From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Damn it - are these people crazy?"

On the first day after the Easter holiday, William sat in his seat, looking at the information about the black market in the British wizarding world, shaking his head as he watched.

Based on Sirius's strong cooperation this time, he specially gave Sirius a big gift, but he did not expect things to be outrageous to this state.

According to the information he obtained, the Ministry of Magic's Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic received more than 30 applications in one day to register himself as an Animagus - although most of them were delusional use of potions or shapeshifting. tricks to deceive, but the real Animagus appeared three full...

Is this thing Chinese cabbage, there are so many silently?

And the important trigger for this outrageous thing to happen is something even more outrageous - on the black market, a handful of verified and Ministry-approved Animagus hair mixed with post-transformation hair has been fried to seven Galleon…

This outrageous price almost made William want to get a haircut and registered his Animagus by the way... Fortunately, he still gave up. But even so, when he was sorting his clothes in the mirror, he still felt that his hair was faintly shining with golden light.

There is even a popular amulet sold on the black market. A silver chain is hung with an amulet full of Animagus hair, which claims to be effective in preventing werewolves from attacking...

The outrageous thing is more than this - the oldest Animagus who was registered appeared, showed his skilled Animagus skills at the age of eighty-nine, and then successfully put his half-bald head on the head. The remaining hair of 's cashed in a large sum of Galleons.

Another Animagus met a profiteer when selling his hair—the other party was right at the original price, but when he collected all the hair of the person who provided the whole person, he used magic scissors to deal with it, although it was enough. The amount was paid, but the Animagus is said to have fallen into autism.

In addition, William also received a letter from an Animagus - he very seriously expressed his willingness to fully cooperate with William's experiment, to test whether the blood of the lizard has the same effect... It is a polite way of being too easy to endanger his life by William Refused.

"I'm pretty much the same here, Professor William..."

Lupin had a wry smile on his face. As a well-known werewolf, his friendship with Sirius was widely exposed, which led to Lupin receiving a lot of letters from his family.

Some inquired about how he felt about taking the medicine, some inquired if he could buy some finished medicines from him, and some begged him to donate some hair—of course, most of the letters praised him for his great contribution to the werewolf group, and he had no hesitation in having it. The spirit of the drug.

Everyone knows that the most dangerous drug testers must be the first batch - Lupin is a friend of Sirius, and a colleague of researcher Professor William, who is he?

"I've sent hundreds of letters to respond to those public opinions, and I'm going to issue an announcement by the way..." Lupin frowned, "But those compliments are easy to deal with, and what about those inquiries and petitions... "

If he was an Animagus himself, Lupin would rather go to class with a bald head every day, in order to provide enough hair for poor families and children, but he is not - he can't always wear Sirius's hair to send his own Kindness...

"I have a little way to do that..."

A narrow smile appeared on William's face, "Don't forget, we also have a very good hair provider..."

"You mean—" Lupin's eyes lit up, and he almost forgot his surviving ex-friend.

"That's right, the one in Azkaban, or the two, that Rita can also make use of it."

William put down the information in his hand, "Although neither of them can provide the raw materials for Animagus' transformation, but Sirius has far more hair than hair after transformation..."

"The ratio of the hair of the alien Animagus is still being studied, and the experiment can be carried out next time when the moon is full - even if there is no way to come up with a general formula, I can also calculate the size of Sirius after transformation. The ratio of Animagus' hair to the other two is enough for you to send."

"No matter how bad it is, there is still Harry, his Animagus has a lot of hair after deformation..."

The rise of William's words started to write the general process of the potion formula directly on a piece of parchment. Moody's magic eye looked at the parchment, and always felt that the fireplace in the office was not warm enough, which made people feel heartbroken. Chills.

If he remembered correctly, at the beginning, Sirius invited William to be a guest there?

This is good, it doesn't matter if the hair before the transformation is not kept, and the hair after the transformation will also be counted clean.

Lupin didn't feel cold, but his heart was warm - if you don't do something with Sirius' hair, it's not impossible... Because both Sirius and Harry's Animagus have a problem with hair loss...

"But if you send Mao directly like this..."

He was still a little confused.

"Why send hair directly, we send finished medicine directly!"

William looked at Lupin suspiciously, "The cost of the potion is so low, it's a little difficult to boil it, but it's not too stressful. Just announce that you will only donate to underage werewolves under the age of seventeen!"

"If you only need to pay for minors..." Lupin figured it out, his face showing a little joy, "Buy one less robe, no no, if you only buy one robe a year - enough money!"

? ? ?

William looked at Lupin suspiciously, "Professor Lupin, aren't you going to do such an important thing yourself?"

"Ok?"

"You don't think Azkaban will let you in to collect your hair easily, do you?"

"Huh?" Lupin looked at William, and then remembered this important matter - he, who has always been shrewd, was so happy that he forgot that he couldn't even get the hair of the two of them...

"Of course this kind of event cannot be guided by you!"

William began to teach the secrets from his friend Singed, "Can you resist this, have you undertaken it? Of course not - you discovered this problem and reported it to Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall Ask the Ministry of Magic for help, and only after Minister Fudge's review and special approval can we use the hair of prisoners in Azkaban to make potions!"

"Approved by Minister Fudge, Hogwarts is responsible for cooking and providing potions, and then distributing them to underage werewolves for free through the Ministry of Magic. As a love project, this is the correct way to proceed."

As for the adult, William didn't mention it - he was responsible for the safety of Sirius, and he was afraid that if Sirius took everything, he would be assassinated in the office or something like that. Just rushing into the current market heat, unless Dumbledore provides the hair, whoever will come is hanging...

