Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 376 The approaching game

Tonks' interview soon appeared in the next issue of the Daily Prophet. Harry immediately found the newspaper and read it carefully. He unexpectedly discovered that Tonks' writing was actually pretty good.

I have adapted to my role as a reporter.

The response to this report was pretty good, mainly because Harry Potter, the hero of England, was there, and Cedric was also a member of the Chudley Cannons, which gave them a lot of encouraging comments.

Letters, of course, but also love letters.

As for why there are two warriors in Hogwarts. Although Tonks reported the truth truthfully, few readers believed her words. Those people thought that Harry and Cedric were really amazing, and they also knew how to take care of the people on the field.

The friendship extends to other events, even cheating.

Only the Weasley twins, plus Qiu's fans, were slightly dissatisfied, feeling that this was a sign of betrayal.

"Why not five warriors! You are really going too far!"

This was a letter from an unusually philanthropic fan, and what was worse was that it was a howler letter, shouted out in front of all the students at breakfast.

Harry was so embarrassed by this that he was embarrassed to speak when he was dating Qiu.

But Qiu found this fan very interesting.

"I didn't expect that there would be fans who liked me. I always thought that I didn't perform well."

"Don't say that." Harry looked even more embarrassed: "Actually, there are still a lot of people who come specifically to see you, eh."

Under Qiu's probing gaze, Harry quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, you don't believe what those people say, do you? Cedric and I didn't vote for ourselves, and we still don't know who did this.

, when I find that person——"

"What would you do?" Qiu asked curiously.

"Of course, catch me and give me a lesson." Harry waved his fist in the air angrily: "Or put him in solitary confinement like Professor Heimer did, and let him know how much trouble he has caused me."

"I would really like to see you participate in the tournament." Qiu looked into Harry's eyes and said, "But I don't really want to see you in the limelight, otherwise countless people will write you love letters."

"I didn't ask them to do this." Harry defended in a low voice.

When he saw the smile on Qiu's face, Harry realized that Qiu didn't seem to care about this matter.

"Are you free on the weekend?" Qiu shook her hair and said, "I haven't been to Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse with other people. Whenever my roommate sees it, he will take a detour and keep complaining about why.

I don’t have a boyfriend yet.”

This is almost an open invitation.

Harry felt a sense of joy in his heart, but soon he became disappointed.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time."

"It's Professor Heimo's tutoring class? Isn't it over yet?"

"Yeah, I don't know when it will be finished. I guess it will take a while."

"Okay then." Qiu said disappointedly.

Harry couldn't change Professor Heimer's mind. He had to go to the Ancient Magic Office with Ron on the weekends, one to learn about demons, and the other to learn how to become the master of death.

Whenever the moment of separation came, Harry always felt that the date was too short. He returned to the auditorium to have dinner depressedly, and sat down after seeing Ron.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked, grabbing the drumstick.

"I want to apply to Professor Hemmer to change the class time." Harry muttered: "Except for the one time we had a good talk, I haven't officially dated Qiu in Hogsmeade Village. We can only go on a date in Hogsmeade.

Wandering around the school."

"I can't help you with this." Ron stuffed the chicken drumstick into his mouth, and his cheeks suddenly swelled up: "But I admire your courage, go ahead and give it a try, but it's a pity that your relationship only lasted a few months.

By that time, Qiu will lose his boyfriend and can only visit you as if he were in prison."

"Professor Hemmer wouldn't be so stubborn," Harry said guiltily.

At the weekend, Harry and Ron came to the Ancient Magic Office together as usual.

"Let's start today's practice."

Toby sat behind the desk and said that he was reading the heavy book he brought back from the Castle of Death without even raising his head.

Until he noticed that the light in front of him was blocked by a figure.

"What's wrong?" Toby raised his head and looked at Harry, who was extremely nervous, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Or did you have a bad stomach after eating this morning?"

"No, Professor." Harry tried not to pay attention to Ron's horrified eyes and said, "I just wanted to ask if the class time can be moved."

"No." After Toby finished speaking, he lowered his head again and turned another page of the book in his hand. On this page, he not only wrote his name, but also drew a shining gem - on this page

I can always find similar pages in this book, so I guess I paid some extra price.

