From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Until he reached Mr. Filch's door, William was still doubtful about Mr. Filch's claim that he had caught many troublemakers.

Student gatherings are not an excuse to punish students - even if these children see the administrator running very fast and have many misdeeds in the past.

Let alone arresting people for questioning. Although he never studied at Hogwarts, William, who was a student, knew very well that for children who often make mistakes, as long as you don't find conclusive evidence, then they It will never be explained.

It's like the director of the Political and Education Office caught a group of students in the men's bathroom that far exceeded the number of toilet pits. As long as you don't find cigarettes, sorry - we came to the bathroom to chat. What, you said the toilet smells bad? So what, some people like the smell of gasoline, but we are not allowed to like the smell of toilets?

It is impossible to smoke. Even if you called the head teacher over today, I am also an innocent person who came to pee and was caught by you.

The administrators are more familiar with this than the students - Mr. Filch has seen students make more excuses than these kids have ever made in their lives.

As for Professor McGonagall, she didn’t come here to take away all the people. She mainly wanted to see if too many students were caught, and she wanted to see if there were any unlucky children who accidentally got into the passenger car - Gryffindor was caught all at once. With so many students, there must be some unlucky ones involved, right?

But everything changed when the door was opened - Mr. Filch's office carefully protected with various props prevented those guys leaning against the wall from completing their mission, and also made Professor McGonagall try to help them. Completely forget about it.

There was no way, in the eyes of this group of children, even the Forbidden Forest, the school's secret passage, and the principal's office combined were not as destructive as Filch's office. When Mr. Filch caught too many prisoners, he When they contacted the professors to see if they needed to confine more students, these students could no longer resist the desire to search the office.

‘By the way, Mr. Filch didn’t leave fishing on purpose, did he? ’

Such thoughts came to William's mind, but they were quickly expelled by Professor McGonagall, whose face turned stern.

The professor's mouth tightened into a straight line, and his eyes became sharp. Under her gaze, those who were looking through the files stopped what they were doing, closed the drawer, and then used both hands to As if he didn't know where he should be, he drooped in front of him, as if he had been interrupted.

As the professor's eyes circled around Mr. Filch's office, the bustling office seemed to have become a field of eggplants beaten by frost, with every one of them wilting.

"very good."

Professor McGonagall was speaking with words of praise, but anyone with a bit of normality would be able to hear the coldness in her tone.

"Mr. Filch, these students are in your care. Madam Pomfrey should be very happy."

"Boom!"

The huge noise broke the tranquility of the room, and everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes over it - a student seemed to have climbed into Mr. Filch's hammock just now, and had been pretending to be dead, fearing that the professors would find him. Due to nervousness, I fell off the hammock.

"Lee Jordan!"

Professor McGonagall's voice was a little louder than usual. The child who had fallen down and remained motionless trying to pretend to be dead got up almost instantly, and then looked at Professor McGonagall like a quail caught in the rain.

William obviously saw Professor McGonagall swallowing a few times, as if he wanted to announce some targeted punishment, but in the end the professor held back.

"Then please, these students."

Professor McGonagall left in a hurry. Judging from her unprecedented speed of walking, William felt that she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would be unable to resist punishing the students herself.

As Professor McGonagall's footsteps disappeared into the corridor, William heard a distinct gasping sound in Mr. Filch's office.

'Look how scared these kids are. ’

William thought as he asked Mr. Filch, "How many Gryffindors are there in these people?"

"Three-fifths or more -" Mr. Filch responded happily, like an old farmer introducing his harvest.

While answering William's question, he took out a piece of parchment from his arms that recorded the professors' needs, and then crossed out a few names on the list with his fingernails.

"Lee Jordan, you go to the campus hospital to clean the chamber pot for one week."

William clearly saw that this name was originally written to arrange for Professor Lockhart to reply to fans.

'This kid is so unlucky. ’

William was thinking while listening to Mr. Filch read the names one by one - all the people who were originally scheduled to go to the hospital were replaced by Gryffindors, just like Professor McGonagall said.

However, this did not arrange a few students. Even after all the students required by each professor were arranged, William was left with just over twenty people - this was a timely help in sorting out the history of the school.

"The above students can leave. Remember to report to the professor on time."

Mr. Filch announced triumphantly.

"I'm just saying, if you arrest so many people this time, you can't punish them at all, right?"

"Shut up, it's not that you didn't guard the door. How could Professor McGonagall see us looking through the office?"

"If all the selections are completed, the others can wait a little longer, right?"

"Wait? Will Filch let us go? Just write it down and wait a few weeks."

"It's better to be a day later."

…

"No whispering!"

Filch and Wei had just finished asking questions about how many students could use it, when they discovered that many students were biting their ears.

"It doesn't matter, everyone will go to the wizard self-defense magic learning classroom tonight to start our first confinement - there are so many people, and we will definitely not be able to let them go if we don't find a classroom."

"Professor, can I ask, what is it for?"

A student below boldly asked a question.

"Copy some information, organize some information, you don't need to bring paper and pen, I will prepare it for you - OK, gentlemen and ladies, you can leave, but remember, come to the classroom at eight o'clock tonight, I don’t want to have to communicate with your dean.”

William was unusually kind and said to these strong leeks - ahem, the students who spontaneously came to help.

——

Coming out of the office, a group of students who had been caught without a good sleep began to communicate.

"Hiss~ Confined in the classroom, with so many people together, I dare say that Hogwarts has not seen such a spectacular scene in thirty years."

"I thought I would be let go, because no professor can fit so many people in his office and use the classroom?"

"Okay, think of the best in everything."

"Good things, where do they come from?"

"Didn't Brother Weasley say that we didn't have enough staff and needed exams? Now we at least have one less exam."