From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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"Ho!"

When the goblin over at the bank saw the vendor who brought William and the others to the bank, he couldn't help but make a strange noise—what kind of tricky wise man did this guy meet today?

It doesn't do well in a goblin's bank, or it doesn't need to be on the street most of the time, rather than being in there doing financial operations.

If it weren't for the racial restrictions, it would have learned from this liar long ago to sell laurels and the like at high prices on the street - in fact, the foundation of the liar's laurels is the goods imported from it, the foundation that it poured out. , the selling price is one Galleon. .

The reason why that thing can be sold out at such an expensive price is entirely because it promises to stand up when the liar has a conflict with the person to ensure that it is the goods that flowed out of its hands, so as to ensure that the accusation of fake goods does not exist.

As for other disputes, it is not within the scope of its responsibility. Anyway, that guy can sell a lot of laurels with that broken pad.

'Well, then it's time to say with a straight face that it was my own work and was bought by the other party at a high price...'

A similar process has been repeated many times, with skilled work experience.

Just when it was about to stand up and continue the old way, it saw its collaborator blinking hard, and the guy who was eating in his hand had already fallen into the hands of the customer who came with him.

‘The tools for eating were robbed? Or was it bought? Are you going to quit this thing? What will happen to my Galleon in the future? ’

Countless thoughts passed wildly, but finally turned into a welcome.

"Let's go, take out the money, inspect the goods, and deliver the money with one hand."

When it was watching the group walk past, it heard this sentence - the sky seemed to get dark all of a sudden, that prodigal son really sold his job?

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"For five hundred Galleons, I remember that I had about a thousand Galleons deposited in Gringotts' multinational business."

William handed over his ID and waited for the goblin on the other side to handle the business - this had to complain about the lag of Gringotts' transnational business, not only did the funds not in the treasury have no interest, but also charged a handling fee... It's completely classical The financial industry.

But no, no, his treasury is in Gringotts, England, where there is no handling fee, but he can't fly back out of thin air to withdraw money.

To put it badly, if it wasn't for his knowledge in this area, he would have lived on his own money or accepted a mortgage with a high interest rate from the goblin...

"Well, the credentials are right, eh—a professor at Hogwarts?"

The goblin raised her head with a smile on her face, "Wait a moment, we will go through the withdrawal procedures immediately."

It hurried in, and after a while came out with a young wizard.

"Professor! When did you come to Greece!"

The young wizard looked around for a long time before staring at William. After identifying it carefully, he said hello to William very happily. After a few greetings, he handed over the formalities, and he took a look and followed William. After that man, his face changed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor, I accidentally filled out the slip. Come over and sign it."

William shook his head helplessly and followed, and as expected he heard the warning that the man was a liar.

"Well, I see, I will check the goods carefully..."

While thanking his students, he took his own large bag of Galleons, handed it to the other party, and patiently checked what he wanted to buy again.

"The material is right, the feel is right, and the rune on top is right..."

He poked the so-called broken mat with his wand and tried it with a few simple spells. There was no problem, and the test passed.

"Canon, right? Well, happy cooperation?"

William shoved the 'broken mat' into his pocket, shook hands with the other party, said goodbye to his students who worked in the bank, turned to leave, and brought a group of new graduates who had come to their senses. Left Gringotts on the Greek side.

"Really vile guy - actually selling fake stuff with real stuff..."

As soon as the mystery was solved, those students naturally understood how the liar-like guy operated - the cushion is a good thing, and then there are worthless things on it and sell them at high prices. Wrap it up or whatever comes with taking the mat away, and then be fooled.

But anyway, it is also selling things with IQ. After everyone despised it for a while, they felt that way, and their attention was completely focused on what William bought.

"But, Professor, what is that, a magic carpet?"

"Magic carpet, this is not a magic carpet," William waved his hand. "The price of a magic carpet is probably less than a hundred Galleons. It's because of the ban on magic carpets in the United Kingdom. This is actually an empty bag."

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"Empty bag?"

"That's right, empty bag. When the Traceless Expansion Spell was not so perfect in the past, such a bag was used to carry the power of the spell and became a bag that could hold a lot of things at one time, but since Dumbledore discovered the dragon's blood After the new use of the bag and the modification of the spell attachment with it, the bag was retired from the stage of history."

"Is this what the principal found?"

"Yes," William spread his hands, "Magic will always improve, but although the original bag has withdrawn from the stage of history, it still has some functions. After all, the production materials and craftsmanship of the year were placed there."

"I thought there was something magical in it..."

"How is it possible, that guy is not a fool, he has been in his hands for so long, and he knows the actual value and use - I went back and gave it to a friend to study the craftsmanship, and I prepared to disassemble the material for use."

William spread his hands, "Okay, thanks to your luck, I bought something good, let's go, I've been hungry for so long, it's time to go have a meal."

He can't wait to send off the students now and then disguise deeply - what he must admit is that Hogwarts, as one of the three major schools of wizardry in Europe, even if it recruits very few wizards from outside the UK, it is still serving the whole of Europe. Transport talents.

It's better for now. If he doesn't disguise enough in the future, probably no matter the corners of Europe, he can see the students he has taught...

"It's terrible... I almost saw my own students in Azkaban..."

After sending off the students, William quickly went to a shop to change his makeup, and then by the way, he carefully inspected today's harvest-although the possibility of manipulation was low, he still had to check whether there was anything wrong with the bag.

"No curse, no pollution, no poison..."

