From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Ah...unknowingly..."

William came out of Diggory's tent, looked at the sky, and made a sound of emotion.

The sun is no longer so venomous, and it looks very obvious to the west.

"It's really... kind of delicious..."

Mrs. Diggory is really good at baking. Although William only eats a little bit of each kind out of courtesy, she can’t hold back she brought out more than ten kinds of desserts—there is no doubt that such a wizard who is good at cooking must be Hufflepuff graduated.

"It's a little bit full... I have to go see Adams and the others, or else the game will start."

William thought distressed, distinguished the next direction, and then planned to find Adams and the others.

"Hello Professor!"

"Hello, have fun!"

"Hello Professor William!"

"Well, you are good, so fun, there are still some days in the summer vacation!"

…

Along the way, William saw a bunch of students—it’s impossible to be a professor at Hogwarts. He will really be full of peaches and plums. Underage wizards from all over the UK are sent to Hogwarts to study...

"Good afternoon, professor!"

"Well, you are too—Miss over there, please stop."

William was greeting the students kindly, and at a glance he spotted the students who were trying to sneak past among the children who were not going to school.

He said that he was so close-I saw the best student who graduated last year, and the two most naughty children. Isn't it just the worst in the exam?

"Selma, how was your vacation?"

If the open-book exam fails, William is really embarrassed to forget her.

"Hello professor, I'm pretty open...sad, because of those grades, I have been locked up at home for a month..."

It's miserable, but what's the situation with the smile that can't be concealed?

As a student who failed the open-book exam, William naturally figured out her scores first to see where the lower limit of the overall level is. To his surprise, Selma's OWLs scores were still seen. One subject is unavailable.

Although most of them only got a passing A, they also got an E in transfiguration, magic spells and self-defense, and even Hufflepuff’s housekeeping program herbalism did not get an E, but at least the subject certificate is considered to be full. NS.

"Has it been closed for a month? This is really a severe measure..."

William pretended to think, "Compared to his usual results, it is already a big improvement. The punishment this time is too serious. Why don't we do a home visit?"

"Eh???"

"It's just a few comments to make you relax in the rest of the summer vacation. I have passed the OWLs exam. If it is so demanding, it would be too much."

"It will get worse, Professor..."

Selma made a begging gesture, "If that happens, my summer vacation will be over!"

William looked at her nervous look and inexplicably guessed-this child probably enjoyed the summer vacation well before the grades came down, and he languished for the second half of the vacation after the grades came out.

"How many improvement classes will there be in the new school year?"

"I will take the improvement classes that I can apply for, professor!"

"Very good, very energetic!"

William took out a package of unopened chocolate frogs and handed it to her, "Let's watch the game!"

"Yes, Professor!"

"I don't visit students' homes at will, let alone raise my usual test scores, so work hard, Miss Selma!"

He vaguely heard the sound of gnashing his teeth, but he was not sure.

"Okay, Professor, I will study hard!"

Selma looked much more energetic than when we first met, which made William very pleased-talented children still have to force it, not because he is nosy, but accidentally filled in during the last career survey last year. The students who ate and waited to die and then changed it were really not reassuring.

"That's it... I should look for it—Is this all the point?"

William glanced at the sky, then took out his watch to take a look—he, as an invited guest, couldn't be later than the Minister of Magic arrived, right?

Although he and Fudge still had a little conflict, the Minister of Magic still had to respect them.

"Let's go to the game... Go to Adams after the game."

—

"The game is about to start, everyone is ready to vote!"

Professor Taylor greeted the professors who came to watch the game loudly, "Afra, don't run around, don't hide, follow us!"

"Okay, Dad."

Afra, running barefoot on the carpet pretending to be a firebolt, slowed down, "Afra began to slow down! Afra did not find the Golden Snitch!"

"The Snitch was caught by the golfer, Afra, you are Firebolt!"

A young professor joked, "A flying broom can't catch a thief!"

"Ah...Is it like this?"

Aphra froze over there and began to doubt, "So, what can I catch?"

"A Seeker?"

