From Azkaban To Hogwarts

William, who originally thought that this investigation would be as fruitless as last time, did not expect to receive good news on Filch's side just after starting the investigation.

"No bloodstains this time, only chicken feathers?"

"Yeah, I carefully checked the ground outside the castle last night and confirmed that nothing leaked there at that time. I didn't find chicken feathers there until I opened the gate the next day."

The conscientious administrator is quite sure that due to Monday's bloodstain accident, he is very concerned when closing the castle gate these days.

"Great, Mr. Filch, we can now determine when the crime will be committed."

William patted the table excitedly, his tone full of uncontrollable joy.

"If the troublemaker is caught, I will definitely give him the best punishment-that guy must have walked through the secret road, and I will catch that guy."

"Trust me, it will be soon, I have entrusted the students to check—"

"Delegated students? Prefects?"

"No, the group of students who are in confinement, believe me, they want to catch the troublemaker even more."

Filch's face showed obvious entanglement-he didn't agree with William's use of the students who made mistakes, and he also agreed with those guys who could find the secret way.

"Alright, let them try. Anyway, if the investigation does not come out, there will be a day of confinement. If the investigation comes out, it will be arrested or arrested."

The administrator mumbled reluctantly, making William a little bit uncontrollable, but he successfully concealed it by turning around to bid farewell.

"See you later, Mr. Filch, waiting for my good news, I have a great idea, if there are no mistakes, we will be able to catch that guy soon!"

William said goodbye and quickly left Filch's office.

‘When I go out in the middle of the night, I still walk through the secret road. Isn’t this waiting to be caught? ’

——

William knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office.

"Please come in."

"Professor William?" Professor McGonagall made a rather surprised voice when he saw William.

She only saw William at the dinner table at noon. It stands to reason that there is something to be said at that time. Even if it is an application form, it is impossible to come over and submit it on Friday afternoon.

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall."

"Please sit down, what's the urgent matter?"

"There are two more urgent things, Professor McGonagall, if I want to hold a small banquet, is there any larger vacant space in the school?"

"Banquet, a good choice." Professor McGonagall smiled rarely. "All professors' offices can release the expansion curse, and the area is not too limited. You can also negotiate with the kitchen for low-cost dishes. In fact, there are often professors holding banquets, and the house elves will help to get everything done."

‘Expansion spell? It's something that I haven't learned again-I can't ask Adams, anyway, if he can't beat me, everyone is embarrassed and there is no embarrassment. ’

As for asking for a house-elf, William is almost familiar with it. It can only be said that the welfare of Hogwarts professors is indeed very high.

"Well, one more thing."

"Please tell me, Professor William." Although he has a serious face all the year round, Professor McGonagall's expression is obviously relaxed at this moment-it is not an urgent matter. As the dean of Gryffindor, the other professors are sudden. Most of the people in her college made some big mistakes to find her, and the confinement was not enough.

"Well, how should I say, Professor, this matter has to start on Monday."

"Monday?" Professor McGonagall was stunned, and then remembered, "Monday-Professor William, do you mean the big inspection caused by the death of Hagrid's chicken?"

"Yes, Professor."

"They did it again?"

Professor McGonagall’s answer is helpless and proficient in making people worry about what has been released over the years.

"No, no, no, professor, I'm not sure, I just want to do an investigation-after this week of investigation, it is roughly determined that the person who committed the crime should have slipped out of the castle through the secret tunnel at night, and then put the chicken blood and feathers I left it outside."

"So, Professor William, you want to investigate who is going in and out of the lounge at night?"

"Is such that."

"I'll go together too. She has a very stubborn character. Except for Albus and me, she probably wouldn't tell anyone who asked her."

‘If you’re not stubborn, how can you be the gatekeeper of the Gryffindor lounge, a student guarding an academy, anyone can ask what it is. ’

Unfortunately, William dare not say this.

——

"Professor McGonagall!"

The portrait of the fat lady was unusually enthusiastic when she saw Professor McGonagall. It was completely unlike the last time William came to call the students, and there was no plan to let the professor in at all.

"good afternoon."

"Are you going in?"

The entrance to the lounge was opened almost instantly.

"No, thank you. Today I am not here to find students, but to investigate something."

"I remember everything these days, Professor."

"Thanks for your hard work, fat lady, who went out after the lights went out on Monday night?"

"I remember very clearly..."

The fat lady swiftly reported a long list of names, and had no intention of helping the students cover.

"It's really miserable. It is estimated that Professor McGonagall usually turns one eye on this matter, but today these children hit the gun."

The culprit, William, did not realize that this investigation was his conscious effort to drag Professor McGonagall in, and he just listened to the information below.

At this moment, there were already many children who planned to go in, but it was discovered that Professor McGonagall was standing there in a daze after the investigation, not even biting his ears.

"I remember these names. When they come back, let them report to my office."

Professor McGonagall relentlessly sentenced the hapless ones to death.

"So, what about last night, who tried to leave the lounge after the lights were turned off last night?"

The professor asked as usual~www.readwn.com~No, professor, no one tried to get in or out. "

The fat lady was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, and finally replied decisively.

"No?"

William yelled out in surprise, but immediately realized that something was wrong—he yelled, didn’t he conclude that the prisoner was in Gryffindor?

However, the same voice appeared in Professor McGonagall’s mouth

"No?"

The professor's tone didn't calm down for the first time, she looked at the fat lady questioningly, "Are you sure?"

"I am very sure that after the lights were turned off last night, no one tried to leave the lounge and no one went in."

The scene suddenly became cold. Although the surrounding students showed a curious look, Professor McGonagall immediately sorted out their expressions.

"Don't watch everyone, go back to the lounge—Professor William, come with me and I."