Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 387 Long time no see

386 Long time no see

Only a few people knew the real reason why Snape left Hogwarts, which led to Slughorn completely failing to understand why Toby's expression suddenly changed.

"Are the buttons on your dress too tight, kid? I suggest you unbutton the first button so you don't have to be so formal when dining."

"Yes, you are right, Dean"

Toby simply took off the entire dress and placed it casually on the chair behind him, revealing the medieval-style lining that Angela had carefully selected, which was also dark red.

It's just that the black tattoo exposed on his collar flickered slightly.

"Is it so hot? Let me tie the knot for you."

Angela took the initiative to put down the tableware. She leaned over and stretched out her hands to fiddle with the two pendants that fell from Toby's collar. Slughorn looked at this scene and sighed: "What a good girl, tell me.

Look, Toby, did you come up with the flower girl idea just now?"

Al helped stop Slughorn from asking, and with a guilty conscience, he put all the suspicion on Angela.

Only Toby could hear Angela whispering to him: "Are you going to find him?"

"Why not?" Toby replied almost immediately.

Now that the long hair on his forehead was no longer covering his forehead, the expression on his face was undisguisedly revealed in front of Angela, as ferocious as if he wanted to eat someone.

Angela had to get closer to Toby's face to prevent others from seeing this scene.

"Don't go, you promised to be my dance partner."

"Then it seems I can only say sorry -"

"No! Why don't you think about why Snape dared to show up so arrogantly? He clearly knows that you will definitely know his movements!"

"It's very simple, as long as I go and ask myself, he has to ask -"

"Can't you just wait a little longer? Snape definitely didn't contact Slughorn just today. Is this just a short time away?"

Toby and Angela watched silently without speaking.

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"Merlin, are they kissing?"

Harry turned around and asked in surprise. The table he was sitting at was filled with warriors and their dancing partners.

"There is no Merlin here." Hermione replied stiffly.

The other person sitting at the table, Percy, who also looked proud, thought Hermione didn't understand Harry's exclamation, so he planned to explain kindly: "That's not what Harry meant, he - oh, I understand."

.”

He could tell from the expression on Hermione's face that these two people were not getting along well.

Harry, Krum, and Cedric silently exchanged a few glances, and they made a tacit understanding and didn't speak again.

As for Fleur's dance partner, no one cares who he is, and the young man obviously doesn't want others to disturb him from admiring Fleur's beauty.

"Isn't there any delicious food here? It makes me lose my appetite. I'll be dancing soon."

"Of course, everything you said is right. Besides, do you know how beautiful you are today?"

"You don't have to say that."

Qiu tried hard to hold back her laughter. She had to hold Harry's wrist tightly to prevent her from laughing out loud.

Percy looked left and right. This was not the welcome scene he expected. Why didn't anyone ask him about being an assistant to the minister?

So he simply took the initiative and said: "It's really hard work. I have been working hard with the minister for nearly half a year, and I didn't have time to rest until today."

"Really?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Don't you need to go home for dinner?"

The expression on Percy's face stiffened.

"It's true that my mother didn't allow me to move out, but I guess it will be soon. Who asked me to come back so late every day? Even my father doesn't work overtime as often as I do."

"Then you must have made a lot of money, right?" Hermione seemed to be somewhat interested in this topic: "Is the salary of the minister's assistant very high?"

This time even Percy's tone became unnatural.

"Although most of them have been taken away by my mother, they are only temporarily kept and will be returned to me when I move out - so I don't know exactly how much my salary is."

"It sounds very pitiful." Harry accidentally said what he was thinking: "Obviously Mrs. Weasley has no intention of letting you move out, otherwise why would she take away all your salary."

"This is impossible!" Percy finally became furious: "I said, can you stop holding on to this matter? I am now an assistant to the minister. Aren't you curious about what I am busy with every day?

"

"What else?" Cedric had obviously read a lot of news: "Isn't that already reported? The reform of Azkaban - by the way, have you been to Azkaban too?"

Percy suddenly lost interest. He cut the pork chops on the plate angrily, as if he thought it was Cedric's disgusting face and wanted to cut him into pieces.

"It looks like it's gone." Harry said, trying to hold back his laughter just like Qiu did.

"Logistics support is also very important." Percy said sternly: "Without me, the people in the ministry wouldn't even be able to hold meetings and discussions."

"Oh, I understand." Hermione blinked: "So your job is mainly to print documents? And then help pour tea and water and so on? Otherwise, other people will be so thirsty that they can't speak?"

"And the minutes of the meeting!" Percy added as if he had grasped the pain points of these people: "Do you think those people can remember every word they said?"

At this time, Fleur, who finally ordered only one pudding, said, "I don't mean to interrupt your conversation - but why do I feel like one person can complete these tasks? It doesn't sound difficult at all."

Krum looked back and forth, nodded and said in a low voice: "It sounds a bit like Durmstrang's admissions standards."

Harry then added: "It's not just you, Hogwarts doesn't accept fools either."

Percy was so angry that he couldn't eat anymore.

"You people—!"

"Ahem!"

Principal McGonagall suddenly coughed twice. Percy looked back and found that the principals of the three schools were staring at him - they were sitting not far from this table.

"Who is he?" Mrs. Maxim frowned dissatisfied and said, "Whose dance partner is it? Why not wear a dress? Or is that his dress? What a bad taste."

After all, Percy also came out of Hogwarts.

Seeing that Principal McGonagall was about to confront the opponent again, Lockhart quickly came out to smooth things over and said: "He is a very good young man. He became the Assistant Minister of the British Ministry of Magic just after graduation. He is very promising, and I remember

His grades in school were also good."

