Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 430 Seed
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James felt betrayed.

He jumped up from his chair all at once, staring at Lily speechlessly.

"My transfiguration class has never been worse than yours." Lily said without looking away.

"This has nothing to do with Transfiguration!" James shouted in despair, "That's the head of Gryffindor! The head of Gryffindor!"

There was no house where students didn't want to be Headmaster, not even someone like Snape.

Harry's head stuck out of the window: "Dean? Ms. McGonagall is here? Hasn't she resigned?"

"Come down with the broom, Harry." Lily hooked her hands together and said, "Your dear father needs medical treatment—play Quidditch with him."

"Oh." Although he didn't understand, Harry immediately retracted his head, and after a while he walked out of the house with two brooms in his hands.

"Let's forget it." James stood up frustrated: "I'm going to stay at Sirius' house for a while, and the full moon is coming soon, so Lupine needs someone to watch over him."

"Didn't you prepare wolfbane potion?" Lily asked.

"Ready, but." James said in a low voice, "That's the old house of the Black family, and no one can guarantee that no one will break in—for example, Regulus."

"Dumbledore knew about this?" Lily asked cautiously.

James nodded, and he said, "I can understand your worry, but he has already arranged for someone to trouble us at this time."

Although he couldn't hear it clearly, Harry could probably guess what his parents were talking about.

Ever since Sirius and Lupine lived in the old Black family home, they had never encountered anything risky—until this full moon.

If anyone wants to play against them, this is the best time.

And it seems that Dumbledore also acquiesced in such a risky behavior of the two.

"I also need to go--"

"You stay with mom at home." James interrupted without refusal: "After I leave, it will be up to you to protect her."

Harry froze for a moment, looking at the two brooms in his hand, then at Lily.

"And shall we play Quidditch together?"
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12 Grimmauld Place.

There were many pedestrians on the street, but no one could see the unique house number, and even James who just appeared at the door did not attract anyone's attention.

"The protective magic is well prepared"

James said and knocked on the door, and after a while, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the house.

Lupine's voice came from inside: "Which of my course did you copy the answers to for the final exam of the first grade?"

"None," said James. "You never cheated on a test."

"correct answer."

The door opened, revealing Lupine's pale face, and he gave James a forced smile.

James walked into the house, then turned and closed the door.

"You didn't go to work?"

"Not many people will care about the work of the Werewolf Registry, even if I don't go there, no one will be suspicious."

"Sounds like a fight with the Centaur Liaison Office—what about the others?"

"follow me."

Lupine led James from the hall to the stairs, and continued up the stairs.

James looked at the terrible environment in the house, and he said with disgust: "You and Sirius didn't think about cleaning it up?"

"I usually have work to do." Lupine said helplessly: "Sirius always used Azkaban as an excuse. He said that this place is at least much better than a prison, so he refused to clean it no matter what——I doubt that he is here. Something went wrong."

Lupine pointed to his brain and said, "It may be that the dead rats have eaten too much."

James sighed: "I'll try to persuade him later, or maybe a hostess is needed here—do you understand what I mean? Tonks has Tonks at home, and now I have Lily at home. The house was cleaned very well.”

Lupine frowned and stared at James: "Mistress? You hope Sirius will fall in love? Just because of his kind?"

James knew that Lupine didn't despise Sirius, but too much—Sirius had never been short of girls, but he only liked adventure and play.

It is estimated that it is the sequelae of living in the Black family for a long time, which makes Sirius reluctant to return to a regular and rigid life.

"Then it's up to you." James had high hopes for Lupine.

But before Lupine opened his mouth to refute, James said again: "But it doesn't seem to be very good. The only thing a good student like you can find is a very active girlfriend. Passive ones are not suitable for you-what good are two pieces of wood?" Talking about it, are you right—Tonks, why are you here? I thought it was only Moody."

Just as Lupine opened the room belonging to Regulus, Tonks, who was lying behind the door and eavesdropping on the movement in the corridor, was discovered by the two.

Not far behind her, Sirius and Moody were discussing something seriously. They all held their own wands and repeatedly cast various protective spells around them, so as not to be careless at night. Let the werewolf escape.

