Archaeologists at Hogwarts

413 Ordinary?

A hand waved in front of his eyes, and then Harry heard someone calling his name.

"Harry, Harry?"

Harry came back to his senses and saw Qiu sitting opposite him.

"Did you just fall asleep? Do you need to go back to school now?"

"Okay, I may be a little tired."

This is Mrs. Puddieff's Tea House in Hogsmeade Village, and it is also a favorite place for lovers. Harry finally found an opportunity to complete this trace of origin - come here for a date with Qiu.

Today is the weekend, and Harry rarely gets a day's rest from Professor Highmore, so he doesn't have to let his demons be ravaged anymore - this is a new course that Professor Highmore has given him so that Harry can get used to it in advance. There is no devilish process, just let your rune snake be eaten by Professor Heimer.

Moreover, more than two weeks have passed since the day when Haierbo was caught.

This is what James later told Harry.

In that bizarre encounter that night, Professor Heimer successfully discovered where Helbo was hiding and easily captured him without a wand.

Until now, Harry still couldn't believe this fact.

Haierbo actually failed like this?

Although there are still many doubts that have not been solved later - such as whether Harry's mother became Halber's subordinate, and whether the person who threw his and Cedric's names into the Goblet of Fire was also Halber's. people

But no matter what, Harry knew that James was extremely happy about this, and he had even stopped being sarcastic to Snape recently.

This is another strange thing.

According to James, Snape seemed to have made a big mistake in this incident, which made James initially think that he would suffer a lot for it.

But unexpectedly, Snape was let go by Professor Hemmer.

Although Harry was not very satisfied with the result, he did feel a lot better because of it. Because Snape has become much more honest when teaching recently and will no longer deliberately seek trouble for someone - especially Harry himself. .

Perhaps it was because he had been warned, or because he was afraid of offending Professor Heimer?

Harry doesn't know.

He doesn't really want to think about these things now.

Today was a hard-earned holiday. Harry's original intention was to have a good rest, so he abandoned poor Ron and finally stopped thinking about Hermione's liberation of the elves.

He didn't want this wonderful time to be wasted.

"Let's go around again."

Harry said suddenly, causing Qiu to look at him strangely.

"Aren't you tired? I thought it was because you have been too busy recently preparing for the third test, or maybe because of the wizard's instinct. This topic taught by Professor Heimer is really difficult."

"I'm fine." Harry said as calmly as possible: "I felt much better as soon as I came out of the teahouse. Maybe. Maybe I'm not used to the atmosphere inside. You saw it just now, everyone was kissing. , it’s like a competition.”

Qiu scolded him: "Of course you can't remain indifferent now that you're on the field. You're the one who's weird - forget it, let's go to the Three Broomsticks. You can't make any small moves there."

With that being said, dating seems to be getting boring?

Harry suddenly became even more upset.

Cho seemed to enjoy teasing Harry like this. She kept looking at him and snickering on the way to the Three Broomsticks, which made Harry feel ashamed and embarrassed.

There were indeed no kissing couples in the Three Broomsticks, and Mrs. Romestad left after asking them what they wanted to drink, leaving Harry to continue to feel uncomfortable in his seat.

He tried to stir up some appropriate topics.

"Have you found your instinct?"

"Not yet." Qiu sighed: "There are many types of magic that I like, but none of them can reach the level that Professor Heimo said. I feel it is more difficult than the Patronus Charm."

Harry nodded silently. He also had some doubts about whether any students would really be able to learn this magic this year.

Although he has determined that flying is what he likes instinctively, he still has no clue yet - he can't really make a broomstick, can he?

But it seems to be more difficult to invent a spell that allows wizards to fly.

And since Harry knew how Luna's mother died, he had some resistance to inventing magic spells, which was much more dangerous than describing magic circles - the latter could only happen under the guidance of Professor Hemmer.

There are some small explosions, but the former can kill people.

