From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Without Lupin's cooperation, it would be difficult for William to ensure that any abnormalities he found during the inspection can be dealt with in a timely manner.

Fortunately, his most basic vigilance was still there. Before William was about to give him a kick, Lupin finally understood William's actions.

"Really, I didn't see how much you drink..."

Among William's complaining eyes, Lupin's eyes were a little ashamed, and he quickly cooperated with William to secretly pull out his wand.

Seeing that his side was ready, William took out the potion bottle with confidence, and turned his head towards the students behind with some drunkenness, "Well, the moonlight tonight is very beautiful, yes. Huh? I remembered a little spell I just made-it matches the moonlight tonight very well."

"Energetic, all optimistic, this time!"

His abrupt speech attracted the attention of all the students, even the professors present.

"Professor William must have come up with Jiujin."

"Speak down, don't be heard by the professor. Although you can't add points, you can deduct points and detain them."

"Shhh-watch the magic quietly."

The students bit their ears and talked, but no one dared to make a loud noise—the bunch of professors in front of them, the big Christmas ones, who can stand the confinement?

"Notice!"

William's voice became louder again, and he took out the bottle containing the potion directly, then pointed his wand at the mouth of the bottle, and began to vibrate the wand in a very rhythmic manner.

As the lavender light spitting from the wand entered the bottle, a wisp of pale silver smoke rose from it and poured directly into the sky.

Two strands of smoke appeared faster and faster, and it took less than a minute. The smoke was as thick as a liquid, flowing crazily against the sky, spreading, strands of smoke intertwined in the air, forming A pale silver cloud about the size of a carpet floating above them.

"what?"

The smoke in the bottle suddenly reduced greatly, and the students noticed that the bottle in William's hand was empty.

'That's it? ’

Before their disappointed expressions appeared, William raised his head and looked at midair, "I don't have enough medicine, right?"

He asked self-consciously, and then clapped his hands without waiting for anyone to answer, "That's it!"

As the applause rang, the small particles of chalazion were scattered from the silver-white clouds. First, they were grains, and then gradually took shape. Clusters of snowflakes slowly scattered from the air and landed on a face. Surprised student head, face, body.

The professors also laughed, and the moonlight hit the drifting snow, and the pieces were everywhere.

However, before the smile on everyone's face lasted long, the pale silver cloud and snow disappeared without a trace.

"Eh?"

Except for Lu Ping, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, even the professors who came out showed dissatisfaction-why didn't they just start?

"William, where's the snow?"

Adams couldn't wait to ask.

"No, how much snow can be made from such a small bottle--if it weren't for the right weather today, there would be no snow at all."

William grumbled, and looked at the students and professors with more or less snow on them with satisfaction and disappointment. Isn't the Dark Lord taking the opportunity to throw spies on campus with such a good opportunity today?

"Make it bigger and get a heavy snowfall, William!"

Adams is probably a little drunk, he usually pays attention to his image in front of the students.

"Insufficient materials, just such raw materials for a temporary purpose."

"I have the key to the greenhouse, get it on the spot!"

Adams was very heroic and said that Professor Sprout's blood pressure would rise, "It shouldn't be so hard to cook, right?"

"That's right, let's have another snow, Professor!"

"The bigger the better, it's best to let the whole castle see what the snowflakes are like under the moonlight!"

Gryffindor's students and professors are all people who watch the excitement and are not afraid of big things, and follow them to make a fuss.

'Alright, I haven't checked the school for a while if there is any strange guy in the school... Hagrid still has a reserve of Visible Potion... If you add it to a pot and cook it temporarily, it will be too big. Snow is hopeless, and it is feasible to cover more than half of Hogwarts. ’

This kind of rain conversion spell is based on Thunderbird’s talent magic with the war smoke magic he learned from Durmstrang and the improvement of the magic he previously mastered. Although there is still too much time to prepare, covering The range is not enough, a lot of resources are needed to cast spells and a series of defects, but it can barely be used.

However, according to his estimation, even if this magic is perfected, there is absolutely no way to compare with Thunderbird's talent to cover a city at once-people are born to master it from the beginning of breathing.

I won’t be envious of such a spell.

"Then..." He laughed, "Go to Hagrid's cabin. It's much easier to operate over there."

"Let's go!"

The students cheered-even though they were all in seventh grade, but they were only seventeen or eight years old, they were crazy years.

The students quickly trot to the forefront, and a group of professors watched, with smiles on their faces.

"Professor Tyler, would you like to take Afraid back to bed first?"

The students are crazy, but children can't do it-how old is Afra, can't you stay frozen?

"No, I will wake her up when the snow falls. Although snow is common, snow falling from moonlight is rare."

Professor Taylor shook his head, "I don't want to hear her complaints tomorrow."

Well~www.readwn.com~ Each family has its own concept of educating children—William is not good at appraisal, so he took out the only spare clothing stuffed into that tiny bag.

The Unmarked Expansion Curse also has its limits. If he wants to wear a dress, he can only barely get out a small bag that is not too large. Some minor potions are almost stuffed. If he doesn't start his hands, the dress is very likely to be damaged. When it couldn't be repaired, he refused to put his clothes in.

"Wrap her up, if you don't go back right away."

While passing the clothes to Professor Taylor, William walked over to Lupin and began to study Lupin.

There was something wrong with Lupin today-considering that he was one of the few people who knew the test, William decided to check Lupin again.

‘But...By the way, it’s not reliable to turn the compound decoction into a werewolf...’

He hesitated and walked to Lupin's side, "What happened today, Professor Lupin?"

This question is relatively private, and Lu Ping wants to hesitate to answer—theoretically, but as a professor in the same office, he knows exactly what this kind of ambiguous answer will encounter with two colleagues.

Although he believed in himself, a fight was unnecessary compared to talking about troubles.

‘It’s more reliable than discussing with Sirius...but it’s okay, there is Sirius to discuss...’

Except for Sirius, Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and a colleague in the office are the only people who can discuss it—not bad.

"Yes," Lupin raised his head and looked at the moon, with mixed emotions on his face, "I seem... I seem..."