From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Quickly and quickly, group into groups. Anyway, the clothes are already dirty. Could it be even worse?"

In a clearing near the forbidden forest, William in rain gear spoke in a language that was not very human.

The children who followed were no longer able to complain-the heavy rain for several days made the entire Hogwarts road extremely muddy, and in such a short time they had walked here, the hem of their robe had turned the color of mud.

As for the dampness of the body, it is even more of a matter of course. They are not as fully armed as professors, so they have been soaked all the way.

"Exercise, beware of colds."

William raised his voice loudly, "Don't worry, the kitchen has prepared hot soup for you. I have also booked a medicine for the cold with the hospital, so don't worry about the logistics!"

In the thick rain curtain, William's magic-amplified voice spread quite far, so that the students who had been divided into teams didn't know what to say for a while.

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"William!"

Hagrid’s voice was as recognizable as his body shape—the delicate little pink umbrella was held by Hagrid in his hand, how funny it looked.

‘Is this umbrella too small? Besides, why didn't Hagrid open it? ’

William thought of this question subconsciously.

‘A hidden weapon? Magic wand? No, the giants and elves can't have magic wands, but it's okay to be mixed? ’

William, who couldn't figure it out for a while, didn't bother with this question, "Hagrid, why are you here?"

"I heard your voice, William--" Hagrid smiled, turning the umbrella in his hand, "Are you in class?"

"Well, yes, I think this kind of extreme environment spellcasting should be a good attempt for them—"

While talking, William focused on the students from the corner of his eye. The danger of this class was still there. He didn't want these children to cause any strange injuries.

"Be careful, Reese, we are not allowed to try that kind of curse!"

After William cast an iron armor curse to help block a more aggressive evil curse, he shouted at the attacking kid.

"No problem, Professor!"

The scolded student responded happily, and then rolled over a petrified curse from the opponent's counterattack.

They adapt to rainy weather faster than William expected, as if the robe would not be wet again when it was soaked, and they played extremely happily regardless of whether they stepped in the water or in the mud.

‘How do you feel like a kid playing in the water--" William shook his head and looked at Hagrid again. "Hagrid, how are you doing? This **** rainy day is almost endless and it’s a headache."

"Haha," Hagrid smiled, "just get used to it, it's always like this in October at Hogwarts, and it almost stops in November."

"Waiting until April and May is much better than it is now. This can be considered a year of learning and life getting better and better?"

So philosophical, it’s not like you said...

"Resolve the curse! Are you not going to be responsible if you fainted?"

William turned his face and yelled at another child, "Ravenclaw adds one point! Solve the curse in one minute, and then continue!"

"No problem, Professor, if you beat it a few more times, will you get more points?"

The student who was yelled didn't mean to be unhappy at all, and while running quickly to cast the spell on the opposite student, he smiled at William in response.

"You are dreaming, child," William scowled unceremoniously. "The person who was found to be cleaning the toilet is going to clean the toilet. The castle is full of mud these days, and the manpower is not enough."

The students laughed happily, but the wands in their hands swung more vigorously-not being able to score points and not being able to score are two different things.

——

"The time is up, get out of class is over."

"Professor, there are still ten minutes before get out of class ends!"

When William announced the end of get out of class, a group of playing students even became addicted to attacking each other in rain and muddy water. The reluctance of the previous class was completely gone.

"There are still classes. Are you planning to meet other professors like this? Especially girls, I don't think you would be happy not to be seen in the corridors of the castle like this?"

A group of mud monkeys realized that they could no longer distinguish the color of each other's robes, and they rushed towards the castle.

Just like William said, their seventh graders are now big brothers in various colleges. If they are seen by the first and second graders like this, then the name Hogwarts that has been mixed up all the way will be completely smashed...

"The kitchen should send the soup to the common room! I also said hello to the school hospital. Today, their cold medicine has been boiled three times as much as before. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to get the medicine!"

