From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"For a wizard, walls are not a good protection."

　　 "If there are not enough defensive spells attached, such a wall can be easily demolished by a single magic, so we must strengthen the wall that is most easily overlooked."

　　 "The same goes for the roof. To be honest, if you want to invade a house silently, the roof is the best choice, especially when ventilation ducts are built in some places, it is simply the hardest hit area of ​​the invasion."

　　 "But there is no room in this room, so I don't need to think about it for now."

　　 "There are windows. This is also the hardest hit area. Although there is no well-known method for wizards to master the flying method, they can easily climb onto the window sill with a few tricks."

　　……

　　 Harry carefully recorded the words spoken by William, but his mouth opened wider and wider.

　　According to Professor William, this house is full of loopholes and there is no way to live in it.

"But we don't have to be so careful about these protections. Those are to prevent ordinary wizards." William did not feel that he had popularized knowledge that was temporarily useless for a long time. "The current situation is that we have to build strong enough magic protection to prevent In case, the larger the casting area, the stronger the concentrated protection. This sentence is effective in most cases."

　　 Harry was so confused by the call, he always felt something strange.

　　 Following William’s stacking of protective spells, he took out a bottle of potion from his bag and spilled it on the wall from time to time. This strange feeling became stronger.

　　 "What medicine are those, Professor?"

　　 "Well, some potions to reinforce the house cannot be drunk. Some wizards use them when they set up the laboratory. The price is not very expensive, but the validity period is relatively short, which leads to low cost performance and few people use it."

　　William replied while considering whether to lock the window or keep the owl's access. "I told old Tom that the house can be changed at will."

　　 "The wall over there hasn't been reinforced," he pointed to the wall on the right. "I changed the room. If there is a danger, I should be able to come over immediately."

　　 Although the professor is serious, Harry's legs are still a little cold.

　　 However, he finally realized that something was wrong.

　　 "Professor... Sirius Black came out for me?"

　　 The 13-year-old is not so stupid...

　　 But William can't help it. The opponent is too cruel. Although the Ministry of Magic wants to suppress it without causing chaos, William thinks it is better to let the person know the severity of this kind of thing.

　　 "If there is no problem, it should be like this," William nodded, "Although it should be hidden from a child of your age, I dare not let you live in this room without reinforcement."

　　Confirmed that the work in his hand was almost done, he simply sat down and looked at Harry and said.

　　 "The escaped Sirius is hailed as a legend even in Azkaban. Before he went to prison, he used a spell to destroy a street and killed 13 people."

　　 "This is probably not appropriate to describe it. In other words, the old Tom's tavern, even if it has some defensive spells, will still be razed to the ground in front of such a spell."

　　 Harry was stunned, but in the end he couldn't imagine how powerful such a spell was.

　　 Finally, he had to ask a question he thought was a bit stupid, "Professor, can you use such a spell?"

"No, most of the magic I master is not that offensive," William replied solemnly after thinking about it—even if he counted the Unforgivable Curse sent by Dumbledore, he didn't have that kind of magic. "Can release that kind of magic." Magic wizards are all first-rate dark wizards."

　　 "Okay, I know the professor, I won't go out and play randomly."

　　 Harry's expression was quite solemn.

"There is no need to worry so much. Diagon Alley is now full of batters," William relieved him. "And Aurors will protect you firmly. As long as you don't try to deviate to a remote alley, learn to entertain. It's not a big problem."

　　 But William's relief doesn't seem to be of much use.

　　 For the rest of the time, Harry basically stayed in the room well, and walked a few steps downstairs while eating and drinking, and would never leave the room without permission.

　　 When there is a problem, he will come to William’s room to ask for advice, but then he will go back to the house obediently, not moving at all.

　　 On the fifth day of such a day, Fudge came to the door himself.

　　 "Professor William, what did you do to Harry?"

　　 Fudge looked a little uncomfortable, but he remained polite when asked.

　　 "Telled a few spells...and then answered the questions in the book that he didn't understand? Nothing else."

　　William thought hard and confirmed that he did not tell the joke about Sirius's escape from the Fudge administration in response to the four-part joke.

　　Because of his busy schedule these days, he hasn't even gone to drink much. It is even more impossible to brag about it.

"Then why didn't he leave the house? The Aurors who were responsible for the protection suspected that the object they were protecting was autistic-even the folks also had the rumor that a group of us did not work and put Harry Potter under house arrest in order to prevent accidents. Up."

　　...

　　 What kind of magical rumors are these...

　　 "Well, or let the Auror protect him in a circle around Diagon Alley every day," William did not hesitate, thinking of remedial measures, "After all, it is inappropriate for a child his age to carry him at home all the time."

　　 "That's all there is to it, Professor."

　　 Fudge looked helpless, "I'll have a good talk with him, I hope he doesn't mind the Auror following closely..."

　　 "That kid sometimes feels distressed~www.readwn.com~William shook his head, "I don't know what he has gone through in those years. He didn't go out because he didn't want to cause trouble to others..."

　　 "I'd rather he go out. It's more troublesome for him to stay in the house." Fudge showed a wry face, knocking on the door next door as he said goodbye.

　　 The public opinion of the magic world...

　　 William sighed, ignored the next conversation next door, and began to study the newspaper he had just started.

　　 He is still a little skeptical, Sirius escaped by a coincidence, he wants to take a closer look at the newspaper.

　　 "Is this the picture that won the prize?"

　　 He stared at the picture of the Weasley family, who occupied half of the newspaper, and had a stomachache.

　　 The red hair of a newspaper reminded him of a bunch of things that happened last school year.

　　 Like Fudge said, the newspaper clearly pointed out the relationship between Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.

　　’Did the Daily Prophet find the wealth code? ’

　　 Basically, things that are not even together are written out specially. This is the official official newspaper of the magic world...

　　 "There is no reference value..."

　　 He lay backwards and stuffed the newspaper into a special bag originally used for test papers.

　　 "Learn Russian, there are so many things..."

　　Ps: I can’t finish writing, so let’s do it today...

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