The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

On Saturday morning, almost all the professors appeared at the faculty table in the hall. Anthony pulled up his chair and saw Professor Sprout loading toast onto the plate with a serious look on his face and scooping out another large spoonful of beans.

Good morning, Pomona. Anthony sat down, Are you going to the Ministry of Magic too?

Of course, Professor Sprout said, squeezing a puddle of ketchup. I guess everyone is going. Caredi has already rushed to the Ministry of Magic to prepare with the other Wizengamot members. .”

Anthony asked with some worry: But what will happen to Hogwarts if all the professors leave?

Mrs. Hooch is still here. There is a Quidditch match today. Professor Sprout said, motioning for him to look towards the Dean's table.

Wood was handing Harry a piece of toast with a thick layer of peanut butter and saying something at the same time. Harry chewed breakfast in his mouth and stared at the Slytherin table. The rest of the Gryffindor team looked a little uneasy.

On the other side, the Slytherin Quidditch players were laughing loudly, and Anthony vaguely heard that it was some kind of joke related to Nimbus 2000 and Sweep Five Stars.

Anthony became even more worried: Today is the game between Gryffindor and Slytherin?

Yes. Professor Sprout said, It's okay, Henry, there are still many faculty members here.

for example?

Hagrid will not leave Hogwarts, and Filch will also stay... Professor Sprout counted, And Professor Binns, Sybil, Sylvanus, Aurora...

Well……

Oh, by the way, Gilderoy will stay too.

Professor Lockhart? He doesn't know that the court will be held today? Anthony couldn't imagine that he would be willing to miss this kind of excitement.

Professor Sprout said: Well... he is busy preparing his new book Happy Hogwarts. I guess no one wants to disturb him with such trivial things. But to be honest, I have been I haven't seen much of him. She said worriedly, Is he sick? I should probably go visit him...

Nothing happened to Gilderoy, Pomona. He was just really working on his book. Professor McGonagall leaned over and said, I saw him yesterday - he told me that the people next door to him have been doing a lot of work lately. There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, as if someone had been kidnapped. That's your room, Henry. If you don't clarify it soon, I think you will become the first in Gilderoy's adventures in Happy Hogwarts A climax of the plot.”

Oh, no, Anthony said bitterly, I hope he doesn't try to explore my office.

Professor Sprout asked curiously: Why?

My pets really don't like people, especially living humans, visiting their territory. If I weren't there, things could get really messy.

Relax, Henry, Professor Sprout comforted, I don't think Gilderoy will attack your pet.

Anthony said hesitantly, Well... I hope so.

Don't worry, Henry. Someone suddenly said behind them, Gilderoy is studying the Shrieking Shack. Anthony turned around and saw Dumbledore walking quickly past the professors' seats and heading towards his own high school. Back chair.

Professor McGonagall said, The Shrieking Shack? But Remus... She stopped.

That's the joy of magical research, it gives us more options, and often better options. Dumbledore said briskly, sitting down, By the way, if you want to Go to the Shrieking Shack, I think Remus introduced a boggart there... Good morning, Severus.

Good morning, Headmaster. Snape said gloomily, his hair seemed greasier than usual, hanging down on both sides of his face like two curtains.

Anthony heard that he had been so bad-tempered recently that even Draco Malfoy had points deducted from him. Malfoy didn't laugh at Harry in class for several days, but Harry was deducted more points.

Professor Sprout asked concernedly: Are you sleeping, Severus?

Snape said dryly: No, I'm exploring 'better options' in magical research.

Dumbledore chuckled and poured another glass of pumpkin juice. Snape said resentfully, I didn't know you were so laid-back, Headmaster... I thought you were supposed to be preparing for court with the members of the Wizengamot.

Oh, no, Fawkes has been in a good mood lately, and I thought he would be willing to give me a ride, Dumbledore said.

What do members of the Wizengamot need to prepare? Anthony asked curiously.

Professor Flitwick said: A summary of the case, decent wizarding robes and lots of pleasantries?

Many, many pleasantries, Dumbledore confirmed.

Karridy seems to have prepared files on the Muggle bystanders who were killed that year. Professor Sprout told them.

Professor Flitwick asked: What about you, Pomona? I remember you said yesterday that you wanted to make some preparations.

Oh, this is it. Professor Sprout kicked something at his feet. Anthony then saw that there was a large wicker frame with a lid.

Professor McGonagall looked down and asked, What is it?

Cabbage leaves and rotten tomatoes that have been bitten by carnivorous slugs, Professor Splant said, maybe useful. What have you prepared, Minerva?

A hamster on a wheel, said Professor McGonagall sternly, in case he tries to escape.

I find it hard to imagine him escaping in Albus's presence, said Professor Flitwick. Will Mr. Lupin be here too?

Professor McGonagall nodded: Yes, we hope Remus can remind Pettigrew not to try to lie. A trace of disgust flashed across her face, Besides escaping, that rat is also very good at this.

Dumbledore said calmly: Don't be nervous, Minerva. He paused and looked at Snape with a fake smile, Severus, you won't...

Snape said coldly, Yes. He proudly took out a very small glass bottle and placed it on the dining table threateningly, Fresh and powerful Veritaserum.

Professor Sprout gave him a reproachful look and took away the milk jug next to him.

What about you, Henry, what have you prepared? Professor Sprout asked.

Anthony hesitated and took out the contents of his pocket.

Professor Flitwick came over: What is this?

There was a strip of colorful things on the dining table, coiled up in a pile, staring at the professors with blank eyes.

Roger the Snake, said Professor McGonagall.

Yes, said Anthony, Roger's Snake Deluxe... my cat loves it.

Snape said: How touching. You wouldn't want to scare that rat to death with a snake, would you, Anthony?

Anthony shook his head: No, I was also a little worried that he would not tell the truth. He looked at Professor McGonagall and admitted, I felt that this conversation seemed important at the time, so I recorded it.

He glanced at the students below to make sure no one was paying attention to the professors - the Quidditch players had already gone to change their uniforms, and besides them there were not many students willing to get up to eat early on a Saturday morning in winter - and looked again Looking at the colleague next to him, he grabbed the snake's neck and shook it like a bell.

The snake spat out the letter, tilted its head and spoke the voice of Professor McGonagall: Eleven years ago, James and Lily would not have been found by the mysterious man...

Henry! said Professor McGonagall.

Anthony shook Roger Snake hard again and turned off the recording.

“The deluxe version of Roger Snake speaks a few words of actual snake language,” Anthony explains, “because the inventors invited a Parseltongue to participate in the recording...I happened to know about it.” And provided five Muggle radio.

Professor Flitwick said appreciatively: Very clever.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and looked at Roger as if he was looking at the fifty...sixty college points deducted.

They better win today's game, she said haughtily.

Believe it or not, I continued to work overtime on the first day of work in the new year