Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 148 The Black Devil and the Mask
Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed Hagrid back to his cabin.

"He's crazy." Ron said in horror as soon as he sat down, "Professor Haimer is really going to wear a pharaoh mask. What should we do then?"

Harry and Hermione were equally worried and speechless.

Hagrid came back with tea and rock cakes. He asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you? What pharaoh's mask?"

Harry described the situation during their class, and finally added: "All we had to deal with before was the mummified rooster, which is the one that Professor Highmore just brought back."

Now, Hagrid finally understood.

He said suspiciously: "Toby probably wouldn't risk himself, and he probably wouldn't put the students in a life-threatening situation."

But with the exception of Hagrid, the other three in the room didn't think so.

As early as the last semester, Professor Haimo was completely disdainful of making enemies with the centaurs. At that time, they were all in the Forbidden Forest, where the centaurs lived.

Who knows what crazy things he will do again?

After being silent for a while, Hermione finally asked the doubt in her heart: "What does Mudblood mean? I know this word sounds bad, but why did you react so strongly?"

Harry had the same doubts.

Ron explained angrily: "That's the most insulting thing Malfoy can think of. It's a slanderous term for people of Muggle-born. Some wizards, like the Malfoy family, always feel that they are superior to others because they So-called pure-bloods. But you see, I remember Professor Highmore was a Muggle-born too, but he's far more powerful than most pure-blood wizards."

"No wonder he directly deducted fifty points from Slytherin house." Harry suddenly said, "Even if he came from Slytherin, he wouldn't like people from the same house to say this word, would he?"

As soon as Slytherin, who was deducted points, was mentioned, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a lot more cheerful, and even Ron felt that the bruise on his face was not so painful.

But when they thought that the confinement was tonight, they became sad again.

"Be happy." Hagrid said, as if he suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Harry, I want to settle accounts with you. I heard that you sent a signed photo, why didn't I get it?"

"That's a complete rumour!" Harry said angrily.

But he saw Hagrid smiling.

"I'm just kidding," he patted Harry on the back affectionately, causing Harry's face to hit the table: "Come with me, I'll show you something good."

They left the hut and went to the fence, where there were twelve large pumpkins growing in the vegetable patch.Harry had never seen pumpkins this big, each half as tall as a man.

"Not bad looking, isn't it?" said Hagrid gleefully. "For the Hallowe'en feast—it'll be big enough by then."

"What did you fertilize them with?" Harry asked.

Hagrid looked around to see if anyone was there.

"Hey, I gave them a little—how should I say—a little help."

It must be because of that pink umbrella.Harry believed that Hagrid's broken wand was hidden inside that umbrella.Hagrid can't use magic.He had been expelled from Hogwarts in his third year, but Harry never quite figured out why.Hagrid would clear his throat loudly at the mention of the matter, and mysteriously play dumb until the subject changed.

"Is it the Expansion Curse?" Hermione was somewhat disapproving, but found it very interesting, "Oh, you did it very successfully."

"That's what your little sister said," said Hagrid, nodding at Ron. "Just saw her yesterday." Hagrid glanced at Harry, his beard twitching. "She said to walk around, I think she was hoping to meet someone in my room." He winked at Harry. "If I ask you, she wouldn't refuse an autograph—"

"Oh, don't talk nonsense." Harry said anxiously.

What they didn't see was that a figure with his head bowed came out of the castle, but after finding someone next to the cabin, he immediately returned to the castle, for fear of being discovered by others.

"The lion must win."

Ginny Weasley whispered a command, and the portrait of the Fat Lady moved to allow her to slip through the passage.

She hurried back to the dormitory, and she was alone.

With a nervous expression, Ginny took out a black notebook from the bottom of the suitcase, took out a quill, flipped it open and wrote on the paper, "Riddle, are you there?"

The line flickered on the paper, faded away, and then bleeded something Ginny had never written, with her ink.

[Is that you, Ginny?You can just call me Tom, there is no need to be so unfamiliar. 】

"I I just return"

【Not sure yet, right?Don't understand why I asked you to check out those cocks?The reason is actually very simple, you don't need to worry about it, I'm helping you get close to Harry Potter.you like him, don't you? 】

"No, Tom, don't say that. It won't work. He's a big name, and the youngest Seeker in years. How could he like me—"

Before Ginny could finish writing, the handwriting suddenly disappeared.

Judging by the look on her face, it seems like this has happened more than once.

Little by little Tom Riddle's handwriting emerged.

【Ginny, I don't allow you to slander yourself like this. Many people can't see the bright spots in you, but I can.I daresay you are more attractive than any girl I've ever met, but Harry hasn't noticed it yet.He'll know, someday. 】

"Is that true, Tom?"

[Of course, Ginny.I will spare no effort to help you, it won't take too long.Now, would you like to share today's story with me?I can't wait.Oh, by the way, there is also that Professor Highmore you mentioned, I am also very curious about him, can you tell me more? 】

"Professor Highmore? He...he visited our house during the holidays, but what did you ask him to do?"

[Because this is also part of the plan, Ginny. 】

"Okay, so what do you want to know?"

【Magic circle, teacher award meeting, college magazines, and rumors about him. There are many, many, anything. 】

Meanwhile, in the Office of Ancient Magic.

Toby stood in front of the window, his hair drooping in front of his eyes, and his eyes were cast on the dim sky in the distance.

Al was sitting on a small flying carpet, floating next to his head, his eyes seemed a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Toby asked. "Is this any different from what we've done before? It's exactly what I've done. You should have known, Al, that one day, I'll have to do it myself." Putting on a pharaoh mask. I know it's risky, but we've done experiments with Lockhart, plus I've never gotten around to digging into a pharaoh mask, after all, not long after I got the mask, I happened to Got a job offer from Hogwarts."

"Sooner or later, I have to do this. There is no way to avoid this day. It is very rare to be able to do this experiment at Hogwarts. I hope that Headmaster Dumbledore can stop me in time before any big troubles arise."

Al had no choice but to take out the pharaoh mask from his belly pocket, and handed it to Toby reluctantly.

"Yeah." It said weakly.

Toby took the mask and looked at the lifelike face on it.

"But I said earlier that money is the last price I need to worry about."

He picked up the pharaoh's mask, walked into the open pharaoh's coffin, and said to Al calmly: "You know what to do next, right?"

Al floated across from Toby, who nodded in frustration.

Toby took off his witch robe and threw it outside the coffin, revealing his robust body and large and small black magic circles.

The difference from last semester is that these magic formations have become much more complicated, vaguely forming the shape of a skull head.

The magic ball floated in front of Toby, melted away in the blink of an eye, wrapped around his body, and even all the magic circles shone dimly.

Toby slowly closed his eyes, and he murmured: "It's a pity. The magic ball was damaged by the mysterious person, and it can no longer form the level of a seven-pointed star. It can't be repaired now."

"Yeah." Al's tone seemed to be stopping.

Toby didn't open his eyes, he snapped his fingers, and the two skeletons next to the coffin moved immediately, slowly closing the coffin.

At the same time, a large hand covered the surface of the pharaoh's mask, gradually covering the closed face.

"It's just a damaged magic ball."

Toby finally said: "Before officially becoming a black devil, I didn't know what a magic circle is. Of course, I wouldn't be afraid of the mysterious existence in the mask."

"I will never kill myself, and I will not let ancient magic completely control me. If I have to say it, this is just a part of the plan to successfully control ancient magic, and I need to pay a short price for it."

"That's all."

With the last slight sound, the coffin was closed tightly.

As if it had never been opened.

(End of this chapter)