Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 379 Death Butler

378 Death Butler

The silent night suddenly became noisy.

Neville, Dean, and Seamus tried their best to stop the frightened Ron, fearing that he would really rush out of the bedroom.

"Calm down, Ron!"

"Leave me alone, I'm going to find Professor Heimer!"

"It's so late now, why do you have to go find him? Do you want your life?"

"Um?"

Ron calmed down a little, and what Neville said really sounded like that.

"no!"

Despite this, Ron immediately retorted: "If I wait any longer, I might really die. You guys should come with me."

He couldn't give a reason, but he didn't want the three roommates to be left alone in the dormitory.

Who knows where that elusive butler has gone.

"You're crazy." Seamus said, dragging him hard. "Don't tell me it's because you don't think you have enough homework - don't go. What are you looking for, looking here and there?"

Ron felt uncomfortable in his heart. He really didn't know how to explain this to them.

"It seems like someone is coming!" Neville said suddenly.

There was a rush of footsteps from the corridor, and the four of them were stunned for a moment. Before they could recover, the door to the dormitory was suddenly pushed open.

Toby arrived here in time. He stared at the four people who were still maintaining the pulling posture for a while, and then slowly focused on Ron. His face was still a little pale until now.

——

When Toby led Ron to the common room, many students who were woken up poked their heads to see what happened. When they found out that the person who came was Professor Heimer.

He immediately retracted his head, feeling no longer curious at all.

Toby asked Ron, who was in shock, to sit on the sofa closest to the fireplace. He waved his fingers casually, making the flames in the stove become more intense.

"I asked the Fat Lady on the way here." He sat opposite Ron and said: "Before I came here, no one had tried to break in, so - tell me, what do you think?

What happened?"

Ron began to describe in a low voice what had just happened.

At first, Ron thought he was having a nightmare, and he never expected that the housekeeper from the Castle of Death would suddenly appear in the school. It wasn't until the kerosene lamp moved downward little by little that he woke up completely.

It wasn't a dream at all, but the terrible butler finally found me.

At such a critical moment, Ron had no choice at all. She screamed completely subconsciously. But for some reason, after he screamed, the invisible housekeeper disappeared, and even the kerosene lamp disappeared with him.

I don't know where he went.

Then there was Ron's desperate attempt to find Professor Heimer, but was stopped by his roommates again - they all thought Ron was crazy and didn't want to see Ron being punished by Professor Heimer like this.

"Is that so?"

Ron saw Professor Heimer say after a moment of silence: "I think at least we can agree on this - Death Butler will not be scared away because of your screams, right?"

Ron nodded immediately. If it was that easy, he would just learn to sing and just learn the high notes.

"So, can we think so?"

Toby thought about it and said: "Butler Death didn't even attack you, so might its real target not be you - in other words, it only needs to write your name on the roster to complete its purpose.

, but it is unwilling to do this and does not even try. Instead, it wants to continue to maintain contact with you so that it can come to Hogwarts at any time?"

Ron's eyes gradually widened.

"Is it because of Harry?" He said as if he had realized something: "Harry was the only one who was not in the dormitory at that time. The real target of Death Butler was Harry?"

Toby remembered the connection between the Castle of Death and Halpo, and Harry happened to be Halpo's last Horcrux.

"I think that's the reason. Fortunately, Harry wasn't there when you went to the castle, otherwise."

He did not continue speaking, but stared at Ron for a while.

"Follow me, I have some ideas that need to be tested a few times."

Ron was confused and taken to the Ancient Magic Office by Professor Heimer, where he saw Harry who had returned to his human form. At this time, Harry looked a little tired and low on energy.

After that, Ron enjoyed the same treatment as Harry. Even Harry, who had already become a mummy once, was not spared. One by one, they were turned into followers by armored mummies.

But this time, the death butler did not appear again.

"It seems that it has learned smartly."

