From Azkaban To Hogwarts

You can search "From Azkaban to Hogwarts New Book Haige Novel Network ( in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

"Even four of them passed in the fourth grade?"

In the vice-principal's office, Professor McGonagall looked at the list that William handed him, and was caught in a suspicion.

"Granger passed, of course..."

"Um...Miss Joan of Ravenclaw, well, she passed normally."

"Potter... Lupin also said that his grades have improved rapidly recently, but I didn't expect to improve so quickly..."

"Malfoy?"

"Yes, I also carefully checked the child's papers. Although he did not show any extraordinary talents where he could improve his scores, he rarely lost a point in the basic part. The most detailed child seen in reference materials."

William nodded, "I also asked Professor Lu Ping-that kid has worked too hard this semester."

It's okay not to say this. When William said, Professor McGonagall showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Perhaps, he is indeed under too much pressure-then let them pass the registration according to this list, don't get the percentage card."

"Okay, Professor."

William nodded, "Then, even if we finish the work here, we will wait for those dragons to come over to assist in the adjustment."

"Well, hard work, Professor William."

—

"To be honest, the results of this assessment..."

William stood on the podium, looking at the already a little trembling student below, his tone was full of distress.

"Very, very disappointing. In the entire fifth grade, the number of people who passed the assessment has just passed one tenth, and in the fourth grade below, there are a full four."

"That’s right, four people, not one or two, but a total of four people—although this doesn’t explain everything, but in this assessment, more than 90% of you were left behind by the lower grades. ."

"I hope everyone will pay more attention to this. This time the assessment is not all, but when it comes to the OWLs assessment? Do you plan to use this kind of results to put an end to your five-year study at Hogwarts? "

He shook his head, "Okay, I don't think you need more preaching. Students who have not passed the assessment will add one more homework this week, rewrite the wrong questions on the paper, and then tidy up the correct answers. Write down below. Your current mistakes still have opportunities for improvement. This is the most celebrated thing for you now."

"Next open the textbook and we will start today's course."

This general rebuke completely suppressed the impetuous psychology of the fifth-grade students, especially those who failed the test-even if they lost their qualifications, it was almost equivalent to being mocked by the four fourth-grade guys riding on their heads. , Holding a fire in my heart, I don't know where to vent.

‘This class is very well accepted, not many of them are distracted...’

After completing the classroom education, William was quite satisfied with the feedback effect of his reprimand.

"Well, it is good to not have to struggle with the competition. At least you can concentrate on your OWLs exam. As long as you study hard, the time of the year can still improve a lot. At your current stage, hard work will not deceive people. It will not conduct selection or anything, as long as you study hard, then it will definitely reward you."

"Read hard, study hard, and end get out of class."

He nodded to the students and left the classroom.

"Eh... it's over before it starts-although we know it's difficult, the professor's difficulty is set too high, with a 10% pass rate..."

"The four guys who passed in the fourth grade are probably not humans, right? Gryffindor's Granger must be counted as one. I don't know who the rest are—"

"Quiet!"

Slytherin's prefect scolded with an iron face—he unfortunately encountered Waterloo and did not break away from the crowd.

The presidency of the prefect still exists, and everyone is afraid to laugh, shaking their heads and walking out of the classroom, ready to go back to the lounge or go directly to the next class.

However, of course, four students passed the fourth grade, and they were taken to the lounge by them. This made everyone surprised by the matter—four fourth graders actually passed the qualification exam. NS!

Including the fourth grade, he is also curious about the names of the three lucky guys—after all, one person has been selected by default, and as long as there are people who pass, she will definitely occupy a seat.

But this has to get rid of the parties.

"Be calm, Hermione! You must have passed, four of you!"

Harry looked at Hermione who turned left and right in the lounge with a headache, and couldn't help feeling helpless with Hermione’s anxiety before the exam—especially when Hermione’s actions made him nervous. Nervous.

"No, no, no, now that I think about it, I didn't answer the third question at all, the fifth and the seventeenth... God, I made too many mistakes!"

"You must be number one, Hermione!"

Ron teased and said, "If it's not, let's go to Professor William to read the paper-but I don't think this is necessary at all."

"You are right, we should go and look at the paper-there must be a bunch of wrong marks on it... Professor William loves to use red ink, and it must be covered with red crosses!"

This anxiety didn't stop until the passing list was posted on the bulletin board in the lounge.

Had it not been for the Gryffindor list to be posted by Professor McGonagall himself, the students who could not wait might have overturned the bulletin board.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall could fully understand the mentality of his students, and he left the lounge without much speech. After she left, the students quickly surrounded him.

"You are up there, and I am here too!"

The twins found their names very skillfully-years of experience made it easy for them to see their names on the bulletin board.

"Look at the fourth grader, Weasley!"

The seventh grade students do not need to take the assessment, and they are the happiest to watch the excitement.

"Ah, no surprise, Hermione Granger!"

George uttered this sentence in a flattering way.

"Don't pronounce the definite name!"

The seventh grader started booing very unhappily, but Hermione's anxiety subsided all of a sudden.

"I'll just say yes-I'm still worried about this."

Ron said carelessly.

"Joan of Ravenclaw!"

The seventh grader did not recognize it, but the good fourth grade quickly became popular, "Basically, the second girl can be stabilized!"

"Oh oh…"

Everyone responded perfunctorily, and by the way, the excitement felt distressed.

"The third place, wow wow!!!"

The twins cheered, "Our college, Harry! Harry is you!"

"Which- ah, Harry!"

Everyone did not discuss, but focused their eyes on Harry, "You actually passed that kind of **** test, Harry!"

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Harry didn't mean to be nervous at all. To be more precise, the ecstasy that turned from anxiety into his heart completely suppressed all the negative emotions under him.