Tonks didn't answer James' doubts. She still maintained an eavesdropping posture, raised her head and asked, "Wood? Where are the two pieces of wood?"

"She is here to help." Lupine had no choice but to explain himself: "She is also Moody's disciple. She knew the news in advance on the way to bring Moody here, so she thought of helping me. We have cooperated before. Many times, when looking for werewolves."

James didn't pursue it any further.

Of course, the more helpers, the better, otherwise, who knows if it will be Regulus or a group of "friends" led by him at night.

"Good afternoon, Moody."

"Hello, lucky boy."

Moody's magic eyes immediately looked at James, and his tone was a bit weird: "I've been wanting to visit your house, I heard that Lily Evans is back, and Harry Potter is safe and well— — it seems like all the good luck has come to your family."

"That must be limited to four years." James suddenly realized after saying this.

"You don't suspect that our family is all spies? That's why we get so many benefits? But Harry is so young."

"The most inconspicuous is the most dangerous." Moody admitted bluntly, "But I trust Albus's judgment. He has no doubts about you."

"You're still the same." After expressing his emotions, James turned his head and made a face at Sirius, but Sirius was in no mood to laugh.

"When are you going to invite us over?" He asked in a gloomy tone, obviously still sullen.

"After this full moon." James said helplessly: "Some small things happened at home before, that is, the two times when Toby and Dumbledore were invited to the dinner party. In short, they were quite tortured. Wait After this full moon, you should all be able to come here."

Lupine came over to ease the atmosphere and said, "Then we'll just wait."

Sirius' face didn't get any better until then.
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Hogwarts is also waiting for the full moon.

Principal's office.

Although Toby didn't officially move his office here, he still had a different password for Stone Beast.

The pronunciation is "呀".

But the real meaning is "black devil".

In the entire Hogwarts, only Al, Angela, and Toby could pronounce this password correctly.

On this day, Al asked the stone beast to get out of the way, then walked along the spiral staircase to the oak door, pushed the door open and walked in.

"It's you again, sweet little guy."

Deris Deventer was playing a card game with Armando Dippet, she smiled and said, "Why don't you see our principal come here in person?"

Al waved his paws, and it jumped to the edge of the photo frame to see what they were playing, and gave Devant a trick by the way.

"Don't make trouble." Dippet raised his beard angrily.

"I won." Deventer threw the last card on the table, and she said contentedly: "Tell me, what do you want us to do for you this time? Let me go to St. Mungo's to monitor Fudge? Or are you sending some strange patients there again?"

Phineas hid far away, and he muttered under his breath, "Just don't tell me to go back and spy on my great-great-grandson."

Al turned his head, and it gave Phineas a smirk.

Phineas froze.

"You're not the principal, you—!"

However, Al took out a note from his belly pocket, which had Toby's autograph on it.

"I've had enough, I—!"

Before Phineas finished protesting loudly, Al took out another bottle of Bluebell Flame from his belly pocket, and circled back and forth around the edge of Phineas' photo frame in a demonstration.

"You guys are too much. Tell me when."

Phineas can't do anything about Toby and Al, they are not reasonable people.

Al conveyed a time to Phineas - the full moon tonight.

Time passed quietly.

Al, who played with the Sorting Hat for a while and urged it to come up with a new song as soon as possible, left the principal's office.

It was once again repeatedly told by the Sorting Hat that the most suitable house was Gryffindor.

This is normal, because Al was originally Toby's Patronus, and it is also related to Dumbledore's education over the years.

The only thing that makes Al dissatisfied is that Toby actually gave up the dean of Gryffindor to someone else-even if that person is Lily.

It has worked so hard as an assistant for so long, it should have been promoted a long time ago-this is what Toby promised it early in the morning.

After returning to the ancient magic office, Al grabbed Toby who was preparing to travel and complained loudly.

Angela, who was also in the office, looked over curiously.

"Are you really going to make Al a professor? No. It seems that you do have this power now—hey, what about me?"

"What are you?" Toby pulled Alpa away angrily: "You two will be teaching assistants by my side first, and then I will give you another position-principal assistant. How about it, does it sound better than a professor?" Is the assistant much better?"

