From Azkaban To Hogwarts

With the advent of winter, the end of the semester came—of course, it was only the end of the first semester.

Hogwarts has three semesters in a school year. They are separated by the three long holidays of Christmas, Easter and summer vacation, allowing busy students and professors to rest during the busy teaching work-at least the official introduction. .

"So, William, are you planning to stay in school for Christmas in your first year of employment?"

Adams asked this at the dinner table on the last night of the semester.

"It should be," William grabbed the lamb chops with a fork. "I still have some questions that I haven't thought about clearly."

To be precise, William has not only failed to think clearly about some things, he also has some ideas that are inconvenient to be seen and want to put it into practice.

In the mountain-like information provided by Filch, he finally found something interesting-Professor Slughorn suddenly slowed down the number of times he applied for banquets in a certain year, and the bill for the same year The professor's consumption of wine has also been greatly reduced.

You should know that when the professors hold banquets, the school will have a certain subsidy, so it can basically be determined that something happened that year that caused the number of banquets to have to be reduced.

What's more interesting is that when William focused on the records of those years, he also found a very interesting name in the relevant records-Tom Riddle.

Although the name Tom is very common in the wizarding world, William checked the exam records of the year and found that this guy named Tom Riddle passed the OWLs exam.

Yes, all excellent-considering the difficulty of this matter and the sporadic news revealed by Dumbledore, William has almost confirmed who the name belongs to.

The Dark Lord, the person most admired by the lunatics in the deepest part of Azkaban, has always been a mysterious existence by the magic world, and his hidden real name is so ordinary.

"William?"

Before William understood the twists and turns in his mind, Adams, who was sitting across from him, had already made a questioning voice.

"It's okay, I'm still thinking about Filch, who on earth can hide it so well—"

William found a topic at random and then turned the topic off. There is nothing he can do. He really didn't dare to get involved in this matter. It is still unknown how many curses the Tom, who was pulled out of his heavy waistcoat, is still unknown, just like Adams. Goose's combat power, try to die.

"Yes, the hiding is really good," Adams nodded in agreement, "Because the perpetrator was not caught, Professor McGonagall hasn't looked very good these days, let alone Filch, the person involved."

"I hope he can be better this holiday season. Many people spend Christmas off-campus, so he doesn't need to stare so much."

"hope so."

——

William and their blessing did not take effect. Soon after the Hogwarts Express took the students off campus, the administrator fell ill.

When William was about to find more information, Filch was lying in his hammock with a low-grade fever, while his cat, Mrs. Loris, was lying on the mat next to him and staring at him, waiting for William to knock. Only at the door did a screaming scream.

As a cat, it did a great job-if it weren't for its barking, William would probably think that Filch was not there and leave, and no one would notice it until dinner or after no one noticed Filch's absence. The member fell ill.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, what is his disease?"

William's research on disease treatment is not deep-due to time constraints, his research focuses on first aid for injuries caused by magic, as well as some common poisoning solutions, and a more comprehensive remedy has to be slowly added later.

"Cold plus overwork," Madam Pomfrey shook her head helplessly. "The potion can be cured, but he must take a good rest. I dare say that during this time he couldn't sleep for three hours a day. "

How could it be three hours? According to the situation reported by the students during this period, Filch was patrolling almost around the clock trying to find the murderer, and he was so sleepy that he would lie down in the office for a while.

"Then let him have a good rest. There are not many students during the holidays anyway."

William glanced at the administrator on the hospital bed and shook his head—there were few students in school, most of them to avoid the administrator who had become more grumpy during this period.

After thanking Madam Pomfrey, William sighed and left the hospital.

It hurt the other things, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, watching Filch lying on the hospital bed, William was not in a good mood.

Because of his lack of strength, Filch was trapped by the students and hung on the outer wall of the castle. This led to his crazy search for the murderer and then exhausted himself. What about himself?

Isn't it because of lack of strength and being entangled by the curse of the Dark Lord, so that you have to look for something that may be useful from those materials?

"What do you do so pessimistically," William filled himself with a piece of chocolate. "The most basic vest has been picked up. The next step is to speculate that Tom Riddle based on the records of Professor Slughorn over those years. Social circle."

The retired professor was the dean of Slytherin back then, and he was also a guy who liked to collect geniuses-geniuses were not a flood of existence, and William did not believe that the Dark Lord whom Slughorn had looked after.

The list of Death Eaters is not easy, but the banquet record at Hogwarts is very comprehensive, and William bet the repetition rate is definitely more than 80%.

‘But what I’m going to do next is a bit unlike a professor. ’

William sighed and continued to calculate-there is a high probability that he will try to invade the Slytherin lounge during this holiday. If he does not successfully invade during this time, he will have to wait until the Easter holiday next time he wants to find such a good opportunity. That would be too far away.

‘The current investigation is not there yet, but based on the current evidence, I have to understand the basic structure of the Slytherin lounge so that I can’t get blinded when reasoning. ’

William struggled.

As a professor, hacking into the student lounge is not a high-end behavior, let alone a place besides the lounge where he has a high probability of going to ~www.readwn.com~Professor Snape's office. "

He couldn't help covering his face.

It's all hard bones, but it won't work if you don't go-this time you don't seize the opportunity to invade during the holiday, and the middle of the investigation is broken and you can make up for Easter!

‘I’m afraid I’ll have to use the card, the lounge is okay, Professor Snape’s office, it’s almost impossible not to leave a trace on my own strength...’

He calculated the hole cards in his hand and began to count the one-time cards.

‘If I can’t find it this time, I’ll help Professor Bins to produce some papers! It's the kind for the whole school! ’

William gritted his teeth, "I don't believe it anymore. You didn't respond to the self-defense professor writing papers for yourself. The whole school has to take an exam when the school starts, and you can't draw a negative box!"

ps: Chapter 2 will be made up during the day tomorrow. Yesterday I slept too late and I was too sleepy.

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