William shouted behind a group of running students to make sure they could all hear it.

Hagrid on the side was already smiling from ear to ear—"William, your class is over for today? Go for a drink?"

"Of course, go for a drink."

According to the original plan William made for himself, he should look at the information now. However, the plan can't keep up with the changes. He is already very reluctant to go to class in his current state. If he studies the information again, the whole person will be so irritable that nothing can enter.

‘I really can’t read it,’ William sighed. The good mood in class just disappeared after thinking about the information.

‘How can such disgusting magical creatures exist in the world! ’

——

Hagrid's house was much warmer than William expected, and the warm room pushed William's cold deep into the crevices of his bones slightly.

"How have you been, William?"

Hagrid asked, taking out his whiskey.

"It's terrible, the rain at Hogwarts is ten times worse than I thought," William took a sip of the strong drink, then frowned-he was a little uncomfortable drinking this.

"It can be seen that you are the first to enter this room and it's not too hot," Hagrid smiled and raised his bucket-sized cup, and took a big sip. "I recently discovered something good."

"good stuff?"

William sipped his mouth again, adapting to the taste, "You said so dangling, have you found a dragon?"

"Dragon? I bred it last year-but it was finally sent away, poor little Norbert, he was only as big as a puppy when he was hatched..."

William almost didn't spit out his drink. "Have you ever raised a dragon?"

"Yes, it was raised secretly, and finally had to be sent away, poor Noble, I hatched it from the egg, so small to so big—" Hagrid gestured with his hands, then drank again. He took a big mouthful, then raised his head, as if remembering something.

...

William didn't know what to say for a while. Private dragon breeding is a serious illegal act. The existence of dragon eggs is illegal in itself, let alone hatching dragons from them and raising them. This series of acts enters Aziz. Kaban is firmly established, and there is a high probability that he is not in the light offender area, and goes directly to further study...

"Then Hagrid, what are you raising?"

"Fire crabs (Note 1), the rainy season is coming, I am considering reducing their aggressiveness, and then train a batch of pets to give to the professors. They are much better than fireplaces."

…

‘Thank you Hagrid, but I’m afraid my office will be burned by this guy...’

Although William had never learned or encountered this kind of magical creature, the temperature in the room was a little bit higher as far as they spoke. It is said that this kind of creature is good to be sent to the Turkish bath...

"Can I see them?"

William said something casually, but Hagrid took it seriously, "Of course, I believe they will like it. Honestly speaking, it is not easy to control these grumpy guys. I have given up a lot of energy to prevent them from attacking at will. I."

"Come on, William, here, they seem to be in a good mood now."

Hagrid greeted William in a low voice, and William leaned forward cautiously, holding the wand tightly in his hand.

"No, look, that's just laying eggs."

Hagrid pointed his finger.

‘This is a crab? ’

William followed Hagrid's hand and looked over, and he was stunned-there is no crab, it is obviously a tortoise-like creature!

Although the name is not true, I have to admit that the face value of the fire crab is really high and scary-this magical creature has bright jewels on the shell, which flashes and flashes, and the pattern does not look like an acquired mosaic at all. of.

"Those jewels?"

"Of course, it is true. The shell of the Fire Crab is full of jewels," Hagrid grinned. "Even the goblins of Gringotts admit the authenticity of those jewels. They are beautiful, aren't they?"

All the jewels with creatures on their backs are pretty...

William admitted that he was a layman.

"It's a pity that the aggressiveness is too strong. I'm still trying to weaken it. Otherwise, keeping one in the fireplace is really the best choice in the rainy season..."

"By the way, William, two first-generation fire crabs have died. Are you not very good at making potions? Do you need to use them to make a cauldron?"

"It's too expensive, forget it,"

William shook his head desperately-Hagrid reminded him that the shell of the fire crab is one of the best materials for making crucibles. The crucibles produced crush ordinary crucibles on many indicators. The only drawback is that they are expensive. People don't even have the idea of ​​using it as a crucible.

