The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

When Anthony informed Harry and Ron of their confinement while cleaning the Muggle Studies classroom with Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin, their expressions reminded him of Skeleton Cat who smelled Quirrell.

Hermione will die laughing, muttered Ron, Parkinson!

But this time was their own choice - Anthony originally arranged it during the day, but Harry said that in addition to going to class, he also practiced Quidditch, and asked him if he could arrange the confinement to the evening. Ron complained and chose to spend the night with Harry in solitary confinement.

When they met Pansy, they glared at each other without any sign of weakness. Even in lockdown, Pansy still proudly announced that this year's Quidditch Cup must be for Slytherin, and of course, the House Cup is the same - just like it has been for so many years.

Pansy also laughed at Harry's loneliness and Ron's poverty. This angered Harry and Ron, who retorted without any sign of weakness, laughing at Pansy's stupidity and ugliness. Without professors standing by, asking students to clean the classroom might become asking elves to repair the classroom.

If Anthony wasn't the one keeping order, he'd say tonight's lockdown was pretty exciting. Pansy's rag fell on Ron's head unconsciously (Oh, I didn't see you.), and when Harry went to wash away the dirty water from the mop, he couldn't carry it and poured it all over Pansy's socks (Oh, I didn't see you.) How could this happen! It's too heavy, Professor.), Ron accidentally knocked over the table while sweeping the floor, and when he went to hold the table, he threw the broom away in a hurry, and just hit Pansy with precision (Oops, Oops! Sorry, Parkinson, I didn’t see you either.”).

But Harry seems to have a lot of experience with housework such as cleaning. When Ron had to sweep up the dust stuck to the floor again, he skillfully took the broom and pushed them to a dry location, as if he had practiced it countless times.

After Anthony announced that there was still half an hour, the three of them silently sped up their movements. From the beginning, he divided the work between them: Pansy wiped the blackboard and window sill, Ron swept the floor, and Harry mopped the floor. Everyone doesn't want problems to occur in the part they are responsible for, so they don't care about causing trouble for each other and just focus on cleaning up the trouble at hand.

To be honest, there wasn't much to clean originally - the elf did a great job - but after a war of hygiene tools, the classroom was littered with bits of broken chalk, broken broomsticks and broomsticks that had somehow detached themselves from the main body. mop strips. The ash that was originally on the ground appeared on the blackboard, and the dead leaves on the windowsill were pushed to the floor.

What Anthony didn't expect was that half an hour later, the entire classroom became bright and clean again, as if these three people had never been there. The potential of the students was astonishing – they actually showed a level of cooperation. Harry even picked up Pansy's rag after she dropped it on the floor. Later, when Ron was sweeping the floor, Pansy silently made way for him, not blocking his cleaning path with her water-filled shoes that made a squeaking sound when stepped on.

He couldn't fault it, so he had to tell the three of them that they had finished their work and could go back to the dormitory. Harry and Ron went back with relief on their faces, and Pansy followed them grimly, aware that she would be in solitary confinement for the next week.

…

Saturday arrived in a blink of an eye. The Quidditch pitch was crowded with people, and the sun was high in the sky. In order to allow Dumbledore to participate smoothly, the game was arranged in the afternoon.

Anthony sat next to Professor Flitwick. Ravenclaw students are far less enthusiastic about Quidditch than Gryffindor. There is no competition in their house today, so most of them stayed in the castle, each busy with their own things, just waiting to calculate the score after knowing the result. .

He originally thought that Slytherin would be about the same, but there were also many Slytherin students in the stands - because they never liked sitting with people from other houses, this group of students wearing various silver and green decorations was quite easy to identify. ——They clearly wanted Gryffindor to lose, and they did not hesitate to support Hufflepuff for this reason.

Wait - is that Snape? Anthony asked, pointing to the figure holding a broom next to Mrs. Hooch.

Yes, he is the referee of today's game. Professor Flitwick said. Judging from his tone, Hufflepuff will definitely win today.

Anthony guessed he would never see a fair Quidditch match again. This is quite detrimental to his understanding of the sport. He looked around and realized that many people weren't there to watch the game. They came out to watch the fun.

Snape blows the whistle - OK, Professor Snape - the game begins. Lee Jordan's voice came over, Hufflepuff got the Quaffle first and ran all the way, avoiding the interception. Very exciting - beautiful! The Weasley twins hit a Bludger to regain the initiative - the ball is now in the hands of Alia Spinnet, well done, the new blood of the Gryffindor team - Wait, why did the referee blow the whistle?

Snape signaled that Gryffindor had committed a foul and awarded Hufflepuff a penalty. Wood glared angrily at Snape and raised his hands to signal the players to obey the referee.

Two minutes later, Snape awarded Hufflepuff a penalty for no reason. Even the Hufflepuff students looked a little ugly. Anthony heard them whispering: This is nothing. Totally unfair. The captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team looked at Wood inquiringly. Wood took a deep breath and nodded to him, and then he asked the players with a straight face. Pitch.

Slytherin was in high spirits, as if they were the team that was being favored for no reason. If it weren't for the yellow jerseys worn by the players on the court, Anthony would have thought he was watching the third game between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Gryffindor's Seeker, Harry Potter, hovered over the pitch. Anthony paid half of his attention to him - with Dumbledore present, he believed that if Potter's broom suddenly went crazy, the headmaster could stop everything in time, and the method was much better than him. But he couldn't help but want to master the changes on the field.

Suddenly, Harry leaned down, and his broom flew out quickly, like a meteor streaking across the sky - Anthony was startled and stood up immediately - but Gryffindor's Seeker was steady Steady control of the broom, pursed lips, and a determined light shining in his emerald green eyes, he rushed towards Snape - he didn't want to beat the referee - the thinnest player in the game caught the Golden Snitch, Lift it high.

There were cheers on the court. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and even Hufflepuff applauded. The Hufflepuff captain circled in the air, lowered his broom happily, and gave a thumbs up to Wood who was shouting excitedly.

I almost forgot to say it officially in my essay: There is no female protagonist in this article! As I said before, the words in the last chapter were just to emphasize that there will not be any weird plot of Tracy secretly promising Anthony... Teacher-student love fight!