From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Although Hermione next to her seemed to be trembling under Professor McGonagall's suppression, William had to regretfully tell other things.

Keeping things under wraps may sound good, but in practice it will cause even greater trouble.

Underage spellcasting outside of school is closely monitored. If William does not speak out about the matter and characterize it as temporarily allowing students to cast spells outside of school, subsequent troubles will follow.

Especially the attack on the staff of the Ministry of Magic. Without William's endorsement as a professor, this would be enough to spend more than half a year in Azkaban - is it really okay if he is beaten by Ministry of Magic staff?

That spellcasting record needs to be reported to the school by William, and then the school communicates with the Ministry of Magic to prove that it was a spell cast outside the school with the permission of the professor before it can be canceled. Otherwise, just the spellcasting outside the school would be a serious demerit, plus attacking Ministry of Magic personnel, Dismissal is the lightest form.

"That's what happened. Miss Granger mistook the Ministry of Magic personnel as a suspect and launched an attack on him when I agreed to her casting the spell."

"Okay, I understand, Professor William."

Professor McGonagall's expression became calm, but William felt as if a storm was coming - Warning: Lightning Storm Created.

"So, I went to the Owlery to deliver the message first?"

"Thank you, Professor William."

When William stepped out of the castle, he couldn't help but look back. The ghosts that were floating around in the auditorium making various suggestions now quietly hid in the corner, and the entire auditorium was extremely empty.

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"Speed ​​car?"

The hot flames greedily devoured the fat dripping from the skewered pieces of meat, and the occasional oil smoke was quickly discharged in the magically transformed house. Even though it was late summer, there was no feeling of overheating in the house at all. William, who was waiting for the meat to be roasted, couldn't help but sigh that magic was really great.

The barbecue that was originally waiting to be served with wine to welcome William to his inauguration was now set on the fire in advance, and Hagrid also held a glass of wine and talked with William about what happened on the train.

"Speaking of flying cars, I have one too. Harry must have never imagined that he has actually ridden something similar before."

Hagrid was laughing as he picked up the wine glass and took a long sip.

This is against school rules. Please be serious, okay?

The giant apparently didn't take Harry to school in a flying car instead of a train and even thought it was a funny story.

But William himself actually didn't care much about this matter.

Although he didn't understand the plot very well, it didn't mean that he didn't understand Harry Potter. During the period before arriving at school, he collected a bunch of information about this boy, hoping to find out from it. Useful stuff.

Although in the end he found that the information was of little use, he did learn a lot about Harry Potter. .

This flying car incident may not be solvable for other students, but for Harry, it probably won't be a big problem.

Because this man really saved the world...

Although all the information about him speculates on what happened in the first place, no matter which one of the information, it is very certain to admit one fact - Harry Potter defeated the mysterious man who cannot be mentioned, and brought the entire United Kingdom to his death. The wizarding world came to the rescue.

Therefore, regardless of the emotions of the students at school, in the eyes of the outside wizarding world, as long as the boy named Harry Potter doesn't blow up Hogwarts, the mistakes he made are not a big problem.

Taking into account William's few impressions and Principal Dumbledore's die-hard Hagrid's impression of Harry - Harry Potter himself has a good temper and is well-liked by professors and classmates.

Even ordinary people with this reputation can be saved from this incident, because the current principal Dumbledore is almost the most knowledgeable principal in the past - this is also the information collected by William.

If you don’t have a prophet and just rely on gathering intelligence to make guesses, you can’t just eat pigs with hair on them without Zhang Butcher, right?

After all, foresight is limited. It’s good to have it, but if you don’t have it, you have to work hard to face these troubles.

"Hey, by the way, where's Hermione?"

Hagrid patted his head and asked amidst the loud noise.

"She? She is probably writing a review with Professor McGonagall - maybe she can finish it together after Harry and the others arrive at school."

"Hahaha," Hagrid made a gloating sound unique to friends, "Yes, that's it. Back then, James and Black——"

Hagrid suddenly stopped laughing, as if he had said some forbidden word.

"Blake?"

"It's nothing, William, I don't want to tell that story, it's too heavy, too heavy."

Hagrid shook his head repeatedly, and William had no choice but to give up questioning.

After that, Hagrid's mood couldn't get up. When it was almost evening, the two of them separated and each prepared for the opening ceremony in the evening.

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Until the eve of the dinner, William did not get his suitcase.

"Professor, we will deliver the boxes to your office, but now those boxes are being moved. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to find where your boxes are placed and who is responsible for them."

The house elf that William stopped said this, and William really couldn't bear to force them to find his box immediately.

Fortunately, William was wearing a robe. Although the middle was a little wrinkled due to those small accidents, it still barely met the clothing requirements.

After using magic to treat the robe and confirming that there were no stains, William walked out of his empty office.

"Ah, Professor William!"

An eager shout sounded behind William, it was Professor Lockhart in aqua robes.

"Long time no see, Professor William."

Lockhart came over familiarly, and his tone was as if he was talking to an old friend for many years.

"Hello, Professor Lockhart."

"Speaking of which, the opening ceremony will be held soon. I'm really a little nervous. I think you are too - aren't you?"

I'm not nervous, but I'm nervous about you.

William thought this way and looked at Curry's blessing card. Because of the presence of Professor Lockhart, the power of the curse was reduced - probably as if it was shared between the two.

The shared curse couldn't force the professor out of the school during the opening ceremony, so there was nothing to be nervous about.

"I think a bunch of students will be so surprised that their jaws will drop. They definitely didn't expect that I would come to Hogwarts and become a black——"

"Ahem!"

William made a distinct coughing sound.

"Sorry, Professor of Wizarding Self-Defense Magic Learning."

Lockhart looked apologetic.

"Okay, sorry, Professor William, it's getting late, I think we should get on the field."

William's complaints didn't even have time to pass through his mind before he was pulled out by Lockhart.