From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "Why is it raining so heavily?"

　　 "Yeah... my new robe!"

When the Hogwarts Express stopped in Hogsmeade, the sky was dark and the road was too dark. The rumble of thunder came from time to time, and the sound of rain suppressed the whispers of the students until they were almost inaudible. .

　　 But even so, the students had to go back to school in the rain. They lit their magic wands while complaining, making the dark station look like countless fireflies flying in the rainy night.

　　 "New students, follow me!"

Hagrid’s loud voice pierced through the thick rain curtain, even briefly overshadowed the thunder, guiding the unlucky first year of school—yes, because the new students are not treated for the old students in the first year of coming to school, they must Ride a boat across the Black Lake, and then detour to Hogwarts Castle.

　　 This is a glorious tradition that has been handed down since the establishment of Hogwarts. Naturally, it cannot be changed because of a small rainstorm, even if the rainstorm is super doubled by the arrival of a thunderbird.

　　‘Why no one has found out yet? ’

Hagrid greeted the new students, while trying not to let himself look up at the sky—in theory, Thunderbird should show up at this time, so that the professors in the castle will rush out to help solve the small problem that Thunderbird is overjoyed, and then put himself Exposure to rain mixed with potions.

　　 Just when Hagrid was worried, the senior students exploded over there, "Look, over there, the bird shot by the lightning!"

His voice was not low, and he was finished before the thunder was suppressed. As a muffled thunder followed, the people who heard it couldn't help but raise their heads and look towards the sky, as the next lightning illuminates the sky and raises their heads. Everyone saw the huge bird controlling lightning and heavy rain in the clouds.

　　 "It's Thunderbird!"

Ravenclaw was the first to recognize this magical existence that soared freely in the thunderstorm. It was under everyone’s gaze, passing straight through the huge lightning, and then surrounded by countless faint electric lights. , It looks like it is manipulating that huge lightning.

　　 "That's Thunderbird, professor?"

The senior year closest to Hagrid immediately thought of asking this very capable professor—it can’t help, no matter which student who has already completed the training to improve the level of the class, he saw that his professor pressed a horned beast when he was in class. Like a sheep, he would not doubt the strength of his own professor.

　　 "No, look at how beautiful its feathers are. The most shining diamond does not have such a beautiful curvature!"

According to William’s instructions, Hagrid kept enduring the desire to look up until the students found the thunderbird, and now he was a little bit unable to hold it back. The more he looked at the thunderbird he raised, the more he liked it—he felt that he was a bit biased now. Now, it's not only those who can breathe fire, are good at poisoning, or have sharp claws, they have enough beauty. This kind of lightning that controls thunder and lightning also looks very, very beautiful.

　　 The questioning student was stunned.

　　 Are you concerned about whether the thunderbird is not beautiful?

　　 That is an extremely dangerous xxxx-level magical creature! It is now arrogantly above Hogwarts!

　　 But what another student heard from Hagrid’s inexplicable pride—"Professor, is that the Thunderbird you raised?"

　　 "Yes, it's in a very good mood today, and its flying posture is very graceful, right?"

"It seems to be..." A child who can improve the level of magical biology to the level of the class is naturally unlikely to hate this course, and Thunderbird is really worthy of those praises, "If it weren't for this thunderstorm, it would definitely not have jumped out so gracefully. Dance!"

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, a few nearby magical creatures who had improved their level couldn’t help but squint their eyes and observe with the help of lightning—it sounds like it’s raining, compared to the dance of thunderbirds, it really doesn’t seem to be a big deal. what.

　　So, a group of senior professors Jiashangge raised their heads very seriously and observed the dance of thunderbirds under the natural rainstorm.

A group of freshmen from Hogwarts in the first year, because of Hogwarts’s **** tradition, are in a situation where they don’t know the situation before the sorting house. They think that looking up at the sky is a necessary etiquette before the sorting house. They raised their heads one by one. Come, for fear that I will be pushed out of the school before the sorting out of the school because I was lifted lower than others.

　　 This picture is too beautiful, so the seniors who were supposed to get on the carriage quickly to the auditorium couldn't help but slow down, shrunk their necks and wrapped their robe, and began to appreciate this scene that might not be seen in more than ten years.

