From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Does the school still have this business?"

On the side of the stage, William looked at the place where the sorting ceremony was held in the center of the auditorium with a surprised look on his face, and turned to ask Adams.

"I haven't heard of it. I haven't heard the story of people being assigned to Azkaban in all these years..."

Adams' eyes were full of confusion - after all these years, was he studying at the fake Hogwarts?

Do you need to express your gratitude to the Sorting Hat?

Not only was he confused, but Ginny's classmates, especially her roommate, opened their mouths in surprise - the Prisoner of Azkaban is next to me?

The other Gryffindors were not much better. They were all ready to applaud Ginny again with the ceremony of welcoming new members, but what happened?

Even the other three deans couldn't sit still. They got up and went to where the sorting hat was, with worries on their faces - wasn't the sorting hat broken?

'Azkaban? ’

Professor McGonagall looked at the Sorting Hat and then at Dumbledore. Although she had always been calm when a mountain collapsed in front of her, the surprise that emerged at this moment was completely beyond human control.

"Albus, what have you been doing to it these days?"

Even though he knew that Dumbledore could not destroy the Sorting Hat, Professor McGonagall still couldn't help but ask.

"Minerva," Dumbledore said, his face no longer calm, even a little embarrassed, "I haven't touched it these days!"

"you know too!"

After calling out the surprising name, the Sorting Hat shouted directly to Dumbledore, "The broken hat that haunts Ravenclaw day by day - you were eleven years old and waited for me to sort the house. That was not the case back then!”

"I want those people who talk nonsense to know...I am the best!" (Note 1)

The Sorting Hat imitated the tone of a naive little boy - "You were not like this back then!"

"But...I can't be assigned to Azkaban no matter what."

Professor McGonagall tried to smooth things over, but to no avail.

"Oh, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor - God, why is the professor so mean..." (Note 2)

The Sorting Hat changed his tone and said something incomprehensible.

But the three deans who came behind them suddenly stopped in their tracks, pretending to talk about the weather and trusting Dumbledore's ability to handle emergencies.

Although he didn't know what the Sorting Hat said, the vague sense of danger made William have the urge to forget the memory just now.

‘You can’t bring up the question just now! ’

At the same time, William realized that it might be a good choice to ask the Sorting Hat about Tom Riddle, who had been unable to investigate - but that would have to be after his Occlumency had been improved by several levels.

"The so-called seniority is worthless to the Sorting Hat... Even the Professor of March was admitted under the auspices of the Sorting Hat..."

Therefore, the reason why the three deans stopped moving forward - forget it, it is better not to make this kind of thing clear, it will affect the salary...

Because of the Sorting Hat's lack of cooperation, things suddenly reached a deadlock.

Because their questions could not be answered, the students gathered together began to discuss in a low voice. Because of the celebration, there were enough snacks around, and the atmosphere was good enough, which caused a buzz in the auditorium after a while. buzzing discussion.

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"It's bad, George, things seem to be getting serious."

Fred communicated with his brother with his eyes, but George's eyes showed no intention of discussing, "It's over, Fred, we're done."

"Isn't it said that it is tradition to deceive the freshmen branch? We just said a few words, but how did it really become Azkaban?"

"It seems like it was more than a few sentences. I remember it was several times."

"To be precise, after Professor McGonagall told her about the re-sorting ceremony, we always said..."

The discussion kept moving in the direction of despair, and the two of them were even unwilling to communicate with each other.

——

"It's over, it's really Azkaban..."

Ginny even felt like crying. She had been worried about this problem, but why did she really go to Azkaban?

George and Fred, those two bastards!

He has always said that he caused a lot of accidents and attacked Filch. Although he has forgotten these things, the crimes are still there, so it is very likely that he will be assigned to Azkaban...

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"Okay, I admit, I have paid too much attention to that crown during this period, and I apologize for this," Dumbledore silently communicated with the angry Sorting Hat, "Look, you are the one The best hat in the world, Ravenclaw's diadem can't even speak, how can it compare with you?"

