Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 282 Confused Harry

"Let me know when you have figured it out. Let me see - there is another full moon before Christmas. If you can figure it out earlier, maybe we can treat it as the first try. There is still time.

It’s too late.”

"But you should understand-"

"Understand what? Just because of that small risk? Come on, Remus, this is not the first time I have faced you after your transformation, not even the second time, at least the third time.

Times. Do you need me to count them for you? The one when I was in school, and the lost adventure in the snowy mountains - OK, I know, I know, you are worried about my safety, you are really kind,

I knew you were different from the guys you hang out with - like a certain guy named Black, that kid is really bad."

"But he has passed away. Stop talking, Toby, and I'm not worried about your safety. I know what you are capable of-"

"Then what are you worried about? Are you worried about yourself? You have turned into a werewolf!"

Toby stared at Lupine in disbelief, acting as if he had said something completely unreasonable.

"To be precise, it's a werewolf who took wolfsbane potion." Lu Ping said calmly: "You know exactly what this potion does. It will make me drowsy, even if I want to move.

I can't do it, let alone hurt you."

"You are really on guard against me." Toby said with a slap in his mouth, "I'm really disappointed."

"Who told you that you almost froze my tail off?" Lu Ping said angrily and funny: "I have to prevent this kind of thing from happening again. Now it happens to be winter again, but you have another one that will never happen.

Melted ice cubes - Speaking of which, where did this ice cube come from? Why do I have no memory at all?"

Lupine turned around and looked at Toby's collection, with a confused expression on his face.

"Don't think about it." Toby waved his hand impatiently and said, "How could you remember that I found this ice cube after you left the snow mountain? It seems that you were really confused by the cold."

"Okay." Lu Ping shook his head helplessly. He seemed to be planning to leave and walked towards the door.

But just when he put his hand on the doorknob, he did not continue to twist it. Instead, he turned back to Toby and said: "It seems that we are going to experience another adventure together. I hope I won't lose this job by then."

You can also keep your tail by working."

Toby said with an expression that he had been waiting for him for a long time: "Don't worry, I can't guarantee the job, but the tail can definitely be saved."

Lu Ping laughed twice, then sighed, and then really left.

——

As the Christmas holiday approaches, Hogwarts is gradually becoming lively. Everyone knows that there will be special events during this year's holiday. Not only will an unprecedented celebration be held in Hogsmeade Village, but also

There will be many interesting guests visiting Hogwarts, and Fudge will accompany them to attend the dinner with the teachers and students.

As a result, not many students are willing to go home this year. They want to reunite with their families, but such a large-scale event does not happen every year.

After signing one name after another on the form to decide whether to stay in school, Ron handed the form towards Harry and found that he was in a daze.

"Have you noticed?" Ron leaned his head next to Hermione and whispered: "Harry has been acting a bit recently -"

"I've decided!" Hermione's loud voice startled Ron and made Harry wake up quickly.

He saw Hermione snatching the form away, quickly writing her name with a quill, and then heaving a sigh of relief.

"I think it's better to stay. Although I feel sorry for my parents by doing this, they can't understand how important this is to me - and I can also study and study the assessment. I have to do it for

Gryffindor House needs to win more points, otherwise we will be surpassed by Slytherin - haven't you noticed this?"

Hermione looked at Ron and Harry who were staring blankly at her with disgust, and she said angrily: "Do you only know how to eat when you go to the Great Hall?"

"What else?" Ron asked stupidly.

"There are scores, the scores in the hourglass." Hermione said with a headache. She grabbed her hair and scratched it hard, and it suddenly became messy: "Professor Heimer's assessment is really too difficult. I never know how to transform."

How can the art be so difficult——"

"Then you did realize it was quite late." Harry said dryly, making Ron laugh.

At this time, Percy walked over in a swaggering manner. He was here to collect the form.

"Harry, have you decided to go back for Christmas?" he asked in surprise after taking a look at the form.

