Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 399 Unexpected Discovery

398 An unexpected discovery

"Avada——!"

The students were frightened by this spell and screamed. James and Snape stopped in time, but none of them escaped, thinking that Toby was just scaring them.

"Demand for life!"

The cruel, glowing green spell shot out from the tip of the black walnut wand. It reflected the shadow of a devil with snarling teeth and claws in their eyes, getting closer and closer to them, and finally - almost rubbing against them.

His scalp hit the wall on the other side of the classroom, sending out black smoke.

Everyone was stunned.

Harry stood there shivering, not daring to move. James looked at him in disbelief, and there was only anger on Snape's face - under the constraints of the Unbreakable Vow, he could not even fight back now.

"What happened?"

Principal McGonagall hurried over from the other end of the corridor. She stared at Toby standing at the door in confusion, wondering what kind of trouble he was going to cause and why he always appeared at such a time.

Then she glanced at the two people in the room, as well as the students who were clinging closer to the wall.

"It's just a small situation."

Toby put away his wand, gave Principal McGonagall a smile and said, "But I believe the trouble has been solved - do you have time? I have something I just want to talk to you about."

"If you ask me to resign voluntarily, forget it." Mag didn't give Toby a good look, and especially emphasized the word "voluntary".

"Misunderstanding, that's all a misunderstanding." Toby smiled kindly, and then whispered: "How can a person like Moody compare with you? He is nothing, and he never taught me when I was in school.

There is no comparison at all."

McGonagall raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Really? What about Dumbledore? Didn't he teach you too much?"

"If you're to blame, blame him for teaching too much." Toby shook his head and made a gesture of invitation. Principal McGonagall snorted and walked away first. Then Toby shouted into the room before leaving.

He said: "Everyone, please be obedient and don't let me know that someone failed the final exam. Did you hear that? Now, continue with the class and don't waste time!"

"Maybe it's me who should say these words?"

"Look, even you yourself admit that I am the most suitable to be the principal, right? Why don't you give up that office earlier, lest - how should I put it, it's irreversible now anyway."

"It depends on your ability. I won't be as soft-hearted as Albus."

"Of course, of course."

As the chatter became farther and farther away, the classroom became quiet again.

Harry stood there for a while. He had not completely regained his composure yet, but he really felt that someone had to stand up and say something at this time.

“Professor Heimer’s class is very lively.”

He stammered: "Then what else are we going to learn later?"

Snape glared at him, and James had no intention of paying attention to this nemesis. He just waved to Harry and said, "Go back to your seats first. Let's continue the class, children - but you must remember that no one can

You can't use the spell just now without permission? Do you understand? Not everyone has Toby's accuracy."

——

Principal's office.

Toby really followed him all the way into the room, which made Mag a little suspicious. She sat in the principal's exclusive chair almost as soon as she walked in, and then looked at Toby up and down with an undisguised vigilance.

"Don't look at me like that, Principal." Toby said helplessly: "Some conflicts are only between me and Dumbledore. Even if you will definitely turn to him, it doesn't mean there will be trouble between us.

Wrong? Otherwise, there are so many professors in the school, why would I choose Moody? This is not without reason."

"It seems that I still have to thank you." Mag said with a straight face: "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"

"What else could it be?" Toby asked, "Besides the Triwizard Tournament, what else should I specifically come to discuss with you?"

Next, he really explained his thoughts about the next game in detail, including the maze and obstacles along the way, as well as the final Goblet of Fire - which will be the symbol of the final winner.

"That's all?" Mag didn't think there was anything wrong with Toby's idea, and it was obviously not worth his attention.

really.

"Actually, not entirely."

Toby suddenly said seriously: "I find that everyone in the school seems to have forgotten one thing - the person who threw Harry and Cedric's names into the Goblet of Fire hasn't been found yet? The most important thing is,

I now have a suspect."

"Who is it?" Mag asked immediately.

But Toby shook his finger from side to side.

"It's better that you don't know the details of this matter, because it involves Haierbo and the Ghost Castle. As long as you convey these key words to Dumbledore, he will figure it out on his own. This is also

It’s not because I don’t trust you, but I haven’t figured out how that guy moves yet, let alone where he is hiding, so——”

"You want to ask Dumbledore for help?" McGonagall asked in surprise.

"No." Toby said unexpectedly: "I hope you can actually tell him that no matter what happens, don't interfere, let alone appear in Hogwarts - only until the third test begins.

Genius. I know why he asked James to come over. He can't hide this matter from him, so I thought of informing him about it in advance."

"Why?" McGonagall frowned in confusion: "And why do you think Dumbledore will listen to you?"

"Just in case, Principal."

Toby stood up and said, seemingly planning to leave.

"You don't want to see the day when I duel with Dumbledore either - I think Halper will definitely not miss this opportunity, so it's better for us to avoid meeting. This is the only way I can think of.

.”

——

The aftermath of the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson passed quickly.

In the rest of the class, Snape fully enjoyed his love for dark magic, and James no longer objected, but continued to correct the students' misconceptions about the possible consequences of dark magic.

"It's both dangerous and fascinating."

"It's more dangerous."

"I can't resist it no matter what."

"As long as you have enough willpower."

"But it's not easy-"

"No, believe me, I will protect the Animagus. Willing is not a difficult thing for me at all."

"enough!"

Snape glared at James, who just returned an indifferent look.

Fortunately, the bell rang at this time.

"Now, let me give you homework."

Snape gritted his teeth and left the students with a pile of papers that needed to be completed with great difficulty.

James shouted to the students again: "It's okay even if you can't finish your homework, I will help you cover it up - what, Toby doesn't like you not completing your homework? Then just be cool, don't delve too deep into it,

Otherwise Toby would definitely not like it either."