"Of course, I am the most handsome hat!"

The Sorting Hat's proud reply - a Hat who writes a long hymn of praise to himself every year is so easy to get angry and so easy to be coaxed.

"But how did Ginny get sorted into Azkaban?"

"Is this our problem? That little girl keeps thinking about Azkaban, and Minerva keeps asking me to be sorted. How should I be sorted?"

"As for Gryffindor, it's better to stay the same. Of course you won't change your decision at will with such a handsome hat."

Dumbledore persuaded gently, like coaxing a child.

"Well, Albus, you have a point," the hat conveyed the thought, and it suddenly made a loud noise, "Well, Gryffindor!"

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Although there were many accidents during the old professor's resignation ceremony, in the end the celebration was completed as scheduled.

The little story about being sorted into Azkaban was circulated for a while, but there was no room for it - after all, Ginny herself was running around school every day, and there were no accidents that could involve her.

Of course, there is a more important point, the final exam is coming.

Just like what the old professor said before leaving school - the papers are ready.

Although professors are relieved that the two major exams are over, this does not mean that the final exams for other students will be taken lightly.

However, this kind of busyness has nothing to do with William. It is tradition to leave time for students to review before the exam week. He has already published the final exam papers long ago. During this time, he is working hard to solve the curse that has troubled him for a long time. Problem, very busy.

"William!"

While William was concentrating on the details of the curse, his office door was suddenly knocked on by Adams.

"That's not good, William!"

After knocking on the door, Adams looked panicked, "Several important school directors are here. Dumbledore is convening a meeting with the deans. I was working in the greenhouse with the professor, and I heard something about you - it seemed like you were dismissed. of…"

The professor Adams was talking about was naturally the dean of Hufflepuff. Since the information he overheard was given to the dean, it was naturally unlikely to be adulterated.

"Don't worry - what's going on? Have you heard any more details?"

William brought Adams a cup of tea, "I think I did a good job this year. I shouldn't."

"Think about it carefully - you won't teach any obvious black magic to the students, will you?" Adams frowned and thought for a moment, "I heard a sound similar to Azkaban - the dean deliberately avoided it at the time. Open me up, I didn’t quite understand.”

"Why are you standing still?"

After Adams finished speaking, he became angry at William, "Process the teaching materials. If it is teaching black magic, there is not enough evidence. We can ask the school to help suppress the matter. Don't be in a daze. What else are you thinking? Process relevant information!”

"It doesn't exist. Even the advanced classes don't have black magic spells. The exam doesn't test that. I've seen the exam scope. I basically didn't talk much about the content that doesn't add points. Even if it's to expand the horizons of senior students, it's just ordinary. Special applications of spells.”

William said with certainty, "It's definitely not a matter of the scope of teaching. I guess..."

He almost instantly matched the school director's visit to what Professor Marchban said some time ago.

"Most likely, they are still pursuing the issue of origin. I stayed in Azkaban for a while, so I guess it was used as an attack point to find trouble - it shouldn't be. With such a big movement, doesn't the school board know about it?"

"What parentage issue—Azkaban?"

"Wait?"

"William, you said you stayed in Azkaban?"

Adams' mouth is wide enough to fit an entire chocolate frog into.

"Ah?" William stared at him, "No, so many professors know it. I thought you already knew it, but you just didn't want to tell me - aren't you always well-informed?"

William was equally curious - Adams was a talker, and when so many people went to the prison to recruit, it stands to reason that the professor circle could not keep it a secret. ,

"No wonder the old professor never lets us discuss your industry..." Adams shook his head, "Have you really been in Azkaban?"

"Nonsense...is it an honor to enter that place..."

William responded listlessly—it turned out that the old professor had been helping him.

"Then how did you get in?"

Adams looked like a curious child, as if he wanted to break the casserole and ask the question.