"What about you?" Qiu finally stopped teasing Harry and asked curiously, "What have you prepared for the third test?"

"Uh" Harry hesitated a little.

There was no warning about the third test this time, and Harry had no idea what it was about. The same goes for other warriors.

After the last experience of searching for the secret of the golden egg together, the four of them - mainly Fleur, who didn't understand them at all - were able to talk to them even though they were not very familiar with them.

They occasionally speculated about the content of the next test together. The most important thing was that they were worried that like the previous tests, there might be links that required the warriors to unite and cooperate.

After all, the person who set the levels is Professor Heimer, which makes anything possible.

"It seems there is no more?" Qiu saw Harry's embarrassment: "I thought Professor Hemmer would give you extra preferential treatment."

Qiu knew that Harry had spent the previous weekend with Professor Hemmer, which prevented her from feeling any dissatisfaction and could only worry about Harry's situation.

It wasn't until Qiu once understood what she said - she mistakenly thought that Harry had made some mistake, so he had to be in solitary confinement on the weekends. The previous tutoring sessions were just an excuse for Harry to avoid being too embarrassed in front of her.

Too embarrassing.

"How is that possible?" Harry muttered softly.

Now that even Haierbo has been caught, there will naturally be no chance of letting him go.

There don't seem to be that many threats in the magical world anymore.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but Harry always felt that Professor Heimo's interest was not very high recently. Not only in class, but also when Harry's devil was being ravaged.

These are very strange.

Inexplicably, an idea appeared in Harry's mind.

Is today his holiday, or has Professor Heimer given himself a special holiday?

Does Professor Heimer need a rest too?

"A bottle of butterbeer, a glass of lemonade, and three Sickles."

The reappearance of Mrs. Romestad interrupted Harry's thoughts. He reached out and took the lemonade, drank two sips, and exhaled happily.

After putting down the cup, he realized that Qiu was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Harry touched his face uneasily: "Is there something wrong?"

"I just didn't expect that you would have the same taste as Professor Heimo." Qiu asked doubtfully: "Do you know that you are becoming more and more like him now? You always look worried. What's the matter?

Can you tell me?"

Harry was stunned for a moment.

"No." He said dryly, avoiding Qiu's eyes.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

While saying this, Harry secretly put his right hand into his pocket.

He was holding a stone in his hand, spinning it around.

He has not told Qiu that he is likely to die one day in the future, and this time is not too far away.

Thinking of this, Harry felt even more annoyed at his previous distraction.

He really should have done something in Mrs. Puddy's teahouse.

——

Hogwarts, big ship.

"Gilderoy."

"professor?"

Lockhart suddenly stood up from the bed and saw Grindelwald's face appearing on the wall again.

Before Grindelwald could continue asking questions, Lockhart quickly said: "Hogwarts has been very quiet recently, and Toby has not given me any orders - could it be because he has become wary of me?"

"Is it because of my existence?" Grindelwald said unhurriedly: "No, compared to Herbo, I do not pose a greater threat in Toby's eyes. He has more difficult problems to deal with urgently.

It has been solved, and it seems that there should be some progress, otherwise he will definitely come here again to ask for news related to Haierbo - at least to see if we have been in contact."

Since the last conversation, Lockhart has gradually learned about the strange alliance between Grindelwald and Toby. He has not been punished for his "betrayal", and the range of questions he can ask has become much wider recently.

.

"So that's it." Lockhart said with a frown on his face: "I asked him why he didn't come to me - oh, by the way, there's another thing - Snape and James, they

The relationship between them has become very strange, should I say more cold? Now they almost don't speak at all."

Grindelwald was silent for a while.

"It seems that Toby's progress is faster than I thought." He murmured: "Both Snape and James were once subordinates of Haierbo. There must be some connection between the two things. I know

What’s the reason?”

Lockhart said to himself that the professor was worthy of being a professor, and he could even understand Toby's thoughts clearly.

