Archaeologists at Hogwarts

"He is too much like a tyrant."

At the dinner table, Ron took the pie and muttered: "A terrifying dictator, more terrifying than Snape and Professor McGonagall combined. Did you hear what he said about after-school tutoring? Then

What’s the difference between confinement and confinement?”

Harry quickly poked Ron with his finger. He looked left and right, and then whispered a warning: "Do you hope that this message will also reach Professor Hemmer's ears? He will definitely catch you and torture you."

A meal."

Ron immediately shuddered. Although Professor Highmore did not favor Slytherin students like Snape, he also did not favor students from other houses, let alone Gryffindor. He was the only one in class.

He will have a good attitude towards Hermione, and this is all because Hermione is the student who loves to answer questions.

Moreover, they also probably know that Professor Heimer is an extremely cautious person. If it were not for those rumors, there might not be such a thing as after-school tutoring.

"Then do you still dare to suspect that Professor Heimo is the thief?"

"Why don't you dare? I'm even more sure now. Have you ever seen such a lawless professor? He took Snape out for a fight during class, and even beat Snape into such a miserable state -"

"This is indeed worthy of celebration, but I said, if he is a thief, then let him be. As long as he doesn't lock me up, he can steal whatever he wants. Anyway, I don't have much money for him to steal -

-trouble making!"

Ron spoke the password, and the Fat Lady's portrait moved forward unsteadily, revealing a circular hole in the wall.

They crawled in through the hole in the wall and came to the Gryffindor common room, preparing to write their homework on ancient magic with sad faces.

But today there was a crowd of people gathered in the lounge. They stood in front of a notice posted. Ron stood on tiptoe and read:

"The first flying lesson will be held on the school playground this Thursday, and will be taught by Gryffindor and Slytherin."

"Oops." Harry said frustratedly, "I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of Malfoy. It would be great if the person teaching the class was Professor Highmore."

"You miss Professor Heimer now?" Ron asked with a strange look on his face.

"Because only he can control Malfoy. This is the only class where Malfoy doesn't dare to make trouble at all. Didn't you notice? He doesn't even dare to make fun of Hermione in the ancient magic class."

"It seems that this is really the case...but it makes sense. He dared to beat up even Snape, and even a student of Slytherin House. Malfoy just didn't want to be beaten."

"Hey! Didn't I hear you talking bad about Professor Heimer behind his back?" George came out from nowhere, and Fred had the same smile on his face: "You should know that Professor Heimer will

How can I teach you a lesson?"

"Shut up!" Ron said, adding: "You are not allowed to tell!"

"It's impossible to tell,"

“It’s a little difficult,”

"Who made Professor Heimer so strict?"

"There is also a mysterious magic circle——"

Harry suddenly remembered that they were both taking the same ancient magic course.

"Are you also learning magic circles?" he asked.

"Of course." Fred said, "I guess the content of the course at the beginning will be the same as yours, except for the final assignment."

George then said: "What we are going to use the magic circle to portray is a repair spell. To be honest, Fred and I have never seen such a magical magic. It is between the functions of magic spells and alchemy. It allows us to

Doing a lot of things.”

"What's going on?" Ron asked curiously.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Poor freshman, think about how to deal with homework."

"We just saw that Marcus Flint was called to the office again."

"Cedric also followed. I dare say that boy must have bad intentions. He must have seen something."

"What is it?" Harry couldn't help but ask: "Why do I feel that both of you admire Professor Hemmer? Am I wrong?"

George and Fred smiled mysteriously.

"It's normal for freshmen not to see it."

"You can't imagine the prospects of the magic circle."

At the same time, in the ancient magic office.

Toby sat behind the desk with a serious face. Al sat on his shoulders, wearing half-moon glasses, and his eyes were even more serious than him.

Opposite them, Marcus Flint, Cedric Diggory, and Hermione Granger sat respectively.

Hermione had already received part of the first draft of the next textbook as she wished, and was busy flipping through it with her head down, not paying attention to the two people next to her.

Marcus had a flattering smile on his face, but his heart was pounding. He couldn't help but wonder if Professor Highmore was really eyeing Slytherin's Quidditch team?

He did tell Dean Snape about this matter, but Snape ignored him at all and did not plead for him.

As for Cedric Diggory...

He looked even more uneasy than Marcus, with guilt almost written on his face.

Toby remembered that this student was a third-year student at Hufflepuff House. He performed well in class and could hardly find any mistakes.

A piece of parchment with a twisted magic circle floated in front of Cedric.

"Mr. Diggory."

After hearing Professor Heimer read his name, Cedric was startled and regretted his choice.

Toby continued: "I'm glad to see that you can turn in your homework faster than others, but in terms of quality, it's hard for me not to suspect that you deliberately made a mess of your homework to make it easier for you.

Come to the office and receive personal coaching from me."

Marcus looked at Cedric in shock - how could he be so stupid that he was even stupider than the troll?

"Explain it."

Toby said, his eyes fixed on Cedric, and Al even took out a small shovel and patted it on his hand, as if he would make you look good without saying anything.

"Professor...I..."

Cedric looked hesitantly at the small shovel in Al's hand. He was a little unsure whether the other person would really punish students corporally.