"What else can I do? Smuggling. There was a problem refining the potion for people at that time. There was no material in the market. I had to go to the Far East to get it myself - after all, several raw materials were originally embargoed. If something happened there, there would be no way. The material cannot be found in the market.”

"So," Adams shook his head, "Look, I keep saying that you are not a very good pharmacist and you still don't believe it..."

‘When has this been your focus? ’

William suddenly wanted to pull out his wand and give this heartless guy a shot, but he was suddenly moved.

"Okay, now I know, forget it, I admit it, I admit it!" He shook his head, dumbfounded, "But there was no problem with my identity at the time. What happened today? The school director suddenly turned against me in Ah Are you interested in Zikaban’s affairs?”

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"Long time no see, Dumbledore."

In the principal's office, four school directors stood together, headed by Lucius Malfoy - but except for him, the other school directors looked a little embarrassed.

"Good morning, Lucius," Dumbledore said pleasantly.

"I think we haven't communicated enough about one thing, but it's not too late now, Dumbledore, I think it's necessary to hold a school board meeting, just for the professor who was hired illegally, his name is William."

Lucius stood in front of the school board of directors, full of aggression.

"Yes, I can cooperate with calling the deans," Dumbledore said with a friendly smile, "But the school board meeting only happens once a year. Isn't it inappropriate to waste it on this?"

"I have the support of eight of the twelve school directors. I think it is enough. You can decide whether it is suitable or not, Dumbledore."

Malfoy was coming menacingly.

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"Okay, now the meeting officially begins. Although I don't think this meeting is necessary, since so many school directors are here, it's just a good time to talk about this matter."

Dumbledore sat at the top of the long table with a kind look on his face.

"It's not unnecessary, but quite necessary - a professor from Azkaban is not a simple issue!"

"Don't be so impulsive, Lucius. This matter has been discussed with the school board. We have already reached a pretty good conclusion, haven't we?"

"I don't think so."

Lucius opened his thick notebook and said, "According to my own investigation, a serious incident occurred in Hogwarts this year that resulted in students being injured and hospitalized for more than a month. The matter was not resolved until not long ago."

"You know, Hogwarts has not had such a serious attack in decades, and until now, we have not been able to give the outside world a reasonable explanation."

"Wait a minute, Lucius," Dumbledore interrupted Malfoy's pursuit of blame. "The secret room left by Slytherin himself has been discovered. This attack has been properly explained. It was just for maintenance." Slytherin's own honor was chosen not to be announced to the public, after all, a founder's attempt to kill his own students should not be announced to the public."

"Ah, is that so?"

"No wonder it was covered up - I always thought it was some kind of experimental accident..."

"..."

The school directors began to discuss, which made Lucius look very unhappy.

"Then why didn't the school board get the relevant report? I remember that this kind of thing will be reported uniformly after it is completed!"

"Because there are still clients who are in medical treatment. I remember that Professor Lockhart has been cooperating with the same publishing house and has a dedicated editor?"

"Yes, my publishing house."

A school director nodded, "He didn't publish many books after he came to Hogwarts, but this kind of thing usually has a dedicated editor to handle it. What happened, Professor Lockhart discovered Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" So he’s still trying to write the story?”

"That's not true, but Professor Lockhart is still being treated in the school hospital. At the end of the semester, the school is planning to transfer him to the hospital for continued treatment."

Dumbledore said calmly, "Some of the truth is not suitable for publication, but it has nothing to do with publishing a book."

"As for Professor William, although his decision was unbelievable at the time, he is now a very good professor, and I think his problem is not a problem."

Note 1: Dumbledore's father attacked the Muggle who attacked his daughter before he entered school, which caused Dumbledore to be discussed by a lot of people when he entered school.

Note 2: The Sorting Hat struggled for five and a half minutes when Professor McGonagall was sorting the house - should it be Ravenclaw or Gryffindor? .