From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Infiltration is a great science, and William will never despise this knowledge.

Wearing a dark night jacket will most likely be spotted, wearing a leather jacket will definitely get you caught... There's nothing you can do, that's too unprofessional.

As a prisoner who had been in Azkaban for almost a year, William still mastered a lot of sneaking skills even if he didn't study hard - stuffing a bunch of bugs into a jar and practicing it must be Gu, and it would be worse if he were a prisoner. Not too much.

‘Some time ago, I was searching various ways for others to lurk. Unexpectedly, after two inquiries failed, I ended up using it instead...’

After spending two or three days to finally figure out the personnel situation in the school, William began to try to formulate a final plan.

‘Professor Snape’s office is simpler. It can be confirmed that he has not chosen to stay in school. Since there are not many professors staying in school, the only things I have to deal with are the lock of the office and the protective magic that must exist. "

‘There are more students left behind in the Slytherin common room than I thought. This needs to be dealt with carefully. However, since there are no senior students, I think it would be better to create an activity to involve them all. ’

'As long as I bring them all out during the day, fifteen minutes is enough for me to figure out the structure of the lounge - let me think about how to get everyone out without leaving any one behind. Woolen cloth? ’

"Add it."

"Just raise the bet," William completed his calculation. "When the reward is enough, those students will not doubt anything."

‘The password is a small problem. If the professor wants to ask for the password, don’t make it too simple. No student will be on guard. Of course, in order to prevent accidents, it is best to find out the password in advance. The prefects are not here these days, so the password will not be changed in the lounge. ’

——

'A rather quiet morning. ’

William sighed, pulled out his wand, and walked out of his office.

It's four o'clock in the morning, the time when people's energy is at their lowest - to be precise, it's the time when people are most sleepy. Even night owls are lying down, and even the most diligent students cannot do it at four o'clock during the holidays. Get up and do your homework.

‘If I meet someone, my excuse is that I can’t sleep and check the night. ’

William walked slowly in the corridor while thinking about strategies to deal with being discovered.

‘There is no oil painting surveillance nearby. I can go to the secret passage in the next corridor. I have investigated that side before, as long as I don’t leave any footprints. ’

The sound of the magic shoes stepping out was almost silent, and no movement could be heard even in the empty castle. This made William truly realize that he was doing something bad.

‘Invading Headmaster Slytherin’s office, no one would believe it even in Azkaban, right? ’

William opened the secret passage lightly and skillfully, using magic to restore the dust as he walked - thanks to two inspections, his technique was very familiar.

‘So why did Professor Snape choose an underground classroom, which is cold and damp? ’

Walking down the secret passage, such thoughts couldn't help but pop out of William's mind.

He had never been to Professor Snape's office, but that was not difficult, he had been in the castle for a week anyway.

'arrive. ’

William confirmed for a while, walked out of the secret passage, and let the door of the secret passage close - there was an oil painting in Snape's office, but the problem was not big, and a Disappearance Charm could easily solve the problem.

Easily dodging the dozing oil painting, William easily arrived at his destination.

'It's an ordinary door, but I can feel the power of dark magic hidden above,'

William maintained the illusion spell and observed the door carefully, "It's strange. Although I have never seen similar magic before, it is too powerful to kill people at all." ’

‘This magic, well, is the magic that marks people. If someone breaks in, they will put a mark on their face. ’

'This is reinforced... Not sure, the spell is too subtle. ’

Originally, William couldn't distinguish it so carefully, but he couldn't resist the fact that a lot of black magic was released on the door. As long as he followed the breath of the black magic to distinguish it, he could easily find out the magic attached to it.

'It's very protective, but the lethality is completely sorry...' William made a judgment, and then was amused by his judgment, "I almost forgot, this is a school. In the case of possible intrusion, protective magic is fatal to kill students. matter."

It's easy to deal with if it's not lethal.

William enthusiastically applied protective spells to himself. Although he admitted that Professor Snape was temporarily ahead of him in ordinary magic, memory magic, and black magic, there was no doubt that he could open doors, pick locks, destroy traps, and disable defensive magic. In a series of special magics, Professor Snape is not much better than his students.

‘It’s just that the strength of the protective spell is just a bit higher - I still wanted to use the card, but this is the result? ’

If the strength of a lock's spring remains unchanged, then no matter how big the lock is, it will only prevent fools from hacking the lock.

‘Well, let’s try this first. ’

William took out a small knife from his arms, ready to test the strength of the guardian magic.

'Change the magic, the protective spell will most likely fuse the knife,' William said to himself, inserted the treated knife along the crack of the door, and then touched the door with his wand.

‘Zi la. ’

The knife melted like butter when it was halfway slid, but the metallic liquid did not stay along the crack of the door, but poured out and condensed into a long gray-black strip.

The alarm magic was triggered almost at the same time, but was easily intercepted by William.

'Traditional techniques are strong enough...'

William commented silently, then took out a key and inserted it into the keyhole - the next protective magic appeared instantly, but while it was working, another protective magic was intercepted by William.

'That's it? ’

…

When the tenth protective magic was blocked, William couldn't laugh anymore.

‘No cell in Azkaban is this outrageous, eleven protective spells! Do you think this is Gringotts' vault? ’

He cursed and took out an expensive knife from his arms, and then put it back in pain - it would be destroyed after use. It cost seventy-five Galleons. He got one out of curiosity when he was customizing teaching aids in class. The whole set of tools, I didn’t expect today to be powerful enough. Who in the right mind would add so much protection?

The rest were cheap, but this one was so expensive that he was a little reluctant to part with it.

"Use a white card. The success rate is so low - all the alarms are set anyway. It doesn't matter if you fail, but you save money if you succeed."

The prisoners of Azkaban provided him with a bunch of white cards with low success rates that were either fraudulent or related to theft. They were useless anyway, so it would be easier to tear them up now.

All in all, this is the first time I have used a card that is effective in reality, but there is no need to feel bad anyway, William destroyed one without any sense of ceremony.

‘Make the lock-picking spell more powerful? ’

Such a feeling came, just like the feeling of drinking the elixir in the records he had read.

'Just try it -'

This wonderful feeling made William find that suddenly there was a special kind of power that seemed to be able to try a new existence - so he kept the wand on the door firmly, controlling the suppressed spell, and slowly stretched out the fingers of his left hand. , clicked on the door lock.

"The Alajo hole opens."

He whispered the spell.