Before they parted, Toby told the two of them: "I have given you the skulls of Antioch and Cadmus so that you can contact me at any time - remember, if there is anything strange, come to me

Me, or send a message."

Harry and Ron touched the necklace pendant under their collars at the same time, which made them feel a lot more at ease.

After the two left, Toby was not ready to rest immediately. He came to the sofa and sat in silence for a while, with Al and Angela accompanying him on the left and right.

"Still thinking about Death Butler?" Angela asked with concern.

Toby nodded.

"There is one thing that cannot be explained clearly at the moment." He whispered: "Harry is affected because he is Halbo's Horcrux, but why can the Death Butler also do this indirectly? It is related to

What is the connection between Haierbo and Haierbo?”

"Is it because Haierbo is possessed by the Death Butler?" Angela said in surprise: "Or maybe the Death Butler was originally Haierbo?"

"It's unlikely."

Toby denied Angela's idea and said: "Helpo would not put such an important key point in front of us, and the Death Butler had already appeared in that castle. He did not appear after Helpo's failure or

It must be the special way of using Horcruxes, just like Haierbo prefers to use living Horcruxes, after all, he has been studying Horcruxes for so long."

"I think I know what to do."

he said suddenly.

——

Early the next morning.

"Congratulations, Toby."

While eating breakfast, Slughorn celebrated to Toby, who was sitting next to him: "The first round was well organized, thrilling, and no one was more seriously injured. There is nothing better than this."

Already."

"I think so too." Toby chatted with Slughorn for a few words, and then suddenly changed the subject: "Dean, you should be able to do Occlumency, right?"

"Of course, what's wrong?" Slughorn asked in confusion.

Toby noticed that Principal McGonagall looked towards him. Moody rarely ate with everyone in the auditorium, otherwise he would definitely stare at him because of these words.

But he continued: "There is a student, Harry, here -"

Toby pointed to his head: "There was a small problem. After thinking about it carefully, I found that only Occlumency can help him."

Slughorn thought Toby was joking.

"This is not easy." He twitched his beard and said, "Occlumency is not something that ordinary wizards can learn, let alone students - I remember that you didn't learn this magic so early, right?"

"I learned it after I left school." Toby admitted frankly: "It was indeed not easy, and the process was very hard, not to mention that I didn't have the help of a dedicated dean at the time."

The more Slughorn heard, the more something was wrong.

"Are you kidding?" he asked doubtfully: "You should know that this is impossible for a student, and Harry is also busy with competitions - what problem has he encountered?"

Harry, who was sitting at the bottom, noticed that professors always looked at him strangely, which made him even eat the pie cautiously.

Before Toby could answer, Principal McGonagall suddenly interrupted: "Toby, come to my office. I have something to discuss with you."

She put down the tableware and walked away, and Toby could only show a helpless smile to Slughorn who didn't know why.

——

Principal's office.

"What's wrong Harry?"

McGonagall asked straight to the point: "Why did you ask Slughorn for help instead of Dumbledore?"

Toby slowly sat on the chair opposite the desk, and then explained: "I can't talk about the problems Harry encountered yet, but I do hope that Dean Slughorn can teach him Occlumency.

, whether he has learned it or not, there is a chance for Harry to come into contact with Slughorn, and I guess this might be useful."

After receiving this answer with unclear semantics, Mag frowned in dissatisfaction.

"What's the use?" she asked.

"That's what happened." Toby continued as if he hadn't seen it: "It's all because of the Horcruxes. Before Slughorn came to Hogwarts, Dumbledore asked me to investigate where he came from.

I learned about Horcruxes. Later I also found a way to get the answer. It was very direct, all because the previous Akinbad, also known as Halbo, was the one who personally taught Slughorn how to use Horcruxes.

"

"So I thought, maybe what Halbo taught Slughorn from the beginning was not an ordinary Horcrux, but some kind of special black magic that he improved again. Now I just want to use this

If you can figure out the specific content of Tao magic, it might be helpful for me to study the mysterious man's Horcrux."

