The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

The moment he stepped into the church, Anthony habitually made the sign of the cross with the mayor, and then put down his hand in a funny way.

As they opened the door, the candle in front of the icon shook and almost went out. The air was filled with the characteristic smell of old churches, a mixture of damp bricks, rotting wood and frankincense from burning candles.

He whispered to the students following him: Take off your hat and try not to talk... Well, imagine that there is Professor McGonagall standing behind that podium. He pointed to the pulpit.

The footsteps following him became cautious. The students looked at the small church.

In the dim church, there were rows of dilapidated seats, and Jesus, the Son of God and the Son of Man, was nailed to a wooden cross. As they came closer, in the sunlight from the tall windows, Anthony saw that the aged wooden Jesus had a black stain on his nose and a chipped toe.

Why is that man on the pillar? one student whispered. Witch hunt?

His classmate replied softly: I don't know, but it seems that we are usually tied up. He was nailed.

It's pretty much the same thing. Another student joined their discussion. He looks like he's dead.

Anthony motioned them to silence. He is indeed dead, he whispered.

If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. Someone suddenly answered. Everyone looked up in surprise. A man dressed as a clergyman was standing in the side corridor. He didn't know when he came.

Several students whispered about his costume: Fat monk? Somewhat similar, but not the same.

For with the heart one believes and is justified; with the mouth he confesses and is saved. (Note 1) Anthony turned to him and recited, smiling and nodding, Hello, we are travelers passing by.

The mayor said loudly: The wind is strong outside, it looks like it's going to rain, Father! They are going to take the 10:43 train, so come in and wait.

“Jesus rebuked the wind and it stopped,” the priest said. He nodded to everyone and left quietly. (Note 2)

The students watched with bated breath as he retreated into darkness. The mayor sat down on the wooden bench, and the wood made a tooth-grinding groan. He burped and quickly covered it with his hands: I'm sorry. He tilted his head towards the side corridor, Our priest, what is his name...he just came here last year. He seems to have graduated from some seminary. s student.

Anthony smiled and said, I heard it.

A student asked Anthony in confusion: Professor, what is 'resurrection from the dead'?

Anthony turned to look at the mayor, and seeing that he didn't seem to find the question strange, he explained in a low voice: The man in front is Jesus of Nazareth - the one you can sometimes hear saying 'Jesus' That man - he... well, it's a bit complicated, in short he was crucified and died. He added, It has nothing to do with the witch hunt. He is older than Merlin.

Oh... the student sighed softly, looking at the wood carvings in front of the church, trying to imagine an ancient man older than Merlin.

Then his body was placed in a stone cave. Three days later, people went over and found that the stone blocking the entrance of the cave had been removed, and he appeared in front of people again.

What? How is it possible? one student blurted out, Does he have Phoenix blood?

No one can have Phoenix bloodline, only those in human form... The retorted student glanced at the mayor and then at Anthony, It's impossible.

Anthony thought long and hard about whether Phoenix had a gender, and if so, which chromosomal system determined it. Then, he suddenly realized that this was a magical world, and the chromosomes might not necessarily apply to this story. Depending on the animal that obtains the egg, the egg laid by the rooster may turn into a normal chicken, a giant snake that can kill someone by looking at it, or a delicious breakfast.

It could be fake death. A student nearby who was proficient in romance novels said with great insight, For example, a poison that can stop breathing, a fake death drug that stops the heartbeat, or simply an ordinary fainting, but it is regarded as death. Ma... …Some novels mention a lot of this kind of thing.” (Note 3)

Yes, it's possible that he faked his death, another student said, and then apparated to another place.

The romance novel expert gave the student who mentioned Apparition a hard slap: Shh! She used her eyes to signal the other student to pay attention to the direction of the mayor.

The mayor was swinging his feet leisurely, stroking his belly and humming a gospel song quietly.

From the off-key tune, Anthony vaguely heard words such as your lamb, fisherman and joy, but they were very vague. The mayor apparently couldn't remember the lyrics, because he also heard a very clear line: Heaven and earth will last forever, but your words will die again. (Note 4)

Professor? the student asked inquiringly.

Anthony looked away and shook his head: Don't ask me, I really don't know what's going on.

If he really knew the secret and told it freely in the church, he would probably have fulfilled the fat monk's long-cherished wish and become a cardinal, or he would have appeared in a side story in the newspaper with the title A man has been admitted to a mental hospital: God is dead or Jesus is alive? ”, with the subtitle “Seriously injured for preaching heretical teachings in the church”.

Then what, Professor? Stinson asked, He obviously appeared in front of people, why is there still a statue of him when he died?

Well, some religious symbolism. But anyway... Anthony smiled, Then we have the Easter holiday.

…

To Anthony's surprise, the students were interested in the man on the cross. Until they reached the train station platform, they were discussing the man who provided Christmas and Easter.

Wizards were generally not religious - Anthony had no problem with that, he didn't expect any prayers before meals or before bed - but they did celebrate Christian holidays.

At first Anthony didn't realize how unusual this was. It wasn't until the Christmas holidays that he saw a lot of Christmas cards sprinkled with gold dust and painted with little angels in street shops, and he began to wonder why Hogwarts celebrated church holidays.

When he raised this question with Professor Bubaji in a restaurant, he answered his question with very powerful arguments.

