From Azkaban To Hogwarts

In his third week at Hogwarts, William conducted an investigation. The cause of the investigation was the death of a rooster.

But this time, William, who had been going smoothly in all aspects after entering Hogwarts, felt the taste of failure for the first time - he finally understood why for a while there was a restriction on people not being Chinese in mystery novels.

Like martial arts, magic is a completely external force - although William has worked hard to study everything about magic since he opened his eyes and found himself in Azkaban, he still can't do it like other wizards. Treat magic into every aspect of your life as a daily routine.

This is like the Sky Eye system meeting superpowers, what else is there to do?

"William?"

Adams' face suddenly shook in front of William, and he waved his hand in confusion, "What are you thinking about?"

"Wondering if there's some resurrection magic, give that poor chicken a shot so we can find out who the bastard is that did this."

"Are you okay, William? Don't say that there is no resurrection magic like that. Even if there is, can you understand what the chicken is saying?"

Adams looked concerned - he suspected that William might have drank the wrong potion. This state was a bit like the aftereffects of mistakenly taking the joy potion after brewing it by mistake.

"No?"

In Adams' surprised eyes, William asked frantically.

"No, even the legendary magic stone can only make people immortal. As for bringing the dead back to life, that is something that can only appear in fairy tales -"

Adams responded carefully and secretly reached for the magic wand - as a professor of herbalism, he did not know that much about potions. If William really drank the wrong potion, he would have to dare to drink the potion indiscriminately. The new professor knocked him unconscious.

Drinking the wrong potion is not a trivial matter, especially emotional potions such as joy potions, which are more serious than drunkenness or excessive use of prohibited substances by Muggles. It is no joke for wizards to go berserk.

'Theoretically, it would be better for Professor Snape or another Potions professor to handle the problem, but I'm not sure if William, the bastard, will have to lie in the school hospital for a few weeks because of this, so that Professor Snape can take over the class. ’

Adams thought nervously, waiting for an opportunity to pull out his wand and cast a sleeping spell.

"fairy tale?"

Although William's reaction was a bit beyond Adams' expectations, this absent-minded state made Adams suddenly feel that he had a chance.

"Collapse!"

In order to increase the power of the spell, Adams did not even use a silent spell. He took out his wand and completed the spell almost as soon as William lost consciousness.

'I have to say, this guy's way of placing his wand is quite useful. ’

As such thoughts floated through his mind, a heavy collision of spells sounded.

Before Adams even figured it out, he found that he couldn't hold his eyelids any longer - with a "boom", in William's surprised eyes, his dear friend, Adams, fell to the ground.

"I didn't receive Adams' negative emotion card. Could it be that the system can only swipe one-way cards?"

While William put away the iron armor spell, he skillfully removed Adams' wand - 'How could this guy suddenly use sleeping magic on me? Even if you have special hobbies and consider professional issues, you should use black tea, right? ’

Having said this unintentionally in his mind, William suddenly stopped his hand that was about to help Adams up.

It's okay to be disgusted by yourself...but what does Adams want to do? What kind of spell can he cast?

"Professor! The professor attacked the professor!"

The oil painting that William originally asked about now realized what happened and shouted loudly.

"Okay, I know what happened. Madam, please be quiet, or I will have to ask the house elf to clean the painting with a rag."

William threatened angrily. He had just thought of something when he was talking to Adams, and now he was about to think about it carefully.

The oil painting suddenly became silent - although it is necessary to clean the oil painting, no one wants to be cleaned unless the frame is extremely dirty.

‘Resurrection from the dead, fairy tale. Is there truth hidden in fairy tales, or is Adams just too good at it, which is why he has never heard of resurrection magic? I clearly remember that the Dark Lord, or the mysterious man, was reborn from a cauldron. ’

After thinking for a long time, William came to the conclusion - such a high-end operation as resurrection should not be mastered by a novice like Adams. He could not win even a sneak attack. As expected, he could only barely get a certificate after taking the course back then.

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"Hey Adams, you awake?"

When Adams regained consciousness, he found that his wand had fallen into William's hand opposite.

"Asshole William, you are so harsh!"

He decided that the bad guys would file the complaint first - do they have to admit that there was no sneak attack? How could you admit such a thing!

"Please, you were the one who struck first - by the way, why on earth did you strike at me?"

"You bastard, I think you took the wrong medicine!"

William, who had prepared a lot of words, was immediately stunned.

You just took the wrong medicine!

"You just took the wrong medicine. I even suspected that you killed the rooster that made you change the report, and then deliberately misled my investigation!"

William stated his statement straightforwardly and threw Adams' wand back to him.

"You want me to change the report?"

Adams was stunned for a moment, and then patted his head as if he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, it's the rooster. Ginny is still in confinement. I only asked about the rooster and completely forgot about it!"

He patted his robe, and then asked William seriously, "William, what happened to the killed rooster."

"It was already too late when I got there."

"So fast? Did Hagrid eat it early in the morning?"

"Eat it, that's not true. It had been processed when I passed by and was simmering in the pot."

"It's stewing. That's good. I'll go over first. Do you want to go?"

"Going to what?"

Adams spoke in a confused manner, which made William confused.

"Go to Hagrid's place, I want to eat chicken."

You are such an adult and yet so petty...

William waved his hand helplessly, "No, I'm going to eat in the restaurant. Remember to say hello to Hagrid for me."

"Okay, then I'll go there first."

Adams was in high spirits, and after walking out for a long time, he turned back and waved to William.

"William!"

"Ah? Did you forget something?"

"No, are you really sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?"

After asking this question, Adams slipped away without looking back.

'This guy--'

William shook his head. Although it was a brief interlude, he had already discovered the truth - it was the Ginny mentioned by Adams who reminded him.

"Sure enough, the murderer is you - Brother Weasley!"

ps: It’s ridiculously late, but there are still two more updates or a big chapter.