Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 393 The Second Link

392 The Second Link

When Angela lived in the Three Broomsticks, there were a lot of gossips in the school—such as the failure to confess to Professor Highmore, the couple had a quarrel, and Professor Highmore’s true love was Mr. Al.
Although no one dared to discuss it loudly, everyone could tell that the two of them must have had an unpleasant fight.

But these same people discovered that it wasn't long before Professor Angela came back again, and she still appeared in Professor Haimer's ancient magic class, and resumed her duties as a teaching assistant.

When that day came, the students below didn't even dare to breathe, they only dared to stare at the two standing on the podium with their eyes.

"Turn your textbook to page 157."

Toby ordered coldly: "Today we start to learn about an ancient and mysterious family—the Peverell family."

He had no intention of satisfying the students' curiosity at all, and started to lecture directly.

"There are very few records of admiration for the Lear family. They claim to be a pure-blood family, but few people know that this is just a disguise they made. The real identity of these people is Muggle-born, and they come from the same A place—perhaps some of you can guess it, is the city under Loch Ness."

"Although they can't be called ancient wizards, they do have a lot of inheritance related to ancient magic in their hands, and they have produced some little-known magical items-here I can give you a hint, "The Poet "The Legend of the Three Brothers" in Beedle's Tales was created based on the three brothers of the Peverell family."

No one born in the wizarding world does not know this story.

Neville couldn't help but raised his hand and asked, "Professor, does Death really exist?"

Harry, who was also in the classroom, was taken aback by his question.

In fact, Professor Highmore already felt uncomfortable when he mentioned the Peverell family, and now Harry has learned that he is a descendant of Ignotus himself, and he and James have seen each other many years ago. The scene of the three brothers fleeing in embarrassment under the threat of Hai Erbo.

Toby glanced at Neville.

"I think so."

There was a lot of gasping voices in the classroom.

"But that's not something you should worry about."

Toby shook his head and said, "Even simply meeting the God of Death requires talent. It's not that easy. Otherwise, no one would have asked such a question in today's class."

This passage is both surprising and sad.

Professor Haimer almost pointed at their noses and said - don't be too whimsical, the Grim Reaper doesn't bother to talk to you guys.

Harry breathed a silent sigh of relief.

The interesting story quickly attracted the attention of the students, perhaps because the life of the three dead brothers was not so untraceable, so the students were a little curious whether they were connected with Hogwarts, or There are quite a few people secretly discussing whether the Deathly Hallows can be found in the castle.

Toby didn't interrupt the delusions of these children, it would be a real miracle if they could snatch the Elder Wand from Dumbledore.

By the way, after such a long time, the Elder Wand has long been returned to Dumbledore, Toby holds the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak is still in Harry's hands.

"Operation!"

After the get out of class bell rang, Toby announced loudly: "Write a paper each on the purpose of the three Peverell brothers in creating the Deathly Hallows. By the way, if you are the holders of the Deathly Hallows, you will take them." What are you here for - at least 9 inches long, and you have to turn it in before the next class. You don't want to miss the second part of the Triwizard Tournament because of this little thing, do you?"

After being reminded by Professor Haimer, the students in the classroom quickened their pace a lot. It seems that this week is another day when the library will be fully occupied.

Harry also walked in the line with his head slumped, but rather than completing the homework, his purpose was more to find a way to study how to stay in the Black Lake for a while without being suffocated to death.

This question has been bothering him for some time.

Ever since the four warriors solved the mystery of the magic circle, they immediately realized the key point of the second test - they had to stay in the Black Lake for enough time, only in this way was enough to support them Find the treasure that Professor Highmore has hidden.

As for the possible battle, Harry has silently decided that if it is really dangerous, he will use the devil in the Black Lake-the audience can't also stay in the water, they can't see this scene.

Even if other people asked, Harry would just excuse that it was a trick he had hidden, and he hadn't revealed it to others until today.

But the premise of all this is that he can find a way to survive at the bottom of the lake.

Ron has been helping too.