Because at Christmas time, the church has no intention of hunting witches. Professor Boubaji said. This alone is worth celebrating, but more importantly, we like to celebrate the holidays. Don't you like turkey, cake, Christmas Gingerbread and the holidays?”

Anthony had to admit that he really liked it.

…

Apparently, the students loved it too. Most people, especially students from pure-blood wizarding families, don't even bother to explore where their holidays come from.

When heavy raindrops pounded down, the railway track trembled, and the locomotive finally poked out of the tunnel entrance. At this point, the students have basically reached a consensus. They thought that if a person could bring two holidays, it would not be a bad idea to allow him to slightly violate the common sense of magic and be resurrected.

After all, if they insist that Jesus was not resurrected, they shouldn’t have Easter and therefore shouldn’t have the holiday. Simple logical inference, simple choice.

…

While waiting for the train to stop, Anthony handed out tickets to the students in case they needed them, and told them to pay attention to their identities when finding their own seats.

Try to find an unoccupied room. Don't eat Honeydukes' special effect candies, don't play wizard chess, don't play Gobstone or Thunderbolt Explosion, okay?

Then what should we do, professor? the student asked sadly, Is it a competition to see who can hold his breath longer?

It's not impossible, if you like. Anthony said, Or you can read a book.

Can I write my paper, professor? a student asked, stepping into the open car door. This compartment was empty, but his hand was already on the handle leading to the next compartment, obviously not content to stay with his classmates.

Anthony nodded: Okay. If someone peeks at what you are writing, you will scold him for violating privacy.

Great. The student said happily, looking very much looking forward to someone peeking into his paper.

Don't be too obvious. Anthony stepped on the pedal and held the door, watching the students entering the carriage one by one, I really hope everyone has a good time and try to enjoy a train that is different from the express trains you are familiar with. . But if something happens that none of us want to see happen, and someone asks, do you remember what to say?

Remember, Professor Anthony. The student said, We are students at the Magic School.

Anthony nodded: Exactly. This journey is not long. I will be walking up and down on the train. You can call me at any time if you need it. He warned me one last time, Believe me, I will try my best not to hold you back. Yes, but please don’t make things difficult for me, okay?”

Okay, Professor, the students said.

…

After counting the students who got on the bus, Anthony finally entered the car. The door closed impatiently, and with a sway, the train started moving. The rain slapped against the car window and was blown back by the wind, blurring the gray sky and the trees and houses passing quickly outside the window into a flowing river. Looking out from the carriage, all I could see was a dark sky.

Anthony half-heartedly hoped that the weather in Edinburgh would be slightly better, or that most of the events at the Botanic Gardens would be held indoors. However, the weather in the UK is always so bad, so you should have been prepared to come to the park.

After confirming that the students in this carriage had begun to enjoy themselves rummaging through the emergency escape equipment in the carriage, he held on to the creaking car wall and slowly walked towards the back of the train.

As soon as he entered the next carriage, he was startled. The student who wanted to write a thesis took out a hard-covered and gilded tome from his bag. The passenger next to him who was reading a pocket book was trying hard to restrain his gaze and secretly looking at the student's compact backpack. Trying to figure out how on earth he crammed this huge book into it.

Antony hurried over and held down his hand that was about to take out the parchment, quill and ink bottle.

Professor? the student asked doubtfully, looking up at Anthony.

Anthony knelt down and asked softly: What is the most commonly used pen?

Pens and pencils, the other person answered immediately. Painters use brushes and crayons.

Anthony nodded: Very good. What were you doing just now?

I...oh. The student suddenly realized and quickly pressed the quill to the bottom of the bag.

Anthony looked around, met the curious eyes of the passengers next to him, and smiled openly. The passenger also smiled at him, nodded slightly, then politely looked away and read the book in his hand again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Anthony quickly put his wand into the student's bag, turned his quill into a pencil, and the parchment into a notebook, and quickly took back the wand.

Don't study. He said seriously to the students who were looking at him with wide eyes. You will be warned by a letter from our management department.

Okay, professor. The student said regretfully, but couldn't help but smile, and calmly took out a small notebook and pencil from his bag.

Anthony whispered: You write first, and I will help you adjust the format when you get back to school.

…

In the carriage further back, a student was already chatting with the lady sitting next to her. She was listening to the other party complaining with sympathy that she had to get up early every morning to cook for the whole family, then drive her children to school, and then she had to go to work, but her boss was completely inconsiderate and always accused her of stepping on the spot. Arrive at work.

Anthony could guarantee that this student didn't understand half of the vocabulary at all, but her sincere emotion obviously won the favor of the lady next to her.

What, really? the student asked, I've never heard of such a thing!

The passenger next to her said kindly: That's right, my dear. I pray for you that you will never have such bad luck as me in this life. Speaking of which, you must not know the couple next door to me. Their The children also go to school in the place I mentioned before, but the wife of that family is much luckier. Her family hired a servant who is responsible for cleaning and picking up the children every day...

The students listened carefully and exclaimed from time to time, Why, can it still be like this? Anthony smiled and nodded at her, without disturbing her collection of information on Muggle daily life.

…

Note 1: What the priest and Anthony said are from the Book of Romans and are contextual.

Note 2: The Gospel of Mark. Jesus woke up and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, Be still, be still. The wind stopped and became greatly calm.

Note 3: A student almost said Muggle, but covered it up with a similar pronunciation. Mu mentioned in quite a few novels.

Note 4: Though Heaven and earth remain, Your Word will fade again.