Archaeologists at Hogwarts

At the same time, Toby was sitting in the ancient magic office. He and Elqi Qi stared at the three glasses of suspicious liquid on the table with suspicious eyes.

Fred and George sat opposite him. The two exchanged glances, and finally Fred made the first suggestion: "Do you want to be the first to taste our multi-flavored juice, Professor?"

The results of the twins' ancient magic class finally came out - a multi-flavored juice imitating Bibi's multi-flavor beans, and the best-selling butter beer became their imaginary enemy. Once successful, it will create unimaginable profits.

But Toby obviously doesn't think so.

"Only three cups?" He looked away from the juice: "The homework I changed for you is obviously twenty flavors."

Among the original creative papers submitted, only Fred wanted to make multi-flavored juice, while George wanted to make a bat with automatic return kick. This idea was not surprisingly rejected by Toby. The third-grade pair

For students, this is nothing short of whimsical.

So later George also changed his goal to multi-flavor juice, which also had ten flavors.

"We did think so at first." Fred said modestly: "But we considered that a single flavor of juice might not be exciting enough, so this cup -"

He pushed the most colorful glass of juice forward: "This glass is a mixture of eighteen flavors. It is the proud creation of George and I. Even we did not expect it to be successful."

Not to mention them, even Toby didn't expect to get such an unexpected assignment - it required more than just a single magic circle, and it was also much more difficult.

"So are you sure about the specific taste?"

"Uh...that's not true."

Toby and Al both leaned back, one leaned on the back of the chair, and the other almost fell off the table. Fortunately, the flying carpet touched Al's body in time.

They were all trying to keep themselves as far away from this glass of weird juice with eighteen flavors. Toby could still remain calm, but Al was unabashedly disgusted.

No guarantee?

What is the difference between this and a bomb that can explode at any time?

Fred was not discouraged, he insisted: "You must try it, Professor, George and I both believe this will be something you will never forget."

"I don't doubt that -"

Before Toby could finish speaking, George continued: "Yes, Professor, we are still talking about making a fortune from multi-flavored juices."

"Getting rich? Doing business is not that simple. Besides, do you have enough pocket money?"

The two sides went back and forth for a while, and the matter entered an embarrassing situation - the Weasley twins handed in their homework in advance, but Toby, as a professor, did not want to comment on the homework at all - that is, he only said it personally.

Drink it.

Fortunately, the door was knocked in time, and Toby immediately shouted: "Please come in."

The door was gently pushed open, revealing the inner uneasiness of the visitor.

The first person was Harry, followed by Ron and Hermione. They saw the Weasley twins across the desk at a glance.

"Why are you here?" Ron asked in surprise: "Shouldn't we be deducted points again? Merlin -"

On the contrary, after seeing the arrival of the three people, the twins looked at each other and then smiled with good intentions.

"No, no, no -" Fred stood up diligently. He grabbed Harry and Ron, holding their arms tightly and not letting go: "We are here to let Professor Hemmer check our homework results, right?

Yes, you must be thirsty, right?"

George also stood in front of Hermione and performed a decent ceremony, inviting her to go into the office.

The three of them walked in uneasily. They noticed that Professor Heimer turned a blind eye to all this and had a gloomy look on his face. But Mr. Al behaved a little abnormally and looked very excited.

What's going on?

They were led to the desk in a daze, and Fred waved and smiled: "Come on, pick a drink of your choice."

Four eyes were cast on the three of them, making them even more confused.

But at this time, they felt inexplicably guilty because of the fire dragon egg incident, so they could only hold a glass of juice blankly and take a sip one by one.

"Melon flavored," Harry commented.

Hermione took a second sip: "Mine is mango, professor, are we in -?"

"Ron! What's wrong with you? Ron!"

Hermione immediately turned her head to look. She was startled by the scene in front of her: Ron's hair exploded like a fiery red pompom, and the color of the skin on his face changed in waves, appearing at the same time many times.

Different colors. A stream of fire and a stream of cold air came out from under his nose. He opened his mouth and spit out a rainbow-colored arrow, which happened to be shot towards Professor Heimer.

Toby calmly moved his body to the side, and the flying arrow passed in front of him, hit the wall behind him, and then exploded with a pop, and the room was suddenly filled with rainbow-colored light.

"Wow——"

Ron shook his head vigorously, with stars twinkling in his eyes: "I felt like I was flying just now. Where am I?"

Fred and George looked at Professor Heimer excitedly, and the other party nodded after careful consideration: "This result deserves an excellent grade, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley, your ancient magic

The exam can end early."

The two people high-fived each other excitedly.

"We're going to get rich!"

"Have you memorized those magic circles?"

"No, what about you?"

"Me neither."

Hermione looked at them in surprise, then stared at Professor Heimer: "The exam is over? Can we still take the exam in advance, Professor?"

Harry looked at Hermione in shock. Did she see what happened just now - Ron was being used as a guinea pig to test dangerous magic items, or was it under the eyes of Professor Hemmer and his two brothers?

under.

But the cantaloupe juice just now is really delicious.

"Of course, Miss Granger." Toby said: "I have already said in advance that the creativity at that time will become your final exam content. As long as you complete the magic circle items, you can hand them over to me for inspection in advance. If

If I'm not around, you can leave it to Al, or Mr. Diggory."

As soon as she heard Cedric's name, Hermione became sluggish again. She should have had the opportunity to participate in this rare experience.

"Okay, what do you want to see me for?"

Five minutes later, led by three people, Toby hurried to the door of Hagrid's cabin.

"You did a good job this time." Toby said, opening the door of the cabin.

Hagrid was looking sadly at the fire dragon egg on the stove. He finally accepted the three people's opinions and decided to hand over the fire dragon egg before it hatched.

But the questions Toby asked made Hagrid feel a little strange.

"Does Headmaster Dumbledore know about this?"