"Good job, Harry!"

The twins as teammates rushed through the crowd and hugged Harry. Then, people who knew Harry came over to say hi-four of them, Gryffindor occupied two, that was an absolute advantage.

It took a long time before people remembered that there was another person whose name hadn't been read out.

"Well, it's the Slytherin guy."

"Why is that guy?"

"Who?"

"Draco Malfoy."

—

"Draco Malfoy."

In the Slytherin common room, Snape announced his name to the students without expression.

"Although I don't like that William very much, I have to admit that his assessment is quite objective."

"Draco did a great job this time and maintained the glory of the academy," Snape nodded at Malfoy. "So, I don't want you to find any more messy things-we haven't gotten them in years. It’s the College Cup, since the consecutive championships were interrupted."

"I hope you can put more of your mind on honor than others, and let the rest of the college see our jokes."

"Prepare well, in the Triwizard Tournament, I hope you can be worthy of being a Slytherin student..."

Snape scanned the students. "Draco, come with me."

Standing in the corner, Malfoy followed with some ecstasy, which attracted the contempt of many people.

After they disappeared.

"Fortunately for him..."

"Forget it... After all, the only passer in the fourth grade-the remaining guys of you!"

The prefects pointed to the students below the fourth grade, "If it wasn't for the guy from the Malfoy family, our college would have to hang out with Hufflepuff. Can you read more? Since you came, we have even gotten the college cup. I have never seen it before!"

"Don't give me attention to this one, get ready for the Triwizard Tournament!"

"A total of four warriors, if Slytherin doesn't have one, then we will probably collectively be regarded as the shame of the academy for more than a hundred years!"

"At least a warrior! This is the bottom line! If this can't be done, our prefect will shave all their hair and let them laugh at it-it's not 10,000 times stronger than a warrior!"

"Listen clearly!"

—

"You worked hard, Draco."

In the office, Snape nodded approvingly—if he hadn't had the kid, he would have been mocked by Minerva again.

"But—I thought about it for a long time...I hope you don’t sign up for the competition."

"what?"

Malfoy raised his head in a panic with a look of disbelief-he was so surprised last time, he knew that his father had sold a bunch of pure blood backhands when he returned to the camp.

"I hope you do not sign up. As long as you sign up, there is a risk of being selected. It is too early for you, and the biggest danger for you is that there are countless people trying to kill you and protect you. There are very few people."

"Because of my father?"

"Yes, he reported a batch of what he knew... But the Dark Lord never let the Death Eaters understand each other, they will try to kill you, because that is the best way to avenge your father."

"And it's not just the fish who slipped through the net that avenged you—I don't have to tell you about the relatives between pure blood? Your father's behavior is not only betraying the Dark Lord, but also betraying the lineage..."

"They don't even have to take the shot personally, they just need to send you into the game and you are dead."

"That's not an exam that a fourth-grade student can handle. You can study normally on campus and I can shut down the students, but once you join the competition, the traps set by the professors will be straightforward...do you understand?"

"But I still want to try..."

Malfoy was a little unconvinced-he had just succeeded in getting a chance through his own efforts, which made him a little bit overconfident.

"I don't allow it, and I will talk to Professor McGonagall and cross out your name from the list. I have communicated with your father on this matter, and he agrees with my approach."

"I…"

"It's so decided."

"Yes...Professor."

—

"Smearing out the name...too dangerous..."

"alright."

In Professor McGonagall's office, William, who was happily handling the raw materials, was called over, and then he heard Professor McGonagall's instructions.

"It's okay if you don't see each other..."

He shrugged his shoulders. "But I suspect he doesn't want to go to our big office to see Professor Moody's..."

Professor McGonagall's face showed a clear curve, but he held it back in the end.

"After all, it's just a matter of simply canceling the quota. Dean Snape has communicated with Mr. Lucius Malfoy, so our school can only follow their college's handling of this matter."

"Parent plus dean... and it's true that the kid is a bit dangerous to enter the game. His true level is not as high as the paper performance... There are still some worrying situations... Then do it, Professor, I Will get rid of him."

"Well, that's it."

Parents plus the dean’s collective opinion, the child can't help even if he is wronged-mainly because it is too dangerous for him, and the child is also under seventeen and belongs to a minor in the wizarding world.

‘Then just wait for those from other schools to come over...The number of applicants from our school has been confirmed. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com’

‘But Professor Snape overestimates his students too-unless someone breaks the Goblet of Fire, it’s impossible to choose Malfoy. ’

He leaned on the chair in his office and stretched out.

"In terms of talent, that Malfoy classmate is above average, much worse than Harry, even worse than Miss Granger. In terms of hard work, he is not as good as Miss Granger, and even worse than Harry—Harry I insisted on training like that last year."

"As for the time of struggle, he probably only started working hard this year...Miss Granger worked hard for more than three years before she became the absolute number one... I don't think she can pass the Goblet of Fire selection... let alone the Malfoy NS."

"There are so many talented people who work hard in grades five, six and seven. How can the hard work of others be erased by such a few days of hard work... If the Goblet of Fire selects him, then I might as well let me select the brave from the paper. , That's much fairer."

"what…"

He stuffed himself with a piece of chocolate, and then sighed in satisfaction-after finishing these papers, he went to the big office to see what work could be shared with his colleagues.

The latest chapter address from Azkaban to Hogwarts: https://

Read the full text from Azkaban to Hogwarts: https://

From Azkaban to Hogwarts txt download address: https://

From Azkaban to Hogwarts mobile reading: https://

In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click "Favorites" below to record this time (Chapter 423 is waiting for someone else to come.) Read the record, and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!

Like "From Azkaban to Hogwarts", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ()