From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "The course progress is probably here, Professor William, you can be a reference."

　　 In the staff lounge, Lupin put the sorted lesson plan in front of William, "Excuse me, Professor William."

　　 "It's okay, but they may not accept this fact," William took it with a smile, and it looked like he didn't know much about Lupin's courses because of the Saturday make-up course.

　　 "Hmm... have you all learned here?"

　　 William pointed to the last few creatures on the lesson plan, "Professor Lu Ping, your teaching is progressing very fast, it seems that I have to adjust it appropriately."

　　 "Gosh, are you really ready for the paper?"

　　 Hinged, who was originally listening cheerfully, couldn't help it. He stared at William with an incredible expression.

　　 "Take a look at the bottom to see how well the students have mastered the course during this time-is there any problem with this?"

　　 William spread his hands and turned to look at Lupin, "Will the papers be put in your office, Professor Lupin?"

　　 Lupin hesitated, but finally nodded. Although he was too inclined to use test papers to investigate students' usual study conditions, the students were handed over to William and the exams were taken. He should not be too much to look at the papers.

　　 "Okay, that's OK, that's right -" William lowered his voice, "Have you found the reason for the leave? This statement is unified, the school students are very curious."

　　 "Can you be sick?"

　　 Lupin was taken aback.

"Be more specific..." William shook his head, and then spit out irresponsibly, "You underestimate the curiosity of the students-you might as well say that you are experimenting with Veritaserum and you are poisoned... After all, that thing needs one. During the lunar cycle, everyone in the hospital next month will only think that you have tried again."

　　 "This may be a surprisingly good idea..." Lupin smiled, obviously not taking it seriously, "Well, I'll check what disease I should have..."

When 　　 said these words, the professors who got together laughed together.

　　 "Boom... Whoops!"

　　 The childish voice sounded, and after the confusion was Afra's stern apology.

　　 "Sorry, uncle, I just wanted to scare them a bit, and then I didn't notice you."

　　Professor Snape who was apologized by her looked a bit irritable, but there were other things mixed in. He didn't even say anything, and left with a grimace.

After the door of the staff lounge was closed, Afrah glanced at the door. Then, she raised her hands high, stuck out her tongue, and ran towards William and the others, "Afram is here! Although!" She was found!"

　　 "Professor Taylor is finally willing to let you come to the school to play?"

　　 Sinjid smiled, and then took out a small box from his body, "Take it to play, Afra."

　　 "Thank you, uncle."

　　 Afrah stood firm, saluted Singid in a decent manner, and then eagerly accepted the gift.

　　 "By the way, that uncle who looked fierce just now was eavesdropping with a strange expression, so Afrah ran into him!"

　　As if remembering something, she said loudly about the credit she had just done.

　　‘I think you want to take a class? Lupin took time off, so Professor Snape wanted to take this opportunity to live the addiction? ’

　　 He shook his head puzzledly, ‘my papers are all ready, how could this happen? ’

　　—

　　‘Lupin...Black. ’

　　 Snape walked down the corridor, his heart full of indescribable complexity.

　　 He hates Blake and Lupin, but now he has to thank Blake for his perseverance in hunting down Peter Pettigrew.

　　 But he knew quite well what Black did after chasing that rat.

　　‘Trash...Can’t you kill that **** rat? ’

　　‘No... I should do it... No no... I should kill myself...’ He told himself, "How can you have the courage to survive... Isn't this caused by you?"

　　‘I have to protect him...no...I hate him...’

　　 A mess of thoughts surfaced and settled in his mind, and then more bizarre thoughts emerged.

Sometimes he wished to sneak into Azkaban and deal with the liar named Dwarf with his own hands. Sometimes he wanted to listen to Albus and live his life until he killed the real murderer. Sometimes, he I want to choke the throats of the two **** Lupin and Black and ask...

"professor?"

　　 There was a sudden sound. It was Marcus Flint, his Quidditch captain.

　　 "We need an approval note... to play against Gryffindor, we need more training."

　　Gryffindor...Gryffindor...

　　 "Okay," Snape nodded, "Go to my office."

　　—

　　‘God...my class! ’

Harry ran wildly in the corridor—because tomorrow is the day to play against Slytherin, Oliver Wood, their captain, did not let go of even a little bit of time between classes, and kept giving new tips, leading to After class, he was still listening to the question of the game formation in the corridor.

　　 "Damn...what is it to escape Lupin's class?"

　　 He didn't know what to say for a while-when he was chatting with Sirius yesterday, Sirius also said that skipping classes hadn't stopped at Hogwarts, and as a result he was going to escape Lupin's class today.

　　 Not to mention that he promised to stay with Lupin for a while, but he broke his promise just as soon as he agreed.

　　‘Here, yes, it’s... finally here! ’

　　 Harry rushed directly to the door, opened the door and rushed in without even his heartbeat calming down.

　　 "Sorry, I'm late, Professor Lupin, I—"

　　 But it was not Professor Lupin at all but Professor William on the podium. The whole classroom was silent, and everyone straightened up and looked at Harry.

　　‘I went to the wrong classroom? But Ron and Hermione...No, everyone is there? ’

　　 "This class started ten minutes ago—" William looked at Harry with a smile, "But you didn't miss anything, the exam time is still long, sit down and find a place to start the exam, Harry."

　　 Harry just noticed that there was a test paper full of questions in front of everyone. Judging from everyone's expressions, it seemed that no one liked this arrangement.

　　 "Sorry, Professor, Professor Lupin?"

　　 "I'm sick," William tried to make himself look sad.

　　 There is no way, because a child appeared in the castle, Lupin quietly asked him to check another wolf poison potion-although Dumbledore assured that Professor Snape was trustworthy, he was still a little worried.

　　 Of course, the inspection was conducted in secret, and William also watched Lupin take the medicine with his own eyes, and by the way applied defensive magic to his office. UU reading www.uukanshu.cOM

　　 But this caused William to be really worried about the sleeping posture similar to Erha after Professor Lu Ping drank the potion. If it were not for respecting privacy, he was even curious about the sleeping posture of the werewolf after his transformation.

　　 "The name of the disease is a bit confusing, I don't know too well, but it will definitely be cured next week."

William nodded, "So, hurry up and do the papers, as I said at the beginning, try to do it as seriously as possible. The grades should be given as a reference-if the overall grade is too low, Professor Lu Ping may have to change it. His teaching mode has been changed."

　　 This sentence is so lethal, even Harry, who was playing immediately, forgot the so-called arrangements and tactics, and concentrated all his energy on the paper.

　　 You can think of it without your head. The so-called teaching mode change is definitely not easier, especially when there is already a teaching mode for this course.

　　‘Well, this should be able to investigate something-the advantages and disadvantages of Lupin’s teaching model. ’

　　 ‘The difficulty of the question is moderate, and there should be full marks.’ He looked at Hermione, who was the fastest to do the question, ‘I’m not sure how many. ’

Of course, the rest of the people wore pain masks on their faces—the previous self-defense course was the most popular. Everyone got together and sang happily and came to the classroom to prepare for today’s course. The test paper smashed his face.

　　...

　　 "Very well, it's time."

　　 William snapped his fingers, and then a pile of papers flew toward the podium and piled neatly together-after working hard, William's magic that manipulates many objects at the same time can barely be seen.

　　 "The exam time is over and we can go to class."