Harry, who was decisively rejected, could only sigh, knowing that this matter was really hopeless.

The training time flew by, and Harry was not yet able to calmly face the gaze of death, but Ron had an unexpected gain - he tried to imitate the sweater's movements several times, and found that there was a trace of black mist.

rising.

"Well done, Mr. Weasley."

Toby discovered this earlier. He smiled and encouraged: "Keep working hard. If it goes well enough, maybe we can know what your devil looks like before the first game starts."

Ron excitedly expressed that he was also looking forward to it.

"You go back and rest first, Harry, you stay."

Ron and Harry exchanged a look. This was the first time Professor Hemmer asked one of them to stay.

Ron just thought it was something that was inconvenient for Professor Hemmer to tell, and he didn't pay much attention to it, because there was a high probability that Harry would tell him again when he came back.

After Ron left, Harry asked cautiously: "Are you dissatisfied with my performance? But I really can't deal with the God of Death. Just its sight makes me unbearable."

"Very good." Toby said with a smile: "You have been able to observe the sight of Death. This is a very good improvement - dementors, devils, and Death. You should also have discovered the effects of these three.

It’s getting more and more difficult to deal with. But there’s no need to worry, the reason why I asked you to stay has nothing to do with this matter, and we can take our time.”

Why is that?

Just when Harry was confused, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Professor, are you looking for me?"

Cedric asked, showing his head.

"I have something to tell you."

Toby nodded: "Follow me."

He took the lead to walk out of the office and into the corridor, with Harry and Cedric following him obediently.

Harry asked Cedric with his eyes what was going on, but from the look in Cedric's eyes, he didn't know.

The castle was empty on weekends. The senior students had all gone to Hogsmeade to play, and the lower students were unwilling to leave the warm and comfortable common room, so there were also few people on the playground at night.

Gradually, after leaving the castle, Harry discovered that something was wrong in the direction they were going.

"professor?"

"Are you asking why we are going to the Forbidden Forest, Harry?"

"Forbidden Forest?!"

The last shout was made by Cedric, who looked at Harry in confusion, his eyes seeming to say - what mistake have we made?

When they were both players of the Chudley Cannons, Cedric learned during a chat that Harry had been punished by patrolling the Forbidden Forest because of a mistake. Judging from the expression on Harry's face at that time, he was extremely frightened.

light.

"Not a punishment."

Professor Heimer seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned back and smiled at the two of them.

"The Triwizard Tournament will begin in one week. How are you two preparing?"

"We." Harry glanced at Cedric uncertainly, and he got the same answer from his eyes.

"You have no idea what to do, do you?"

Neither of them could tell whether Professor Heimer's tone was good or bad.

At this time, they happened to pass by Hagrid's hut. The people in the house seemed to see someone passing by the window, and the wooden door immediately opened from the inside.

Hagrid revealed his big furry head. After seeing clearly who was outside, he asked in a low voice: "Toby, are you taking them to the Forbidden Forest?"

"Yeah." Toby said, without stopping.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Hagrid's next words shocked Harry and Cedric: "Didn't Professor Al and Angela do a good job before? I have met Bain, he

It is said that as long as you dare to show up in the forbidden forest, I will make you look good."

"Who is Bane?" Cedric asked in surprise.

"It's a centaur." Harry remembered the other person's appearance and explained: "He had some unpleasantness with Professor Highmore, and then..."

"Then I punished him severely." Toby's tone was very calm: "I'm afraid it's not just Bain who thinks so, right? It seems that they still don't understand their status - it's because Hogwarts allows it.

, so they can live in the Forbidden Forest, not the territory they think they are."

"It's okay, Hagrid. I will have a good talk with them. There won't be any problems."

"That's good." Hagrid seemed to take Toby's words seriously.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and then Toby began to circle around with the two little guys behind him.

Just when Cedric was following Harry's suggestion and quietly taking out his wand for self-protection, he heard Professor Hemmer who was walking in front say: "You have doubts about the name being thrown into the Goblet of Fire.

Have you chosen someone yet?”

"Not yet, Professor," Harry said, and Cedric responded in kind.

