Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 53 Quidditch Competition

A cold voice came, and an unexpected visitor appeared in the ancient magic office—Snape came to the office at some unknown time, and he did not greet Toby in advance.

"Who am I to be."

Toby closed the door casually: "It turns out he is my sworn enemy."

That's pretty much what Snape called Toby in the interview, except he didn't say it explicitly.

Toby went to sit on the velvet sofa, he looked out the window, it was still morning.

"You came to see me for a drink?"

Toby obviously didn't take Snape's interview seriously, he conjured up two glasses of lemonade and said, "I'd better drink these things, I don't want to go to class drunk in the afternoon."

Snape sat down across from Toby.

"Teacher commendation meeting?" He sneered: "What are you going to do with the teacher's commendation meeting? Do you use the name of the most popular professor to increase your impression in the hearts of the students? So that you can successfully become the future principal? "

"Tsk tsk tsk." Toby raised a finger and shook it again, and Al gave Snape a slight tongue in disgust.

Toby didn't bother to explain, he asked, "What on earth are you here for today? Don't say it's to visit my collection, but if you're really interested, you can take the magic coffin away and lie in it to sleep Still pretty comfortable."

Snape stared straight at Toby, the corners of his mouth twisted unnaturally.

Toby continued: "Or are you going to talk to me about James' child? The Quidditch season is approaching, and you're worried that he'll be as good as James, and you're nervous?"

Snape's face suddenly became much more gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sense of danger.

"Oh, come on!"

Toby suddenly became as disgusted as Al: "Is it so difficult to speak out? You don't need to worry about the injury. The traces left by black magic are almost irreversible. You should be glad that it was just Scarred me instead of actually crippling me."

"I've never been lucky."

Snape snorted coldly and strode out of the office.

Worried that Harry is as good as James at Quidditch?
This was obviously just Toby's unintentional words, but unexpectedly, it was fulfilled in front of the teachers and students of the school.

On the Quidditch pitch on Saturday, in Harry Potter's first match, he caught the Snitch beautifully and quickly, if Marcus Flint hadn't hit him hard in the middle , the entire game schedule can be shortened a bit.

“Deservedly the best!”

The narrator Lee Jordan grabbed the microphone tightly and shouted: "Even the Slytherin players can't find anything wrong with them, their faces are all red! Quick! Someone take this scene! I want to This picture hangs above my bed and I dream every day of their humiliation!"

Even Professor McGonagall didn't stop Lee's nonsense anymore. As a first-year Seeker, Harry's performance was too good. His flying skills were far from those of a broomstick beginner How long have you been a Muggle-born.

"Whoa - bad."

Toby almost forgot that he was sitting next to Snape. As expected, Snape's face was distorted in anger, and there was infinite anger in his eyes.

Toby had no choice but to turn his head and look at Quirrell on the other side: "It was a wonderful game, what do you think?"

Quirrell hurriedly hid the expression on his face, pretending to be excited and nodded.

After all, he still didn't dare to touch Harry's broom in the game, not only because of Toby's presence, but also because he didn't want to cause extra trouble before the results of the most popular professor vote came out—he still longed for this honor, It's also fortunate that Voldemort didn't come forward to give him orders, otherwise Quirrell wouldn't dare to pretend that he didn't dare to do anything.

After this wonderful game, Harry has officially cleared the sin of being deducted a large number of points. Everyone can see his potential, and maybe he can look forward to Gryffindor winning this year's Quidditch cup.

"If you ask me, it's a great thing."

In the cabin, Hagrid was entertaining Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and he was still trying to persuade: "You shouldn't go after Nick Flamel at all, if you accidentally get caught again What about the score?"

The three exchanged glances, and finally Harry asked: "Hagrid, since Lu Wei is gone, is there still a guard in that room? What if the thief is really at the school?"

Hagrid put down the teapot heavily: "This is none of your business, but I can tell you very clearly that Lu Wei left, but Principal Dumbledore got Toby's help soon, now you understand ? The principal trusts Toby, otherwise it would be impossible for him to set up a second agency."

On the way back to the castle, the three were still discussing the news.

"So, at least Professor Haimer is not suspected."

Ron said: "The reason why you suspected Snape before was because he was a classmate of Professor Haimer. If Professor Haimer is not suspected, then Snape is also gone."

"Yeah, Harry." Hermione also said her own thoughts: "You should have read Professor Highmore's interviews, and you clearly know that he is not that kind of person."

Harry looked at the two suspiciously: "I really hope this is just my illusion, but why are you all talking for Professor Highmore?"

"Because you're the only one who thinks he's a bad guy." Ron said, "both Percy and I have received Bill's reply. He really got the help of Professor Highmore, and his work is going smoothly now."

"I've been to Professor Highmore's office so many times." Hermione said, "All his behaviors are explained in the interview, except for a little trivial hobby."

Hermione was referring to the two moving skeletons, though their heads hadn't been put on until now.

Harry didn't bother explaining to the two of them. He had another worry that he hadn't revealed to the two of them—the Sorting Hat had considered sorting him into Slytherin, but it just happened to show up at the Leaky Cauldron in advance. Professor Highmore is a Slytherin.

Harry had been worrying that he might know something, maybe he had seen the secret ahead of time?

But Harry didn't dare to tell anyone about it, because Hagrid told him in Diagon Alley that the mysterious man was a Slytherin, which made Harry resist this academy from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't want to be accepted as a Slytherin. Be a part of Slytherin.

In other words, even if there was no such thing as a small package, Harry still wanted to investigate Professor Highmore carefully.

He'd already thought of clues - Nearly Headless Nick, who had said something inexplicable at the start-of-term dinner, obviously knew something.

Among them, perhaps also include the true face of Professor Haimo.

(End of this chapter)