From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"No, this really doesn't work."

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William shook his head vigorously. He had returned from the Ministry of Magic, and of course he had not investigated anything useful.

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Nonsense - if it finds out, it means that he and Dumbledore are locked in the same cell...

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But the problem is, now, in front of him, in his office, Moody actually invited him to tell the seventh graders what happened in this attack on the Ministry of Magic, and how to prevent it from happening.

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There are also good reasons - this is now the headline of the wizarding world, and the content of the incident is also closely related to the course of self-defense, plus Moody's dissatisfaction with the embarrassing current Auror Office Director, it is natural to break it up. speak.

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As for the more profound meaning, that's not true. As long as Moody dabs a little on it, he is a solid Auror's office director, and he is still just an ordinary captain if he doesn't retire.

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"Nothing can't be done, Professor William," Moody's scarred face was full of seriousness. "Those guys are too proud, which led to such a mistake. We have to tell the students this."

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He really loves the profession of Aurors, and at the same time is the best among Aurors - he sent one-third of the felons in Azkaban.

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Even if he is now retired, he is still very concerned about the training of Aurors and the absorption of new blood, otherwise he would not take the initiative to undertake the seventh grade homework - you know, this seventh grade has twins...

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"It still doesn't work, the Ministry of Magic's response this time is really bad..."

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William shook his head and tried to refuse with another excuse, "And the case is still under investigation. As a person assisting the investigation, I shouldn't reveal some details, especially if it will cause the security work of the Ministry of Magic. certain influence."

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"Don't worry about that, those guys in the ministry have sent me letters," Moody grinned, but the expression on his face was definitely not a smile, "the ministry asked to disclose the status quo, although I don't know where they came from. The courage to speak out about such a shameful thing."

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Did you make the incident public?

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William was stunned—this is no ordinary trivial matter.

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Although he did nothing to help the investigation, before he returned to school, based on available information, the Ministry of Magic had concluded that it was the same group of prisoners who had attacked Azkaban in Umbridge (yes, William Surprised to hear this inference from the Ministry of Magic) successfully invaded the Ministry of Magic with the support of intelligence that deliberately left defense holes.

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Yes, that's right, Umbridge, who has died, provided information, which is very outrageous - but it makes some sense when you think about it.

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How can the Ministry of Magic's protection be like this without being a traitor? Isn't it justifiable for an official as big as Umbridge to fall and leave behind a lot of hands?

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"Just according to what the Ministry of Magic said, and then add case speculation?"

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William looked at Moody seriously—if he hadn't known that Mad-Eye would not have this talent, he would have suspected that Moody was trying to tie Hogwarts to the Ministry of Magic's chariot.

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If you are open and frank with students, you can almost know what kind of impact it will have after thinking about it.

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"That's right, it just happened to make the students no longer have doubts."

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"I have to apply for this with the principal," William hesitated - it's better to ask the principal about this kind of thing.

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"Minerva?"

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Moody rolled his magical eyes suspiciously—Professor McGonagall wouldn't stop him, right?

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"Dumbledore..."

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"Really?"

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In the principal's office, William looked at Dumbledore, even he felt a little embarrassed now.

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"Let's talk, Fudge has sent a letter for help again. He is a little stressed now."

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Dumbledore also had a bit of embarrassment on his face - the pressure was not all from Tom on the other side of the ocean, and his share.

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The Ministry of Magic's recruitment during this period is not without cost. Recruiting strikers requires gold, assessment and training requires gold, and salary is a pile of gold. Such a large budget could have been reasonable.

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After all, something like that happened in the magic world in the United States. With more strikers standing on the street, the people naturally felt a lot more at ease, and spending money to buy peace of mind was also a thing of the past.

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But the Ministry of Magic was attacked - what did you waste so much money on?

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The originally peaceful atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone even distrusted the Ministry of Magic.

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If even the headquarters is attacked, can the combat effectiveness of the striker really be expected?

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"It's always coming, but now is not the time..."

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William sighed, the Dark Lord was about to move, and this false peace wouldn't last long, "Then I'll do my best to say something nice to the Ministry of Magic - and seriously, if I hadn't figured out the rules of the Auror, We're not really that easy to infiltrate."

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"By the way," William was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned his head, "Just that box, what's inside?"

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"No Horcrux."

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Dumbledore shook his head, "But there are a bunch of horrible things."

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He stared at William with a little bit of shame in his eyes, "Sorry, the less people know about it, the better. At least until the battle is over, I won't let anyone know what's inside."

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Now that you say that, I probably know what's inside...

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But even so, William pretended not to know anything, said goodbye to Dumbledore, and left the headmaster's office.

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"Have you heard?"

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"How could I have not heard of it, that's really..."

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The seventh-grade classroom is as lively as ever—the closer to graduation, the more chatty everyone gets.

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After living at Hogwarts for seven years, although everyone has a little bit of reluctance, this reluctance is completely suppressed by the freshness brought by the huge magical world outside.

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The job, the salary that is about to start, the flowers and plants in the magical world, there are no more professors calling for class, no more professors deducting points - they have a very promising life every day.

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Under the filter of this thing called hope, even the attack that just happened to the Ministry of Magic is not so scary.

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Except for the students who have been confirmed to be intern at the Ministry of Magic, everyone is curious about the so-called truth - especially no one was killed in this attack, which also makes everyone talk without restraint.

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'crunch...'

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The door that was covered by the false door was suddenly pushed open, and the chatting students were stunned. Professor Moody's eyes were true, but he didn't hide his footsteps very much in the castle. can foresee his coming.

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But today is it?