"Then it seems we have only one option left."

Toby's tone did not change at all.

"There is something I have already said once at the opening dinner, that is, because this competition was held in such a hurry, the Ministry of Magic had no time to make more preparations, so after getting permission from Minister Dumbledore, it was decided to

It’s up to me to arrange the content of the first game.”

"I will reveal the specific content to you in a while - don't be so surprised. Cheating has always been one of the off-site aspects of the Triwizard Tournament. It has become a custom."

Cedric asked in disbelief: "What about the other two schools, they also know-"

"No." Toby said without looking back, but just by listening to his tone, you can imagine how serious his expression was at this time.

"Except for me, Al, and Angela, no one knows what you are competing for, not even Mrs. Maxim, and your dear Professor Lockhart."

"This is what I ordered deliberately, in order to find out the person who threw your name into the Goblet of Fire. You must listen to these next words. I will not say them a second time-"

Harry gradually realized the seriousness of the problem, and Cedric was no exception. Their breathing slowed down at the same time, and their steps became heavier.

"Although no one currently knows who violated the rules, it is not difficult to imagine that this person intends to cause us trouble - especially you two. You should know that in previous games, there was death in the Triwizard Tournament.

Is there a precedent?”

Toby's tone was as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing. He didn't care about the increasingly frightened eyes of the two people behind him and continued: "Similarly, I think so this time, someone wants to kill you, so

Only then will the target be placed on your heads.”

"According to this idea, I came up with a plan - since someone wants to kill you, then let me help him - but of course, I don't really want to kill you, but create a

An illusion, an illusion that makes the other party think that their goal has been achieved."

"This matter still needs your help. Only in this way can we find this person out as soon as possible to prevent the other party from disturbing the next game."

"Okay, that's pretty much what I said. Do you have any objections?"

objection?

Harry didn't know what to say at all, why did someone suddenly want to kill him?

"But, Professor." Cedric said hesitantly: "I didn't feel that anyone was trying to kill me. I didn't provoke anyone, and I completed my usual homework well."

"Huh?" Toby looked back at him with a strange look: "Are you talking about me? Do I look like the kind of person who kills students if they can't finish their homework?"

"Of course not." Cedric didn't know why he said what was in his heart. Maybe it was because his mind was a little confused and he had no idea what he was saying.

By this time, they had walked far around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the castle and lake were out of sight - until Harry heard something moving from the front.

"ah."

"I don't know why Toby hasn't come yet. I won't be able to control it any later - can you use the scepter, Al?"

"Yeah [I guess not, I can only become Thestral for a short time - Toby is here]!"

The two people behind them saw Mr. Al sitting on the flying carpet waving to them from a distance, while Professor Angela was holding the scepter tightly. She seemed to be trying to control something, and the expression on her face looked very laborious.

.

Toby walked over and moved his body out of the way, finally allowing Harry and Cedric to see what was hidden behind the bushes.

Cedric's eyes widened, and even Harry subconsciously took two steps back.

A mummy, tied tightly with cloth strips, was lying on the ground, its hands clasped together on its chest, as if it was sleeping peacefully.

"I guess this shouldn't be difficult for you." Toby said, looking at the mummy on the ground.

"Find a way to deal with it?" Cedric asked nervously.

Toby looked at him, his eyes seeming to say how dare you have such thoughts.

"No, you become another mummy. This is your destination."

Harry really didn't want to recall this memory, so he asked tremblingly: "Is there no other way, Professor?"

"You can tell me." Toby replied: "I will adopt it if it is useful."

Harry's face turned red, but he couldn't think of an idea.

So, he changed the question.

"May I know why this time it's a mummy in human form? Is there really a person in this?"

Cedric was shocked when he heard this question. He couldn't be a living person.

"You guessed it right."

Toby said with satisfaction: "Because if I guess correctly, the person who broke the rules is unlikely to be a dead person."

"Otherwise, things would be much easier to handle."

Among Merlin's gifts to Toby, the Pharaoh's mask quietly covered the mummy's face, motionless.

Because no matter how hard you pursue immortality, you can't beat the wizard who has defeated death.