Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 30

"Come in, Severus."

"I'd love to do it, provided the cowards get out of my way."

"Oh, dear Mr. Death Eater, of course I am willing to let you out of the way, as long as you have a word, no matter what it is, dear Mr. Death Eater."

"Am I reading that right, gentlemen, are you pointing your wands at each other? Oh, and Mr. Al's shovel. Let me remind you, this is the principal's office. Now, all wands down, shovel not excluded."

The two who put down their wands stared at each other.

Toby didn't move away.

"Your injury seems to be healed," he said, glancing at Snape's arm. "Well, does the constant pain ease your guilt? If it works, I don't mind adding More injuries."

Snape replied coldly, "Give it a try, if you can."

Dumbledore behind the desk sighed softly.

He didn't say a word, didn't do anything.

But Toby moved away silently.

"Okay, Headmaster."

Toby turned around and said: "I hope that the following conversation will not include me, you are not trying to mediate the conflict between me and Severus, the relationship between the two of us is good. "

He put his arms around Snape's neck regardless, and said to him in a low voice: "Quick, laugh at me quickly, even if it's just pretending, don't hurt me when you get scolded, I really suffer Enough to be called into the office for a lecture."

Toby gave Dumbledore a natural smile.

The corners of Snape's mouth also twisted into a sneer.

"Then I can't miss it." His tone was full of sarcasm: "It's been a long time since I saw you bow your head and admit your mistake in front of the principal. Don't let me down this time, Toby."

Snape gave Toby a hard push on the back, pushed him directly to his original seat in the office, walked in, and slammed the door shut.

Toby stared at Snape sullenly.

Snape was uncharacteristically, he leaned against the door frame leisurely, with both sneer and schadenfreude in his eyes.

Dumbledore still didn't speak, he conjured up a chair, right next to Toby's seat, and pointed to the empty chair.

Snape's expression was no longer so leisurely, and Toby raised his eyebrows instead.

After Snape sat down with a cold face, Dumbledore finally spoke.

"I heard from Severus that you forcibly called the Slytherin Quidditch players into the office and forced them to finish their homework before they could leave."

He didn't look at anyone when he said this, but just helped Fox clean his feathers.

Toby glanced sideways at Snape: "How did I not know you were so fond of complaining when I was in school? Now I finally know what to do."

Snape's eyes looked a little cold: "This is none of your business, Toby. But I strongly suspect that you are waiting for an opportunity to prevent Slytherin from winning the seventh House Cup, and you are also preventing Slytherin from playing Quidditch." team won the Quidditch Cup."

"It's none of my business?" Toby completely ignored the second half of the sentence, and he focused all his attention on the first sentence: "I thought you just couldn't see your heart clearly, but now you can't even see the facts." Have you started making it up? You say again that this is none of my business? Say it?"

Snape stared at Toby, who finally just snorted.

Dumbledore tapped the table twice with his finger.

"Oh, Headmaster."

Toby then looked at Dumbledore: "I think it is very necessary to force them to do their homework. Do you know that there is a student named Marcus Flint in Slytherin College? I I just thought he looked like a troll before, but what I didn’t expect was that his brain was more like a troll. In the process of helping him with his homework, I almost couldn’t help but beat him to death.”

Toby also emphatically added: "I'm not kidding, it was really close. Fortunately, Al hid my shovel in time. It was the most handy weapon I used, second only to my wand. But you know , the wand will leave a mark when casting a spell, so—"

He finally spread his hands: "You can guess how long he can live."

Dumbledore had already started feeding Fawkes, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

Snape looked as if he was meeting Toby for the first time, and he sneered mercilessly: "So, you are still an extremely responsible professor? You didn't show this when you were in school, Back then you were dismissive of poor students, don't be too quick to deny it, I know what you think of those people, exactly like Professor Slughorn. What's wrong with you now? Suddenly decided to take responsibility for poor students gone?"

Toby said without any hesitation: "If you mean ancient magic class, yes, Severus. In my class, there is absolutely no room for bad things to exist. This is ancient magic, not a play. Being careful is the danger of death, and I don't want to be responsible for killing students."

Then he added leisurely: "The criminal record will affect my travel abroad, which is not good for investigating a wider range of ancient ruins. After all, there is no way to calm down and do archaeology while escaping from the hunt."

"Of course, other than that, I'm just imitating the principal's teaching method."

"My teaching method?" Dumbledore was already cleaning up the dust accumulated on the bookshelves. He turned his back to Toby and said, "I don't remember that I have taught you personally, Toby. When you enrolled I'm already Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Of course I know that."

Toby said in an indifferent tone: "But even I can guess that if you want to be the headmaster of Hogwarts, you must at least have no shortcomings in the courses you are responsible for—for example, you must not fail. poor students."

Dumbledore paused slightly, and Snape frowned tightly.

"If I heard you right." Snape narrowed his eyes, "You mean you want to be the future Headmaster of Hogwarts?"

He seemed to have heard some joke.

But Toby's tone was seriously terrifying.

"If I don't do this, how can I conduct unscrupulous archaeology at Hogwarts. When I become the headmaster, no one will be able to stop me."

"nobody!"

Toby left the principal's office with a bump on his forehead.Al was lying crookedly on the flying carpet, with a small bulge on his head as well.

"Yeah! Yah!"

"Al, you're right. The principal is too much! How could he beat a student with his own hands? Oh no, it's the professor in the school!"

"He's just too much!"

In the headmaster's office, the corners of Snape's lips were almost hooked, and he said with satisfaction: "If you had said earlier that you would teach him a lesson, I wouldn't have voted against it. I hope this will be Hogwarts It's a routine that I will come every time."

Dumbledore was reading a copy of "Transfiguration Today", he didn't look angry at all, but responded with a smile: "I remember you suggested that before, when you two were young."

The sneer on Snape's face froze, he was clearly reluctant to bring up the topic of the past.

"Is there anything else?"

He asked in a blunt tone, already planning to leave.

Dumbledore turned a page of the magazine: "Pay attention to Quirrell, will you?"

Snape changed his somber expression, and he was silent for a while.

"I thought you would ask Toby to do this. Didn't he come here to help?"

"Not exactly. I told you before that Toby has never changed. I believe you can understand that this is not a completely good thing."

"Indeed."

Snape replied, "After all, he was a Slytherin."

"Even if you don't care about your bloodline, you will be a wizard who will be favored by pure blood."

(End of this chapter)