Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

After all the exams, Quirrell witnessed Dumbledore leave the school with Toby.

His forged letters worked.

Thanks to the recent reports, Quirrell made good use of the conflict between Lucius Malfoy and Toby, informing him to go to the Ministry of Magic tonight, in order to confirm that Lucius got more Evidence of evil.

And Dumbledore naturally wants to take it along, because he is the headmaster of Hogwarts and the most powerful white wizard in the world.Only when these two people have left the school will Quirrell have the chance to attack the Sorcerer's Stone.

Just tonight, the opportunity finally came.

On the other side, Harry returned to the dormitory with Ron after dinner.

"it is finally over."

Ron lay on the bed hard, and he said comfortably: "There is still a week to know the results, we should really have more fun. Do you think Professor Highmore thinks the same, so he Will you tell us the results of the ancient magic test in advance? Harry, what do you think? Harry?"

Ron tilted his neck and looked at Harry's bed, and he was suddenly stunned.

Harry was gone.

At the same time, Harry was coming out of the passageway of the common room, his heart was beating fast, and he was tightly clutching a note that inexplicably appeared beside his bed, which read——

[You know I know your parents, Harry.I have never given up on the method of saving them, which involves the most mysterious magic - resurrection from the dead.Come to the prize room on the fourth floor and don't tell anyone else. 】

[——Toby Hemmerliu. 】

Harry started to run in the corridor little by little, his mind was about to explode - he should have thought of it, Professor Highmore knew his parents, and in today's exam, Professor Highmore mentioned the test results It was obvious that there was something covered up at the time, and he didn't fully say the rest of the words.

[It seems that you are also talented in ancient magic, just like...]

Like who is it?

Is it his father or his mother?

The more Harry thought about it, the more it seemed possible—Professor Highmore was obviously not an ordinary Slytherin, and he would even fight against his classmates from the same house, so his friends could only be students from other houses—always Gryffindor against Slytherin is the most suitable choice.

But why did Professor Heimer refuse to tell him at first? Are you testing him?

Harry could only think in this direction, because Professor Highmore had one of the biggest differences from other professors—he hadn't paid attention to the identity of his Boy Who Lived from the beginning, which was extremely unusual.

The moonlight shines on the corridor floor along the window. It is not yet the curfew time. This is exactly in line with Professor Hemmer's style. He will not let students violate the rules without discipline.

Could it be because of the mirror?Dumbledore lied to him?

Harry suddenly remembered the Mirror of Erised he had encountered before. Although Principal Dumbledore had explained the mystery of the mirror to him, what if it happened?

What if, he could really see his parents again?

Harry ran to the door of the trophy display room out of breath. He shouted excitedly: "Professor Heimer, everything you said is true——"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Quirrell, who had been waiting for a long time, pointed his wand at Harry and said aloud: "Collapse."

Harry rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

On the other side, in the Gryffindor common room.

Hermione hurriedly asked Ron, "What do you mean Harry disappeared suddenly? Didn't you stay together all the time?"

"That's what it was." Ron said anxiously, "But I just lay on the bed for a short while, and when I looked up again, Harry was gone."

"How is this possible?" Hermione paced uneasily in front of the fire: "He has no reason not to tell you the reason. Is there anything that Harry needs to do without telling us?"

The two people thought carefully for a while, and it didn't take long before their eyes suddenly widened and they looked at each other again.

"Magic stone!"

Ron said in horror: "I thought Harry had given up. Could it be that he has been hiding it from us?"

"Oops." Hermione murmured, "He couldn't help but look for the mysterious man, right? Do you still remember Harry's reaction after knowing that the mysterious man wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Of course I remember." Ron nodded quickly, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute."

He quickly ran back to the dormitory, and ran back after a while, holding a ball of water-like objects in his hand.

"Harry didn't even wear the Invisibility Cloak, it was his father's Invisibility Cloak."

Ron no longer dared to think about what this meant.

"Harry went to seek revenge on the mysterious man, and he didn't even plan to come back alive. There is no way he would deliberately violate the curfew school rules at this time. Gryffindor's points will be deducted!"

The two looked at each other in astonishment again.

"How long has Harry been gone?"

"It won't be long. If we chase him now, it might still be too late."

