From Azkaban To Hogwarts

On Friday afternoon, the staff lounge.

A few professors who had no class played the wizard chess, while William had nothing to do with a copy of Transfiguration. In theory, he should read more professionally related things, but since the incident of Professor Singid’s hair growth agent, He suddenly discovered that he still knew too little about the common sense of the magic world.

Although those common sense theoretically have no quick way to improve, but William still feels that he should dabble in books on other subjects to broaden his knowledge.

‘Why is Transfiguration so difficult? ’

In theory, this book on Transfiguration should be a basic reading for the third grade, but William reads quite a bit of C language: the feeling of starting from the beginning to the ground.

The magic foundation he originally received was a mixed education of potions and some dark magic. The self-study before enrollment was also placed on the learning of self-defense, which has the highest improvement in self-protection ability, which is now renamed. Transfiguration is indeed improved for him. It's more difficult.

The courses in the first and second grades were easy to read, but the courses in the third grade were not so easy for him to understand.

"Why don't you go to the library to look through the bibliography?"

This idea emerged in William's mind-even if it is the same content, the explanation of different textbooks will be emphasized, no matter which subject it is.

Just as he was about to fulfill his idea, the door of the lounge was suddenly opened.

"Adams, are you back from eating chicken?"

Among the people watching the wizard chess, Xinjid popped his head.

It's a pity that this ridicule doesn't work anymore-the herbal medicine professor can already ignore this level of ridicule.

However, today William was wrong.

"Don't always wrong people, Xinjid, your biggest problem is that you like to speculate."

Adams shook his finger with contempt.

'Ok? ’

William, who had planned to leave after saying hello, was immediately attracted by the development of the plot-watching it for a while, isn't it a waste of time, right?

"It took us half a day to build a chicken shed that was bigger and bigger, and used several protective magics on it. Now there is no need to worry about some strange creatures killing the chicken."

"Necessary? Can you eat those magical creatures as fast as you can?"

Xin Ji De came directly with a critical attack.

"That's because all of us in Hufflepuff have good cooking skills, and of course the food is selling fast."

Adams looked proud.

"Huh? Didn't the attack happen on Monday? Hagrid hasn't caught the animal that killed the rooster?"

Because Monday was a big deal, the professors present knew what happened that day that caused the students to have dark circles under their eyes.

Hagrid has served as a hunting field guard longer than most professors, and everyone was surprised that he did not catch any mischievous animals.

‘It’s weird if you catch it. It’s probably the twins who did it. They didn’t even catch the evidence. ’

William lowered his head to hide his expression-even if he came to a conclusion, it would be wrong to tell other professors without any evidence.

"No, not only was it not caught, but the last rooster was also killed."

"The last one?"

"Yeah, in the morning, the poor chicken died when I passed by, otherwise it would not take us so long to make the chicken coop."

Adams said regretfully—obviously, he regretted not being able to slaughter the chicken himself.

"The last one? Did you eat so much?"

Hinged suddenly discovered the blind spot, which made things warm up-the lounge was suddenly full of joy. Adams explained that a chicken was not enough for Hagrid, and explained that it was mainly because of the number of times they ate. Many, but there is nowhere to hide under Xinjid's sharp eyes.

During their happy time, William left the lounge with a book in his hand.

——

‘What have I overlooked? Or do the twins fail to destroy it once, and plan to do it a second time? ’

Infinite thoughts emerged in William's mind, but he decided not to guess anymore-his last guess seemed to have gone wrong.

"Adams is not easy to ask. A group of professors are here. It is estimated that if you ask, you will be easily led by Xinjid. Although it is good to be happy on weekdays, the atmosphere over there is obviously not suitable. Investigate."

William walked quickly in the corridor, he was going to ask Hagrid first-hoping to get some different information this time.

"Hagrid, Hagrid!"

Outside Hagrid's cabin, William shouted.

"William! Good afternoon-I want to go out, you want to come together, I remember you have no class."

Hagrid poked his head out with a very funny piece of equipment. William could pack the tickets. If Hagrid's bag plus the cage in his hand were used to catch rabbits, it would be enough for the whole school to go to class.

"No, no, but now—well, there is something I want to ask you."

William considered his words, and he hoped that this question would make Hagrid take it a little more seriously.

"Well, you are a bit too serious, anyway, I have already booked with Owl, sit inside for a while~www.readwn.com~ I think we have enough time to discuss."

He waved his hand funny, put the cage on the ground, and took William into the house.

"I learned a lot of recipes with Professor Adams this week—some of them are magic recipes, which are not easy to learn. If I have time on the weekend, I will show you a hand."

Hagrid murmured as he started looking for teacups.

‘If I remember correctly, Adams said the last rooster died today? He's not going to buy goods again, will he? ’

"So, you want to buy a rooster?"

"Yes, I'm going to buy more. This time I have ordered a lot of them."

Hagrid casually put the teacup on the table.

"I heard Adams say that a rooster died today?"

"Yes, exactly the same as last time, Professor Adams helped me strengthen the chicken shed, and also used the usual method of expelling magical creatures in greenhouses. I also made some traps to scare away small things that might come. It should be safe to bring the rooster."

It seemed that Adams's chicken coop was well repaired, at least Hagrid was quite satisfied.

But William was not here to investigate this.

"Well, what is the difference between this attack and the last time? For example, traces, techniques, blood loss, etc.?"

"What can I do-it's the same way, biting off my head, and then losing all his blood. If I didn't know that vampires don't drink chicken blood, I would suspect it is a vampire!"

Hagrid said casually, he was more improper than he was last time.

It's also-after all, a dozen roosters were eaten in a week, and a chicken that died out was still edible. What's so surprising?

If William himself hadn't hung a curse, he wouldn't care about it-anyway, he can eat without poison, and there is not enough for a meal, so what's there to worry about?

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