From Azkaban To Hogwarts

,"good morning students…"

　　 "Hello classmates, I am your new classmate..."

　　 "Comrades, hello..."

　　 "Ahem, classmates, start class now!"

　　……

　　 William, who woke up early, looked into the mirror and began to study how to introduce himself to the students and the opening remarks before class.

　　 But what he didn't expect was that he had already prepared everything he was going to talk about, but the opening remarks abruptly stuck him for more than an hour.

　　 Fortunately, in the end, he finally came up with a set of introduction words that should not go wrong, and then he left the room contentedly and went to the restaurant for dinner.

　　 Today’s weather is not very good, with dark clouds, but William didn’t care much.

　　 He has prepared two or three teaching methods for the sixth grade classmates, but he still hasn’t decided which one to use.

　　 Probably because of the gloomy weather, the professors didn't get up early, or they simply gave up breakfast. The staff on the faculty table were scattered, and William couldn't even see the professors who came to talk last night.

　　‘But that’s not bad, at least I can eat quietly. ’

　　William added a piece of bacon to the slice of bread while thinking, and then he picked the dishes on the table and made himself a sandwich.

　　 is worse than the bar, but not better than Azkaban.

　　 If you didn't agree to come to Hogwarts, maybe you were still in Azkaban?

　　William brought a bowl of porridge from the table while thinking, and then he heard the sound of owl flapping its wings.

　　‘I’m still having breakfast, right? ’

The thought of 　　 hasn't turned halfway, hundreds of owls have already rushed into the restaurant.

　　 What's the matter with this school, so that people don’t have a good breakfast?

William pulled out his wand very quickly to cast a spell to protect the surrounding food, while observing the other professors on the table-compared to William, these professors were much calmer, and easily blocked the scattered dust and owl feathers. In terms of proficiency, such a large number of owl visits are definitely not sudden.

　　 After confirming the food, he began to look around. In Azkaban, people who didn't pay attention to the surroundings would suffer a lot, although William used to like to watch the excitement after emergencies.

　　The owls circled the entire restaurant, found their owner or target, and then landed on the other side's table, bringing letters or packages to each other.

　　 Although it is more convenient than not having a phone call, it feels that it is much faster than express delivery in terms of the speed of goods transportation. Owl transportation will never cause express fires?

　　 I just don’t know if there will be accidents on the way with owls for owl food.

　　 William, who has rented the owl mail delivery service several times, had such a reverie for the first time, and he couldn't help but cheat.

　　 But soon, the temporary peace was destroyed by a huge female voice.

　　 "... if they stole the car, if they fire you, I won't be surprised at all. It depends on how I will take care of you!"

　　 Voices a hundred times higher than normal people's throats filled the entire auditorium, and William watched a soup slowly slip into the soup amidst the tremors caused by the loud noise.

　　The sound hit the stone wall, and the unexpected construction quality of Hogwarts made the echoes not diminished much, and it shook the entire auditorium.

　　 William hesitated for a moment, and then remembered what a terrifying existence this was-yelling letter.

As its name suggests, from the moment it was sent, it was filled with endless malice. The person who received the letter had to die or wait for the explosion. Ordinary wizards only have the fate of making choices honestly. Only those who often do things that are not recognized by the Ministry of Magic have some small ways to deal with this stuff.

　　 As a former prisoner who has been to Azkaban, the ultimate dark wizard training class, William naturally heard these topics there.

In the ghost place of Azkaban, there is no news coming in every day. Even the most dumb people have the habit of talking. If you don’t share something with others, there are hidden secrets in your heart, or your mind. The scary guy who was determined, apart from these two, was the only one who was driven mad by the dementors all day long.

　　 But William didn't intend to help the student solve this problem—just looking at the method that hadn't been spread among wizards for so many years, I knew that it was not an easy method to be accepted by the public.

　　 took out his magic wand and sealed his ears, so that the sound would no longer torture his eardrums, and William began to deal with his porridge.

　　——

　　 "Look, new professor."

　　 On Hufflepuff’s dining table, a group of witches gathered together looked around the auditorium with a lively look, and under the cover of a roaring letter, they exchanged fun things about the summer vacation that they hadn’t finished talking about yesterday.

　　 Just taking advantage of the chaos, more than a dozen people at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw table sneaked over to chat. The prefect who was supposed to manage discipline was completely suppressed by the yelling letter at this moment, and it didn't work at all.

　　 "What's so good about the professor? It's not well-known, so he looks good. With an embroidered pillow, Professor Lockhart is the first-class existence in both strength and appearance."

　　 "Yes, yeah~www.wuxiahere.com~Why do you want him to substitute in the sixth grade? I thought it was Professor Lockhart!"

　　 "That's you! Superficial! There must be a reason why Dumbledore chose him as a professor. Anyway, I was in the Defence Against the Dark Arts improvement class."

　　 "I also said that others are superficial, and I don't know if the course is renamed!"

　　 The female voice who had been attacked found strong evidence and started to make fun of the other party against the yelling letter.

　　 But the yelling letter suddenly stopped at this moment, and the laughter suddenly appeared abrupt in the auditorium. As the prefects resumed their management duties, the people who had gathered to chat immediately dispersed.

　　 The discussion in the auditorium began to lean towards the previous yelling letter. The person involved hardly made any stops, and almost left the restaurant door like an escape.

　　 At this time, William noticed that it happened to an acquaintance-if you stop and ask, maybe it is three treasure chests?

　　 After thinking for a while, William, who was finally determined to give up the evil taste that Azkaban cultivated, and behave well, waved his hands off the three parties.

　　 At this moment, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up from the table.

　　 "Everyone, keep quiet, the sixth grade Gryffindor students come to my side after they have eaten, check and receive your new class schedule."

　　 After this, the other three deans also stood up separately and asked the students from their own college to come and collect the class schedule.

　　 In this way, the style of painting in the entire auditorium suddenly changed, and the roaring letter that had just been sent disappeared.

　　‘Is this the strength of an experienced old professor? ’

　　 William sat at the dining table, watching the long line, and couldn't help putting down the fresh cucumber in his hand.

　　Ps: Please forgive me, I'm really going to be a dog... I will write more on weekends to see how much I can make up