From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Depravity is depravity, but the elixir is still fragrant.

William is very sure that he can't conquer this thing at present, and Adams who gave him the potion is definitely not of this level - this thing is definitely the most precious thing in Adams' collection.

"I guess Adams is still in pain now," William stared at the bottle of potion, which shone like molten gold, and began to guess what kind of revelation Adams had received to make him so happy.

"Would you like to try it?"

William stared at the Felixir, struggling internally, and finally gave up on this tempting idea.

He is too busy now, and his mind is not on the potion at all. Even if he drinks the whole small bottle of the elixir, it will only have the effect that the potion should have - for a former potion master, this is the most shameful thing. of waste.

If he has enough time and energy, coupled with the feeling of recovery after refining the potion for a period of time, and the possible luck bonus from taking the potion, William feels that he is at least 70% sure of solving the problem of refining the elixir of blessing. This conundrum.

The premise is that he can endure this period of time without touching a drop - the first time he comes into contact with the potion has the greatest impact on a wizard and brings the most insights.

‘Put it away,’ William closed his eyes and forced himself not to look at the potion bottle. ‘Short-term luck will not help the current situation. What I lack now is not luck, but time. ’

'Why can't adult wizards use time-turners? ’

William sighed and stuffed the bottle into the deepest part of the drawer - he had known about the existence of the time turner since he became a professor, but that thing was severely limited by the level of magic power. Normal wizards were close to adulthood. If his magic level is high, he will be in danger of falling into the turbulence of time, let alone an existence like him that has not consumed magic power through the entrance ceremony.

'But also, if Dumbledore can use the time turner, then don't even think about the Dark Lord appearing - as long as the Dark Lord appears, Dumbledore can try various methods to keep him. ’

‘I don’t want to mess up anything. Let’s take a look at what the second letter says, and then go look up the information. ’

William opened the second letter and found that the sender was Hagrid.

“William;

Are you free tomorrow?

I'm going to have a grand celebration to celebrate Harry's victory in this Quidditch match.

I really hope you can come, trust me, you won't be disappointed.

——Hagrid. "

Such a simple letter is really Hagrid's style - but is it too much to celebrate a game?

William flipped through the schedule he had made for himself and looked at tomorrow's date.

‘Tomorrow is Halloween? ’

'No wonder they got together. Why did Hagrid suddenly want to celebrate? It turns out that the two of them celebrated together, which is understandable. ’

William sighed and picked up the quill.

Just now, I was saying that I didn't have enough time, and I wanted to wear a time turner to check the information. Now I have to make time for Hagrid's celebration.

‘I promised the ghosts to participate in their activities tomorrow night, and also promised to take Ginny with me. Why is Halloween on the 1st? Is the child recovered enough to see ghosts? ’

Because William, who is not familiar with Western festivals, has a new little trouble - he can't let the student pigeons go, can he?

"Ask Madam Pomfrey. You have to follow the doctor's orders and have a banquet." William sighed as he tied the note to the owl's leg. "There will be no papers this week. Fortunately, there are some papers saved. There will still be papers next week." It’s enough.”

William changed the schedule angrily, and then found something was wrong - why was the October one missing?

After a while, he remembered why it was missing - he was thinking about the National Day holiday, so he tore it off and thought about how to use the holiday for half a day. However, he remembered that the National Day was not in the UK, so he was disappointed and forgot to put it back.

"Go ahead and take the note to Hagrid."

William opened the window resentfully and let the owl fly out - he was angry with himself.

——

The sun was shining brightly on Sunday, and happily no asshole professor named Adams came around to wake us up before eight o'clock.

This incident made William, who checked the information faster last night, very happy, and even ignored the frustration caused by not finding anything useful when checking the information yesterday.

‘Balance work and rest, even if there are no statutory holidays, you still have to give yourself a good day off. ’

William hummed happily and stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Although Professor McGonagall would definitely not grant him a long leave, he still wanted to spend the day happily and didn't even plan to write the paper.