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However, when William's face appeared at the door of the classroom, everyone took a deep breath. The happy atmosphere was no longer there, and everyone became serious. Some people even brought their schoolbags when they hurriedly took out the books. go up on the ground.

There is no way, this year's graduates have been taken by Moody since the fifth grade, and they have not eliminated their fear of self-defense professors.

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"good afternoon everyone."

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William looked at the flustered students with a smile, not surprised at all, "At the invitation of Professor Moody, I am here today for this self-defense class."

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"Well, everyone put away the paper and pens. It's forbidden to take any notes in this class."

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As soon as this order was issued, all the students cheered in their hearts at once—it's okay not to take notes, the key is not to touch the paper and pen!

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"Come on two students to cooperate."

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William looked around and finally caught the most conspicuous pair in the crowd.

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Anyway, these two guys may be mischievous wherever they are placed, so it's better to catch them and keep them under your nose.

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The twins who were pointed out were stunned—what trick is the professor going to play?

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With an uneasy heart, the two walked to the podium.

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"Come on, you stand on that side, you stand on the other side."

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William instructed the two of them to stand, then took some wooden sticks out of the bag, and controlled them to form a big frame on the blackboard with Transfiguration.

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"Hold on, wait until I say let go."

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While instructing the twins, he took out a small bag of sand with potion.

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"Notice!"

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As William spoke, he took out a handful of sand, fixed it in the frame with the power of polymorphism and potion, then frantically filled the frame with duplication spell, and then used magic to freeze it.

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After roughly completing a local topographic map, William waved his staff to fix it in front of the blackboard, and then let the twins put their hands down.

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"Let's take a general look - of course, what I said in advance here is that this is not a real map of the streets near the Ministry of Magic, and a little modification has been made inside and outside."

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It's okay to invade, but William has no plans to send the students to Azkaban.

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His left hand moved dexterously, and soon he roughly freed the sand on the surface to create the prototype of the streets near the Ministry of Magic.

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"I know that everyone is actually very concerned about the attack on the Ministry of Magic these days,"

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He spread his hands, "It's normal, it's not a big deal - I'm honored, I'm still somewhat familiar with the whole case, so I was called by Professor Moody to explain to you the situation at the time when it was deduced."

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"Sounds a bit like taking advantage of the buzz - but it is, because that's how presumed work is."

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William took out his wand and started the last step of coloring, "Actually, this is a very subtle and bold enough attempt."

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"First of all, what I want to tell you is that this attack is like those things you have heard about. It was carried out at noon and afternoon. Who knows why it was at this time?"

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A Ravenclaw raised his hand, "You should have said before that people's vigilance is the weakest at noon during the day, and many people think that nothing will happen because of the dawn."

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"Correct answer, two points for Ravenclaw."

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William nodded, "Yes, during the day, after lunch is the most likely time to be attacked."

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He tapped with his left hand, and a group of small black dots appeared on the sand table, densely packed, it looked like there were many people—this is the official news that William got...

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"First of all, according to the existing information, before this Ministry of Magic's invasion plan, the prisoners did a lot of spotting work, which paved the way for their later actions."

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"Professor, shouldn't there be a mole or someone who leaked information?"

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William just wanted to talk about this topic, and the students below started to quarrel with his son. Moody's class is a little out of order. Here, you have ruined a lot of students.

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"Nonsense, I can't say anything, this pot Umbridge should have gotten used to it long ago..."

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"Of course, this is also part of the possible reason, but I can't be sure."

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William changed the subject with a smile, "At that time, no matter what, they knocked down the appropriate blueprints, and then mixed into the Ministry of Magic in a special way - what is it, you shouldn't let me talk about it?"

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"Attention, help, get seven red dots, Fred."

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"That's right, what you saw was the protective power at the time." William pointed to the red dot. "Because the Aurors and Strikers are out, the Ministry of Magic has completely lost the ability to resist at this moment - of course, you don't want to. Go try, this loophole is filled."

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"The leader of the culprit was an extremely smart guy, he got some magic stuff from the documents left by former Deputy Minister Umbridge, and then tried to force the Ministry of Magic to get the rest - no luck, he It worked."

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"Success?"

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The students were startled, they didn't expect this result at all - they thought it was nothing at first, but now, it's bigger than they thought?

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"Yes, it was successful. The Ministry of Magic arranged too few people."

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William spread out his hands, "The strike guards have all gone to protect the market at an important location. The Ministry of Magic's protection was not as high as it used to be at that time."

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Of course, there are also reasons why Azkaban was dispatched with more people - although according to the current situation, no one could save them at all.

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"get out of class!"

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When William announced his dismissal from get out of class, he felt a little guilty.

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"Finally, get out of class is over..."

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William felt that his back was in a cold sweat - he almost died on the podium!

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What a joke, why did these seventh grade questions appear so tricky all at once?

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If he hadn't made up the nonsense in advance, he could have been questioned.

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It was the first time he was so nervous since he came to the podium!

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'If you don't take this job again, it's better to fight the Ministry of Magic or wash the ground for the Ministry of Magic...'

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He wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, and decided to go back and prepare the lesson again - no, this lesson is too bad, it's a waste of students' time, and he has to make up a set of high-quality papers for the seventh grade!

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"I feel that this class is not quite right, the professor's lecture is dry..."

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"Yeah, it's mindless, like being threatened."

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"There is absolutely no previous level."

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…

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The students talked a lot, and finally found out that there is probably a strong relationship between things and the content of the course.

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After all, it was the Ministry of Magic that was attacked - some students are now thinking that this job is not so good.

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After some discussion, everyone came to the final conclusion.

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That's right, the professor must have been threatened by Fudge!