Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 356 School starts

The only good thing is that Harry's dissuasion finally worked, and James didn't have to go looking for Professor Highmore at night.

"Then just write him a letter."

James said this after taking a step back.

This sounded like a very reasonable solution. Harry thought that neither Professor Hemmer nor James would be able to fight across the letter paper.

Perhaps because Harry's thoughts also played a role, the worst scene he expected did not happen.

The only thing Harry knew was that after receiving Professor Hemmer's reply, James locked himself in the room for a long time before he came out tiredly.

"Have your luggage been packed?" James said to Harry who was curious and worried: "Go to bed early, tomorrow is the day when Hogwarts starts school."

After so many things happened, Harry was finally going to start school.

This day came almost unconsciously.

Harry obviously hadn't lived in the Tonks family for long, but he had gradually gotten used to it - it was much better than he imagined. During the day, he could play on the grass outside the house as long as he didn't go more than a hundred meters away.

The distance range is sufficient.

And in the evening, a lot of people working outside would come back to have dinner together. Sirius and James would share with him interesting stories about working in the Ministry of Magic. Lupine would always complain quietly, and Tonks would always help out.

There were a lot of bad ideas, and her parents prepared a sumptuous dinner every night to celebrate. It seemed that no amount of preparation was too much.

At this moment, Harry even became a little nervous.

He was about to see Qiu Zhang again.

Early the next morning, Harry woke up on his own without anyone calling him.

"Good morning, Hedwig," he said to the snow-white owl beside the cage. "I can't even remember how long it's been since you've had to be locked up against your will - and so have I, haven't I?"

Hedwig looked lazily at her little master, and she chirped, urging Harry to get up from bed and have breakfast.

When Harry got dressed and came to the kitchen, he found that something was being prepared in full swing.

"Sirius, pass me the spices."

"Which one do you want?"

"It's the one that tastes salty."

"Are you sure? There are many kinds of condiments like this here."

"Both of you, don't any of you know how to use food magic?"

"Do you think we look like we can?"

"So what do you think about making sandwiches? The method is simple and requires no effort. Also - are you sure this is for people to eat?"

"Remus, if you don't plan to help, please leave. Also, don't question my craftsmanship - I learned this from Lily."

"Well, are you insulting Lily's cooking skills? Harry is here just in time. Come over and see what ridiculous things your father is doing."

Harry was called over by Lupine, and he was shocked to see a black mass in the pan, and he was very sure that the iron pan was being gradually corroded by that thing.

"How's it going? It looks good, right?"

James was still saying hopefully: "Just stay still, I will bring breakfast to the table in a while - don't worry about anything."

It wasn't until today that Harry really got to see James' cooking skills.

Just at this time, Tonks also came down the stairs yawning. Her hair color was gray early in the morning, and it was this color whenever she didn't wake up.

"Look what I found?"

Tonks looked at the food in the pot and then at Harry. She said matter-of-factly: "Yes, we should prepare some self-defense poison for this little guy, but are you sure it won't be used by Hogwarts?"

Consider it a prohibited item?"

James struggled to shovel the dark mass twice, pretending not to hear what Tonks was saying.

The corners of Sirius and Lupine's mouths turned up at the same time.

With a squeaking sound, the shovel in James' hand gradually melted away and was completely broken.

"Okay, I give up." He threw away the remaining half of the shovel in anger: "Just eat a sandwich!"

"Be careful." Sirius exaggeratedly pushed Harry back, acting as if the half shovel was some kind of powerful weapon - even though it was almost the same.

In the end, breakfast was spent on a sumptuous sandwich. Before that, Harry had never thought that Tonks' cooking skills would be so good - as long as he was not allowed to eat the black stuff, even if he was better than Weasley

It's okay, madam.

While eating, James complained about "he just wants to help" and "give Harry a good practice." Even when he was finally about to go out, he asked Harry very seriously: "You

You should know that I didn’t intend to poison you, right?”

"Of course." Harry said hurriedly.

I don't know how these people did it. Except for Tonks who really couldn't get away, James, Sirius, and Lupine all took the morning off to send Harry to school at the station.

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And it was done in a way that Harry had never seen before.

"Where did these two motorcycles come from?"

He looked at the two very ostentatious black motorcycles outside the door in surprise.

"We had it when we were kids." James walked over and patted the back seat of the car and said, "I mean when we were in school, Sirius and I would modify some things, including this kind of transportation - and

It's very useful and even helped us escape from the Death Eaters - OK, just sit on it and give me Hedwig's cage."

He hung the cage on the side of the car, and Harry happily followed him and sat in together.

They attracted a lot of attention just on the road - Harry strongly suspected that the modifications James was referring to were exactly the same as Mr. Weasley's magical car, and many times they passed cars that seemed impossible to squeeze through.

There was a gap, but the surrounding Muggles didn't notice anything strange.

Finally, they arrived at the train station together, and then got into the special wall when no one was around.

The roaring crowd immediately surrounded them, surrounded by scenes of parents bidding farewell to their children - Harry never thought that he would get such treatment one day.

Sirius touched his chin and said: "Maybe we should just come in on motorcycles, that would be more popular."

"Then you will be warned by Dumbledore again." Lupine said helplessly: "Don't forget where we are working now. It's best not to cause him any more trouble."

"Harry——"

Harry heard James suddenly call him. He raised his head and saw that James was hesitant to speak.

"I--"

"It has something to do with Professor Heimer's reply, right?"

"You already knew?"

James was stunned by Harry's keenness, and he blurted out: "Then you also know Lily's clues? Your mother, she -"

"What clues?" Harry asked hurriedly: "Do you have any new clues about her?"