'This robe looks casual...'

It was rare to have a serious vacation. William chose a robe for himself that he would never wear on weekdays, and took care of his hair carefully. Then he happily opened the office door with his wand.

'I'm going to pay a formal visit to Hagrid. Although the invitation is not very formal, it still needs to be more formal. Let's go to Hogsmeade to buy some candies and take them there as gifts. Anyway, the celebration Hagrid said is at noon, so there is time. . ’

‘This is a rare opportunity. Don’t use the Floo Network when you go out. It’s not a good experience. Just walk. ’

The one-way floo network that Dumbledore opened last time is still there, but William has no intention of using it.

——

"Hello, Professor."

"Hello."

"Professor William, morning."

"Morning for you too."

Hogsmeade is extremely lively when there are students. The rule that only third-year students and above can visit has greatly increased the number of students who know William. He has greeted several students after barely walking a few steps.

‘It’s just weird, why aren’t there any fifth graders? ’

After finally reaching a remote place, William was thinking about the doubts that suddenly appeared, while rushing towards the target location from the path - although the road was far away, if he continued walking as before, he was afraid that he would smile on his face. Stiff.

"Good morning, professor!"

Almost the moment William realized something was wrong, the tranquility was broken by two flashes of red that appeared around the corner.

‘Why is there Weasley on such a good day! ’

"Morning, what are you two doing here?"

He stared at the brothers - they were still in confinement. Yesterday was a special situation and they had to be in confinement tonight...

Thinking of this, William felt even worse.

"Professor, George and I had a great idea yesterday, so we came out today and worked hard to make it happen."

William began to stare at the brothers with suspicion - ever since he got the twins' violation records from Mr. Filch, he had a good idea of ​​the brothers' ability to get into trouble.

A great discovery?

I'm afraid it's not a new prank.

But this kind of speculation is not suitable to say - anyway, the twins still have a sense of proportion in their pranks. If they are caught, they will be deducted points. He can't control them in advance. After all, they are not his students.

"Well, I wish you success. If there is any progress, let me see it. Maybe I can give you some advice."

"That's great, Professor, but this experiment will take a lot of time - don't you think?"

The twins beat snakes with sticks.

"Don't even think about it," William smiled extremely happily, "And I can tell you that if you make any serious mistakes again, I will personally bring you both here with Mr. Filch."

The two of them lost their vitality like frost hitting eggplants, which made William instantly happy.

"But what will be the great discovery?"

This matter troubled William for a long time.

——

After William bought gifts and ordered enough snacks for himself, it was already half past ten.

He hurried towards the school gate and walked directly towards the Forbidden Forest without even returning to the office.

However, before he could see Hagrid's house, Hagrid had already appeared in his sight.

"Hagrid, good morning, what are you doing?"

William said as he raised the gift to Hagrid. The half-blood giant took the gift with a grin and winked - to be honest, this action was a bit scary.

"Keep it a little mysterious, William. Many guests are invited today. You will like today's banquet..."

Hagrid was mysterious and didn't even mean to invite William to go towards his house.

"I have to stand here, William, although there is the Forbidden Forest over there, but you know, those students don't care about that," Hagrid smiled, "But today, I think I still keep an eye on the students from this position. It's good for them to be nice."

What do you mean this is good for them?

What are you doing mysteriously?

The same goes for the twins, and so do you. Can't you just let me take a day off in peace? Seven days have been reduced to one day, can't you let me save some time?

Oh, by the way, the day has to be excluded from the night - students have to be put into solitary confinement at night.

Just as William was complaining, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah, little William, you're here too!"

No need to ask, it’s the old professor—he’s the only one in the school who calls him that.

Looking back, it turned out to be the old professor. He greeted William from a long way away. William had no choice but to jog a few steps and follow quickly, preparing to protect him - support was not enough. The old professor didn't like others to support him.

