Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 372 James’ Letter

Even Harry himself did not expect that he would actually have a chance to reconcile with Qiu. He was even prepared to deal with the worst situation in advance, that is, having to break up with Qiu.

But it seems that it is no longer needed now.

"for you."

Harry was stunned and returned the cat-eared headband to Luna. He saw that Luna had written a long record in Pandora's notebook, but Luna quickly closed the notebook.

"You're welcome."

Luna's answer made Harry feel confused, but Ginny on the other side was already extremely angry.

Harry didn't notice this scene. Although he was confused, he also knew that there were other problems that needed to be solved - to have a good talk with Cedric, the Hufflepuff warrior.

"Do you have an idea?"

Cedric stopped his discussion with Hermione, turned to Harry and asked: "Do you guess who would do this?"

"Not yet." Harry shook his head in confusion and said, "But Fred and George made a joke with me. Well, we both played for the same Quidditch team, and now we are being used in the same way.

Frame-up—I don’t know if this is the right way to describe it, but—"

Qiu interrupted in surprise: "Is it Krum? He wants to compete with you again in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"That's exactly what they said."

It could be seen from the expression on Harry's face that even he himself did not believe this statement.

This conversation is destined to be fruitless.

Harry and Cedric couldn't imagine who would do this. Their final conclusion was that if there was really such a mastermind, then the other party must hate Hogwarts to death, otherwise there wouldn't be even one person.

No upright warrior can be selected.

——

After returning to the school common room, Harry saw Neville taking care of Hedwig carefully.

"Your owl brought a letter." Neville said with a sigh of relief: "I told it to give the letter to me first, but it didn't stop no matter what. It was really wary."

When Harry heard this, he knew that the identity of the person who wrote to him was somewhat secretive.

Sure enough, he saw the name "Gjeon" on the envelope - it was from his father James.

"What did he say?" Ron asked impatiently.

As early as the day he was selected as a warrior, Harry wrote this letter amidst Ron's sobs and told Hedwig to deliver it to James in person.

【Dear Harry:】

[Sorry, I can't go to the Pig's Head Bar to see you this time. I've been extremely busy at work recently. Dumbledore is still dealing with the mess left by Azkaban. I have to help him - but, I

I think your vigilance is very necessary. Everyone knows that a player has lost his life in the Triwizard Tournament——】

When seeing this, Ron and Harry exchanged silent glances.

[——It is precisely for this reason that the Triwizard Tournament had to be suspended. Until Toby Highmore brought the three schools together again. 】

[To be honest, I don’t know if this is a good thing or not. Toby had planned to ask you to agree to Moody’s conditions and be elected as the Hogwarts Warrior according to his arrangement. But later we also knew that Moody

He gave up this idea, but no one knows whether he did anything or not.】

[Although I hate to say this, maybe Toby is the only one who can help you in Hogwarts now. Don’t forget, he originally held the Triwizard Tournament for another purpose, and he will definitely not allow such trouble.

People appear.]

[Whether you go to see him or not is completely up to you. I will go to Hogwarts to see you again when I have the chance.]

【I hope you are well.】

There was no signature at the end of the letter, probably because James didn't want to use the pseudonym Gjeon, but he didn't dare to reveal his real name in the letter.

After Harry read the letter several times, he crumpled it into a ball when no one was looking, threw it into the stove, and watched it slowly burn to ashes.

Ron also remained silent for a while.

"Do you want to go together?" Harry turned around and asked, avoiding the blazing light of the fire: "By the way, do you want to ask Professor Highmore about your tutoring class?"

Ron's crazy tutoring class never started, and he didn't know why - maybe it was because he already had enough homework this semester and couldn't add more courses.

"Then let's go." After thinking about it carefully, Ron found that he had no reason to refuse at all. He had long been discouraged after losing the large sum of gold that he had not received. No matter what the result was, it was impossible.

Worse.

Hermione was not there, and she separated from the two of them on the way back. During this period, she often did this, either studying some automatic casting wands with Cedric, or talking about house elves. It was really a moment.

Can't take any time off.

The two of them took the time to arrive at the door of the Ancient Magic Office. When they arrived, they found Luna just walking out of the house.

"Did the cat ear headband pass the professor's test?" Ron said something that Harry couldn't understand.

"Almost." Luna stared at them and said: "It won't take long for the wish box to have an extra prize - but if you want it, I can give it to you in advance."

"It's better not to do it." Ron seemed to avoid this suggestion.

Luna left disappointed.

"Please come in."

Professor Hemmer's voice came from the room. Harry and Ron walked in together. The first thing they saw was that Mr. Al was wearing the cat-ear headband. Professor Angela was also there. She was staring at Al.

You asked a lot of questions: "Will you give me back the scepter?"

The headband ears on Al's head swayed from side to side.

"Well what if I rent it in gold?"

I really don't know how Angela came up with this idea.

This time Al clearly hesitated, and his cat ears twisted in confusion.

"Wait a minute." Toby, who was watching this scene silently, murmured: "Is it my imagination? But why did Luna submit two works that were vaguely related to probing Al's mind, and why didn't she do it this time?

Exception. Huh? What can you do?"

Ron was still staying in place stupidly.

As soon as Harry saw his reaction, he knew that Ron must have been frightened by Professor Hemmer's words. Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to this process.

Soon, Harry asked the question he wanted to ask - how did he get selected as a warrior?

"This matter is still under investigation." Toby rubbed his chin and said: "I know you must have already suspected it, it's Moody, right? But will anyone really do this? It must be before the plan is implemented.

Can you just say it once?"

This is really puzzling.

