The Pacifist Necromancer of Hogwarts

Oh, Snape said meaningfully.

Malfoy whispered, Tell me, Severus, is this part of Dumbledore's plan?

Snape thought for a while: It's hard to say. But, Lucius, allow me to give you a small reminder: If I were you, I would probably be more careful recently.

Malfoy's figure seemed to tense, and pale fingers grasped his wrist.

Be more careful! There was a trace of annoyance and blame in his voice. If I needed to be more careful, I shouldn't have agreed to apply for Azkaban visitation opportunities for you! Even though the Auror office has been really busy recently. Taking into account some...minutive things, those batters may still detect something.

Don't make it sound like I'm the only one who doesn't want to hear that rat squeaking anymore, Lucius. You know why you agreed to it. Snape said unmoved, I just asked you to keep it up. Your innocence. Do you need me to remind you how much Fudge relies on your support?

You make it easy. Malfoy said coldly, Of course, Dumbledore has vouched for you, and you really have nothing to worry about. You are a good professor before Dumbledore, and you know all his plans...

Lucius, you are not naive enough to think that Dumbledore really has much trust in me, are you? Snape said, Of course you have heard that he has refused to hand over the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts to this day, Snape said. Me? Draco should have also mentioned his various prejudices and suppressions against Slytherin... Of course, I will not humbly say that my words of confession have no effect at all, but everyone knows what Dumbledore is. how is it like.

Anthony looked to the side in surprise. There was only darkness there, and he could no longer see Dumbledore at all.

but……

I have been very careful, Snape interrupted Malfoy. You know I would not have told anyone about Dumbledore and Black, Lucius.

Malfoy fell silent. The night wind whistled past them, and the signboard hanging outside the store closest to them made a creaking sound. Anthony heard the pig's head hanging in the pig's head bar snort very loudly in the distance.

By the way, if you have any interactions with other... acquaintances, Snape paused meaningfully, only waiting for Malfoy to snort in response, If you want to remind them, you can No need to mention my name.

Malfoy said softly: So, Black this afternoon is really... He seemed to be convinced by Snape, and the annoyance in his voice subsided.

I said, Dumbledore doesn't completely trust me. But you know Dumbledore's style, we can't rule out the possibility that Black is pretending. Snape added with a sneer, It's not that I trust him I have higher expectations in my head... If you don't have anything more to do, I think I have to leave. Good night.

Anthony saw his hood move and seemed to nod toward Malfoy. Before Malfoy could say anything else, Snape spun on the spot and disappeared with a soft crack.

Malfoy stood there for a while, stretched out his hand to lower his hood, and apparated away.

I think we should go, Henry. Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from beside Anthony, I suggest you hold on to my arm.

He turned his head and saw ripples in the air as Dumbledore suddenly appeared on the street. Anthony felt warm and knew that Dumbledore had lifted the Disillusionment Curse on him at the same time.

I almost thought you were no longer here, sir, said Anthony, putting his hand on Dumbledore's outstretched arm. Where?

Diagon Alley, I'm sure Severus will meet us there. Dumbledore said easily. I did leave for a while, but we'll talk about it later. Hurry up? Very good. .Three, two, one——”

The ground beneath Anthony's feet began to spin violently. In the midst of the spinning, the familiar feeling of being stuffed into a rubber tube when Apparating appeared again, but it seemed to last longer than ever before. Just when Anthony was wondering if he had been crushed, he finally landed on solid ground. The cold air rushed into his nose, as if inflating him again like a balloon.

He opened his eyes and saw the familiar street lights and cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley. The doors of the shops on both sides are closed, and there are still a few small lights in the windows, which cast an unreal halo on the products quietly waiting for buyers.

Oh, okay, said Anthony, straightening up and releasing his grip on Dumbledore's thin, strong arm. Of course, apparating directly from Hogsmeade to Diagon Alley. He should have thought of it earlier.

Save some time, Dumbledore explained.

With a snap, a black figure appeared beside them.

It's nice to see you again, Severus, said Dumbledore.

Snape said sullenly: You heard, Dumbledore, he is just an irresponsible person enjoying his freedom, and has nothing to do with the Dark Lord. Or you want me to visit a few more people ? His hood has been taken off, his eyes are squinting unkindly, and he is carefully looking at the surrounding environment.

No, Severus, maybe you are right, maybe it really has nothing to do with our old friends. Dumbledore said, However, while you and Lucius were having a little friendly chat, I happened to be Went for a walk in Hogsmeade... You know, Severus, Hogsmeade has some very famous attractions, including the Shrieking Shack...

Believe me, I remember the shed, Snape said impatiently. If you weren't going to tell me directly, I'd be more than happy to go back to the castle, Dumbledore. As you yourself know very well, I do have Lots to do.”

Then I spotted a Boggart, said Dumbledore.

Snape said, Great, Dumbledore, I can't wait to hear you tell me that all of this is just gibberish from Potter after seeing the Boggart.

Anthony frowned and said, I remember that Mr. Lupin released that Boggart.

Dumbledore continued: It was dead, and it looked like something had bitten it madly. I followed the traces of the struggle and found a set of broomstick maintenance tools, a large bag of candy, A bundle of fine quills, a bag of trick toys and four sandwiches.”

