The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Chapter 272 At the request of the principal...

A few days later, the owl Hagrid sent out finally came back. The businessman spent a lot of Galleons to manage to evade the Ministry of Magic's search, and was now very happy to get back these valuable Chimaira beasts. He told Hagrid that he would be in Hogsmeade at midnight on Thursday, and they could meet at the door of the Hog's Head pub——

In front of the Pig's Head Bar? Anthony asked in disbelief, turning his head and looking at the pile of boxes, You all know how conspicuous this is, right?

There were sounds of biting and chewing coming from the box. Dark red blood continued to seep from the gaps in the slats, and a large pool of dried, dark brown material was solidified on the ground near the box.

Hagrid scratched his head: But, he did give them to me at the door of the Pig's Head Bar. Maybe I can put them in a sack and carry them back to him.

Then you will be arrested for attempted murder or smuggling. Anthony said, reading the letter a few more times. Wait, what did you write in your last letter?

I asked him if he still wanted these Chimerans, Hagrid said. You know, if he didn't, maybe I could give them to Professor Kettleburn as a Christmas present.

Anthony asked: Did you sign it, Hagrid?

Hagrid tried to think back for a while: No. What's wrong?

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief.

That doesn't look right, Hagrid. Anthony said. Whatever happened, it seems that the other party didn't really want these Chimerans, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a bad plan. He was probably Waiting for you to reject him.

Why should I refuse him? Hagrid asked in confusion, I just need to give him the chimera and then get the horned beast's skin.

Because it seems so unreasonable, said Anthony. Jesus, Hagrid, this man is a smuggler, there's no way he couldn't have come up with a more discreet plan. Maybe - maybe he's been caught by the Ministry of Magic Here we are, the reply you received is from the Ministry of Magic. They are trying to find out your identity. Maybe he wants to frame you and pin the charges of the smuggler Myramon on you.

But, but... Hagrid said, scratching his big, hairy head, as if trying to pull out a good idea from the tangled hair, Then what should we do, Henry?

Anthony thought for a moment, turned over the other party's letter, and patted it: We write a reply, tell him to wait, and then go find Professor Dumbledore.

…

Dumbledore, surprisingly, was actually in the Headmaster's Office. Fox's beautiful, golden-red feathers have grown back, and he is standing on the perch with his eyes closed to rest. The silver instruments were still buzzing and spitting out white smoke, and the sunlight after the snow shone in through the window, making the brown wooden desk in the principal's office glow with a honey-colored golden light.

Henry? Dumbledore raised his head from a few pieces of parchment and looked at the two people walking into the principal's office. Ah, Hagrid. Find a chair. He pointed to a chair next to him with his wand. Next, the chair creaked and expanded, becoming at least twice as big as before.

Thank you, Professor Dumbledore. Hagrid said angrily, sitting in the magnified chair. The chair squeaked in protest, but still didn't fall apart when Hagrid took out the cushions from behind him.

Anthony also pulled up a chair and sat down. Fox landed on top of the cabinet.

What happened? Dumbledore smiled, Or do you just want to enjoy afternoon tea with me?

Hagrid cleared his throat, a guilty look on his face, then cleared his throat again. His hands rubbed back and forth on his pants, repeatedly grabbing and smoothing the small piece of fabric. Dumbledore lowered his head slightly and looked at him through his half-moon glasses. He seemed to have understood everything and was just waiting for Hagrid to say it.

Professor Dumbledore— Hagrid said anxiously, I—I—

What's the matter, Hagrid? Dumbledore asked calmly, leaning forward slightly.

I'm so stupid! I'm a fool! Hagrid shouted, I'm causing trouble everywhere!

His voice frightened all the portraits of the principal pretending to be asleep on the wall. All the faint snoring stopped, and everyone stared at Hagrid.

Dumbledore said calmly: I have some different opinions on your evaluation, but you can tell your story first.

Hagrid continued: I have an Acromantula, a Fire Dragon, and a Chimera at school!

A former headmaster on the wall gasped: Are the Muggles starting a witch hunt again? Are we starting to prepare for war again?

Well, not yet, said Dumbledore, but yes, I wouldn't say war is far away... Well, Hagrid, you've already been punished for the Acromantula, and as far as I know , you also sent the fire dragon away, and no one was hurt because of it.

What? Sending it away? Another former headmaster with white hair and beard shouted from the tall picture frame, Oh my God, Albus! You should have kept it to guard the treasury!

The vault is gone a long time ago! Another headmaster shouted, You idiot, ever since the Hogwarts vault was stolen when you were the principal, I vowed to store everything in Gringotts!

You call me a idiot? the principal who spoke in front said in disbelief, The biggest idiot is trusting goblins!

Dumbledore interrupted them: Hogwarts has no treasury anymore. We moved all the armor out to decorate the castle, took all the gold and silverware to use as tableware for the students, and put the gems in The College Hourglass in the Hall. In fact, I remember us discussing these things.”

Where are the gold coins? the principal asked tremblingly, Where are so many gold coins?

It is used to purchase books in the Hogwarts library and research funds for professors in various subjects. In addition, I must tell you repeatedly that we do not have many gold coins. A large part of the funds for daily expenses actually come from the board of directors. Dumbledore said, We've been doing this since at least Armando.

