From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Professor William, Professor Adams, the patient needs to rest. She cannot accept too many messages from strangers at once-"

When William was talking in a lively manner, Madam Pomfrey knocked on the door and began to warn.

She was professional in this area, so William could only pull Adams to say goodbye together.

——

"William, are you interested in the parenting experience of a pure-blood family?"

Adams asked casually after leaving the hospital.

"Well, I'm still a little curious. After all, I didn't come from a wizarding family and I don't know anything about how students grow up before entering Hogwarts - I was almost an apprentice led by a teacher."

William responded casually, thinking about the conversation just now - Mrs. Weasley's character was much better than he thought. She had no intention of blaming the school for having a large section of her child's memory erased, and she was also very kind to others. .

'If I hadn't heard Mrs. Weasley's roaring letter, I really couldn't believe that this good-tempered lady would be so angry...'

"What are you curious about, William? Most half-bloods will study normally, and the same goes for Muggle-borns. Purebloods will hire tutors or simply do it themselves, until the Hogwarts admission notice arrives -" Adams paused Start, "It's that simple, of course there will be exceptions occasionally."

"exception?"

"Squibs, but no one wants to mention them. It's an unfortunate existence."

Adams shook his head, obviously unwilling to mention this word more.

William didn't ask further. This was the first time he heard this word. He would know it by looking it up in a book after he went back - but this matter would have to be postponed until a long time later. His current focus was to chew on the Slughorn. The thick records left by the professor cannot be distracted in other fields.

‘You have to write it down in a small book when you get back, don’t forget it. ’

‘The name Tom is too common. There are a lot of Toms in the Muggle world, and also in the wizarding world. Even old Tom is called Tom – this name really makes people don’t know what to complain about. ’

"William, what are you thinking about?"

Adams's shout woke William up from his distraction, and he had arrived at the door of Adams' office unknowingly.

"Sorry Adams, I think of something else. The crown puts a lot of pressure on me, and I turn my mind away from time to time -" William calmly fooled him with the lies he had made up long ago.

"Oh, oh, oh, stop making insinuations. I know I'm careless," Adams blushed and waved his hand in a bluffing manner. "I'll pay attention to it in the test tomorrow. How long have you been at Hogwarts~!"

William looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

"boom!"

Adams hid back in his office dejectedly, "See you tomorrow! I have important documents to deal with!!!"

The trip to the hospital was not in vain. The purpose of bringing Adams, an unrelated professor, was to show him how powerful the crown could be. There was no doubt that the secondary goal of visiting the injured students was accomplished as well.

‘It’s just weird—why was that crown deleted from the memory of the branch? There's no way Ginny Weasley is a destined child like Liu Xiu, and she found the Ravenclaw diadem on the first day of school, right? ’

‘But that’s not right. If she is such a destined child, why didn’t she go to Ravenclaw? ’

William shook his head, took out a notebook from his pocket, and wrote down this sudden inspiration and the squib in front of him - ever since he saw the old professor's fast-forward memory, he had been carrying this thing with him. .

'It's time to go back to work. I still have a thick stack of notes. I'm really causing trouble for myself...

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"William!"

A shout came from outside the door. William, who had woken up early in the morning and was looking through those damn records, was happily checking, but was suddenly interrupted - before going to bed last night, he finally found some interesting and useful information. See I didn’t fall asleep until I was extremely sleepy, and got up early in the morning to continue reading.

‘It’s only seven o’clock. Adams, that bastard, didn’t you think about it behind closed doors yesterday? What were you doing so early in the morning? ’

After marking the file and putting it back properly, William rubbed his hair twice, then winked and pretended to have just woken up, "It's so early in the morning, Adams, what are you doing if you're not sleeping?"

"Hurry up and wash up, something big is going on!"

Adams at the door sounded unusually excited.

'Eh? Why should I mess up my hair? As long as I don't open the door, that guy won't come in -' William, who was a little unresponsive due to lack of sleep, remembered the useless work he had done just now, and stuffed a mint candy in his hand as if he was angry. In the mouth.

Five minutes later, after roughly arranging his appearance, William opened the door of the office, "Why are you so anxious? This is the weekend, a day to sleep!"

"I got up at four o'clock in the morning to take care of the plants. How can I have a weekend?"

Before entering, Adams responded confidently.

…

you win.

Seeing that William was speechless, Adams slowly walked in and pulled a chair with his wand.

"People from the Ministry of Magic and the School Board are here, and the Daily Prophet is also here -"

"Coming? For the crown?"

William immediately thought of that trouble.

"Of course, why else - it is said that Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall almost had a quarrel."

"A fight?"

William was surprised - Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore had a quarrel, this was no small matter.

"Yes, when we started arguing, the news about the diadem had already spread. The Ministry of Magic and the School Board wanted to do a special report with the Daily Prophet. I don't quite understand the specific name. Anyway, Just to tie the crown to them.”

Adams said as he turned over William's snacks with skillful technique.

'It's almost equivalent to one of the Nine Cauldrons being dug out. It's normal for the Ministry of Magic to want to gain popularity. ’ After William digested it for a while, he roughly understood it - and then he panicked a little. It was quite scary to think about it. Why was this thing given to him?

Adams, who was eating preserves, didn't notice at all——

"The School Board and the Ministry of Magic said they would provide a total of 50,000 Galleons in funding, and then Dumbledore agreed that they would come with the Daily Prophet - Professor McGonagall blocked Dumbledore for a long time."

Adams said with a happy smile.

‘It seems that this crown cannot be destroyed, how can this posture be destroyed? But if it can’t be destroyed, it would be nice to be able to replace the funds for the school. ’

"An allocation of fifty thousand Galleons is already a lot, right? It's not a small amount even for a school - what does Professor McGonagall have to object to?"

"Professor McGonagall felt that the payment was too little, and she disliked the principal's promise of being too happy..."

Adams swallowed the candied fruit with difficulty, then gave the answer, and then laughed happily.

"Eh? I didn't hear about this last night—"

"The Ministry of Magic only heard the news last night. The owls have been waiting early in the morning. I can see the pile of owls in the greenhouse - God knows how many owls the Ministry of Magic and the school board have sent to urgently deliver letters."

"Oh..." William exclaimed, "No, they are so anxious? Send the letter in the morning and come in the morning?"

"Otherwise, once the students' parents spread the word and public opinion is formed, won't the money be wasted?"

Adams replied matter-of-factly.

"Then how does Professor McGonagall know?"

"Professor McGonagall was also awakened by the owl. I heard that Dumbledore had already agreed when she went to check."

Adams stuffed another mouthful of candied fruit, "Hurry up and write the report. If you want to add enough equipment, you must hurry up and report it. Once Professor McGonagall calms down, you can apply. That's it. I'll take the candied fruit away. I'll call Xinji. That’s good.”

ps: There will be more in the afternoon.