From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Lost?"

In the minister's office, Fudge looked at the report in surprise, "We all handed people over to their Aurors. A three-person team escorted a wizard who lost his wand and lost the person?"

"What's so strange about this? They are better at embarrassment -" The Auror who came to deliver the report had no surprise on his face, "You should know, Minister, Grindelwald escaped from their prison back then. It’s not surprising that he has become a principal now.”

"Is there still such a thing?"

"Of course, Minister," the Auror who delivered the report laughed first, "That is absolutely true. To be more precise, they were first the senior investigators who were tricked by Grindelwald and found out with the help of Mr. Newt. Grindelwald, but Grindelwald escaped during the subsequent escort."

"However, our work is done anyway - they don't agree with us escorting them, so if anything happens, they have to be responsible for themselves..."

"Laughing at our opponents does not make us nobler, Hardy," Fudge straightened his expression and his tone became serious, "We should try our best to remind them and ask them if they need help, not here Laughing at each other.”

Just when the Auror named Hardy was stunned by the reprimand from the minister, Fudge reached out and patted the Auror on the shoulder, "But I still want to praise you for your actions this time. It’s really great and fully reflects the style that our British Ministry of Magic should have.”

"Now go to the logistics office to collect the bonus of one thousand galleons for your team, and then receive a week's vacation, go ahead."

"Yes, Minister!"

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"champion?"

In the administrator's office, Filch glanced at Professor McGonagall, then at the record he had just finished writing in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

He just gave a comprehensive explanation of the reasons, time, experience, etc. for the four special contribution awards, and then prepared to add it to the file - but now he is the champion again?

However, the championship trophy is definitely more beautiful than the special contribution award medal, but...

"Okay, Professor, I will make room for the Triwizard Tournament trophy, and then make a detailed report and add it to the file."

"Good job, Filch."

Professor McGonagall nodded, "In addition, we are planning to hold a celebration after sending off our guests, which also requires preparation."

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall, I will arrange everything before the holiday!"

"That's great, Filch. I have to inform Professor Binns... I hope those students can be less excited during the celebration. Our guests haven't left yet..."

"No problem, Professor, I'll keep an eye on the Weasley twins."

"That would be great, please, Filch."

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"Pack your things and get ready to leave."

The children of Ilvermorny began to pack up their things in a semi-confusion - according to the arrangements of the Magic Congress personnel who came later, after leaving Hogwarts, they would go to Hogsmeade Village and transfer to the Knight Bus to Muggles. airport and then charter a flight back to the United States…

Such an arrangement is too outrageous, but no one has the intention to complain. The principal is still in detention, and they don't know what kind of charges they will be subject to. As for them, they have experienced failure in the Triwizard Tournament. What a taste, being hung up and beaten in various ways by the other three schools...

Whether it is means of transportation, means of coping with exams, castles, collection of books...

"Let's go..."

The group of them crossed the gate under the leadership of the commissioner, and then walked all the way towards the gate of Hogwarts.

When they passed the gates of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang respectively, they also saw students from the two schools who were also packing their luggage. After saying a few hasty farewells, they headed towards Hogg at the urging of the commissioner. Watts gate and walked.

The giant guard of Hogwarts was already standing at the gate and opened the magical door for them. Just when they sighed and were about to leave, a figure hurried over and found that the door was open. Only then did he show a little smile.

"Wait a minute, Tom, what are you doing here?"

"Run away, run away, Nora ran away!"

The wizard named Tom who was asked hurriedly spoke, and then showed a troubled expression, as if he only now knew what he said was something serious.

The students were confused for a moment before they realized who the name Nora referred to.

"The principal is fine!"

A student cheered, but was quickly stopped by the commissioner, "Shut up, do you sympathize with a criminal?"

"The principal is fine!"

More voices cheered, causing the commissioner's face to turn red. He tried to say something more, but was firmly pointed at by several leading students with their wands.

"Okay, okay," he quickly changed his words, "but if you continue like this, our car won't wait for anyone!"

Several prefects in the crowd discussed it and let the students celebrate for a while before helping to quiet the students down, lining up and walking towards Hogsmeade village.

Hagrid shook his head and watched their fuss from a distance. After confirming that the new arrival had no intention of coming in, he rushed back to his house impatiently, damaging many saplings and trees that had just grown up along the way. plant.

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"Anyway, Krum is doing well, isn't he, Albus?"

Karkaroff shook hands with Dumbledore, then walked towards his ship, stepped onto the deck and waved, "I will come back. In the next competition, we will not let Hogwarts Keep winning.”

After that, the ship began to transform rapidly, and then dived into the water, without even leaving a chance for Dumbledore to reply.

When Dumbledore was about to make a joke, Professor McGonagall on the side didn't even have time to warn with his eyes. A carriage appeared in the sky over Hogwarts, and then another...

"It seems that Mrs. Maxim is not in a good mood..."

Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he didn't mind her leaving without saying goodbye at all...

However, this time, Professor McGonagall was rare and did not make any remarks. Instead, she directly chatted with Dumbledore in a low voice and left, leaving behind a group of professors who acted as foils.

“I’m working overtime at the end before the holiday…the game turned out to be like this…”

Professor Taylor yawned, "If I had known that the third game would be so bloodless, I should have brought Aphra over to have a look. She has been arguing for a long time to come and watch the Triwizard Tournament..."

‘Do you have any wrong understanding of the word bloody? ’

William looked at Professor Taylor in surprise—the snakes that Montague conjured up in the morning were really something that a child of Aphra's age could see?

"I really don't know why they left so soon...it will still be a while before the end of the semester..."

Adams asked another question quietly.

