From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"To be honest, what happened today is really magical - I thought George and the others were going to be called over by the professor, but they didn't." Ron looked puzzled and squeezed out of the crowd with his two friends.

He struggled to drag out a chair from the corner, and then added the second half of the sentence to Hermione in confusion, "And you, the professor called you over."

"What on earth happened to make the professor so angry?"

Ron looked confused - based on what he had inquired about, the school only had two dead chickens.

"Perhaps someone broke into Professor McGonagall's office?"

Hiss~

Harry's inadvertent guess triggered a burst of gasps - several people stretched their necks curiously when they heard them talking about today's events, but at this moment they were completely frightened by Harry's bold guess.

Even Hermione, who was still angry at being called away by the professor, was frightened by this bold guess and retorted.

"How is it possible, which Gryffindor would break into Professor McGonagall's office?"

Even the most naughty Weasley brothers would not do the job of hanging a bell around a cat's neck - who is the mouse looking for a cat when it has nothing to do?

Hermione's rebuttal was approved by most people, and everyone laughed for a while. But after the laughter, for some reason, the cheerful atmosphere in the lounge suddenly disappeared. The students who originally wanted to have a good time were laughing. After the sound, he silently returned to his dormitory.

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"Why did everyone go back so quickly?"

Lee Jordan emerged from the corner of the lounge and greeted the others.

They had made an agreement when many Gryffindors were preparing to hold a banquet, and they would keep an eye on the performances in the lounge, and wait until the real murderer showed his flaws before handing them over in exchange for a holiday.

"How many people did you record?"

"Four—excluding two."

"Five, not ruled out."

…

Lin Lin made some general calculations, and after integrating the statistics of the everyone's list and excluding most of the people who were not considered suspects, there were still eleven people on the suspect list.

"Why are there so many? It shouldn't be—no one is more familiar with the reaction after being caught than us. How come there are so many left?"

A group of teenagers who thought they had a plan were dumbfounded after checking the total list - was their method wrong?

"No, the method is correct - these people should all have evil intentions, but it's not all about the rooster."

Fred suddenly figured it out, and he drew on the final list with his finger, "Look, these people may have made mistakes - such as staying out at night, secretly keeping illegal pets in the dormitory, secretly keeping secrets under the bed, etc." Hiding prohibited toys and books, it's possible."

He rubbed his hands excitedly, "Our inference is absolutely correct. Those guys had abnormal expressions when they came back after being called over by the professor. They must have done something against the school rules, so the murderer must be among them!"

"But Fred, aren't you talking about what we did - should we check ourselves first?"

The person who asked the question received a lot of blank looks from his friends and then stopped.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

George showed the list to everyone, "Everyone can see it clearly. These are the final lists we have compiled. If we follow the list of people, we will soon be able to eliminate the redundant candidates on the list and put the real ones into the list." Hand over the chicken killer in exchange for our vacation.”

"It seems a bit like betraying Gryffindor, but it's not. We started investigating after the first chicken killing. How come the other party should have known that someone was trying to investigate him for such a long time, but the other party still seemed provocative. He killed another rooster, which was a provocation to us, and our investigation was just a response to him."

A dozen lists were written and distributed to everyone, and they decided to keep one on one.

"Everyone, hurry up. If possible, I hope we can hand over the final list as an invitation to the banquet tomorrow - I dare say, it will be great."

The lounge became lively again - this made many students couldn't help but poke their heads out to see who was so bold to gather again despite the angry Professor McGonagall today, especially since everyone had just collectively realized that the professor was very angry today. Down.

'Oh, the Weasley brothers and the others. ’

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"Adams, Adams?"

William knocked on the door of Adams' office, and there was a muttered response from inside the door. Then, Adams in pajamas appeared from behind the opened door in a daze.

"It's nine o'clock, William!"

Adams had a look of resentment on his face - this look made William almost think he was calling someone at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Adams probably also noticed something was wrong. He muttered and added: "I have to take care of the plants tomorrow morning, so I went to bed a little early. What's your emergency?"

It's too early for you.

However, it is obviously not appropriate to complain when asking for help. William resisted his desire and said, "I plan to hold a banquet. The drinks and food are all arranged, but I heard Professor Lockhart say that I need to prepare some programs in the afternoon. I plan to have a little banquet." To be more formal, when we were preparing to invite the band, Professor Singed said that you have a solution - "

"Inviting a band? It's quite difficult to get approval for bands to come to Hogwarts. Have you got it done with Professor McGonagall?"

Done? When the professor heard that I was going to hold a banquet, he was very enthusiastic about introducing me and giving me ideas - he even asked Professor Lockhart to take me through the specific process. This should be considered done, right?

William said his guess uncertainly, which made Adams laugh.

"Haha - Professor McGonagall wants you to have more banquets!"

"Eh? What's so funny about this?"

William was stunned by Adams' laughter - when he listened to Professor Lockhart's introduction, he realized that he seemed to be a little too hasty. The preparation time for the banquet was too short, but obviously he could not be casual about what he promised to the students, otherwise it would affect the professor's prestige. .

So he prepared everything very carefully, and was prepared for mistakes to happen - if the banquet was held smoothly, it would be considered a victory, and it would not be a problem to lose face during the preparations.

"No, no, I have the contact information of several performance groups. Just send an email using Owl, and I will give you the results tomorrow morning."

Adams replied seriously.

"By the way, I'm not very proficient in the traceless expansion spell. Can you help me tomorrow?"

"No problem - see you tomorrow morning."

Adams pretended to be dozing off as he drove away the guests, which made William feel that something was wrong there.

But Adams was trustworthy, and William had no choice but to say goodbye.

After he rounded the corner in confusion, Adams finally couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! Let him prepare more banquets - William is so strict that even Professor McGonagall thinks he needs a banquet to relax, hahaha."

Adams finally stopped laughing, and then began to curse himself - he was completely sleepless.

ps: The second update is being reviewed and will be uploaded in about ten minutes. The third chapter is half written... I feel suspense...