From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"what?"

　　 "Are you kidding me?"

　　 "The professor is with us?"

　　 When Mr. Weasley announced to his children that they would go to King's Cross with Professor William tomorrow, everyone shouted in exclamation.

　　 The twin brothers are the two shouting loudest-they have just finished a nightmare review of the summer vacation, and as a result, today, the day closest to their magic wand, the professor appeared again?

　　What a joke!

　　 Both of them had made up their minds to take the train ride as a day without professors. They even planned to escape the sorting ceremony and the opening ceremony, and celebrate the night in the room where there is every need.

　　 As a result, on the first day of this good day, they have to go to the station with the professor?

　　 The two looked at each other, and felt their helplessness in life from each other's looks.

　　 "In that case, did the professor take the train to Hogwarts this year?"

　　 Percy interrupted suddenly and asked.

　　 "Probably so, after all, this year's situation is a bit more special."

　　 Mr. Weasley kept his composure and did not tell the children what he was worried about.

　　 However, the twins on the side can't calm down at all-isn't it just in the morning? It turned out to be going to Hogwarts together on the train...

　　 Such thoughts surfaced, and even the air became sad.

　　——

　　 "Pudding?"

　　 William tried to shout the word, but his owl did not respond.

　　 This is the fifteenth name he prepared for his owl, but it is still not satisfied.

　　 This owl already knows it, even William has tried to use it to buy candy once, but the name is still undecided.

　　 To be precise, it seems that it has not found a name it likes.

　　 "Forget it, today's naming is over, we will discuss it another day," William shouted at his owl, "Come to eat."

　　 This will react. It spread its wings slightly and flew from the bar where it was standing next to William. It watched William tear open a whole package of owl food, rubbed his head against William's hand, and ate hard.

　　‘It’s so edible, I can almost call that name...’

　　 This thought just emerged in William's heart. The owl, who was immersed in his food, raised his head and grumbled to express his dissatisfaction.

　　 "Okay, okay, don't call that, don't call that-you are too clever..."

　　 William shook his head, rubbed another handful of owls, and then began to pack his own things.

　　 A new beginning-like last year, he is now leaving the Broken Cauldron Bar and going to work at Hogwarts.

　　 "This year's situation is much worse than last year -" William sighed, "Last year there was no news of the No. 1 Death Eater escaped from prison."

　　 "However, the curse has been carried for the past year, and the strength has been improved, and it is good after all."

　　 He smiled and started to organize things.

　　 With the wave of the magic wand, the furnishings that were originally in the room—books, clothes, and snacks—flew into the box one by one, becoming neat.

　　 ‘There is still progress in organizing magic, but it’s not that big. The house elves are so enthusiastic...’

He thought a little embarrassedly, and then put away the thick stack of papers on the table-this is the sample paper for the next exam. Go back to school and copy the paper with a shorthand quill, and then take the exam. Homework is set.

　　 ‘I have done a lot of training plans, although they still haven’t been fully translated--’ He shook his head, and the reference books and dictionaries he found for some professional vocabulary were not available, especially black magic, which was really tough.

　　……

　　 "The last change of clothes, um, the luggage is packed, just wait for the start of school."

　　——

　　 The next morning, William woke up earlier than usual.

　　 He took the luggage and the owl he had packed a long time ago, and started to check out at Old Tom.

　　 "Morning, William," Old Tom smiled happily, "Going to class?"

　　 "Of course, after all, the vacation salary is paid as usual," William smiled back. "Furthermore, I have assigned a whole vacation homework. I have to see how the students are doing."

　　 "I don't think they would like this reason for school opening."

　　 Old Tom happily delivered breakfast, "But for the start of school to be able to cast spells, there won't be many people who object."

　　 "It makes sense," William nodded in agreement, "So can I have a cup of hot chocolate?"

"impossible things."

　　Old Tom was firm, "Don't talk about Hannah, I'll find out, you won't bring third grade this year."

　　 After speaking, the old man smiled and walked away.

　　 "You wait, old Tom, she will be my student sooner or later, I will deduct her usual time! Just because of this cup of chocolate!"

