Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 302 Quidditch

"Merlin"

After sighing once, Ron seemed to feel that it was not enough. He repeated it again: "You are actually going to play in the World Cup, Merlin's pants-"

"Hey!" Hermione stopped her in a low voice: "Don't think we don't know that this is a curse word used by wizards. Please be careful what you say."

She gestured in the direction of the podium, as if she was saying - Otherwise, Dean McGonagall has many ways to make him look good.

They were now learning how to turn a teapot into a turtle, and all the students in the classroom were practicing - except Hermione, who had already succeeded and was pretending to help Harry and Ron.

Ron still wanted to defend, but Harry interrupted him: "It's not that I want to participate in the Quidditch World Cup, but that Professor Hemmer plans to do so, and many things have not been decided yet. You must not Talking nonsense everywhere."

He was afraid that Ron would take this unseen thing seriously. Let's talk about Harry's age. He still didn't know if this could really cross the standard age limit.

It’s not that Harry doesn’t believe what Professor Heimer said, but the Black Devil is not the owner of any club, so can it really have an effect on changing the entire competition system?

Poor little Harry still doesn't know what he will face in the future, and he has also forgotten Toby's other identity - the boss of "The Quibbler".

As the owner of the most popular magazine in the wizarding world today, he has long been able to influence the thoughts of most wizards.

Just when class was over, Hermione habitually took out "The Quibbler" and flipped through it. She was usually looking for news about Grindelwald, but neither he nor the people who helped him escape have been caught. .

As a result, this time, a new article appeared in the magazine, and the author is still anonymous.

"Let me read it too." Although he also had a magazine, Ron still subconsciously wanted to "learn" from Hermione, and Harry was no exception. It is estimated that it will take a long time to change this habit.

[Quidditch has a worrying future] - This is the title of this article, which states that the Quidditch competition in recent years - whether it is the World Cup or the League Cup, has become more and more boring, and wizards are more Get used to seeing results in the next day's newspaper rather than going to watch the game in person.

"Is this true?" Ron looked at the two of them confused and said, "But why are the ticket prices getting higher year by year?"

"Isn't it written here?" Hermione pointed to a part of the article and read; "In order to recover the cost of hosting the game, after the number of spectators became smaller and smaller, the league had no choice but to raise the ticket price. But except for the World Cup level Outside of competitions, all I get are counter-effects - it's better to replace those who make decisions with goblins, at least they will do the math."

"That's really merciless." Ron also said excitedly. He pointed to a part of the content at the back and said: "Here is also - most of the previous audience were here to guess which rule would be violated today. They just went to watch the game because of their actions, but since the rules became more and more perfect, these people have lost their interest in attending the game in person - is the professor planning to completely relax the rules and hold a death contest? Diqi?”

They obviously thought it was an article written by Toby.

"That would be so fun." Even Harry said so. He knew the rules of Quidditch and knew that many of them were very bizarre - for example, you couldn't turn your opponent into a skunk, and you couldn't take a

Attack the opponent with a long axe.

Think about it, once restrictions are really relaxed, weapons and animals will probably be scattered all over the stadium, and it's uncertain whether all the players will end up alive.

"I guess there will be a good show." Ron finally commented.

——

Not long after this article was published, an owl flew from the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts. Its purpose was very clear, it was the man in the Ancient Magic Office.

"Whose letter is it?" Toby is busy preparing for the next semester's course content. Nowadays, the students' learning progress is a bit fast, and using scepters and ancient magic divination can no longer satisfy them.

Of course, it's possible that only Toby thinks this way. The students are eager to take a breather from the complicated studies and then focus the remaining energy on inventing the prizes in the wish box - many of them want to make a lot of money.

.

Coincidentally, this letter was also written by a wizard who wanted to make a lot of money.

"Yeah." Al told Toby that this was not a complaint letter from a parent, and showed the envelope to Toby. On it was written the name and position of the other party - Ludo Bagman, Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports.

What he mentioned in the letter was very simple, that is, he was eager to meet Toby, and the sooner the better.

So, that night, Toby met the no longer heroic veteran at the Pig's Head Bar.

Before entering the Ministry of Magic, Ludo Bagman also played as a batsman for the Wimborne Hornets and the England Quidditch team. He is considered the best batsman ever, but now his

His appearance was not so convincing - even though he was still wearing a long Quidditch robe exclusive to the Hornets, he could not hide his big belly and the anxiety on his face.

Toby slowly drank the lava wine brought by Sirius's fake boss. The reason why he chose the Pig's Head Bar as the meeting place was very simple, just to watch Sirius serve him unwillingly, which can make people feel better.

Pleasure.

"It's chaos, everything is in complete chaos!"

Bagman didn't look like an outsider at all. He said to Toby as soon as he came up: "The ministry has become a mess now. There is a shortage of manpower everywhere. Grindelwald's escape has had a great impact on them."

.I said there was no need to worry at all, after all, we still have Dumbledore, but they just told me to be careful with what I said, so as not to offend Fudge, the explosive keg - he was about to be driven crazy."

Judging from Bagman's words, he obviously wanted to please Toby. Unfortunately, he really didn't know Toby very well, and he couldn't say how good it was to kidnap a foreign minister, so he could only praise Deng in a roundabout way.

Bullido.

Well, he undoubtedly made the wrong calculation again. After all, Toby had been having a cold war with Dumbledore for some time and had not even spoken to each other.

"Minister Bagman." Toby picked up a chocolate bar and stirred it in the cup, watching it melt. At the same time, he said in a casual tone: "If you have nothing else to do, I'm afraid I have to leave early.

