From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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William has never seen the lectures given by other professors.

Hogwarts does not have an open class, and every professor has enough freedom in his own class.

Although he has always been curious about how other professors are in class, so far, he has not heard a class at Hogwarts.

Therefore, William, who originally planned to vacate the lounge, resolutely stayed in the room after discovering that Professor Snape did not intend to leave. Although he has been working for a year, some parts are still not very clear. Gewarts's rules are not taboo about this?

Thinking of this, William even temporarily stopped working in his hands-writing papers is a good teaching behavior, but it is not bad to refer to the courses of other professors.

Although he was a little worried that this would cause trouble for Lupin's first class, since Professor Snape was there, the trouble would definitely not come to him...

But now it seems that he is thinking a little bit more.

Lupin didn't seem to be affected in any way. To be precise, just as he walked in the lounge, William felt that Lupin was more familiar with this path than himself.

"Premier..."

"Now, like this," Lupin didn't care much about his colleagues who were on the sidelines, and pulled him directly to the old cabinet at the end of the lounge.

The cabinet that was usually used to put robes or other messy things suddenly shook, and it collided with the wall from time to time, and the thumping sound was endless.

‘He put the teaching aids in the cabinet? "’

William was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Lupin was doing.

He didn't come to the lounge yesterday, and he has another class this morning, so he hasn't been here for two days.

‘To the effect... I think there is a professor in the lounge, so I didn’t check for traps...’

He couldn't help but blamed himself, and the wand ran into his hands unknowingly.

"Don't worry, there is a Bogut in it."

Lupin explained to all the students, William thought for a moment and realized what it was—a useless fantasy creature, a natural master of transformation.

What Bogut is best at is to read other people's fears and turn them into that fear.

This is a magical creature that lives on fear. Although it has no actual attack power, it is disgusting.

‘Professor Lupin has a hand! ’

William immediately couldn't help but praised him. He was indeed a more important professor who insisted on actual combat, and he also hid such a weapon.

He has been teaching in school for a year, and he has never thought of using this to train students and improve their courage-to face fear and overcome fear. There is simply no better teaching aid than this thing!

‘Is this the experience gained from wizard training under traditional education? ’

William nodded, remembering this trick firmly-the ancients were right, the three-person line must have my teacher.

‘Why isn’t that manual...Yes, people’s training is an improvement class... but it’s not mentioned that this kind of basic..."

‘Subsequent courses may be changed. I think of a variant usage that students will love. ’

William simply transcribed it with a quill on another piece of parchment, then put it away, and then returned his attention to Lupin—just the set just now, this lesson was not in vain.

"Bogut likes dark, enclosed spaces." Professor Lupin began to popularize it after looking at the students who were a little frightened. Inside the old clock of my grandparents. This one was moved in yesterday afternoon. I asked the principal if I could not disturb it so that my third grade students would have some practical opportunities."

Moved in yesterday? No wonder I didn't find it.

This thought came to William's mind, and then he began to figure out how to catch enough Bogut.

‘Would you like to ask Hagrid to raise a batch? I think he can...this kind of magical creature thing is the most reliable to ask him. ’

When he carefully calculated the Bogut's bibliography and approximate usage to be used in the future, Lu Ping had already completed the science popularization very skillfully, and asked questions in the standard communication course of science popularization.

"Is it an academic student... Professor McGonagall didn't brag about it..."

Seeing Lupin perfectly completed the communication with the students, William couldn't help but project the peripheral light on Professor Snape while admiring him.

After consulting the files at the time, William was quite aware of how irreconcilable the two were.

If Lupin's performance was bad, a little clumsy, or even messed up everything, I guess Professor Snape would still think that after the taunting, but it's hard to say now.

In life, the most feared thing is that the enemy is better than you.

But when William projected the peripheral light on Professor Snape, he found that Professor Snape was not staring at Lupin viciously, but staring at himself with a ferocious face, almost without any cover.

‘No...what does it matter to me? ’

When he looked confused, Lupin had completely finished his process of asking students and then answering questions.

"Repelling Bogut's spell is simple, but it requires willpower. You know, what really scares Bogut away is laughter. All you have to do is force it into what you think is ridiculous.

"Let's talk about this spell without using a magic wand. Tell me... funny!"

"Funny!"

The students shouted in unison, and the neat voice interrupted William's thinking and also interrupted Professor Snape's stare.

"Okay, very good." Professor Lupin exclaimed, "but, I'm afraid this is only the easy part. You should know that this spell is not enough-it's up to you, Neville."

He called Neville's name, but his gaze went over the student's head and looked directly at Snape at the back.

