Hogwarts Archaeologist Toby

While an unknown battle was taking place in the Forbidden Forest, the new trio in the castle finally arrived in the corridor on the fourth floor. They quietly arrived at the door of the room on the far right.

Hermione glanced at her two companions, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

With the creaking sound of the door opening, the three immediately found the silver armor standing above the trapdoor, and also saw the long ax held in its hand.

Ron shuddered: "What the hell is this? We will be hacked to death by it, do you have a way to deal with it?"

No matter how confident Neville was, he shook his head, but Hermione suddenly whispered, "Don't you think it looks like Professor Highmore's collection? Look at its weapons—except for the color, they are exactly the same as the ones we have seen before." "

The longaxe had left a deep impression on them, and from the very beginning they felt that the armor must be easy to mess with.

At the same time, the armor moved accordingly.

It placed the long ax in front of him, performed a standard knight's salute, and then stared at the three of them fixedly, motionless.

"What is it doing?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"I am not sure as well......"

Although Hermione answered in this way, she took the initiative to stand up, followed the other party's movements in a decent manner, and returned a salute carefully.

Thanks to Hermione's quick enough reaction, and thanks to Neville's timely stop of Ron's hand that wanted to pull Hermione back - in just one second, the armor raised its long ax towards them and rushed towards them, and finally in time. Stopped in the middle, motionless.

"what--"

Hermione screamed and fell to the ground in fright, and Neville was also stunned by the reaction of the armor.

Ron quickly pulled the two of them up. Just as he was about to put the cloak of invisibility back on the three of them, he found that the armor turned sideways to get out of the way to the trapdoor.

"We've passed it? What does that mean?"

As soon as Ron finished talking to himself, he got angry at the two of them: "What were you doing just now? At least you should inform me in advance. Am I the only normal person here?"

Hermione panted and defended: "I have been in touch with Professor Haimer's collection of skulls, but I later found out that I misunderstood them. I thought the armor was similar just now. I wanted to communicate with us, but the way of communication is a bit unique."

Neville followed suit and said, "I believed in Professor Haimer, thinking that his collection would not kill us, but I didn't expect—"

Ron looked at them fixedly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Listen, I'm very grateful to Professor Highmore, but aren't you taking too much risk? Don't forget he's still a black devil, he never denied it, you need to wake up quickly - Hagrid said However, Professor Haimo is the only professor who has set up two organs, and the armor is only used to replace Lu Wei, who knows what other ghosts are behind it."

"Two mechanisms?" Neville nodded in shock.

Hermione put on the same expression as Ron - unbelievable.

"When did your memory become so good? Then why did you still do so poorly on the History of Magic exam?"

"Don't mention it." Ron said guiltily. He walked past the armor step by step, and only bent down when he found that the other party was really not moving, and pulled the ring on the trapdoor to open the trapdoor.

Hermione and Neville followed Ron's example and walked over. The three of them formed a circle, looking down at the unfathomable darkness inside.

"Can't see anything."?

"How should this go down?"

"Looks like I have no choice but to jump...I'll do it!"

Neville said boldly, displaying infinite courage - it would have been better if his legs weren't shaking.

The two of them helped Neville slide down the hole slowly, and in the end they only had ten fingers to cling to the edge of the hole.

He looked up at the two of them, and his face became paler and paler.

"I still have something to ask you." Neville said with trembling lips: "If something happens to me, please apologize to Professor Heimer, and write a letter to my grandma, telling her that I didn't Shame on mom and dad.”

"What?" Hermione asked in surprise.

But Neville had already loosened his fingers, and the cold, damp air whizzed by his ears.He fell, fell, fell, and—

thump.With a strange, dull thud, Neville landed on something soft.He sat up and groped around.His eyes hadn't adjusted to the dim light here.He felt as if he were sitting on some kind of plant.

"no problem--"

Neville shouted happily, and now the hole looked like a spot of light the size of a postage stamp: "It's a soft landing, you can jump—wait a minute!"

Neville suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly groped for his legs and found that they were unknowingly entangled with tentacles and could not move at all.

"What's wrong?" Ron stood by the cave entrance and asked anxiously: "Neville, what's wrong with you?"

"It's the devil's net!" Neville's horrified cry came from below the cave entrance. He never thought that his favorite herbal medicine class would one day become the culprit of his murder.

"Do you have a fire? If there is no fire, don't come down! Don't forget to write to my grandma!"

"Fire - fire!" Ron looked at Hermione. Hermione groped all over her robe and took out a sparkling glass bottle from her pocket.

"Have it!"

Hermione said in surprise.

This was her ancient magic class assignment, and it only took a simple wave of the wand to conjure blue bellflower flames.

The two immediately jumped down the hole, passed the glass bottles to each other, used the flames in the bottles to disperse the devil's net, and finally fell to the ground unharmed.

Ron tugged on his collar tightly, feeling in his heart that there were still tentacles that hadn't come off cleanly.

He let out a breath: "Phew - I finally understand why you believe in Professor Highmore so much, just using the magic circle saved our lives, don't you think so, Neville - by the way, the grandma you just mentioned What happened? What happened to your parents?"

Neville pressed his lips together tightly.

Just as Hermione quietly poked Ron's arm with her finger, trying to get him to stop asking questions, she suddenly heard Neville whisper: "They... they live in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies. It was originally The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic...the two of them have been living there for a long time since the end of the last Wizarding War...and were injured by the mysterious man's men..."

Ron froze, and Hermione didn't expect such an answer.

"Sorry, Neville." Hermione said with wet eyes, "I didn't expect...I'm sorry."

Ron was also apologizing in a flustered whisper.

"No...it's nothing." Neville waved his hand quickly: "It's not your fault."

He took a deep breath and put a bright smile on his chubby cheeks, but his words were choked up——

"They are almost healed... almost completely recovered. This is all due to Professor Heimer..."

"That's why I trust him so much."