Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 289 The Law of Conservation of Magic
Toby is no stranger to wizarding wars. Although he left England very early, Voldemort had long since stopped restraining himself. At the same time, he also made it clear to everyone that Hogwarts became the most powerful place in the wizarding world at that time. One of the safe places.

"It's war again." Grindelwald said contemptuously: "Do you just keep repeating these few words? But why do you ask others not to do what you once agreed to? You really have this qualification What, Albus?"

It seemed that what was said in the report was true. Reading the article was far less shocking than seeing it with one’s own eyes, and Al couldn’t help but stare at them with wide-eyed eyes.

Toby stared silently at the access book in his hand, he didn't say a word, as if he was distracted.

"You know the reason better than anyone." Dumbledore said with a heavy tone: "That tragedy made me wake up, but it made you sink deeper and deeper. You have not changed from the beginning, and I have never changed. Don't expect this to happen anymore. You're disappointing me, Gellert."

Grindelwald pursed his lips tightly. This sentence seemed to have brought him great lethality, not even decades of imprisonment.

But when he opened his mouth, his tone was extremely calm, so calm that even the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a bit.

"Then let your students do the evaluation."

Grindelwald said: "But before that, I think he needs to know the whole truth, which also includes the truth that you have been guessing but refused to tell him."

Toby tightened his eyes, and he immediately looked at Dumbledore, asking with his eyes how much he was hiding from him.

"Didn't you say that you have owned the Book of Access for a longer time?" Grindelwald said again: "After so many years, don't you realize it at all? Don't you know... the origin of the supremacy of pure blood supremacy? With wizarding supremacism, do you really think it's all wrong? All for no reason?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid, since you don't want to say it, let me tell your students—"

"[Law of Conservation of Magic], this is the source of everything."

"Conservation of magic." Toby frowned, and he repeated these words in a low voice.

"That's it." Grindelwald continued: "I think some wizards should have discovered this, such as Salazar Slytherin, so he became so reckless later, even at the expense of fighting with Hogwarts. The other three founders broke off. Because he knew exactly what was going to happen next - as time passed, and as magical creations became more and more numerous, the number of wizards would only increase due to the influence of these things. few."

"Because magic is conserved, otherwise why the number of wizards in the entire magic world has not changed much after so many years. Is this really a coincidence?"

"I think some people don't think so, and they're already doing it—the hunt for giants, and the goblin wars, and they're magical creatures too, but because they're alive, there are fewer wizards. Whenever Someone sees something like this, and the same thing will happen again, and it will never end."

"This is magic, but also a curse, a curse that no one can avoid."

"Do you want me to continue talking?"

Dumbledore closed his eyes in pain, knowing that there was no way to stop Toby from continuing to listen now.

Ever since the word "Law of Conservation of Magic" appeared, Toby's gaze has never left Grindelwald.

He continued to say in a bewitching tone: "Back to the inside of the wizard, it is not a piece of iron. Salazar Slytherin, look what he has chosen? Let the more valuable pure-blood wizards live, And Muggle-borns are not worthy to live. He has a stubborn prejudice against blood, but now, he is not completely wrong, this is a way to continue more trustworthy blood. Because, sooner or later One day, someone among the Muggle-borns will realize that there are not many wizards worth living, and that they, who are in a disadvantaged position, may die at any time because of this, so as to serve as the foundation for pure-blood wizards. Babies are born to make room."

"It's not even that it hasn't happened."

Grindelwald stared into Toby's eyes, and he said faster: "You have noticed it, right? Ritual magic, and magic circle, why are these two different types of magic born? One should be more biased. One is traditional, while the other is full of logic, which is something wizards are not good at."

"Because it was created by Muggle-borns." Toby murmured in a trance: "Wand. At a certain period, Muggle-borns have begun to distrust magic wands. They must have their own power. Only in this way can we resist the persecution of pure-blood wizards."

Grindelwald looked at Toby contentedly, and he turned his gaze to the pale Dumbledore.

"Do you have anything to refute?" he asked.

Dumbledore seemed to have aged countless times in an instant, and he heard Toby talking to himself non-stop, carefully analyzing all the gains he got at Hogwarts——

"House is right. Mars means war. He has long known the law of conservation of magic, so he foresaw the emergence of wizard supremacy and the inevitable war—the battle between wizards and other magical creatures. War. He was right about the centaur. By the way, there are also the centaur. They also follow House's instructions to avoid conflicts with wizards. Maybe even House chose not to go because of this. Becoming the fifth founder of Hogwarts, because that would intensify the conflict between him and Slytherin, leading to the emergence of pure-blood supremacy in advance"

"Toby." Dumbledore said weakly, trying to communicate with Toby.

