Archaeologists at Hogwarts

397 Threat
396 Threats
Gaunt House.

A mysterious magic circle appeared on the open space of this abandoned old house. Moody was controlled in the center of the magic circle at this time. He was wearing a pharaoh mask on his face and a lady's wide-brimmed hat on top of his head. A thin arm stretched out from the brim of the hat to stop the devil who tried to get into Moody's body.

Angela held the scepter tightly in one hand, and was staring at this scene nervously.Al was also present, and the magic ball was being controlled by it, trying not to break the balance maintained by the magic circle.

At the same time, the three were talking non-stop, or it would be more appropriate to say that they were roaring angrily.

"Where's Toby Highmore, let him come to me! What's the point of hiding behind Nifflers and women!"

"Don't be delusional. Toby has worked hard on you. I didn't expect him to think of such a way to threaten people. If you make a mistake, you will be dead. So I advise you to compare honestly. Well, don’t keep looking around with that magic eye—don’t look, it’s the Vanishing Cabinet, and you can easily recognize it.”

"ah!"

"What does it say?"

"It said that we originally planned to take the magic eye off you, but Toby decided not to do it out of mercy, and let it be buried with you."

"You call that showing mercy?"

"Why don't you count? You will most likely die without a whole body, and this will be your only relic."

"Looks like I'll have to thank him!" growled Moody, "Then let me thank him in person! Just some sneaky tricks!"

At that time, the door of the disappearing cabinet suddenly opened.

Toby came out with a rather cold face and said, "But those moves are useless again, aren't they? Let me go, I'm already useful."

"what does that mean?"

"Who is he looking at?"

Dumbley and Moody asked simultaneously.

"Very high." Toby said wearily: "Mr. Hogwart has seen your determination from the mysterious man, I am very determined that as long as you are willing, the teachers and students of the whole school—well, the possibility of the professor Smaller, and we'll all be your hostages. So, the role of a mere Moody is so small, compared to Snaptz, I'm nothing."

"That is to say, now that someone can stop you from using the Goblet of Fire, anyone can."
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Hogsmeade Village, Hog's Head Pub.

Knowing that he had been expelled from Snappers, Moody hurried to the outside of the bar. I saw Mr. Hogwart sitting alone under the bar, and there was no one else in the room. We left room to speak individually.

"Why did he agree to this guy's conditions?!"

Moody immediately questioned: "I'm obviously not ready yet, and I put all the trump cards on you. Why did you take that opportunity to catch me?! Don't tell you whether he has confidence Do that, Ashes!"

"You can."

Hogwart said fiercely, I raised my head to look at Moody, and there was a hint of sadness in my light blue eyes.

"You can kill people around you again because of your power. That's a complicated threat, Alastor. It's exactly the same. You can do as he wants with all your heart, but you can."

"Toby asked again what your strengths are, and you're very vague. I don't mind stabbing down here a few times—maybe I don't mind a little, but I can still do it."
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Office of Ancient Magic.

The returned Dumbledore and Hermione stared at the eight unfamiliar people outside the house in bewilderment. Did Toby tell us the news again, especially
"Severus Angela?"

Dumbledore whispered to Hermione: "You thought that even if Toby brought me back, it would only be my dead body, but you never thought it would be a living person."

Wen Rongbang glanced at you sideways.

"You can hear him talking." I said coldly.

Hermione looked at me with a murmur, and then said something to Dumblely.

Wen Rongbang immediately replied: "What he said seems impossible. If you try it, he uses a magic circle to control me, and you knock me out with a scepter, and see if I used compound decoction, or Even the soul outside the body is the same."

"You said it!" Angela roared in uncontrollable anger, "You can hear him!"

"Why did you walk away for so long, and he started arguing with your assistants?"

Toby pushed the door and walked back, I stared at Angela with confidence and said, "It will be very difficult for you if you even talk like him abnormally."

"They bully people too much!" Angela's teeth were about to be ground.

