The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

The Muggle Studies exam for the fourth year was scheduled for Tuesday afternoon, followed immediately by the exam for the third year. When Anthony announced that the exam was over, a group of third-grade students waiting for the exam had gathered outside the classroom.

Confirm that you have signed, and then put the quill next to the inkwell. Anthony said, Congratulations, this semester's Muggle Studies class is over.

He waved his wand, and the parchments flew to the podium and were piled neatly into a pile. Anthony glanced at it and saw that there was a completely blank short answer question on the top answer sheet, and under the question What should you do if you were going to visit a Muggle family? he answered Secretly apparate to at the door (if seen, pay a fine)”.

Anthony turned the parchment upside down and looked away resolutely.

I have a few more words to say before I let you go and let everyone else come in to take the exam, Anthony said. The first thing I want to say is, of course, there will be no holiday homework.

After the applause and laughter gradually stopped, he continued: Then, I don't know if you have any plans to go to the Muggle world during the holidays, or if you have any plans to interact with Muggles, but I hope that when we meet again, I No one will be told who violated confidentiality laws.

In addition, students who are interested in adopting pets can come to my office from tomorrow. The information has been sorted out. Ms. Howard also provided some of the qualifications needed to be a good owner - at least the qualifications required in the eyes of Muggles. Anthony Looking at the students' faces, he said, Of course, those who have to prepare for other exams or want to take a break do not need to consider this matter immediately. I have already contacted Ms. Howard, and all the animals on your interest list are in good health and are being rescued. We are living in the station.”

Finally, because I selfishly hope you have a good impression of Muggle Studies class... Anthony said, leaning down and taking out a large plate from under the podium, with bowls of steaming vanilla ice cream on it. He had to raise his voice to cover the cheers of the students who were pounding the table: One bowl for each person! Put the empty bowls on the college table in the hall!

…

The third grade students who were gathering around Cedric to pass around his class notes raised their heads and watched as the fourth grade students walked out of the classroom, holding vanilla ice cream and talking and laughing.

Hey, what's that? shouted a third-year student. Are you taking a Muggle cooking test?

No, it's not. Midgan replied, recognizing that it was a Gryffindor student who had asked him to redesign Muggle clothes on the train. There are basically no tests related to cooking. In our review class, Professor Just learn how to open and close your mouth to swallow. Muggle table manners are not very different from wizards. The specific content is in fifth grade.

That's what Professor Anthony told us, Cedric said, looking at the ice cream longingly, Is it lemon?

At this time, Anthony opened the classroom door and looked around: The examination room has been arranged. Third-grade students can come in.

Ah, it's vanilla. Midgen said, I wish you good luck in the exam!

Another student shouted to the leaving crowd: Is the exam difficult?

The fourth grader eating ice cream waved his little silver spoon at him but didn't answer. Anthony held the door open, looked down at him and said, I don't think it's too difficult, Mr. Thomas.

…

The third grader got caramel flavored ice cream. After Anthony finished talking about the precautions, he announced that get out of class was over. He sorted the parchments one by one, put them into his bag, and said goodbye to the students who passed the podium with a smile.

Professor, will you still teach us next year? a student asked, Are you still in charge of the third and fourth grades?

Next year's course schedule has not been determined yet. Anthony said, What's wrong, do you want me to teach or not?

The student hesitated for a moment, looked up and smiled at Anthony, said I wish you a happy holiday and ran out of the classroom quickly.

Another student following him affirmed: He hopes.

…

The staff lounge was extremely lively. All the professors put aside their research projects, large and small, and began to correct test papers. Before the end of the semester, Professor Bubaji suggested that Anthony go to the lounge to correct the test papers: There is plenty of sunshine there, plenty of refreshments, and you won't want to miss those strange answers, Henry.

When Anthony opened the door with his answer sheet, Professor Sprout and Professor Sinista each occupied a small table and were sipping tea while correcting the test papers submitted by the students. Professor Flitwick announced yesterday that he had read all the Charms exam papers. At this time, he was shaking his legs to review the students' practical exam results. There was a book of The Joyful Charm: The Great Charm Invention that Makes People Don't Be Angry placed under his chair. road.

Henry, are your exams over? Professor Sprout raised his head, How's it going?

Anthony chose a seat by the window and sat down: I guess you will be able to tell the student's score from my next expression.

Don't worry too much about grades, Professor Bubaji said. Her fifth graders are taking their O.W.Ls today, and the seventh graders just finished their N.E.W.Ts. She sat calmly on the chair, touched the cold teapot, and let it fly back to the stove.

Anthony said, Is it really necessary to comfort me from now on, Caredi?

Professor Bubaji smiled. She asked nonchalantly: If you could put a verb in front of 'antenna,' what would it be, Henry?

Professor Flitwick answered: Watch?

Professor Sinistra said: Collect?

Installation? Anthony said.

Professor Bubaji commented: 'Gaze', very cunning, but I can't say it's wrong; 'Collect', well, I guess I can give you some points if I'm in a good mood... She told Professor Sinistra He smiled and said, 'Install', without considering the context, I would say this is the perfect answer. But in any case, the verb in front of 'antenna' should not be 'taste'.

Anthony asked sympathetically, Is this your student's answer, Caredi?

Yes. Professor Bubbaji said calmly, recalling the warm teapot and pouring himself a cup of tea, In sixth grade, he even obtained a certificate in Muggle Studies in O.W.Ls with an E grade.

