Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 105 A New Trio

While the unknown battle was taking place in the Forbidden Forest, the brand-new trio in the castle finally arrived at the corridor on the fourth floor, and they quietly came to the door of the room on the far right.

Hermione glanced at the two companions, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

With the creaking sound of the door opening, the three immediately found the silver armor standing above the trapdoor, and also saw the long ax held in its hand.

Ron shuddered: "What the hell is this? We will be hacked to death by it, do you have a way to deal with it?"

No matter how confident Neville was, he shook his head, but Hermione suddenly whispered, "Don't you think it looks like Professor Highmore's collection? Look at its weapons—except for the color, they are exactly the same as the ones we have seen before." "

The longaxe had left a deep impression on them, and from the very beginning they felt that the armor must be easy to mess with.

At the same time, the armor moved accordingly.

It placed the long ax in front of him, performed a standard knight's salute, and then stared at the three of them fixedly, motionless.

"What is it doing?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"I am not sure as well"

Although Hermione answered in this way, she took the initiative to stand up, followed the other party's movements in a decent manner, and returned a salute carefully.

Thanks to Hermione's fast enough reaction, and thanks to Neville's timely stop of Ron's hand that wanted to pull Hermione back - just a second later, the armor raised the long ax and rushed towards them, and finally just in time Stopped in the middle, motionless.

"what--"

Hermione screamed and fell to the ground in fright, and Neville was also stunned by the reaction of the armor.

Ron quickly pulled the two of them up. Just as he was about to put the cloak of invisibility back on the three of them, he found that the armor turned sideways to get out of the way to the trapdoor.

"We've passed it? What does that mean?"

As soon as Ron finished talking to himself, he got angry with the two: "What were you doing just now? At least you should notify me in advance. Am I the only normal person here?"

Hermione panted and defended: "I have been in touch with Professor Haimer's collection of skulls, but I later found out that I misunderstood them. I thought the armor was similar just now. I wanted to communicate with us, but the way of communication is a bit unique."

Neville followed suit and said, "I believed in Professor Haimer, thinking that his collection would not kill us, but I didn't expect—"

Ron looked at them fixedly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Listen, I'm very grateful to Professor Highmore, but aren't you taking too much risk? Don't forget he's still a black devil, he never denied it, you need to wake up quickly - Hagrid said However, Professor Haimo is the only professor who has set up two organs, and the armor is only used to replace Lu Wei, who knows what other ghosts are behind it."

"Two organs?" Neville nodded in surprise.

Hermione put on the same expression as Ron - unbelievable.

"When did your memory become so good? Then why is your History of Magic exam so bad?"

"Don't mention it." Ron said guiltily. He walked past the armor step by step, and only bent down when he found that the other party was really not moving, and pulled the ring on the trapdoor to open the trapdoor.

Hermione and Neville followed Ron's example and walked over. The three of them formed a circle, looking down at the unfathomable darkness inside.

"Can't see anything."

"How should this go?"

"Looks like I have to jump. Let me do it!"

Neville said boldly, a display of boundless courage - it would have been better if his legs weren't trembling.

The two of them helped Neville slide down the hole slowly, and in the end they only had ten fingers to cling to the edge of the hole.

He looked up at the two of them, and his face became paler and paler.

"I still have some things to ask you." Neville said with trembling lips: "If something happens to me, apologize to Professor Higher for me, and write a letter to my grandma, telling her that I didn't give Mom and Dad are ashamed."

"What?" Hermione asked in surprise.

But Neville had already loosened his fingers, and the cold, damp air whizzed by his ears.He fell, fell, fell, and—

thump.With a strange, dull thud, Neville landed on something soft.He sat up and groped around.His eyes hadn't adjusted to the dim light here.He felt as if he were sitting on some kind of plant.

"no problem--"

Neville shouted happily, and now the hole looked like a spot of light the size of a postage stamp: "It's a soft landing, you can jump—wait a minute!"

Neville suddenly felt that something was wrong, he quickly groped towards his legs, and found that they were unknowingly entangled by tentacles, unable to move at all.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked anxiously standing by the cave entrance, "Neville, what's the matter with you?"

"It's the devil's net!" Neville's horrified cry came from the bottom of the cave. He didn't expect that his favorite herbal medicine class would become the culprit who killed him one day.

"Do you have a fire? If there is no fire, don't come down! Don't forget to write to my grandma!"

"Fire—fire!" Ron looked at Hermione all at once, and Hermione fumbled all over her robes and took out a gleaming glass bottle from her pocket.

"Have it!"

Hermione said in surprise.

This is her ancient magic class homework, and only a simple wave of the wand can conjure blue bellflower flames.

The two immediately jumped down the hole, passed the glass bottles to each other, used the flames in the bottles to disperse the devil's net, and finally fell to the ground unharmed.

Ron tugged on his collar tightly, feeling in his heart that there were still tentacles that hadn't come off cleanly.

He let out a breath: "Phew - I finally understand why you believe in Professor Highmore so much, just using the magic circle saved our lives, don't you think so, Neville - by the way, the grandma you just mentioned What happened? What happened to your parents?"

Neville pressed his lips together tightly.

Just as Hermione poked Ron's arm quietly with her finger, trying to get him to stop asking questions, she suddenly heard Neville whisper, "They... They live in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. The two of them have lived there a long time since the end of the last wizarding war and were wounded by You-Know-Who's men."

Ron froze, and Hermione didn't expect such an answer.

"Sorry, Neville." Hermione said with wet eyes, "I didn't expect that. Sorry."

Ron was also apologizing in a flustered whisper.

"It's nothing." Neville quickly waved his hand, "It's not your fault."

He took a deep breath, and put a bright smile on his chubby cheeks, but the words he said were choked up——

"They're getting better. They're getting better. It's all thanks to Professor Highmore."

"That's why I trust him so much."

(End of this chapter)