Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 32 Assistant
"He was too much of a tyrant."

At the dinner table, Ron held the pie and muttered, "A horrible dictator, scarier than Snape and Professor McGonagall combined, did you hear what he said about after-school tutoring? What's the difference between confinement and confinement?"

Harry quickly poked Ron with his finger. He looked around, and then warned in a low voice: "Do you want this to be heard by Professor Highmore? He will definitely arrest you and torture you severely." One meal."

Ron shuddered immediately. Although Professor Highmore didn't favor Slytherin students like Snape, he also didn't favor students from other houses, let alone Gryffindor.He also had a good look at Hermione in class, and it was all because Hermione was the student who liked to answer questions the most.

Moreover, they probably knew that Professor Haimer was an extra cautious person. If it weren't for those rumors, there might not be such a thing as after-school tutoring.

"Then do you still dare to suspect that Professor Haimo is the thief?"

"Why not? I'm even more sure now. Have you ever seen such a lawless professor? He took Snape out for a fight during class, and beat Snape into such a miserable state—"

"It's really worth celebrating, but I said, if he's a thief, let him be, as long as he doesn't put me in confinement, he can steal whatever he wants, and I don't have much money for him to steal— -trouble making!"

Ron spoke the command, and the portrait of the Fat Lady wobbled forward, revealing a circular opening in the wall.

They crawled in through the hole in the wall and came to the Gryffindor common room, ready to do their homework on ancient magic with a sad face.

But today a group of people gathered in the lounge, they stood in front of a posted notice, Ron stood on tiptoe and read:
"The first flying lesson will take place on the school grounds this Thursday, with a Gryffindor and a Slytherin."

"Oops." Harry said dejectedly, "I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of Malfoy, if only Professor Highmore taught the class."

"You miss Professor Highmore now?" Ron asked with a strange expression.

"Because only he can keep Malfoy down, and this is the only class Malfoy doesn't dare to mess with at all. Didn't you notice that he didn't even dare to make fun of Hermione in Ancient Magic class?"

"It seems that this is the case, but it makes sense. He even dared to beat Snape, and he was promoted to a student of Slytherin College. Malfoy just didn't want to be beaten."

"Hey! Did I hear you speak ill of Professor Highmore behind his back?" George came out from nowhere, and Fred had the same smile on his face: "You should know that Professor Highmore will How can I teach you a lesson?"

"Shut up!" said Ron, adding: "You're not allowed to tell!"

"That's not certain,"

"It's a little tricky,"

"Who made Professor Highmore so strict?"

"There is also a mysterious magic circle——"

It occurred to Harry that they had both been taking the same ancient magic class.

"Are you also learning magic circles?" he asked.

"Of course." Fred said, "It is estimated that the content of the course at the beginning is the same as yours, except for the final homework."

George continued: "What we want to use the magic circle to describe is the healing spell. To be honest, Fred and I have never seen such a magical magic, which is between the functions of the magic spell and alchemy. Do many things."

"What is it?" Ron asked curiously.

"That's none of your business."

"Poor freshman, think about how to deal with homework."

"We just saw Marcus Flint called into the office again."

"Cedric also followed. I dare say that the kid must have no good intentions. He must have seen something."

"What is it?" Harry couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel that you two admire Professor Highmore? Am I wrong?"

George and Fred smiled mysteriously.

"It's normal for freshmen not to notice."

"You can't imagine the prospect of the magic circle."

Meanwhile, in the Office of Ancient Magic.

Toby sat behind the desk with a serious face.Al sits on his shoulders, wearing half-moon glasses, with eyes that are more serious than his.

Across from them sat Marcus Flint, Cedric Diggory, and Hermione Granger.

Hermione had already obtained part of the first draft of the next textbook as she wished, and she was busy looking down at the pages, not paying any attention to the two people next to her.

Marcus had a flattering smile on his face, but his heart was pounding. He couldn't help wondering if Professor Highmore was really eyeing Slytherin's Quidditch team, right?
He had talked to Dean Snape about it, but Snape ignored him at all, and didn't intercede for him.

As for Cedric Diggory.
He looked even more disturbed than Marcus, and he almost had a guilty conscience written on his face.

Toby remembered the student, a third-year Hufflepuff, who was doing well in class and could hardly pick a fault.

A piece of parchment with a twisted magic circle floated in front of Cedric.

"Mr Diggory."

Cedric was taken aback after hearing Professor Haimer pronounce his name, and he regretted his choice.

Toby continued: "I'm glad to see that you can turn in your homework faster than others, but in terms of quality, it's hard for me not to suspect that you deliberately messed up your homework so that you Come to the office and receive personal counseling from me."

Marcus looked at Cedric in shock—how did his brain grow so stupid that he was even more stupid than a troll?

"Explain it."

Toby said, staring closely at Cedric, and Al took out a small shovel and patted it on his hand, looking like he wanted to make you look good without saying anything.

"Professor. Me."

