From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"My God, why is there so much work left behind?"

In the office, William, who was feeling happy again, was drinking hot chocolate while checking his October schedule, feeling his head was a little bigger.

Although the rainy season went away, he regained his strength, but no one helped him with the work that was left in the middle. Just looking at the vacancies, William was a little bit shattered-this has to be made up for the year of the monkey?

But it has to be made up. The Dark Lord has also put a curse on his own background, except for William, who has already carried the curse, and whoever pulls in is unlucky, and he can't let others handle it at all.

‘What else can I do, investigate slowly, anyway, the Dark Lord will definitely not be resurrected this year, and the rest of the time is still ample-oh...’

William sighed, and finally put down the thick materials-finally eased from the suffocating atmosphere. He felt that he could first write out the papers and criticize the papers to relax, otherwise he would fall again and again. , He was afraid of playing himself to death...

‘One more chocolate, after a month of rainy season, I was almost ten catties lighter—it’s pretty good. ’

As William thought, he reached for the chocolate frog beside the chocolate.

——

"Sure enough, a weekend without rain is a weekend!"

When I woke up, the outside of the quilt was no longer damp, and the warm sunlight came in from the window, giving William a joy in his heart.

"I have ordered breakfast, but I still have to eat something good."

"Bart, can you bring me a breakfast? A little bit more, I think I can have a double portion!"

The elf was as reliable as ever, and even less than five minutes, William's breakfast was brought over by Bart in a small basket.

Smoked fish, bacon, ham... The elf probably had a unique understanding of the word double, and brought half a basket of meat, but William did not even feel too greasy to eat, even after eating all the food that Bart brought I also feel a little hungry.

"Alive!"

After making up another pack of preserves, William was finally satisfied—the freshness of the air, the delicious food, the warmth of the sun, all the goodness tore away the coldness and re-answered his side, and made the rain to his death worse. Disgusted.

‘Before next year’s rainy season, try to learn the Patronus Mantra by any means! ’

William took out his diary and added this sentence under Be careful Weasley's sentence.

——

The faculty lounge is always so lively. Even the less talkative professors like to come and sit here when there is no business, and listen to the young professors talking about gossip.

Hogwarts professors are good everywhere, but they all have a common problem-they are good teachers.

There is no way, senior occupational diseases can't be corrected at all.

Therefore, some discussion topics in the lounge are very deep, until one word is exhausted-but such discussions are rare, even if it is a professor at Hogwarts, the omnipotent is still almost non-existent, most of which are slightly dabbled. It's hard to tell.

"So, a genius adventurer like Professor Lockhart is not used to it at the beginning, but after a period of adjustment in school, the class will look different."

"Isn't that the case? You see, try again after the adventure, and take another risk after the test. It's like an adventure story. How can there be an adventure story that can push the hometown? Even Muggles won’t be second. Zhang asked the protagonist to fight the dragon!"

"That's not necessarily. The new Professor William did a good job?"

"Don't say it, poor William, he just worked too hard at teaching. You see, the disease will torture him as soon as the rainy season comes--" The old professor leaned on the chair and shook his head with a look Not so good-the continuous rain that hurt him is not good news.

"Yeah, even if you want to behave well, it can't be so hard, but traditional teaching does have a set of things—"

The surrounding professors echoed--they were all professors, and the new professor didn't care about them and they could see it after so long.

"Professor Lockhart is also good. Although he really likes bragging, his attitude is still very good. During this time, the students have talked about the courses taught by Professor Lockhart, and they have completely reborn."

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and William walked in with a smile on his face, "Good morning everyone, what's the fun today?"

"Ha, William Jr., depending on your appearance, are you ill?"

The old professor greeted William happily.

"Thanks to you," William responded to the brightest smile of the month, "Those discomforts disappeared with the rainy season in October!"

"That's good, young people are recovering faster than us old guys." The old professor patted his prosthesis as he said, "This is the last rainy season I have experienced. I have lived for so long before I realized that in Huo Gwarts can hide in Australia when it rains-William Jr., you really have you."

"Hehe."

William replied with a smirk-Adams, this guy, Versailles himself, did all the professors he stabbed know?

"No, I'll go there when I retire. Those years at Hogwarts have stiffened my mind."

"That's it, let's go together."

…

A group of professors joked kindly-they still had a good impression of William, who had been tortured by the rainy season for a long time.

"By the way, were we just over there?"

"William, you just came here. We just talked about Professor Lockhart. What do you think of Professor Lockhart?"

The interviewer was smiling, obviously wanting to hear the evaluation of this Professor Lockhart's colleagues.

"Professor Lockhart must have considerable strength. Undoubtedly, he is - well, he doesn't seem to be very suitable for teaching work, but I think he should be able to adjust it soon, right?"

William deliberately said that he was not very hurtful. In fact, in the course taught by Lockhart, he even said that he did not violate his intentions...

"Old news, Professor William!"

The professor who was interviewing laughed loudly, "As far as you are uncomfortable, Professor Lockhart's class has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has almost won praise from the students-you know, fifth-grade students don’t like you very much. Test paper."

He blinked, and laughed with the people around him-all of you here are professors, who didn't know that students hate papers and test papers?

I felt uncomfortable for a month. How quickly has the world changed?

William was stunned. In less than a month, Professor Lockhart had changed from a painstaking teaching to a theater performance expert to a lecturer?

New Oriental’s training videos dare not blow so quickly. Whether it’s in class or cooking, how can it be so fast?

"You don't believe it either?"

