Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

"Front Page News Abnormality Statement"

[After careful elimination and vigorous pursuit by the Ministry of Magic, the previous disseminator of false news - Rita Skeeter - has been arrested. The master magazine that this person accidentally obtained was also recovered by this newspaper. As an apology, we hereby provide all readers with three months of free reading time. Here, Mr. Al, our headline reporter, also needs to say sorry to Minister Albus Dumbledore, if he can understand the barking...]

What follows is a lengthy explanation, as well as the specific treatment for Rita Skeeter-currently she is going to be sent to the Spell Injury Department of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

As for what specific spell it is?

Illusion, or taking too much Felicia, causing her to be cocky—whatever.

In short, how long to detain her depends on whether someone will look after her to make a decision.

An absurd farce ended like this.

"That's nonsense!"

Snape threw the magazine in his hand to the floor, eager to step on it again.

In any case, he never expected that Toby's target would become Rita Skeeter. He thought that Helbo, who was deliberately guided, was the key.

Most importantly, he doesn't have the excitement of Toby's troubles.

"Dumbledore is actually willing to accompany him like this...these two idiots!"

What angered Snape the most was when he ran into James in the hallway.

The corners of James' mouth were almost turned up into the sky, as exaggerated as the unruly hair on the back of his head.

"I know what's going on", "Looks like you don't know", "Please", "Try it", "Maybe I'll consider telling you" written all over his face .

Snape walked past James with a gloomy face, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom became quiet because of his arrival.

The students were discussing the statement of apology that was published in The Quibbler this morning, and what seemed most incredible to them was that the Ministry of Magic hadn't gone after the Quibbler's boss - now everyone knew it was Mr. Ayer Nope—its face was on the cover of a magazine, after all.

As for Professor Highmore.

Who made him turn his back to the magazine cover, but in the eyes of many people, the two are the same thing, there is no difference.

"Take out all your textbooks, or are you going to wait here for lunch?!"

Snape poured his anger on the bewildered students, and James stood in the corner of the classroom with his arms folded, silently admiring the scene of the enemy's fury.

But fate didn't seem to favor him too much.

"Mr. Potter."

Snape glanced at James sullenly, then turned his head and asked Harry, "Why don't you come and tell us what we should learn now?"

Hermione poked her pen at a photo on the page of the book - it was a wizard who had been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, and her body was distorted out of shape.

Harry couldn't answer. He seemed to be seriously distracted.

"One point from Gryffindor."

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Snape's face.

"Why don't you tell me again, what did we learn last class?"

"Yes...it's a torture curse..."

"Wrong! It should be the Gut Evisceration Curse... Let me see, I'm afraid Gryffindor will deduct an extra point because of you."

Now everyone could see that something was wrong with Harry.

"Perhaps it was because he was preparing for the third test that he became particularly nervous."

James heard Neville mutter under his breath, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Because Toby's Killing Curse was too precise before, Snape and James rarely confronted each other in the following classes.But that didn't include lecturing the students—so, after James endured half the class in silence, he finally said, "Harry seems to be sick, maybe I should take him to the school hospital."

The corners of Snape's mouth twisted slightly, pulling out a triumphant smile.

"No problem at all."

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"What happened to you just now?"

James couldn't wait to drag Harry into an empty classroom, he walked over and asked as soon as the door closed, and even tested the temperature on Harry's forehead: "It's not the cold season, yours?" Why is your mind so confused?"

Harry stood motionless, even his vision seemed dull.

He said dryly, "I'm going to die."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" James burst out laughing.

But Harry didn't laugh.

James' face froze for a brief moment.

"It's Toby again?" He subconsciously thought of the guy who was specifically watching and framing his children: "What did he say to you again?"

Because there was no confidentiality requirement, Harry felt that some things could be said to very few people.

And he really hasn't recovered from yesterday's shock, it's time to talk.