However, Harry was still a little embarrassed and said: "Then do I really want to participate in the competition, Professor? What if my devil is accidentally exposed during the competition?"

Harry had to worry about this problem. This was a game that could very well cost people their lives. People couldn't think normally at this time, and a situation might happen that made Harry unable to care about anything.

"It doesn't matter." Toby's answer surprised Harry: "If it doesn't work, I'll just reveal the method of learning devils. Last year, I didn't expect that all the students could pass the ritual magic exam. I guess this must be the case.

It’s not difficult for you.”

"It doesn't seem like it's a difficult question." Harry muttered quietly.

Then came Ron's inquiry - when will he officially start learning the Devil's Course?

"Do you remember why I asked you to learn about the devil in the first place?" Toby suddenly asked this question.

"Remember, Professor." Ron said honestly: "You said you would use my devil to defeat Harry's rune snake, and then eat his devil. This seems to be the same as helping Harry become the master of death.

related."

"This is indeed related." Toby looked at the two and said: "So, are you ready, Mr. Weasley?"

"What?" Ron didn't expect this class to come so suddenly.

Toby explained slowly: "I think it is necessary to warn you in advance - in my original idea, using your devil to eat Harry's devil was a way to rescue him, mainly from Haierbo's devil."

Get away from the threat. But I also told Harry later that this is not the whole method."

"There is another way, which is to let Harry use his devil to become the master of Death. Since Halbo can do this, why can't Harry?"

"But this way, you don't have to learn about devils, Mr. Weasley, because Harry's devil is still useful and cannot be eaten."

Ron figured it out quickly.

It turns out that whether he needs to learn about being a devil or not depends entirely on Harry's own choice. Professor Highmore is giving Harry more time to make a decision.

But at this time, Harry still couldn't make up his mind completely. He seemed very hesitant, not knowing which method was best.

"But, forget it, I'd better make it clear once and for all."

Toby suddenly and abnormally told a fact that not many people knew.

"Mr. Weasley, you may not know why I chose you to study devils in the first place."

Ron thought about several possibilities, except that he was Harry's good friend. But the key point is that if you really have to choose, Hermione will obviously be a better choice. Her magic talent is better than that of Ron, a pure-blood.

Wizards are much taller.

"This is related to your experience of going to the Castle of Death together."

Toby mentioned what happened during the holiday: "Do you remember, after Angela took you there together, she asked each of you to read the book in the hall?"

"Remember." Ron's eyes flashed with fear, and he still can't forget that experience until now.

And he was also the first to discover that Tom Riddle's name was in that book.

"There's something I've never mentioned to you."

Toby said frankly: "In that book, the names of the people who went with you were all written down. But you didn't. I think it depends on the order. If it were another person,

It will be better in the end, but now that everything has happened - can you understand what I'm saying, Ron?"

Toby changed his name to a more affectionate one.

"The Castle of Death has not been completely destroyed. According to the rules of its operation, one day, your name will need to be written on it - but we don't know the specific method."

"So, no matter what Harry's choice is, I think it is necessary to teach you to learn about devils. Only in this way can you have more means of self-protection, and maybe it can help me capture some things in the castle -

—For example, the butler? I don’t know.”

"But it did go missing and I don't know where it is hidden."

Ron's eyes were widened, his mouth was so big that he could fit an entire fist in, and his whole body was trembling.

"Should I go back to that ghost place again?" he asked in fear.

"No, no, no." Toby said, wagging his finger from side to side: "To be precise, someone will try to find you - I'm not sure if it's still a person, but it will definitely be very dangerous. Difficulty

It’s no less than participating in a Triwizard Tournament.”

"Think on the bright side, haven't you always hoped that you could be different?"

"No matter what others think, at least in my eyes, you are now the warrior of Hogwarts."

——

Who would want to be such a warrior?

On the way back to the dormitory, Ron was still shocked by the new news. He had already been determined to study the devil's course, which was the next weekend.

Harry looked at him sympathetically and spat out words of comfort as if he was asking for no money.

"Don't tell me that other people have told you this before."

Ron said dryly.

Harry nodded, his sympathetic eyes becoming heavier.

Until he returned to the common room, Ron still couldn't fully come to his senses. He finally got what he wanted and achieved a seemingly incredible goal.

But it would be better if it wasn't so scary.

Harry looked left and right, and he suddenly discovered that Hermione had returned, her pockets still stuffed - one look at her look showed that she had just returned from the house elves.

"Are they the cookies they gave you again?"

Harry stretched out his hand and waved it twice: "How did you manage to accept the fruits of their labor willingly? Did you pay?"

"You don't need to remind me." Hermione took back her hand full of biscuits and said arrogantly: "What I'm working on now is a more useful idea than this. You don't want to think about it, since Professor Heimer can't do it.

How could this be so simple? He must have considered every aspect carefully, so he had to accept the status quo. Because if he is not careful, it may trigger another war."

In her heart, Professor Haimer has long become a stranger.

Harry sat on the sofa nearby indifferently. As long as Hermione stopped mocking other people's blood, she could say anything.

"What's wrong with him?" Hermione asked, noticing Ron's strange behavior.

"Uh" Harry glanced at Ron carefully. He thought for a while and whispered to Hermione what had just happened.

"How is it possible?" After hearing this, Hermione couldn't help but asked in shock: "Why is this happening?"

"Yeah," Harry said with a headache, "I didn't expect -"

Hermione interrupted suddenly.

"Why can even Ron learn to be a devil, but I can't! Do I really have to wait until the last one?"

Harry looked at Hermione on his left and Ron on his right.

No one around him is normal.

not a single one.