But Toby looked up all of a sudden. He stared at Dumbledore, gritted his teeth and said, "The city under Loch Ness, the people living there are all Muggle-born. They were trapped there as a last resort." , because the pen of acceptance will record their names when they are born, so that they can be targeted by pure-blood wizards. There must be more reliable and trustworthy Muggle-borns to save them. Maybe Bone age algae also appeared in this way, in order to allow them to accurately distinguish each other and not be fooled by pure-blood liars."

"Do you know these things? Do you also guess these covered histories, Dumbledore?"

Toby has already begun to change his address.

With sadness in Dumbledore's eyes, Grindelwald shook his head slightly, and he said: "It's time for you to know the truth, if you don't mind, maybe I should let you see, in the month of many years ago Round Night, what exactly did I see that made me decide to leave Nurmengard."

He took out a skeleton smoking bottle from his small pocket, and Dumbledore raised his wand almost at the same time, but in the next second, Toby stood up on his own initiative.

"Don't really make this irreparable."

He warned, holding the black walnut wand steady in his hand, pointing at Dumbledore without hesitation.

"You know me. I can't deceive myself. This is what black walnut brought me. It's no longer a power, it's a curse."

Dumbledore's face froze.

Just as he hesitated for a while, Grindelwald had already brought the skull smoking bottle to his mouth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke creates an image—in which a man is bound, and standing before him is another wizard, holding an ornate scepter in his hand—that is similar to Toby's quest in the temple. The scepter is exactly the same.

Toby saw the wizard raise his staff, aiming at the bound and bruised man.

He was hit by the spell, and his body began to change slowly, melting like wax water, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a cloud of pitch-black smoke and became a human figure. The wizard holding the scepter stopped it, and then a group of animals formed by black smoke rushed in, forcibly controlling the humanoid devil, making him unable to move.

That's all there is in the picture.

"This is not a prophecy, but a history of the past. This should be beyond your expectations, Dumbledore, have you seen it clearly?"

Grindelwald raised his voice and said: "Have you seen the crimes committed by those pure-blood wizards? They are turning Muggle-borns into devils. You should be very familiar with this, Toby, you are very aware of these special What tortures the devil will suffer, it will never end."

"This is the real war that can never be avoided - this is a war between wizards and wizards. Compared with them, goblins and giants are nothing, and they have been kept in a relatively safe place. within the quantitative range."

"But then the Secrecy Act came along."

Under Toby's flickering eyes, Grindelwald continued: "I believe that the "Secrecy Act" is definitely a law jointly created by wizards who know the truth. They know the existence of the law of conservation of magic, and they are also very clear about the power of wizards. trapped, unable to really stand up to the growing number of Muggles. That's why they use such harsh measures in their implementation that no one can resist."

"But I think they seem to have overlooked an extremely crucial thing—that is, in order to protect wizards from being troubled by Muggles, they must use a large number of protective spells, which further reduces the magic level of the entire wizarding world."

"Ancient magic also began to decline after the "Secrecy Act" was actually implemented."

"Since you already know the existence of the law of conservation of magic, you should also understand that it is extremely difficult to cast powerful ancient magic when the magic power is reduced. This has led to the severance of the inheritance of ancient magic, and no one will Use them again. And, that's why I value you."

At this moment, Grindelwald confided his heart very frankly, showing his trust in Toby.

"Because only you are so persistent in researching ancient magic and trying to find them. What you did is right. With the level of magic power gradually decreasing, the power of wizards has long been inferior to before. Only Those ancient creations, they still have powerful power, even if they are lost, they are far beyond the current wizards."

"Whoever masters them will hold the key to the next war."

"So, now you think what I did was wrong, Toby?"

Grindelwald turned his back slowly, he no longer cared that someone would attack him, and walked up to the skull with the missing head, and turned his gaze to another intact skeleton.

He spoke slowly, and no longer spoke as fast as before, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"Wizard supremacy, can perfectly solve all problems. The "Secrecy Act" continues to reduce the level of magic power, that must be broken, and before Muggles have power that is more likely to cause disaster, we must also successfully control them. Otherwise, one day, wizards will not be able to cast even a simple unmarkable spell."

