From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"call…"

William sighed, and his tense nerves relaxed.

It has been a full year since I obtained the curse, and nothing unexpected happened on the last day. The curse itself did not show any upgrade or anything, it just hung there motionless to scare people.

‘I don’t know which time in the past year has blocked it. After all, with the level of chaos last year... if it is not handled well, any accident may happen. ’

William considered the possibility that the curse would not occur, and began to deal with the protective magic around him.

Don't worry about the Iron Armor Curse and Bubble Curse on your body. First lower the protective magic level of the surrounding walls. The building materials here are not like Hogwarts Castle. The longer the powerful magic lasts, the longer the life of the building will be affected.

Of course, the sound insulation and basic protection are still maintained, so it won't be a problem anyway.

"I think I've gotten through this, now I can celebrate."

William took out a chocolate frog, thought for a moment and stuffed it back into it. He couldn't eat any more.

"Go down and have something to drink." He stood up and walked towards the door, holding the wand tightly in his hand. "Of course, you have to pay attention to the poison test."

——

"William, William!"

Just as William drank his third glass of beer, Adams's voice appeared in the Leaky Cauldron before him.

"I remember we agreed to meet tomorrow - Merlin, what did you buy?"

William was frightened by Adams's dress.

At this moment, Adams was wearing a mountaineering outfit, with a series of small bottles on his belt shining in the small sunlight in the bar. He looked like a complete set of equipment...cute newbie.

Yes, it's a newbie, just like someone who read a bunch of guides on Tieba forums and then bought a full-level account and posted them to show off.

"Adventure outfit!"

Adams used the muscles he trained in the herbal greenhouse to support this equipment to a high level. "With a complete set of adventure equipment, I can't wait to go on adventures in the Far East..."

‘If you change your clothes, I’ll believe you when you say you want to be a witcher... you just have to be careful to protect your knees...’

William complained in his heart, but didn't show it, "But isn't our appointment tomorrow?"

"Today...didn't I agree to come to the Leaky Cauldron to meet you directly after two weeks of vacation?" Adams was stunned for a moment, "You didn't count the day you left school, right?"

"..."

William was silent for a moment, "Where is Singed?"

"Him? He's still picking out the right equipment. There are two sets of tents that he really can't choose, so I asked you to help him make a reference and give him some encouragement."

From what I heard, they were both adventurous novices.

Coupled with William, a theoretical student who graduated from Azkaban, the three novices teamed up to go out...

William suddenly lost faith in this so-called adventure.

The only advantage now is that everyone can still trust their teammates, and there is no possibility of backstabbing.

"Okay..." William sighed, "That's fine for today, but I have to purchase some things, which may take some time."

"It's okay," Adams looked quite excited, "You go pack your luggage first, and we'll all go shopping together later!"

…

Why can you say it's okay so easily? Obviously you arrived a day early and disrupted all plans!

William gritted his teeth and turned to greet Old Tom, "Old Tom, I'll lock that room with magic first!"

"Of course, although I guarantee that the room is safe most of the time, necessary precautions are still necessary!"

Old Tom responded with a smile from behind the bar, then looked at Adams, "Professor Adams, would you like some sugar wine?"

"Of course, thank you," Adams responded politely, "William, remember to pack up, we have plenty of time!"

Even if Adams didn't talk about William, he wouldn't have saved time.

As a wizard who had infiltrated Professor Snape's office and had come out of Azkaban, William was very aware of how many people in the wizarding world were keen on breaking in.

It's okay for others to live in a bar. Adams just said in public that taking risks would be a direct test of the Azkaban reservists in the wizarding world - there are a few capable people who can withstand this kind of thing. test?

Even if you get into Azkaban, you can still brag about it - "Even though I'm locked up, my skills are not bad. The magic self-defense professor at Hogwarts knows that, right? In his hotel room, I can easily It broke!"

William believes that if someone is really sent to prison for this, then this bullshit can be blown until the thief is released from prison...

In order not to make himself a joke, in addition to setting up multiple traps in the room, he used all his life's knowledge to install defensive magic and alarm magic on the door locks. Unless Old Tom downstairs personally helped someone come to watch, otherwise the door would be locked. It's not that easy to get rid of.

