The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Despite Professor Quirrell's dismal grades in class, Anthony still trusts his magical abilities. After understanding the soul himself, Anthony had to admit that Professor Quirrell was a genius, and he showed very profound insights into the nature of magic in just a few discussions.

And Quirrell is by no means the nerdy type of scholar - although he is prone to nervousness, judging from his exchanges with Anthony, he has extensive practical experience in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Anthony sometimes felt that his ideas were very novel and bold, but Professor Quirrell could always find loopholes from various angles and pointed out the unreliability of his experiments again and again.

So while walking upstairs with Quirrell, Anthony introduced the situation to him: I found a passage that leads directly to the Basilisk's kitchen, but its bedroom door is closed.

How - how are you sure it's a snake - a basilisk? asked Professor Quirrell.

Anthony said: I saw a snake slough. It was very big. It was exactly the same as what was written in the Lovely Big Friends you lent me. Do you know the ghost next door to us, Professor Quirrell? Moaning Myrtle? She is Victims of the basilisk...but I haven't found any records of more victims since her death, so it's possible that the basilisk is dormant.

Professor Quirrell followed him silently.

Anthony noticed that he had been looking at the rope and the snake in his hand, and took the initiative to explain: The book says that humans and ordinary snakes can communicate with the basilisk through snake language... You will understand when you see that wall, strange Professor Luo, the password to enter should be snake language.

The rope is used to find a way to get out after dealing with the basilisk - a very Muggle way. But he still had to lament the convenience of magic again. With just a little transfiguration, his belt became a long rope.

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In order not to reveal the secrets of the elf and the Weasley brothers, Anthony only said that he accidentally discovered the Room of Requirement, which contained a passage leading to the basilisk's lair. After walking back and forth three times, the door appeared, and Professor Quirrell was startled and trembled all over.

What's wrong? Anthony asked concernedly, If you feel uncomfortable, go back to your room and sleep quickly.

It doesn't matter. Quirrell's voice trembled, as if what he faced was not an ordinary door, but an angry monster. But he didn't take a step back.

Anthony looked at him worriedly, opened the door and showed him the dark hole: It's right down here.

Then he thought with all his heart that it would be nice if there was a place in the room where he could hang a tight rope... He could use the rope to mark the path he had taken, and he could climb up along the rope...

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly saw an iron ring on the wall, neither big nor small, very strong, just suitable for his rope.

Great. Anthony said, threading the rope through the hoop and tying a figure-eight knot firmly.

He held the rope loosely and said to Quirrell: I'm going down first, Professor Quirrell. The passage is quite long. If you are worried, you can hold on to the rope...

He sat down at the entrance of the cave and slid down again. The coil of rope was consumed rapidly, and he even had to extend the rope twice while still hanging in the air.

Then he felt a faint movement from the other end of the rope. Quirrell came down heroically.

Anthony waved his hand to extinguish the nearby soul fire - he had no intention of making poor Professor Quirrell more nervous - then picked up the wraith rat that had crawled on his shoe and put it in his pocket.

The rat rummaged around in his pocket, and finally seemed to find a comfortable position, settling down in the corner. Anthony put a finger in and touched its head.

At this time Professor Quirrell finally came down. His free hand held the wand steadily, and a steady light shone on the tip of the wand, illuminating the tunnel.

Very powerful fluorescent flash, Professor. Anthony couldn't help but praise.

Fluorescence is also one of the spells he uses most often - usually not to illuminate something, just to play with the wand - but it can never achieve stable lighting over a large area like Professor Quirrell.

With Professor Quirrell's help, the tunnel was no longer as dark and eerie as he had been before. While chatting with him, Anthony followed the corpse's guidance towards the main tunnel.

Perhaps to escape the tension of dangerous magical animals, Quirrell seems to have far more questions about the Room of Requirement than he does about the basilisk.

Quirrell asked: How - how did you find this place, Professor Antoine?

As you may know, Professor Quirrell, I have been tracking down the magical animals in the school, largely because I am worried about what monsters are wandering in the castle. Anthony said, But finding this passage is really a complete coincidence. I guess I'm just lucky...

If the Room of Requirement hadn't brought him to the courtyard of the Hog's Head pub, he would never have discovered that this room could also create passages, nor would he have thought of using it to throw rubbish.

However, his pursuit was not fruitless. At least when he saw the snake slough, he immediately realized where he was and what was waiting for him behind the wall.

Luck—luck, whispered Quirrell.

Anthony glanced at him. Under the fluorescent white light, a complex expression of emotion appeared on his extremely pale face.

Quirrell continued: It's still very - very impressive, Professor Anthony. I think even the school - the principal may not...

I dare not take credit. Anthony said frankly, In fact, someone else told me about this place. He hesitated, but still did not tell about the encounter in the kitchen, It was originally used to store things. .”

Quirrell stopped suddenly, the light on the head of the wand flickered brightly and dimly, and a large amount of sweat fell from his forehead, as if he was suffering from great pain.

Store what? he asked.

You really need to go find Madam Pomfrey, Professor. Anthony tried to steady him.

But Quirrell avoided his hand and stared at him persistently: No-it doesn't matter, I-I've always been like this.

Anthony had no choice but to answer his question: I don't know, I didn't explore it. The elf only told him that for hundreds of years, this was the room they used to store sundries. He dared to say that he was busy enough this semester and really didn't have the energy to open a lost and found counter for students of so many years.

You - you didn't? Quirrell confirmed, still looking restless.

I'm not. Anthony assured him, What's wrong, Professor Quirrell, are you worried about something?