"I'm afraid of stealing..." William clenched his fists in front of his chest and stretched. "Theoretically, you can keep him, but if someone comes to arrest Karkaroff again tomorrow, there will be another wanted Madame Maxime the day after tomorrow. Yes, that’s really…”

The accompanying professors all laughed - but, based on this logic, it would be a bit slow to return now...

"It's too bad of you, Professor William." Another professor smiled openly, "According to what you said, what if Dumbledore is captured?"

"Then, the only principal in my heart is Principal McGonagall."

William responded exaggeratedly, causing the professors around him to laugh wildly regardless of their appearance. Several students were attracted by the laughter. They just took a look and ran away quickly - so many professors were showing off here, no matter how naughty they were. Even the students can’t bear it.

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"Where's Bagman?"

The reception area of ​​the Ministry of Magic was unusually surrounded by a group of goblins.

This is a rare scene - after the battle between wizards and goblins, these guys no longer dare to disrespect the authority of the Ministry of Magic.

But at this moment, the goblins were all confident, "Bagman, where is Ludo Bagman?"

"He owed a lot of money and borrowed money to bet on our side. But now the game has been suspended by your Ministry of Magic, so his bet failed. Therefore, he has to pay back the rest of the money!"

The goblins blocked the door and forced Bagman to come out in order to disgust the Ministry of Magic - their bet had originally made a lot of money because of Hogwarts' victory, but because of the suspension of the Ministry of Magic, the money now They were all detained to investigate the so-called fund flow issues and the corruption and malfeasance of the principal of Ilvermorny, which made them very unhappy.

Originally, Bagman's payment could be delayed for a few days, but who asked the Ministry of Magic to withhold the goblin's money? If you disgust me, I will disgust you - the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic is a reputable senior official of the Ministry of Magic. If he runs away owing money, does your Ministry of Magic care?

A group of goblins surrounding the Ministry of Magic completely disrupted the order of the Ministry. It didn't take long before the matter reached Fudge's office.

"The goblin is blocking the door?"

"Are they crazy and not afraid of wands?"

After taking a moment to understand the specific situation, Fudge wanted to smash the table at this moment.

That idiot Bagman was well-informed. He couldn't see anyone after the game. Now a group of goblins are legally blocking the door and asking people to come - this is simply using the Ministry of Magic's reputation to pay for him!

"He is the Director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic. What did he do? He actually needs to borrow money from a group of goblins!"

The more Fudge thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to rush to Bagman and have a duel with this unlucky guy. If you, a sports director, got involved in the gambling of your own game, wouldn't you be afraid of being exposed and not being able to continue?

"Go and find out how many galleons that idiot owes..."

"Does the ministry have to foot the bill?"

"Otherwise, are we going to let those guys block the door all the time?"

"Okay, Minister, by the way, I need to inform the investigators to check the accounts more carefully, preferably more times. Is there any flaw in the province in the end?"

"Okay, this is a good idea."

"Okay, Minister."

The secretary ran away quickly, and Fudge sat down, but then smashed the table in anger.

But the secretary returned much faster than he thought, "Minister... something went wrong, the goblins dispersed..."

"Dispersed?"

Fudge was stunned for a moment - he didn't think the Ministry of Magic could scare those goblins, especially in the current environment...

"It's true... Hogwarts and the other three schools have already discussed the results of the competition. The final winner of this Triwizard Tournament is Hogwarts..."

"The other three families...are they just thinking about losing? The game has been suspended!"

Fudge looked unbelievable, "It's just..."

But within half a minute, he smiled and said, "In my name, send a congratulatory letter to Hogwarts. In addition, notify the radio to release this good news tonight."

"Also, inform the Daily Prophet to do a special feature tomorrow to introduce our winning contestant."

"Check my itinerary for tomorrow and put away the unnecessary ones - can you spare a morning?"

"Okay, Minister."

After checking it for a few minutes, the secretary quickly replied, "But in that case, your schedule for the next week will be special..."

"It's okay. Let me know in the letter that I will go to Hogwarts in person tomorrow to see our warriors."

"So, where is the Magical Congress of the United States of America?"

"Keep arguing. We have done everything we can. If you dare not admit it, we will allow Principal Nora to take refuge!"

Fudge declared fiercely.

"Yes, Minister!"

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"Could you be less happy, Thelma?"

The Hufflepuff common room was full of fireworks at the moment, and a variety of dishes were placed on the table - since their warriors had been wronged in terms of performance, the celebration party must make up for it.

Victory is victory, and no amount of delay can stop it. Although everyone is still very angry, the ingredients prepared for the celebration cannot be wasted just because of this reason.

They even planned to give a delicacy to the warriors of other colleges - everyone knew whether they won the game or not, and it wasn't just the Aurors who said otherwise.

"Seriously, seriously..."

The seventh-grade female prefect poked Thelma with annoyance, and then brought her some desserts...

"Eh? Special contribution award?"

When they were preparing to send food boxes, such news had already spread, so everyone started to harm the greenhouse - the special contribution award is also a reward!

When the new food was delivered, "Champion?"

Anyway, let’s add some celebratory dishes…

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"The days of celebration are always short. I think everyone must have had a great time in the last period of school. During this time, we seemed to have held many celebration banquets..."

The end of term arrived amid much joy, and Dumbledore stood in the center of the Great Hall decorated with four ribbons to deliver his pre-holiday speech.

"Now I feel like sometimes even Dumbledore isn't always right."

Fred communicated with his brother with his eyes, "For example, right now, I think the happy days are still to come. We have a whole summer vacation!"

"Yes, indeed, today is indeed a good day."

George nodded heavily, "It's a pleasant day, we..."

"Set off a big firework?"

The two read the answer in each other's eyes, and then secretly left the auditorium.

(End of this volume)