The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

After adding one point to the student with the highest number of votes, Anthony collected the leaves one by one. He was dumbfounded to find that someone had secretly conjured up a few extra silver leaves, sandwiched them between other leaves, and they were not signed.

He shook his head: Who did it?

The students looked at each other, but no one answered. Everyone's clothes were bulging from the wind, and several people were concentrating on pressing the clothes back to their rightful place, as if they didn't hear his question.

These are beech and elder. Anthony held up the leaves he sent out. I don't think anyone knows them. And this... He looked at the anonymous silver leaves, I guess they are ash leaves? I I don’t know, I’m terrible at botany.”

He tapped the leaf with his wand, turned it back to its original color, and put it in his pocket: I'm going to ask the staff at the Botanical Garden, but in any case, it's obviously not the same kind of leaf as the one I sent out. Since I want to imitate Leaves, at least change their shape to something similar.

…

The mayor is very satisfied with the town he manages in life. Facing a large wilderness, there are more than a dozen families, five dogs, 17 cows and more than 200 sheep living here.

Although there are many haunted legends in the adjacent moor - for example, it will devour lost lambs, and villagers who go to find the lost sheep always inexplicably forget what they are doing and return to the town in a daze; or There were witches wandering the fields, snatching children away from careless parents, and the old people said that a child once walked into the town and kept saying crazy things - but life in the town was always pretty smooth and peaceful. There are only two most important things every day: making sure the sheep don't run around in the fields, and taking care of your own vegetable garden.

The center of the town is the church. Whenever something big happens, the whole town will gather in the square next to the church. On the other side of the square is the train station. The red train passes through the town twice a day, opening and closing its doors as a routine, and then clanging away to other places.

The church bell struck ten times, and the wind blew clouds on the dusty bell tower. Then, the dog barked suddenly.

Amidst the barking sounds, a group of strange people came down the hillside.

This group of young people sang and shouted, laughed loudly, and wore new clothes, like characters on TV or radio. The hem of her skirt was blown around by the wind, and various metal ornaments hung on her open coat, clinking against the buttons. Honest and responsible people stood behind the fence and watched warily as the procession entered the town. Smoke rose from the black-scaled tile roof and was immediately blown away by the wind.

Watch your words and conduct, ladies and gentlemen. A man reminded, We have entered a small town.

Who are you? asked the mayor. He did not expect such a group of people to come. He heard the dog barking and ran out in a hurry. At this time, he was hurriedly buttoning his coat. He left his bowler hat at home, feeling a chill on his half-bald head.

The man said: It's just a practical activity at school. I am their teacher. He touched his pocket and took out a stack of tickets. We are going to Edinburgh. The train station is here, right?

The mayor saw the familiar station name on the train ticket and muttered: Well... that's true... But there was still more than half an hour before the departure time, what kind of fool would come to his station so early? in a small town.

But then the man began to explain. He said that they were just a group of teachers and students who had traveled a long way to come to this small town. The wind was too strong, and it looked like it was going to rain, so they quickened their pace, hoping to take a break in the small town and find a roof to hide from the rain in case it rained.

The mayor listened for a while and began to wander. The man who called himself Anthony had a very authentic accent, and he spoke exactly the same way as the people the mayor met - well, the city people from that side of London, yes, that's where they were. The words he used were also the kind of words people like to use. For the mayor, those formal and awkward words are like the summer wind, blowing in from his collar and leaking out of his sleeves. In short, it has nothing to do with his brain.

In the painter's school, you come out to sketch, right? the mayor asked, pretending to understand.

He nodded to himself: Yes, the scenery here is very good... The gloomy sky, the endless grass and trees, the exposed rocks on the mountain, and some evil legends, those painters and writers just like this Planting things, people come over often...

The townspeople glanced at him. He knew he was talking nonsense again, but he couldn't take back what he said.

Anthony said: It's great. If we could find a place to sit down and take a break we would really appreciate it.

Of course, you can... the mayor thought for a moment, rest in the church. It's not church time yet, and it's very empty now.

Anthony paused in surprise before saying, Okay, thank you for your generosity. Then he turned to the group of fashionably dressed young people and said, Everyone, let's go to the church and take a rest.

…

Anthony led the students ahead and couldn't help but feel that this situation was somewhat ironic.

He originally planned to take the students to the town in advance and allow them to take a rest at a farmer's home through communication, and he could just pretend to be a city dweller and let the students experience the agricultural and animal husbandry production life without magic.

But the mayor, who had a swollen belly and a red face, was obviously a little confused and actually proposed to take them to the church.

In a way, this is good. The mayor is obviously not a devout Christian, and he probably won't let the townspeople hold up sickles and torches and shout that they will be tied to the stake just because the students did something strange. . On the other hand, considering that Hogwarts was founded to give underage wizards a refuge from being hunted by the church, it was somewhat unreasonable for the Muggle Studies professor to lead a group of wizard students to the church.

Anthony had not yet covered this section of the Bible, and it was not part of his lesson plan. Living in the UK, students will inevitably come into contact with relevant topics in their daily lives, such as the Christmas holidays, or the battle between the church and wizards in the history of magic, but Anthony doubts whether they know what to follow when entering a Muggle church Such etiquette.

He walked at the front of the team with some worry, trying to persuade the mayor to change his mind, but with little success. The other party insisted that it was the closest to the train station and was a good place.