"How is that possible?" Harry took away the parchment much faster than Hermione just now, signed his name on it, and then handed it to Percy. The whole process was completed in one go, so fast.

Didn't let Percy react.

Spending Christmas with the Dursleys was one of the scariest things Harry could imagine - second only to being alone with Snape, and perhaps adding to that Professor Highmore's confinement.

However, when he thought about it carefully, Harry found that none of these things were as troublesome as the problem at hand.

"You look like this again." Ron said, staring at him closely.

"What's wrong with me?" Harry forced himself to cover up and said, "I'm fine now. I don't need to spend Christmas with those people. Oh, by the way, there are celebrations. Listen to Fred and George.

Have you said it? It is said that there will probably be a circus then——"

"Even I can see that you are abnormal." Hermione suddenly interrupted. She came over and asked nervously: "Are you also worried about the assessment? What exam did Professor Heimer assign to you?

Ah? You haven't said anything about what happened next - the course between you and Principal Dumbledore, how on earth can you pass it?"

"I"

Harry suddenly started to stutter. He thought of Professor Heimer's instructions to him——

"You can't mention this to anyone, not Ron, Hermione, or Principal Dumbledore."

"I remembered something else, and I need to discuss tactics with Wood-" Harry said hurriedly.

Wood, who was immersed in reading "The Quibbler" not far away, immediately raised his head: "Who? Who is calling me?"

Ron and Hermione stared at Harry with strange eyes, and even the dullest troll could probably see the panic in his eyes.

"Anyway, I have something to be busy with."

Harry said regardless, he stood up suddenly and ran towards the passage without looking back.

The cold wind blew through the wide corridor, chilling people's hearts.

Harry never dared to stop. He ignored the weird looks from all the students, only feeling that they all knew the deepest secret in his heart - all the speculations were false, and only the evil in his heart was real.

of.

What has become of him? Is this really what Professor Highmore said about recognizing himself? So he must have an evil talent that maybe even Voldemort doesn't have?

Harry couldn't understand.

"boom!"

When passing a corner, Harry accidentally collided with the person on the opposite side and immediately fell backwards.

"Sorry." Harry grabbed his back and climbed up, grinning in pain.

"What's wrong with you?"

Only then did Harry see that the person opposite was actually Cedric. He held his stomach in pain and asked, "Are your glasses broken, so you can't see the road clearly?"

Harry shook his head in embarrassment. He walked over and picked up Cedric's backpack that had fallen on the ground. Then Cedric couldn't hold it at all and kept rubbing his belly.

"Do I need to take you to the hospital?" Harry said apologetically, "I think Madam Pomfrey can cure you quickly."

"No, it's too late." Cedric shook his head and said, "I have to rush to class - by the way, why haven't you come recently?"

"What?" Harry looked at him confused.

"Mr. Barrow's course." Cedric asked puzzledly: "He asked you once - we talked as we walked."

Harry felt a little strange in his heart. He had only been there once by chance, but he didn't expect that Barrow would still care about him.

While following Cedric in small steps, he asked: "What about Ron and Hermione? Did Mr. Barrow mention them too?"

"No, because they have not been taught by Mr. Barrow personally." Cedric said: "I think Mr. Barrow is quite traditional, and his habits are a little different from ours. He will divide students into ordinary ones and those who really need it."

Those who take it seriously are like direct disciples? It's probably some kind of inheritance among ancient wizards."

Harry was indeed personally taught by Barrow. He answered Harry's questions about divination and told him how to make the results of divination more accurate. The method was actually very simple. He only needed to think from a different angle.

Divination should be regarded as a result, but as a part of the process. It has no beginning and will not end.

"Can I go too?" Harry suddenly stopped and asked.

"Of course." Cedric acted as if Harry had asked a natural question: "Of course you can go with me, just don't stop, we are really going to be late."

"Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to remind you."

"What is it?" Harry asked quickly: "Could it be homework?"