"I don't believe it too much, but Professor Lockhart is much more popular now than before. If you don't believe me, you can listen to it on Monday. It is common for professors to learn from each other at Hogwarts."

"Common?"

William was stunned-"Then when I joined the job?"

"You two are both new professors. Who learns who you are. For normal entry, you have to focus on listening to the old professor for a period of time before you can substitute."

I just said that there seems to be something wrong with taking classes when you first came up. I didn’t even have a teacher’s qualification certificate and started working like this...

"It's not bad to listen to other professors? At least I can learn some experience, isn't it..."

William's rhetoric was getting lower and lower-he soon realized that he had asked a stupid question.

All the professors here are from Hogwarts, and they are listening to other professors to study?

What's the joke, after listening to the class for seven years, is there any new help if you listen to it again?

Because William was here, the topic of comparison about the new professor naturally changed. Everyone began to discuss the rainy season at Hogwarts and where to hide from the rain in future retirement.

——

"Adams, according to your experience, there will be no rainy season in the future, right?"

When the crowd dispersed and they were busy with their own affairs, William secretly grabbed Adams and began to ask.

"It's the fifth time, William, I promise you that from today, there will be no continuous rain at Hogwarts. You can observe it with a little patience."

Adams finally understood how annoying his previous questions about the crown were-now William is just as endlessly chattering as he did before.

"That's good, yes, any progress has been made in the study of the crown during this period of time?"

"No," Adams shook his head. "Dumbledore has been studying that, but it seems to be clueless. If it hadn't been for Miss Ginny and Filch to have been attacked, we would even suspect that there was something wrong with the crown. No."

As a wizard who is not good at fighting, Adams has been following up the study of the crown-this is what he said at the beginning.

No progress is not good news, especially when his researchers are almost the strongest celestial group that the entire magical world can find.

"Then Miss Ginny has been discharged from the hospital?"

"I was discharged from the hospital. I came here just yesterday. I was thinking about calling you or not, but your condition these days is really bad, so I didn't bother you at all."

Adams whispered, and then joked: "In fact, the school is quite quiet during this period. Maybe even trouble is afraid of rain?"

Come on, rain is the biggest trouble.

William curled his lips and listened patiently to the various things that had happened at Hogwarts during this time when he was completely absent.

The two were talking about their happy place, and the door of the faculty lounge was opened again.

The sound of exclamation spread from the door to the depths of the office.

"Every day, Professor Hinged, did you fight a troll?"

The professor closest to the door let out an exclamation—William followed the exclamation and immediately understood why the other professors would make such a sound.

Sinjid at the door can no longer be described by the word raunchy, he looks like he has been bombed by some magic, and he has not done any protection——

Tousled hair, broken robe, stained face, pitch black like a coal digging hand-if William sees such a man in Azkaban, he will definitely think that this is a jail brush for the first time. The one on the toilet.

This image is completely feasible if it is abused!

"Great, William, you are here. I went to your office and didn't find anyone, so I just came here to ask Adams. It's good if you are here-I've got your crucible. It definitely makes you satisfied! "

Sinjid's words were categorical, but William looked dumbfounded-it took him a long time to remember that this was a cauldron made from the shell of a fire crab that he had entrusted to Sinjid in a rainy day.

‘If I say I forgot, maybe I can’t stop him using illness as an excuse, right? ’

"Is this done?"

"Of course, don't look at who I am? This is a brand new alchemy product, definitely not comparable to the brass crucibles on the market!"

"So awesome, Professor Sinjid? But a crucible can tire you like this?"

"The shell of the fire crab! I have retained most of the properties of the raw materials!"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go together!"

The professor who talked booed, and Xinjid didn't mean to hide it--for an alchemist like him, the works are made for people to visit, otherwise the exquisite products designed so hard are put on the side. ?

As a result, a group of professors who hadn't left school on weekends and had nothing to worry about, formed a group and walked toward Xinjid's office.

——

"Hello Professor!"

"Hello, have a nice weekend."

"Hello Professor!"

"Hello, have a nice weekend."

The voice of the most anxious professor in front rang when he headed to the corner, and the professor behind could not help but laugh secretly-this made William in the middle a little confused.

‘What are you laughing at? It’s normal to say hello? ’

"good morning--"

The voice of the student who said hello got stuck, and his face became very exciting, "Good morning, Professor."

"Well, hello."

The professor in front passed by without changing his face.

Then there was another professor.

The students who greeted him were awkwardly there, smirking as their greetings, and William followed the front professor blankly, nodding to say hello, and then passed by without a trace of extra expression.

‘It’s more interesting than that unknown cauldron-but then again, what is the use of a cauldron made from the shell of a fire crab? ’

——

"God, how come there are so many professors, what happened?"

"I don't know~www.readwn.com~ I haven't heard of any major events in the castle—Harry, what do you think?"

"what?"

Harry looked up blankly.

"It's not your fault that you can't train Quidditch. The stadium is occupied by Slytherin. There's nothing you can do-it's a rare good weather. Snape gave them another note!"

Ron was filled with indignation-the Hogwarts school team used the winnings to exchange a batch of Light Wheel 2000. Although it is not the latest one, the performance is stable and much cheaper. The whole hospital is looking forward to good results. As a result, today’s weather As soon as it happened, Slytherin came to grab the court.

Seeing Ron's excitement, Harry was really embarrassed to say that he was not worried about that today, but worried about Professor Lockhart. Although the professor recently changed his way of teaching, he still likes to perform with him as before.

But that feeling is even more terrifying than before.

‘Obviously Ron also thinks Lockhart has become better, what am I thinking? ’

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