Archaeologists at Hogwarts

417 Preparation
There are only two weeks left before the last link of the Triwizard Tournament.

I don't know when, Professor Highmore suddenly suspended Harry's individual tutoring on the grounds of preparing for the competition, which finally gave Harry time to prepare for this test.

In front of the fire in the common room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were discussing together.

Ron stared at the fire and said, "So Professor Highmore couldn't find out who the troublemaker was until the end, did he?"

He was still thinking about the person who caused trouble for Harry and Cedric. If it weren't for that person, the two warriors would not have appeared in Hogwarts, let alone Harry would be involved in this matter.

"It's too late to say anything now." Hermione turned her head to Harry and asked, "What are you going to do? Although you haven't used the devil before, this is the last test."

Harry thought about it for a short while.

"Instinct." He raised his head and said, "The instinct that Professor Haimer talked about in class, I think my instinct is still flying."

"You can't compete with a broom." Hermione retorted, "It's too late to learn the summoning spell now."

"That's not what I meant." Harry acted as if he had made up his mind: "It's Ginny's jumping shoes. If we change that magic circle, it might really give me the ability to fly. Even Works just as well without a broom."

Ron became hesitant after hearing the decision.

"You have a good idea, but is this appropriate?"

All three of them know that Ginny likes Harry, especially during this semester, as long as she sees Harry, Ginny's behavior will become very bad-she seems to have accidentally knocked the plate off at home. The ability was also brought to school.

"So only you can help me, Ron."

Harry's request made Ron not come back to God for a while.

"I'm not going." Ron quickly shook his head and said, "If my mother finds out, she will think I'm bullying her."

"Why don't you even want to do this little favor." Hermione sarcastically said, "This is the only thing people who have learned how to be a devil? No wonder you summoned a spider."

"You—" Ron blushed angrily: "Can't I go?! Don't humiliate my devil—you can't either!"

He looked at Harry again and said, Harry quickly raised his hand to show that he had no idea at all.

But Harry still asked cautiously: "But have you tried to summon the devil recently?"

Ron turned his head suddenly: "Don't ask."

Hermione asked in shock: "You won't be summoned again after you learned it in Professor Haimer's office?"

"I told you not to ask!"

Ron left them an exasperated back, and Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, both of them were filled with unreasonable eyes.
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But no matter how angry the timid Ron was, he still didn't forget Harry's request, and found Ginny at breakfast the next day.

"Good morning." Ron greeted somewhat unnaturally.

Ginny glanced at him suspiciously: "Did you catch a cold last night and burn your brain out?"

"I'd rather be like this." Ron sat down, took a pie from the nearest plate, and said as he ate, "How are your jumping shoes?"

Ginny's jumping shoes were also stuffed into the wish box, but apart from the inventors, few people knew the specific sales of these things.

"This has nothing to do with you." Ginny's expression became more vigilant: "I'm going to use the money to open a clothing store, and I won't lend it to you no matter what."

When he heard "clothing store", Ron forgot all about Harry's instructions.

"What clothing store?" He asked, his eyes widening a little bit, "Do you know how much it costs? How much do you earn? I won't be the poorest person in our family, will I?"

"Isn't it always?" Ginny said puzzledly: "Fred and George are smarter than you, and they are willing to give me some pocket money—except for you. But my clothes are always leftovers from you." next--"

"It's not that exaggerated." Ron retorted: "You can't wear boys' clothes. At most, the textbooks are left over from us, but am I the same?"

"Anyway, it was like this when I was a child." Ginny said nonchalantly, "But I won't need it in the future, and don't ask me how much money I made. At least Luna is willing to help me. She has a lot of gold and doesn't know what to do with it. .”

Ron clenched the knife in his hand: "Damn it!"
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After Ron sat back, Harry pretended not to notice, so as not to be seen by Ginny in the distance.

"What's the matter?" He looked at the plate in front of him, but asked anxiously, "Have you found out about the magic circle?"

"It really pissed me off." Ron's tone startled both Harry and Hermione: "Fred and George have their own joke supply store, Ginny is going to have her own clothing store, and she's Said that my mother agreed, but was unwilling to give me a [-]% discount-I didn't even ask for free."

"Clothing store?" Hermione's eyes lit up. "Eat first, I'll go and chat with Ginny."

Harry watched Hermione leave in a hurry, he opened his mouth wide and looked back at Ron: "What's the matter?"

"Who knows." Ron muttered dissatisfiedly: "I guess I went to ask for a discount—this is for you."

He suddenly passed a notebook to Harry, but before he opened it, the notebook opened automatically, and lines of writing appeared on it.

[Don't be too surprised, kid, but I heard that you want to fly with a magic circle, right?Can you take me with you?It's been a while since I've studied spells - magic circles. 】

Pandora?
Startled, Harry subconsciously closed the notebook and asked Ron what was going on with his eyes.

"In order to keep it secret." Ron explained: "Our magic circles need to be kept secret, so whether it's Luna's or Ginny's, they all handed over the magic circles they created to Pandora for safekeeping, lest Accidentally leaked out."

"This is a good way." Harry said worriedly: "But... Pandora? Are you sure it has to be Pandora?"

When the notebook couldn't be opened, Pandora's words simply appeared on the cover: [Harry, I can hear what you are saying. 】

"Sorry ma'am, I just..."

[Just worried that you will be injured while experimenting with the spell?Don't worry, didn't Toby limit the range to small explosions, it won't kill you. 】

But that was enough to worry Harry.
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No way, although the follow-up is not ideal, but Harry can only practice the magic circle with the help of Ms. Pandora.

