Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 152 Planning and Recognition

The Ancient Magic Office regained its calm.

Toby's arm stopped shaking, and he slowly raised the pharaoh's mask, which startled Al, and hurried over to stop him, for fear that Toby would put the mask on his face again.

"No, it's okay, Al."

Toby comforted him in a low voice, the eyes behind his hair were calm, but also secretly revealed a little fanaticism.

"This is a successful experiment. The role of the magic circle is more important than I imagined. It can really resist the control of the pharaoh's mask on me. At least it didn't make me lose my memory like Lockhart did. Although it is still a little bit worse , must be given by "

Toby paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "Lily's eyes have to make up for it. Although this is different from what I had planned before, and the students alone can't wake me up quickly, the result is always good. of."

This is a very risky project, and Toby is using the students through confinement to help him research the pharaoh mask thoroughly.

But Toby didn't really put the lives of the students at risk. Al, who has never appeared, is the greatest insurance, and it will appear in time to save the students.

However, in this plan, the most risky person is still Toby, and if he makes a mistake, his life will be directly damaged.

Like when he was working on orbs, and lots and lots of ancient magic.

"Not so far."

Toby thought of Harry's eyes, which meant a defect in the magic circle, and also a defect in the damaged orb - damaged by Voldemort's possession.

He slowly shifted his gaze to another collection in the office—it was a potted plant, and it was planted with a wizard plant that looked like howling in pain.

"Perhaps, there is no way to solve it."
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After sending the mummified students to the school hospital, Harry and Hermione were driven away by Madam Pomfrey. They only suffered some skin trauma and couldn't stay in the school hospital all night, let alone Ms. Pomfrey was extremely angry about this, and she began to seriously doubt the legitimacy of Highmore's teaching courses—how could the Quidditch teams from two colleges be sent to the hospital at once?
"Professor Highmore will not be expelled, right?" On the way back, Harry said worriedly: "Ms. Pomfrey said she is going to complain to the headmaster, can the headmaster tolerate him?"

Hermione didn't answer in a hurry, she was still thinking about the magic circle on Professor Highmore's body, it didn't seem like something a rational wizard would do, especially in last year's class, Professor Highmore clearly The students were warned not to experiment with their own bodies, but now they are
Hermione suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and she said to herself: "Is this what Professor Highmore meant when he said being controlled by ancient magic—it was referring to the magic circle, and it was also referring to the reason why he would do such crazy things ?”

Harry vaguely understood, and he asked suspiciously: "But do you think this is something that Slytherins would do? Would they sacrifice themselves to study ancient magic?"

"It doesn't sound like it." The worried person became Hermione, and she said worriedly: "I only know that there will be dark wizards who do similar things. But they are more inclined to use other people's lives than their own." unless"

"Unless what?" Harry asked hastily.

Hermione thought about it carefully, and then said the guess that made her feel absurd: "Unless this is the most efficient way, it is easier than mutilating others. Or it is because Professor Highmore is better than we thought. Much kinder, so he doesn't think about experimenting with other people."

But how is this possible?
Harry and Hermione had just witnessed mummified students, isn't that considered "mutilation"?

But it wasn't until the next morning that they really saw how "kind" Professor Haimo was.

After just one night, the mummified students all returned to normal, and they didn't even need to continue to take some medicines. It was easier than treating a cold.

Harry was shocked to see Ron return to the dormitory safe and sound, with a confused look on his face.

"You said you don't remember anything?" Harry asked in surprise, "What do you mean? You've all turned into mummies."

"It means literally." Ron was also a little puzzled: "I asked other people, and they also said that they didn't leave any memory during that time, as if they had a good sleep. After waking up It'll be fine."

After coming to the common room, Hermione also asked her own question: "But how did Ms. Pomfrey treat you?"

"That's even easier." Ron also felt that the so-called treatment method was absurd, and he said with a confused look; "She tore off the cloth strips from our bodies, and then gave us the potion to treat skin and flesh wounds. It's really strange that many people have bruised noses and swollen faces, do you know what's going on?"

Harry and Hermione exchanged a look, and they whispered what happened next, and Ron was taken aback when he heard the magic circle on Professor Highmore's body.

"Merlin," he said in disbelief, "it's no wonder Professor Highmore's temper is so capricious, I mean, he's always been a real powder keg, hasn't he?"

"Uh..." Harry frowned. He somehow felt that what Ron said made sense. In the last semester, many magic array items exploded, sending many students to the school hospital.

He shook his head vigorously, dispelling these absurd thoughts from his mind.

"One more thing," he said. "Didn't you hear Professor Highmore's threat before you were mummified?"

"What threat?" Ron asked blankly.

Harry recalled: "What was said to tear us apart and kill us. I asked you at the time, but you acted like you didn't hear it."

Ron's expression became terrified a little bit: "Are you serious? Professor Haimer wanted to kill us?"

Harry could only look at Hermione, but Hermione also shook her head: "I didn't hear these words, Harry, but I don't think you got it wrong, but have you ever thought that it might not be Professor Highmore He said it himself, after all, he didn't say a word afterwards-I mean, there are many strange collections in his office, and it may be said by some of them."

Harry understood it right away, but he still asked with some doubts: "But why didn't you hear it, it's just me—"

He suddenly gasped.

What else could it be?

There was one thing that only Harry knew.

The sorting hat almost sorted him into Slytherin. Could it be that there are similar objects in Professor Highmore's office, which recognized him.
Think he should be sorted into Slytherin?

(End of this chapter)