From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 Although Hermione next to him seemed to shiver under the suppression of Professor McGonagall, William had to regret to say other things.

　　 It sounds good to keep things secret, but the actual operation will cause more trouble.

　　 Minor out-of-school spells are closely monitored. If William does not tell the matter and characterizes him as temporarily allowing students to cast spells outside of school, subsequent troubles will follow.

　　Especially the attack on Ministry of Magic staff. Without William as the professor’s endorsement, it would be enough for Azkaban to squat in the first half of the year—Is it all right if the Ministry staff hit?

That spellcasting record needs to be reported by William to the school, and then the school communicates with the Ministry of Magic to prove that it is an off-campus spell cast with the permission of the professor. Otherwise, the off-campus spellcasting alone is enough to remember a big mistake, plus attacking Ministry personnel. The expulsions are the lightest.

　　 "That's the way it is. Miss Granger mistakenly regarded the Ministry of Magic as a suspect and attacked him when I agreed with her to cast the spell."

　　 "Okay, I see, Professor William."

　　Professor McGonagall's expression became calm, but William felt as if some storm was about to come—Warning: LightningStormCreated.

　　 "Then, should I go to the owl shed to deliver the letter?"

　　 "Thanks, Professor William."

　　 When William stepped out of the castle, he couldn't help but glanced back. The ghosts who had originally floated in the auditorium and made various suggestions all hid quietly in the corner at this moment, and the entire auditorium was extremely empty.

　　——

　　 "Flying car?"

The scorching flame greedily swallows the dripping grease on the skewers of meat, and the occasional oil fume is quickly discharged in the magically transformed room. Although it is late summer, there is no feeling of overheating in the room. Waiting for the meat to be cooked, William couldn't help but sigh that the magic is so good.

　　 The barbecue that was waiting to welcome William's inauguration was put on the fire in advance, and Hagrid was also holding a wine glass and talking to William about what happened on the train.

　　 "Speaking of the take-off car, I also have one. Harry must have never imagined it. In fact, he had taken something similar before."

　　 Hagrid talked and laughed, and took a gulp from his glass.

　　 This is a violation of school rules, please be more serious, okay?

　　 The giant obviously didn't take Harry's ride to school on the speed car instead of the train to his heart, and even took it as an interesting story.

　　 But William himself doesn't really care much about it.

Although he doesn't understand the plot very much, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand Harry Potter. During the period before arriving at school, he collected a lot of information about this young man, hoping to find it from inside. Useful stuff.

　　 Although it turned out that the information was useless, he did learn a lot about Harry Potter. .

　　 The flying car incident may not be fixed on the rest of the students, but it is probably not a big problem if it is placed on Harry.

　　 Because this one really saved the world...

Although all the information about him is speculating about what happened at the time, no matter which one of the information, they are very sure to admit the fact that Harry Potter defeated the mysterious man who could not be mentioned by name, and brought the entire United Kingdom The magic world was rescued.

　　 So, regardless of the emotions of the students at school, in the eyes of the outside world of magic, as long as the boy named Harry Potter does not blow up Hogwarts, then the mistakes made are not a big problem.

　　 Then consider the few impressions of William and the impression of Hagrid, the **** Principal Dumbledore, of Harry-Harry Potter himself has a good temper and is very popular with professors and classmates.

　　 It means that ordinary people who have such a reputation can be saved from this incident, because the current principal Dumbledore is almost the most knowledgeable principal in history-this is also the information William collected.

　　 If you don’t have a prophet, you can guess by gathering intelligence. If you don’t have Zhang butcher, you can’t just eat a pig?

　　 After all, the foresight is limited. It is good to have it, but you have to work hard to face these annoying things if you don't.

　　 "Eh, right, where's Hermione?"

　　 Hagrid patted his head and asked in a loud noise.

　　 "She? It is estimated that she wrote the review on Professor McGonagall's side-maybe we can wait until Harry and the others arrive at school to complete it together."

　　 "Hahaha," Hagrid uttered the gloating voice that is unique among friends, "Yes, that's it, James and Black back then—"

　　 Hagrid suddenly stopped laughing, as if saying something forbidden.

　　 "Black?"

　　 "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 to give up the questioning.

After 　　, Hagrid's emotions remained unreliable. By the end of the night, the two separated and each prepared for the opening ceremony of 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, it may be difficult for us to find where your boxes are placed, and who is responsible for them."

　　 The house elf that William stopped by said so ~www.wuxiahere.com~ so William couldn't bear to force them to find their boxes immediately.

　　 Fortunately, William wore a long gown. Although it was a little wrinkled due to small accidents in the middle, it barely met the clothing requirements.

　　 treated the robe with magic, confirmed that there were no stains, and William walked out of his empty office.

　　 "Ah, Professor William!"

　　 An eager shout sounded behind William, a tooth in a water-green robe, uh, Professor Lockhart.

　　 "It's been a long time, Professor William."

　　 Lockhart came in familiar with each other, his tone seemed to be talking to an old friend for many years.

　　 "Hello, Professor Lockhart."

　　 "Speaking of the opening ceremony will be held immediately, I am really a little nervous, I think you are too-right?"

　　 I am not nervous, but I am nervous about you.

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

　　 The shared curse can’t get the professor out of the school at the opening ceremony, so there’s nothing to be nervous at all.

　　 "I think there are probably a bunch of students who will be surprised that their jaws have dropped. They certainly didn't expect that I would come to Hogwarts and become black—"

　　 "Ahem!"

　　 William made a clear cough.

　　 "Sorry, wizard self-defense magic learning professor."

　　 Lockhart made a pretended apology on his face.

　　 "Okay, sorry, Professor William, it's getting late, I think we should play."

　　William's complaints didn't have time to float in his mind, and he was taken out by Lohatra.