From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Yes, now you and Harry really live in the same hospital."

Lupin in front of the hospital bed couldn't laugh or cry-you said you watched the game and watched the game. What is it that Professor McGonagall caught him because he was too emotional?

"I'm just... too anxious."

Knowing that Harry has been treated seven or eighty-eight, and Sirius' mood stabilized, he muttered to explain, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face-no way, because of the investigation, he now looks at it. To Professor McGonagall, I felt a little frustrated.

"Also, don't bother with classmate Malfoy. He was injured along with the normal game."

Lupin persuaded with all his heart.

"Of course not," Sirius looked at Lupin with an expression of how you think so. "Although I always think Lucius Malfoy is a disgusting opportunist, I am not that snotty. How can you vent your anger with a child?"

Lu Ping became embarrassed after being stared at by Sirius with strange eyes.

"Okay, okay, you can rest as soon as the full moon ended yesterday."

Sirius looked at Lupin and nodded with a smile, "Go rest, don't think about it."

Being cared by this worrying friend, Lupin was a little bit dumbfounded, but he was indeed very tired. After a brief inspection again, he left the ward and returned to his office—the student papers were still piled up there, even though he I'm not inclined to use this, but I can't criticize and bother Professor William, right?

But not long after he left, Sirius got up from the hospital bed vigorously, and he tiptoed out of his hospital room, and then walked towards Harry's hospital bed.

The incident of being hospitalized together reminded him of an interesting story in the past, and he couldn't wait to share it with Harry.

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"It would be great if the time converter could be used by adult wizards..."

With a rare yawn, William began to perfect the hanging painting at hand.

Even if he is not afraid of dementors, the rainy weather still makes him less interested-why is there so much autumn rain in this area of ​​Hogwarts?

‘The potion needs to be improved... the physical exercise needs to be maintained... the test paper needs to be published... the black magic needs to be studied... and the medical research, the improvement of teaching aids...’

He was a little grateful for Lu Ping's appearance at the moment-it was impossible to complete the event by himself for taking the seventh grade class well. Even Lu Ping's help made him feel that he was incapable of doing it.

‘Why can’t magic become a substitute? My club can't spare any time to perfect it! ’

After completing the last magic and making sure that the painting can move on its own, William sighed.

With his own in-depth understanding of self-defense courses, the time needed for course design has also increased.

Although it's okay to follow the way of class in the past, it's too foolish.

‘Two professors are still too few, the school needs more excellent professors... the curse of this class...’

He scratched his head involuntarily, and then decided to waste more effort in the future when the moon was full, and he would never let Lupin be driven out of Hogwarts because of an accident in his transformation into a werewolf.

"Boom..."

The door was knocked briefly.

"Come in!"

William shouted loudly, and then habitually hid in blind spots that could not be seen for the first time.

It was a junior in Gryffindor—Professor McGonagall called him to the office.

\'Strange, what's the matter? \'

He walked towards Professor McGonagall's office with a look of confusion.

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"Well, Harry, cheer up!"

Ron communicated with Harry in a low voice-although the college used the money left over from the last time to buy him a smooth wheel 2000, Harry's mood was obviously not very high.

Although Harry tried to pretend to be happy when the teammates came to comfort him, Ron could recognize the unhappiness on his face.

"I didn't, Ron, I'm fine."

"Stop pretending, Harry...it's different, I know."

Ron looked at Harry, "My teddy bear, after being turned into a spider, it was changed back-it looks the same, but I know it's different, it's not the same at all."

"I understand you, buddy," Ron looked into Harry's eyes firmly, "I know the feeling, it's extremely uncomfortable..."

"Um…"

Harry replied in a low voice—comfort from Sirius, comfort from Ron and Hermione, comfort from teammates, and even a brand new light wheel 2000.

But he was still uncomfortable. Although the new broom was as good as the old one, it was different.

‘Maybe I should talk to the professor...Crazy training may be able to...’

This idea surfaced, but it was quickly rejected by Harry himself, and he had no intention of training now.

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"Um... the pronunciation is..."

In the office, William read the book speechlessly-life always likes to joke with people, as if Professor McGonagall added another burden to him when he was busiest.

"Damn it..."

He couldn't help but recall the original conversation ~www.readwn.com~ was in Professor McGonagall's office, and the professor magically announced something to him.

"Professor William, although it is not good to take up vacation time, the school still needs you to go on a business trip."

That's right, a business trip—all in the magical world, but there is still a business trip as a result.

Yes, he thought so, and he asked so at the time.

"The school will organize a small delegation to visit Germany during the Christmas holidays and negotiate a series of preparations for the Triwizard Tournament."

"Three powers fighting for hegemony?"

"Yes..." Professor McGonagall nodded. "The Triwizard Tournament that has been suspended for many years... is expected to be re-organized."

"The Ministry of Magic planned this plan a long time ago, and reached a series of consensus with the school."

Professor McGonagall looked at William and explained it in the most ingenious way.