"Really?" The expression on Mrs. Maxim's face was a little uncertain: "Can a child like this become an assistant to the minister? I thought only Hogwarts had such a vision-"

She glanced at the new-looking Toby on the other side, but she still couldn't say the rest of the words.

But Principal McGonagall was still livid with anger.

"Do you really want the remaining Talisman horses to become seriously ill?"

"I didn't hear what you were saying clearly?" Mrs. Maxim was shocked by Mag's words.

"I just suddenly realized that I am not Dumbledore."

Mag looked directly at Maxim and said: "There is no need to do things according to his style, not to mention I have a vice principal who will definitely be happy to help -"

"Ladies, please do your best." Lockhart said with a grimace: "This is the Yule Ball, and the students are watching -"

"Shut up, Lockhart!"

"It has nothing to do with you here!"

Lockhart immediately collapsed on his seat. He felt that he had better prepare to escape as soon as possible, otherwise, who knows what will happen in the future.

The meal time passed by in a flash, and I don’t know how Principal McGonagall invited Celestina Warbeck. She was a famous singer, very famous, and Mrs. Weasley often listened to her songs on the radio.

As the melodious singing began, the warriors stood up one after another and began to prepare to lead the dance.

"Hermione, I have something to ask you."

While clumsily holding Qiu's arm, Harry walked around in circles looking for a chance to talk to Hermione.

"It's not convenient to ask during the meal - but what on earth is a house elf all about?"

"Oh, now you're interested." Hermione said sarcastically: "Thank you for your concern, but it's no longer needed now, aren't you right, Cedric?"

"Uh" Cedric's expression seemed to say when did I agree?

"Huh?" Hermione narrowed her eyes in warning.

"Of course." Cedric sighed and said, "But I still hope you can find more people to talk to - it doesn't have to be a classmate, it can also be a professor - for example, Professor Heimer? I don't know,

I-wait."

He suddenly turned his head around, confusion written all over his face.

"Where's Professor Hemmer? Why didn't he come to dance?"

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Lockhart really slipped away early. He didn't want to be caught in the dispute between the other two principals. It was also the first time he saw what dangers there were in Hogwarts without Dumbledore.

"I'd better go back to the cabin and warm up by the fire."

He muttered as he walked through the crowd, but would stop from time to time to say friendly hello to his little book fans.

"I hope these two will be normal tomorrow."

After finally walking through the foyer, he took one last look at the noisy crowd and felt that he was not used to such an atmosphere.

He had been hiding among the crowd for so long that he had almost forgotten who he really was.

"It's best to be alone."

He pushed open the castle door. The cold wind made him sober, and he immediately realized that he was not the only one escaping from the ball.

"Toby, what are you doing standing here? Don't tell me you are waiting for me. I don't remember provoking you."

Toby stood alone behind the door. He had put on the dress again and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

"I'm waiting for a glass of wine. Unfortunately, a glass of Campo probably won't come. Let's go."

As he said that, he walked in the opposite direction towards the gate of the castle.

Lockhart looked left and right, and after confirming it several times, he sadly discovered that Toby was indeed saying these words to himself.

"I really didn't provoke you."

He followed Toby with a grimace, covering his collar with both hands to prevent more cold wind from blowing in.

"Why didn't you go to the dance? Where's Angela? Isn't she your dance partner?"

Toby didn't stop, he turned his back to Lockhart and said.

"I told her I was sorry."

Lockhart immediately understood the meaning of Toby's words.

"You are so heartless that you would put a beautiful lady before you at this time - even if you stare at me with murderous eyes, I will say this - I am more than a writer,

Still a gentleman - well, mainly because I have two sisters. Although they are only Muggles, I can't stand just thinking about them being treated like this. I will definitely fight for that guy.

.”

Toby slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued walking out.

"Do your sisters also know that you are doing things for Grindelwald?"

"How is that possible?" Lockhart shook his head in relief and said, "They don't know anything, and they don't know how dangerous magic is, but they like me to be a writer - every time I write

A new book will be sent to them - I know what you are going to ask, although the stories in it are all true, they don't know this and think I made them up myself."

"Maybe you should write this story too," Toby suggested.

"Let's wait and see." Lockhart sighed: "Who knows when the crisis will be lifted, and now the law of conservation of magic is added - I don't know what will happen in the future, but I have already prepared for it.

They are preparing to cast the forgetting spell so that they can forget about my brother."

"That sounds really touching."

"Really? But your tone doesn't sound like you're moved."

Toby's steps suddenly paused.

"Because that makes people weak. I can't be weak, otherwise I will be dead and no longer the same person I was when I was at Hogwarts."

Lockhart was silent for a while, probably recalling the scene he accidentally saw Toby teaching others in the bathroom.

"I think so too." He agreed deeply: "But what about Al? Why didn't he come with you?"

"It went to comfort Angela."

Lockhart knew that this should be the end of this conversation. No one should provoke the Dark Devil at this time.

He was already praying silently for the person Toby would meet next.

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Diagon Alley.

It happened to be during the Christmas holiday that a new shop appeared on this street called Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. It had not officially opened yet, and curious tourists passing by could only see a few of them in this shop.

A clerk with a gloomy face. His face alone is enough to scare people away. He is really not suitable for receiving customers.

Snape came to the door of the shop after placing the last batch of goods. It was Christmas tonight, people were having dinner with their families, and the whole street was deserted.

He walked to a Christmas tree opposite the door and looked up at the stars on the branches, which seemed to merge with the stars in the night sky and were indistinguishable from each other.

It wasn't until someone called his name that he slowly turned around and looked to his left.

Lockhart had been extremely shocked since he saw Snape.

As for Toby, he never took his eyes away from Snape's face.

"Long time no see."

He said.

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Author's note: There is another explanation for this dance between Toby and Angela.