Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 290 Ancient Magic and the Past

Gryffindor College dormitory.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

Ron asked in a daze. He straightened up and sat up, watching Harry walking up and down the dormitory in the dark.

Harry's movements were careful, if it wasn't for Ron's nightmare of being reprimanded by the sweater again, he would never have realized that Harry was still awake in the middle of the night.

It could be seen that Harry was a little nervous, and he didn't relax a lot until he found out that it was Ron who woke up.

"The skull necklace is missing." He tried to lower his voice and said, "It's the skull specially used to contact Professor Haimer."

Ron woke up instantly, completely startled.

"You lost Professor Highmore's stuff?" He looked like Harry had committed a capital crime.

"Be quiet," Harry reminded quickly, and then added, "I didn't lose it on purpose. And I clearly remember being in-"

He stopped talking suddenly.

"What?" Ron refused to let him go: "Is it related to the reason you came back tonight?"

At this moment, Neville on the other side suddenly turned over, muttering nonsense about telling Leffe not to run away.

Harry didn't answer, he glanced at Ron, turned and left the dormitory directly.Ron followed without hesitation for long, and he skillfully took out Harry's Invisibility Cloak.

Harry didn't say much.

In fact, he didn't want to say anything.

At the very beginning, it was obviously Professor Haimer who strictly asked him not to reveal the deeper devil lessons.But when Harry recalled his experience as a baby, Harry was reluctant to say it himself.

He doesn't even want to recall that memory, once he thinks about it, he will be extremely angry, and at the same time resent his powerlessness.

Under such contradictory thoughts, Harry remained silent throughout.It is estimated that Ron also noticed that Harry's face was not good-looking, so he didn't say a word at all, just followed him in small steps silently.

When they were about to walk into the common room, Ron couldn't bear it anymore. He tried to change the subject and said, "Did you forget the necklace somewhere, such as near the armchair?"

"Probably so." Harry reluctantly replied, "I'll look for it again, so you don't have to follow me—"

"Hermione!" Ron interrupted Harry suddenly, and he stared dumbfounded at the figure curled up by the fireplace - Hermione was staring at the flame bottle in her hand in a daze, until he heard Ron's cry Suddenly came back to God.

She flattened the sleeves of her pink pajamas, and changed her serious look almost instantly: "Where are you going to sneak again? Have you forgotten the taste of Professor Haimer's confinement?"

"I should be the one asking you this question." Ron retorted dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing here at night? Are you still studying the final assessment of the teacher's commendation meeting?"

It seemed that Ron was right, and Hermione muttered something in a low voice, probably it was so difficult, it was hard to fall asleep, so I had to get up and study, which made Ron feel like he was listening to some kind of horror story.

"What about you?"

Hermione collapsed on the sofa, her arms hooked on the flame bottle were hanging down weakly along the armrest, and she asked feebly, "Are you also worried about the assessment?"

"You talk about us, hahaha." Ron couldn't help but laugh. "Dude, did you hear that, Hermione thinks we're going to worry about the assessment—it's worse than that."

After seeing the expression on Harry's face, Ron immediately woke up and said, "Harry lost Professor Highmore's collection."

"What?" Hermione's reaction was almost exactly the same as Ron's: "What did you lose? Is it too late to admit your mistake now? Is it possible for you to be locked up for only one semester?"

"It shouldn't be that bad." Harry's mood was completely messed up by the reactions of the two, and he muttered in a low voice: "Professor Highmore probably won't...maybe I fell into him because of such a trivial matter." office."

Even so, Harry's actions were clean and quick, and he immediately rummaged through the lounge—especially the gap between the sofas, which was his main focus.

Hermione and Ron also helped immediately. They still didn't want Harry to be locked up. Besides, Christmas was coming. Missing the celebration would make Harry feel bad for a long time.

Time passed by, and they searched all the places they could find, exhausted and out of breath.

"The skull necklace is coming." Hermione suddenly raised her wand and read: "The necklace is coming, the skull head is flying, Professor Highmore's collection—this is not allowed, if it succeeds, we won't need to sleep."

