Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Things couldn't be worse.

When the Gryffindor students passed the huge hourglass recording the House Cup scores the next day, they thought something had gone wrong - they had obviously won the Quidditch Cup yesterday, but why hadn't their scores increased at all?

Soon, someone discovered something was wrong - the famous Harry Potter was absent from yesterday's party in the common room, along with his two friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.

Min Granger, it was all their fault. By Harry Potter, the hero who had just won the Quidditch trophy.

So, in the school hospital the next day, many people rushed in, wanting to find out what was going on.

The three people in treatment could only pretend to be unconscious, just like the patient who was just sent here last night. They didn't know who it was, they only knew that it was Snape who sent him here.

They had never seen the patient's face before.

Draco also came with Goyle and Crabbe, and they looked domineering. Draco scolded Harry for a long time, as if he knew that Harry was pretending to be unconscious.

"This is simply the funniest joke I've ever heard. The house that won the Quidditch Cup is ranked last, but you really belong to it, Potter."

Before Harry was about to burst into anger, Madam Pomfrey finally arrived. She drove the three people out of the school hospital and woke up the three little ones who were pretending to be unconscious.

"Let me see how you are doing. Okay, dear, you can go back to class. I have never seen you students who blame themselves so much."

Madam Pomfrey didn't know what happened behind Mason's door, and blamed all the strange behavior of the three people on the deduction of points. At that time, they were almost unable to hold on, and they had to take tranquilizers continuously before they finally recovered.

"Can we stay one more night?"

Ron begged: "Just stay for one night, don't let us go back now, people outside will hate us."

Madam Pomfrey looked at him with pity: "Are you sure you want to continue pretending to be sick? Professor Heimer is not that easy to talk to. What if he finds out-"

Ron jumped out of bed all of a sudden, not even daring to say anything.

The three of them changed their hospital clothes into wizard robes silently, without even making eye contact with each other. Hermione kept her head lowered, her eyes were red and swollen. She cried all night last night.

Harry glanced at the surrounded hospital bed. He believed that Ron and Hermione knew in their hearts that there was something wrong with the patient who was sent last night, but they did not dare to violate any rules anymore, let alone explore without permission.

What's going on.

In fact, when Professor Quirrell left the school hospital this morning, they did not say a word to Quirrell, and they did not dare to ask about the mechanism that protects the Philosopher's Stone.

They have learned enough lessons.

Even once again, they deducted a large amount of points from Gryffindor, which was an irreparable mistake.

The atmosphere of silence was maintained until the three of them sorted out all their clothes, until they saw Fred and George walking into the ward talking and laughing, each holding a toilet seat in their hands.

"Oh, you're already awake." Fred said in surprise.

"It's a pity our gift." George smiled and hung the toilet seat on Ron's neck, while Harry put on the one Fred brought and took one.

Hermione looked left and right and found that she was the only one who didn't have the so-called "gift".

"You actually don't even like me anymore."

She broke down and cried, ran outside the ward howling, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The twins looked at this scene in surprise.

"We wanted to prepare,"

"But it's a bit rude for a lady."

Ron was not happy at all after hearing this explanation. He angrily took off the toilet seat and threw it on the floor: "Aren't you rude to us?"

Harry also silently removed the toilet seat, and Fred and George laughed together.

"Come on, don't be unhappy."

"Yeah, we've been losing points too."

"Just don't let Wood see you,"

"Especially you, Harry. The captain is going crazy. He just won the Quidditch Cup with great difficulty."

Harry said frustratedly: "But you didn't lose one hundred and fifty points all at once."

"That's true." Fred shrugged and said, "You are indeed powerful enough. You have achieved something that none of us, George, can do. We should really work hard."

"alright."

Seeing the two people's expressions getting more and more sad, George comforted him: "Maybe you will like another piece of news, which spread throughout the school this morning."

"What's the news?" Harry asked immediately. He needed good news to comfort himself.

"Professor Heimer was placed on probation." George raised his eyebrows and said, "In the past, this was an honor that only Professor Kettleburn could obtain. I really hope we can go to school at that time. It will be very interesting."

"Detention?" Ron asked expectantly: "Is it because we deducted points? Can we get the points back?"

"That's a beautiful thought." Fred said, "I wonder why you are not surprised at all. Professor Heimer was placed on probation. Isn't this news fresh enough?"

Harry didn't think the news was anything. The only thing that surprised him was that the candidate for academic probation was not Snape. Even last night, when he sent the patient here, he didn't forget to mock Harry.

, which made Harry very angry.

As for Professor Heimer...for some reason, Harry always felt that he would encounter such a day, just the souvenirs in his office were enough.

And judging from the look in Ron's eyes, the two people obviously thought of getting together.

"Okay." Ron became uninterested. He was not interested in anything now: "Then what will they do to Professor Highmore? Who dares to stare at him? He is so scary, even Snape

It’s okay to beat him as well.”

Fred shrugged and said, "Of course it's Principal Dumbledore, who else."

At the same time, inside the gate outside the castle, Toby and Al quietly appeared and escaped from the invisible state.

"No one found us, right?"

"ah!"

"Very good, now let's go find Malfoy to settle the score. How dare he-"

"Toby!"

A cold shout suddenly sounded, and Dumbledore appeared out of nowhere, striding up to Toby.

Toby's eyes wandered wildly, and he quietly took two steps back.

"What are you going to do?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh, I just went to buy some wine." Toby immediately pretended to be relaxed: "I don't have much wine in my collection, and I plan to go to the bar in the village."

"But I remember you still have class today."

"Yes, principal, yes. I asked Al to teach for me - eh? Al? Why are you on my shoulder? Go back and teach the students."

"ah!"

Al immediately jumped off Toby, and it made a big circle, trying to get around Principal Dumbledore, but found that only two legs were moving rapidly, and it could not run far at all.

Float little by little.

"Well......"

Toby watched Al being sent back to him, and he asked hesitantly: "If I said I just went to Malfoy to catch up with old times, would you believe it, principal?"