Archaeologists at Hogwarts

413 Ordinary?

A hand waved in front of his eyes, and then Harry heard someone calling his name.

"Harry, Harry?"

Harry came back to his senses, and saw Qiu who was sitting opposite him.

"Did you fall asleep just now? Do you need to go back to school now?"

"I'm fine, I may be a little tired."

This is Mrs. Puddiffe's Teahouse in Hogsmeade Village, and it is also the favorite place for lovers to come. Harry finally found a chance to complete this trace-come here for a date with Qiu.

Today is the weekend, and Harry got a rare one-day break from Professor Highmore, so he doesn't need to let his own devil be ravaged-this is a new course that Professor Highmore gave him, so that Harry can get used to it in advance Without the process of the devil, it is convenient for his own rune snake to be eaten by Professor Haimer.

Moreover, more than two weeks have passed since Haierbo was caught today.

This is what James later told Harry.

During the bizarre encounter that night, Professor Haimer successfully discovered Haierbo's hiding place, and easily captured Haierbo without a magic wand.

Harry still couldn't believe it until now.

Hai Erbo actually missed like this?
Although there are still many doubts that have not been solved later - for example, whether Harry's mother became Haierbo's subordinate, and whether the person who threw his name and Cedric's name into the Goblet of Fire was also Haierbo's people
But anyway, Harry knew that James was extremely happy about it, and he hadn't even stopped being sarcastic about Snape lately.

Here's another odd thing.

According to James, Snape seemed to have made a big mistake in this incident, which made James think at first that he would suffer for it.

Unexpectedly, Snape was let off by Professor Highmore like this.

Although Harry was not very satisfied with the result, he did feel better because of it.Because Snape has been much more honest in his teaching lately, and doesn't go out of his way to trouble someone - least of all Harry himself.

Maybe it was because he was warned, or because he was afraid of offending Professor Highmore?

Harry didn't know.

He doesn't want to think about these things too much now.

Today was a holiday that was so hard-won. Harry originally planned to have a good rest. For this reason, he abandoned poor Ron and finally stopped thinking about Hermione's liberation of the elves.

He didn't want this good time to be wasted.

"Let's turn around again."

Harry said abruptly, causing Qiu to look at him strangely.

"Aren't you tired? I thought it was because preparing for the third test made you too busy recently, or because of the wizard's instinct. Professor Haimer's subject is really difficult."

"I'm fine." Harry said as lightly as possible: "I feel better as soon as I come out of the teahouse, maybe...maybe I'm not used to the atmosphere inside. You saw it just now, everyone is kissing , made it look like a game."

Qiu scolded him: "Of course we can't remain indifferent since we're all on the field. You're the one who's weird—forget it, let's go to the Three Broomsticks. You can't just make small moves there."

With that said, dating seems to be getting boring?

Harry suddenly became even more annoyed.

Cho seemed to enjoy teasing Harry like this, and she kept looking at him and giggling all the way to the Three Broomsticks, which made Harry ashamed and embarrassed.

There was indeed no kissing couple in The Three Broomsticks, and Mrs Romesta left after asking them what they would like to drink, leaving Harry to continue to feel uncomfortable in his seat.

He tried to bring up some suitable topics.

"Have you found your instinct?"

"Not yet." Qiu sighed: "There are many types of magic that I like, but none of them can reach the level that Professor Haimo said. It feels more difficult than the Patronus Charm."

Harry nodded silently, and he also had some doubts about whether any students could really learn this magic this year.

Although he has already decided that he instinctively likes flying, he still has no idea about it - he can't really make a broomstick, can he?

But inventing a spell that would allow wizards to fly seemed even more difficult.

And since Harry knew how Luna's mother died, he was a little bit resistant to inventing the spell, which was much more dangerous than drawing a magic circle-the latter happened at most under the guidance of Professor Highmore Some minor explosions, but the former are fatal.

