The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

How did you get here? Anthony asked.

Tracey said softly: I'm sorry, I was distracted, Professor. She turned around and walked down the stairs, I think I've been a little sleep-deprived recently.

Anthony nodded calmly and followed: Okay, Davis, I hope you can have a good rest tonight.

The cellar was colder than other places, and the torches burned feebly, illuminating the corridors. Their footsteps hit the wall and echoed repeatedly. Anthony sent Tracy to the door of the dormitory, watched her give the password to enter, and immediately returned to the abandoned bathroom.

If the Weasley twins hadn't taken him to visit their abandoned secret base when they handed over the vixen egg, Anthony might not have known how to enter this room with a rusty door lock. He found a piece of wire under the crack of the door - he secretly doubted whether Tracy would really use the twin method to open the door - he inserted it into the keyhole and fiddled with it laboriously (George was very skillful when demonstrating it for him) .

The door opened with a creaking groan. Anthony walked inside.

The furnishings inside are different from what I saw last time. The air is filled with the smell of potions. There is a cleaned crucible next to the sink. Potion materials are neatly placed on the toilet that the twin brothers transformed into a shelf at the entrance. The entire room has been cleaned, except for the ceiling. Wearing a colorful wig and grinning, the toilet seat still maintains Weasley characteristics.

The toilet seat started chattering since he entered: Welcome, distinguished guest! Welcome to the beautiful toilet! I wish you a beautiful day as a toilet! If not, I wish you a beautiful tomorrow as a toilet...

Anthony stuffed it into the unused toilet nearby. The toilet seat purred with satisfaction and became quiet.

…

Anthony frowned and looked at the rows of potion ingredients in front of him.

Corked bottles contain stones that reflect a strange luster, crystal reagent bottles contain sticky liquids, neatly separated boxes are lined with large and small scales, and dried herbs are stored in breathable linen. There was a strange smell in the bag, there were powders of various granularities and colors in the jars, and there were some... uh, corpses stored in dark brown glass bottles kept away from light.

As Anthony and Neville said, he knew nothing about potions. Rather than expecting him to deduce what Miss Davis is doing from this shelf of material, he might as well expect Myrtle to pop up from the toilet and tell him what's going on.

But fortunately, there happens to be a guy in the castle who is said to be a potion master. Brackets, not awarded the British Advanced Potions Society Lifetime Achievement Award.

And Tracy happened to be a student at his college.

…

As soon as he knocked on the dark door, the office door was opened. Snape glared at him angrily: I hope you have a good enough reason, Anthony.

I think I do, Anthony said. Probably.

Very well, tell me, Snape said impatiently. His voice echoed in the corridor, making the cellar seem even colder and quieter.

Anthony said a little apologetically: It may take up a little of your time... I need your help identifying some potion materials.

Snape immediately said: Unfortunately, not every professor spends all day doing nothing, drinking tea, walking and chatting. He stepped aside and showed Anthony the bubbling cauldron behind him, As you can see , I’m a busy person. It’s not part of my job to help my colleagues with their ignorant curiosity, especially when I need to be in the office.”

Anthony smiled and said, But this matter is not just about my curiosity, it also has something to do with the students. Seeing that Snape still wanted to refuse, he added, I think I said it last time, you can't ignore the students. .And the good news is, I have a great memory.

…

A handful of long, slender, spiny solids with a black tip, about this long. Packed in a glass bottle.

Porcupine quills, Snape replied with a frown.

He stirred the strange things in the pot three times clockwise, turned down the flame, and then turned around menacingly: It's been half an hour. What exactly do you want to know, Anthony? A basic potion material knowledge test?

That's not true. Anthony thought for a moment and did not give any more details.

He wasn't prepared to divulge too much information to Snape until he knew exactly what Tracey was doing. The teapot in the staff room testified that he had too much evidence that this man would immediately refuse anyone else's involvement in Slytherin's affairs once they knew what was going on.

Anthony continued to ask: A kind of stone that reflects a strange blue-white light, so big.

I wonder why I should answer you if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, Snape said, and the little hourglass on his desk screamed.

He waved his hand irritably to silence the hourglass and began to pour some materials into the crucible: Moonstone. Supplement your common sense, Anthony, and you will find that it is not so difficult.

Anthony recalled that he already knew the names of all the materials in Tracy's inventory. The next step is to arrange and combine them to determine what she is secretly cooking. Whatever it was, it shouldn't be beyond the scope of Hogwarts textbooks - she was only a second-year student after all, and the material sounded relatively simple.

I have no more questions. Thank you, he said.

Very good. Snape said without raising his head, Let me remind you that two of the answers just given are wrong. You can try to judge which ones you are.

What?

You heard me, Anthony, said Snape, add your common sense.

The potion in the crucible turned a beautiful blue. Snape tapped the edge of the pot with his wand and stood up proudly: Or, tell me why you want to know these materials. A very interesting choice, Anthony, you The submitted materials can be used to cook some wonderful things...

Like? Anthony asked.

Snape sneered.

Thank you. Anthony opened the door and left without hesitation.

Snape said: For Merlin's sake, who are you covering up for? With these basic materials... He showed a subtle expression between disdain and contempt, ...it is impossible to make No big deal. A Slytherin student, right? He sighed loudly in annoyance, I believe I'm still Head of House at least, Anthony.

Anthony saw it as a veiled way of saying, “I still care about my students.”

I would like to thank the person who tipped me, and I would like to praise the toilet seat: (in chronological order)

Irano (100 points), Book Friend 20190903140448678 (500 points), Aljosud's Pen (4 points), Boys Are Not Afraid of Strong Girls (2 points), Fu Xiu (100 points), Like Mr. Street Lamp (600 points) ), Edi is a little cat (100 points), a bowl of rice (100 points), a little salted fish with ideals (100 points), Yehui Minyue (100 points), Tong Xuan (100 points), 2012135 ( 100 points), Shen Lingzi (100 points)