"So, in the end, the Ministry of Magic pays, and we boil the potion and distribute it?"

"It could also be the Potions Office, so I'm not sure..." William spread his hands - this kind of thing was reported 100% by Fudge, but Sirius would have to suffer again.

It's not a big problem. If you donate hair a few more times, Sirius is probably not sure if he can get a Merlin 3rd Class Medal.

"I have to discuss it with Bigfoot."

Lupin moved a little, but decided to put the matter on hold for now - Sirius was already worried about his hair, and he couldn't let him worry about the Animagos-shaped hair any longer.

—

"He agreed," Lupin said with a strange look on his face when Sirius' reply came, "and he thought Harry's Animagus hair could be donated in part..."

So when there is no danger, the father is the danger—even the godfather?

William was also speechless, but he still began to guide Lupin to complete the report, preparing to send it to Professor McGonagall. According to Professor McGonagall's method, the funds in the school may be richer.

After about half an hour, the brief report was completed, and William and Lupin started walking towards Professor McGonagall's office.

"Don't worry, Professor Lupin, this is a sure thing," William explained to Lupin, who had experienced this kind of circling behavior for the first time, as he figured out how to fine-tune the potion's formula for the perfect match.

'It's too bad to donate some of mine... But the information on Animagus must not be exposed... Whether it's mine or Harry's, as far as pure blood in the wizarding world is concerned, there is a little bit of exposure here, Dark Lord It's almost immediately obvious—it's a total leak, eh? ’

He raised his head in surprise and saw a figure wandering outside Professor McGonagall's office.

'Damn...I forgot all about it...'

William suddenly remembered something that had been completely forgotten about.

If he remembered correctly, on the night of the full moon before the Easter holiday, he promised Professor McGonagall to give this Miss Hermione Granger the first Animagos initiation.

But before the last full moon night, Dumbledore was sued by his younger brother once, which caused Professor McGonagall to hand over the burden to Dumbledore and ran out on vacation. After causing chaos in the castle, That full moon night just passed.

Then on the night of the full moon this time, William, who had made an appointment with Mr. Belby long ago, was obsessed with the improvement of the wolf's poison potion, and completely forgot about the introduction of Animagus.

If he hadn't run into her in front of Professor McGonagall's office this time, he'd have forgotten about Lupin's big plans.

So William was still a little guilty—but not a big deal.

"Classmate Granger, are you looking for Professor McGonagall?"

As William asked, he knocked on Professor McGonagall's office.

"Please come in."

Professor McGonagall's voice sounded - but she didn't look very happy.

'Why is this expression similar to that of Sirius - does anyone else dare to ask for hair from Professor McGonagall? ’

William murmured inwardly, but did not dare to say a word.

After briefly explaining the purpose of his visit, Professor McGonagall completed the form that Lupin handed over, "It will take about a day or two to get it down. This proposal is very good, Professor Lupin."

'It doesn't really exist, does it? ’

Seeing that Professor McGonagall's expression was no longer worried, William couldn't help but guess - however, there was no way to verify it.

But there is no need to verify, because Professor McGonagall almost blew himself up.

After Lupin was arranged to communicate with Sirius, Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione seriously.

"Sorry, Miss Granger, it stands to reason that now I should have arranged for you to have Animagus transformed - but it is too dangerous now, and if you learn it and expose it, it is almost equivalent to carrying a large bag of Galleons. Go... it's so unfair to you."

"It's still a while before the full moon. I hope you can seriously think about the pros and cons - not choosing to register to enter Azkaban, but choosing to register is equivalent to being watched by the whole world."

"What I have to tell you is that the news of the potion has spread, and several nearby countries have begun to move..."

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"Research werewolves?"

In Ilvermorny on the other side of the ocean, Voldemort scrutinized the latest intelligence from Britain.

"The new wolf's poison potion..." He gave a cruel smile. "Has Hogwarts degenerated to the point where the potions professor takes the place?"

"Heh... A Defence Against the Dark Arts professor didn't do his job, and then went to work on potions, dereliction of duty."

"I hope that when he falls in front of black magic in the future, he will be able to repent for his dereliction of duty."

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he got this information, he knew that the British magic world had nothing to worry about.

He had made those people more vigilant because of Azkaban and then the Ministry of Magic's raid, but those scumbags were actually worse than he thought.

A Defence Against the Dark Arts professor went to work on potions, and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were incompetent to take their wrath at the werewolves—the utter rubbish.

'Although Greyback's dog died a bit wasteful, it wasn't an obedient dog after all...'

He didn't feel pity at all, and even a little bit of joy.

"Lord Dark Lord."

"Huh? What's the matter, Bertha?"

By Bertha's luck, he decided to give the loyal Death Eater a little more time.

"That's right, that Professor William is famous for being good at teaching, and he even set an exam record and won the Merlin Second Class Medal for this."

"Potion?"

Voldemort's eyes revealed meaning scarlet.

"No, self-defense... the new Defence Against the Dark Arts course."

…

A rare silence—Voldemort's eyes were terrifyingly red, and he took the material from Bertha's hand.

'Interesting, really fun...'

'When I win Hogwarts, let him come to Ilvermorny for a few lessons... to see if it is really like what those people say, can let all the students pass the exam. ’

"Bertha."

"Yes, I am, Lord Dark Lord."

"Gather the Animagus, the more the better - we will use a new potion to force the werewolves here to join us."

"Yes, Lord Dark Lord."

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