He came to the library with Harry, and unlike the others, they walked deeper and deeper along the gap between the bookshelves, and there was hardly anyone else around.

"Thirteen Mantras to Avoid Choking, this book looks pretty good."

"Here it goes—do you think the Horsemen's Guide would be useful? They live in water, after all."

"Is there a horse-shaped water monster in the black lake?"

"What do you think?"

The two exchanged glances across the bookshelf, and they both thought of the same place—even if there wasn't one in the Black Lake, Professor Haimo might grab some and put them in.

Now they all know that the next part of the competition is designed by Professor Haimer, and anything can happen.

"Are there any magical animals that can live in water?"

"Let me think about it - dragons don't count, but what if you just spit fire at you as soon as you emerged from the lake? Sounds like a good monitoring mechanism."

"Don't be stupid—hey, here is a copy of "Fire Dragon Encyclopedia". Forget it, I'll take it."

By the time they found an empty table and sat down, each of them had already held a large stack of books they had found on the spur of the moment.

Ron said tragically, "Let's do it!"

Then it was time for the boring flipping of books. If it weren't for the fact that he was often tortured by the homework assigned by Professor Highmore, Harry really wondered how many times he could persist in doing this.

Time passed by, and the library gradually disappeared, and Ron also snored on the table.

Harry closed the last book in a daze, and the sound woke Ron up.

"How is it going well?" Ron asked, rubbing his eyes.

Harry could feel the ceiling spinning.

"I've been stuffed with a lot of knowledge that I don't know if it's useful or not. I hope Professor Haimo won't let the giant go, otherwise I'll learn so much hunter knowledge in vain."

Ron stood up with a yawn. He stretched slowly and said, "Very well, it's another fruitless day. Let's go. It's time for dinner. I'm hungry after sleeping for so long."

After arriving at the auditorium, Harry saw a familiar figure from a distance.He poked Ron's arm quietly, telling him to rush over with him as soon as possible.

After sitting down next to the other party, Harry immediately opened his mouth and said, "Hermione, I need your help."

He silently waited for Hermione's answer, if it was the same as before, of course there would be no doubt about it.

But it's different now.

Visible to the naked eye, Hermione's temper is gradually getting worse, especially in the past few days, her face is so cold that Harry and Ron dare not greet her.

From what I've heard from Cedric, it seems that something went wrong with Hermione's research on house-elves.

"What's wrong?" Sure enough, Hermione's tone was still a little impatient, and it seemed that her problem was still unresolved.

Harry carefully stated his request - he must find a way to survive underwater for a long time as soon as possible.

Although he was also trembling with fright, Ron still kindly said: "Can't you order those house elves now? Can you ask them to help find out which student's dormitory has prohibited items. If it's not possible .It's okay to change to a professor."

"Ron!" Harry immediately covered Ron's mouth: "You are crazy, how dare you spy on the professor!"

"It doesn't work at all!"

Hermione's answer made the two people who were constantly fighting stop at the same time, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"How could this be such a simple matter? I had planned to let them do this a long time ago, but these elves defaulted to the school staff as their masters, and they were unwilling to do anything harmful to them, including asking for news .”

"You actually did that?" Harry asked in shock.

"Otherwise?" said Hermione, squinting at him. "Do you think it's that easy to get house-elves to fight? I don't mean those in school, but outside of school. There are indeed real masters. If they can’t be rescued, isn’t everything I’ve done meaningless.”

"But it's already so difficult to be an elf in the kitchen, do you think it's going to be so easy?"

Harry was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he vaguely saw a brand new Dark Lord rising.

Ron grasped the crux of the problem immediately after being frightened.

"Who did you have them spying on? The professors at the school?"

Hermione described what was in her heart very concretely with her eyes.

"Are you a fool? How could I make such a stupid mistake?"

It seemed that Hermione still knew the seriousness of the problem, which made Harry and Ron breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. Now they can think of Filch and the like, at least they can easily avoid him from violating the school rules.

Hermione went on: "It can't be a professor living in a castle after all."

This sentence almost made the two of them breathless.