"That's not true." Cedric laughed out loud. He clearly understood that Harry was telling a joke related to Professor Highmore. Everyone knew that Professor Highmore was the professor who valued students' homework the most in this school.

"The person who will teach us today has changed. It is not Mr. Barrow, but Ms. Gray, the ghost of Ravenclaw House."

Harry heard from Cedric that this special class was organized by Professor Heimer, but he was not responsible for teaching. Instead, he asked two other ghosts to teach the students-Bloody the Bloody and Barrow the Bloody.

and Ms. Grey.

But the strange thing is that they never appear together. They have always been responsible for courses at different times. The content is roughly the same, and they are all related to the soul.

"Then can I still go?" Harry asked nervously. He was not familiar with Ms. Gray at all.

"No problem, just don't worry." Cedric patted his shoulder and comforted him: "There won't be any trouble."

What Cedric said was absolutely correct.

Because when Ms. Gray appeared in the classroom, she completely ignored Cedric and Harry and only cared about Ginny and Luna's problems and conditions.

By the way, of course Ginny and Luna also came, and after Ginny saw that only Harry and not Ron were coming to cause trouble, she was very happy and even took the initiative to say hello to Harry.

.

Ms. Gray's teaching style is more normal than Barrow's.

The last time he came here, Barrow asked them who had questions. As a result, only the students who raised their hands were left, and the others left the classroom without hearing anything.

Ms. Gray is different. She looks very arrogant, and her voice doesn't have a trace of warmth when she lectures. She really looks like an iceman.

But at least she explained the course seriously and didn't drive other people away as soon as she started.

But Harry still felt a little uncomfortable.

It was really because of Ms. Gray's disregard that he felt as if he was hated, but he clearly had done nothing. He had never even said hello to Ms. Gray, nor did he recognize her.

"For many years, wizards have not given up the search for souls." On the podium, Ms. Gray said in a plain tone: "Some people think it is the source of magic, while others are pursuing more powerful power.

. But unlike ghosts, souls cannot be traced. No one has ever succeeded, and no one has actually seen a real soul with their own eyes."

Cedric was diligently taking notes, and his appearance reminded Harry of Hermione. Fortunately, Harry didn't bring his schoolbag, which at least alleviated his inner self-blame a lot.

"Don't think it's weird."

Just when Harry was in a daze, he suddenly heard Cedric saying to himself in a very soft voice: "I guess Ms. Gray doesn't like to see men, so she ignores us. I guess this is also Barrow."

The reason why sir won’t show up.”

It turns out this has nothing to do with me.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. No matter where he went now, he couldn't help but suspect that others knew his secret that was very evil in nature, which made him unable to sleep well recently.

In this confused state, the class gradually came to an end.

Harry finally began to feel bad - he couldn't understand Ms. Gray's course at all, and it wasn't like knowledge that students should learn - at least someone at the scholar level could study it.

This is not good.

Because Harry came with him to seek help, he originally hoped to get a reasonable solution from the professor, or knowledge that would be useful to him, just like he did in the last class.

But now he has gained nothing.

"Do you have any questions about this class?"

Ms. Gray asked similar questions to Barrow. She still only looked at Ginny and Luna, not the two boys behind.

Once again, Ginny and Luna shook their heads. Harry guessed that it was probably because they didn't even understand why they were in this special class, so they couldn't even ask questions - these contents

It's still too much for second grade students.

"I have a question, Madam Professor?"

Under Cedric's surprised gaze, Harry quickly raised his hand. He also quickly changed the title because he was not sure whether Ms. Gray liked to be called professor.

Ms. Gray glanced at him lightly.

"get out of class is over."

Harry's eyes widened as he watched Ms. Gray leave the classroom with no intention of staying to answer questions.

"I told you a long time ago." Cedric comforted helplessly: "Ms. Gray doesn't like to see men, and she probably doesn't even want to hear voices."