From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 Harry's confinement was obtained with Ron lying on the bed-it doesn't matter to the world where he drove the school tree against him.

　　 Seeing that the topic couldn't continue, and Harry couldn't tell any novel things over there, William said goodbye to Hagrid neatly and prepared to go to the Broken Cauldron Bar alone.

　　 Considering safety and cost-effectiveness, he finally chose to give in to the ashes and chose Floo powder.

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 When William got out of the one-way fireplace, old Tom’s surprise sound came from his ears.

　　 "Look quietly, who is this?"

　　 "No one, a passing traveler, please give me a glass of water. It would be even better if I could get a few more drops of lemon juice."

　　 William slapped the ashes on his body, and replied in a voice holding his mouth.

　　 "Clean water? One gallon, no bargaining."

　　 "Your heart is darker than that of the tax officer of the Ministry of Magic, so let's have a beer."

　　Old Tom happily introduced the beer, and made a booing motion; "Be quiet, the tax officer is really coming over these two days."

　　 "So early? School just started."

　　 "Otherwise, they can't wait to collect taxes once a week. How was your time at school, William?"

　　 William thought about it carefully, and finally came to a rather pleasant conclusion: "I don't know what the students think, anyway, I am very happy."

　　——

　　While giving a speech on William’s side that would make fifth-graders tearful of men and women, in the school cafeteria, Ron and Harry, who had finally come out of a coma, suffered an extremely heavy blow.

　　Professor McGonagall finally took the time to deal with these two little **** who destroyed the public property of the school.

　　 "Why is the professor's magic not heavier? If I stay in a coma in Hagrid's house for a day, will I be able to escape this punishment?"

　　 After Professor McGonagall announced the confinement content and turned and left, the unlucky Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and sighed.

　　 "A little bit heavier? Ron, you are all in a coma!"

　　 "Yeah, I passed out in a coma, but I don't vomit now, right?" Ron spread his hands and laughed, and then began to think about why he passed out.

　　 The huge copper basin... the stomach churning... the dense vomit, it seems that something strange is squirming.

　　What is it?

　　 Ron became curious. Although his instinct told him that he shouldn't think about it, his curiosity could not be suppressed.

　　 Creeping? Squirming...

　　 is a spider.

　　 Spider?

　　 Spider... Ron suddenly felt a strong nausea, something began to surge up from his throat frantically, and the terrifying picture in his memory resurfaced.

　　 Then...

　　 "Ah! Ron!"

　　 "Ron!"

　　 The two screams almost overlapped, and then Professor McGonagall, who had not been far away, immediately turned his head and saw with his own eyes the picture of his student lying on the ground.

　　——

　　 "A magical creature recognized you more deeply (in awe), and you got a treasure chest."

　　 William, who described anecdotes in the school with old Tom, was interrupted by the sudden sound of the prompt. After ignoring the prompt, William continued on the previous topic.

　　 "It's probably like this. The stairs at Hogwarts are never obedient. I think second-year students know the way better than me. Fortunately, the portraits are very friendly to the professor. They are very helpful when I get lost."

　　 "You are just like a freshman, William Jr."

　　 "I don't know if it looks like a new life, but I do feel a new life-really, if I continue to stay in that ghost place, maybe I will kill myself."

　　 William happily drank a swig of beer, and then came to this conclusion.

　　 "Okay, I know that you are a good messer, recognized by the teachers and students of the school, after drinking this cup, get out, how can the professor get drunk on the weekend?"

　　 Old Tom smiled and cursed, and collected all the wine that William could reach on the bar.

　　 "Is this a blast?"

　　 William smiled and drank his last sip, "Okay, it's really unreasonable to go back to school drunk in the first week of taking office. Then I will see you next week and leave."

　　 walked quickly towards the fire, William sprinkled the Floo powder, waved goodbye to old Tom, and swiftly got into the fire.

　　——

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 drilled out of the fireplace again, and William began to review—for example, cover your nose and mouth before drilling the fireplace, and don’t be handsome.

　　 The fireplace in Hogsmeade Village has been used for a long time, and the ashes are more excessive than the broken cauldron bar.

　　 Most of the fireplaces at Hogwarts are not connected to the Floo network. The fires in the professors’ rooms are also one-way fires. They can go out and not in. Unless the principal allows them, no one can escape control.

　　 Unless William applies for a temporary route alone, he can only transfer to Hogsmeade to return—but the application form requires Professor McGonagall’s approval, so it’s not too much trouble.

　　‘Yesterday, I was still entangled in ordering a batch of snacks, but I also dropped in today. Why don’t you go to the Duke of Honey? ’

　　On the way back to Hogwarts, William thought of this question when he put a mint into his mouth.

　　 So, he acted immediately.

　　 Before William arrived at his destination, he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the road—Adams and a group of students were discussing over there, and the smile on his face could feel the happiness far away.

　　 "Adams, what are you doing? Do you have to make up classes on weekends?"

　　 William greeted him from afar.

　　 "William! Come here!"

　　 Adams's voice was uncompromising, and the students around him were chattering and noisy, completely free from the restraints of being at school.

　　 "What's the matter, take students to make up lessons on weekends?"

　　 "It's not a make-up lesson, a club activity. (Note

　　 Adams's face was taken for granted.

social activity? This is Hogwarts~www.wuxiahere.com~, not a university, let alone a high school on the neon side. Where does the club activities come from, do you want the entire light tone department and ministry department to expand? The style of painting is totally unsuitable!

　　 "Societies, it's normal-there are Gobstone Club, Wizard Chess Club, Quidditch..."

　　 "Wait, Quidditch Club? Isn't that the courtyard team?"

　　 "It's not-an academy only accepts seven people. There are so many wizards who like Quidditch. How could there be only the academy. The club is a small group of spontaneous organization."

　　 "Probably understand."

　　 Although I don't understand why there is such a light novel development, William still nodded.

　　 "Just understand, I am the instructor of this club, William, are you interested in joining? It just so happens that I sometimes need to take care of the greenhouse on weekends, and I don't have time to come over and instruct the students."

　　 "Forget the guidance. I don't know much about herbal medicine. Being an instructor misleads my children."

　　 William quite knowingly refused.

"It's okay. Our club is the Sweet Herbal Association. It mainly studies the use of herbs in candies to obtain a different kind of sweetness. There will be no accidents. The main responsibility of the instructor is to score the students' disputes, or else They will fight."

　　 What kind of fairy society is this?

　　 William, who has been inseparable from sugar since Azkaban came out, surrendered without any hesitation.

　　Note: In the fifth volume, Umbridge issued Education Order No. 24-the main meaning is that no student organizations, associations, teams, and clubs can exist without the approval of the senior investigator.

　　 from the same source, confirmed the existence of the Gobish Club.

　　Ps: It seems that if you want to add more changes, you have to write it in the morning...tonight it’s fine, and start at the beginning tomorrow