From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Sorry, William, it's getting late, I have to take care of the plants."

After William and Adams chatted for a while in the corridor, Adams left in a hurry - "There is a batch of biting cabbage from the east being packed, and it is time for lack of water." ’

Adams said this. He was in such a hurry that he left quickly without waiting for William to respond.

‘Biting kale? ’

William scratched his head and remembered that this was one of the raw materials for preparing the magic potion Bone Spirit.

‘Why do I inexplicably think of hand-shredded cabbage? ’

Thinking of this, he burst out laughing, and then began to think about this batch of biting cabbage - the herbs grown within the school, except for the particularly precious ones, the rest can be used by the professors in a report. .

'As long as the potion does not expire, it is more reliable than magic. Although theoretically there should not be such serious injuries, I think I still need to configure some. ’

Although the application for Shengguling is likely to be approved, people who are capable of refining potions like to make more complicated potions by themselves, which will make them more assured in terms of shelf life and efficacy.

After thinking about this, William began to think about the wonderful ideas that had just passed through his mind.

Find ghosts.

It's not an elf like Peeves who refuses to leave, but a wizard-turned-ghost left over from the nearly thousand-year history of Hogwarts.

Compared with oil paintings, these ghosts can explore more places. Even the places where the twins visit may not be visited by ghosts - ghosts can walk through walls, and most of the ghosts in this castle have been in school longer than Deng. Bullido is long!

‘I should have thought of it earlier - Professor Binns’ restrictions on my thinking are too severe. Not every ghost will be like Professor Binns who only works between the classroom and the office every day. ’

‘Go to Professor Binns to discuss a letter of recommendation or something like that. Those ghosts are all experienced. I’m still a foreigner, so I probably won’t cooperate if asked. ’

Ghosts are different from oil paintings. Most oil paintings will give professors face, but those ghosts belong to different schools. For an unborn wizard like William, those ghosts can be ignored if they want to - William learned this lesson the night the school started.

‘Other people are looking for ghosts at night to practice courage, but am I looking for ghosts at dawn? ’

'Wait a minute,' William suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at the completely dark window and thought of Adams who had just run away not long ago - 'I really want to curse! ’

——

In the brightly lit office, William knocked on the door according to the candlelight leaking from the crack of the door.

"Please come in."

Professor Binns' voice came from inside, and William pushed open the office door.

'So many books——'

Although he had come several times, William still made the same sigh as before - in fact, there are still a few outside, and the room at the back used as a lounge by other professors is the big one, probably because the ghost doesn't use it. Because of his break, Professor Binns used the whole back room to pile up books.

"Ah, Professor William - has a new file been completed?"

Professor Binns' unique voice sounded, and he floated up from his position, and then asked with a smile that could shatter the minds of a bunch of students.

This smile did not surprise William, but Professor Binns' speed really shocked William.

It's only Saturday morning, and the extra-large version files that so many people prepared last week are all used up?

"Oh, sorry, Professor, today is Saturday, and the written content will not be delivered until Monday."

Although students are exempted from confinement on Saturday, it shouldn't be much of a problem to let them write more on Sunday - could those kids still solve the case on the weekend?

"Monday? Well, I have just these two days to sort out the information on the previous principals. I can't compile Albus's information yet, so let's start with Armando Dippet."

Professor Binns scratched his hair, but nothing came out.

"Armando Dippet?"

William asked curiously. Professor Binns glanced at William with confusion, then turned to puzzlement, and finally made a reluctant sound.

"Armando Dippet, the previous headmaster, was Albus's predecessor. After he retired for some reason in 1956, Albus Dumbledore became the headmaster."

"For some reason?"

"We can't talk about this, it involves Albus."

William, whose curiosity had just been aroused, felt that he was feeling sorry for himself so early in the morning - Professor Binns had already told William the rules for writing school history when he and Professor Binns were discussing the compilation of school history.

The first and most important one.

‘When studying school history, do not interfere with matters related to the current principal, and when studying magic history, do not interfere with matters related to the current government. ’

William's remark that he didn't study contemporary history was understandable, but he desperately wanted to take advantage of Armando Dippet, the incoming principal - he felt a stomachache when he said it, didn't you know, Professor?

"Do you intend to conceal anything about Principal Armando Dippet's history?"

"Of course not. After Professor McGonagall takes over as principal, all the affairs of Principal Armando Dippet can be recorded. You have to be patient when compiling history books, Professor William."

…

There is no doubt that Professor McGonagall will be the principal, but William still feels that Professor Binns' patience does not mean waiting for approval, but that he simply intends to wait until the principal is killed before recording.

Anyway, the ghost will not die. There is no doubt that Professor Binns will win in the end.

"Then do you need any help, Professor William?"

"I want to ask some questions from other ghosts, but I'm not familiar with the ghosts in each college. Professor Binns, can you introduce them to me?"

William saw a less obvious hesitation on Professor Binns' translucent face - it seemed that the professor was wavering between writing a history book and wasting time with William, a layman.

Eventually he got a note from the professor sketching.

——

As the only professor ghost among a bunch of unemployed ghosts who has made it into the establishment, Professor Binns has considerable authority.

Although according to William's perception after coming to school, Professor Binns's class is considered the least popular, but this does not affect his prestige among the many ghosts.

William began to feel that Professor Binns was fooling him, but almost all the uncooperative ghosts would more or less give face to talk to William after seeing the note.

'yawn--'

After another conversation, William discovered that the aftereffects of getting up early were coming.

He simply found an empty classroom and lay down on the table.

'It turns out that the most troublesome thing is not asking about ghosts but looking for them - where are the ghosts so early in the morning? ’

‘Lie down for a while and then go find it again. We still have to prepare a dinner party today... Phew...'

ps; I write so slowly, so slowly, so slowly... I went to bed first... I feel so uncomfortable with a cold, that's it for this chapter