Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Ron came back to his senses in an instant, and he stuttered: "School... Principal, we got separated, and accidentally -"

"Let me tell you, it's time for you to go back to your dormitory."

Dumbledore interrupted warmly: "Go back and have a good sleep. I'm glad no one was harmed tonight."

The three people immediately realized that Dumbledore had no intention of punishing them. With Hermione's timely reminder, they ran away quickly after thanking them, as if there was a devil chasing them behind.

In fact, it was almost the same, because Toby, who heard the noise, quickly arrived from the other side of the corridor, followed by Snape and Quirrell.

"Severus, Quirrell."

Before they could speak, Dumbledore took the lead and ordered: "Pass the news that the three-headed dog has been captured, and tell the students that they can sleep peacefully."

"Toby, you stay and help me handle the follow-up. Oh, and Mr. Al, you can stay too."

Snape walked away without saying a word. He walked down the stairs, which was the direction of the dormitories of Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Quirrell had no choice but to walk upstairs, where the dormitories of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were.

All in the castle tower.

After they all left, Toby stepped forward and asked, "Do you want to move the three-headed dog back into the room?"

Dumbledore stood in front of the sleeping three-headed dog and put it in a small cage. A three-headed dog of this size looked much cuter.

"No need." Dumbledore said while holding the cage: "I will find a time to send Lu Wei away and send him to a place suitable for his life. There is no point in letting him stay in Hogwarts."

Then Dumbledore repaired the damaged room, and the debris flew back to its original position and merged into one. Finally, the broken door was reinstalled on the wall.

"Come on, Toby, follow me to the principal's office."

"Go to my office, Principal, it's closer."

Dumbledore did not refuse Toby's proposal, and they soon arrived at the Ancient Magic Office. Toby walked behind and closed the door tightly.

When he turned around, he found Principal Dumbledore standing in the middle of the office, silently looking at the souvenirs in the room.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen your numerous collections with my own eyes."

Dumbledore slowly turned his gaze to the Pharaoh's coffin facing the door, with scrutiny and memories in his eyes.

"Is this the coffin you mentioned in your letter?"

"It's this one, but the coffin is not the most important, the Pharaoh's mask is. I have already placed it in the Gringotts vault. All the truly dangerous and important items are stored there."

"I hope so, Toby."

Dumbledore slowly sat down on the velvet sofa and placed the cage gently on the floor at his feet.

Toby sat opposite him and did not answer the instructive "I hope so". Instead, he finally asked: "What happened tonight, principal? Why did the dinner end early?"

"As you can see." Dumbledore pointed to the cage and said: "Someone let Fluffy out, and the dinner had to be suspended. For the safety of the students, I also told everyone how to avoid Fluffy.

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"This is really a disaster." Toby pondered for a while, his hair drooping down little by little to block his eyes.

"Severus was not the one who let Walkway go." Dumbledore clearly knew what Toby was thinking.

Toby immediately pushed his hair back, his expression full of regret: "That's such a pity, I thought I could catch him myself."

"I didn't know you were interested in being an Auror."

"Just thinking about it, principal, just thinking about it."

After saying this, Toby's hair drooped down again little by little.

"Do you remember where you used the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse to hit the thief in the vault?"

"At least the part above the neck, principal. Every attack I make is aimed at the opponent's head. This is related to the fact that I have just left Egypt not long ago, and I haven't changed my habit yet - only by completely crushing the head, those mummies

It cannot be resurrected."

"What a thrilling adventure story, but I believe you should already understand why I asked this question.

"Yes, Headmaster, there is nothing wrong with Quirrell's head, and the back of his head is smooth. Wearing a turban is just his hobby. He is obviously not a thief who appeared in Gringotts."

Toby muttered and pushed his hair back to the back of his head again: "And you should know that you can finish the sentence at once. You have to wait until my hair falls down."

"It is also the responsibility of a teacher to observe the changes in students." Dumbledore said in a gentle tone: "The students have already discussed your new habits, which makes you very unique."

Toby abnormally did not loudly condemn the ignorant students. Instead, he murmured: "I feel that what I have done recently seems to be a bit too much. I thought about it carefully and found that the students - or most of them

Students will not like such a strict principal."

"Are you referring to yourself? The future Principal Hemmer?"

"Um... Principal Dumbledore, can you put down the long ax in your hand first? If you are interested, I will give it to you, so that I will not worry about those ghosts in the castle all day long.

Find me again."

Dumbledore did not reply to Toby's words. He held the sharp long ax steadily and walked to the blood-stained black armor.

Toby had obviously lied to Hermione and Cedric. The black armor was also movable. It pointed the visor in the direction of Dumbledore, as if staring at his long axe, but did not reach out to take it back, or maybe

He said he didn't dare to act rashly.

"I've heard your story."

Dumbledore said calmly to the armor: "Would you like to do me a favor? Help me guard a room with a trap door. As a reward, I can save you from infinite sorrow and torture, or you can

Let you become a part of Hogwarts. There will be many of your kind in the corridors on the fourth floor, and you will get along very happily."

The armor didn't respond, and it slowly turned its visor in Toby's direction.

Toby was winking at it desperately, as if he would be unable to hold back and nod his hand for it in the next second.

The black armor knelt on one knee, his head lowered.

Dumbledore returned the long ax to its hand, then placed his wand on the left and right shoulders of the armor, tapped it twice, and uttered a complex and mysterious spell.

The bloodstains and darkness on the armor and long ax slowly faded away, turning into silvery white, clean and shining.

It stood up and saluted Toby again. Toby just turned sideways and did not accept it, but Al waved his paw happily.

They watched the armor leave the office and go to the room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Any more?" Dumbledore asked.

Toby's hair drooped down again at some point, and his tone was inexplicably sentimental: "No more, principal. I never thought that on the road to pursuing ancient magic, I would find so many traces related to war."

"I hope it never happens again."

Dumbledore sat back on the sofa, and he seemed to say inadvertently: "Really? Why do I feel that this sentence seems familiar? Oh, I remembered it, it was the fourth letter you sent in 1983

In the letter, it says this sentence four times. Four times, Toby."

Toby pushed his hair back without blushing and said, "You have a really good memory."

"Tell me about it." Dumbledore smiled and said, "I took away a piece of your collection. What do you want me to compensate you for?"

"How unpleasant compensation is." Toby quickly denied: "That's called comfort, using pain to comfort pain. Isn't this what you are always good at?"

"Say it."

"Hmm... Headmastership at Hogwarts?"

"Next."

"Let's visit your treasure house. I have never seen all your collections. Many goblins have guessed that your wealth is amazing, but they have never been willing to store those things in Gringotts."

"Because most of the wealth is going to be left to Hogwarts after my death, next."

"You are really generous. I guess you must have a treasure house of your own? Is it also in Hogwarts?"

"You wouldn't be interested in those things, and even if you were, I wouldn't tell you."

"We are really in Hogwarts...Okay, okay, I understand, please quickly put down that wooden door, it is the last one."

Just as Dumbledore turned his back to look at the rotting wooden door, Toby clapped his hands and said, "I thought of it!"

Dumbledore looked at him with a look that had already seen through Toby. Toby simply pretended not to notice, and he pretended to cough twice.

"What do you think of the idea of ​​reorganizing the teacher recognition ceremony?"