"What are you doing?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's a class for the senior grades, the Flying Curse." Hermione stared at her wand in frustration, "It doesn't seem to be working now, why is everything so difficult, the Patronus Charm, and Ancient Transfiguration. It became like this."

"You're going to ask the black devil." Ron collapsed on the sofa out of breath and said, "I dare say Bill never learned such a difficult course when he was in school."

Harry looked around at the two of them.

"Sorry," he said suddenly.

Both Hermione and Ron were stunned, and then they remembered why they learned the Patronus.

Those were extra lessons that Professor Highmore had arranged for them to help Harry.

"I seem to have said something wrong." Ron said belatedly.

"Oh, why am I so stupid." Hermione suppressed screaming, and Ron frowned: "This is not a normal expression of apology, even I know how to do it-his, it hurts, what are you doing?" ?”

Hermione slapped Ron hard, and she said with bright eyes: "Have you forgotten what day it is tonight? It's a full moon." She didn't wait for the two of them to answer before continuing: "The first time we got to know the scepter The class is also on the night of the full moon, so there must be something unusual about it. For example, some ceremonies can only be completed during the full moon, so Professor Haimer can quickly help the students understand their magic circle items."

"And then?" Ron asked stupidly, he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Then of course I'm looking for the skull necklace, and my flame bottle." Hermione said with a look like you haven't figured it out yet: "Since this day is so special, it must be helpful too, right, you guys Remember when the three of us successfully predicted the same prophecy?"

Harry remembered, of course, that they had made a prophecy about Sirius, and wondered if they should break the news of Sirius' presence.

The answer must be that all three are the same, so Harry told Professor Highmore about it later, and got the communication item of the skull necklace again.

"I see." Harry said immediately, "Are you going to let us have another divination about the whereabouts of the skull necklace tonight?"

"It's more than that." Hermione said excitedly: "There is also the ancient transfiguration technique, turning the flame bottle into a cat and raccoon. This will definitely be successful."

Just when Harry couldn't wait to take out the clarinet, Ron looked at the two of them left and right, and said abruptly, "Seriously, am I the only one who thinks this is risky?"

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, putting down the flame bottle.

"What else can it be?" Ron said exaggeratedly: "Of course it's Professor Highmore's ancient magic. Do you want to see the devil with your own eyes? I'm not talking about Harry's rune snake, but a monster. Like - five-legged monsters? I haven't seen them, but I can guess they're going to be scary."

"You're right." Harry slowly put down the clarinet, and he remembered the illusion he saw in the ancient magic class when he first entered school——Professor Highmore summoned a magic circle under Loch Ness What a monster, he managed to escape surrounded by horse-shaped water monsters.

And Professor Highmore really likes five-legged monsters, and more than once he compares those examples, telling students the risk of letting their guard down a little in the process of learning ancient magic.

"You're right." Hermione actually affirmed Ron's statement, making him more surprised than ever.

"But it shouldn't be a problem for me to use Transfiguration, right?" Hermione said again: "I don't use the flame bottle to cast the spell, but just use the wand. This is not ritual magic, and it will be fine."

"That's true." Ron nodded half-knowingly: "But is there still a need for experiments? Isn't everything the same as usual?"

"Then it was normal training then." Hermione said anxiously, "I have to do something now, the assessment is going to drive me crazy."

Judging from Hermione's shaggy curls that almost exploded, she really wasn't exaggerating at all.

Ron gave Harry a bewildered look.

"Give it a try, then," he said, stepping back, as if he was afraid Hermione might accidentally injure him.

Hermione glared at him angrily, and then carefully placed the flame bottle by the window, deliberately placing it so that one side was under the moonlight and the other side was illuminated by the flames of the fireplace, exactly the same as when Professor Haimo was teaching near the campfire.

"I'm starting," she announced.

Harry and Ron took a few steps back at the same time, and at the same time, he felt a little strange—why did this happen tonight?

