Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 358 The former Toby

Slughorn did not disappoint them.

"I have to say that Toby was very inconspicuous at the beginning. He didn't show any unusual magical talents. He was no different from anyone else. Even worse, he didn't even dare to speak loudly."

Harry thought to himself that this was really a big change. Not to mention talking loudly now, he would also jump out and scare people loudly at a sudden moment - such as whether the homework was completed.

"However, this only lasted for one year."

Slughorn smiled and said: "To be precise, in less than a year, something happened that made Toby undergo a big change, a very big change."

When he said this, he looked at Harry, who looked curious, and said to him: "Speaking of which, this matter is also related to your mother - Lily Evans."

"She was simply one of my most proud students. She acted completely different from the beginning. I was shocked when I learned about her heritage. She was actually a Muggle-born. I saw your

The look in his eyes has changed."

Slughorn explained to Harry: "Don't be impatient, I will not discriminate against any Muggle-born person, otherwise Toby would not be willing to look at me after disappearing for many years. Where did I just say -

-Oh, by the way, it was a Potions class. I still remember it. Your mother won the first place in the class test. There is no doubt that she won such a good result entirely due to her own excellence.

"

"But unfortunately, this made many people feel dissatisfied with her and believed that she had cheated. But at this moment, Toby suddenly jumped out. He explained to us that he had been cheating during the whole class.

Observing Lily's operation, there are no mistakes at all, it is just as standardized as the textbook."

"I guess Toby suffered a lot for this. It wasn't until later that I understood why he did this - because he cared too much about his bloodline."

The box was quiet for a while. Slughorn moved his stomach and waited until he was more comfortable before continuing: "In general, you can understand this matter this way - there is always blood in the magic world.

Discrimination, especially against Muggle-born people, many pure-blood wizards are constantly denying their excellence. But I can tell you with full responsibility that this is completely unreasonable. I was

Like to make friends with outstanding Muggle-born students."

"As for Toby, although he didn't show much talent at the beginning, as a professor, I can still see who is studying Potions class attentively - that is to say, Toby is in Potions class

His operating standards are no worse than Lily's, and his memory has always been very good, but it is precisely for this reason that his words are more convincing - because some people don't want to see him helping other people, especially Ma

People who are born in melon."

"But the crux of the problem lies here, Toby, he. I didn't expect that his obsession is so deep. He may pay more attention to blood than any wizard I have ever seen - I mean those with blood.

Discriminatory people, who would have thought that a Muggle-born would value blood more than they do?"

"To be honest, I didn't realize this at first, until Toby confessed to me later and asked me a question - I think this question also had a great impact on him, and fortunately he met me

, I’m not sure what would happen if I were another professor, after all, there are still many stubborn people in the school.”

Slughorn, who didn't notice anything strange at all, continued: "He asked me why he was sorted into Slytherin, which values ​​​​blood the most, even though he is obviously a Muggle. I gave him some guidance.

I have been working with him for a long time, almost trying my best to deal with him. I want him to understand his excellence, and excellence has nothing to do with bloodline."

"It's such a simple truth. I don't understand why he doesn't understand it. Maybe he's too sensitive. Sensitive people are always susceptible to the influence of the outside world. And if they doubt themselves or something, it's not a pleasant feeling.

.”

Slughorn was a little thirsty, so he picked up the pumpkin juice on the table and moistened his mouth.

But Harry was so shocked that he couldn't stay any longer - only now did he finally understand who turned Professor Hemmer into this state.

It's Slughorn!

He thought that what he taught was right, but he went in the wrong direction completely, turning Professor Heimer into an even more extreme anti-blood theorist. The most important thing is that Slughorn had no idea what he had done.

Something, he probably didn’t even understand Professor Heimer himself.

Otherwise, how could he say the word "excellent"? He should be more like Dumbledore and watch Professor Highmore closely.

Harry desperately wanted to find a sense of identity in the box.

Cedric asked curiously: "Are you the Potions professor? Not from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

His mind is always sharp, but he always uses it in the wrong place.

Qiu Zhang was still sighing: "It's as standardized as the textbook. It turns out that Professor Haimer is so strict with himself, no wonder he has so many requirements for his students."

Not to mention Fred and George, they were whispering something quietly, and judging from their expressions, they definitely didn't agree with what Harry was thinking.

Even with Harry's girlfriend present, Harry had never missed Hermione and Ron so much, and only they could understand him best.

In any case, Slughorn made the right choice to introduce Toby as the opening speaker, which brought him much closer to the children. In addition, he also told many stories about the outstanding wizards he taught back then.

An interesting anecdote is that when they were at Hogwarts, those people readily joined an organization he called the Slug Club.

Finally, the train passed through a long area of ​​dense fog and entered the red sunset. Slughorn looked around and blinked in the twilight.

"It's getting dark." He said in surprise: "I think you should go back and get ready, change your clothes in advance, and don't be late for the dinner - what's the matter, Mr. Diggory?"

"Can I stay here?" Cedric asked, "so no one comes in while I'm changing."

"There are still people like this - what about you?" Slughorn turned to look at Fred and asked: "Do you want to stay too?"

"Ah, Professor, we have something to ask you for help." Fred replied, and George secretly explained to the curious Harry in a low voice: "If everything goes well, I think we will be able to find a suitable store manager soon.

.”

It can be seen that Slughorn is not averse to helping students, even though they are more likely to be the Quidditch World Cup champions.

"You are the only ones left now." He looked at Harry and Qiu with a smile: "Do you want to stay too? I don't really recommend it. It's best to give you more time to be alone."

