Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 393 The Second Link

392 Second link

When Angela moved into the Three Broomsticks, there were a lot of rumors in the school - such as the failure to confess to Professor Highmore, the couple getting into trouble, and Professor Highmore's true love was indeed Mr. Al.

Although no one dared to discuss it loudly, everyone could tell that the two people must have been unhappy.

But these same people discovered that not long after, Professor Angela actually came back again, appearing in Professor Heimer's ancient magic class and resumed her duties as a teaching assistant.

When that day came, the students below didn't even dare to breathe. They only dared to stare directly at the two people standing on the podium.

"Turn the textbook to page 157."

Toby ordered coldly: "Today we begin to study an ancient and mysterious family - the Peverell family."

He had no intention of satisfying the students' curiosity and started teaching directly.

"There are very few records of admiration for the Lear family. They claim to be a pure-blood family, but few people know that this is just a disguise they make. The true identity of these people is Muggle-born, and they come from the same family.

A place—perhaps some of you can guess it—is the city under Loch Ness."

"Although they cannot be called ancient wizards, they do have a lot of inheritance related to ancient magic in their hands, and they have produced some little-known magical items-here I can give you a hint, "The Poet"

The "Legend of the Three Brothers" in "The Tales of Beedle" is based on the three brothers of the Peverell family."

Everyone born in the wizarding world knows this story.

Neville couldn't help raising his hand and asked: "Excuse me, Professor, is the God of Death real?"

Harry, who was also in class, was startled by his question.

In fact, he already felt uncomfortable when Professor Hemmer mentioned the Peverell family. Now Harry has learned that he is a descendant of Ignotus, and he and James have seen the sight of the Peverell family many years ago.

The scene of the three brothers fleeing in panic under the threat of Hai Erbo.

Toby glanced at Neville.

"I think so."

There was a lot of gasping sounds in the classroom.

"But that's not something you should worry about."

Toby shook his head and said: "Even simply meeting the God of Death requires talent. It is not that easy. Otherwise, no one would ask such a question in today's class."

This passage is really surprising and sad at the same time.

Professor Heimer was almost pointing at their noses and saying - don't be so fanciful, the God of Death is too lazy to pay attention to people like you.

Harry breathed a silent sigh of relief.

The interesting story quickly attracted the attention of the students. Perhaps because the life of the three dead brothers was not so traceable, the students were a little curious whether they were related to Hogwarts and what else.

Many people are secretly discussing whether they can find the Deathly Hallows in the castle.

Toby did not interrupt the children's delusions. It would be a real miracle if they could snatch the Elder Wand from Dumbledore's hand.

By the way, after such a long time, the Elder Wand has long been returned to Dumbledore, Toby holds the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak is still in Harry's hand.

"Operation!"

After the bell rang, Toby announced loudly: "Each of you write a paper on the purpose of the three Peverell brothers in creating the Deathly Hallows. By the way, if you are the holders of the Deathly Hallows, you will take them.

What are you doing here - at least 9 inches long, you have to hand it in before the next class. You don’t want to miss the second stage of the Triwizard Tournament because of this little thing, right?"

After receiving Professor Heimer's reminder, the students in the classroom moved faster. It seems that this week is another day when the library will be full.

Harry was also walking in the team with his head down, but rather than completing this assignment, his purpose was more to figure out how to stay in the Black Lake for a while without being suffocated to death.

This problem has been bothering him for some time.

Since the four warriors solved the mystery of the magic circle, they immediately realized the key to the second test - they must stay in the Black Lake for enough time. Only in this way can they be able to support them.

Find the treasure hidden by Professor Hemmer.

As for the battle he might face, Harry had silently decided to use the devil in the Black Lake if it was really extremely dangerous - the audience couldn't stay in the water as well, they couldn't see this scene.

Even if other people asked, Harry would just use the excuse that it was a secret skill he had hidden, and he didn't show it to others until today.

But the premise of all this is that he can find a way to survive at the bottom of the lake.

Ron has also been helping.