This matter is not that simple, if it is drawn out of thin air during the competition, it will be very troublesome, so they have to make more preparations in advance.

"Just use this flute."

Harry took out the flute that Hagrid had given him. It was a tool he used to summon the devil and he had kept it with him for many years.

After making a decision, they first practiced and changed it on the parchment. This process was quite pleasant, after all, even if the parchment exploded, it wouldn't hurt Harry too much.

Practicing magic circles is already a very common thing in Hogwarts. Every year, new students are enrolled, and the occasional explosions in the corridors have never stopped.Even though they have learned ritual magic, due to safety considerations (explosion and turning into monsters), students still use magic circles in many cases.

Harry's practice didn't attract much attention, because Cedric was doing the same preparation.Especially Fleur and Krum, after realizing the importance of the ancient magic class, they have started to take classes with Hogwarts students.

Professor Haimer didn't have any objection to this. He didn't have such strict confidentiality requirements for his courses, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed so many people to draw "Ancient Magic", the well-known "book" in the wish box.

But apart from studying the magic circle normally, Harry still learned some other things from Pandora.

"You want to learn from the devil?"

Harry stopped picking up the confetti, looked up in surprise and asked, "Is this possible?"

"It's definitely not as simple as a wizard."

Here is an empty classroom, so Pandora used a more convenient way of speaking to communicate with Harry: "But Toby said that this is the only way for me to survive for a long time, and I think what he said is quite reasonable. Since I am It exists because of hatred and resentment, so naturally I can’t survive on love alone, but I have to maintain a balance. Otherwise, I have to find a way to find a second black feather.”

Harry had never been to Death Castle, but he had already heard from Ron how terrifying it was.And the existence of kerosene lamps is also very strange.

Even though it was Lily Evans who was hiding in there now, Harry still hoped that his mother would return to normal as soon as possible.

"So you're going to take a special course, too?" Harry asked again, thinking that Professor Highmore might actually find time for him after his own course was over.

"There is such a class, but."

Pandora's tone gradually became disturbed: "But Toby said that he would not teach me in person, but would organize the contents into a booklet and let me figure out how to do it myself."

"Although he's using the excuse that he doesn't know how to teach a notebook, I always think that's not the case. Toby seems to be worried about something. Very worried."

Harry thinks this is reasonable, he knows that Hai Erbo has been captured, but there is still no feasible way to deal with Hai Erbo.

Otherwise, Professor Haimo wouldn't have stopped notifying himself for such a long time.

This also includes James.

Harry knew that James would go to Professor Highmore every now and then, but he always missed.

Of course, this might be because Professor Highmore was busy with the last test, but James vaguely felt that Professor Highmore was deliberately avoiding him.

Harry didn't believe this statement, and he still didn't believe it now.

"The professor has so many things to do. I guess he has to prepare some other plans. Didn't he always want to be the headmaster of Hogwarts? Maybe he's busy with this matter."

Pandora was silent for a while, and then asked in a strange tone: "Have your expectations of Toby been lowered to this level? Has anyone told you that you have changed a lot?"

"The biggest one should be Hermione."

Once the conversation started, Harry couldn't help complaining about Hermione's lessons, including her fairy tales, as well as "The Tales of the Bard Granger" that he had always been thinking about.

After listening to Harry's narration, Pandora sighed exaggeratedly: "You are really good students of Toby."

Harry sighed: "I'll just take it as a compliment, shall we continue practicing now?"

"Of course." Pandora's interest immediately increased: "Let's guess what kind of explosion effect we will invent next time? How about fireworks?"

Harry paused as he took out the parchment.

"Okay." Pandora admitted, "There aren't many normal people around Toby—the talking notebook must be the same."
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Actually there are.

Just as the students at Hogwarts were anticipating the final test, and Harry's actual firework explosion, an excited student arrived at the gates of the Office of Ancient Magic.

He knocked on the door.

The room was quiet for a while, and the student vaguely heard voices inside——

"Our annoying teaching assistant is here again? How can he be so annoying if I just fire him? Angela, get the disappearing cabinet ready."

"It's not him, Toby, it's the student."

The door was opened from the inside, revealing Draco's slightly dull face - what the hell did he just hear?
"It's the Malfoy boy."

This title was also very strange, Draco pretended he didn't hear anything, he followed Angela to the desk, his mind became tense again.

"What's the matter?" Toby put his legs on the table and crossed them. The whole person looked very comfortable, and he didn't seem to be busy with the last test at all.

"What else do you need to come to me? I remember you have already handed in your homework."

"It's instinct, professor." Draco said excitedly: "I finally found my instinct, I—— I like to lie, I like to pretend to be myself, and then I found out that there really is such a magic called Occlumency, So I tried it briefly, and now—”

"You don't talk yet."

Toby's expression suddenly became serious, and he leaned forward slightly.

"Look at me, Mr Malfoy."

Draco met Toby's gaze hidden behind his hair, he panicked for a while, but soon calmed down, and his breathing became much more gentle.

After waiting in silence for a while, Draco heard a reassuring answer from Professor Highmore.

"You did. It's Occlumency. That's right. It looks like you were born to be a spy."

Although Draco never thought of being a spy, he still asked excitedly; "Then the next head of the club. Me."

For some reason, Draco suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart while looking at Professor Highmore.

He seemed to be rejected.

But this is impossible. Everyone knows that Professor Highmore will never break his promise.

"I see, Mr. Malfoy."

Toby stood up and patted Draco on the shoulder hard, and then said in a tone that Draco sounded weird: "You will be the next minister, if...you can understand the meaning in my eyes just now if."

"You're doing well, Draco, congratulations on finding your instinct."