Obviously, Qiu thought the same way, and she hoped to stay with Harry for a while before school started.

Harry noticed the way Cho looked at him.

He had no choice but to say sorry to Ron and Hermione silently in his heart.

——

The time gradually became later and later, the train slowly stopped at the station in the night, and the students poured out of the carriage.

Hagrid stood outside the car. He held up a kerosene lamp and shouted: "First years, follow me! Everyone gathered around me - Hey, Harry, how was your holiday?"

"It's okay, how about you?" Harry asked with difficulty in the crowd.

"It's not as good as winning the championship." Hagrid said with a smile: "Let's go - wait a minute, where are Ron and Hermione? Why are there only two of you?"

Harry felt the hot gaze from Qiu next to him, and he had already noticed that almost everyone was looking at him.

it's time.

"She's my girlfriend!" Harry shouted to the shocked Hagrid: "I have a girlfriend, Hagrid!"

Qiu's face turned red almost instantly, but Harry was also very happy when he caught a glimpse of her, which made his heart become extremely happy - he couldn't explain why, but it seemed to be better than winning the World Cup.

Champions also make people happy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Ron, who saw this scene from a distance, shook his head and said, "We'd better not go there, he has completely rebelled."

"I'm fine." Hermione turned around and asked, "What about you?"

It was Luna and Ginny, who had spent the whole day with Ron and Hermione after Harry left.

"Don't look at me." Ginny immediately shook her head and said, "I can do anything."

"It seems that Pandora has solved the problem well." Ron murmured: "If I had known better, I would have advised your parents to let you stay at Lovegood's house for a while."

Ginny said angrily: "It's not too late for you to know now."

Ron teased her about this sort of thing a lot during the holidays.

The four of them found a carriage and got in, and it didn't take long for the topic to change to Toby.

"He is the vice principal now." Hermione said curiously: "Is it time for him to welcome the new students this year?"

Ron glanced out the window in the direction of the river.

"These people are really miserable." He looked back and said, "They experienced the first lesson earlier than all of us."

The other three people also nodded in unison.

——

"Are you all here, kids?"

Hagrid turned around and counted the number of people. After confirming that there was no problem, he raised his hand and knocked on the castle door three times.

The door immediately opened.

A man wearing a pitch-black witch robe appeared at the door, as if he had merged with the darkness behind him, making the freshmen breathless.

"First-year student, Professor Hemmer." Hagrid said.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid. Leave the rest to me."

Toby's tone was very light, making it difficult to tell what his emotions were. He was even more elusive than Dean McGonagall.

Toby took the anxious freshmen to a small waiting room. After everyone arrived, he explained the rules for new students.

"Do you understand everything? I hope there will be no mistakes by then."

Toby glanced at the faces of each new student, and then left slowly after a complete inspection.

As the vice-principal, he has another responsibility - arranging for the Sorting Hat to attend the dinner.

Before he could go far, Al, wearing a big wide-brimmed hat, floated over on a small flying carpet.

"Congratulations, Toby." The Sorting Hat opened and closed his mouth and said, "You have become the vice principal, and you are getting closer and closer to your goal."

"It's still far away." Toby said casually: "Originally, I planned to use another hat to replace you, but I can't do that now-"

The Sorting Hat immediately interrupted: "Don't tell me it's your hat with arms all over it."

"That's it." Toby said regretfully: "Unfortunately, there is no way for the freshmen to see the mysteries of ancient magic from the beginning."

"It will also prevent you from being sent to prison." The Sorting Hat reminded: "I don't remember Dumbledore being merciful to you - just because you are his student."

"Of course he won't," Toby admitted frankly.

When the students first entered the auditorium, many of them were still uncomfortable with the change in the seats, and now it was Principal McGonagall.

The good thing is that at least everyone is familiar with Principal McGonagall, but the bad thing is that Principal McGonagall looks more serious than before.

However, the students couldn't complain. It was hard for them to see a smile on Principal McGonagall's face.

Soon it will be the Sorting Hat's turn to share its new song.

I guess I have been thinking about it for another whole year, but the tune has become different, but the lyrics are always the same. I will introduce the four founders at the beginning, and then introduce the four colleges later - it's all in the lyrics.

It's written inside.

But this year, some of the content is a little different.

[Slytherin and Gryffindor parted ways, who knows the reason?]

【Only one thing is worth remembering, they also had friendship.】

"Is this a reference to Professor Highmore and Dumbledore?"

Taking advantage of the applause, Harry turned to the two people next to him and asked.

"It looks like that." Hermione frowned. The Sorting Hat in the past would not end a sentence with such lyrics.

"The sorting has begun." Ron reminded, putting his hands down.

As the names came to an end and the freshmen rushed nervously to the long table of the college, the sorting ceremony gradually came to an end.

Principal McGonagall has inherited Dumbledore's good habits very well. She knows how to make students love Hogwarts - at least not to make it difficult for them to have dinner.

"Eat, kids!"

She told the hungry students, earning a huge round of cheering applause.

The strange thing is that even though the principal has changed, Toby's position has not changed - he is still sitting next to the principal.

"You have already learned the essence of Dumbledore." Toby praised: "The simpler, the better. Dumbledore doesn't like these complicated etiquette."

"This is not my original intention." McGonagall calmly picked up the knife and said, "It is related to your new book - can I know how you plan to teach this year? Just read to the students? History of Magic

Are the classes integrated?”

"Unless I also become a ghost." Toby immediately denied.

"Believe me, principal, this will probably be their most unforgettable semester."