"What about you?" Qiu finally stopped teasing Harry, and asked curiously, "What have you prepared for the third test?"

"Uh..." Harry hesitated a bit.

There was no notice of the third test this time, and Harry had no idea what it was about.The same goes for the other warriors.

After having the experience of finding the secret of the golden egg together last time, although they are not too familiar, the four of them—mainly Fu Rong, who doesn't know anything at all, can talk to them.

Occasionally, they guessed the content of the next test together. The most important thing was that they were a little worried that like the previous test, there might be a link that required the warriors to unite and cooperate.

After all, it was Professor Highmore who set the level, which made anything possible.

"Looks like it's gone?" Qiu saw Harry's embarrassment: "I thought Professor Highmore would give you extra preferential treatment."

Qiu knew that Harry had spent the previous weekend with Professor Highmore, so she could not feel any dissatisfaction, only worry about Harry's situation.

It wasn't until one time that Cho made it clear—she mistook Harry for something wrong and had to spend the weekend in detention.And the tutoring class before was just an excuse for Harry, so as not to be too embarrassing in front of him.

"How is that possible?" Harry muttered softly.

Now that even Hai Erbo has been caught, naturally he won't have any chance to release the water.

The wizarding world doesn't seem to be as much of a threat anymore.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Harry always feels that Professor Highmore's interest is not high recently.Not just in class, but when Harry's demons were being ravaged.

These are weird again.

Inexplicably, a thought popped into Harry's mind.

Is today his holiday, or did Professor Haimo give himself a special holiday?

Does Professor Highmore need a break too?

"A bottle of butterbeer, a glass of lemonade, and three Sickles."

The reappearance of Mrs. Romesta interrupted Harry's thinking. He reached out to take the lemonade and drank a couple of sips, exhaling freely.

After putting down the cup, he realized that Qiu Zheng was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Harry touched his face anxiously: "Is there something wrong?"

"I just didn't expect you to have the same taste as Professor Haimer." Qiu asked suspiciously: "Do you know that you are more and more like him now? You always look preoccupied. What's the matter?" Is that what you can tell?"

Harry froze for a moment.

"No." He said dryly, avoiding Qiu's gaze.

"Nothing, I'm fine."

While saying this, Harry secretly put his right hand in his pocket.

He was holding a stone in his hand, turning it around non-stop.

He hadn't told Qiu yet that he might die some day in the future, and this time wouldn't be too far away.

Thinking of this, Harry was even more annoyed at his previous distraction.

He should really be doing something at Madame Puddife's teahouse.
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Hogwarts, big ship.

"Gidero."

"professor?"

Lockhart jerked back from the bed, and he saw Grindelwald's face appear on the wall again.

Before Grindelwald could continue to ask questions, Lockhart hurriedly said, "Hogwarts has been quiet recently, and Toby hasn't given me any orders—maybe it's because he's starting to be wary of me?"

"Because of my existence?" Grindelwald said unhurriedly, "No, compared to Haierbo, I am not a greater threat in Toby's eyes. He has more difficult problems and urgently needs to It should be resolved, and it seems that there should be some progress, otherwise he will definitely come here again to ask about Haierbo-related information—at least ask to see if we have been in touch. "

Since the last conversation, Lockhart has gradually learned about the strange alliance between Grindelwald and Toby.He has not received any punishment for his "betrayal", and the range of questions he can ask has recently expanded a lot.

"It turned out to be like this." Lockhart said with a frowning look: "I said why he didn't come to me-oh, yes, there is another thing-Snape and James, they The relationship between them has become erratic, should it be more indifferent? Now they almost don't speak at all."

Grindelwald was silent for a while.

"It seems that Toby's progress is faster than I imagined." He murmured: "Snape and James were both Hai Erbo's subordinates, there must be some connection between these two things, I know Because of what."

Lockhart thought that the professor was worthy of being a professor, and he could even see Toby's mind clearly.

