Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 301 New Course

Toby failed to get more useful information from Grindelwald. He was just recruited in disguise again, and Grindelwald was extremely persistent in this.

However, unlike Dumbledore's concealment, Grindelwald had already explained the reason to Toby - under the restrictions of the law of conservation of magic, when more and more ancient magic items are left behind, today's wizards will only change.

Be weaker.

In this way, archaeologists who focus on studying ancient magic are very important.

"It's really difficult to handle."

Toby couldn't help but talk to himself, which made Harry, who was sitting silently across the desk, become a lot more nervous.

"Professor?" he asked carefully: "Will today's class be difficult? Do I need to prepare anything more?"

Today is the day that Toby and Harry agreed on. There will be no Ron and Hermione in this tutorial class, only Harry comes alone.

He didn't have much doubt about this, and although Professor Heimer had repeatedly asked Harry not to tell others about his in-depth study of the devil, on that full moon night, he caught the rune snake and the cat.

Professor Heimer of Lizi obviously already knows that Harry's devil has been exposed, but Professor Heimer has not mentioned this matter since Christmas.

Harry was indeed worried that he would be punished at first, but when Principal Dumbledore admitted the three of them to the school hospital, Harry realized that the night he came here was not a coincidence.

So, in the final analysis, he is still confused and can only live one day at a time.

"No need." Toby returned his attention to Harry, his eyes hidden behind his hair, and he said casually: "As long as you are present, it is enough. By the way, the principal has been there recently.

Have I ever seen you again?"

"No." Harry shook his head and said, not understanding why Professor Hemmer would ask this question.

Toby stood up, pacing back and forth in Harry's sight, walking around the office, occasionally stopping for a short time in front of the strange collections.

Al was humming an unknown tune. He sat on the small flying carpet, wiped the crystal clear ice with his paws, and watched with satisfaction as it slowly retreated.

"Yeah." It barked at Toby.

Toby nodded and then stopped in front of the ice cube.

Harry suddenly became even more confused - could the lesson later be related to this piece of ice that would never melt?

At this moment, Harry heard Professor Heimer turn his back to him and ask: "Have you noticed any changes in yourself recently? I mean, after your devil lost a head, did it also happen to you?"

Variety."

Harry thought carefully for a while and found that except for the memory of his parents being killed, nothing had changed in him.

This was already a very strange thing, and Harry had been worried that he would lose control as before, after all, his devil had lost an entire head.

"No, Professor." He said honestly: "On the contrary, I think——"

"I feel better than before, right?" Toby interrupted: "I have never felt that I am living so real."

This is really an apt description.

Harry nodded in surprise. That was it. Apart from the initial anger, he was no longer as confused as before, and he no longer felt that he was just living in a fog.

Toby slowly turned around and said, "I have always believed that the devil helps wizards see the world clearly, just like magic not only has a good side, but some of its content is also bad."

"For example, you, Harry, Horcruxes have always been evil magic, so we don't have to worry about you becoming more evil, right?"

came back.

Professor Heimer, who speaks astonishingly as soon as he opens his mouth, is back again.

Harry didn't know what expression to show for a moment. He wanted to refuse, but his decision didn't seem to be that important in front of Professor Hemmer, and he vaguely felt that his words seemed quite reasonable -

He is already a Horcrux, so what do you have to worry about?

"Begin," Toby said, "call out your devil first."

Harry took out the recorder he had always carried close to him, and after whistling in Parseltongue, black smoke slowly condensed from the flute, eventually turning into a rune snake with only two heads left.

"The Mastermind." Toby said, looking at the head of the rune snake on the left, and then turning his gaze to the head of the snake on the right: "And the Imagineer. Now we only have them left, what do you prefer, Harry?"

?”

Is the professor asking him to choose a head?

"Plotter." Harry said decisively. He didn't want to continue living in longing and fantasy at all, because he had seen the Mirror of Erised and knew that fantasy alone was meaningless.

Moreover, he is already living in a magical world. This is the most unspeakable fantasy.

Toby nodded, he reached out and took the Gryffindor sword that Al silently handed over, and then extended the hilt to Harry.

"It's time to make a decision, Harry."

really.

Harry came up with this idea while feeling ridiculous. It was a pity that his devil couldn't even save the last two heads.

"That's not the case." Toby stared into Harry's eyes, and he said in a tone that saw through everything: "Sometimes, we have to make our own decisions. And, what's interesting is that wizards will react after encountering major changes.

It causes one's own patron saint to change, but the devil is just the opposite - when the devil undergoes major changes, it will cause the wizard to undergo some unpredictable changes."

"This is the lesson I am going to teach you today. You have to make your own decision. And I did it for you last time, so this time you have to do it yourself. This is an experience that no one can avoid.

——Even if it means drinking Gamp."

Professor Heimer started to say something that Harry couldn't understand again, but he at least understood one thing - Professor Heimer was metaphorizing the conversation before - if James was really resurrected and became their enemy again,

So how should Harry choose?

"Is there no other way?" Harry asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Can you choose your own destiny?" Toby asked, "Can you do it all over again?"

Obviously it's not possible, so the only choice is now.

Harry stood in front of his devil. He clenched the sword in his hand, feeling as heavy as he felt at this moment.

The two heads of the rune snake looked at him, one looked very shrewd, while the other looked like it had not woken up and looked groggy.