　　 "Wait until you are up!"

　　 Old Tom left without looking back.

　　 This should have been the last conversation before William left the bar-but the Weasleys successfully ruined this simple farewell process.

　　 William took his luggage and his owl, and watched in surprise as the Weasleys carried their luggage and other things.

　　Luggage is the best item to carry, but the difficulty lies in the owl and other things.

　　 For example, Brother Weasley.

　　 William knew one thing for the first time-the two of them really converged in school, and their destructive power doubled when they stayed with their family.

Sprinkled tea with Percy’s girlfriend photos, hid Percy’s prefect badge and boy student council president badge, stuffed all kinds of magic props in the suitcase (when Mrs. Weasley complained about where the two children got them When so much money came to buy, William closed his mouth.), pretending to be each other to make the work impossible-and so on, there are countless.

　　 "Wait," William looked at another non-red-haired child in the crowd curiously. "Why are you here, Miss Granger?"

　　 "Hello professor."

　　 After working as a professor for a year, William's basic prestige has been established.

　　 "Because I am going to school tomorrow, I came to Diagon Alley in advance to buy textbooks, and then I persuaded my parents to let me go to school with them."

　　 answered quite systematically, but why is the cat you holding so ugly?

　　 It's not that William is prejudiced against cats. It is that the cat she is holding is too ugly. It is so ugly that William put aside why a 13-year-old child can persuade his parents.

　　 It was a **** cat with thick and fluffy fur.

　　 It is reasonable to say that this cat can't be ugly, but it can't stand its face as if it was punched hard by someone. The whole is flat, which looks ugly and fierce.

　　‘This cat is ugly and outrageous. ’

　　 William thought in his heart, but as a professor, he maintained an attitude of not criticizing it.

It’s a pity that his owl didn’t think so. The owl next to him made a clear ridicule—yes, the owl was ridiculing all the time. It sounds outrageous, but whether it’s laughter or gesture, it feels like in this way.

　　 So, it successfully angered the object of mockery.

　　 "Crookshanks, don't!"

　　 Hermione was talking while trying to control her cat, but at this moment it had already broken free of Hermione's control and threw it out - and then froze in place halfway, motionless.

　　 William’s Eagle Owl half-spread its wings in his huge cage, and suddenly his figure became huge, filling the whole cage.

　　 "Meow~!!!"

　　 Crookshanks stayed on the spot, raised the ears of the airplane after yelling, and there was a gurgling sound from his throat.

　　 saw that a confrontation was about to begin, but William shook his head and walked over.

　　 Then he lightly tapped the air with his magic wand and petrified it—the cat.

　　 grasped the nape of its neck with one hand, and unzipped the petrification with the other. William easily held the cat, "Let it stay for a while, this cat is so fierce."

　　 "Where does it usually sleep?"

　　 "In the basket, Professor." Ron replied cheerfully in the distance, "That's it, Professor."

　　William replied with kindness, grabbed the nape of his neck and put it in. The wand in his other hand was not released. "Lie there quietly, obedient."

　　 Now it is quite obedient—just as William thought, this cat may be more spiritual than Filch’s Mrs. Loris.

　　 "Awesome cat," he praised, "There are a lot of students who keep cats in the castle, but there aren't many people who are so smart."

　　 After finishing, William yelled upstairs, "Fred, George, if you two hurry up and plan to play some tricks, you can try the confinement plan for the new semester starting tomorrow!"

　　 "We don't have one, Professor!"

　　 There were shouts from the floor, extremely tragic, and it sounded wrong.

　　 But the facts are not deceiving-after his warning was issued, the Weasley’s luggage handling speed was much faster, much earlier than William had originally estimated.

　　——

　　 "Everything is packed? Let's go now."

　　 The two drivers sent by the Ministry of Magic are very patient, but they are not Aurors.

The British young Auror’s bibliography is not defensive against William—if he wants to pass the Auror exam, he must obtain the ultimate wizard certificate in this subject. Last year, he checked the roster of previous graduates. I can guarantee that he will recognize the Auror within ten years unless he changes his head.