"That's all?" Mag looked disbelieving: "You didn't hide anything else? Why did you suddenly become so straightforward?"

"What else could there be?" Toby said innocently: "And I've hidden everything that should be hidden. Didn't I just not talk about the problems Harry encountered?"

The veins on the back of McGonagall's hands began to swell little by little, and she gradually began to evolve into Dumbledore.

Toby quickly took two steps back and said, "Don't get excited, Principal, corporal punishment of students is not a good habit."

Finally, after taking several deep breaths, McGonagall calmed down and said, "Don't worry about these things now. I'll decide after I write to Dumbledore. It just so happens that Azkaban has been pretty busy lately.

He has a lot of time now, and maybe he will come to Hogwarts himself."

"That would be great." Toby's tone was still indifferent, as if he was not worried about this matter at all.

——

On the other side, worried Harry and Ron were rushing to class.

"you say."

"you say."

The two people spoke at the same time, and they looked at each other silently, showing sad expressions at the same time.

"Why are we so unlucky?" Ron sighed.

Harry lowered his head and said nothing. He now had an increasing tendency to avoid making eye contact with others, for fear that the other person would become the first person he attacked after being manipulated.

"Just wait for me."

Hermione suddenly caught up from behind. She had been so elusive recently that she didn't even have breakfast with them often.

"Are you going to see the house elves again?" Ron looked her up and down and said, "You haven't given up yet?"

"Why should I give up before I even start?" Hermione's tone was cheerful: "I feel that the ideas in my mind are becoming clearer and clearer. Maybe it won't be long before I can come up with a good method."

Ron looked doubtful, and Harry also had an attitude of avoiding him. He felt that Hermione was a little crazy, and her attitude was frighteningly positive.

This class was Divination, the class that Harry hated most since Snape left Hogwarts.

As soon as the class started, Professor Trelawney stared at Harry with her lightbulb-like eyes, as if she had discovered something extraordinary in him.

"Uneasy and scared," she said mysteriously, "You are not in a good mood, and the road ahead will be difficult, I can see that."

This caused a lot of people to murmur. Everyone knew that Harry had just passed the first round yesterday, and his score was even first.

"Really?" Harry suppressed his anger and asked, "Then can you tell me the reason?"

He didn't add the suffix "Professor", which made Trelawney look a little dissatisfied.

"It was the third eye that told me." She started to talk again: "The ominous smoke is shrouding you and cannot be dispersed. There is no hope of solution in a short time. What's even more frightening is that even if the time is extended, it may not be possible."

in this way."

Neville looked around Harry twice in confusion. There was no smoke at all. He didn't see it at all.

Only a few girls acted as if they were real. They leaned back one after another for fear of being affected.

"Unknown again?"

Harry's tone seemed very unfriendly.

"If the unknown really haunts me, then I shouldn't have to take classes I don't like, right? I'm going to die soon anyway, so there's no need to torture myself before I die, right?

"

"What did you say?" Trelawney was shocked by Harry's attitude.

"I said!" Harry suddenly stood up and shouted in front of Ron's surprised and respectful eyes: "I don't want to study anymore and I have to leave now. Is there a problem with that?!"

After saying this, he didn't care what Trelawney thought of him and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

The anger in his heart did not subside until he came to the corridor and was blown by the cold wind.

He simply had enough and was unwilling to accept someone casting a curse in front of him while he was living in fear.

Maybe this was all caused by Trelawney. If she hadn't been cursing herself all the time, how could there have been so many things?

This nerve is disgusting——

"Be polite, Harry."

Harry, who was staring blankly out the window, suddenly turned his head and saw Dumbledore actually appearing at the corner of the stairs, walking towards him step by step.

"It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time."

After arriving in front of Harry, Dumbledore said gently: "Would you like to have a cup of morning tea together?"

"Lemonade will do, too."