…

Professor Bubaji’s examples got the professors talking. Professor Sinister complained about a student who wrote I don't know anything on his test paper and renamed each star after a Hogwarts professor.

That's Mercucy, not McGonagall, said Professor Sinistra. It's Saturn, not Snape. I really think she did it on purpose.

Anthony asked curiously: Do I have stars?

No. She even used Minerva's name twice, McGonagall for Mercury and Minerva for Mars. Professor Sinistra said, But if it makes you feel better, I don't either, Professor Anthony. .

Professor Sprout said, Is she a Gryffindor?

No, it's Slytherin. Professor Sinistra said, taking the small cake she handed over.

Professor Flitwick described the mistakes students made during practical exams. Although he emphasized the importance of pronunciation of spells countless times in class—he repeated the story of the wizard Barufio and the buffalo every year—students still pronounced the spells in all sorts of strange pronunciations, sometimes even Just because I was nervous about the exam.

When you are lucky, nothing will happen, but this year Professor Flitwick was hit by a student's wrong spell. When he came to his senses, he found that he was hanging slightly from the lamp, and the student was A guy with a goatee ran around the classroom with his desk in his mouth, screaming all the way.

Professor Flitwick asked Anthony to try the spell for the exam, and then when his chair walked smoothly to the cupboard, he said sharply: Professor Anthony even learned it temporarily. You know, he has only been exposed to spells for a year. ! And that gentleman— He seemed hesitant to say the student's name, but decided to maintain a little confidentiality before the test results were announced, —is already in the fourth grade!

No, no, I didn't learn it temporarily. Anthony quickly declared, I have practiced it. I have practiced most of the spells in the Standard Spells.

Professor Flitwick said, Yes, practice! He didn't even practice enough before the exam! He added, I've said several times that this spell is important!

Later, Anthony found it difficult to finish correcting the test paper quietly. His colleagues all noticed that there was a man sitting here who had only received one year of orthodox magic education, and they all asked him various strange questions to test him.

Professor Sinistra asked him to name the satellites of Jupiter and arrange them in order of size; after a while, he asked him if Mars had any satellites. If Anthony's answer was even remotely correct, her next sentence would begin with Even Professor Anthony. If Anthony's answer was wildly wrong, she would shrug and say, They studied for a year and still got nothing. Know.

Even Professor Sprout asked him if he knew the flowering time of mandrake and the key points of care, and asked him to name fifteen advantages of dragon manure.

Anthony said helplessly: I don't know, Pomona. You know how bad I am at herbalism.

I know. Professor Sprout said with a smile, I just want to see if a miracle happens. Chocolate chip cookies, Henry?

Of course, Anthony said, peering into the box she was showing, I want the one with both dark chocolate and white chocolate chips.

…

Soon it was dinner time, Anthony put the parchment back in his bag and prepared to go to the hall to eat.

The closer it gets to night, the more energetic Professor Sinistra becomes. She refused to go to supper, but asked the house elf to deliver a sandwich. She declared that she had finally woken up and wanted to finish correcting the test papers as soon as possible. Maybe she could go to the astronomy tower tonight to look at the stars and test the interesting theories proposed by her colleagues at the previous meeting.

I'll go with you, Henry, said Professor Bubbaji. I hope Minerva will remember to come to dinner.

She will. Professor Sprout said, and stood up and started to sort out the test papers. There are lamb chops tonight, and she will never miss it. If she forgets, I will go find her with the lamb chops.

Professor McGonagall was indeed sitting at the teachers' chair in the Great Hall. When Anthony and his party entered the hall, she was seriously cutting lamb chops. Next to her sat Snape, and on the other side Dumbledore's high-backed chair was vacant.

Where's Albus? Professor Sprout asked as he sat down.

Professor McGonagall said: He said he went to visit some old friends.

Professor Sprout said in surprise: At this point in time? I thought he should be marking the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam papers - to be honest, many students this year have made a lot of mistakes when reviewing Defense Against the Dark Arts. I proctored the third-year exams and they were so full that they wished they could add five more sheets of parchment. I really hope they don’t hand me another blank paper on Herbology.”

No, Albus said he was very busy, said Professor McGonagall. He said he had to worry about the Tuna Club, and the Ministry of Magic seemed to have something that needed his help. In short, he didn't have time.

Anthony said: So, this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts grading...

Professor McGonagall nodded: Severus is in charge.

Snape nodded reservedly at the professors at the right time and said, Dumbledore is obviously a busy man, so his poor Potions Professor had to take on an extra job.

Professor McGonagall said slightly impatiently: We are all grateful to you, Severus.

At this time, several owls flew into the hall. After circling a few times around the candles floating in the air, they all landed on the Slytherin table under the gaze of the professors.

I want to know what's going on, muttered Professor Boubaji.

Another owl flew in and landed in front of Snape. His expression suddenly became enigmatic. He put the fork aside and wiped his hands before untying the letter from the owl's lap and unfolding it to read for a while.

What's the matter, Severus? Professor Flitwick urged. The owl was standing with its head held high, and Professor Flitwick handed over a strip of bacon. The owl looked at him sideways for a while, reluctantly accepted the dinner, and quickly ate the lamb chops handed over by Professor Sprout.

Dumbledore, Snape said concisely, Someone asked me to confirm whether Dumbledore really went out to assassinate Fudge.

Did he really do that? Professor Sprout asked, sounding unconvinced.

I hope so, Snape said lazily. Professor McGonagall glared at them both.