James and the other two looked at each other.

"Just tell him." Sirius said nonchalantly: "It will save you the discomfort and prevent Haimer's conspiracy from succeeding. I always feel that he has bad intentions, otherwise why didn't he tell us at the beginning?

.”

"Conspiracy?" Harry became more confused.

James seemed to have finally made up his mind. He took Harry to a deserted corner and said solemnly: "Toby found your mother's name in a notebook. She has most likely been to a very dangerous place."

The location - but Toby refused to tell me where it was. It was probably Dumbledore who gave him an additional explanation to prevent me from doing something irrational again."

"But Toby also promised me that he would help us find your mother. And he also said that it was related to the bad idea about you - but I always thought it was too dangerous, Harry,

You must listen carefully to what I say next - after you return to school, try your best to find out where Lily has been, but don't listen to a word of Toby's plan. It is best to leave after you get it.

He is far away——"

"Me!" Harry asked in surprise: "Do you want me to be a spy near Professor Hemmer? This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible." James shook his head and said, "You just need to find a way to deal with him, pretend that you don't understand the class, and if he asks, just say that you were injured in the World Cup and broke."

Got my brain."

"Is there any excuse that sounds more reliable than this?" Harry asked with a ridiculous look on his face.

James looked at Harry's face and suddenly laughed.

"No, Toby won't do anything to you, if you are really that important - I even doubt that it will be okay even if you ask him directly. But, Harry, are you really confident that you can defeat Herbo? Even if

Plus Toby?"

"Think about this problem carefully when you return to school. This is the real key. Remember to write to me at any time. Go, I see your friends."

Harry didn't expect to hear such shocking news so early in the morning - it turned out that Professor Heimer had already had clues about Lily, so why didn't he tell it earlier? In the end, he had to find a solution on his own.

Figure it out.

He knew the consequences of lying in front of Professor Heimer, which would be terrible, terrible in every sense of the word.

Almost in a daze, he was brought by James to the Weasley family who had just arrived at the station.

"Why doesn't he look so energetic?" After Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry for a while, she asked suspiciously, "Is it possible that you didn't treat him well?"

"How is that possible?" James said with a smile on his face: "He just hasn't woken up yet, and he also had breakfast."

"This is not something to boast about," Mrs. Weasley said sternly.

When Harry walked into the train with his luggage, he saw Mrs. Weasley asking James about Harry's current situation. She strongly doubted whether Harry's life was going well enough.

"Stop being in a daze." Ron poked Harry's arm and said, "Look, these people are staring at you - their looks are really scary."

Harry turned around. Whenever he walked past a box, he would almost always be forced to pay attention and everyone would look at him quietly.

Fred joked: "Am I wrong? Has anyone participated in the World Cup?"

"Definitely not including the two of us." George responded with a smile: "Your popularity is higher than ours combined."

"Stop being ridiculous." Harry stopped him angrily and shyly.

"As you command, great savior."

"enough!"

But what Fred and George said was indeed correct, because Harry also saw Cedric in the car in front. He was blocked in the box by a lot of girls with a frightened look on his face, and he kept asking questions.

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But when Harry appeared in front of them, almost all of them surrounded him, blocking Harry in the middle.

"Harry Potter, do you want to sit with me?"

"This is a chocolate made by me. Do you want to try one?"

"Read the letter I wrote to you. My owl can't find you."

Harry had never seen such a scene. Even during the competition, he was well protected by the people around him and had never been so "embarrassed".

"Huh-" Cedric exhaled heavily now, and he could feel that he could breathe again.

"Give way! Give way, please! Don't squeeze me!"

A girl with brown hair and a shaggy hairstyle squeezed in from the crowd - it was Hermione. As soon as she came up, she grabbed Harry's arm hard, making him grimace in pain.

"I'm sorry, but don't be stuck here - what, don't you know yet? I just saw a person who looks a lot like Professor Heimer -"

The crowd dispersed almost instantly - this group of people seemed to be running away. No one wanted to have their work checked on the train.

"This is a wonderful method." Cedric praised: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"No, thank you." Harry said, holding on to his crooked glasses. He led the two of them away quickly under Cedric's almost pleading eyes - it seemed that he couldn't stand this kind of popularity.

, hoping to use Harry as a shield.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." After finding an empty box, Hermione forcefully pulled the curtain shut to block the eyes of the crowd outside, and then turned around and said sarcastically: "You are a big star now, Harry, I'm embarrassed.

Dealing with you."

"It's not my fault!" Harry said angrily, "Who would stop someone in the aisle!"

"I would rather experience it once." Ron said full of longing: "Just now I seemed to see a few good-looking students - they are all your admirers, Harry - who can teach me how to fight.

What about Quidditch? Do you promise to only accept me as a student? Can you agree now?"

"Stop, stop, stop." Harry said hurriedly: "Stop making trouble, I have something very important to tell you - it's really important."

He began to share this series of experiences he had during the vacation. Before he could finish telling James' instructions to him, the box door was suddenly opened without warning——

It’s Qiu Zhang.

"Harry, are you here?" she asked as soon as she opened the door, but the originally lively atmosphere in the box could not be concealed. As a result, as soon as she appeared, the three people all shut up in unison.

Qiu's eyes looked back and forth among the three of them, especially Hermione, who was stared at by her for an especially long time.

"Aha, it seems I have disturbed you."

She closed the box door angrily, Hermione looked at Harry uneasily, and Ron patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Harry lowered his head in frustration. He didn't say a word just now.

But he knew that he had messed up the relationship on the first day of school.