Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 29
[There is a legend circulating in distant Hogwarts, where a devil named Toby Highmore lives. 】

[He has a lovely assistant, Mr. Al, who brought the flying carpet of prohibited items from nowhere. 】

[He also has a terrible old mantra called "Have you finished your homework yet?"]

【Never meet him unless you've done all your homework and have no problems. 】

[But this is impossible, because you can never imagine the vastness and mystery of ancient magic. 】

[I'm glad you didn't meet Toby Highmore, no matter when he was. 】

[Sternness in class, ink marks after class, and occasional mischievousness. 】

[It is rumored that the switch for personality change is hidden in his hair. 】

[When it droops in front of your face, remember to stay away from him. 】

[Even if it is combed to the back of the head, don't approach it rashly. 】

[Because he is Toby Highmore, the devil who teaches ancient magic. 】

[This is a legend circulating in Hogwarts, the -biography-say of the distant Hogwarts! 】

When the Sorting Hat ended, Dumbledore smiled and applauded lightly.

"I'll probably sing that song at the commencement dinner next year."

The Sorting Hat smashed his mouth and said, seeming to be full of meaning.

And Toby on the other side of the desk was about to die of anger!

"That's how they programmed me!"

He stood up and shouted angrily: "I worked so hard to teach them ancient magic, and I also tried my best to check their homework, but this group of students arranged me like this!"

"Calm down, Toby." Dumbledore said with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "I usually call this the beginning of students accepting you. As a professor who has been in class for less than a week, this is definitely a good sign. "

"Really?" Toby asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's fake!" Phineas in the principal's portrait mocked: "Hate has nothing to do with acceptance, it's always just hate, don't listen to Dumbledore's nonsense, he's just fooling you. I said, we should hang those students up and clean them up one by one, that's what Slytherins would do!"

"Shut up! Phineas!" The witch in another portrait pointed a wand at him: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will make you look good!"

"But I still trust Principal Black." Toby shrugged his shoulders and said, "He is the most unpopular principal ever, and he must have a wealth of experience in dealing with students' disgust."

"All right, Toby."

Dumbledore quickly changed the subject: "I didn't call you here today just to let you listen to this song."

"So this can also be regarded as one of your goals, to make the Sorting Hat sing this song in front of my face?"

"No. Well, I really want to see your reaction to this song, after all, your teaching style is really different."

"Is this a compliment?"

"Unfortunately, it's not."

So Toby started fiddling with the little silver top again, pretending not to hear.

Dumbledore looked at him helplessly.

"I helped you turn down the Rita Skeeter interview," he said.

"Who's Rita Skeeter?" Toby asked finally looking up.

"A reporter who described me as a petrified old lunatic," said Dumbledore. "You should understand how much your first lessons have had an impact, especially your remarks about blood. I have tried to keep them from will infiltrate Hogwarts, and interfere with the teaching work. So if she contacts you, you must refuse her interview-"

"I see, Principal!" Toby said confidently.

Dumbledore decided to ask one more question: "What do you know?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Toby smiled mysteriously, and he leaned forward, as if to reveal some secret plan.

And he did.

"Of course it's Rita Skeeter, that woman dared to slander you like that, not to mention targeting me, I will give her a good lesson sometime. I have many interesting collections, all It was found from ancient ruins, the power is astonishing, and the consequences are also very terrible. That woman named Skeeter will see it. You don't have to worry about the problems that will be caused later. In the worst case, I will remove this part of the content Just drop it and we won’t tell it in class, so no one will know we did it.”

"What do you think of the plan, Headmaster?"

Dumbledore stared straight at Toby.

"No matter when, where, or to anyone, I warned you."

His tone was unusually harsh.

Toby looked a little confused: "What? Has the way wizards do things changed now? I remember that those Death Eaters did this when I was in school. If they are not more vicious and cunning than them, how can they defeat the enemy?"

"But it's not war anymore, and Rita Skeeter isn't a Death Eater. Well, let's move on to the next thing."

Dumbledore couldn't refuse and said: "The centaur in the Forbidden Forest found me and said that you plan to destroy the forest?"

"How is it possible!" Toby immediately denied, pointing to his shoulder: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Al! When we explored the ruins, we deliberately avoided those trees, not even the leaves that fell on the ground move."

Al nodded cooperatively, and loudly accused the horse people of nonsense.

"What relics are there in the Forbidden Forest?" asked Dumbledore.

"Still looking." Toby replied, "Do you know how big the Forbidden Forest is? Professor Kettleburn has spent half his life exploring the Forbidden Forest. One day I will find it."

"Don't do this again." Dumbledore's tone became severe again: "You—"

"Wait a minute, Headmaster."

Toby interrupted suddenly.

This time it was replaced by Toby staring directly at Dumbledore, and he asked tentatively: "If my feeling is correct, did you ask me to lecture you this time?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Are you kidding?!"

Toby jumped up suddenly: "I have graduated now, even a professor in the school, but I was arrested to listen to the principal's lecture?"

A smile reappeared on Dumbledore's face: "It's hard to say whether this makes any difference. But in my eyes, you are all just students, and there is still a lot to learn."

"Oh, come on." Toby said, about to leave the principal's office: "I still have a lot of things to do, and those homework alone are enough to give me a headache. How can I have time to listen to these things I have been hearing since I went to school?" nagging."

He pulled the door open forcefully, only to see Snape just walking outside.

"This?"

Toby turned his head back and forth in confusion, and finally asked Dumbledore behind the desk:
"He also came to be trained?"

(End of this chapter)