From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"You are exaggerating, Professor William."

When the situation calmed down and the Aurors split up to **** Umbridge, Moody finally had a chance to complain to William about his excessive acting skills.

"Isn't it?"

William slackened his stiff face due to suffocating laughter, "Theoretically, Umbridge does have the possibility to sneak up on the wand. She is the deputy minister after all. If I knock her unconscious, That's a bit exaggerated."

"That's because they didn't know you well." Moody glanced at William angrily. "Tell me, what did Umbridge sneak up on you? She can even surprise you with her sneak attack. "It's not a complete joke."

"It's not as serious as you said. If an old Death Eater who has been lurking for many years makes a move, how can I not panic."

William spread his hands - Moody must have some inaccurate misunderstanding of him, and he obviously couldn't count on convincing Moody on the subject until the misunderstanding was cleared up.

"Well, well, no matter how good the acting is, at least the Aurors shouldn't be suspicious - but it's not good news, I didn't ask anything, Umbridge's protection of his memory is more than I imagine it is much more advanced, neither Legilimency nor Veritaserum will work."

He glanced at the sea surface, and the high-speed ship under the operation of magic pulled out a nearly straight water mark, "Maybe I need to strengthen the investment in these two aspects in the future. Our enemy is stronger than we think."

"As expected," Moody sighed, "after all, she's only a few steps away from being the Minister of Magic."

"Yeah, and she also provided a very insidious piece of information that I don't know if it's true or false-" William held the railing with one hand and raised the other hand to feel the wind speed, "she said that there was a hidden food inside Hogwarts. Dead Apostle, and probably doing very well."

"Snape?"

"It can't be him," William shook his head decisively. "Almost half of the professors know that he used to be a Death Eater, so how can it be considered a secret? How can there be such a spy."

"That's impossible to say. It's not impossible to deliberately reveal your identity and then sell certain information to cover up your true purpose."

"Real purpose?"

William laughed, "My dear Professor Moody, Umbridge has a chance of being elected Minister of Magic, Professor Snape has been Slytherin Dean for so long, and it's unlikely that he will climb any further. Who in the whole school doesn't know who the next principal will be."

"Eh? When did Professor McGonagall confirm the successor, why don't I know?"

Moody looked surprised, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud - this cold joke really scared William, he didn't expect Moody to tell such a good joke...

Just as he was smiling, Moody's magic eye rolled around, "Someone is coming, let's keep this matter down for now, and let Albus see if he wants to believe it or not. Well, we have the right to speak up and wait for Umbridge to go to Azkaban."

"Okay," William said, searching around, "Let's go fishing to cover up our conversation, or we won't be able to make excuses."

"Good idea, I'll go ask them for a rod."

Moody nodded, fishing was a good cover.

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"fishing rod?"

The Auror asked by Moody was dumbfounded - this is an **** ship to Azkaban, isn't the fishing a bit too... disrespectful to the prisoner?

"Hurry up and find it, it will be the test question for you this time!"

Moody raised his voice, "Looking for hidden items is one of the most important lessons for Aurors, I hope you can get a satisfactory score in today's assessment - who finds those fishing rods hidden by batters, I reward him with a very useful looking glass!"

This immediately aroused the Aurors' unwillingness to admit defeat. Although everyone felt a little weird, no one had time to think about it. Instead, they began to **** around the deck-isn't it just looking for something, everyone is professional!

Obviously, this job is not difficult, and the training the strikers receive to hide things cannot escape the search of the Aurors, especially when there are so many people on the scene, it took five minutes, and a young Auror had already found it. A hidden compartment for fishing gear, which she happily traded for Moody's looking glass and a compliment.

"It's okay, you barely pass."

After saying these words, Moody stepped on the deck with a big bag of fishing gear and left, leaving behind the Aurors with different expressions.

After they looked at the looking glass with great interest, they discussed it at length.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Moody doesn't seem as fierce as he used to be."

"Yes, he used to be aggressive and very resolute, and he had never had so many smiles on his face."

"No, even the way of assessment has become um... much gentler."

"The reason why he officially became a professor... Ah, he even goes fishing with his subordinates, this is really... a scene we never dreamed of before..."

The Aurors sighed, and on the other side, Moody and William had already taken apart the professional-looking fishing gear and began to look for a suitable pole.

"The owner of this fishing gear must be very fond of fishing, and the things are too complete."

William looked at a pack of more than half of the fishing tackle he didn't know, and even felt a little embarrassed to start it - he only thought that there should be a public fishing rod on the boat, but he didn't expect that Moody would take a hitter's beloved one. Things are brought.

"The more complete you are, the more you should write a review..." Moody looked at the fishing gear bag angrily. "When transporting prisoners, the fishing equipment is so well prepared that this is the striker. If it is an Auror who dares to play like this, I will put him in confinement for a month. !"