He and Harry came to the library together. Unlike others, they walked deeper and deeper along the gaps between the bookshelves, and almost no one else could be seen around them.

""Thirteen Spells to Avoid Suffocation", this book looks pretty good."

"Here you go, then - do you think A Guide to Equus will be useful? After all, they live in the water too."

"Is there a water monster in the black lake?"

"What do you think?"

The two people exchanged glances across the bookshelf, and they both thought of the same place - even if there weren't any in the Black Lake, Professor Heimer might have caught some and put them in.

Now they all know that the next part of the competition is designed by Professor Heimo, and anything can happen.

"Are there any other magical animals that can live in the water?"

"Let me think about it - it doesn't count as a fire dragon, but what if it spits fire at you as soon as you emerge from the lake? Sounds like a good supervision mechanism."

"Don't be stupid - eh, there is a "Fire Dragon Encyclopedia" here. Forget it, I'd better take it."

By the time they found an empty table and sat down, each had already held a large pile of temporarily found books.

Ron said tragically: "Let's do it!"

Next came the boring time of flipping through books. If it weren't for the constant torture of homework assigned by Professor Heimer, Harry really doubted how many times he could persist in doing this.

As time passed, everyone in the library gradually disappeared, and Ron lay on the table and snored.

Harry closed the last book in a daze, and the sound woke Ron up.

"How's it going? Is it going well?" Ron asked, rubbing his eyes.

Harry felt like the ceiling was spinning.

"My mind has been filled with a lot of useful and useless knowledge. I hope Professor Heimo will not let the giant go, otherwise I will have learned so much hunter knowledge in vain."

Ron yawned and stood up. He stretched out slowly and said, "Very good. It's another fruitless day. Let's go. It's time for dinner. I'm hungry after sleeping for so long."

After arriving at the auditorium, Harry saw a familiar figure from a distance. He quietly poked Ron in the arm and asked him to rush over with him as soon as possible.

After sitting down next to the other party, Harry immediately opened his mouth and said: "Hermione, I need your help."

He waited silently for Hermione's answer. If it had been before, there would have been no doubt about it.

But it's different now.

It was visible to the naked eye that Hermione's temper was gradually getting worse, especially in the past few days, her face was so cold that Harry and Ron did not dare to say hello to her.

According to the information she heard from Cedric, it seems that something went wrong with Hermione's research on house elves.

"What's wrong?" Sure enough, Hermione's tone was still a little impatient. It seemed that her problem was still unresolved.

Harry carefully stated his request - he must find a way to survive underwater for a long time as soon as possible.

Although he was also trembling with fear, Ron still kindly said: "Can't you order those house elves now? Can you ask them to help find which student's dormitory has prohibited items? If that doesn't work.

.You could just change it to a professor."

"Ron!" Harry immediately covered Ron's mouth: "You are crazy, you dare to spy on the professor!"

"This won't work!"

Hermione's answer caused the two people who were fighting to stop at the same time, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"How could this be such a simple thing? I had planned to let them do this for a long time, but these elves acquiesced that the employees in the school were their masters and were unwilling to do anything harmful to them, including asking for information.

."

"You actually did this?" Harry asked in shock.

"Otherwise?" Hermione glanced at him sideways and said, "Do you think it's that simple to let the house elves fight? I'm not referring to those in the school, but those outside the school. They all have real beliefs.

There are real masters. If I can't save them, then everything I do will be meaningless."

"But it's already so difficult now that you're just an elf in the kitchen. Do you think it will be that easy?"

Harry was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He vaguely saw a new Dark Lord rising.

Ron was frightened and immediately grasped the key to the problem.

"Who did you ask them to spy on? The professors at the school?"

Hermione described what was in her heart very specifically with her eyes.

"Are you a fool? How could I make such a stupid mistake?"

It seems that Hermione still knows the seriousness of the problem, which makes Harry and Ron sigh in relief at the same time. Now they can probably think of Filch and the like, at least it can be convenient to avoid him from violating school rules.

Hermione continued: "There is no way I can be a professor living in a castle."

This sentence almost made the two of them breathless.