"There is also the blood of wizards. I believe this should be your most concerned issue, Toby. Compared with pure blood supremacy, wizard supremacy does not care about the difference of blood at all. On the contrary, I will try to let me The students of our school found the babies of Muggle-borns in the first place and protected them. Every wizard is extremely precious, and no one can give them up."

He turned his head and looked at Toby again.

"You have been looking for these skeletons, haven't you? Is it because you also foresee something, and the influence on you has not been completely eliminated? And Al, your lovely assistant, it is not without reason Appeared, didn't it?"

"Now, Toby, I'm right, and you're right. It's time to pursue the truly great ideals that only we can achieve, and nobody else can."

"It's time to make your choice. Do you want to fight me against the person who lied to you, or do you decide to go to the Ministry of Magic with me and take the last skeleton?"

The room suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Al nervously lay on Toby's shoulder. It tried to grab Toby's hair several times, but every time it stretched out its claws, it would withdraw it in fear.

Dumbledore said heavily, "I shouldn't have given you the chance to meet."

"You're right." Toby finally spoke, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, and then looked sideways at Grindelwald.

"But there is one thing you all guessed wrong. There is absolutely no need for me to find the third skeleton."

He restrained all his expressions, and pointed his wand at Dumbledore, and Al also pointed at Grindelwald with the wand that originally belonged to "Lupine".

At this time, Toby looked extremely calm, even more terrifying and frightening than Grindelwald just now.

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"There are three people in the house now, and that's enough."
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Earlier tonight, when the sky was dark and gloomy.

Hunger and cold tormented Sirius. He hadn't eaten a normal meal for many days, and had to find food in the garbage, or eat dead mice.

He couldn't stop for a moment, someone was looking for him, and more than one group.

Other than Regulus, the other party might have belonged to Dumbledore, but Sirius couldn't believe it now, not any stranger.

Sirius knew very well that he had to find a safe place before the night fell, otherwise the remaining physical strength would not be able to last for too long, and any magic might cause him to expose his position.

He already wanted where to go.

This is a simple street, and the people living here are all poor people.

The big black dog struggled through the dilapidated door and came to a familiar house.

This was Lupine's house, and Sirius would have taken the risk anyway if he hadn't seen the news that he was serving at Hogwarts.

But it was different now. Most importantly, his grudge against Lupin had completely disappeared—it was not Lupine the werewolf who betrayed the Potters, but Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius must live to see Peter punished.

With an unpleasant creaking sound, the door of the house was slowly pushed open.

As Sirius expected, there was no one here, and Lupine should be enjoying a delicious dinner at Hogwarts at this time.

The big black dog turned back into a human form, and Sirius rushed towards the kitchen almost instantly. No one had ever seen him in such an embarrassing state.But compared to filling the stomach, demeanor has long been a buried memory, and it is rarely even dreamed of in sleep.

Just as Sirius was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he suddenly heard a commotion from upstairs.

This made him extremely vigilant, his grimy hands clutching the dirtier wand, and a piece of bread that was about to expire in his mouth. It didn't taste very good, but he wolfed it down anyway, while Walk up the stairs step by step.

There is only one bedroom on the second floor.

Standing in front of the door, Sirius listened carefully for a while, he was sure that the sound came from this room.

Wish it was just rats, so he could have a snack tonight.

The door was pushed open cautiously, and as soon as he appeared, Sirius saw the man tied on the bed with his mouth tightly gagged.

"How will you be here?"

Sirius stared suspiciously at the restrained Lupine, and he directed his wand to throw the cloth strip out of Lupine's mouth.

As soon as he was able to speak, Lupine said weakly: "Hurry up and tell Dumbledore, let him stop Toby as soon as possible!"

"What are you talking about?" Sirius said disgustedly. "Hammer trapped you here?"

"It wasn't him," Lupine said in an increasingly anxious tone, "it was your brother, Regulus. I didn't expect him to be alive. He kept me under control and kept me from starving to death. But, after I became He won't show up when he's gone, he's been hiding away for a long time, but pain can make people recover their lost memories."

"I remember part of it."

"Toby Highmore, he lied to me when I was exploring the snow mountain. When I turned into a werewolf, he forcibly took away my memory and sealed it in an ice cube that would never melt. Well set trap."

Looking at Sirius who still couldn't understand the situation, Lupine shouted with all his strength: "Don't worry about it, you just need to tell Dumbledore that Toby's memory is complete and there is nothing missing!"

"Go! He remembers everything! It's too late!"

(End of this chapter)