From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Hey, George, why didn't you protest just now?"

Fred held his brother's shoulder with one hand, and began to try to unlock the leg-locking spell with his other hand, and he kept talking.

"Protest? Protest to copy the history of magic?"

George looked like you're kidding me and stared at his brother with disgust.

"I'd rather clean the toilet than read the history of magic!"

Fred looked indignant.

"A chamber pot is not a toilet, but I don't think there is any essential difference."

George had an unusually melancholy look on his face, "But what do you think will happen if we complain to a professor that copying books is not as good as brushing chamber pots? Brushing for three months, or half a year?"

"That's what I thought too, so let's see if you complain."

The two looked at each other, and then couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing for a few minutes, the two began to work on the leg-locking spell together and successfully mastered it.

"Let's go, a professor who can arrest students in a bar, I don't think he is joking with us."

"Copy the history of magic! What on earth was he thinking to come up with such torture? I thought Filch's punishment was harsh enough!"

"The only thing I hope is that Professor McGonagall won't get any inspiration from it - copying the history of magic is already miserable enough. If most of the punishment is for copying, I think I probably won't deduct a point from the academy in the future. "

"Don't worry, George. Filch won't agree. He won't think copying is a serious punishment. What we need to do is to prevent Professor McGonagall from being inspired."

"Then it's settled. Go to Professor McGonagall and tell her that she was caught by the professor for leaving school on a non-weekend and will be detained for a month."

The two brothers had disappeared from the frustration of being caught. They discussed as they walked, laughing and joking as if it was not them who had just been caught, but someone from Slytherin.

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"Speaking of which, which professor?"

"Yes, which professor?"

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"Back, William?"

"you're awake?"

William looked at Adams with a surprised look on his face. The latter was obviously drunk, but now he had regained his fighting strength.

"Herbal medicine, kudzu root and narcissus root are not magic medicine, but if you chew them together, it will be easy to sober up."

Adams, who seemed to have answered this question more than once, quickly gave the answer William wanted and conveniently gave William a copy.

The alchemy professor was still enjoying his tranquility. Compared to the exchanges in the castle, the almost transparent time at this moment was more important to him.

"William, aren't you going to buy something? The Pig's Head Bar is the only place nearby where you can buy banned items. You know, many magic experiments are indispensable for those things."

This is not easy to say.

William knew very well that since the turmoil in the Far East, the British Ministry of Magic had issued a series of policies, classifying many important potions, raw materials and magical products as contraband.

If you are an ordinary wizard, you will not use those precious potions and materials in your daily life, but wizards with a little pursuit will be more or less involved in magic experiments. The first white wizard like Dumbledore, the most famous Among the achievements are the twelve uses of dragon blood.

‘Probably except for me, the professor who sneaked in to form a team to start school, the rest of the professors at Hogwarts are secretly doing experiments in private. ’

"Why, it's your first time here and you don't dare to buy it? Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic turns a blind eye. They only catch smugglers and occasionally clean up the sales staff. There is no problem with purchasing."

Adams probably thought that William was a little unsure when he first came, so he kindly explained it.

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Why, I'm so breathless, when will we smugglers be able to stand up!

William was embarrassed for a moment, and then he became angry with the Ministry of Magic - was this how he was targeted?

Also, he thought that all the professors in the school knew that he graduated from Azkaban. Now it seems that except for the professors at the job fair, no one else knew about it?

William couldn't help but recall the people who went to Azkaban at that time. If his inference was correct, the people who went there should be a group of Professor Dumbledore's most trusted candidates.

Then he couldn't help but think of his interviewer - he hadn't seen that professor since he entered Hogwarts.

If his memory served him right, it was the professor.

Although it was a bit impolite and even a bit ungrateful to say this - he was really curious about how the divination professor who seemed to be chattering became Dumbledore's most trusted person.

When Professor McGonagall was chatting with him yesterday, he specifically mentioned that professor - judging from the attitude in his words, it was obvious that Professor McGonagall didn't like the Divination Professor from the bottom of his heart.

If you think about it this way, the Divination Professor should be very trusted by the principal, and Professor McGonagall is the powerful Vice-Principal!

Although William has only been working at the school for four days, he has already fully realized how much power Professor McGonagall has at Hogwarts.

Reviewing lists, approving funds, evaluating professors, formulating rules, organizing activities... all kinds of real power matters are controlled by the vice-principal. If Dumbledore hadn't still been named the principal, someone else would have to give the speech at the opening ceremony.

And Trelawney was fine after being disliked by the vice-principal for so long. If this wasn't Dumbledore's trust, what would be trust?

"William? William?"

Adams's voice sounded, interrupting William's reverie.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered something." William came to his senses and apologized quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I almost thought you, like Singed, also like to stay motionless in bars."

Adams let out a long sigh - obviously his worries were not unfounded. It was not a pleasant experience to have a guy who liked to hang out in bars and be the only teammate.

Except for the position of black, um, self-defense magic learning professor, Hogwarts may not recruit a new professor in two years, and for the self-defense magic learning course, due to special reasons, the professors recruited are often not as old as newcomers like them. When we get together, we finally find a new partner. If he is someone who likes to be in a daze, he will really drown in the barrel of the Pig's Head Bar.

"Actually, you don't need to be too anxious. The prices of things on the market are a bit high at the moment. It's mainly an eye-opener. Hogwarts graduates have just established themselves in society during this period. It's the time when the market consumes the most materials. It's time Prices dropped at the end of the year.”

"But you have to keep your eyes open at all times. This is not a shop in Diagon Alley. If you buy fake goods, you can go to the store. It's hard to see regular merchants in the Pig's Head Bar, but I do know a few..."

Adams enthusiastically introduced his experience, and William suppressed a smile and listened attentively - if he had not become a professor, he would probably be studying counterfeiting in Azkaban now, right? Maybe you can become a professor for these counterfeiters after you come out?