Archaeologists at Hogwarts

415 Luna and Pandora

After the anti-monster glasses, Luna’s new product, cat ears, also received unexpected popularity.

This item is somewhat like a headband. After being worn on the head, the two cat ears on the top will change according to the wizard's psychological activities.

Before this, Harry had relied on Mao Er's insincere words to gain Qiu's forgiveness and resolve the crisis that almost caused them to break up due to various concealments.

Overall, Luna is getting richer and richer.

"You also want to open a store?"

When Toby heard the news, Luna was coming to the Ancient Magic Office with Pandora in her arms.

She spoke her mind.

"It was Fred and George who inspired me. Didn't they also have a joke shop? So I thought about buying a shop in Diagon Alley, specifically for interviewing testers who are willing to try new spells.

"

"Oh?" Toby blinked: "Then can you guarantee their safety?"

Luna immediately replied: "Of course not, otherwise why would I spend money to hire them."

This sounds reasonable, but it's a pity.

"This is illegal." Toby explained patiently: "The Ministry of Magic will not allow you to open such a shop."

"That's why I came to you." Luna said matter-of-factly: "Professor Heimer, can you help us?"

"No!" Toby refused decisively: "The relationship between me and the Ministry of Magic is not as good as you think. Besides, whose idea was this? Did you really come up with it yourself?"

He stared at Pandora's notebook suspiciously.

It didn't take a few seconds for Pandora to attack them all.

"Okay, it's me. But I also want to be able to re-study the spell so as not to be affected by that day again - the day when the kerosene lamp appeared."

That day, Luna and Pandora were hiding in Hagrid's cabin, not daring to show their faces.

Especially Pandora, she even refused to communicate with anyone.

Toby remembered that he had not yet told mother and daughter about grabbing the kerosene lamp.

"You don't need to worry about this matter for the time being. In a short period of time, or possibly a longer period of time, there will no longer be that kind of special threat."

Pandora heard some different meanings in these words.

"Did you find the kerosene lamp? No, it may have been destroyed. You should have kept it so that you can continue to study it. So, the kerosene lamp is in your hands now?"

"Your guess is really accurate." Toby didn't intend to hide it. He said directly: "The kerosene lamp is with me now, but there is no progress in the research. The love in it has been consumed. I guess

We have to wait until the people inside recover."

"Can I take a look?" Pandora asked curiously, and Luna also stood on tiptoe curiously. She probably thought Professor Heimer had hidden the kerosene lamp behind her.

"Are you sure?" Toby frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid of getting hurt or something?"

"I have a feeling." A positive tone came from Pandora's notebook: "It can help me better understand the nature of my own existence."

"So you haven't given up on becoming a wizard yet." Toby gently rubbed his chin and thought silently for a while.

"Then give it a try. You all stand back, Luna, and remember to protect Pandora. If you find anything unusual, tell me immediately."

"Okay, Professor."

Toby himself also wanted to know more about the kerosene lamp, but maybe it was because he was too powerful, or maybe the devil was at work, minimizing the impact of the kerosene lamp on him.

Now that Pandora is willing to help, it may just solve his long-standing doubts about what the black feathers in the Castle of Death mean.

On Dria Island, Toby learned from the former residents of the castle that the Death Castle was built to avoid disasters caused by the law of magic conservation.

In this way, these feathers should play a key role. They should not just bring the dead back to life in some special way.

After Luna and Pandora retreated to the sofa, Toby waved his arm in the air, and there was an extra thing in his hand for no reason - the weak flame in the kerosene lamp was swaying gently, as if it would go out at any time.

"It seems that Death Butler has regained some abilities during this time."

Toby remembered that after he captured the kerosene lamp, the flame inside was completely extinguished, without even a spark.

But it's different now. Although it's very weak, there is at least a little light.

But at present, it seems that this flame alone is not enough to support the Death Butler to appear in the real world.

"Pandora, are you okay?"

Toby asked immediately. He looked at the black notebook not far away, and Luna was also looking at it carefully.

"Can I take a closer look?"

Toby glanced at Luna, and after thinking carefully in his mind for a while, he nodded slightly.

Luna took Pandora forward step by step. She took every step carefully and moved a bit slowly, but Toby did not rush them, but waited silently.

"Okay, let's stop here - phew, I feel it more clearly now, as if I was born to be repelled by it - the fire inside can burn me to death, I know this may not sound too bad

It's normal, but this feeling is so strong - take a few steps back, honey, I need to rest for a while."

Luna obediently took a few steps back and didn't stop until Pandora said she was much better.

"Maybe your feelings are correct."

Toby said abruptly: "I remember one of the residents in the castle said - love is harder to maintain than hate. In this case, your only choice is the devil. Only he can protect you for a longer time."

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"What does this mean?" Pandora asked puzzledly.

"It's very simple."

Toby pointed to the flame in the kerosene lamp: "This is the fire that was ignited by love. And could those black feathers be transformed by the devil? It seems very possible now. In other words,

Feathers are the complete opposite of love, and this flame has the power to burn you to death, because it is the nemesis of hate."

"Of course, I'm not saying that you are a person without love in your heart, but your current existence is all caused by black feathers, which leads to this situation."

At this time, Luna suddenly asked: "But what about you, Professor? Why are you safe after touching this kerosene lamp? Don't you also have a devil? And you also have black feathers on your body?"