"Aurors are still in confinement?"

William asked curiously.

"Almost, copy the rules, re-exam if it's serious, and ban assignments for a while."

Moody picked out the fishing rod, used magic to squeeze a piece of bait onto it at will, and threw it into the sea, "I will let him go after using his fishing gear this time, don't go and react with the captain on the striker's side, otherwise there will be He's fine - but he'll have to leave a note warning that next time I find out that there's such a laborious fishing gear on the boat, he'll just wait for a review."

Moody said so, and William had to pick a fishing rod he was satisfied with and threw it into the sea.

"Wait—Professor William, what are you using?"

"Potion and bait, what's the problem?"

William looked at Moody with a look of course - what's wrong with him, a pharmacist, who designed a bait specifically for the fish in the Black Lake?

During the conversation, a fish was pulled up, and William was untied, and he attracted a cloud of sea water, stuffed the fish in, and then continued to put on the bait and put down the rod.

Soon, second shot, third shot.

When the third rod came up, Moody took the wand in his left hand.

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"welcome."

"We're here to hand over!"

The assisting guards who had come from the only Floo network a long time ago warmly received the escorted Aurors - today's arrival is not the batter of the past, all Aurors are the elite of the elite, no matter who the other party is. Good temper or bad temper, enthusiasm will never make mistakes.

"By the way, where is Mr. Moody?"

The guard didn't see the famous Mad-Eye in the first place, so he asked a question.

"In the back, prepare supplies to feed the prisoners."

"Ah, this is true," although he didn't know what happened, but this did not affect the admiration of the guards, "I have eaten well when I replenished the necessary supplies every month. The prisoners will be very grateful."

Although this kind of happiness will cause the Dementors to have a happy snack, the guards don't care about it, and the Dementors don't eat him.

Besides, he didn't expect the ship that escorted Deputy Minister Umbridge to be able to carry in the transport those things that could be exchanged for a lot of Galleons, such as chocolate, alcohol, tobacco, special books, and a series of things that prison inmates were in short supply.

It is his greatest happiness to be able to send these Aurors away, and then secretly fulfill a small wish of the Minister - William and the others speculate that the Aurors are wrong, but they are not completely wrong. Although Azkaban is a prison , but there are still several positions that are quite oily and watery are reserved for the minister's own people.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait for long. Just as he was talking, a giant water mass had already appeared in front of him, followed by another floating giant water mass.

"Looks like, Professor Moody, you won—"

William compared the water mass, controlled it to float on land, and then let it freeze into ice cubes in mid-air and land there.

Moody's face was a little smug, and he also showed this little trick, letting the fish pile up next to the pile that William made, "Fortunately, although I don't like you fishing like this, it's very good to fish like this occasionally. stress reliever…"

‘You call it fishing with magic? ’

The guard murmured, with only a sincere smile on his face, "It's a lot of harvest. It looks like I can give each prisoner a fish tonight."

"That's really good," William smiled back - he brought a little deliberate and Moody's idea, just to make familiar guys fish more at night, although most of them should continue to squat, but It's not too much to add an occasional meal. Besides, maybe you can see if there are blind people who donate some boxes to him or something.

"Let's start transferring prisoners, Professor Moody?"

"Of course."

Moody had a small victory in fishing and was in a good mood. He shouted at the cabin, "Bring Umbridge out!"

As the voice fell, Umbridge, who was tightly controlled by the bandages, fell into a coma and was lifted out by magic—in order to prevent her from trying to escape from prison again~www.readwn.com~ She never woke up. .

After all, the Aurors were not hitmen, and although they wished she had done more heavy lifting when she escaped from prison, it was a bit embarrassing for them to have to trap and kill people who didn't have a magic wand, so they simply didn't wake her up.

'The Minister is too careful...'

The guard looked at Umbridge, and then instructed his own people to lead the way - he had already arranged a good cell for Deputy Minister Umbridge, and arranged 24-hour nonstop inspections to try to get Umbridge as soon as possible. Minister Mrich becomes like the rest of Azkaban.

Seriously, if it wasn't for the former Deputy Minister, he would have even thought of arranging a Dementor's kiss - but that would have given the Minister's opponents something to attack, really. is inappropriate.

Under the personal control of the Aurors, Umbridge, who was in a coma, crossed the prison cells, and entered the deepest part of Azkaban amid the curious onlookers who did not dare to make a sound.

The cell door was locked, first the guards, then the Aurors, and finally the Mad-Eye. One after another magic was cast, and inspections were carried out again and again, and this cell suddenly became impossible for even a Dementor. Entering the place, only the window used to deliver meals is left.

"It's done, now, we can go to hand over the documents."

Moody nodded, "The rest of you can wait and see around curiously. We will return to the Ministry through the Floo network in an hour."

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