　　William, who was hiding in the dark, scrutinized the students carefully, and complained at the same time.

　　‘It’s raining so hard and you haven’t even entered the carriage to hide from the rain, and there is no one who knows how to change rain gear or something smarter? ’

　　 ‘I remember I taught it before... These little idiots forgot so quickly—fortunately, I’m still here thinking that if the umbrella is changed too much, I will blow it with the wind...’

　　 While shaking his head, he avoided the students and patrolled the team, in case someone pretended to be a student and sneaked into the student team to be exposed-although the probability is extremely low, it does not mean that there is no such thing.

　　 The results of the tour are very gratifying. Although someone has used various methods to deform umbrellas to watch the excitement, William has successfully verified in various ways that no one has tried to pretend to be students and mixed into the school.

　　‘It’s about Professor Moody—he should call out the professors soon, right? ’

　　 He put away his wand with satisfaction and looked up at the sky—since Moody had to follow him, he happily gave the former Auror the task of calling out the professors to stare at the Thunderbirds.

　　 Call out the professors, it’s safer to do a test under the rain than to test one by one, which is easily disgusting and easy for the imposter to prepare.

　　 And the former Auror is stronger than him in terms of appeal among the professors and emergency response ability-after all, Moody is a real veteran Auror, and there are not many professors in the castle that he can't shout.

　　 That's the prestige gained by time and half of the dark wizard of Azkaban. Envy is not to come.

　　—

　　 "The color of the sky is wrong!"

　　 In the auditorium, all the professors had been seated and ready to wait for the opening ceremony, but the new crazy-eyed man pointed to the discolored ceiling and shouted.

　　 After he prompted, all the professors naturally raised their heads and looked towards the sky, and then quickly spotted the thunderbird that danced with lightning perfectly in the sky revealed by the ceiling.

　　 "Sure enough, everyone got up and prepared to go to the station to protect the students and prevent them from being harmed by the out-of-control Thunderbirds!"

　　 Moody stood up first, walked towards the door, and then used his normal eye at the entrance of the auditorium to fixate on the professor who was slow to follow up or had not had time to react.

　　 Under the gaze of that normal eye, almost everyone felt the pressure, and the action was a bit quicker-the four deans didn't care, but the four deans took the lead.

When the school encounters an emergency, the first situation is definitely to take care of the students. It is best to keep them in a safe dormitory, and then the professors will take the prefect to eliminate hidden dangers, but today the students are all over the station, why don’t you go to rescue them? Row?

　　 Professor Trelawney originally wanted to say something, but Professor McGonagall and Moody's eyes shot over at the same time, so she forcefully prevented her desire to speak and followed behind the team.

　　 "I'll get a broom!"

　　 Mrs. Hooch rushed out in the heavy rain. Within three minutes, she rushed over in the rain with a bunch of broomsticks floating in the air and stopped at the gate of the castle.

　　 Moody took the lead, then quickly checked the broom, and rode it up under Mrs. Hooch's unkind eyes—the only professor present checked the broom, so he naturally fell on the back of the team.

　　 "Let's go, Professor Moody, or they should return with the students."

　　 She teased a little bit, and then quickly caught up with the leading professors with her own hand.

　　 Moody barely made any response. He rode the broom leisurely, and then flew slightly higher than the other professors. At the end of the team, he carefully observed the protection of the front professors on the broomstick.

　　‘There’s no sense of protection at all...The four deans seem to be more reliable, and they have added sufficient protection spells to themselves...’

　　‘But that guy Snape is actually. ’

　　 He grinned, and smiled with an unsightly smile—the former Death Eater he had been staring at for a long time should have discovered the mystery of the rain, frowning, even thickening the protection.

　　 ‘It’s a pity, he’s not likely to have a problem-otherwise catch a Snape and catch a pretender...’

'The rest of the professors have a bit of basic protection, but they obviously didn't have much preparation for the potion in the rain. If William is a Death Eater, he should be the kind of person who can sit and wear Azkaban. Think it out? ’

　　 Moody was muttering while observing the audience patiently. The result was very friendly, and the professors had no pretenders.