Toby was silent for a moment and did not answer.

But Pandora understood everything.

"It seems that many people have wrongly blamed you, Toby. You still love many people, which not only prevents the devil from affecting you, but also the black feathers."

"If it were you who lit this kerosene lamp, everyone would be able to see the blazing flame, which would be hotter than anything else."

Toby raised his head and looked at Luna, then looked at Pandora's notebook.

"Maybe." He said: "It seems that Dumbledore's teachings are still useful. If he knew about this, he would be very happy - but."

He changed the topic and said: "Pandora, you should also know that you should not think that you can return to being a wizard because of your black feathers. You have chosen the wrong direction from the beginning."

"You have only two choices now, either to continue to look like you are now, but no one knows how long the hatred in that black feather can last you."

"Either you have to work hard to learn about the devil. In addition to love, you also need to understand hate. Only in this way can you stay with Luna longer."

This time the silent one became Pandora.

"I have to think about it again."

"No problem." Toby shook his head and said, "I think we will have a lot of time to make this decision."

"I hope so." Pandora said, and then she left with Luna.

After the office became quiet again, Toby looked at the kerosene lamp. The flame inside was not completely extinguished.

He thought of Pandora's words——

[If you were to light this kerosene lamp, everyone would be able to see the blazing flame, which would be hotter than anything else.]

"If the Mason Door is still there, can I go in to find you and help you light this kerosene lamp?"

"Are you Merope or Lily?"

On the other side of the world that Toby could not see, a huge and terrifying five-legged monster was also looking at him quietly.

It's just that in this world, Toby looks like a horned water snake.

The five-legged monster is not the real face of the housekeeper, it just can only maintain this appearance in this world. Even if it returns to the real world, it can only survive under the light of the kerosene lamp and maintain this life-like appearance.

A disgusted look.

This is the peculiarity of this unique world, and no one can avoid it.

After silently studying Toby for a while, the five-legged monster saw him turn the kerosene lamp into disappear again.

Then hide it in Al's belly pocket, and the five-legged monster knows this very well. In this world, it has seen the powerful Thestral, which was covered with treasures, but no one dared to provoke it.

The five-legged monster didn't dare, and it couldn't continue to waste time.

In this world, except for the days when Mason Gate matures, the rest of the time will be plunged into a darkness that seems to never end.

It must hide carefully so as not to be discovered by more terrifying monsters.

And if it wants to reappear in the real world, it will need to spend more effort.

To find love.

Only more love can help it.

There will be a day.

As long as it continues to hold on.

As long as it.

"Are you crying, child?"

The sudden voice frightened the five-legged monster back. It cowered in the corner of the room in fear, not even daring to raise its head, and its whole body was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of me. Only I can help you. If you could understand this earlier, maybe so many bad things wouldn't happen."

A humanoid hand gently touched the five-legged monster's head several times.

"Follow me, kid. I don't have much time to wake up. It doesn't matter if I spend it all here. Toby will help us - in ways he never expected."

"But you have to hurry up and find more love, otherwise we will all be doomed."

The five-legged monster raised its head in confusion, and saw a very kind-looking old man appearing in front of it, not affected by Yongye in the slightest.

"Who are you?" A clear voice came from the mouth of the five-legged monster, which was completely inconsistent with its appearance.

"I forgot too." The old man said gently.

"I just remember that many people are willing to call me Merlin."

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Al patted his belly gently. He knew that Toby had sent the kerosene lamp back again, but he probably had to wait until he got back to ask what exactly happened.

Not far away, Hagrid was staring at Angela quite nervously, while Angela focused her eyes on the cardboard box in front of her.

The few remaining snails were violently colliding with each other inside, constantly emitting fierce sparks.

"How's it going?" Hagrid asked anxiously: "Are they okay? These are the only ones left, won't they kill each other again? Then what should I do with this year's courses?"

"Yeah." Al called out with a strange expression.

"What did it say?" Hagrid asked immediately.

"It's just a little hungry, don't worry about it." Angela glared at Al to tell him to stop whining or saying anything to condemn Hagrid.

Obviously Toby had already told him not to treat Hagrid as an ordinary wizard.

When it comes to magical animals, Hagrid has some kind of strange talent, which is closer to the category of instinct than any student in the school.

Although even Angela thought there was something abnormal about Hagrid.

"How on earth did you hatch them?" Angela slowly retracted her palm, and the white light on it disappeared little by little: "There are no complex thoughts in their minds, and they can hardly think. They are all eating and drinking.

The battle is a bit like a killing machine invented by ancient wizards specifically for war."

Hagrid was actually a little embarrassed.

He said shyly: "I just played with them casually. I didn't know what they were at first, and I had rarely heard of such animals before - but they are so cute, how could they be related to murder?"

Angela looked up and down at Hagrid's huge body.

"You may have to ask how those thin wizards died - forget it, just treat them as if I didn't say anything, just raise them separately. These guys don't need to live in groups, otherwise they will be everywhere.

Arena."

"Is this all right?" Hagrid didn't expect the solution to be so simple.

"Otherwise, what else can we do?" Angela clapped her hands and stood up and said, "The simplest is the best."

Al glanced at the elated Hagrid, who whispered in agreement, fully agreeing with Angela's statement.

This sentence couldn't be more applicable to Hagrid.