"Toby has made some progress, but he is afraid of Herbo for various reasons. He is very careful, more careful than ever before - Gilderoy."

"Um?"

"Invite Toby to the ship and tell Toby that I'd like to have a chat with him - if he's interested."

".ah?"

——

Lockhart hesitantly walked back and forth in front of the door of the Ancient Magic Office several times. When he pretended to pass by for the ninth time, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

"ah!"

Al stared at the sneaky guy in front of him and asked loudly what he was doing.

"I'm looking for Toby." Lockhart said with an ugly smile: "Is he in there? If not, I will come back later."

"Gilderoy!"

This title gave Lockhart goosebumps all over his body. He subconsciously turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by a quickly stretched out arm.

Toby squeezed Lockhart's shoulders tightly and smiled gently: "I just want to find you, come in with me."

“Help—ugh!”

Lockhart's mouth was blocked by Al with a large amount of beans.

He felt his body being thrown into the room completely uncontrollably. Fortunately, the carpet was soft enough, otherwise he would have been dizzy from the fall.

"Why are you lying down? Stand up quickly."

"Don't come over here!"

Lockhart stepped back in panic. He leaned his upper body on the small side of the desk, and his legs continued to move back and forth subconsciously.

"Why did I offend you? Why did you do this to me?"

"What did you say?" Toby asked in confusion: "Isn't the person you really offended Grindelwald? Or did you betray me?"

"I have never been with you." Lockhart shouted aggrievedly: "Besides, the Unbreakable Vow has not disappeared - well, I'm just here to tell you that Grindelwald wants to see you. Besides, I'm here to tell you that Grindelwald wants to see you.

He has already guessed that you have made some progress in finding Haierbo. There is only so much I can say - in fact, this is all I know."

"This matter is not urgent."

Toby showed an enchanting smile that made Lockhart shiver all over.

"As a best-selling author, you should have attended many dance parties, right?"

"Actually, the dance party has nothing to do with whether it sells well or not -"

Under Toby's gaze, Lockhart quickly changed his words and said, "Yes, I have been to many dances, and a lot of people participated."

"Great." Toby's eyes softened a lot: "Then you must also be good at dancing?"

Lockhart felt that he should be more modest.

"Good at showing off." He smiled, showing off his shiny teeth.

"Very good." Toby acted as excited as if Lockhart had captured Grindelwald with his backhand: "Actually, I need your help with something. Maybe you should have guessed it - yes, it is to learn

Learn how to dance.”

Lockhart was stunned for a moment.

"I thought you would let me help you deal with Grindelwald, or Herbo."

Toby shook his head.

"This is my specialty, you're still far behind - you just need to teach me how to dance."

Lockhart slowly stood up from the carpet and asked uncertainly: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Toby had become impatient.

Lockhart didn't dare to ask any more questions. He tidied up his messed up witch robes, straightened his body, came to Toby, made a gentleman's salute and said, "Then let's get started.

"

His whole person looked like he was looking down upon death.

Toby stared at Lockhart, his eyes gradually becoming a little scary.

"What are you doing?"

"I invite you to dance, otherwise how can you learn it - well, it seems I was wrong." Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief: "Then how do you want to learn it?"

Toby indicated the direction with his eyes, and Lockhart turned his head to look over. He saw a skeleton staring directly at him with empty eye sockets.

"That is your dance partner." Toby said: "Let us hurry up, otherwise there will be no more surprises when Angela comes back."

——

Big ship.

Grindelwald's face appeared on the wall and he said slowly: "So you spent the whole afternoon dancing with a skeleton?"

Lockhart seemed to be completely stunned. He explained with a dull expression: "Toby said this was prepared for Angela. He must hurry up and learn the dance steps. Merlin, I have never seen him so disrespectful."

People who can dance don’t look like they’re hugging their partner, but rather like they’re trying to squeeze the other person to death.”

"I don't know who he was trying to squeeze to death, but I felt like I was going to die from exhaustion."