The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Finally, the holidays are here. Overnight, the castle became empty. The few students who want to stay at school for Christmas show up late every day in the empty hall, enjoying a hearty breakfast slowly.

Even professors are becoming more laid-back. Anthony never managed to be the first to appear in the Second Greenhouse. Every time he opened the door, there was always someone already sitting safely in his seat - most of the time it was Professor Sprout or Professor Flitwick, or even Dumbledore one night when he suddenly felt like it. and Snape.

Hagrid had Christmas trees placed all over the castle, and Anthony and Professor Flitwick spent the entire afternoon decorating them. They conjured silver frost on each fir tree and made gold dust dance around the tree on the landing like flowing ribbons. Then they hung non-melting ice on the branches of the Christmas tree at the door, which would sway and jingle every time someone came in or out.

Peeves spent a lot of time trying to pick off the colored balls from the Christmas tree and throw them at people, but he bent the tree trunk without pulling off even one of the colored balls. In the end, he had to turn the Christmas tree into a huge slingshot. It bounced the trash can everywhere and was finally stopped by Professor McGonagall who arrived.

And the reason why he couldn't pick off the colored balls was because before the holiday, Madam Pomfrey angrily discovered that Sirius had glued a paper box under the bed with a sticking spell, which was filled with snacks such as candies and biscuits. Most came from condolences and fans who read the newspaper. Sirius quickly removed it with the help of Professor Flitwick, while quietly justifying himself by not even using the Permanent Sticking Charm, thus providing the professors with a very useful spell.

Anthony heard that Sirius had not planned to leave the hospital on time. It seemed that he was going to spend Christmas at Hogwarts with Harry and Ron.

But when Harry and Ron were chatting, Sirius accidentally learned that Draco Malfoy had teased Harry last year that he stayed in school because his family didn't want him. Although Harry didn't care at all, Sirius immediately decided to invite Harry to the Black house. He left before the students left school, reportedly to tidy up the house and prepare to meet Harry at King's Cross station.

In addition, on the day the students left school, Anthony met Harry in the hall with his suitcase. Harry, Ron and Hermione were helping Neville find his toad, and his snow-white owl was taking a nap in the cage with its eyes half-closed.

Don't worry, Lyford has never really disappeared. Harry comforted Neville, It always pops up at the last minute.

Neville was still full of annoyance: But if grandma knew that I lost my pet again...

Just say you lent it to me. Ron said gloomily, opening a decorative Christmas gift box in the corner, Tell your grandma that my mouse has turned into a human, so I want one without Furry, cold, slippery pets.”

Neville said with a pale face: Stop talking, Ron. I even used my socks to cushion Scabbers' nest...

Ron seemed even more depressed.

Okay... He moved a few suitcases away and took a look, If you can't find it today, I'll keep an eye on it for you during the holidays. Anyway, I'm alone in the dormitory and don't have anything else to do. can do.

Harry sounded a little guilty: You can come to the Black house with me, Ron. You know Sirius will welcome you.

Well, yes, said Ron, but the rest of my family is at Hogwarts.

Christmas is a holiday that belongs to the family. Hermione said, squatting on the ground and looking down the stairs, It's not here. It would be nice if I could fly spells. She raised her head and saw her friend's expression, which was a little uncomfortable. He explained patiently, It's the spell that Professor Anthony used to pull you off the broom. It was the same spell that Harry, Mrs. Hooch and Professor Flitwick used when they summoned Davis. I thought they were better than I care more about Quidditch!

We do care more about Quidditch, muttered Ron, that's why we don't care what damn spells they use.

“The mantra is ‘fly in,’” Anthony said, smiling and nodding with several students who were carrying suitcases and shouting “Merry Christmas” to him. Ron started, and Hermione jumped too.

Professor Anthony! Neville shouted.

Come on Leif! Anthony raised his wand and said, carefully recalling Neville's freedom-loving toad in his mind.

The next moment, something flew out of the window, and its limbs were still kicking in vain in the air.

Anthony caught the toad with bulging eyes and handed it to Neville, who was watching eagerly: Merry Christmas, Mr. Longbottom.

Neville held Leif tightly and cherishedly: Merry Christmas, Professor Anthony, thank you.

Go quickly, don't miss the Hogwarts Express. Anthony said, You too, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger. I heard you are going to the Black family, Mr. Potter?

An uncontrollable smile appeared on Harry's face: Yes, Professor Anthony.

Have fun. Anthony smiled. Well, I wish you all a Merry Christmas. Especially you, Mr. Weasley.

Ron blushed slightly. I try my best, he said.

…

Ron did seem to be enjoying his time off after most people left.

While Wood also left, the Weasley twins got the key to the broom shed from somewhere and moved all the brooms out.

Mrs. Hooch found them, Ron and Ginny flying over the snow-covered Quidditch field one morning. The twin brothers imitated Wood and followed Ron and Ginny, shouting Faster! ” “Come on, move, boys and girls” or “I told you you needed to dive now.”

Of course you know how the twins fly, but I must tell you that their sister is also very talented. Professor McGonagall stared at the four red-haired children as they wiped the broomsticks clean and put them back in the broom shed. Mrs. Hooch said to her, Plus Charlie Weasley... maybe everyone in the Weasley family has some Quidditch talent.

Anthony heard this story in the greenhouse. He asked curiously: Where is Ron Weasley? Can he fly well? When he was temporarily staying at the Burrow, the Weasley children had tried to teach him how to ride a broomstick, and during the holidays At the end of the day, his level was not good enough to distinguish everyone's talent.

Professor McGonagall hesitated and said, He does know how to use a broomstick.

