Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 48 Interview
The results of the candidates for the interview came out the next morning, and some students found a small note next to their pillows after waking up, with the name of the professor they wanted to interview written on it, as well as the specific interview time.

"It's Professor Haimer!"

Ron's exclamation attracted the attention of several other roommates, and Dean jumped off the bed. He looked over Ron's shoulder and looked at the note: "It's really Professor Haimer!"

Then Dean stared at Ron with a complicated look, and Seamus had exactly the same look as him.

Dean, Seamus, Neville, Harry, and Ron are roommates.Ron soon discovered that the eyes of the two people were very strange: "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Because that's Professor Highmore." Dean sighed and said, "Good luck, buddy."

Seamus also patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "I hope you can walk out of Professor Haimer's office alive."

"Stop joking." Ron pushed Seamus away impatiently: "This is an interview, a legitimate interview, and Professor Highmore won't do anything to me."

Then Ron asked Harry as if asking for help, "Did you say so, Harry?"

The only people in the dormitory who didn't respond were Harry and Neville, but Neville started looking for his pet Raffle as soon as he opened his eyes, which had almost become his daily job.

Harry, on the other hand, threw the note in his hand aside in disappointment.

"you also have?"

Ron walked over to pick up the note and glanced at it. He finally understood why Harry didn't want to talk.

"It turned out to be Professor Quirrell, well, I wish you good luck too."

Everyone knows how boring Professor Quirrell is. He has made Defense Against the Dark Arts a joke.

When the two came to the common room, Hermione waved the note in her hand as soon as she saw them, only to find that both of them had a note.

"Who are you going to interview?"

"I'm Professor Highmore, Harry is Quirrell, what about you?"

"Oops, I'm Professor Quirrell too."

After getting the answer, Hermione immediately stuffed Ron with a densely written parchment.

Ron was pleasantly surprised: "You are finally willing to let us copy your homework? Which class is this, Transfiguration?"

"What are you thinking about?" Hermione glared at him, and hurriedly said, "These are the questions I originally planned to ask Professor Haimer, please memorize them quickly—"

"Are you kidding?" Ron was shocked. He glanced down at the question, which was as long as a ten-inch paper, and said in an affirmative tone: "You're just joking, and you remember my name wrong, My name is Ron, not a second Hermione, and not Percy—"

"I seem to hear someone calling my name."

Fully dressed Percy walked into the common room, the prefect badge pinned to his witch robe on his chest, polished and shiny.

He saw the note with Professor Haimer's name on it, and asked curiously, "Whose note is this?"

"Mine," said Ron.

Percy shook his head regretfully, and he took out an identical note from his pocket: "I didn't expect you to be my partner, but this is also good, remember to find me in the common room after dinner, and I will bring You go to the Office of Ancient Magic."

"Shut up," said Ron, "don't speak to me in that commanding tone."

"Why not? I'm your brother, and I'm a prefect. Do you know how to interview a professor?" Percy brushed off the prefect badge on his chest: "At least a prefect is always better than a freshman." experienced."

While the two were arguing, Percy's words reminded Harry that he didn't know what to do to prepare. In order to avoid disturbing the normal teaching, they didn't have much time to interview the professor.

"Okay." Facing Harry's eyes asking for help, Hermione agreed helplessly: "I just need to make more preparations, I hope the African prince that Professor Quirrell said is true, and this will make the interview more interesting." It's more fun."

Most of the interviews with professors are in the evening, that is, after dinner.

When Ron returned to the common room after dinner, Harry and Hermione had already set off. Ron watched in disgust as Percy wiped the prefect badge over and over again.

"Are you finished yet?"

When Percy was about to wipe the prefect's badge for the seventh time, Ron finally couldn't help but said, "Are you going to blind Professor Highmore's eyes with it?"

Percy put the tissue down, and as he picked up the interview parchment and quill, Ron saw his hands shaking.

"Aren't you nervous?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"How is it possible?" Percy laughed dryly twice, further confirming Ron's guess.

Ron was silent for a while, and he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I'm also a little scared, after all, I've been locked up twice."

The two of them looked at each other silently, with a hint of sympathy for each other.

That is Professor Haimer who is known as the devil, how could anyone not be afraid of him.

No matter how much Percy liked to behave, he didn't dare to maintain order in Professor Highmore's class, because no one in the ancient magic class dared to disturb the order, even the students in Slytherin House behaved obediently.

Headmaster Snape would never stand up for them in matters related to Ancient Magic.

In other words, Professor Highmore's terror has spread to other professors.

Percy and Ron left the common room in silence. This was almost the best moment in the brothers' life, and this emotion reached its peak in front of the door of the ancient magic professor's office.

They exchanged one last look before Percy knocked softly on the door.

"Please come in."

Professor Haimer's voice came from the room.

Percy pushed the door open, and Ron followed him cautiously.

The ancient magic office was still the same, full of strange collections everywhere. It was the first time for Percy to visit this office, and he was taken aback by the pharaoh's coffin staring at the door.

Only Ron knows that today's atmosphere is already very good, at least the lights are bright enough, and there is a lot less sense of peeping, and even one piece of collection is missing-the black armor is gone, and I hope that the future collection will return. Can be less.

They walked to the desk, and Toby was staring at them. His hair was neatly brushed back on his head, but both of them knew that this didn't mean that Professor Highmore was easy to mess with. His state had been erratic.

Percy was about to explain why he came, but Toby spoke first: "Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley, what do you want to drink?"

"Oh?" Ron was stunned. It turned out that he could drink in the ancient magic office, which was completely different from when he was in confinement.

In the end, the two shirked and asked for two cups of pumpkin juice, but they didn't dare to ask too much.

Toby smiled slowly: "It seems that you are going to interview my students, so let's start now."

Ron noticed that there was something wrong with Professor Haimer today, not only compared to when he was in confinement, even when facing outstanding students, he was slightly different. All in all, he seemed more cordial.

Percy kept silent, but Ron once again used his housekeeping skills - his mouth turned faster than his brain.

"Did anything good happen today, Professor?"

Toby turned his gaze to Ron, and Percy was sweating nervously. He thought of many escape plans with Ron in an instant, but Ron in each plan would greatly increase the chance of failure. .

"There is a good thing."

Toby smiled and said, "Because the trial period is over."

"Probationary period?" Ron asked curiously, "Didn't you pass the probationary period of the professor long ago?"

Toby stretched out a finger and shook it left and right; "It's not my trial period, but yours, it's the students' trial period."

"Let the interview begin, it's time for you to see me for who I am."

real face?

Ron blinked in confusion, was it the "true face" that Harry was referring to?

Doesn't this mean that today is the day of my own death?
(End of this chapter)