After listening to Harry's description, the expression on James' face was almost exactly the same as Harry's last night.

"You are joking?"

"I didn't...Professor Heimer said it wouldn't hurt me...and he did say before that in fact, as long as you kill me, you can destroy Heilbo's last Horcrux... Now he has thought of a way for me to survive..."

"Do you really think so?"

"I...how is that possible?!"

Harry suddenly became excited, and he began to circle around the classroom, shouting: "I'm going to die! I'm really going to die! But what did Professor Highmore give me? A piece of broken stone!" "

"That's called the Resurrection Stone," James said thoughtfully.

This was what he had personally delivered to Toby.

"Yes, the Resurrection Stone!" Harry looked like he was about to collapse: "But who knows whether magic can bring people back to life - wait a minute."

Harry suddenly thought of something, and he stared at James.

"Do you remember? Do you remember how you felt at that time?"

James shook his head slowly.

"I don't remember it at all. It was deeper than sleep, not even a dream. When I opened my eyes again, I was already doing things according to Haierbo's orders... He was always very threatening. Deterrence. So, sorry, Harry, I have no idea what death feels like."

Harry couldn't help becoming frustrated.

James stared at him for a while, then said abruptly, "Do you remember what I thought? Actually, we can leave—"

"So you are here."

A voice suddenly broke the silence in the classroom. Toby opened the door and walked in, holding an exaggerated elephant ear next to his ear, almost telling the two of them that he was eavesdropping.

"Hope I didn't interrupt this wonderful father-son time - but I had to come in because I just seemed to hear you were going to take Harry away, didn't you?"

James stared into Toby's eyes: "I remember you said you would not harm your students, so what does this mean?"

"Who is it? Harry? No, no, no." Toby said, shaking his fingers left and right: "The only person I really want to hurt is Hai Erbo, and by the way, I can help Harry avoid the threat of the Horcrux. Although the method that came out has not been tested yet, it is estimated that there will be no mistakes."

"Estimation?" James' tone immediately became fierce: "This is a matter of life and death for Harry, and you are telling me an estimate? Do you want me to estimate it for yourself?"

"About this." Toby said with a relieved smile: "I dare say, I have estimated more times than the two of you combined. Archeology has never been an easy job."

James and Harry went quiet at the same time.

"Okay." Toby didn't let the silence last too long, he sighed, and then said: "I know this is hard to accept, but you should also understand how wary I am of Hai Erbo, this is what I can do." Best thing I could think of. And, as far as I know, it's the only way to get Harry out of this mess - unless you guys can think of something better - there doesn't seem to be any, right? ?”

Harry and James looked at each other.

"Can your method of persuading people be simpler?" James immediately sarcastically said: "You think you can convince me and Harry just by doing this?"

"I knew it." Toby said in a serious tone: "But what if... Lily is also included?"

Visible to the naked eye, the expressions of James and Harry became tense at the same time.

"Have you heard from Lily?" James asked hastily.

"Not yet." Toby reassured: "But Harry will know when the time comes - if, I mean if, there may be such a possibility. When Harry dies, you will keep thinking in your heart Recite Lily's name silently, maybe the God of Death can help you find her - after all, the God of Death is everywhere. And you don't have to worry about the God of Death causing Lily to die, because no matter how fast your thoughts are, they can't keep up with the soul of Haierbo The speed of destruction—and I don’t remember that the God of Death has the habit of buying one and getting one free, so—you might know where Lily is by then.”

Another unreliable method.

This was Harry's first thought after hearing this.

But he couldn't help but ask: "But what if it fails? I mean... what if all the plans fail?"

Toby turned to look at Harry, the smile on his face gradually narrowed, and his eyes became as deep as the depths of the sea.

"Then I will be buried with you. Because it was me who ate your devil, and I don't think the God of Death would like to be a substitute for the devil. The final punishment will definitely fall on me."

"Besides, I didn't have a resurrection stone at that time."