　　‘Look if Professor William has gained—I have to say, even if you can’t catch people today, it’s perfect...At least Hogwarts has been confirmed that most people are safe. Although it is not ruled out that some of them originally wanted to do something, a lot of things have been saved. ’

　　—

"coming."

　　 When a bunch of flying broomsticks appeared in the sky, William nodded. He took out his broomstick from his pocket and flew around at a low altitude for some distance, then raised his body and flew over from the other side.

　　 This caused him to be slower than the other professors, and he got a lot of onlookers from the professors when he landed.

　　 "Good evening, everyone, that Thunderbird got out of control?"

　　 He looked at the sky and asked a question without telling a lie.

　　 "I don't know, Professor Hagrid thinks he is just too happy, so he is showing his dance, maybe there is courtship behavior-but he still doesn't know, after all, there is no thunderbird on our side."

　　 Adams mixed in the crowd, and happily replied with half-length rain, "You are like this, go to gather herbs?"

　　 "No, I'm experimenting with potions."

　　 William lied with the truth, and at the same time he looked at Moody and found that the other party had no feedback.

　　 This is good news. No hapless colleague has been impersonated, and Moody himself has not been impersonated. At least the school is currently safe.

　　As long as they talked, Professor McGonagall had finished communicating with Hagrid, who was a little vacant.

　　 Hagrid was obviously uncomfortable with lying, but helplessly, it was Dumbledore's order-many people saw his guilty conscience, but no one took it seriously.

　　 After all, a professor in the class of magical creature protection...

Besides, this is a rare scene where Hagrid feels self-blaming because of the magical creatures. The professor who is a little bit grumbling at this scene also feels that Hagrid is blaming himself for Thunderbird's affairs. He thinks this is a good improvement, and the anger is naturally eliminated. NS.

　　 "Well, since this is a normal phenomenon, then there is no such panic. Let's go back, everyone, you can remember the Hogwarts carriage..."

　　 Professor McGonagall's tone relaxed a lot, and he greeted the professors.

　　 Regarding Moody’s behavior of calling all the professors over from the school, she didn’t even take it to heart—the Triwizard Tournament is about to start, and it’s a good thing to have a vigilant professor, although the original professor is quite vigilant...

　　Furthermore, Moody’s old problem has never been corrected. When everyone was in the Order of the Phoenix more than ten years ago, they knew that she didn't think she had a way to rectify it.

　　 So, a group of professors riding broomsticks talked and laughed and drove back in the carriage with broomsticks, and by the way, an extra William was brought along.

　　 And a group of hard-working first-year students thought this was the norm, and didn't realize that something was wrong until Hagrid walked all the way to the edge of the black lake-so heavy rain, we still have to row across the lake?

　　 Is this part of the branch examination?

　　 With such concerns, the students got on the boat and started fighting with the lake.

　　—

　　 "The holiday is over. To be honest, I really miss it."

　　 Adams held the umbrella deformed by the leaves, and talked happily, "This Quidditch World Cup is real and unforgettable..."

　　 "It's not,"

Professor Taylor interrupted, "I have a deep memory of the hidden night that night. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com watched such a group of guys looking outside, but they still couldn't find us. It was really exciting. NS…"

　　 As soon as the words started, the professors couldn't help it-the Quidditch World Cup just past a week, it was still quite good talk, better than talking about the Thunderbird that let everyone out.

　　Professor McGonagall walked in the front, opened the way for the professors with a magic wand, and then led the way in the corridor, and then the professors filed in and entered the hall.

　　 After arriving in such a rainless place, the professors began to wave their magic wands quickly to dry out the rain, and then began to add protection to help the lower grade students tidy up.

　　 At that moment, a balloon filled with water fell from the hall, and was stopped by William with magic before it hit the ground. Then, it was frozen by Moody, who was a little slower.

"Oops!"

　　 Pippi ghost emerged from mid-air with cheerful laughter, ready to make a corresponding comment for his water balloon.

　　 Then I saw the professors of the whole school holding their magic wands and looking up at it.

The water balloon in its hand that had not been dropped froze in the air, and then the whole person showed a funny expression. After a little stunned, it disappeared in a flash. When passing by the entrance of the hall, two water balloons on its body fell. Make a funny snapping noise.

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