From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Speaking of which, Professor William, why are you here?"

Sirius' nerves are far thicker than ordinary people. While Harry and the others were still tangling, one of the parties began to have a pleasant conversation with William.

He and Snape are the worst, the one who hates black magic and pure blood the most, and the one who enrolls is better at black magic and pursues pure blood than most graduates-therefore, William’s call is not worse than the history of magic in his opinion. How much, the same makes people drowsy.

"Should be counted as the professor's welfare?"

William thought for a while, and responded in an uncertain tone.

"Professor McGonagall sees that I am a little busy these days, so he specially granted me a day off to see Quidditch."

"This is summer vacation... Is she crazy?"

Sirius significantly lowered his voice in the second half of his sentence, showing his lack of confidence.

"Some special tasks require overtime, and I have not been able to determine when those tasks will end..."

William yawned, "It's good, why did you talk to them about the past?"

"I met my previous classmates, so..." Sirius explained a little embarrassingly, "Speaking of which, Professor William are you?"

"My friend Professor Adams is staying in Camp No. 2, and I am going to stay with him for a while to see if he gets a little fatter during the holidays."

William spoke in a flat tone of things that would make Adams nervous.

"After all, it's the Quidditch World Cup..."

Sirius sighed, "Speaking of which, how is your Quidditch level, Professor William? I remember that there was a full set of equipment for rent here. When the game is over, maybe we can have one?"

"Today's task is very rushed. I guess I will have to go back to school after the game. Next time, I will definitely be next time..."

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"Minister, the person in charge of registration said that Professor William is here."

Inside the tent in the Ministry of Magic's area, the assistant whispered to Fudge.

"He came to the rest area of ​​the Ministry of Magic?"

"No one has seen the professor in our rest area. He should be looking for the other professors in the school."

"Where is his position?"

"Well, in the top box, we routinely prepare tickets for Dumbledore."

"That will be fine," Fudge waved his hand. "We just have to wait for the evening game to start."

"Yes, Minister."

The assistant nodded, he wouldn't put forward his own opinions on this kind of not-so-difficult judgment question.

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"Speaking of which, you are going to..."

"Weasley's camp, Harry and the others want to communicate with friends."

"Weasley's house," William's face appeared with a smile-OWLs results have been issued, he has seen the twins' transcripts at school, it seems to be okay, I don't know how the two have had this holiday .

"I'll take a look with you first."

He changed his itinerary decisively-Adams has two eyes and one nose. What's so good about Adams? Just say hello later. Of course, the main point now is to see the recent summer vacation of the kids who dare to dismantle the school toilet.

He hasn't communicated with Mad-Eye again yet. Although it is important to check the school's people, it is also difficult to divide into classes.

There are three people in the seventh grade, so I must discuss how to divide it. An old Auror in Moody’s school must not only take the first grade as a nanny. The upper grade must let one out. The fifth grade will definitely not work, even if he wants to. The school would not agree, so count it-the twins and their sixth grade are likely to be assigned to the crazy eye.

‘I hope these little guys don’t waste their talents, and talk to them again...’

While thinking, William turned his head and looked at the two students behind him who were still thinking about it—his non-learning persuasion ability seemed to be so bad.

Or, these two children are really too bad psychologically...

"How is your relationship with the Malfoy family?"

William looked at Sirius and asked abruptly.

"Very bad, Lucius Malfoy married a sister of mine."

Sirius quickly answered-judging from his expression, it was really bad.

Forget it—William originally planned to have Sirius and Malfoy talk a few words, and let Harry and Draco Malfoy stay together. Maybe they won’t be entangled in the fight, but now it seems that the idea is a little bit Unrealistic, maybe Sirius would do it himself first...

"All right…"

William shrugged his shoulders, and then saw the camp in front of him sharply, "Is that over there?"

"It should be."

Sirius turned his head, "Harry, Hermione, it seems to be the Weasley's camp, can you see it?"

The two children who had been entangled so far raised their heads all at once.

"It's over there!"

After all, William’s guidance played a little role. The two of them struggled until later they were all thinking about the wrong points of William’s theory, but in the end they did not find any inappropriate places—just as William and Sirius explained. Their thinking is far from mature.

Miss Granger was still at the end of the semester less than three months ago because Lupin was a werewolf and denied that he was a bad guy for a year of hard work. Harry, although a little stronger, is not much better-he even likes this now. I can’t confirm it myself, and Sirius has to give me some advice...

Now that there was something to distract, the two of them also temporarily let go of their inner confusion, and ran towards the camp in the distance when they trot. Ron said the location of their home camp when communicating, and now their attention It's all over there.

"Really, when it was in the fifth grade, it was probably not as good as it is now. Children now grow up really fast, Mr. Black."

William murmured at Sirius.

"well enough…"

Sirius looked a little confused... He didn't think anything was wrong...

‘...I should treat you as a fresh graduate, Percy is more mature than you-how can Azkaban rumour that you are the scariest existence inside? ’

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"It's great!"

Lavender Brown pulled the little sisters to applaud-Ron just performed a great save.

Although the Ministry of Magic has been emphasizing the importance of disguise in this area, there are too many wizards here, and the secrecy law does not take effect here. Everyone is happily gathering together to do something wizards do.

No way, if the secrecy laws are strictly enforced, most wizards don’t even have the ability to light fires—it’s like everyone knows how to use wood to make fires, but everyone is accustomed to matches and lighters. Now, how many can be lighted?

Although matches are not that difficult, many wizards pretend not to understand...

Anyway, every inch of the surrounding land has a Muggle expulsion curse, so the Ministry of Magic simply opened one eye and closed another, and verbally persuaded it to be over.

Ron and his family are in a good location, and the twins are good at sociability. Not long after lunch, they just pulled up a simple team—it's like everyone on the train has bought a ticket to go home. It's also impossible for the groups who come to watch the World Cup not to love Quidditch, so the audience naturally pulls up.

As a batsman for the Gryffindor House team, the twins’ off-court presentation is still very interesting-don’t look at only four school teams, but the members of the National Quidditch Club are all selected from the members of these four college teams. Yes, the gold content is very high.

They even found Wood, who had just graduated from the old captain, and a group of people were having fun.

"Ron! Good job, watch Wood!"

When Fred flew past Ron, he shouted-they originally put Ron as the goalkeeper to make up the number, but he unexpectedly could do it.

"Good job, Ron!"

Wood also gave a thumbs up and praised, "If we hadn't had a great goalkeeper back then, I might have recruited you too!"

Ron's face flushed with praise, and he didn't catch the broom a little bit.

However, he still hung the ball on the broom with a very clever gesture. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Good job!"

George shouted loudly, and the audience who came to watch the small game cheered. Lavender even stood up, cheering loudly for Ron, causing the twins to blink at him as they flew past the goal.

But when Ron was proud to pounce on another ball, there was fierce applause toward the corner.

"marvelous!"

"Ginny, come on!"

The novice seeker who was placed on Wood’s side to balance Wood’s team with professional golfers and stuffed in, Ginny landed firmly on the ground, her right hand held high, and the golden snitch’s wings pierced her fingers. I got out, struggling quickly, trying to escape.

But it was useless. The Snitch was caught tightly. She proudly raised the broom again, flew up to a high altitude, and showed off around her temporary teammates.