Another professor happily took the conversation, "The Irish Seeker is my student. We have a good relationship. I will help you get a signed photo of him-it will move!"

Afrah nodded frantically. Although she still knows a little about the concept of autographs, she must be polite.

The professors left the living room in the tent with laughter. Professor Taylor's family stayed at the end. Professor Taylor took Afraid, and the three of them walked at the end.

"Many uncles..."

She looked at the professor walking in front, "But there is no Uncle Chocolate."

"chocolate?"

"Professor William—hey, Adams, it's true that there has been no news from Professor William for a long time. Do you know where he is?"

The professor who walked at the end yelled forward.

"At school! The dean said that William was caught back to work overtime!"

Adams came from the front of the team with a mocking voice, and a group of professors laughed together.

"Just the yelling letter that blames you for teaching bad students?"

"It's all said, it's not my problem. Why does she have to add extravagance to the herbal medicine papers and add the taste of the herbs! In the end, she was deducted by the examiner on the grounds that she might be suspected of cheating. Can you blame me for this? After so many years, she was the first one to write about herbal flavor on the OWLs exam!"

"The dean felt that the grades were too low. Look for the relationship to find out where the points are deducted. Hearing this, he sent me a roaring letter-can you blame me?"

Adams reluctantly explained it again, but this laughter would be overwhelming for a while.

"Wait! I will definitely catch her to improve her class next semester, even if the admission criteria are lowered!"

Adams said fiercely.

…

"Snee!"

Selma, who was waiting in line for admission, felt a chill—is it cold? Do you want to make another pot of soup after watching the game?

—

"First class ticket, top box, please go straight up, Professor William."

The inspector of the Ministry of Magic at the door verified it a little, and said to William with a smile.

There was a loud noise in the area that could be heard behind—it couldn’t be helped. The Daily Prophet published this year’s OWls exam questions over there. How many wizards who have graduated for many years can pass the exam?

Everyone saw that this would not be good, and everyone immediately admired Professor William, who was able to pass a group of students.

As for the Merlin Medal’s negative comments, there are almost no negative comments. The best professors in education have received a little glory and are the least refuted. Professor Macchiban, who has heard of it in the ages, endorsed him.

Professor Macchiban even served as an examiner for Dumbledore. It is calculated that, in addition to the inherited wizards like William, the entire British wizarding world has done the test papers produced by Professor Macchiban...

Therefore, everyone is still very interested to see what this Professor William looks like. After all, the Daily Prophet has promoted a lot, and it is not bad to see it with your own eyes-such expensive tickets are drawn, and enjoy the bonus entertainment items. Not too much?

This caused William to become nervous all of a sudden. Although the voice of the ticket inspector could not be heard far enough, he couldn't hold back the boring wizard who was queuing up to check the ticket!

It was passed from ten to ten, and within a short while, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at William, but everyone still had basic respect for the professor. Although it is inevitable to say something, none of them made too much noise. .

…

‘Go up, go up again, keep calm, they are not as scary as dementors...’

William said to himself like this, and then walked along pretending to be calm, until most of the wizards who followed walked to his box and he was a little relieved.

Fortunately, during the summer vacation, I have froze because of dancing, and I have experience, and I haven't made any obvious mistakes along the way.

"Huh...it's almost..."

"Fortunately, it is the topmost layer, otherwise I guess it would be absolutely impossible to be seen as a monkey like this."

"How on earth did Lockhart survive... The daily life of Harry's boy is probably like this..."

I thought that the people I want to know will receive this treatment, UU reading www. uukanshu.com thought about other wizards who might encounter this situation.

"Professor McGonagall should do it easily..."

"Speaking of which, what's to be afraid of?"

"It's just a group of larger students. The number is a bit larger and older. Wasn't they also the children of Hogwarts in the early years?"

After thinking about this, William's nervousness was wiped out-he had been teaching for two years, and he didn't dare to say that he was good at dealing with students with frequent situations, but he also had something to do with him.

"At the end of the game there won't be that tension."

I looked around the environment-there were 20 chairs in the box, except for the c position, he chose a slightly biased one, sat down, and waited for the game to start.