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Another confusing conversation.

Harry didn't know where Professor Heimer got the confidence that this plan would go so smoothly, and where he got the weird knowledge - such as the punishment of death.

Does the God of Death also have his own temper?

It might be easier to understand if it was replaced by a dementor.

Wait a minute... Dementors seem to exist in non-existence, so will the God of Death do the same?

Harry didn't realize that he was already thinking along the lines of Professor Heimer unknowingly, and was even accepting these ideas subtly.

But James is not so easy to fool.

He didn't send Harry away, but followed Toby all the way down the corridor.

"Why do you think that God of Death has such a great ability? Why can he help you everywhere?"

"Because this is what I have always experienced. As I said, archeology is not an easy task. There are always dangers and opportunities. It is not difficult to understand."

"What about the kerosene lamp? Couldn't it be Lily hiding inside?"

"Lily who has completely lost her love? What can you do even if you find her? She may not even remember you."

"I will remind her. Harry must have this ability too. He is Lily and I's only child -"

"The only, the only, blah blah—do you have anything else to say? I also have the only magic ball and scepter, and I am the only half-devil wizard, and you may be the only one who has learned the Animagus patron saint today." wizards, but what's the use of all this? Gotta find the right way, Jaime—do you want to come in?"

They had arrived at the door of the Ancient Magic Office. Through the open door, James saw that there was already a guest inside - it was Lockhart. He was sitting on the sofa uneasily, and because he was sitting opposite The glances between Al and Angela made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Not at all." James said with one last look at Toby, "I don't want to get into any more trouble at all. Besides, we're not done with this matter."

"up to you."

Toby said indifferently, then walked into the office alone, opened his arms to Lockhart who stood up, made a gesture of hugging, and said enthusiastically: "Welcome, the traitor known by Grindelwald."

Lockhart stopped the car in time and leaned back suddenly, avoiding Toby's chasing and intercepting.

"What did you say?" He asked in surprise: "What is... a traitor? Where did the traitor come from?! How did I get known?"

"It seems that you don't know yet." Toby shook his head regretfully: "By the way, have you erased the memories of your sisters?"

"Not yet." Lockhart said puzzledly, "I plan to wait for some time to be free before doing this—why are you asking this?"

"I advise you to hurry up." Toby said: "Otherwise, Grindelwald is very likely to clean up the house. He must have known that you were secretly informing me, and Helbo was used as an excuse. But I can’t hide it from him—so now I’m going to go find him and ask him some questions in person, where do you usually meet?”

"I won't tell you!" Lockhart said in horror.

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Big ship.

"I knew you would come for me."

Grindelwald's face appeared on the wall, and he looked at Toby in the room and asked, "How was the trip to Deria?"

"It's terrible." After Toby said this, he glared at Lockhart impatiently. He was holding an amulet he bought from nowhere and kept talking to himself. He looked a bit like Wes. The products made by the Lai twins can at best be used to prevent your toes from hitting the door.

"Gidero, you go out first."

"Professor, I..."

"You can't avoid the threat from Toby, trust me, I know that better than you do. Nothing will happen."

Lockhart couldn't help becoming suspicious while he was relieved. When did he become a default traitor?

"Now we can have a good talk."

After Lockhart left, Toby looked carefully at Grindelwald's face and said, "I learned it from the plant Animagus? This is a good mouthpiece."

"Thank you for the compliment." Grindelwald responded with a smile: "So, what exactly do you want to ask me? If it is Dria Island, I am afraid I will have to ask you more questions."

"No." Toby said unexpectedly: "It's not Deria Island, that's over, and I don't hope that I will be a key one day."

"In fact, I didn't come to ask you questions at all, but I wanted to return the sentence to you intact."

"Oh?" Grindelwald asked interestedly, "What is it?"

Toby stood up suddenly, he came to the portrait on the wall, stared directly into Grindelwald's eyes and said:

"I already know where you are hiding."