From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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"What is Remus doing?"

On the second day of the summer vacation, when the game was over, Sirius looked around mysteriously and asked Harry furtively.

"Professor Lupin? Didn't he say to take a bath?"

Harry looked at Sirius suspiciously. He didn't know what Sirius was doing all of a sudden so sneakily.

But Sirius stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, with a smirk on his face, "That would be better, Harry—"

"Hurry up, come with me!"

He lowered his voice and said hurriedly, Harry was quite puzzled, but he still started to follow, and came to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Come on, take this."

Sirius plucked a leaf from the greenery in the window, handed it to Harry, motioned him to hold it, and pressed the leaf under his tongue. Although Harry was confused about what he wanted to do, he obediently followed through.

"Try talking."

Sirius looked at Harry, encouraging him.

It wasn't an easy thing to do, and Harry felt his tongue curling up a bit, but after a few minutes he got used to speaking with it.

"Great, I knew you could do it, Harry!"

Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder, with obvious joy on his face, "You try to eat something again!"

This act was even more uncomfortable, but Harry managed to do it anyway - but his eyes at Sirius also became suspicious, so good, what is Sirius doing?

“Awesome...awesome...”

Amid the puzzled look of his godson, Sirius showed an overjoyed expression, "If you want to keep it in your hands, how long can you keep it?"

'he…'

Harry looked at his godfather with pity in his eyes...

"Can it be done in a month, in a month?"

"Don't you spit it out at night? And I still need to brush my teeth..."

Although Harry desperately wanted to fulfill his godfather's wishes, it was too far-fetched—really, one day would be enough, a month...

"Brush your teeth with magic, I'll help you, don't worry about sleeping, I'll stick your tongue with magic..."

Little Sirius was unaware of his godson's loving gaze, and said rather perverted words in a happy tone. .

"It's the next time, when you eat and talk, you need to hold the leaves firmly," Sirius said as he opened the drawer, and then pulled out a bunch of leaves from a small delicate box, "Can't spit it out. Come out and not swallow it, can you do it, Harry?"

"This is..." Harry looked at the leaves that had some impressions in front of him, and thought frantically, "Is this a mandrake leaf?"

"Of course, of course—" Sirius rubbed Harry's hair happily, "Mandrake leaves, the best material for Transfiguration."

As he spoke, he found a book from the shelf, opened it and handed it to Harry.

【How to become an Animagus:】

[1. A single leaf of mandrake must be held in the mouth continuously for a full month (from full moon to full moon). At no time should the leaf be swallowed or taken out of the mouth, if the leaf leaves the mouth, the whole process has to start all over again. 】

…

After reading the first line, Harry immediately understood what Sirius was doing with his almost insane behavior.

"Animagus?"

He pointed to himself in disbelief, "Me?"

Professor McGonagall spoke about the Animagus in class, and she showed her transformation in class, but Harry never associated the word with himself.

"Of course it's you," Sirius replied happily, "James and I became Animagus in fifth grade, and you are just in fifth grade. It's time to learn this magic!"

"I asked you about Transfiguration yesterday, it's pretty good, and your talent in other areas makes me think you can handle it, James didn't help the school get back the Triwizard Tournament in fourth grade A trophy - but I bet he might be able to do it if he did."

'Animagus...'

Ever since the word came out of Sirius' mouth, it's been floating around in Harry's ears, and has been refusing to leave - like his own father, learning Animagus in fifth grade?

As soon as this indescribable emotion surfaced, he immediately understood the madness of Sirius before.

"Then what shall I do?"

"I'll tell you everything, and the wait is a bit of a hassle, but I'm fully prepared..."

Sirius pointed to the unclosed book, "I will teach you all the things to pay attention to, this is my best spell..."

"And," he laughed, "the second day of the summer vacation is a full moon, which is really cool."

—

"Just give it some music..."

The breeder next to him was holding a harp and fiddling with an incoherent tune, but it still caused the head of the huge three-headed dog in front of William to sink, and finally lay on the ground.

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"It's really a vicious big guy..."

William looked at the dog named Lou Wei in front of him, and witnessed the tooth that crippled the leg of an unnamed professor in Hagrid's mouth. Strange collectibles like falling teeth.

"Some say it's a good potion ingredient, others say it's a great amulet - it's a great keepsake anyway, isn't it?"

"Exactly, and I'm relieved to see it's doing well."

William nodded, "It is indeed the premier breeding area, and it is well cared for."

"That's right, not every region can be kept by a big man like Dumbledore," the breeder said proudly, "We still have Chimera beasts here, but unfortunately it's too dangerous to bring along at will. people go."

"On that legend, there is only one record of a dangerous magical creature killed by a wizard?"

There are only so many magical creatures at the xxxxx level. This kind of magical creature is thorny even at the xxxxx level. The only wizard in history who killed him head-on also fell from the flying horse because of overwork and killed himself.

"It's not... That guy has a bad temper. I didn't plan to be chased by him today."

The breeder shook his head, "That's it for today. If Professor William wants to see anything, I have to entrust another colleague. He often feeds there and is not easy to be attacked."

"No, it's enough to know that this three-headed dog is healthy, Hagrid must be very happy."

"I guess so, he really likes animals," the breeder nodded decisively. "It is said that many of our cherished creatures were raised by him. He is really an amazing biologist..."

