Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 356

The only good news is that Harry's dissuasion finally worked, and James didn't have to go to find Professor Highmore at night.

"Then write to him."

Said James who took a step back.

This sounds like a very reasonable solution. Harry thought that neither Professor Highmore nor James could type through the letter paper.

Perhaps because Harry's thoughts were at play as well, the worst he expected didn't happen.

The only thing Harry knew was that after receiving Professor Highmore's letter, James locked himself in the room for a long time before coming out tired again.

"Have you packed your luggage?" James said to Harry, who was curious and worried, "Go to bed early, tomorrow is the day Hogwarts starts."

After all that had happened, Harry was finally going back to school.

This day came almost imperceptibly.

Harry hadn't lived in the Tonks's very long, but he was getting used to it - it was much nicer than he had imagined.During the day, he can play on the grass outside the house, as long as he does not exceed the distance of 100 meters.

And at night, a lot of people working outside will come back to have dinner together, Sirius and James will share interesting stories about working in the Ministry of Magic with him, Lupine will always complain quietly, and Tonks will always help out. A lot of bad ideas, and her parents prepared a big dinner every night to celebrate, and it seemed that no amount of preparation could be overdone.

At this moment, Harry even became a little nervous.

He was going to see Cho Chang again soon.

Early the next morning, Harry woke up without anyone calling.

"Good morning, Hedwig," he said to the snow-white owl by the cage, "I can't even remember how long you haven't been locked up by force—me too, have I?"

Hedwig looked lazily at her little master, and it honked please hurry up, urging Harry to get up from bed and eat breakfast.

When Harry got dressed and came into the kitchen, he found that something was being prepared in full swing.

"Sirius, pass me the seasoning."

"Which one do you want?"

"It's the bottle that tastes salty."

"Are you sure? There are many kinds of such seasonings here."

"You two, don't you know how to use food magic?"

"Do you think we look like we will?"

"Then what do you guys think about making sandwiches? It's easy, you don't need to bother, and—are you sure this thing is for people to eat?"

"Remus, please leave if you're not going to help, and don't question my craft—that's what I learned from Lily."

"Are you insulting Lily's cooking skills? Harry is here too. Come here and see what ridiculous things your father is doing."

Lupine stretched out his hand to Harry, and he was shocked to see a black mass in the pan, and he was quite sure that the iron pan was gradually being corroded by it.

"How's it going, doesn't it look good?"

James said hopefully, "You just stay put, and I'll bring breakfast to the table in a while—don't worry about anything."

Harry hadn't really seen James' cooking skills until today.

Just then Tonks also came down the stairs yawning. Her hair was gray early in the morning, and it was the same color whenever she was awake.

"Look what I found?"

Tonks looked at the food in the pot, then at Harry, she said with a matter of course: "That's right, we should prepare some poison for this little guy's self-defense, but are you sure it won't be killed by Hogwarts?" Is it considered a prohibited item?"

James struggled to shovel the dark mass twice, pretending he didn't hear what Tonks was saying.

The corners of Sirius' and Lupine's mouths curled up simultaneously.

With a squeak, the shovel in James' hand was gradually melted and completely broken.

"Okay, I give up." He threw the remaining half of the shovel angrily: "Just eat the sandwich!"

"Careful." Sirius pushed Harry back dramatically, acting like that half-shovel was some kind of murder weapon - even though that would have been about the same.

In the end, breakfast was still spent in a hearty sandwich. Before that, Harry had never thought that Tonks could cook so well—as long as he was not allowed to eat that dark mass, he would be better than Weasley. Madam is fine.

While eating, James complained about "he just wants to help" and "good practice for Harry", and even when he was finally about to go out, he asked Harry very seriously: "You You should know I didn't intend to poison you, right?"

"Of course." Harry said hastily.

I don't know how these people did it. Except for Tonks who couldn't get away, James, Sirius, and Lupine all took the morning off to send Harry to the station for school. .

And in a way Harry had never seen before.

"Where did these two motorcycles come from?"

He looked at the two very ostentatious black motorcycles outside the door in surprise.

"We had it when we were kids." James walked over and patted the back seat of the car and said, "I mean when I was in school, when Sirius and I would modify things, including this vehicle-and It's also very useful, and even helped us escape the Death Eaters - well, just sit on it and give me Hedwig's cage."

He hung the cage on the side of the car, and Harry excitedly sat down along with him.

They attracted a lot of attention just on the road—Harry doubted very much that James' modification was exactly the same as Mr. Weasley's magic car, and many times they rushed over what seemed impossible to squeeze through. The gap, but the surrounding Muggles did not notice anything unusual.

Finally, they came to the train station together, and then got into the special wall while no one was there.

The roar of the crowd immediately surrounded them, surrounded by scenes of parents sending off their children - Harry never thought that he would be treated like this one day.

Sirius rubbed his chin and said, "Maybe we should just come in on a motorcycle, that would be more cool."

"Then you will be warned again by Dumbledore." Lupine said helplessly, "Don't forget where we are working now, it's better not to cause trouble for him."

"Harry—"

Harry heard James call out to him suddenly, he looked up and saw James hesitant to speak.

"I--"

"It's about Professor Highmore's reply, isn't it?"

"You already knew?"

James was taken aback by Harry's sharpness, and he blurted out, "So you know Lily's clue too? Your mother, she—"

"What clue?" Harry asked hastily, "Do you have any new clues about her?"