"Hagrid, to be honest, you can actually come up with such a great idea," the old professor smiled happily, "I never thought that it could be like this even after wearing the crown!"

William looked at the old professor with a smile on his face and kept talking about his crown. The old professor was like this when people from the Ministry of Magic came to visit, which was very cute.

The first person to risk his life to test the crown cannot be exaggerated, not to mention that the old professor was just joking - besides, besides William himself, there are probably not many people in this castle who don't want to wear the crown.

"Actually, I want to wear it, but this looks like it's not a curse." William thought about the crown and immediately put his imagination behind him - what if he died after trying it?

Compared to the crown, he was more curious about what creative act Hagrid had done that would elicit praise from the old professor.

——

William soon found out.

When it was almost lunch time, Harry and his friends came over. After confirming that there were no students around, Hagrid happily led a group of them towards his house.

"My God, you invited a tribe?"

William saw countless fires from a distance, and groups of people were lying down beside the fires, which looked extremely lively.

"Of course, they are my good friends. Since we are going to hold a celebration, of course we have to make it lively."

Hagrid said matter-of-factly.

Of course the people in the Forbidden Forest, William, knew about it, but this was the first time he had seen so many - just like what he said, Hagrid probably invited a tribe.

‘But today is not Halloween! My guess yesterday was wrong. Why are so many people coming? ’

"Look who's here?"

Hagrid raised his hand and called to his friends.

"Jesus—that boy."

"Yes, it's him."

"Yes, it's him."

…

Although he knew what the name Harry Potter meant from the book, William really understood it now - the so-called savior is an existence that can gain crazy favor among aliens.

Although I don't know if it is because of the Ministry of Magic's propaganda or some other reason, there is no doubt that these centaurs respect Harry even more than the school professors.

Although both the old professor and Hagrid could get along with them, William could tell that they paid more attention to Harry.

"William, you're here!"

A familiar voice sounded among the centaurs—it was Adams.

"Adams, are you there?"

"Of course, don't underestimate Hufflepuff's communication skills!"

Adams responded with a smile while holding a branch in one hand and warming it over the fire.

‘Don’t push all the messy things on Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff is not born with a natural aura of friendship! ’

William complained while looking at the other fires - although the things roasted on the fires were messy, there were chickens without exception.

"Is this the rooster you guarded with magic earlier?"

"That's right, I killed them all in one go today," Adams replied while looking at the roasted chicken.

"Hagrid thought it through, I didn't expect this at all——"

"comprehensive?"

"Yes, do you remember what Miss Ginny came here to do in the first place?"

"Kill the chicken to get the blood, but the parchment has been destroyed - there are too many messy rituals in black magic. I can't guess what situation requires chicken blood."

"Yes, it's useless to take blood. No matter how much we look at it, it will be remembered as long as the blood is here. The most ridiculous thing is that we bought it again."

"So," Adams smiled happily, "we killed all the roosters. In this way, even if there is any flaw in the crown, there will be no chicken blood left for it in Hogwarts."

In Western fantasy stories, that's what you think about starving the dragon to death, right?

"What a good idea," William lowered his voice, "So the men and horses are here to help eat the chicken?"

"Shh," Adams also lowered his voice, "I just caught up. I originally planned to split it several times, but Hagrid felt that it was not easy for Harry to win, so he planned to celebrate it once - and make up for the kid's birthday by the way."

"By the way, there are still birthdays to make up," William suddenly remembered the incident when Hagrid felt uncomfortable when he came to school because Harry didn't reply to his letter.

"It's pretty good. I won't let it slip."

"That's good. By the way, I've collected all the chicken blood how to deal with it. You are a professional. I'm afraid of being taken advantage of, so I put it all in the bucket here." Adams pointed to the bucket next to him. bucket.

How to deal with it?

It stands to reason that it is safest to eat it.

But I haven’t learned it before - can chicken blood make blood prosperous?