Okay, said Anthony, just as I thought—better than me.

…

On the third day before Christmas, Anthony and Hagrid finally set off.

Anthony brought only a very small baggage, including gifts for Norbert, gifts for Charlie Weasley, the ginger cat, the wraith chicken and the wraith mouse.

In addition to the books Hermione requested, Hagrid also brought various things to Norbert: a plush blanket, a packet of rock biscuits, several cases of brandy, and a shiny stone that was said to... For dragons to sharpen their teeth. He was persuaded by Anthony to abandon the pile of dead rats, but insisted on bringing the ferret sandwich.

Due to Anthony's poor flying skills, they are unable to use their broomstick to reach the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. However, Anthony secretly felt that this was not just his problem. He doubted that even if he managed to strap himself to a broomstick, Hagrid wouldn't be able to find a suitable broomstick.

They eventually decided to take the Knight Bus to the port and then take a boat to France. For some reason, the wizarding world of France seemed to have a range of transportation options suitable for larger people, so Hagrid was able to have a relatively comfortable journey in France. After leaving France, they would pass through Switzerland, which was not under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic, through Austria, and finally from the dragon sanctuary in Hungary - mainly Hungarian Horntails - into the dragon sanctuary in Romania.

On the other hand, Charlie Weasley and his friends will also go to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in Hungary to greet them, because although the British Ministry of Magic rejected Anthony and Hagrid's Portkey application, they did not find a suitable reason to refute McGonagall's request. The professor applied for the exchange scholar status for them. Of course, the Fire Dragon Sanctuary should also send someone to greet their exchange scholars.

…

Even with the help of a lot of magic, it still took them a whole day to arrive at the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in Hungary.

The Knight Bus was as bumpy as ever, but neither Anthony nor Hagrid vomited. The time on the boat was also wonderful. The cold morning air blew on their faces, refreshing them. When the fog cleared, they could see the sun shining on the sea next to them, and they could also see the French land slowly approaching them.

Hagrid's huge size did cause a bit of trouble. He couldn't fit himself into the small bed in the cabin, and even his suitcase barely fit into the room.

So, although they had planned to avoid trouble by booking a small room in which to spend their time, they ended up sitting on the deck enjoying the wind while the crew and fellow passengers looked at them in covert amazement. Anthony ordered two cups of coffee, but the coffee cup looked very small in Hagrid's hands.

Hagrid had no interest in this bitter and weak drink, and he didn't care about the looks of others around him. Under everyone's gaze, he took out the brandy from his pocket, mixed it with his coffee, and had it with a ferret sandwich for breakfast. Anthony smiled at a passenger who was glaring at the dangling tail between two slices of bread, and elbowed Hagrid very hard.

While disembarking, he heard two men whispering about whether the giant pica on board was a member of some circus, and thought Anthony might survive a box full of knives.

Overall, they had an extremely smooth time in France. French wizards can ride in very large carriages that look like the pumpkin carriages conjured up by Cinderella's godmother. All the carriages are decorated with sparkling jewels, and even the horse's bridles are twisted from gold wire.

Anthony calculated the exchange rate between galleons and French magic currency and found that it was almost as expensive as the Knight Bus and almost as bumpy. Through the crystal glass window, they could see the scenery outside the window changing rapidly, so that all the colors finally blurred together. They seemed to be running in a field of flowing oil paints - except that there were countless amounts of paint mixed in. The small stones made the carriage jump up and down.

After an unknown amount of time, their carriage finally stopped. Anthony opened the door and found that he had arrived on the mountain. There is ice and snow all around, and as far as the eye can see, except for the faint gray-brown mountains in the distance and the gray rocks with faint layers of snow, there is only a vast expanse of white.

He got out of the carriage, turned around, and saw the four pegasus still standing quietly in the snow, their heads tilted to the side, and their eyes covered with blindfolds looking at him quietly.

Hagrid got off the carriage with difficulty, reached out and patted the Pegasus' neck, took out the brandy from his pocket, and handed it to the horse's mouth. Before Anthony could react, he saw all the horses getting excited. They walked in place, swung their tails, shook their heads and snorted, put their thick mouths on the mouth of the small wine bottle, and licked the bottle with their wide tongues.

I heard that French horses like to drink, Hager said.

The horses had begun to chew the mouth of the bottle with their teeth. They flapped their wings as if trying to take the bottle away from Hagrid.

…

If it weren't for the boxes of brandy Hagrid brought, they would have taken the train.

But here's the thing, it's hard for them to board a train without violating the Statute of Secrecy if there are a few Pegasus kicking behind them. Additionally, Anthony isn't sure whether people should buy tickets for the Pegasus. Maybe he will need to buy four bicycle tickets.

Anyway, they ended up trekking for a long time in the snowy mountains.

Thankfully, neither Anthony nor Hagrid were too cold. Sadly, those Pegasus didn't seem to be too afraid of the cold, so much so that they kept following Hagrid, which even made Anthony worry about whether they had smuggled four Pegasus horses and a luxurious carriage from France.

Fortunately, they finally reached an agreement with Hagrid - no matter how Hagrid did it - and transported them to the border of Austria and Hungary at the cost of four bottles of brandy.

…

Norbert would agree. Hagrid muttered as he checked his inventory after getting off the carriage. Norbert is a generous little baby who is willing to share.

Anthony watched as the pegasus dragged the clanking carriage across the sky.

Hagrid? he said.

Um?

Do you think Norbert would mind sharing a little rock pie with me? Anthony said. It was lunch time, but the Swiss currency he exchanged had no effect, and he didn't have enough Austrian shillings or forints.