"What did you say?" Harry exclaimed: "You - oh, no, the professor who doesn't live in the castle? You mean Hagrid?"

"Who else could it be?" Hermione said angrily, "Why does he like those monsters so much? Look at my arm. If this continues, I may have to have it amputated before the end of the term."

She pulled back her sleeves, revealing her arms, whose wounds were slowly healing.

"Those snails must be dealt with secretly. I finally understand that he can't listen to advice at all. If that's the case, don't blame me."

Harry and Ron both agreed with this. They were also greatly harmed by those Blast-Ended Skrewts. No one in school liked them except Hagrid.

"Who are you going to ask to do this?"

Harry asked curiously.

"Dobby." Hermione sighed and said, "But he is still trying to figure it out. It will probably be very difficult. He is not willing to go against any professor, even if it is [indirect] help."

Ron was about to complain about the word "indirect", but he was stopped by Harry's eyes in time.

"The thing about breathing underwater." Harry brought up this forgotten topic with some pity.

Hermione muttered a few words in a low voice, probably something like "it's really useless", "you have to ask me for help in the end", "why don't you guys help me usually", "you don't know how to come to me these days"

, none of them are as good as Professor Heimer. They can coax Angela well, why can't you make me happy?"

Ron and Harry blushed at these words, and they both lowered their heads in shame.

Ron also tried to lift his fringe and said, "Even if I change to Professor Hemmer's hairstyle, I won't be as handsome as him. You shouldn't have so many expectations for us, Hermione. You might as well make a wish for Harry."

Cheating is real."

"Why am I cheating?" Harry perfectly missed the key point of this sentence.

Hermione looked at these two silly boys and sighed.

"Oh, stop arguing, let me give it a try."

——

In the next few days, Harry and Ron had been silently waiting for Hermione's good news, and continued to send all kinds of attentive gestures, constantly asking her if she was tired, hungry, sleepy, etc.

as well as--

"Have you finished your homework?"

"I won't lend it to you to copy. I want to go by myself."

Ron immediately jumped back far away with a neat movement, without any further delay.

During this period, Qiu also encountered several similar scenes by chance. She found the opportunity to ask Harry curiously: "What happened? Have you all been cursed by her? Has my boyfriend become someone else's servant?"

"It's nothing." Harry explained the incident a little depressed, and Qiu smiled happily after hearing it.

"That's right. Maybe I should also learn from Hermione's methods. She knows how to discipline you best."

"Don't!"

Harry wanted to stop him, but Qiu was already gone.

Just when Harry was worried about his future, good news finally came back from Hermione.

"This is a package from Dobby."

As soon as he returned to the common room, he was dragged out again by Hermione who suddenly appeared. She said excitedly: "I found this under the bed. I guess Dobby hid it there after secretly cleaning it - quick

Come with me and see what's inside."

Harry felt a little uneasy from Hermione's smile.

"This time, could it be that Dobby stole something from the professor?"

Hermione smiled excitedly: "I don't know, he didn't talk to me, but I think it's possible - the progress is getting smoother and smoother. As long as I can find the pattern, it will be fine - forget it.

Sorry, it’s really boring. Stop talking and open the package quickly.”

The horrified expression on Harry's face made Hermione lose interest in chatting. She simply opened the package herself and found that it was filled with commonly used foam paper and something was buried inside.

It's a glass bottle with a bunch of green stuff in it, like kelp.

"Gillweed" Hermione picked up the bottle and looked at it: "Isn't this stolen from the Potions Office?"

——

Office of Ancient Magic.

"Sir."

"You have done a good job. You can leave now. Remember, this matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone - you know who I am referring to, Principal McGonagall, especially her, do you understand?"

"Dobby understands, sir."

"Um."

With the sound of explosions, Dobby disappeared into the office in panic.

On the other end of the sofa, Angela and Al were staring at Toby with wide eyes.

"How did you do it?" Angela asked in shock: "Are you no longer the vice principal? Why can you go beyond Principal McGonagall's orders?"

Toby looked out the window, and a whisper came from his mouth.

"Who gave me a good student?"