‘Sure enough... I knew it. ’

William sighed and didn't say a word. He knew the two people for less than two years, so why would he intervene in others' hatred for more than ten years?

Besides...Although it's a bit petty, in the face of Professor Snape's provocation, William felt that it was really good to have Professor Lupin...

"Okay, Neville," Professor Lupin said, "The first thing: What do you fear most in the world?"

William couldn't help but laughed inwardly-this question hardly needs to be guessed.

No matter who it is, there is a teacher who specifically targets you when you are studying. You can hate him to death.

But if the professor is so powerful that he will not be able to deal with it for a while, hatred will become fear.

If Professor Snape was not present, maybe the kid could still have the courage to speak out, but now that Professor Snape is still watching from behind, he would not have the courage to speak out if he killed him.

Under everyone's gaze, the child named Neville turned red all at once, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word.

"Darkness, I'm afraid of places without light, Professor."

"Where there is no light?"

"Yes, Professor!"

Neville broke the jar and threw it up. "There is no light, it's damp and cold, and there is a strange smell!"

‘Why is this place so familiar? Have you been to Azkaban too?

William couldn't help but think of that place—even though he had left the **** prison for more than a year, it was still a lingering nightmare.

But before William could think of why a kid in school could think of Azkaban, Lupin continued to ask.

"Wet and cold, no light? Well, if such a place appears, what do you think will happen to make that side full of joy?"

Neville seriously remembered that there was a lot of laughter in that place, but all belonged to other people.

‘Sorry, professor, I can’t think of...’

After thinking for a long time, he apologized to Lupin in despair.

"Think about it again? Maybe there is a scene that can make this all the better, you are more familiar with?"

Lupin guided Neville again, his tone not at all anxious.

"Familiar?"

Neville looked at the classmates around him, and then at the hats on their heads—many people didn't have enough transfiguration techniques. At this moment, the hats had changed back to parchment.

"Perhaps, hat?"

He said puzzledly, but the surrounding Gryffindor understood instantly, he laughed, some people took their magic wands and nodded at their heads, and the hats turned out of parchment instantly changed their shapes.

‘Don’t let this kid fall into my hands... he’s not afraid to change his head! ’William saw the kid who had violated the rules at a glance, and he remembered his name firmly.

"Snee!"

"What's the matter with you, Seamus?"

"It's okay, it looks like dust has come in."

The quiet conversation of the students did not affect Lupin's lecture.

"A hat? So, how many hats are there?"

"A lot," Neville blurted out, he couldn't help but think of the scene where Gryffindor collectively wore hats last year.

"Then, imagine those hats, and go, if all goes well, then we will see a bunch of hats appearing in that damp and cold place."

The students below couldn't help laughing out loud, and Lupin also laughed with them—though I don't know why these students laughed, but a Gryffindor instinct told him that the hat was definitely not for him, and neither was the laugh.

William suddenly felt that the gaze beside him wanted to kill someone—he couldn't help but squeeze his wand tightly.

If Professor Snape really wants to fight, what kind of magic should he use?

"Well, everyone is also paying attention. If Neville succeeds, this Bogut may turn his attention to each of you." Lupin became serious after laughing. "Now, I hope you all Take a moment alone, think about what you fear most, and then imagine how you can force it to become something ridiculous..."

‘This is not ridiculous...seriously, I think there will be a duel in the castle after class, one is set, and the other is either you or me...’

William firmly grasped his wand, considering whether to make a surprise attack and watched Lupin teach at the same time-I hope he will stop playing with hats.

"Navi, we're going back," Lupin said happily, who was not disturbed by external factors at all. "Let you have a clearing, okay? I'll call the next person forward... Now, everyone stays back. , Let Neville have an empty place—"

The students stepped back one after another, revealing a large vacant lot. While William looked at Professor Snape from the sidelines, he also judged Lupin's safe distance.

"I count to three, Neville," Lupin said, pointing his wand at the closet. "One--two--three--start!"

A ray of sparks ejected from Lupin's wand, and then fell on the cabinet, and the door of the closet opened instantly.

William began to look at it ~www.readwn.com~ It is a strange thing that Azkaban's environment appeared here-he is still a little curious now, why is Neville afraid of Azkaban instead of Snape?

But what he didn't expect was that the damp and gloomy environment appeared, not the Azkaban he thought, but a place similar to the potion laboratory that he was slightly familiar with.

The place where potions are cooked is generally placed in the basement, because the environment there has a great benefit to potions.

At the same time as the ground changed, a face he was very familiar with appeared just now.

‘What a mess! ’

He suddenly figured it out, ‘Neville is talking about the potions classroom! So it's normal for Professor Snape to come out!

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