Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Finally Thursday arrived, which was also the day for flying lessons.

The students came to the auditorium early for breakfast. An owl flew in front of Neville. Harry watched with envy as he opened the gift bag. It was a glass ball as big as a marble, which seemed to be filled with white smoke.

"This is a memory ball!" he explained.

As long as you forget what you did, the memory ball will turn red when you squeeze it tightly.

As a result, the memory ball turned red in Neville's hands.

"Oh..." Neville was thinking hard about what he had forgotten, but he happened to be seen by Draco Malfoy who was passing by, and he snatched it away.

Harry and Ron jumped up. They had already seen that Draco could not deal with him.

But at this moment——

"There's still time to make trouble at the dinner table. Have you finished your homework?"

Professor Heimer suddenly appeared. The students remembered that he rarely came to the auditorium for breakfast, but they did not expect that he would appear in front of them today.

The most terrifying part was that Professor Heimer's face clearly looked like his good mood had been disturbed. The smile on his face slowly faded and he stared at them with serious eyes.

Draco suddenly froze in place. He saw the memory ball in his hand float back to Neville, and at the same time he heard: "Intentionally causing trouble, Slytherin will deduct five points."

Then Toby stopped looking at Draco's red face, and his eyes slowly moved to Ron and Harry who jumped up.

"We are tired of sitting, Professor!"

Ron's mind was spinning very fast, and he quickly explained: "I want to stand up and stretch my legs, and we have already finished our homework."

It's hard to say which sentence made Toby satisfied. In short, he didn't embarrass Ron and Harry anymore and continued to walk towards the teacher's table.

It wasn't until Professor Heimer walked away that Harry couldn't help but laugh softly: "Tired from sitting? This is simply the funniest joke I've ever heard."

Ron looked at Malfoy's bleak back: "To be honest, I think Professor Highmore is pretty good at this point. At least he won't favor Slytherin - Neville, remember what you forgot.

?"

Toby originally wanted to sit further away, but since he approached the teacher's desk, Principal Dumbledore glanced at him from time to time.

"Oh, what a pity."

Toby said to Quirrell who looked anxious: "It seems I can only sit over there."

He walked over to Principal Dumbledore and sat down: "Aren't you going to attend some magic meeting today? You actually have time to have breakfast at school."

Dumbledore said calmly: "Because this allows me to look after my students better."

He obviously wasn't referring to the students at the table below.

"That's really harsh." Toby said, "It sounds like I'm a bad boy. Compared to James and Sirius, I'm far behind them."

Dumbledore did not answer this sentence, he said: "I received a notice saying that a whole carriage of luggage will be delivered to Hogwarts."

"Oh!" Toby looked like he suddenly realized: "I just thought of telling you this today. They are just some ordinary decorations. Don't professors all decorate their offices? I am no exception.

By the way, who told you this? I'm just curious and won't do anything to that person. Is it Severus? I'll go talk to him after breakfast - "

"It's not Severus." Dumbledore picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and said calmly: "It's Mundungus Fletcher. He is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a good thing for you to get to know him in advance.

"

"Okay, okay." Toby said helplessly. He recalled the cunning guy and how on earth Witch found him. How could he be so unreliable? He was still Dumbledore's subordinate.

As for the reason why Mundungus had to be found, of course it was because those "decorations" could not be transported to Hogwarts in the ordinary way, or even come to the UK normally.

Almost all of them are prohibited items, and even if they are not, they are within the scope of suspicion.

"Those are just some souvenirs." Toby had to say: "They are just souvenirs found in ancient ruins. I got them all with great difficulty. I can't even sleep well without them."

Dumbledore put down his cup and glanced at Toby.

Toby immediately lamented: "I didn't sleep well, okay. But those souvenirs are indeed extremely precious. Even the goblins don't know. I hid them all secretly and didn't even put them in Gringotts. I didn't even put them in Gringotts."

I don’t know if these things are valuable in their eyes, but I definitely won’t sell them to them.”

"As long as it doesn't harm the students," Dumbledore said, "You and I both know how dangerous the research communicated in the letter is."

"Don't worry, principal."

Toby said confidently: "How could it harm them?"

"At best, it's just scary."

Throughout the breakfast, Toby kept looking out the window eagerly. Unfortunately, the time when the carriage arrived at Hogwarts was inaccurate, after all, it contained a lot of suspected prohibited items.

After breakfast, Toby returned to the office. He and Al continued to stare at the sky outside the window, just enough to catch a glimpse of the students taking flying lessons.

As a result, he saw with his own eyes the scene when Neville fell off the broom, and he was unable to stop him in time - Neville's rise was too fast, faster than Frank and Alice combined.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Toby shook his head and sighed: "They are really a family. Even their flying skills are equally bad."

At this moment, Toby saw a black spot in the sky from a distance, and the black spot quickly grew in size.

"I'm coming!"

Toby left the office excitedly, and Al was also very excited.

"My lovely souvenirs are finally here!"

At the same time, when Ms. Hooch took Neville to the school hospital, Draco picked up the memory ball left by Neville.

He first looked around cautiously, and then laughed loudly: "Look what this is, the memory ball given to him by that fool's grandma."

"Bring it here, Malfoy," Harry whispered.

Everyone stopped talking and stared.

Malfoy grinned ugly, and he kept provoking the boy who had humiliated him on the train. He flew to an oak tree, and Harry ignored Hermione's dissuasion and flew into the sky - it was the first time he felt the excitement of flying.

Mysterious, it's like being born with it.

Malfoy's expression became tense. They fought in the sky for a while. There was no Crabbe or Goyle to escort Malfoy, but he suppressed the anger in his heart and did not throw away the memory ball.

After enduring Professor Heimer's reprimand, he refused to let go of this opportunity to fight Harry.

"If you want to come and get it, you can try it!"

Malfoy roared and rushed towards Harry. He seemed to be going crazy. Anger and shame flooded his brain, and he ignored them all for a moment.

Harry couldn't escape this time, and the two of them collided hard in the air - Harry still insisted on the broom, but Malfoy couldn't hold the broom tightly because he had to hold the memory ball.

He was knocked away and the broom was completely released.

It was dozens of feet high here. Malfoy screamed in horror, and the people below were shouting.

Harry made the most incredible move. He didn't even think he would do it. It was a completely subconscious reaction - he leaned forward, pointed the broomstick to the ground, accelerated and dived down, chasing Malfoy - in

When Malfoy's head was only a foot away from the ground, Harry stretched out a hand and grabbed Malfoy's ankle, then straightened the broom handle in time and fell to the grass with Malfoy.

"Ah! Ah!"

Malfoy was still yelling with his eyes closed, and the students were stunned.

Harry walked up to Malfoy in a muffled voice.

"Bring it!"

He grabbed the memory ball that was still in Malfoy's hand.

Malfoy slowly opened his eyes and found that he was safe. The next second, Professor McGonagall suddenly ran over angrily and scolded Harry loudly.

Toby, who was watching this scene from a distance, put away his unused wand.

He clicked his tongue and shook his head and said, "He looks so much like James. Severus must hate him to death."