"What did you say?" Harry exclaimed. "You - oh, no, the professor who doesn't live in the castle? You mean Hagrid?"

"Who else is there?" Hermione said angrily, "Why does he like those monsters so much? Look at my arm. If this continues, I may have to amputate before the end of the term."

She pulled the sleeve back, revealing the slowly healing wound on her arm.

"The snails have to be dealt with secretly. I understand it. He won't listen to the persuasion at all. If that's the case, then don't blame me."

In this regard, both Harry and Ron agreed with 1.They were also badly hurt by those snails.Nobody liked them at school except Hagrid.

"Who are you going to have to do this?"

Harry asked curiously.

"Dobby." Hermione said with a sigh, "But I'm still trying to figure out a way. I guess it will be very difficult. He doesn't want to fight against any professor, even if it's [indirect] help."

Ron was going to complain about the description "indirectly", but he was stopped by Harry's eyes in time.

"The thing about breathing underwater." Harry brought up this forgotten topic pitifully.

Hermione muttered a few words in a low voice, probably something like "It's really useless", "I still have to ask for help in the end", "Why don't you usually see you helping me", "I don't know how to come to me these days , everyone is not as good as Professor Haimo, everyone can coax Angela well, why can't you make me happy."

Ron and Harry blushed when they said these words, and both of them lowered their heads in shame at the same time.

Ron also tried to lift his haircut and said: "Even if I change into Professor Highmore's hairstyle, he is not as handsome as him. You shouldn't have so many expectations of us, Hermione. Why don't you wish that Harry will?" It's really cheating."

"Why am I about to cheat?" Harry perfectly missed the key point of this passage.

Hermione sighed looking at the two silly boys.

"Oh, stop arguing, let me try."
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In the next few days, Harry and Ron have been silently waiting for Hermione's good news, and kept sending them all kinds of courteous measures, asking her if she was tired, hungry, sleepy, as well as--

"Did you finish your homework?"

"I won't borrow it for you to copy, I want to go by myself."

Ron immediately moved quickly and jumped back far away without any delay.

During this period, Qiu also came across a few similar scenes by chance. She found an opportunity to ask Harry curiously: "What happened? Have you all been cursed by her? Has my boyfriend become someone else's servant?"

"It's nothing." Harry explained the incident with a little gloom, and Qiu smiled happily after hearing it.

"That's right, maybe I should also learn from Hermione, she knows how to discipline you best."

"do not!"

Harry tried to stop him, but Cho was already far away.

Just when Harry was full of worries about his future, a good news finally came back from Hermione.

"Here's a package from Dobby."

As soon as he returned to the common room, he was dragged out again by Hermione who suddenly appeared, and she said excitedly: "I found this under the bed, I guess Dobby hid it there after secretly cleaning it—quick Come with me and see what's in there."

Harry felt a tinge of unease in Hermione's smile.

"This time, maybe Dobby stole something from the professor?"

Hermione smiled excitedly: "I don't know, he didn't talk to me again, but I think it's possible—the progress is getting smoother and smoother, as long as I can find the pattern in it, I can—— It's really boring, let's not talk, just open the package."

The horrified expression on Harry's face made Hermione lose interest in chatting, so she simply opened the package by herself, and found that it was stuffed with commonly used foam paper, and there was something buried inside.

It's a glass bottle, and inside the bottle is a bunch of green things, like kelp.

"Gillsweed" Hermione picked up the bottle and looked at it: "Isn't this stolen from the Potions Office?"
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Office of Ancient Magic.

"Mr. first."

"You've done a good job, you can leave now, remember, this matter must not be mentioned to anyone-you know who I mean, Principal McGonagall, especially her, understand?"

"Dobby understands, sir."

"Ah."

With the sound of explosions, the terrified Dobby disappeared into the office.

On the other side of the sofa, Angela and Al stared at Toby with wide eyes.

"How did you do it?" Angela asked in shock: "Could it be that you are no longer the vice principal? Why can you bypass Principal McGonagall's order?"

Toby looked out the window, and a whisper came from his mouth.

"Who made me a good student."

(End of this chapter)