Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 429 The Sixth Collection

428 The sixth collection

Griphook was furious at Toby's words.

"Turn the wizarding world into what you like? Not even Dumbledore dares to say such big words."

"That's because he will only change the magic world into something that more people like. In addition, if I were you, I wouldn't waste my words here, but would hurry up and find some elders. There will never be a place for you in the Wizarding Liberation Front."

"What Wizards Liberation Front?" Griphook's eyes widened, "Are you serious? Damn William, he never mentioned this to me. I knew he couldn't completely submit to the goblin clan. Just wait here to make trouble for me - I will help you open the vault and quickly take out what you want to take away."

It seems that the mysterious name of the Wizards Liberation Front surprised Griphook a lot. He urged Toby to take away the property as soon as possible, and rushed back to share the news with the senior officials of Gringotts.

Toby let Al and Angela stay in the car, and he came to the vault alone, where the gold in it had decreased a lot-although he made a lot of money last year, he was paid by the Quidditch World Cup plus three years. Due to the influence of the Contest, the number of free distributions of "The Quibbler" has increased a lot, which cost Toby a lot of money.

Al couldn't bear to see this scene, he turned his head aggrieved, Angela patted his back lightly and comforted him: "It's okay, my salary in Ouagadou is still saved, it's not enough to support you and Toby question."

Thinking of the little money that Angela had managed to save, Ayrton cried even more sadly—it was too little.

Angela groaned and tugged at its mouth, causing Al to babble.

Toby in the vault randomly glanced at the amount of gold, then he walked to the last two remaining bags, picked up the much smaller one and put it in his pocket.

"Let's go," he said back in the cart.

The group returned to the hall of Gringotts through the twisted corridors. Before the final parting, Griphook whispered to Toby: "Let's keep in touch."

Toby gave him a response with his eyes.

After returning to Hogwarts through the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron, Angela held on to the last Toby who returned, and she asked puzzledly, "You really want to cooperate with goblins?"

"impossible."

Toby's answer made Angela's expression immediately become weird, and he continued to calmly say: "Fairy are a greedy race, once you agree to cooperate with them, these guys will only keep asking for more benefits. And you also listen As for what I just said, it is obviously the attitude of superiors towards subordinates, and it is even more impossible for goblins to accept my conditions, they do not trust wizards to the same degree as centaurs."

"Then you still tell him so much?" Angela asked again.

"Because this has to be done slowly." Toby went to his desk and wrote a quick letter, then immediately found an owl and posted it.

"It's time for William to do something other than work - the best way to deal with goblins is to give them a really tough promise and then ease up a little bit until they let go, which is how I've dealt with them before .After it's almost finished, it's probably time for me to help William fulfill his wish."

"He has always hoped that he can return to his ethnic group with a more important identity. Whether this can be done depends on his ability."

Angela still couldn't understand.

"So what exactly are you going to do?"

Toby glanced at her with some distaste: "Of course, the goblins should be restrained first. William will continue to negotiate terms with them in the process, lower their vigilance against me, and win over some people by the way—these are all It's a very simple trick, you don't think my ace spellbreaker is really just a name earned purely through merit?"

"It's not easy for a wizard who has the ability to become a spellbreaker. If you want to stand out from these guys, you must properly destroy their prestige. Then Gringotts will pay more and more attention to me. More support and help—forget it, you don’t have to know this, you don’t have a job anyway.”

Although Angela has little life experience, she can still tell the good from the bad.

"Why am I unemployed? Is a teaching assistant counted as a job?"

"That's right, teaching assistant. I only have two teaching assistants in total, but you are still ranked No. 2 in terms of usefulness."

Al laughed "Yeah!" holding his stomach, and Angela turned her head to stare at it maliciously.

At this time, Toby pointed to a large pile of manuscripts on the desk and said, "If you really want to prove your usefulness, you might as well help me check these manuscripts for typos."

"Is this the new book you wrote recently?"

Angela picked up the manuscript and looked at it. She said unwillingly: "I remember that you gave this job to a first-year freshman at the beginning, so I'm ashamed to let me do such a simple job—wait a minute, "Ancient and Dark Arts?"

Angela rubbed her eyes carefully, and when she looked at the manuscript paper again, she found that the title was still the same.

"Why did you suddenly start studying black magic?" Angela stared at Toby and asked, "Isn't it because of Snape? You are worried that he will go astray, so you use this method help him?"

Toby looked at Angela in shock: "Isn't black magic enough to be crooked enough? There's no way for him to go crooked. What do you have in your head?"

Angela froze for a moment, Al patted the back of her hand in relief, making her bow her head in embarrassment.

"Then this is."

"Of course I have to prepare to deal with the dark wizard."

Toby counted on his fingers: "Mysterious Man, Grindelwald, and Haierbo, there are too many enemies, and I can't become a god of death to kill them all at once, so I have to teach the students in advance how to deal with them." Do."

"You can see that this book is not used to teach students how to learn black magic, but to let them know how to deal with black magic."

The more Angela heard, the more something was wrong, and Al also looked at Toby suspiciously.

"I remember that there seems to be such a course in the school, it's called Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"I know." Toby said mysteriously: "It's not a bad thing to learn one more skill. Since Dumbledore wants to return to Hogwarts, let's see what he plans to teach the students , Is it more useful than mine?"

Seeing Toby's competitive look, Angela couldn't help muttering in her heart.

"Could it be that you don't have the confidence to be the principal? That's why you want to tell everyone that you are better than him in this way?"

Toby's expression hardened for a moment.

"How could it be that what I'm studying is ancient magic?"

"Then who would win if you and Dumbledore fought?"