"Toby has made some progress, but he is afraid of Haierbo for various reasons. He is very careful, more careful than ever before—Gidero."

"Ok?"

"Invite Toby on board and tell Toby I want to have a chat with him—if he's interested."

".what?"
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Lockhart hesitantly walked back and forth in front of the gate of the ancient magic office several times. When he pretended to pass by here for the ninth time, the gate suddenly opened from the inside.

"ah!"

Al stared at the sneaky guy in front of him and asked him loudly what he was doing here.

"I'm here to find Toby." Lockhart said with an ugly smile, "Is he in there? If not, I'll come back later."

"Gidero!"

This address made Lockhart feel goosebumps all over his body. He subconsciously turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by an arm that was stretched out quickly.

Toby squeezed Lockhart's shoulder tightly, and he smiled gently: "I just want to find you, come with me."

"Help—uh!"

Lockhart's mouth was gagged by Al with a load of beans.

He felt his body being thrown into the room completely uncontrollably. Fortunately, the carpet was soft enough, otherwise he would definitely fall dizzy.

"Why are you lying down, stand up quickly."

"Don't come here!"

Lockhart backed away in panic. He leaned his upper body against the small side of the desk, his legs were still tossing back and forth subconsciously.

"Why did I mess with you? Why did you do this to me?"

"What did you say?" Toby asked puzzled, "Isn't the person you really offended Grindelwald? Or did you say you betrayed me?"

"I was never with you." Lockhart yelled aggrievedly: "Besides, the unbreakable oath has not disappeared-well, I just came to tell you that Grindelwald hopes to see you. In addition He has already guessed that you have made some progress in finding Hai Erbo, that's all I can say—in fact, that's all I know."

"It's not urgent."

Toby showed a piercing smile, which made Lockhart shiver all over.

"As a best-selling author, you should have attended a lot of balls, right?"

"Actually the prom has nothing to do with whether it's a hit or not—"

Under Toby's gaze, Lockhart quickly changed his words and said, "Yes, I've been to quite a few balls, and there are quite a few people involved."

"Great." Toby's eyes softened a lot: "Then you must be good at dancing too?"

Lockhart felt that he should still be humble.

"He's good at it." He smiled, showing his shiny teeth.

"Very good." Toby acted as excited as if Lockhart had captured Grindelwald with a backhand: "Actually, I need your help with something. Maybe you should have guessed it—yes, to learn Learn how to dance."

Lockhart froze for a moment.

"I thought you would ask me to help you deal with Grindelwald, or Hai Erbo."

Toby shook his head.

"That's what I'm good at, and you're not far off—just teach me how to dance."

Lockhart slowly stood up from the carpet, he asked with some uncertainty: "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Toby had grown impatient.

Lockhart didn't dare to continue asking, he tidied up his messed up witch robe, then straightened his body, came to Toby, gave a gentleman's salute and said: "Then let's start. "

His whole body looked deathly.

Toby stared at Lockhart, his eyes gradually becoming a little scary.

"what are you doing?"

"I invite you to dance, otherwise how would you learn—well, it seems I was wrong." Lockhart breathed a sigh of relief: "Then how do you want to learn?"

Toby indicated the direction with his eyes, Lockhart turned his head to look over, and he saw a skeleton staring at him with empty eye sockets.

"That's your dance partner." Toby said, "Let's hurry up, or we won't be surprised when Angela comes back."
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big ship.

Grindelwald's face appeared on the wall, and he said slowly, "So you've been dancing with a skeleton all afternoon?"

Lockhart seemed to be completely dumbfounded, he explained with a dull expression: "Toby said it was prepared for Angela, you have to hurry up and learn how to dance, Merlin, I've never seen him so unwell. A person who can dance does not seem to be embracing a dance partner, but instead wants to squeeze the other party to death."

"I don't know who he's trying to crush, but I feel like I'm dying of exhaustion."