　　 As for the pretense, it is even more joking. No matter what kind of medicine has its own taste, as a decent pharmacist, it is almost impossible for William to be fooled by the medicine.

　　 Unless the other party tries to change the taste, but without a reasonable explanation, the concealed taste will be more obvious.

　　 ‘Of course, what’s the name of the girl who was born with a face-changing girl who graduated before, let’s not find out if she becomes a man...’

　　‘What do I want to do, um, sit in the car behind, lest Harry and the others lose...’

　　 William arranged the next seat slightly, so that the Percy Weasleys and Harry were seated in the front car, and he took the smaller children to sit in the back.

　　 "Professor, I want to be with Harry."

　　 Ron protested, and William could not find an excuse to let him go, but he left the rest of the people behind.

　　 "Go ahead, Mr. Driver."

　　 William sat next to the driver, feeling the Ministry of Magic's vehicle and watching the car in front of him.

　　‘If I’m going to do anything, I’m sure to ambush a good man in the most easily attacked place and wait for Sirius to take the bait... But here comes the problem, this kind of magic-modified vehicle is also in the Ministry of Magic...’

　　‘No, I remember that the Black family are pure-blooded-they might be able to get the Ministry of Magic’s transformation drawings and learn about the relevant performance. ’

　　’Furthermore, according to my investigation, those pure bloods who originally supported the Dark Lord may also secretly help Sirius. They may not have the courage to do it directly, but it is still feasible to block the Ministry of Magic through various channels. ’

　　‘Even Sirius can hide for so long, maybe they will help...’

　　 There are infinite possibilities in William's mind, but his wand has not been released.

　　 Before getting into the car, he slightly checked the safety of the car. The car itself can withstand the destructive spells he used to the best of his ability.

　　 In this case, if something goes wrong in front of him, he can immediately go down and stop the Death Eater No. 1 and drag him to Dumbledore to catch the person himself.

　　 ‘Sooner or later you will face the Dark Lord, his number one man must face it...’

　　 Such similar thoughts continued to surface and disappear. However, William was puzzled-until the two cars arrived at Kings Cross Station, he did not notice anything unusual.

　　‘I overestimated him? Or is he already confident enough to do something against Harry at Hogwarts? ’

　　 This section of the road is the best opportunity-if you really get to Hogwarts, then you have to face Dumbledore.

　　 ‘No, there’s another good chance,’ William looked at King’s Cross Station where the crowds flowed.

　　 "The Hogwarts Express can be ambushes along the way. Most people think it is safe, but getting on the train halfway through and completing an assassination is much easier than going to Hogwarts."

　　 "Although theoretically there are professors and prefects in the carriage, and a lot of wizards with magic wands, there are actually not many effective guards."

　　 "The prefects may not even be able to protect the students, let alone look after Harry."

　　 "Even Sirius is ruthless ~www.readwn.com~ can directly attack students to create panic, and then assassinate them. In that case, no one can find out..."

　　 William looked at the station and started to ponder.

　　 "Or, I will apparate directly with Harry?"

　　 "It's not appropriate, if I leave the train, then, in case Sirius attacks, without my protection, those students..."

　　 He gritted his teeth and realized that the situation he was encountering was not good now.

　　 "The protection task is really the hardest..."

　　 "I have to organize the prefect, let them take care of the students, and then ask the Ministry of Magic to mobilize the blower to protect the train..."

　　 "If you can, it's best to notify the school visitor."

　　 "That's it..."

　　 William made up his mind, then called to the Ministry of Magic staff who wanted to leave, and directly asked for a way to contact the Ministry of Magic with the owl.

　　 "Okay, Professor, I will immediately inform the Minister of them."

　　 At the beginning, the driver was still a little puzzled, but William just said his guess, and the driver immediately changed his face.

　　 Harry’s accident was an accident, and the student had an accident, and the accident was not small—if something went wrong with the Hogwarts Express, then the minister could resign.

　　Although he is only the driver of the Ministry, the Ministry of Magic has only two vehicles. He has more ways to contact the Minister than others!

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