Didn't he want to be alone for a while?How did it turn into watching Hermione cast Transfiguration?
Hermione, however, had really started, clenching her wand tightly, then aiming at the flame bottle and slamming the spell.

The flame bottle began to change slowly, fluff grew all over its body, its head came out of the bottle mouth, its limbs stretched vigorously, the beard next to its mouth trembled, its limbs landed on the floor, standing on the floor, alive and well.

This is an orange-yellow cat and raccoon, not mixed blood, with pointed ears and a tail like a lion's.

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

"I succeeded?" She didn't dare to answer, and asked the other two startled little wizards with her eyes.

"It seems to be." Ron tentatively walked over, he stretched out a hand, wanting to touch the cat's ear
"Hey."

Maolizi jumped suddenly and knocked Hermione who was on the other side of her to the ground. When she got up, she heard Ron say in surprise: "It must be, it is almost carved out of the same mold as Crookshanks." Yeah, no manners at all—"

"Don't worry about it, it's going to run away!" Harry said anxiously, pointing to the opening of the passage, the cat lizi had already got into it, running fast.

"Stop it!" Harry turned around and said, "If Filch finds it running around in the corridor at night, you will be locked up with me by then!"

Hermione hurriedly rushed to the entrance of the passage to cast a spell, and she muttered: "The kitty is flying—"

Maolizi ran to the final entrance.

"The cat and raccoon are flying!"

It skillfully opened the door with its claws, and disappeared in a flash.

Hermione looked at its back and broke down, "Why is it so difficult?"

"hiss--"

At this moment, a series of bleak voices emerged in the common room, and Hermione and Ron were silent at the same time. They looked at Harry and found that he had pulled out his clarinet and played a Parseltongue tune from his mouth .

The Rune snake appeared, and its only two heads were exposed in front of Hermione and Ron, who opened their mouths wide in surprise.

"Is it my eyes?" Ron rubbed his eyes vigorously and asked, "Or did it really lose a head?"

Harry's lips were pursed tightly. He thought of this method completely subconsciously, and it was too late to stop himself by the time he realized it.

So, the Parseltongue continued to play the weird tune.Under Harry's command, the Rune snake rushed into the passage and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Both Hermione and Ron were watching Harry, but he just changed the subject on purpose and said, "We should be able to catch that kitty back in a while."

"But—" Ron asked puzzled, "What are these things next to you?"

"Huh?" Harry blinked vigorously like Ron did before, and he found that after the rune snake left, a layer of black smoke surrounded him at some point, gathering and lingering.

At this moment, it seems to be taken for granted——

"Kids, close your eyes."

Toby Highmore strode into the common room, carrying the kitty in one hand, with Harry's Devil Snake wrapped around his other arm.

"Do it now." He repeated.

The trio immediately did so, and they didn't even have time to pass their eyes. They couldn't figure out why Professor Haimo suddenly appeared here.

Only Harry vaguely guessed something, which was reminded by Ron—it seemed that he shouldn't cast pure ancient magic like the devil on the full moon, it would cause trouble for them all, and maybe it would become monster.

However, in front of Harry's closed eyes, Toby seemed to understand what he was worried about and said, "Don't worry, children, with me here, you will be fine."

Under Toby's thick curly hair was an extremely pale face. He seemed to have been seriously injured, and he couldn't even stand upright.

But he still stared closely at the picture in front of him——

The black mist formed a scene - two people cast ancient ritual magic under the full moon, it looked very complicated, and I couldn't remember it.

But if you look carefully, you can find that there is still a vaguely vacant position on the side of these two people.

It was an invisible man who really existed, and it was also the third skeleton.

Toby turned his eyes away from this familiar and no longer familiar picture, and turned to put it on the invisibility cloak that fell on the floor.

He picked up the invisibility cloak that was emitting light, and felt the distinctive heat, which seemed to be about to burn out.

Until the end, Toby did not let go of his palm.

Grindelwald foresees images of the past, and so does Toby.

The full moon records the past and passes it on to future wizards through ancient magic.

At the same time, the curse was also given to them.

(End of this chapter)