Anthony didn't know what to say.

So? Snape said coldly, Black bit the Boggart to death and escaped?

Well... let's hope that Tom really didn't sleep. Dumbledore said, leading the way to the Leaky Cauldron. We still have some questions about chips and lettuce to resolve.

…

Sirius Black? said Tom. Yes, he was in Diagon Alley this afternoon.

Anthony sat in front of the familiar bar, with Dumbledore and Snape beside him. A few minutes ago, Tom slowly walked out of the small corner room with a light in front of their knocks, complained, opened the door to the tavern, and almost forced everyone to order some with his businessman's eyes. What.

Anthony took a sip of brandy: Come on, Tom, you must know more.

Tom looked at him, then glanced at Dumbledore and Snape in confirmation. Dumbledore was sniffing the mead, smiling and nodding towards Tom, while Snape stood aside, staring indifferently at the small plate of pancakes in front of him on the bar.

Okay, okay. Tom said, Do you know that there is a fast food restaurant nearby? It opened not long ago, specializing in selling sandwiches, fish and chips, and the like. The business is so good that it is almost overtaking Florin Fusco's ice cream shop... Anyway, in the afternoon, Blake was eating French fries and walking out of the fast food restaurant - people didn't recognize it was Blake at first. To be honest, he looked It looked much healthier than in the newspaper - and then suddenly he was standing in the middle of the road, staring at the chips and shouting. Everyone was shocked.

What did he shout? Dumbledore asked concerned.

It's not real, or anything like that, Tom said. Someone said Blake even grabbed people walking by, pointed at the chips in his hand and asked them if it was real. They were quite frightened. .Poor guy, I think Azkaban still made him crazy.

Anthony asked: What then?

He stood in the street for a while - several people were frightened by him and they all came to me - and then, according to people who saw him, he took a few deep breaths and left, Tom said. The ground It was all covered with French fries that he spilled. The clerk of the fast food restaurant came out to clean it up quickly, but many customers still left. The fast food restaurant was really unlucky this afternoon, they could have sold more.

Left? said Anthony. Where?

How could I possibly know, said Tom. Go back, probably. Want another drink, Henry?

No, no, thank you. Anthony said confused, That's really weird.

…

Dumbledore thanked Tom and left the Leaky Cauldron with Snape. Anthony stayed behind and ordered a few bottles of brandy from Tom, intending them to be a Christmas present for his visit to Norbert. When he pushed open the door of the bar, he saw Dumbledore and Snape standing outside the door of the newly opened fast food restaurant, looking up at its sign.

Anthony walked over quickly: Is there anything noteworthy?

The things left in the Shrieking Shack lead me to believe that Sirius did indeed intend to return to Hogwarts, said Dumbledore, still looking carefully at the fast food restaurant, What kind of fear is holding him back? What does he think is not true? What does he see?

Snape said sarcastically: Potato chips?

No, I think not. Dumbledore said seriously. If I remember correctly, Sirius likes chips very much, especially the kind sprinkled with black pepper. He began to wave his wand and detect Looking at the ground in front of the fast food restaurant, There are no obvious traces of black magic.

Snape stood with his arms folded. Brilliant. Try this: He heard it was illegal to sprinkle black pepper on chips and realized he was about to return to Azkaban.

Anthony walked into the alley next to the fast food restaurant. This is a place that cannot be illuminated by street lights, and fish bones and various garbage seem to be scattered among the stones on the road. A row of trash cans are neatly placed in the corner, waiting for the unified disappearing spell in Diagon Alley after the sun comes up.

Such a law would be a nightmare, said Dumbledore. Can you think of any potions that might cause hallucinations, Severus?

Several cats were rummaging through the trash can, banging against the iron barrel walls. They raised their heads warily when Anthony approached, jumped out of the trash can, arched their backs and let out threatening hisses, their surprisingly large ears were flattened, and their eyes glowed faintly green in the darkness.

Kitty? Anthony said softly, raising his hand, Shh, it's okay, I just came over to take a look, okay?

The cat closest to him howled sharply and left like the wind. The remaining ones, holding fried fish in their mouths, disappeared quietly into the darkness.

For dipping chips, Dumbledore? Snape said dryly. I almost thought the most common comment potions received wasn't that they tasted bad or smelled bad.

Anthony lit the tip of his wand and studied the alley under the flickering white light. Mao Lizi forgot to cover the trash can again when he left, so he walked over——

Dumbledore said: But there are some colorless and odorless potions...

Sir, said Anthony.

Just to make sure, is there any ingredient in the nutritional potion that Sirius is taking that might- Dumbledore was still discussing with Snape.

Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape. Anthony raised his voice, I suspect I know what he saw.

He stared at the trash can.

Dumbledore and Snape hurried over and looked down with him at the remaining contents of the trash can. Among the scattered sauces, bits of bread crumbs, and remnants of chips, the single largest piece of trash was a crumpled, grease-stained fast-food wrapper—an expired newspaper.

In the fluorescence of Anthony's wand, these newspapers cast shadows with claws on the inner wall of the trash can. The characters in several photos walked around, or showed beautiful smiles, displaying the products around them.

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