From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"It's been... a busy year..."

In the big office, William sighed as he cleaned up the desk.

The papers used this year will be sealed, waiting for the re-opening in three or four years. When the time comes, the fifth-grade children will all graduate, and there is no need to worry about students figuring out the answers and papers in advance.

The venue and content design of the competition were submitted to the school for archives early. The most messy thing on the table was the analysis and summary of the students' performance during this period. The rest of the books should be put on the public bookshelf and packed up. Not difficult.

"However, we finally got a good result, and it is worthy of the hard work we put in to set up the questions and set up the venue..."

Lupin's own things have been cleaned up, and he is refilling the owl food bowl on the table, "I won't be so tired next school year. By the way, Professor Moody, how is the Auror recruitment result this year?"

Moody was also tidying up the sight glass and other messy props on his desk. He turned around, but the magic eye was still fixed on the props that were being floated by the wand, "Great success - I knew it would be so smooth this year. If so, I should enjoy my retirement."

"That's so boring, Professor Moody, your students are waiting for you in the seventh grade," William knocked on the unpacked sixth grade report card, "I noticed that their practical training has improved. Not the usual scary ones."

"You have a lot of traps, you are as slick as Albus, Professor William," Moody snorted and asked suddenly, as if remembering something, "Speaking of which, what are your plans for this holiday, do you want to go to the Auror training class? Down?"

"Auror training?"

I have to say that this proposal made William a little moved - for a wizard like him who has not experienced wild way training, Auror training is naturally a very effective means of sorting out his knowledge, but, staying in the UK during the holiday...

The Dark Lord, who was supposed to return this year, has not been resurrected. He originally planned to sneak out and study a little dark magic countermeasures this holiday, but if the Auror trains...

"By the way, how much content can I watch in that training?"

He suddenly remembered a key question and asked Moody.

"Almost all of them. Of course, some items are impossible. In addition, you have to sign a non-disclosure agreement to ensure that the content in it will not be passed on..."

"forget about it."

William waved his hand decisively—what a joke, he took the food he brought back from the Far East, and judging from the similarity of the Aurors in various countries, wouldn’t signing the agreement be self-defeating?

"Hey, Professor William, won't you be with us in the summer?"

"Forget it, safety is safety, I don't plan to lock myself on Privet Drive..." William waved his hand, "I have a little problem that needs to be checked on the spot, and I hope it will be rewarded this year."

"Then, good luck, see you next school year."

"See you next school year."

—

"The professor is actually sitting on the Hogwarts Express again and is going back..."

On the moving train, the Weasley brothers who had inquired about the news sneaked back to their box.

The small box was fully occupied at the moment, and a group of prospective seventh-graders were gathered here, listening to the twins introducing their new props, and listening to them talking about the distant shop.

On the train at the moment, because the seventh-grade students have already left school early to start their internships or graduation trips, these sixth-grade children have become the big brothers of the whole school, even if they win the Triwizard Tournament together. Everyone wants to settle a year's worth of old accounts before the summer vacation - but if the professor is here...

"Don't be afraid, get out of the car right now, can the professor shut us down?"

"We have to look like seventh graders!"

"That's it!"

"Then... what's the seventh grade like?"

"Arrogant and domineering, and then call the first graders to do whatever they want..."

The student who was being asked saw the twins' pale and pale faces and the pity of the people around them, and then they felt that something was wrong.

This sound seems to be...

"Hello, professor."

…

An untidy but absolutely passionate voice resounded through the box.

"The people are quite complete... The seventh-grade troublemakers are all here," William said with a sigh, "I said why there are students sneaking up to the door of my box, co-author with you What about investigating the enemy?"

The people present who said this were going to defend, but William stopped them with a rather aggressive look, "Okay, for the sake of none of you planning to do it, everyone tells a story about a dark wizard abroad, If it's interesting enough, let him go, and whoever makes it up, just wait..."

He looked at the surrounding students, and added the next sentence in their frightened eyes, "The summer homework sent by the school owl..."

—

"It's really, old-fashioned story..."

William yawned, letting go of the brooding students, breaking their thoughts of fighting on the school bus...

He thought these kids from all sorts of families might have some interesting tales to offer, but it didn't—then he really had to figure out where he was going this holiday season.

"In the end, go to Greece, which is full of Muggle myths and legends, or focus on investigating one of the origins of black magic - voodoo magic..."

For the former, he was really curious about how the local wizards viewed and studied those Muggle myths and whether those legends had anything to do with wizards... After all, Hagrid's three-headed dog that almost bit Snape off his leg came from Greece. On the other hand, from this point of view, William felt that there should be many means of subduing dark wizards in the local area...

After Dumbledore deciphered the Sorcerer's Stone incident for them that year, he was still quite curious about the wizarding world in Greece...and

As for the latter, it is related to curses, poison spells, and revived corpses... Those are all important parts of black magic. Dozens of black magic books describe the mysterious voodoo as one of the gatherings of black wizards. Compared to Durmstrang, following this route, he should be able to obtain a lot of relevant information on black magic and further improve his strength.

"Tough choice... I can understand the tangle of the seventh grade students when choosing a career..."

He shook his head again and walked towards his box.

"Hello Professor!"

"Hello, Diggory."

William nodded towards Cedric in front of him.

"Can we talk, Professor?"

To William's surprise, Cedric didn't walk away.

"Ok."

…

"That means... There are two summer jobs waiting for you to choose?"

"One is to play Quidditch to try out, to guarantee a chance to play, and the other is to be an adventurer, and then the publishing house that signed the contract will publish your travelogue?"

"It's still the publisher that used to publish Professor Lockhart's series of books... It looks very powerful..."

It seems that winning the Triwizard Tournament has brought more than honor to the players - Nancy has been admitted to the Ministry of Magic without an exam, although her original results are a certainty...

Harry's side is said to have more letters with the school to discuss endorsements? But as always, it was rejected. But even if there is no consultation with the school, it is said that he has a lot of letters?

Montana William is not very clear, but I think it is no worse than Cedric...

"Then," William took out a sickle from his bag and handed it to him, "toss a silver coin...you will know which one you want to choose when you toss it..."

The moment he handed it to Cedric Siko, he laughed - well, he also knew what to choose...

ps: February is like this... a little less, everyone Haihan...

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