James and the other two exchanged glances.

"Just tell him." Sirius said indifferently: "It will save you from being uncomfortable, and prevent Haimo's plot from succeeding. I always feel that he has bad intentions, otherwise why didn't he tell us at the beginning .”

"Conspiracy?" Harry became more confused.

James seemed to have finally made up his mind. He took Harry to an empty corner, and said in a solemn tone, "Toby found your mother's name in a notebook, and it is very likely that she has been to a very dangerous place." The location - but Toby refused to tell me where it was, probably Dumbledore gave him an additional account, so as not to make me do something irrational again."

"But Toby also assured me he'd help us find your mother. And he said it had something to do with that bad idea about you - but I still think that's too dangerous, Harry, You must listen carefully to what I say next—after you return to school, try to find out where Lily has been, but don’t listen to a word of Toby’s plan, it’s best to leave after you get it. He's far away—"

"Me!" Harry asked in surprise, "Do you want me to be a spy near Professor Highmore? It's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible." James shook his head and said, "You just need to find a way to perfuse him, pretend that you don't understand the class, and if he asks, just say that you were injured in the World Cup brain."

"Is there a more plausible excuse than that sounds?" Harry asked with an absurd look on his face.

James watched Harry's face, and suddenly he laughed.

"No, Toby won't do anything to you, if you're really that important—I doubt even if you ask him directly. But, Harry, are you really confident that you can defeat Hai Bo? Even if With Toby?"

"Think about it when you get back to school, that's the real key. Write to me anytime, go, I see your friends."

Harry didn't expect to hear such shocking news early in the morning - it turned out that Professor Highmore had a clue about Lily, so why didn't he tell it earlier?As a result, you have to find your own way to figure it out.

He knew the consequences of lying in front of Professor Haimer, it would be terrible, terrible in every sense.

Almost in a daze, he was brought by James to the Weasleys who had just arrived at the station.

"Why doesn't he look very energetic?" After looking at Harry for a while, Mrs. Weasley asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you didn't treat him well?"

"How is it possible." James said with a smile all over his face, "He just hasn't woken up yet, and he still had breakfast."

"It's not something to boast about," said Mrs. Weasley sternly.

Until he walked into the train with his luggage, Harry saw Mrs. Weasley kept asking James about Harry's recent situation. She strongly doubted whether Harry was going well enough these days.

"Don't be dazed." Ron poked Harry's arm and said, "Look, these people are staring at you - the eyes are terrible."

Harry turned his head, and whenever he walked through a box, he was almost forced to pay attention, and everyone was silently looking at him.

Fred joked: "Am I wrong? Has anyone participated in the World Cup?"

"It certainly doesn't include the two of us." George responded with a smile: "Your popularity is higher than our sum."

"Stop messing around." Harry stopped angrily and shyly.

"Obey, my great savior."

"enough!"

But what Fred and George said was indeed right, because Harry also saw Cedric in the front car, he was being horrified by a lot of girls in the box, chattering non-stop .

But when Harry appeared in front of them, almost all these people surrounded him, blocking Harry in the middle.

"Harry Potter, will you sit with me?"

"This is the chocolate I made myself, would you like to try one?"

"Read my letter to you, my owl can't find you no matter what."

Harry had never seen such a scene before, even during the game he was well protected by the people around him, and he had never been so "embarrassed".

"Huh——" Cedric let out a heavy breath now, and now he can feel that he can breathe again.

"Get out of the way! Get out of trouble! Don't squeeze me!"

A brown-haired, shaggy-haired girl slid in through the crowd—it was Hermione, and she grabbed Harry's arm so hard that he grinned in pain.

"Sorry, but you all don't get stuck here - what, don't you know? I just saw a man who looked a lot like Professor Highmore -"

The crowd dispersed almost instantly - the group seemed to be fleeing, and no one wanted to be checked on the train.

"This method is wonderful." Cedric praised: "Do you want to come in and sit?"

"No, thank you." Harry said, holding his crooked glasses, and he led the two of them away quickly under Cedric's almost begging eyes—it seemed that he couldn't stand this kind of super popularity either. , hoping to use Harry as a shield.

"Tut tsk tsk." After finding an empty box, Hermione pulled the curtains hard to block the eyes of the crowd outside, and then turned her head and said sarcastically, "You're a big star now, Harry, I'm even ashamed." dealing with you."

"It's not my fault!" Harry said angrily, "No one would stop someone in the aisle!"

"I'd like to experience it more." Ron said full of longing: "I seemed to see a few good-looking students just now—they are all your admirers, Harry—who can teach me how to fight. What about Quidditch? Will you promise to take me only as a student? Will you promise now?"

"Stop, stop." Harry said hastily, "Stop making trouble, I have something very important to tell you—it's really important."

He began to share the series of experiences he had during the vacation, and before he finished talking about James' instructions to himself, the door of the box was suddenly opened without warning——

It's Qiu Zhang.

"Harry, are you here?" She asked as soon as she opened the door, but the original lively atmosphere in the box couldn't be covered up. As a result, when she appeared, the three of them all shut their mouths in unison.

Qiu looked back and forth among the three of them, especially Hermione who was stared at by her for a long time.

"Aha, it seems that I disturbed you."

She closed the box door angrily, Hermione looked at Harry anxiously, and Ron patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

Harry hung his head in frustration, he hadn't said a word just now.

But he knows that on the first day of school, he screwed up the relationship.

(End of this chapter)