After checking several potions, William found nothing wrong with the outside of the bag, so he began to check the inside.

"I hope that guy didn't put anything unclean in it - but it's theoretically impossible. Because of the production process, it's still quite laborious to drive this thing, and it's not convenient at all, so it's used for smuggling."

Simply mix out the potion, and then open it with the corresponding magic - sure enough, it is empty.

"What about the secret grid... I remember, according to the information I knew before, there are also regional secret grids..."

William prepared another potion, and then tried it out using the method commonly used in the UK—"Huh?"

He was stunned, then looked into the bag in disbelief, protected the arm with dragonskin gloves with a spell, and then carefully took it out.

actually...

Although it is in a bag, there is not much of a hidden compartment according to the traditional name of smuggling—usually, this is where precious materials are stored.

'Is this a group of British smugglers who came here and were detained, and then gritted their teeth and didn't say what happened, in order to seek a reduced sentence? ’

'Or is it that after the black eats the black, the things are taken away without knowing the existence of the dark space? ’

William doesn't know, but the thing wrapped in the oiled paper bag in front of him is his surname for now - I hope it's not spare parts and German engineers...

Taking precautions again, he carefully opened the paper bag.

"what is this?"

He saw two small wooden boxes, one with a thin book, and the other with several small figures woven from grass.

'No way? ’

After patiently checking the book with the potion a few times, William carefully flipped the book with magic - as expected, the box contained the voodoo doll of voodoo religion that he originally planned to learn about...

This is a rather unique system in terms of curses, and he originally planned to study this aspect...

But, isn't it a bit outrageous for British wizards to smuggle voodoo dolls into Greece...

'Perhaps he was going to come here after running over there. After all, this kind of curse is not suitable for use in the country of origin, nor in his hometown...'

He doesn't know that - but it's unlikely that the things he expects will be found in a smuggling gang's bag. Golden fleece, golden apples, no matter what you think, it's not something that the smuggling team can use...

It's like the most famous magic items in the UK. Basically, they are either related to Dumbledore or the Dark Lord. No matter how bad they are, they are the so-called 'Holy Blood' family or high-ranking officials. It is impossible for Azkaban to have them. of.

'Come to one place to do two things... Okay, I have time to study voodoo dolls, I still have to have snacks in this regard...'

"It's a pleasant surprise..."

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"Surprise... no no, it's definitely not just a surprise..."

Former Slytherin Headmaster Slughorn never thought that someone like Dumbledore could do such a shameless thing... but unfortunately, he was very into this...

"Why don't you go back...it's nothing..."

"Although it is said to be retired, but I still teach..."

He wanted to control himself, but his eyes drifted uncontrollably towards the boy Dumbledore brought over.

That's Harry Potter!

Many people think that Harry Potter will disappear from the crowd, but not long ago, the child in front of him represented Gryffindor and took the Triwizard Tournament trophy back to school in one fell swoop!

'The eyes are very similar, very similar... very talented...'

'Yes, very talented, student chosen as a warrior, student of the Triwizard Championship! ’

"Let's have a drink, to celebrate the old days, Albus!"

He involuntarily offered his opinion, which was readily accepted by Dumbledore.

'It's too similar, too similar...'

"How is your retirement, old man, are you planning to go to Hogwarts this year?"

Contrary to Harry's expectations, Dumbledore hit the ball straight.

"Ah, it's okay, it's a little boring, but my students still come to see me from time to time, and let's get together - of course, it's definitely not as lively at Hogwarts, but it's not bad..."

Even Harry could see that the professor was clearly moved.

"So it's time to come out and walk around, look at Alastor, he's going to continue to be a professor this year after he came to Hogwarts last year, and our classes won't be too tiring, Severus will help you. Woolen cloth."

"Well, Severus, I know, he's doing a good job, isn't it, he's been great since he was in school... The talent for potions is terrifying, only Lily can hold him steady..."

As soon as he said this, Harry felt very conflicted in an instant - he didn't like people who spoke too much of Snape, but...

"However," Slughorn didn't notice Harry's expression at all, "I heard that Moody seems to be working as an associate for a young professor on your side... That Professor William is that, UU reading wwwww .uukanshu.com Right, the head of the office of self-defense?"

"No way, Alastor has no teaching experience. I think Professor Snape would be willing to learn some teaching experience from you."

As soon as these words came out, Harry suddenly felt that the professor in front of him was so happy.

"But...but..."

He looked at Dumbledore with a hesitant tone.

"We think both fifth and seventh grades need experienced professors to guide you, old man, I don't think you'd mind spending a little bit of time on this?"

Dumbledore seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said something Harry couldn't understand - but one thing he knew very well, according to the arrangement in front of him, it seemed that he didn't need to see Snape's face in fifth grade?

This…

He suddenly had a crush on the professor in front of him - if he couldn't see Snape's face in fifth grade, he wouldn't be too happy...

"That's too much to ask of a retired old man—" Slughorn said, looking at the decorations in the room, "but what you say..."

He looked at Harry as he spoke, "Okay, Albus, you convinced me."

"Are you willing to come back to work?"

"But I'm asking for a raise."

Dumbledore laughed. "That's a pretty reasonable request."

"So, for dinner?"

"Of course, why not?"

So Harry stumbled to a rather sumptuous dinner-although the mandrake leaves in his mouth made him very unaccustomed, the food was indeed very, very beautiful.

It's just that he didn't know why, after the meal, he felt that the professor's eyes seemed more greedy...