"Okay...Okay, okay! Let's go find Harry now. I hope he hasn't passed the level of protecting the Sorcerer's Stone. I remember there are many ways. It's not just one set by a professor. organ--"

"Uh-hey, what are you talking about?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and Neville appeared at the entrance of the common room at some point. He was holding Leif in his hand. It seemed that his pet had wasted a lot of efforts in order to be free.

Ron winked at Hermione wildly, and Neville stared at their guilty faces suspiciously.

"You are planning to go out again." He said: "I thought I heard Harry, what happened to him? Why isn't Harry here?"

"No, no." Ron quickly concealed: "Harry, he—"

"Don't even think about fooling me!" Neville suddenly yelled, scaring Ron so much that he jumped back and almost fell over.

"I knew Harry was going to cause trouble for Gryffindor. I've been watching you secretly. Gryffindor can't lose any more points." Neville said sternly: "The bottom one, in Among the four colleges, we are the last one."

"Oh, Neville." Hermione tried to comfort her, "You don't understand, this is very important."

"No! I understand very well!" Neville blushed, and he bravely interrupted: "I know you all think the same as me, and you all feel that you must find Harry as soon as possible before the professor finds him—I I want to go with you too!"

"You didn't even - huh?" Ron was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Harry needs help, and I can probably understand his thoughts." Neville was still saying, "I have also experienced his feelings. He has helped our family before, and now it is my turn to help him."

Ron was completely confused - how did Neville become so assertive all of a sudden?Still pretending to be planning for Harry?When did their relationship become so good?

Hermione asked curiously, "Is it because of your own wand? Does it really work? Can it change the character of the user?"

The fact that Neville had two wands in total was accidentally exposed, and he was always forgetful at first, and it was hard not to be noticed by others, let alone Harry and Ron who were in the same dormitory.

"I guess that's what it is, it's hard to say."

Neville walked up to Ron: "Is this an invisibility cloak, really cool."

"It's Harry's." Ron said, putting the Invisibility Cloak on the three of them.

He sighed at last.

"When will it be my turn to be lucky...Whether it's a wand, an invisibility cloak, or even a decent pet."

At the same time, in the distant night sky, two thestrals flew side by side in the clouds.

Dumbledore's posture was stable, but Toby could not sit comfortably. Al huddled in his collar, his mouth opened and made a purring noise in the gust of wind.

"I hate thestrals, it's much worse than flying carpets."

Dumbledore just smiled and said: "I like these animals very much. Hagrid has trained them very well and they are very suitable for long distance travel."

At this moment, the magic ball floated out of Toby's pocket automatically, and the surface emitted a faint gleam.

This is a sign that the mechanism protecting the Magic Stone has been invaded.

Toby looked at Dumbledore sharply: "The mysterious man finally took action, but it happened tonight... No! This is not a coincidence. We seem to have been deceived, Headmaster."

Dumbledore's eyes became serious little by little.

"Yes, Toby." He said in a complicated tone: "Go back quickly, go back to Hogwarts quickly."

Toby heard something was wrong: "What about you, principal? Aren't you going back with me?"

"I've got to go a long way."

Dumbledore said calmly, his eyes shining behind his lenses.

"Albania might be a good option."

Albania?

"Why Albania?" Toby asked puzzled.

"Because according to the rumors, that's where Voldemort is hiding." Dumbledore explained, and then he didn't give Toby any more chances to ask questions, and disappeared with a loud noise.

"Oh my God, that's it again."

Toby had no choice but to ask the Thestral to stop. He patted Al on the collar: "It's time to take out the elixir. I hope it won't work."

Felicians don't always work, especially in the face of extremely powerful black magic.

Al took out the well-preserved Felix Elixir, and together with Toby, divided the small amount of potion into two portions and took them in half.

Toby finally patted the Thestral under his body: "Remember to return to school with your companions the same way, fly higher, and don't be seen by Muggles."

Al tilted his neck and looked at Toby: "Yeah?"

"No, don't use Thestrals, it's a waste of time, it's going to be bad if you don't have time to go back to school—don't worry, Al, we've all drank Felicia, so it won't even help us a little .”

Toby held on to Al who was trying to escape. He took a deep breath and silently calculated the distance between this place and Hogwarts.

"I hate apparating at a distance."

With another crackling sound, Toby and El Qiqi disappeared into the air and disappeared.