Harry glanced at Professor Hemmer one last time, but Toby still had no intention of taking back his decision and just waited for him silently.

All right.

Harry silently said to himself that it was time to make a choice.

He steeled himself, raised the sword with all his strength, and then swung it down violently.

There was no touch in his hands, but Harry still felt as if his head had been hit hard, followed by a warm feeling in his nose, and two nosebleeds remained.

Harry was unsteady for a moment. He was shaking and watched helplessly as the head that symbolized the dreamer flew down and turned into black smoke in the air and dissipated.

"Go on!" Toby suddenly shouted: "Cut off the last snake head, now, Harry!"

The sudden urging made Harry panic. He vaguely saw his devil slowly retreating. More memories poured into his mind at the same time, making Voldemort's screams become clearer.

Harry recalled the scene of Voldemort's death little by little. A green light bounced off Voldemort's body, causing him to become fragmented. Not even his body was left behind, but turned into a black smoke - that was Voldemort's broken soul.

Now, in front of Harry's eyes, two shadows overlapped - Voldemort's snake face and the rune snake overlapped.

Harry suddenly understood - Professor Heimer wanted to save him and prevent him from being troubled more by the devil. This was a course that should have ended completely.

"No, professor." He said firmly, standing up with his sword in his hand: "I can't just back down - why do you want to terminate the course? Isn't the threat of the mysterious man no longer important?"

Toby looked at Harry and shook his head regretfully.

"Of course it's important, but it shouldn't be your responsibility." He said slowly: "I wanted to end all this early, but now it seems that you did make your own choice."

Harry didn't understand why Professor Heimer suddenly changed his decision. Could it be related to the experience of the full moon night?

Why were they admitted to the campus hospital?

"Let's rest for a while." Toby waved his wand gently, causing Harry to feel a gentle force pushing him to fall on the sofa. Al handed over a few tissues with a click of his tongue.

"Thank you." Harry said, wiping away the nosebleed with trembling hands.

Toby sat opposite Harry. After Harry had finished cleaning up, he continued: "Don't blame me, kid——"

"I don't mean to blame you." Harry said eagerly: "I know you want to help me -"

"Listen to me first." Toby interrupted with a wave of his hand: "In the original course plan, you will learn about devils and study them in depth. Then in the near future, maybe next year, you will have the opportunity to rely on devils.

Find the mysterious man's broken soul, defeat him once and for all, and exact your revenge."

Except that Professor Heimer said the whole thing too easily, Harry felt that other parts of the content were acceptable, and he originally thought so.

Of course, there were many accidents in the process. For example, Harry's devil was created by himself and had nothing to do with Voldemort, but he was later overcome by Harry.

"But it's different now." Toby shook his head and said, "You should know that you, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger just stayed in the school hospital for a long time some time ago."

Harry nodded silently.

But under his expectant gaze, Toby did not tell Harry the real reason: "I can't tell you the specific reason yet, but this is indeed a risk that must be guarded against - in addition to

The second risk is that your father, James Potter, suddenly came back from the dead."

"This makes me realize that inexplicably, the risks to you are becoming more and more, more than a child should bear. What's interesting is that some people think that I will use you to deal with James,

But he had no idea that I just wanted to keep you out of it."

Harry suddenly became moved. He thought Professor Heimer had become concerned about him.

But Toby's next words shattered Harry's emotion into pieces.

"How is this possible?"

He couldn't help but smile and said: "Let a child deal with a powerful wizard? Who is James' friend? You may not know, your father is very powerful, even if you are really

Even if you learn how to deal with the devil, you won't be able to deal with him."

Harry didn't know how to respond to Professor Heimer's statement for a moment. He sat on the sofa stupidly - was this praising his father? Or was he belittling himself?

There seems to be some.

"Anyway, that's what it's all about."

Toby finally said: "I originally wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate your hidden dangers. Anyway, you are also hesitating about whether there will be a day when James turns against us, right? Who knows what he will change after his resurrection.

What will it look like?"

"But it's a pity that you still saw it." Toby shook his head regretfully again and said, "It's going to be difficult now."

Looking at Professor Heimo who was deep in thought, Harry couldn't help but feel anxious. He didn't know what decision Professor Heimo would make.

"How about this." Toby said suddenly: "Two things. The first thing is that you have to deal with another magic first - the Patronus Charm. Remus will start classes again soon. You,

Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger will continue to learn the Patronus Charm. Just as the two heads of the rune snake are gone, this can also help you avoid further impacts caused by the devil's changes."

Harry nodded silently, the idea sounded good.

"As for the second thing." Toby suddenly asked: "How do you think about the question I asked you before?"

Harry didn't know what the problem was.

He looked at Professor Heimer in confusion, and heard him say to himself: "It's just about going to play in the Quidditch World Cup. I know it's difficult, but you have to give it a try - and what if you are really caught?"

If you are selected into the official team, James may also secretly watch your game - he is a complete Quidditch fan. And as a father, James will not miss such an important game for his son.

"

This idea sounds even better.

"But do I really have a chance -" Harry asked hesitantly: "Do I have a chance to play in a formal game? I'm not an adult yet."

"The rules can be changed." Toby said with confidence: "Besides, some teams are in desperate need of gimmicks like yours, otherwise they will go bankrupt."

"Don't worry, the Black Devil will make those people accept it."