Archaeologists at Hogwarts

[There is a legend circulating in the distant Hogwarts, where a devil named Toby Highmore lives. 】

[He has a lovely assistant, Mr. Al, who transports the flying carpet of prohibited items from nowhere.]

[He also has a terrible old mantra called "Have you finished your homework?"]

[Never meet him unless you have done all your homework and there are no problems.]

[But this is impossible, because you can never imagine the vastness and mystery of ancient magic.]

[Be glad you didn’t meet Toby Highmore, no matter when it was.]

[Sternness during class, ink stains after class, or the naughty expression that occasionally comes out. 】

[It is rumored that the switch for personality change is hidden in his hair.]

[When it droops in front of your face, remember to stay away from him.]

[Even if you are combed behind your head, don’t approach him rashly.]

[Because he is Toby Highmore, the devil who teaches ancient magic. 】

[This is the legend circulating in Hogwarts, the legend of distant Hogwarts!]

When the Sorting Hat song ended, Dumbledore smiled and clapped softly.

"Maybe I'll sing this song at the back-to-school dinner next year."

The Sorting Hat hit his mouth and said, seeming to still have something to say.

And Toby across the desk was almost furious!

"That's how they programmed me!"

He stood up and shouted angrily: "I worked hard to teach them ancient magic, and I also tried my best to check their homework, but this is how these students arranged me!"

"Calm down, Toby." Dumbledore said with a smile in his eyes: "I usually call this the beginning of students accepting you. As a professor who has been in class for less than a week, this is definitely a good sign.

"

"Really?" Toby asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's a lie!" Phineas in the principal's portrait sneered: "What does hate have to do with acceptance? It's always just hate. Don't listen to Dumbledore's nonsense. He's just fooling you. To

I say, those students should be hung up and cleaned up one by one, that's what Slytherin would do!"

"Shut up! Phineas!" The witch in another portrait raised a wand and pointed it at him: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will make you look good!"

"But I quite believe in Principal Black." Toby shrugged his shoulders and said, "He is the most unpopular principal in history. He must have extremely rich experience in dealing with students' disgust."

"Okay, Toby."

Dumbledore quickly changed the subject: "I didn't just call you here today just to let you listen to this song."

"So this can be considered one of your goals, to make the Sorting Hat sing this song in front of me?"

"No...well, I do want to see your reaction to this song. After all, your teaching style is really...different."

"Is this a compliment?"

"Unfortunately, not really."

So Toby started to fiddle with the small silver top again, pretending not to hear.

Dumbledore looked at him helplessly.

"I turned down the Rita Skeeter interview for you," he said.

"Who is Rita Skeeter?" Toby finally looked up and asked.

"A journalist who has painted me as a rigid old madman," Dumbledore said. "You should understand the impact of your first lesson, especially your remarks about blood. I have tried to keep these effects as low as possible."

It will penetrate into Hogwarts and interfere with the teaching work. So if she contacts you, you must refuse her interview——"

"I understand, principal!" Toby said confidently.

Dumbledore decided to ask more: "What do you know?"

"No need to ask." Toby smiled mysteriously and leaned forward, as if he wanted to reveal some secret plan.

And that's exactly what he did.

"Of course it's Rita Skeeter. That woman dared to slander you like this, let alone target me. I will find a time to teach her a lesson. I have many interesting collections.

It was found from ancient ruins. It is very powerful and the consequences are very terrible. The woman named Skeeter will see it. You don't have to worry about the subsequent problems. In the worst case, I will delete this part.

If it's dropped, we won't tell it in class, so no one will know it was us."

"What do you think of this plan, Headmaster?"

Dumbledore stared directly at Toby.

"Don't do this to anyone, anywhere, anytime. I warned you."

His tone was unusually harsh.

Toby looked a little confused: "What? Has the way wizards do things changed now? I remember that the Death Eaters did this when I was in school. If they are not more ferocious and cunning than them, how can they defeat their enemies?"

"But it's not a war anymore, and Rita Skeeter is not a Death Eater. Okay, let's talk about the next thing."

Dumbledore couldn't refuse and said: "The centaurs in the Forbidden Forest came to me and said you planned to destroy the forest?"

"How is that possible?" Toby immediately denied, pointing to his shoulder: "If you don't believe me, ask Al! When we were exploring the ruins, we deliberately avoided those trees, not even the leaves that fell on the ground.

move."

Al nodded cooperatively, and loudly accused the centaurs of talking nonsense.

"What ruins are there in the Forbidden Forest?" Dumbledore asked.

"Still looking." Toby replied: "Do you know how big the Forbidden Forest is? Professor Kettleburn has spent half his life exploring the Forbidden Forest. One day I will find it."

"Don't do that again." Dumbledore's tone became stern again: "You——"

"Wait a minute, principal."

Toby suddenly interrupted.

This time it was Toby who stared directly at Dumbledore and asked tentatively: "If my feeling is correct, are you specifically looking for me to lecture you this time?"

"It's a pity, yes."

"Are you kidding?!"

Toby suddenly jumped up: "I have graduated now, and I am even a professor in the school, but I still have to be caught and listened to the principal's lecture?"

The smile reappeared on Dumbledore's face: "It's hard to say whether this makes any difference. But in my eyes, you are still just students, and there are still many things to learn."

"Oh, come on." Toby said and was about to leave the principal's office: "I still have a lot of things to do. Those homework alone are enough to give me a headache. How can I have time to listen to these things that I have been hearing since I started school?

The nagging.”

He opened the door forcefully, and saw Snape just walking outside.

"this......?"

Toby turned his head back and forth in confusion, and finally asked Dumbledore behind the desk:

"He's here to be trained too?"