"It doesn't matter, the second generation is expected to die soon, and then the debts that got the hot crab will be settled. There is no shortage of these two (Note 2)."

Hagrid didn't listen to William's explanation at all, and started rummaging in his cabinet.

"Nuo, these two should be enough to make a crucible. I don't understand. If you don't have enough materials, you have to wait. I'm afraid it will take the death of the third generation."

The crab shell wrapped in crude oil paper was stuffed into William's hand, and the warm feeling made William subconsciously grasp it-the warmth of rainy days was too difficult for him to refuse.

"day!"

Hagrid was interrupted by an exclamation as soon as he smiled on his face. He hurried to the feeding place-there were already several flames rising into the sky.

"Do I need to do anything?"

William asked quickly.

"Sorry, William, you have to leave. These guys are more scared than I thought. They think you are a dangerous person and are ready to attack. If you stay, I'm afraid I can't comfort them."

Hagrid looked embarrassed, "I'll drink another day, I'm sorry William, I can only do this today—"

As a flame ignited, Hagrid was interrupted again when he had just said half of it.

‘I was driven away by a fire crab like a tortoise...’

‘I know how to use the crucible too, but I can’t do it-why don't I find Sinjid? ’

If an alchemy professor doesn't know how to make a crucible, it's really a mess, let alone a professor at Hogwarts.

‘How do I feel about my professor resources at the White Prostitution School, or is it something that the students simply can’t do? ’

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diary

(Vacant) rain

The **** weather made me even bother to look through the date.

I was very happy in class, but basically useless.

That kind of education model that makes students a little bit embarrassed, although not bad, did not bring me happiness, but something similar to that place—well, the temporary satisfaction brought about by oppressing people.

this is not right.

When the cold came, the chill was even heavier than before—obviously, both the rainfall and the temperature were much better than yesterday.

Even chocolate doesn’t work that much anymore...

Even with chocolate, when I write my diary, I think lazily not to do anything, just lie down by the fireplace...

(Crossed out)

The shells of live crabs are more useful than I thought. Professor Hinged took one and said that he would give me the product a week later, and I left the remaining one in my hands.

It feels warm to the touch, and it is more comfortable than a phoenix feather-this is amazing, obviously in terms of cherishment, phoenix feathers are better.

Now only the shell of chocolate and fire crab can bring me a little warmth.

diary

(Vacant) rain

Still don't want to check the time of the day

Afraid finally ended the confinement.

Without class, I spent a whole morning in front of the fireplace and fell asleep holding the shell of the fire crab.

I can't believe that that's what I would do. If Adams didn't come and knock on the door with Afra, maybe this decadence could last a whole day?

All the plans were messed up, and she spent an afternoon playing with Afra.

October is the same as a disaster.

Considering that I still want to be a professor at Hogwarts in the future, do I have to arrange everything in September from now on?

diary

(Vacant) rain

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diary

October 28th sunny

The rain finally stopped! The long-lost strength is back!

Both Hagrid and Adams said ~www.readwn.com~ Today should be the last moment of the rainy season!

Even Professor Trelawney, who has not seen every day, appeared on the table specially-saying that the result of divination was that the rainy season had passed!

Long live!

It's a pity that there are only a few of my test papers left-I don't have time to write a diary today, I have to write the paper!

Note 1: The fire crab is a magical creature that resembles a sea turtle, native to Fiji. It has jewels of different colors on its shell. When thinking that they are under attack, fire crabs can shoot flames from their tails—their shells can be used to make crucibles in addition to their high value.

Note 2: In the Goblet of Fire, Hagrid cultivated the snails-this creature was bred by a lionhead and 60 fire crabs. As mentioned above, the shell of the fire crab is full of jewels, so the things that Slughorn took in the sixth part are really nothing to Hagrid...

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