a good talk with Severus about your time allocation. You just need to remember one thing-"

"From now on, there will only be players who miss training because of ancient magic, and there will never be students who miss ancient magic because of training!"