Cedric looked hesitantly at the small shovel in Al's hand, he was a little unsure whether the other party would really punish the students.

But he didn't want to lie anymore, so he said sincerely: "I realized the prospect of the magic circle, so I came up with such a bad idea. Before that, I had never seen a magic form that could be stored, until I Understand the magic circle. It is not like a magic wand, which needs to cast spells instantly. Instead, you can prepare it in advance, and then you only need to use the wand to activate the magic circle. On the other hand, the magic circle is not as complicated as alchemy. The perfect alternative, somewhere between wand-casting and alchemy."

"I really don't want to miss this opportunity, professor. This is a brand new magic system with broad prospects in the future, and it will even bring brand new changes to the entire magic world. However, I still notice that the magic spell has been completely converted into a magic circle." The form is very difficult and takes time to study, so I volunteered to come to you."

He cautiously raised his head to look at Professor Haimo, only to find that he was looking at him with a smile.

And from the tone of his voice, it seemed to be a genuinely friendly smile.

"Yes, Mr Diggory."

Toby appreciated: "This is one of the reasons why I will regard the magic circle as the first course taught, because the prospect is broad, and it is more complicated than the simple form of magic spells, which will help you better understand the future courses .”

Marcus had no idea what the two of them were talking about.

Hermione couldn't help but look at Cedric more, and at the same time felt a little annoyed in her heart, why didn't she think of the brand new magic system herself.

However, as a freshman who has not been in class for a long time, it is difficult for Hermione to appreciate the various forms of existence of magic. She did not expect that it was actually expected.

But Cedric is different. He is a third-year student and has a deep understanding of magic.

"But other than these?" Toby stared straight at Cedric, his gaze seemed to penetrate his heart.

"Apart from these, what else do you want?"

Cedric's face flushed suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to avoid his inner thoughts, but once again, he chose to reveal the truth.

"Honor, Professor."

Cedric stammered and said: "I hope to get more honors. Hufflepuff College has always been looked down upon by others, I don't want to continue like this, I am eager to win honors, let Hufflepuff College be more Let everyone know that this is not a college where only unwanted students come in."

Marcus despised Cedric's thoughts, but he didn't dare to show it. Al was staring at him, and the small shovel was swinging faster and faster.

Hermione looked at Cedric more often, but she still refused to admit defeat and said in her heart: "Gryffindor is the best house."

Toby didn't respond immediately, he pondered for a while.

"I remember that you are a third-year student. If you count from this year, you can still stay at Hogwarts for five years?"

"Forehead"

"What? Am I doing the math wrong? Or are you planning to drop out of school early? Or maybe you won't live to graduate? I must warn you that studying ancient magic is a very dangerous thing, sometimes even embarrassing. of werewolves will give up halfway."

"Werewolves? That's not what I mean, Professor, I know that taking honor is a risk—"

"Honor, honor, no matter how important honor is, it is not as important as life. Don't mention this word in front of me in the future."

"Okay, Professor."

Cedric was confused.

Toby glanced casually at Hermione.

The little girl froze for a moment, and immediately hugged the first draft in her arms, staring at Cedric with vigilant eyes.

"That's how it is," Toby said, looking away, "You will be Al's assistant from now on."

"Mr. Al's assistant?" Cedric took a lot of effort to add the word "Mr.".

"That's right, the assistant's assistant."

Toby decided, "Do you agree, Mr. Diggory?"

Cedric blinked as he finally realized what had happened - he had succeeded!
"Of course, sir." He couldn't help being surprised.

Al jumped off Toby's shoulder, sticking out a paw.

Cedric shook hands quickly: "Oh, and Mr. Al."

Fortunately, he took the protection of magical animals class, and in the next class, he will ask Professor Kettleburn how to take care of Niu Niu.

Finally, Toby shifted his gaze to Marcus, who looked puzzled.

"Did you find Dean Snape?" He asked calmly, "You sued him?"

Marcus was taken aback, his mouth turned faster than his head, and he blurted out: "There is such a thing, but didn't you ask us to go to the dean?"

Toby didn't look at him again, but looked at Cedric: "As an assistant's assistant, today you have the first task, which is to teach Marcus to draw the magic circle of the levitation spell, which is not good for you. Not difficult."

Then he looked at the stunned Marcus: "Don't tell me that you know everything, and you are not allowed to bully Mr. Diggory with the excuse of being older. I will go to Dean Sprout to talk about the matter now, and hope to wait You've learned it when I come back."

"Otherwise, I will teach you personally."

With cold sweat streaming down Marcus' forehead, Cedric took out the parchment and notes, ready to complete the first task of the day perfectly.

Hermione tried her best not to raise her head, and she kept whispering in her heart: "Don't mess with Professor Higher, don't mess with Professor Higher"

Toby took Al out of the office and wandered slowly in the corridor.

"ah!"

"You mean the Slug Club? It's getting more and more like that. Of course, if you get rid of Marcus Flint, I'm not going to bring in trolls."

(End of this chapter)