From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 In the third week of coming to Hogwarts, William made an investigation. The cause of the investigation was the death of a rooster.

　　 But this time, after entering Hogwarts, William, who has gone smoothly in all aspects, felt the taste of failure for the first time-he finally understood why there was a period of time when there was a restriction in the mystery that was not Chinese.

Like martial arts, magic is a matter of external power. Although William has been working hard to study everything about magic since opening his eyes and discovering that he is in Azkaban, he still can’t do the same as other wizards. The magic that enters all aspects of life is regarded as everyday.

　　 This is like the Sky Eye system encounters super powers, what else do you play?

　　 "William?"

　　 Adams' face suddenly shook in front of William, and he waved his hands in confusion, "What are you thinking about?"

　　 "Thinking about whether there is any resurrection magic, give that poor chicken such a shot, so that we can find out which **** did these things."

　　 "Are you okay, William? Not to mention that there is no such resurrection magic, it is true, can you understand what the chicken said?"

　　 Adams looked concerned-he suspected that William might have drunk the wrong potion. This state is a bit like a sequelae of accidentally taking the blissful potion after boiling it.

"No?"

　　 In Adams's surprised eyes, William asked madly.

　　 "No, even the legendary Philosopher's Stone can only make people immortal. As for the revival, it is something that only a fairy tale can appear--"

Adams responded cautiously, sneaking towards the magic wand-as a professor of herbal medicine, he didn't know much about potions. If William really drank the wrong potion, he must dare to drink the potion indiscriminately. The new professor stunned the dung stone.

　　 Drinking the wrong potion is not a trivial matter, especially the mood potion, which is a joy potion, which is more serious than Muggle drunkenness and excessive consumption of contraband. It is not a joke when a wizard runs rampantly.

　　‘Theoretically, Professor Snape or other potions professors would handle the problem better, but I’m not sure if this **** William will go to the school hospital to lie down for a few weeks, so that Professor Snape can substitute for lessons. ’

　　 Adams thought nervously, looking at the opportunity to draw out his wand and cast a sleeping spell.

"fairy tale?"

　　Although William's reaction was a bit beyond Adams's expectations, this kind of absent-minded state made Adams feel that he had a chance.

　　 "Fat out!"

　　 In order to increase the power of the spell, Adams didn't even use a silent spell. He took out his wand and completed the spell almost at the moment when William lost his mind.

　　‘I have to say, this guy’s way of placing his wand is quite useful. ’

　　 With this thought drifting through my mind, a heavy spell crash sounded.

　　 Adams didn't even figure out anything, and found that he couldn't hold his eyelids anymore-with a "boom", in William's surprised eyes, his dear friend, Adams, fell to the ground.

　　 "I haven't received Adams's negative emotion card. Is it possible that the system can only swipe a one-way card?"

　　William took the iron armor curse and skillfully put down Adams' wand-‘how did this guy do it, suddenly he was going to use sleepy magic on me? If you have a special hobby, considering professional issues, should you also use black tea? ’

　　 Inadvertently spit out such a sentence in his mind, and William suddenly stopped the hand he was about to hold Adams up.

　　 It's okay to be disgusted by myself... But what does Adams want to do, what kind of spell is it good?

　　 "Professor! The professor attacked the professor!"

　　 The oil painting that William had asked about only now realized what happened, and shouted loudly.

　　 "Well, I know what happened. Madam, please be quiet, or I will have to ask the house elves to clean the oil painting with a rag."

　　 William threatened in an angry manner. He just remembered something when he was talking to Adams, and now he is about to think carefully.

　　 The oil painting suddenly stopped making a sound-although it is necessary to clean the oil painting, unless the frame is extremely dirty, no one wants to be cleaned.

　　‘Resurrection from the dead, a fairy tale. Is the truth hidden in the fairy tale, or is Adams too savage and he has not heard of resurrection magic? I clearly remember that the Dark Lord, or the mysterious person, was reborn from a big pot. ’

　　 After thinking for a long time, William came to the conclusion that such a high-end operation of resurrection should not be mastered by a rookie like Adams, and he can't win a sneak attack. He can only barely get a certificate for his course of the year.

　　——

　　 "Hey, Adams, are you awake?"

　　 When Adams regained consciousness, he found that his wand had fallen into the hands of William on the opposite side.

　　 "Bastard William, you put such a heavy hand!"

　　 He decided to sue the wicked first-should he admit that he had never attacked before? How can this kind of thing be admitted!

　　 "Please, it's you who did it first-by the way, why on earth did you do it to me?"

　　 "You bastard, I think you took the wrong medicine!"

　　 William, who had been prepared to speak up, was immediately stunned.

　　 You just took the wrong medicine!

　　 "You just took the wrong medicine. I suspect that you killed the rooster that caused you to change the report, and then deliberately misled my investigation!"

　　 William bluntly stated his own statement, and threw Adams' wand back to him.

　　 "Have me change the report?"

　　 Adams was stunned, then he patted his head as if he suddenly remembered something.

　　 "By the way, it's the rooster. Ginny is still in confinement. I just heard about the rooster and I completely forgot about it!"

　　 He patted his robe, and then asked William with a serious face, "William, what happened to the **** that was killed."

　　 "It was too late when I passed by."

　　 "So fast? Hagrid ate it early in the morning?"

　　 "Eat it, that's not the case~www.readwn.com~ It was processed when I was there, and it is being stewed in a pot."

　　 "Stew it, that's good, then I'll go by first, are you going?"

　　 "Where are you going?"

　　 Adams said it so dumb, it made William feel confused.

　　 "Go to Hagrid, I want to eat chicken."

　　 You are such an adult, and you are so careful...

　　 William waved his hand helplessly, "No, I'm going to eat in the restaurant, remember to say hello to Hagrid."

　　 "Well, then I'll go there first."

　　 Adams was full of interest, and after walking out for a long time, he turned his head and beckoned to William.

　　 "William!"

　　 "Huh? Did you forget something?"

　　 "No, are you really sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?"

　　 After asking this sentence, Adams slipped away without looking back.

'This guy--'

　　 William shook his head. Although it was a short episode, he had already discovered the truth-Ginny, whom Adams mentioned just now, reminded him.

　　 "Sure enough, the murderer is you-Brother Weasley!"

　　Ps: It’s too late, but there are still two more or a big chapter.

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