Now, the magazine still has many things waiting for me to make decisions."

It's really difficult to deal with.

Bagman remembered an instruction he had received from Lucius before he came. Never try to fool Toby Highmore, he was not a very kind person.

"Sili has been having a hard time recently." Bagman finally brought the topic to the point. He said tiredly: "Grindelwald's escape from prison has made people panic. No one wants to go to the game anymore. No one knows about it.

Where are you hiding? Besides, the department is also short of manpower and needs help."

Under Bagman's hint, Toby finally became interested.

"Is there a shortage of director?" he asked directly.

"This." Bagman said with a strange look in his eyes. The director is himself: "There is still no shortage. The director is currently in good health and has not thought about retiring. But in addition to the Quidditch League Headquarters, the official Gobstone

Both the club and the comic patent office are short of people, well, very short of people."

The entire Department of Magical Sports and Sports has only three departments in total - the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, and the Comical Products Patent Office.

In order to seek Toby's help, Bagman offered extremely generous terms.

"That's great." Toby finally showed a satisfied smile: "It just so happens that I have two recommended wizards——"

"Two?" Bagman said in shock. He didn't expect Toby to want them all.

"Yes, two." Toby said with emphasis: "Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom, I believe you should have heard of them. As former Aurors, I think they must be able to handle these two jobs, and occasionally

We can also help you with the work of the Quidditch League Headquarters, who have been responsible for this content in the magazine."

"It would be fine if it's them." Bagman had obviously heard about the heroic deeds of the Longbottoms, but he still hesitated: "But if it's two people, I'm worried that it won't be so easy for the ministry to pass, even if they are not the director of the department.

, but it’s not a small position.”

"Don't worry, I will help them." Toby said confidently.

Looking at the bubbling lava wine in Toby's hand, Bagman suddenly regretted coming to him, because he had not defrauded him of the funds and offered him two important positions.

After all, he has kidnapped a minister, let alone a director.

Toby has not promised any conditions to Bagman for the time being, and will only make a decision on this matter after the Longbottoms also join the company.

After Bagman left worriedly, Sirius' disguised face was full of gloom. He walked over and said: "Don't expect me to keep your little move a secret. I will inform Dumbledore about it soon -

"

"You don't need to worry about it." Toby stood up and said, "Whose do you think the Longbottoms are? Could it be that they are mine? Haha."

"The only person they want to be loyal to is Albus Dumbledore."

——

The very next day, the Longbottoms rushed to Hogwarts.

"Dad, Mom?" Neville was stunned in the corridor. He stared blankly at his parents who were dressed in strange clothes. They were colorful and looked like special clothes from a certain place. They had just finished their vacation.

"Oh, dear." Alice hurriedly kissed Neville's forehead twice and said, "Mom still has something to do, so we'll see you later, okay?"

Frank's way of greeting was even more concise. He rushed to the Ancient Magic Office without stopping, pushed open the door, and saw Toby who was watering the Mason door. He didn't have any classes this morning and was still wearing pajamas. Al was

I was sleeping in and didn't get up.

"You guys got here really fast," Toby turned around and said with a smile, "Have you seen Neville? He's been doing well lately -"

"Are you planning to kill someone again, or have you already done so?" Frank asked nervously, and Alice, who was following him, quickly closed the door to prevent passing students from seeing this scene.

"Huh?" Toby was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, it seems that your expectations of me are really high."

"Otherwise, why did you fall out with Dumbledore again?" Frank continued: "What else could you do to offend him?"

"Stop, stop, stop." Toby turned off the shower head and asked with a strange look in his eyes: "Did the principal take the initiative to let you be the lobbyists?"

"That's not true." Alice interjected: "We saw Dumbledore when we came here, and chatted with him casually for a few words. However, we found that the relationship between him and you had deteriorated again, and we sighed every time."

"Oh, come on." Toby said impatiently: "Why is it always me who is at fault, and it can't be Dumbledore?"

Frank and Alice both grinned.

"That's a good joke." Frank came up and hugged the disgusted Toby: "The little guy finally knew how to resist. Is it possible that you want to kill the principal this time and plan to form an alliance with Grindelwald?

? I knew there would be such a day."

Toby was growing impatient.

"Yes." He said casually: "What you think is right, and I almost succeeded."

Alice laughed out loud: "This joke is not bad."

"Okay." Toby didn't intend to explain to them what was going on. He said, "It's time for you to return to the Ministry of Magic. I've found two good positions for you. You can choose for yourself."

That's fine, and you can also help me keep an eye on Lucius and don't let him do anything stupid."

Frank and Alice exchanged a look. Although they had already known the news in last night's letters, but——

"What should we do with the magazine?" Frank asked doubtfully: "We are still responsible for the content of the Quidditch section, so don't we need to worry about it?"

"You are all going to the Ministry of Magic anyway." Toby said: "At that time, you can go directly through the Ministry's channels, or simply copy the content of the Daily Prophet. This is the easiest. The key is that you are

What do you think, huh? Do you plan to return to the ministry?"

"About this matter-" Alice said: "We have discussed it before coming here. It may be difficult if it is the Auror office, but the Department of Magical Sports and Sports is very good. There is no problem."

"But, Toby." Frank suddenly said in a serious tone: "You don't want us to do something for you, do you? I think most things are fine, but you should also know that if it really

It is very dangerous content, and we may still tell Dumbledore, just like you did when you were a child."

Faced with Frank's reminder, Toby smiled and said indifferently: "This is also the easiest problem to deal with, it doesn't matter."

"Trust me, it really doesn't matter."