The headmaster in the other portrait opened his eyes, probably Dumbledore's former headmaster, Professor Armando Dippet: That's right, and I think my predecessor did the same thing.

The principal who asked about the gold coins said sadly: Merlin, then you should keep the fire dragon! The fire dragon is also very valuable - are the eight-eyed spider and the chimaera still there? You didn't send them away, did you? ?”

Dippet said gloomily: With Albus's guarantee and your loud noise, we allowed those Acromantulas to live in the Forbidden Forest. These conversations happened decades ago.

The principal said angrily: Really, I forgot. I am good at forgetting things that make me angry, so I will live longer than you.

Hisses came from several of the portraits on the wall.

Hagrid looked confused: Professor Dumbledore, do you know about Norbert?

Oh, Hagrid. Dumbledore smiled, I thought you would trust me more.

Of course I believe- Hagrid said eagerly, but Professor Dumbledore-

Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him.

I'm very glad that you're willing to come and confess to me, Hagrid, said Dumbledore seriously, so I will confess to you too. Yes, I know the story of the Norwegian Ridgeback -

The principal in the portrait muttered: Norwegian Ridgeback! Very rare, very precious!

Dumbledore continued as if he didn't hear his complaint: I also know that you have accepted a few Chimerans. I noticed that you did restrain yourself from letting them harm the staff or students - thank you, Henry ——But I still need to ask you to pay more attention to safety issues in the future.

Hagrid looked confused: Professor Dumbledore...

Anthony frowned and said, You mean these Chimaira beasts will still stay in the school?

Why not? It's just that I think we need to ask Silvanos to take care of these little guys for the time being. Dumbledore said happily, pushing the parchment in front of him to them, Sylvanos He is retiring next school year, and the retirement gift he asked me for is to build a magical zoo near Hogwarts, and... He interrupted Hagrid who was about to interrupt with his eyes, He hopes that you can build a magical zoo near Hogwarts. Help take care of his little ones when he's busy - including his Chimera. Since you're going to try to get a license to keep a Chimera anyway, Hagrid, I don't see why you can't. Keep them.

Hagrid stood up suddenly, so excited that he didn't even know where to put his hands.

Professor Dumbledore, that's great, said Hagrid. Oh, that's great. You're not going to expel me?

Dumbledore said: As long as you promise me that no magical creature under your charge will harm any student.

Of course, Professor Dumbledore, of course, Hagrid said, Absolutely not. How is that possible!

Dumbledore said seriously: I want you to promise me, Hagrid.

Hagrid looked down at Dumbledore and his expression became serious.

I promise, Professor Dumbledore, Hagrid rumbled, I promise that no magical creature in my care will harm any student, otherwise I will—

No need to swear, Hagrid, said Dumbledore, smiling at Hagrid, I trust your word.

Anthony was surprised to see Hagrid burst into tears.

Hagrid puffed up his chest and said loudly: You can trust me completely, Professor Dumbledore. I really, really, really promise.

That will be enough, said Dumbledore. I will write a note to Sylvanos telling him what has happened - and you, Hagrid, need to prepare for the Chimera Breeding License. Various exams you passed. Since you don’t have O.W.Ls, I suspect your exams will be more difficult.”

…

Hagrid left with an aura of imminent decisive battle with Voldemort, while Anthony stayed in the principal's office to discuss the next thing with Dumbledore.

Are we really going to build a magical zoo, sir? Anthony asked.

Dumbledore smiled and said: I can't think of any reason to object to this proposal. The centaurs have protested to me that we are expanding the shed for the protection of magical creatures every year, and they are not very happy; there are always many in Pomona. If you want to try growing herbs, some of them need the dung of magical animals as fertilizer; every year, there are many students who want to work with magical animals or need to live in the wild. Silvanos believes that showing them these animals in nature How China lives is very important...

Minerva will not be pleased, said Anthony, and, sir, it is certainly not very safe.

Dumbledore said softly: Henry, sometimes I wonder...have you noticed that magic itself is not a very safe option?

Anthony paused and admitted, Yes, sir, I noticed.

Young wizards may face magical riots before entering Hogwarts, or they may suppress their magic too much, leading to more disastrous consequences.

After entering school, they will be exposed to the high-temperature flames and sharp knives required for potions in the lower grades, deal with various almost deadly plants in herbal medicine classes, and practice mispronunciation in the classes of Charms and Transfiguration. Spell after spell with unpredictable consequences, studying various dark creatures in Defense Against the Dark Arts classes (even dealing with Voldemort directly).

Quidditch, which everyone loves, can also get players injured outside of school hours, not to mention those inter-house fights in the corridors (where spells are theoretically not allowed).

After graduation, unless they work in a place like the Ministry of Magic, they will need to deal with all kinds of magical dangers - but if you argue that working in the Ministry of Magic requires dealing with countless trolls, it is also very dangerous, and some People might also agree.

Dumbledore said: Well, I guess we can admit that a zoo is definitely not the most dangerous thing. Giving students a place to satisfy their curiosity might be safer than having them stare at the Forbidden Forest all the time.

Anthony had to admit that he was somewhat convinced, and he had no doubt that Dumbledore could still convince Professor McGonagall if he wanted to.

Okay, sir. Anthony smiled, We need to write a letter to the smuggler and tell him that we are going to cheat.

Dumbledore corrected: We must properly accommodate dangerous magical animals that stray into the Scottish Highlands.