Angela and Al glanced at each other.

"Is there a position in the school?"

Toby smoothed his collar hard.

"There is now."
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The quiet Al walked out of the castle with Toby and Angela.

It was completely dark, and only Hagrid's cabin at the edge of the playground was still lit.

Toby and his party didn't bother him, they walked towards the center of the playground, the Whomping Willow seemed to have sensed their arrival, its long branches were fluttering restlessly.

Al took out the small flying carpet from his pocket and jumped on it. It quickly came to the trunk of the Whomping Willow, and pressed it down along the scar.

The Whomping Willow remained motionless.

Toby took a deep breath, took his left hand out of his pocket and spread it out, revealing the dry seeds held in his palm.

"Go ahead," he ordered.

Following Toby's order, Al and Angela immediately got busy.

A sufficient number of protective spells and blinders had been cast near the Whomping Willow to prevent others from seeing what was happening here.

Then Al controlled the magic ball to Toby's feet, and released a complex and mysterious magic circle in the blink of an eye, covering Toby and Whomping Willow together.

Angela tightly clutched the scepter in her hand, she was useless right now.

Toby looked up at the dark night sky - the moon was almost full.

Time passed by, and the magic circle under his feet was emitting bright light. At the moment when the full moon was about to complete, Toby suddenly moved his free arm into the air, and pulled out Al's small shovel from the air. ——Toby took it as a dagger, and swung it fiercely at his other hand, cutting the seed in half, and then blood gushed out from the split palm.

The seed seemed to be alive, it kept sucking the warm blood, and the blood streaks stretched from the cracks, trying to reclose.

"Angela." Toby said in a deep voice, while walking step by step towards the hole of the Whomping Willow tree.

Angela also started to act, the scepter in her hand emitted a thick red mist, the roar of the monster sounded at the same time as the whisper in her mouth - the ancient ritual magic was cast, and the road turned into blood in Toby Spread out underfoot.

It's just that after such a while, Toby's face has lost all color.

Enduring the feeling of weakness, he read:

"Live trees, full of magic."

"The blood of the living will wake you up."

"Born in an ancient ritual - I am willing to sacrifice everything that is insignificant about me, just to open the door to a new world."

"Come back to life. Merlin's heart."

The seed swelled up after being filled with blood, and it became the shape of a human heart, beating vigorously, like a giant drum beating.

The heart was thrown by Toby into the entrance of the Whomping Willow passage, and the trees that had been quiet suddenly spread out their branches, each branch stretched straight, and then they twisted each other, crooked out of shape.

It looked very much like a person who was suffering.

During this period, the wound in Toby's hand was still oozing blood, and the warm liquid floated out of his palm automatically, and was connected to the heart in the hole like wool, until it grew into the surrounding body. One.

In the end, the hole in the Whomping Willow disappeared, and the secret passage would disappear forever.And the Whomping Willow itself became quiet again, like a tired man bending over.

After the ceremony was completely over, Angela and Al hurried over.

Toby still stood where he was, and he exhorted very weakly: "Don't remove the magic circle, or I will pass out and come here to water it once a month. If I didn't meet Merlin, I would never Didn't guess it would be his heart. Give me the scepter, Angela."

Angela handed the scepter to Toby with a worried expression on her face, and he clenched it tightly.

"I've been wondering if it's Merlin's spine and Merlin's brain. Compared to him, I haven't done enough"

"Help me back to the office. I need to know if someone will trouble Lupine tonight. Otherwise, it will be difficult to hide my secret from being noticed by others. I need to find a shield."
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12 Grimmauld Place.

Lupine, who had taken the wolfsbane potion, fell into a state of incomparable weakness, and he was falling asleep while maintaining the appearance of a werewolf.

But at this time, just as others were worried, someone really took the opportunity to come back here.

Regulus looked nervously at the magic wand stretched out in front of him, and he tried to calm down: "Listen to me first——except for me and Kreacher, no one knows the location of this place, that is to say, even Grindelwald can't break your spell—that's my sincerity."

"But I still advise you not to act rashly—otherwise Kreacher will bring them all here."

"Can we have a good chat now?"

(End of this chapter)