"You may have to ask Merlin about this. He used Lily to postpone the duel."

"So who will win?"

"I'm half a devil now, so."

"so?"

"But Dumbledore has Fox to help, that little guy is not easy to deal with, he is much more useful than Al."

"Yeah? [What's the matter with me?]"

"But I can also use magic circles and ritual magic. The scepter and magic ball can help me a lot. But Dumbledore also has the Elder Wand, which has something to do with death, um."

Angela and Al stared at Toby together.

Toby looked lost in thought. He lowered his head and occasionally looked at the two of them secretly through the gap between the hair, and continued to pretend when he found that they hadn't looked away.

"Um"

At this time, Angela asked a very fatal question.

"The principal's office has been vacated a long time ago. When do you plan to move in?"

"I don't like Phineas Black." Toby casually found an excuse to evade, "I don't want to see him all the time when I am grading my homework. People in the Black family are not good people."

"You can hide his portrait." Angela asked puzzled: "Even if you put it in the broom, no one will blame you—maybe there will be, but I think those people are at least afraid to say it in person. .”

Toby fell silent again.

This time, Angela's mind turned very fast, and her mind became extremely bright.

"So the problem isn't just with you, it has to do with Dumbledore, right? You're grateful for what he taught you to love, but you also resent him for that, because it's so in conflict with your philosophy Now this contradiction has become so serious?"

Toby responded impatiently: "Okay, okay, I will move in, but at least I have to wait until the right time, and besides, such a big room is not suitable for students to be confined--okay, I admit it's an excuse. But stop asking."

Toby took out the sack he took out from Gringotts and said, "When the things in here are ripe, it should be the right time."

Angela stared at the pocket nervously.

"You're already half a devil, don't you even want the other half?"

Toby opened the pocket, revealing a gray, ordinary-looking, almost dead seed inside.

If dropped on the ground, the seed will immediately become as inconspicuous as a stone.

He said in a slightly indifferent tone.

"You should be thankful that all it needs is half of me."

"Hopefully it won't break my soul then."

Except for the three people present, no one knows what this seed is.

In his archaeological experience many years ago, Toby had obtained more than one Mason door, many of which were damaged during the exploration and adventure, until the last one was completely turned into ashes.

But what few people know is that mason doors also grow from trees.

This is the seed of that tree, the only seed.
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Godric's Hollow.

The Potter family is going through their happy and ordinary daily life.

Harry occasionally wrote to Cho, and he was hesitant to tell Cho that his parents were alive—a matter that he had left to make his own decisions, adding to the stress.

So Harry decided to write to his two best friends for help, but got completely different answers.

Ron: 【Seriously, buddy, I think she's going to take you for a lunatic, or a liar, don't you think it's a little too weird?I am also very happy to see your parents come back to you, but you also need to know that there was a lot of noise about their murder, so... when are you going to visit me in Diagon Alley? 】

[Fred and George are not willing to let me relax at all, they are using me like a mule, if you come, I can pretend to accompany you to see the product, let me rest for a while-it is best to come every day , if your fireplace can be used. 】

Hermione: [Don't listen to Ron - I don't know what he wrote you back, but don't listen to him.He doesn't know anything about relationships - trust, that's important.How long are you going to spend with Cho? Have you ever thought about it, Harry?If you haven't thought about it, then I suggest you think about it.In addition, if you think this time will be very long, then I also suggest that you better tell her the news as soon as possible.That's a good thing, right? 】

[In addition, my story collection is about to be completed, and I plan to find a few publishing houses to try to see if anyone is willing to help me publish this book.If it works, I'll send you a copy—even if it doesn't, I will sign the book. What message do you want?You also have to think about raising house elves. I plan to do a big job next semester, and I may need your help then. 】

After reading these two replies, Harry's intestines were full of regrets. He secretly hoped that Ron would not really think that he would go back to see him every day, and he was also praying to Merlin that Hermione's story collection would not be published successfully. .

He didn't want to have to go to Azkaban to see Hermione in the future.

James and Lily were sitting in front of the house drinking tea, they had built a shed so they could enjoy the warm sun and gentle breeze undisturbed - Muggles who walked nearby couldn't see them, and would immediately think of them. If you haven't done anything important, hurry up and take a detour.

James looked up, and he saw Hedwig flying away with two replies.

"I hope there's a letter for Autumn in there." James hoped, "I know that girl, she stayed in my team for a while, by the way, I told you the story of us winning the World Cup ?"

"It's the seventh time." Lily hugged the little black magic cat, and she said lazily, "I hope to wait for a while and listen to it again for the eighth time."

James said without hesitation: "Let's wait a little longer. Anyway, that girl is not bad. In fact, I don't see many things. The main reason is that Harry likes it, so I will tease with Sirius once in a while." He, if only you were there at the time."

Lily snorted, she looked like she was falling asleep.

So James stopped bothering her.

He looked into the distant sky, and said to himself in a very low voice: "Why hasn't Toby contacted me, has he already found a new professor of transfiguration? I still want to be a Gryffindor What about the Dean?"

"Don't you already have a job at the Ministry of Magic?" Lily asked suddenly.

"I don't have anything to do at all." James said indifferently: "I'm just staying at home today. I also worked as a teaching assistant for a period of time last year - the Funny Product Patent Office. I suspect that the affairs there have long been It was secretly controlled by Toby, and his magic array products are very popular."

"Actually, the work in the ministry is quite good." Lily said abruptly, "It sounds easy."

"And boring, too," James said, resting his head on his arm.

There was silence in the booth for a while.

"I say."

"I never took the initiative to find Toby. He invited me to be the professor and new dean of the Transfiguration class."

"It's really you!"

(End of this chapter)