"That's where it is." Toby waved his hands indifferently and said, "You don't have any bad news to tell him, that's what you call bullying too much."

I sat under the sofa opposite Angela, Dumbledore and Hermione pinched my shoulders from right to left, we still winked at Wen Rongbang, which almost drove me to death.

Toby continued: "You went to see Al just now, Complexity found an excuse to fool me, and by the way, I learned from me that Haimo was also going to supervise the regression of the game, but it was probably because of Hogwarts. Don’t come here in person, so I just plan to come over.”

"But it's the same now."

Toby stared straight at Angela and said: "Wen Rong knows where he got the news, I downloaded everything after knowing what happened, and then suddenly came to the door by himself, saying that he was applying for a job just now. Professor of Defense Against the White Arts."

"I was delusional." Wen Rongbang said with a hot smile.

"But you can't agree." Toby's answer caused Angela's face to change suddenly: "Don't rush to get angry at you, it's mainly Principal McGonagall—let's say, there is no Principal Slughorn , I also came forward. Hogwart has no strengths of his own, and you can't really be hard on the old headmaster, so--congratulations to him, Severus!"

Toby suddenly jumped up from under the sofa, and I grasped Wen Rongbang's hands clenched into fists, with a cheerful smile on my face.

"He doesn't even have an assistant now, and he's just as good as you. How about it? Wenrong Bunz still attaches great importance to him!"
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"What did Professor Harry tell him?"

As soon as Al rushed back to the common room, the students who knew the truth all surrounded me—those people all thought that Angela would never come back one day. Students will hate me.

The most frightening thing is that we just saw a notice under the college magazine——

[Affected by physical reasons, Professor Alastor Moody voluntarily resigned, and apologized for being unable to bid farewell to Xiaojia. 】

That's obviously a good thing!

Al took a deep breath, but then he became depressed again.

"I'm sorry, but you want to share some good news, but that's what they think. I'm going to be your Defense Against the White Arts professor soon."

"what!"

A student who was convinced immediately broke down and shouted: "Why did that happen?!"

Wen Rong and Ron also understood that.

We saw Al winking at himself slowly, so we immediately understood, and got out of the passageway while the crowd was boiling.

After we left we heard the Weasley twins yelling—

"Why do you think I suddenly became a shop assistant!"

"You should have thought of that!"

"It really has the spirit of contract!"

"When will the store be officially opened! If you open again, you will lose everything!"

When we came to the corridor, the fat lady was full of complaints: "When they celebrate, can they be louder, and if they are quieter, you feel like you are going to shake up from under the wall."

"Just wait and see, that kind of thing doesn't happen very often before," James said worriedly, startling the Fat Lady.

Al didn't take us too far and came to an empty classroom. Ron, who walked in the front, closed the door, and then looked at Al eagerly with Wen Rong.

We know that Wen Rong must have finished speaking.

"They were also vague. You should have played again after Professor Harry, right?"

"Of course."

"Without a doubt."

The two nodded their heads in unison. It was an iron training recorded in the school rules outside the school, and those who violated it would suffer very slight consequences.

"So." Wen Rong took another deep breath and said, "You told me what Dad told you later, and I denied even Professor Harry. Let me tell you that I really planned to deal with Huo Mr. Gewo, fortunately, Mr. Hogwart retreated first, so I could not really attack the dead."

Toby really knows how to "perfuse" people, and even chose to tell the truth directly.

Both James and Ron were taken aback by the news.

Before calming down, Wen Rong continued: "Then Professor Harry asked you if you planned to continue my tutorial before, and I asked him too, James."

"Of course I did!" screamed James, "You're trying to get out of that kind of thing and - you - your mother's still waiting for you to come home when she's on holiday, and you're letting you down. "

"But you refused."

Herge is Ding said.

James looked at me with his small mouth open, as if he saw a rice bowl full of chicken legs—there was no difference between my starving eyes and the shocked one.

Ron asked suddenly before he was silent for a while: "He thinks he can rely on him to settle the relationship between Professor Harry and Hogwart? But how is that possible?"

