The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Bedtime story number 3 so everyone knows what happened orz

Bedtime Story No. 3 – So everyone knows what’s going on orz

It’s been really busy lately, but the good news is, tomorrow (today?) is Friday! And no overtime this weekend! I...I try to save some manuscripts...

A small goal is not to take another day off next week.

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Anthony woke up in the middle of the night, suddenly feeling very awake and very hungry. He lay on the bed and carefully distinguished whether it was the hunger of the body or the hunger of the undead magic.

It's the body's. He spent too much time preparing for lessons that night and missed dinner time.

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, got up, walked quietly to the office, opened the drawer, and began to rummage through his snack inventory.

The Bibi's Strange Beans were almost gone - the adventurous students were more than happy to grab one - and the Chocolate Frogs were mostly given to Lupin.

He opened the biscuit box with a bang and found that the margarita biscuits given by Professor Sprout had also been eaten, with only some biscuit crumbs scattered in the slightly reflective biscuit box. He dipped a little into it with his fingers and felt them quickly soften and melt in his mouth.

Anthony sighed. He was hungrier.

Coconut Sorbet - Anthony's stomach growled uncomfortably, no thank you.

The fudge Mr. Weasley gave him at Christmas had not yet been eaten, but it had become a little hard. What's more, Anthony didn't want to eat candy at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The Wraith Chicken walked out of the bedroom and stretched his head to study what he was doing.

So, Anthony decided to go to the kitchen and eat grilled chicken legs.

Dobby is currently selling Dobby's Late Night Secret Chicken Legs, which are crispy on the skin and juicy. The price is a ball of yarn. Adding another ball can make Dobby's smile even bigger - Coco said that Dobby is keen on himself recently. Knit yourself a sweater and woolen socks, and want to give Harry a pair.

Anthony met three waves of students coming to eat chicken drumsticks in the kitchen. If a few of them hadn't met Filch on night watch when they hurriedly returned to their dormitories, no one would have been locked up that night.

The drumsticks are worth it though.

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