But he didn't want to lie anymore, so he said sincerely: "I realized the prospects of the magic circle, so I came up with such a bad idea. Before this, I had never seen a form of magic that could be stored until I

I learned about the magic circle. It is not like a magic wand, which requires immediate casting of spells. Instead, you can prepare it in advance, and then just use the wand to activate the magic circle. On the other hand, the magic circle is not as complicated as alchemy, so it can be considered a magic circle.

It's the best alternative, somewhere between wand casting and alchemy."

"I...I really don't want to miss this opportunity, Professor. This is a brand new magic system. It has broad prospects in the future and will even bring new changes to the entire magic world. However, I still noticed that the magic system will

It is very difficult to completely convert the curse into the form of a magic circle, and it takes time to study, so I volunteered to come to you..."

He cautiously raised his head and glanced at Professor Heimo, only to find that the other person was looking at him with a smile.

And from the tone of his voice, it seemed like he had a truly friendly smile.

"Yes, Mr. Diggory."

Toby praised: "This is one of the reasons why I will take the magic circle as the first course to teach, because it has broad prospects and is more complex than a simple form of spells, which will help you better understand future courses.

.”

Marcus had no idea what the two people were talking about.

Hermione couldn't help but look at Cedric twice, and at the same time, she felt a little annoyed in her heart. Why didn't she think of a brand new magic system?

However, as a freshman who has not been in class for a long time, it is difficult for Hermione to understand the various forms of magic. It is expected that she did not expect it.

But Cedric is different. He is a third-year student and has already had a deep understanding of magic.

"But besides these?" Toby stared directly at Cedric, his eyes seeming to penetrate his heart.

"Besides these, what else do you want?"

Cedric's face suddenly turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid his inner thoughts, but once again, he chose to reveal the truth.

"Honor...honor, Professor."

Cedric stammered and said: "I hope to get more honors. Hufflepuff House has always been looked down upon by others. I don't want to continue like this. I am eager to get honors so that Hufflepuff House will be looked down upon by more people."

I want people to take it seriously and let everyone know that this is not a college where only unwanted students will come.”

Marcus despised Cedric's idea, but he didn't dare to show it. Al was staring at him intently, swinging the shovel faster and faster.

Hermione looked at Cedric more often, but she still refused to admit defeat and said in her heart: "Gryffindor is the best house."

Toby didn't respond immediately, he pondered for a while.

"I remember you are a third-year student. If we start from this year, you can still stay at Hogwarts for five years?"

"Forehead......"

"What? Is my calculation wrong? Or do you plan to drop out of school early? Or maybe you won't survive until graduation? I must warn you that studying ancient magic is a very dangerous thing. Sometimes you are even embarrassed.

All werewolves will give up halfway."

"Wolf...werewolf? That's not what I meant, Professor, I know that taking on honor will inevitably face risks——"

"Honor, honor, no matter how important honor is, it is not as important as life. Don't mention this word in front of me again."

"Okay... okay, Professor."

Cedric was confused.

Toby glanced at Hermione inadvertently.

The little girl was stunned for a moment. She immediately hugged the first draft in her arms tightly and stared at Cedric warily.

"Then let's do this," Toby looked back and said, "You will be Al's assistant from now on."

"Al...Mr.'s assistant?" Cedric took a lot of effort to add the word "Mr."

"That's right, the assistant's assistant."

Toby made his decision: "Do you agree, Mr. Diggory?"

Cedric blinked, finally realizing what had happened - he had succeeded!

"Of course, sir." He couldn't help but said in surprise.

Al jumped off Toby's shoulder and stretched out a paw.

Cedric shook hands quickly: "Oh, and Mr. Al."

Fortunately, he took Care of Magical Creatures as an elective course. When the next class comes, he will ask Professor Kettleburn how to take care of the Niffler.

Finally, Toby turned his attention to Marcus, who looked puzzled.

"Is it Dean Snape you're looking for?" he asked calmly, "Is it you who filed the complaint against him?"

Marcus was stunned, his mouth suddenly turned faster than his head, and he blurted out: "There is such a thing, but didn't you ask us to find the dean in the first place?"

Toby didn't look at him anymore, but looked at Cedric: "As the assistant's assistant, you have your first task today, which is to teach Marcus to draw the magic circle of the floating spell. This is not important to you.

It’s not difficult.”

Then he looked at the stunned Marcus: "Don't tell me that you can do everything, and you are not allowed to bully Mr. Diggory with the excuse of being in a higher grade. I'm going to talk to Dean Sprout about the matter now. I hope to wait.

You will have learned it when I come back."

"Otherwise, I will teach you personally."

With cold sweat dripping down Marcus's forehead, Cedric took out the parchment and notes, preparing to complete today's first task perfectly.

Hermione tried hard not to raise her head. She kept whispering warnings in her heart: "Don't mess with Professor Highmore, don't mess with Professor Highmore..."

Toby took Al out of the office and wandered slowly in the corridor.

"ah!"

"You mean the Slug Club? It's really looking more and more like it. Of course, the premise is to get rid of Marcus Flint. I won't bring in the trolls."