From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 It took a long time for Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall to select three suitable candidates from among the prisoners.

　　 After all, it is the selection of professors, even if it has been reduced to Azkaban, the inappropriate candidates must be eliminated first.

　　Severely sentenced offenders are definitely not considered. Among light sentenced offenders, thieves can't ask for it, crooks can't ask for it, robbers can't ask for it, and those who come in because of gender issues, let alone.

　　 Otherwise, how could the huge Azkaban get William in his turn?

　　While William struggled, the two professors were also struggling. To make such a big scene, if the first three candidates are rejected, then they can only be selected from the few who have lost the election-but it will make things more troublesome.

　　 Fortunately, they got the answer quickly.

　　 "I figured it out, Professor Dumbledore."

　　 William took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said:

"But I have a requirement that the name of this course must be changed, whether it is called self-defense, or anti-curse research, or even Auror preliminary training or striker crash training. It must change its name. My offer letter, class schedule, student class schedule, freshman admission notice and even the internal title of the Ministry of Magic have all changed to a new name for this course."

　　 "Of course, I will communicate with the Ministry of Magic, then, welcome to join Hogwarts."

　　 Dumbledore smiled and spread his hands on the table.

　　—

　　 The clothes taken away when he was in prison, the wand taken away, a few small things and a book that he took with him.

　　 These magically sealed things in the box were brought over and placed in front of William, exactly the same as when they were taken away.

The hitter became amiable. The guy who was specially asked to help William complete the formalities of his release helped William complete all the formalities for his release, contacted the ship leaving the outdoor desert island, and even cared for William. Half an hour was left to bid farewell to the inmates.

　　 To be precise, the striker even asked William if he needed the dementors to visit his cell in advance and then go in and bid farewell to the inmates one by one, but William declined his offer.

　　 did not bring anything with him, William returned to his cell easily with the help of the striker, which attracted unanimous greetings from everyone in the cell.

　　 "What do you mean, you are going to Hogwarts?"

　　 The big guy is the most prosperous, his face is full of joy.

　　 "Yes, I'm going to Hogwarts."

　　 The cell was instantly blown up, everyone's eyes were full of envy, and they couldn't wait for it to be replaced right away-for this group of Azkaban mortals, there is nothing more desirable than freedom.

　　 William himself couldn't restrain his emotions. He was desperately suppressed in front of Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Batterer and others, as if he had been lit on his butt, and the feeling of wishing to go to the sky could no longer be suppressed.

　　 He simply stopped pretending, his mouth opened wide, showing a brilliant smile that he had never had in his two lifetimes.

　　 "I'm going out!"

He ran to his bunk quickly, pulled out the pillowcase, took out seven or eight pieces of sugar that he usually left from inside, and stuffed it directly into the big man’s hand, and threw the pillow far away on the nine-finger bed. .

　　 A pile of manuscripts on the pillow, he pulled out the diaries, the remaining pile of papers and the manuscripts were all given to the cell boss, and then smiled and kicked the shoes on his feet to the new house elf gold coins.

It was the turn of the one who always talked back, he had nothing long on his body, so he simply took off his shirt and put it on this guy: "Keep your temper, the sentence is so long, you have to change your head and be careful before you mess with it. A few beats."

When the striker reminded him at the appointed time, William left barefoot and shirtless carrying a purse—with all his savings and diary in it, plus thirty bonuses as a personal gift from the head of the cell. Long, a total of more than one hundred points, plus those diaries, are all his outfits.

　　 Take a bath, throw away the prison uniforms, and put on the clothes that were pulled off when he was in prison. In less than an hour, William was already floating in the ocean away from Azkaban.

　　 There were two other prisoners who were released from prison at the same time, all of the same madness.

　　The batters who are not strange at all ignored these three products from Azkaban, playing cards on their own.

　　 By the time the three half-crazy guys almost collapsed in the sea breeze, the boat was already docked.

　　 The three of them were thrown on the beach casually. The batters put away the springboard before they were even sure that the three of them were standing, and drove the boat away.

　　 Three prisoners released from prison, look at me and I will look at you, only to realize that everyone was thrown off the boat before they even had time to introduce themselves-in that case, there is no need to introduce themselves.

　　 Accompanied by two soft sounds, the two William who were released from prison at the same time did not know whether they should call their inmates or not. They had already apparated and left this beach, leaving only William himself.

　　 Should I use magic too?

Thinking of this, William subconsciously took out the magic wand that theoretically belonged to him, but after getting started, he found that this wand was even worse than the last time Dumbledore didn’t know who borrowed the wand to give him. UU reading www.uukanshu. com seems like this magic wand is resisting his use.

　　 However, he still held the wand steadily, and then raised it.

　　 Then, the whole person was stunned.

　　 Is the magic he reviewed that can face the situation in front of him?

　　 didn't-although he knew about Apparition, he never tried it once, and from the memory in his mind he clearly knew how miserable it would be for a guy who casually used this spell.

　　 So, why did he raise his wand?

　　 Just when William felt that he was stupid and decided to stop this stupid act, a loud noise suddenly came from his ears.

　　 Accompanied by the loud noise, a strong light with two huge wheels stopped in front of William's eyes.

　　 A row of golden letters is particularly dazzling under the light—Knight Bus.

This is a three-storey bus. It was summoned by William's actions just now. The conductor on the bus was chattering.'William' tried to release a few evil spells for him countless times, but they didn't succeed. William knew Remember these things-because the original William used to travel on the fastest bus in the UK half a year before he went to prison.

　　 "Welcome to ride on the Cavaliers bus, this car is to be in-Oh, William, it's been a long time, my friend, how are you doing?

　　 "Why are you still stunned, get in the car, William, I have become a formal conductor, and it was about a week after we last met."

　　 "Where did you get rich recently, William?"

　　...

　　 "Just released from Azkaban, I'm going to Diagon Alley, thank you."

　　 The car became quiet for a while.