The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Chapter 61 Pansy Parkinson at Night

Anthony had to go down and catch this unabashed nocturnal student: Miss Parkinson, what are you doing?

Pansy looked impatient. She didn't seem to realize that Anthony who had deducted Slytherin had the power to punish herself, and said loudly: I'm going to find Davis!

Anthony said, Huh?

She did it on purpose! Pansy shouted, She...she didn't go back to the dormitory on purpose. She wanted to take revenge on me!

Anthony didn't understand the logic at all.

That filthy bastard! If she gets caught...if she gets points deducted...those points will be my fault! Pansy said. She made me forget on purpose, but luckily Draco reminded me. …”

The Muggle Studies professor who could still deduct points looked at this stupid girl quietly. Facing Anthony's gaze, Pansy seemed to suddenly notice that she was also out at night and had just confessed to another student who was outside the dormitory after curfew.

Her expression instantly turned terrible.

Professor...Professor Anthony... she said anxiously, her poodle-like face flashing the look of human thinking for the first time.

Anthony asked: If I understand correctly, is there another student out at night?

No, there's no one, Professor, Pansy said firmly.

Then why are you outside? I heard you said you were going to find someone?

Pansy thought hard for a while and shook her head: No, Professor. I'm on a night trip and I'm alone.

Anthony sighed: One week of confinement, Miss Parkinson, I will inform you of the details tomorrow. It's too late, go back to the dormitory, and don't say those insulting words again, or I will deduct points next time.

Yes, Professor, said Pansy, and ran to the cellar again.

Anthony did not remind her to tread lightly. If she gets points deducted if someone else catches her, that's none of his business.

…

He returned to the school hospital. Miss Davis was still sitting on the bed, her head filled with steam, and the books she had brought were piled neatly on the bedside table. She stared into the air before her, thinking. Anthony knocked on the open door.

Professor? She looked at Anthony at the door in surprise.

Anthony got straight to the point: I just met Miss Pansy Parkinson on the stairs. She wants to go to the Astronomy Tower to find you.

Tracy pursed her lips and said calmly: Then she is really unlucky. The thin child clenched his hands, stretched his upper body, and stared at Anthony closely.

Did you deduct points? After a while, she asked quietly.

Anthony shook his head: Confinement.

oh.

Anthony looked at her for a while and nodded: Have a good rest, Miss Davis. He emphasized again, If you need help, remember to go to your dean.

Tracy sneered softly in the white smoke, then nodded meekly and said, Okay, Professor.

…

Pansy's stupidity impressed Anthony.

He met the girl again on his way back.

She did remember to cover up the sound of footsteps this time. She held her shoes in her hands and walked up cautiously with her bare feet, observing her surroundings vigilantly from time to time - and then she met the eyes of Anthony who was looking at her thoughtfully.

Pansy turned pale. She said, Professor, I'm lost.

Anthony nodded: I believe it, Miss Parkinson. Even if you just turn around, you will be in the right direction.

I'm really lost, Pansy insisted.

Anthony looked at her feet that were blue from the cold, and said helplessly: Wear shoes even if you get lost. If you are looking for the student on the astronomy tower, I have already seen her.

The Slytherin first year in front of him gasped. Her eyes were suddenly filled with resentment and malice.

I didn't deduct points. Anthony said, looking at the sky outside the castle, But you, Miss Parkinson, were deducted two points for your second night out. Now go back.

Pansy gritted her teeth and said, Okay. She roughly put on her shoes and ran back to the cellar.

Anthony hoped he had done nothing wrong. He really didn't understand how Slytherin worked internally. He also didn't know what Pansy was going to do with the points she'd lost for the night out...which was exactly the same amount of points Tracy had been deducted in astronomy class.

But he will know. After all, Pansy still had to spend a week in solitary confinement under him.

…

When he met Roger Davis in the library, Anthony stopped him and chatted with him about his sister. The student, who was so focused on studying and Quidditch, always believed that his sister's life was normal - normal in the Slytherin sense - completely unaware that she had matured beyond a 12-year-old child.

Even when we were at home, she had always been relatively withdrawn. Roger recalled, But during the last Quidditch match, I asked her to deliver water to our team, and Slytherin didn't seem to have any reaction?

He frowned more and more, trying hard to recall any footage that proved that Tracey was bullied in Slytherin.

Sometimes he couldn't see her at the dining table - Roger thought she was just studying. Every dormitory in Ravenclaw had at least one student who relied on their roommates to remind them to eat.

She would go to the school hospital from time to time - Slytherin was always like this, some because of fights, some because of being beaten, and some were simply affected.

She always goes to and from get out of class alone - but she is of mixed race and is not valued by her father. This level of isolation is considered mild for their academy.

The Slytherin routine outlined in Roger's words surprised Anthony. What impressed him most about the Slytherin students was the Malfoy who broke through the ice and filled the hole with gold galleons, followed by the Quidditch madman who jumped down from his broom.

He ignored that there were many fringe students who were outside the group, who formed the main force of adding points to the academy, and would suffer the so-called punishment because of a little deduction of points.

Slytherin managed his house into a decadent society with distinct classes.

She always told me that nothing happened. Roger said reproachfully, I should have paid more attention. Thank you, professor.

Anthony shook his head silently.

…

His office is about to welcome its first student to solitary confinement. Anthony specifically consulted his colleagues and learned that most of the confinement content was just asking students to work for professors and do some work that no one wanted to do as punishment.

But his original intention was to solve the problem.

He decided to have a good talk with Pansy Parkinson first... Judging from the look in her eyes after she was deducted for night outing, simply talking to Anthony would probably be torture for her. But Anthony won't miss this opportunity.

He had never had an in-depth chat with a Slytherin student. His students were all from other houses, and everyone hated Slytherin, to a greater or lesser extent.

Slytherins are like cockroaches. A student once said bluntly during class. They hide underground, but they are everywhere. Some people are afraid of them, some people hate them, and some people don't I mind too much.

Anthony didn't understand either cockroaches or Slytherins, and he needed a little information to understand what was going on. In fact, he doesn't even understand now why Slytherin cares so much about house points - it's just about a trophy.

Many of his students act as if they don't care about their grades at all, and deducting points is just unlucky today for them. But currently, in Slytherin it means I am a sinner.

Anthony wanted to know why.

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