These words were so outrageous that William didn't know how to answer them. He even put out the idea of ​​shopping again, and left here after saying goodbye in a hurry.

—

"Go to Germany? Don't even think about it!"

"It's not Germany, it's Durmstrang, mother!"

"What's the difference then?"

At Weasley's house, the twins who finally decided to have a showdown with the family were stared at by Mrs. Weasley, "Isn't Durmstrang in Germany?"

"No, Mom, it's a magic school that recruits students from all over Europe, and it's a very famous place!"

"Yeah, very famous," Mrs. Weasley skillfully dealt with the potatoes in front of her. With a wave of her wand, the potatoes were broken down into delicate mashed potatoes. "The famous school of black magic!"

"Our family has been in Gryffindor for generations, I won't say anything if you go to Ravenclaw or even Hufflepuff, but if you go to Slytherin, I'll break your legs ."

"It's Durmstrang, not Slytherin, Mom!"

"Slytherin doesn't teach black magic at least, but Durmstrang does," Mrs. Weasley handed Fred the pot and the plate to George, "don't even think about it, Slytherin is better than Durmstrang is better!"

Seeing their mother's determined expression, the two brothers finally gave up their persuasion.

The difficulties they faced this time were even greater than they had imagined - the foreign aid that had been without any disadvantages, their father, Mr. Weasley, thought about it after learning that they had obtained a temporary school shop in Durmstrang. Persuade them to give up instead of supporting them as usual.

"It's a lot of money - and I can tell you in all seriousness that all the money in the family is not enough for you to rent a shop in Durmstrang or near Hogwarts."

"But," Mr. Weasley's eyes were firm, "I don't want you to go there. Many people think that black magic is nothing more than that. I just touch it, and I won't be addicted to it at all..."

"But, are you sure you can really strengthen your beliefs in such a place full of black magic?"

"But, Durmstrang also had a share in the Triwizard Tournament!"

"Their systematic study and the professor's control enabled most students to escape the negative effects of black magic, but what about you?"

"Don't be so obsessed with money," Mr. Weasley looked at his two children, "I'm not sure if you will do things that deviate from your character in such an environment, I hope you will simply be yourself. Do things you like, and don’t do things that deviate from your heart because of money.”

"Even if you start with a street stall, instead of going to be with a group of dark wizards for a shop." He looked at his two children, "you think about it, I hope you can think carefully, not for the sake of it. A shop went head-to-head."

—

"Things are more complicated than I thought..."

In the Muggle town closest to Ilvermorny, the old headmaster put a piece of parchment on the table.

"Until now, the school has not confirmed who the new principal is, and my most reliable buddy can't tell who instructed those school directors to hold an ad hoc meeting."

"Traitor, definitely a traitor!"

Professor Ai Gilbert's face was full of anger - they had returned to the country through secret channels, but they had found nothing during this time.

The dean, whom he identified as a traitor, was not the principal, and the students did not know who the new principal was, and the whole school was reluctantly run in a rather strange way.

The school has a new professor, the magic is superb, and the effect of the lecture is simple, but it also has no origin.

Several students seem to have joined a secret organization, but there is no reliable channel to find out what the secret organization is, and they don't even know the name of the secret organization.

The matter of the snake wood fire has been secretly spread, but the cauldron has been pushed on the people who were driven out - among the several rumors, even the least dirty rumors are saying that because of their Incompetence, the snake tree that passed the school will be damaged in the accident.

Family support is even more unreliable - his Fontana family is also in huge trouble at the moment, and the constant problems in business are still a small matter. The real big thing is that they have completely lost their influence on Ilvermorny. , Several ancient families secretly began to test the remaining influence of the family.

"It's like a guy who fell from the sky - we can't find the origin of the perpetrators or what they promised to win over the traitors..."

The original idea of ​​using the old relationship after returning to China was no longer feasible. The reforms in the school were inexplicably supported by the Magic Congress, and the defeat of the Triwizard Tournament even had a negative impact on the current situation. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Lost games, lost face, and huge sums of money have not received any positive feedback - some tabloids even sneered that if this Triwizard Tournament hadn't exposed our education problems, maybe we would have I always thought our principal did a good job...

It's almost a name-calling insult - but they have no channel to refute, and after a dozen tabloids hyped up conspiracy theories, the old principal's prestige has been severely damaged.

"Don't worry, Professor Ai Gilbert, this is the opponent's conspiracy network. He seems to be staring at us all the time, for fear that we will succeed in turning over - the more rampant they are, the more afraid they are."

"Then let's just watch it?"

"We'll wait."

"Wait?"

"Wait, wait for the other party to reveal their real purpose, and wait for the other party to completely reveal their plans - we have to get through this summer to see who they are, what they are doing, and what they are for."

"Learn to wait, Professor Aegilbert, time will make the muddy water clear, and then we will know everything."

"Can't I just watch them ruin the school like this?"

"The students were not injured, the professor was not expelled, and there was no turmoil in the Magic Council," the old principal smiled. "This is not a waste, the education is not wasted, the school is still running normally, we can wait."

"It's fine for me to take a vacation for myself, take a good summer vacation... They always get impatient."

"What if those guys have been reluctant to shoot?"

"What's the difference between that and me being the principal?"

The old principal laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.