From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Here is the previous game charter, here is the list of the former dead warriors, and here is the transcript of the last Triwizard Tournament and the minutes of the post-match meeting."

Mr. Filch laboriously moved out piles of records from the cabinet.

"Professor McGonagall said that these materials will be used frequently during this time, so I moved them out of those dusty cabinets."

So, the school made up its mind to catch him back to work, right?

William kept a polite smile-he was just bludgeoned by Professor McGonagall when he came back, and then he got some documents that he needed to use next.

After all, the Triwizard Tournament has been suspended for hundreds of years, so when it reconvenes, every school will be cautious and cautious about this matter-think about it, if the event is too clumsy because of a certain school The act is messed up, it really has to be remembered in the history of each school.

"What do you think of the Triwizard Tournament, Mr. Filch?"

William asked Filch casually while helping Filch record the names of these extracted materials.

"That is truly an infinite glory, Professor William."

The old administrator looked fascinated, "Like the strongest opponents to show the achievements of their school, or hundreds of years later, this kind of thing-I swear, if someone violates discipline after those opponents come, I will tell them How to maintain a decent school."

…

Needless to ask, this year must be Mr. Filch's crazy year after school starts—William is a little afraid to think about what will happen to students who violate the rules this year.

"The grand ceremony reopened hundreds of years later-it sounds like the Olympics."

"what is that?"

"A large Muggle event, held every four years."

"Bad imitation." Filch gave his own evaluation, and then ceased to be interested in it.

"You may be able to ask Professor Bins--" He looked at the thick pile of materials and gave William his opinion. "If he can be persuaded to participate in the planning, then guess what rules and regulations we propose, as long as they are not outrageous. The other party can't raise objections."

? ? ?

Can you still play like this?

William glanced at Filch in surprise, and couldn't help but admire him-he deserved to be an old administrator, well-informed, and Professor Bins would be able to reduce their workload by at least half if he came along.

"Thanks, Mr. Filch—Professor McGonagall will definitely like this opinion. I think the professor seems a little nervous this year."

"After all, we have Dumbledore."

Although everyone in this castle said that, but...

"I thought so before returning to school early, and even more so after returning to school."

William replied in the same tone.

——

"Not bad."

Sirius said in an admiring tone, "Our tent is set up!"

Harry grinned and smiled at the results of their labor-none of the three used magic wands, but used tools to set up the tent.

Lupin stood by, looking at them speechlessly.

Harry, a child who has never been taken out by a foster family to travel, might he master the skills of pitching a tent?

Sirius, a man who entered Azkaban after leaving Hogwarts, had a house-elf before studying, and lived in Potter's house after studying. How many tent-building skills can he master?

In his opinion, the greatest contribution of the two is that they did not help...

"My tent is set up, do I need help here?"

Hermione trot over with a look of surprise. She had just visited the small tent she had set up, and she was amazed by the magical decoration inside.

‘Look...I’ll do it alone. ’

Lupin glanced at the unknowing pair with this look, but the two of them were smiling and happy, not paying attention to his resentful eyes.

"We are done too, it looks very good."

Sirius nodded and praised the fruits of his labor.

"Can I take a look?"

"sure."

The two sides exchanged visits, and they admired each other's living environment.

"Dobby hasn't come here yet, but there is a lot of food in the kitchen, maybe we can simply make some ourselves."

Sirius suggested, "Simply roasting a little meat or something won't be too bad, Lupin can make a little soup."

Among all the people, Lupin’s cooking skills are the highest...

This is a very magical thing, but after comparing it with Dobby's meal, everyone silently canceled the cooking option.

"Although there is a magic wand, let's go to fetch water-the water summoned by the clear water like a spring always feels weird."

"Go ahead, I don't want to meet students' parents again..."

Lu Ping rebuffed with a look of fear-he was slow to set up the tent because he was surrounded by parents to say hello. He was not afraid of society, but the adults with children here might be the parents, even if the children did not arrive. Hogwarts, after learning that he is a professor, he likes to come over and say hello.

It's too much...

"Understandable..."

Sirius patted him on the shoulder with a look of sympathy, "Then Harry and I are going to get water."

"Then I will take care of the ingredients."

Hermione volunteered and said-although she has a wide range of knowledge, food magic hasn't been touched very much. She tried to learn a little during the summer, but after being frightened by Dobby's cooking, she just learned it and never showed it.

"Then trouble you, Hermione."

Harry and Sirius put on the kettle, and the two of them didn’t go very fast-they were both held back a bit badly during the summer vacation. At this moment, they are enjoying the wind and sunshine very greedily. Although Privet Drive also has it, it is always a shortcoming. what.

"It's great to be able to come out to watch the game. To be honest, it's not that difficult in Azkaban."

Sirius complained quietly, but his expression was unconcealedly happy.

"Over there, it's really hard work?"

"It's okay. Actually, most of the time, I think about the messy things..." Sirius smiled, "Although there is no dementor shaking after coming out, but because I feel free, I can’t accept it. It’s the days of being imprisoned on Privet Road..."

"Feel sorry…"

"What are you thinking about again..."

Sirius moved the empty kettle to his other hand, and put his free hand on Harry’s shoulder. "If I were not for you, I wouldn’t know where I should be, at least Privet Road. This is still my home, isn't that guy Lupin having a very happy life?"

"Let's go!"

Sirius made a childish weird cry, and then took Harry quickly towards the tap.

"Harry, hi!"

A female voice rang, causing Harry to turn his head nervously-then his face became weird.

It was Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Court Seeker, a very beautiful girl—at least Harry thought so.

Harry tried to extend his left hand to say hello, but he didn't realize that Sirius had been pressed there until his hand did not come out. He had to extend his right hand to try to say hello.

He was busy, he didn't even straighten his hand, and almost pushed Sirius' arm down.

Fortunately, Qiu didn't notice much about it, and she left soon after saying hello.

"Huh?"

Sirius let out a weird laugh, and pulled Harry closer.

"Which college does that girl over there belong to?"

"Choo Zhang of Ravenclaw, we are not familiar. Everyone has just played Quidditch a few times, not even friends."

Harry replied quickly, and then in exchange for Sirius's more presumptuous smile.

"Sirius!"

He raised his voice with some shame.

"I haven't asked anything yet, I just want to know which college that classmate belongs to."

He opened his hands, if it weren't for the smirk on his face, the persuasiveness would be very obvious.

"Sirius…"

Harry changed his tone of helplessness.

"Okay, okay, I'm just curious, except for Quidditch Seekers, what else do you know?"

"Hmm... Maybe she has good grades?"

"What do you mean maybe..."

Sirius pressed his head ~www.readwn.com~ with a headache on his face, "Except for playing Quidditch with her, what else do you know?"

"..."

Harry was rare in silence-he really just played Quidditch with Qiu, and then didn't know anything else.

How is her grade? Who is her friend? What else is she doing besides studying and Quidditch? Does she support a certain team? Do you collect chocolate frogs?

"All right…"

Sirius sighed helplessly, "Why are you like Lupin... No, Lupin is not as bad as you..."

"Go to fetch water first, and wait until we send the water back to the camp."

If it wasn't for safety, Black even had a plan to let Harry fetch water by himself before sending it back.

Harry was also silent, he was now in self-doubt.