From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The punishment of students is quite flexible. Although nominally all violations of school rules must be dealt with seriously, in practice some things can be accommodated.

But William did not expect that Professor McGonagall would come to him specifically to discuss the delay of the confinement because of the Quidditch training of the two students.

'It seems that Adams is right. Professor McGonagall is indeed the one who likes Quidditch the most among the professors. ’

With this thought passing through his mind, William agreed to Professor McGonagall's negotiation without any hesitation.

"It's absolutely okay, Professor McGonagall. The confinement is just a process for them to reflect on the mistakes they made. Since there are serious things to do, the confinement can be postponed."

"That's great, Professor William. Then, they will train normally on Saturday and then go into confinement on Sunday. The missed parts on Saturday can be put on the nights when there are no classes from Monday to Friday. Is this arrangement okay?"

…

I thought, Professor, you were here to beg for mercy so that the students in your college could be punished less, but those two little naughty guys still have to use their usual rest time to make up for it?

Professor McGonagall, you are too honest.

"Of course, I will prepare the copied books for them. Is it just this week?"

"If possible, I hope it will be like this for the rest of the time. By the way, Professor William, if possible, I hope the copied history of magic can be thicker."

Professor McGonagall said it casually, but without the slightest hint of joking, which made William, who had originally planned to get used to the next sentence, get stuck.

Are you a devil?

If I remember correctly, you came to plead for the players of your own team, but how did things become like this?

"What do you mean, let them acquire more knowledge?"

"It can be considered as allowing them to get one more certificate. Although next year will be the time for their students to take the exam, but based on the basic knowledge of the Weasley brothers, I doubt it will be difficult for them to pass the History of Magic."

"Are they struggling academically?"

William put it tactfully - some students just can't learn even though they work hard.

"If that's the case, I probably don't have to worry so much. The two of them are very smart, but they have never focused on studying. Some courses even surpass the level of seventh grade students, but in most courses, even the final exam It was all barely possible.”

Probably because these two students were really troublesome, Professor McGonagall took William and complained for a long time before ending the conversation.

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One night passed, and William, who had no course supervision, finally put down his burden and had a good sleep.

The first week of work in school has been completed. Although it is not the weekend yet and it is not easy to leave school and run around, there are no specific tasks.

The courses for the three grades he was responsible for were all completed very well, and the process went smoothly and even exceeded his expectations.

Although I had a slight conflict with my colleagues because of the last class of the week, overall, there is no problem in giving my work results an O (excellent).

‘You’ve only been a teacher for a few days, and you’ve already developed a habit of grading? ’

While complaining to himself, William got up and headed to the dining room - although the house elf was very willing to bring breakfast, he would never choose to stay in the room to eat alone unless he missed the time.

When he came to the staff table, he found that the atmosphere at the table was much more lively than before.

"Hey, Adams, what's going on? The principal is going to give us a raise?"

William quietly poked Adams - as for the alchemy professor, of course he did not appear at the dinner table.

"Salary increase?"

Adams glanced at William and showed an expression like "How could you have such a strange idea?"

"The salary at Hogwarts is already very high. How can you raise it arbitrarily? You are thinking too much. It's not because of anything else that you are so happy today. Did Professor Taylor over there see it?"

Professor Taylor, who usually has a very stern expression and looks about thirty or forty years old, does not hang out with young people like them and teaches magic spells.

"Professor Taylor? What kind of joke did he make so early in the morning?"

If it were the professor who was usually strict, it would be possible to make a joke and amuse the whole table, but obviously those old professors would not be as gaffey as they are now.

"What a joke, Professor Taylor is taking care of the children today - his six-year-old girl is in the staff lounge right now."

"child?"

William was a little shocked - there are creatures under the age of eleven in Hogwarts?

But he soon felt relieved. Children in the magical world are not carrots on the ground. They are eleven years old when they are pulled out. They have to grow slowly from an early age. A six-year-old girl is too normal.

Hogwarts is not a church school, so it can’t be that all the professors are not married, right?

"Just bring it here and the school won't care about it?"

"No matter, Professor McGonagall likes that little girl, who else cares?"

The vice president in charge of executive affairs has already spoken, who else has any objections?

"Besides, that kid only stays in the staff lounge and never runs around. He's very cute. Who would hate such a kid?"

William, who originally had no fondness for naughty children, suddenly became curious and dragged Adams to the staff lounge without even having a delicious breakfast.

"Hey! Why are you so anxious? That's someone else's daughter, not yours!"

Adams complained about William angrily, but his steps did not slow down at all - he had not seen that little girl for a long time.

"Aphra!"

The moment he opened the staff lounge, Adams shouted softly.

But no response came from his voice, which made Adams, who was ready to show off his expression, suddenly feel embarrassed.

"Aphra?"

There was still no response, but the sharp-eyed William suddenly saw a short little girl squatting down next to the fireplace.

"Is it her?"

"It's her, it's her."

Adams took a few steps forward, squatted down, and his expression softened.

"Why are you ignoring me, Aphra?"

"I'm a mushroom, so I can't speak loudly."

The little girl replied in a high-pitched voice.

This kid looks quite cute, but he's a bit clumsy...

"Then what are you doing?"

Adams spotted the small kettle on the ground at a glance and asked in a low voice.

"Peeves told me that mushrooms can grow quickly by squatting in the corner of the fireplace and pouring water on them."

"What else did Peeves say?"

The little girl showed a serious thinking expression for a long time, then frowned and stopped talking.

"Uncle Adams, get out of the way, I'm going to water it!"

The little girl raised a small spray bottle and poured water on her body. Half of her beautiful little wizard robe was soaked before William and the others could stop her.

"Okay, Uncle Adams, I'm going to grow, so stop teasing me!"

The little girl knelt down again, with a serious look on her face that made people unable to bear to reveal that this was a scam.

ps: I turned on the computer to prepare for typing and glanced at the comments, only to realize that I finished writing the last chapter at seven o'clock (I knew it wouldn't be daytime) and forgot to post it...