"At most, the two of us attach great importance to you." Al said with a headache: "You also know how to do the specific method, and you can only think of that now, so you have to agree with Professor Harry face to face. "

"Yeah." James said with emotion: "We really value him very much-so we wish him good luck!"

As I said that, I was about to turn around and leave, but just a second ago, Ron pulled me back by the collar.

"How could he do that?!" Ron shouted joyfully, "How could he even think of running away at that time?!"

James rubbed his neck and coughed dryly for a while, and I said intermittently: "Yes, but what can you do? Does he know how to do it after watching Al? Worry, Professor Harry will kill me, after all, I am very important .but you are the same."

I still feel like I'm going to be useful for something.

"Don't say that." Al thought carefully for a while: "He has already learned the devil, as long as you continue to regress the course of dealing with the god of death, you will never have a chance to find a solution to the problem—right?"

I looked at Ron with some certainty at first and asked.

Ron reluctantly pulled out a smiling face, but he could even nod.

"He suspects you too?"

"Are you suspicious of him, Al." Ron sighed and said, "But this is Professor Harry."

For a while, the entire classroom fell silent.

Al carefully found a chair to sit on, his eyes full of blankness.

"Will Wenrong Bunz not have such a difficult time in the future?"

I asked in a daze.

"It must be nothing." Ron sat next to me and said, "But is he sure he is the one who can solve the problem? As far as you know, similar situations are usually caused by students, and It's the professors outside the school."

James knew what to say, and I walked over and patted Al on the shoulder, the only way to comfort me.

Al really needs reassurance these days.

Facts have proved that Haimer's instructions to me were all true, and Professor Harry himself denied them all, which made me unable to accept it quickly, and even couldn't help feeling that I was also part of the culprit.

I was confused about why I thought that way—it was probably because of Hai Erbo?
Al knew.

It would be great if no one could tell me.

At that moment, I saw figures jumping one after another through the window under the opposite wall.

Before noticing Al's gaze, Wen Rong and Ron also turned their heads away immediately.

"There they are!"

Inside the window, Haimo’s feet are like springs, and a half of his body will appear in a moment, and then disappear in a second. We can all imagine Haimo’s bouncing and retreating posture—this is amazing. It's really miserable and unbearable.

Because Haimo's heartbeat was too low, and he didn't control the rhythm, he hit the door frame at once, and his head was swollen with a small lump.

"Do you want to take him to the school hospital?" Al asked dryly.

"It's useful. It's really useful." Haimo lay on the ground, but he was willing to raise his head: "They turn their backs first, yes, don't look at you, let you calm down for a while, um, that's it."

The shoulders of James and Ron trembled, and the two tried their best to make themselves laugh, and Al also turned around helplessly.

We can finally turn our head back before experiencing a painful sound accompanied by countless "Sha".

A cowboy hat appeared on top of Haimer's head. That's why I knew why I carried that kind of thing with me, at most it covered this small bag.

"Bouncing shoes." I pointed to the soles of my feet and said, "You remember that they were made by the students of Snapetz, right? It seems that you should use them carefully."

"Your sister did it, sir," cried James.

Ron pointed at Haimer's face and said in surprise, "Ah, it's bleeding!"

"Huh?" Haimo casually scratched the right cheek, and when he got it behind his eyes, he found that there was warm and cold blood underneath.

"Okay, boys, to cut a long story short."

Wen Rong immediately said in a serious manner: "You are going to become Snapetz's assistant professor soon—although you are very happy to work under Angela's hands, but I will soon know who is the boss. So it’s all about worrying, okay? You have to go to the school hospital slowly, and I hope there will be more students down the road.”

Just at that moment, the bell for class rang.

Haimo froze when he turned around.

I turned my head hastily, and asked with a little embarrassment, "Are any of them without headscarves?"

James took out his magic circle item in a daze.

"Will a sweater work, sir?"

(End of this chapter)