"I am the professor of this course!" Snape roared.

James clicked his ears and said, "It's weird, why do I hear bats screaming? Forget it, get out of class is over, kids, it's time for you to go."

Harry hurriedly walked out of the classroom. He didn't want to worry about these two people at all - they couldn't fight with Professor Hemmer watching anyway.

It is also possible that we will never have the chance to see each other again.

"It's really scary."

Ron caught up and said in a panic: "No one thought that Professor Hemmer could really cast the Death Curse, right? Do you think he has used this spell before? Otherwise, how could he be so skilled?"

"You underestimate Professor Hemmer." Hermione corrected disdainfully: "It should be said that he has more powerful magic. How could he use such a low-level spell? The ritual magic alone is more powerful than the Death Curse."

It’s many times more complicated.”

"I don't think this is something worthy of praise, Hermione." Harry said tiredly.

"Whatever you say." Hermione shook her hair and separated from them, walking to the other end of the corridor.

Ron stared at Hermione's back and muttered: "The House Elf Liberation Front again? She hasn't given up yet? I thought she would stop for a longer time."

"Maybe it's because Professor Highmore gave her confidence." Harry covered his forehead, looking like he had a headache: "Who knows that even Dumbledore can't defeat Professor Highmore, and she always thinks that she is Highmore

On the professor's side, after all, they are all Muggle-born."

Ron slapped his mouth twice.

"Wouldn't even blood content become original sin in the future? I would rather exchange my pure blood for a wealthy Muggle-born family, so that I don't have to worry about gold all day long."

"Who says it isn't?" Harry sighed: "But by then, I'm afraid no one will dare to change you even if you want to, unless you wait until the White Devil rises, or they get back together."

"None of them look simple." Ron gave his final evaluation.

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Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

Toby suddenly came here, and in front of him was the armor, and the devils Voldemort and Andros trapped in the armor - he locked them all together.

Now that Voldemort is constantly being tortured by the devil, Toby watches this scene with cold eyes - in order to control the two at the same time, the armor must be in the center of a magic circle that Toby has specially engraved for it, and he must always come down to take care of it.

OK.

But in this case, Old Tom can no longer be supervised.

But now he is still leaning against the statue of Slytherin, motionless while silently recovering from his injuries, and standing in front of him is a very strange figure - a skinny body, a pharaoh mask on his face, and a head.

Women's wide-brimmed hat.

Here's another helper Toby tried to make - using one of the three skeletons.

Everything about him is fine, but his mental state is a little abnormal.

"How's it going, Antioch?"

Toby came over and asked: "Did anything come here while I was away? You shouldn't be able to see the other person, probably only a kerosene lamp."

The completely changed Antioch skeleton slowly turned around. The black hole under the mask radiated a deep gaze, which made the person watching extremely uncomfortable.

"Roar!"

He suddenly yelled at Toby.

Toby quickly waved his hand in disgust: "It seems that there is no more, can't you lower your voice?"

"Roar!"

"Okay, it looks like it won't work."

"Ho! Roar!"

"Okay, shut up now!"

One roar means denial, two roars means approval.

Antioch can only communicate in this way now.

Angrily, Toby used his palm to pull Antioch away, and at the same time, he also slapped off the mummy bandages and delicate arms that were secretly stretched out, as if he was chasing away mosquitoes.

"It would be nice if there were more armors. Why are obedient subordinates so hard to find?"

The armor turned towards Toby and lowered its head slightly to express respect for Toby's praise.

Toby knelt down and stared carefully at Old Tom's motionless face.

He knew that the kerosene lamp had once found Old Tom in the snowy paddock, and had unexpectedly caused some changes in him - that might not have been a coincidence, the kerosene lamp obviously had its own purpose.

Toby doesn't know what the purpose of that ghost thing is now, but judging from its behavior when it found Ron but didn't do anything to him, its target should be Harry, the only one who wasn't in the dormitory at that time.

In other words, if Toby wanted to bring out the kerosene lamp again, the only people he could use were Harry and the old Tom who had been changed by the kerosene lamp.

"Is it because we were guests before?"

Toby stared at Old Tom and thought.

"Then why does Death Butler need to use such troublesome methods? Obviously, whether it is Pandora's Notebook or myself, it can be one of the means to be controlled by it."

Although Pandora, who also saw this scene at the time, was frightened by the existence of Death Butler, Death Butler did nothing during the whole process and did not take away the black feathers in the notebook - if it had this ability.

It's the damn feather again.

If it weren't for saving his life under the gaze of the basilisk, Toby would not have risked going to that place and conducting such a dangerous experiment on himself.

There are already enough deadly things in him.

As time passed little by little, Toby's figure began to change continuously. Sometimes he was a complete human body, and sometimes he suddenly dispersed into a whole ball of dark smoke.

In the end, half of his body turned into an extremely unstable devil, while the other half still struggled to maintain his human form.

After going through so many hardships, this is the most comfortable look for Toby, but despite this, there is still no white light in his eyes, but darkness.

This was a sign that the Patronus disappeared, and the subsequent Goblet of Fire made him worse.

"So, why did you become like this?"

Toby murmured to himself, and two voices came out of his mouth at the same time, one was clearly visible, and the other was extremely low.

"Butler Death. Is he always just a butler?"

A kerosene lamp quietly appeared behind Toby's head, and then, something seemed to be taking shape silently.

Toby was unaware of all this until—

"boom!"

With a bang, his body suddenly exploded, and everything turned into dark smoke, covering the entire hall.

Before long, the smoke gradually gathered toward the middle, revealing Toby's gloomy face.

"I knew you hadn't left yet. Don't worry."

"It's your turn soon."