'Of course, in order to avoid losses or social death, some of the things inside must be cleared away...'

'You can keep some of the books and papers... If the door is really pried open, you can't let people say... No, what nonsense am I thinking about? ’

An hour later, Adams had woken up drunk.

"Have you finished cleaning up?"

"Well, it's almost time. You can go find Singed."

William nodded and followed Adams—hoping the door would still be firmly locked when he returned.

"Have a good time, little William," Old Tom came out of the bar and waved, "I will keep an eye on your room for you!"

"Okay, I'll buy you a gift!"

William waved his hand and said goodbye to Old Tom.

——

"Just here, sleep here at night."

William looked at the surrounding environment and determined the camp.

"Not bad, but it's a little different from the book - but I listen to you, you are a professional!"

Adams observed the surrounding environment with interest and nodded in agreement.

As for Singed, he couldn't wait to unfold his newly purchased tent and prepare to install it.

"Alchemy product!"

He proudly unfolded the tent, "This is not a miracle that can be done by self-defense magic and herbs - this is a giant space tent that can accommodate sixteen people. It can only be purchased with the recommendation of the association. If an alchemist like me buys it, There’s even a 30% discount!”

…

‘So I know that those alchemy products are huge profits, and you can still make money with a 30% discount...’

William cursed, but the work in his hands did not stop. He and Adams set up the tent according to the instructions, and then fixed it, without even the desire to take out their own tents.

The price is right there. The sixty galleons he bought is definitely not a bargain. It is durable, convenient, easy to support, and has a lot of advantages - but all of this costs 70% off at Singed's. Bai Galon's tent was crushed to death...

“You get what you pay for—it’s more expensive than expensive…”

This was William's first reaction after entering the tent.

This was no longer a tent, but a folded villa. William thought about adjectives for it for a long time, but in the end only one sentence came to mind - 'The Alchemist's Galleons are real... they come and go quickly. …'

"These rooms here belong to me, Professor William over there belongs to you, and Adams, you live here."

Singed quickly divided the rooms, and then showed William and the others the brilliance of this tent.

"It's quite an interesting tent..." he introduced to William and the others while walking. "The most basic ancillary facilities such as the bathroom are quite complete. You see, the toilet here can also play various music..."

"The bathroom here is also good. Because there are more rooms, it is simply separated. It has a very good design... although it is not as good as the one in the school... but many of the designs are much more novel than the ones in the school -" He shrugged his shoulders, " After all, the renovation of the castle is a big project, and the school’s budget is often insufficient.”

"And here, it's pretty cool too."

He pointed to the empty room, "This is a preset laboratory that is protected against explosions and leakage of dangerous chemicals. It will even automatically produce a therapeutic foam when danger arises, and then send out magical fireworks for help. As long as it is not Mortally injured, whoever finds you will have you sent to St. Mungo's soon..."

"It's not easy to find magic fireworks here..."

Adams added.

"Well, it's not easy to find. After all, the environment is very dark, so it's usually not easy to be found..."

William was suddenly stunned as he spoke...

Why pick a place where you can’t easily find it?

He was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized his mistake.

For some rather strange reasons, he subconsciously chose a location where it would not be easy to be discovered, and even if there were signs of activity, it would be covered up.

To be precise, there is less light here than other places, and bugs are prone to appear - for this reason, he even sprinkled powder for a long time before putting down the tent...

'It's over, it's such a shame - I subconsciously took these two to a camp that is more suitable for smuggling...'

However, Adams and Singed didn't notice at all. They were still discussing happily, "Although the tent is more luxurious, it still feels like something is missing - to be honest, Adams, the living environment here is really great. It's completely There’s no sense of adventure anymore.”

"That makes sense. We can set up a small tent and not use the kitchen inside - how about that?"

"Great, Singed!"

“William, what do you think!”

After the discussion, Adams shouted to William, "Let's go outside and bake something, using the kitchen is too boring!"

"Of course, it's just for you to feel the adventurous atmosphere!"

"We'll walk here for a few days, and then when we fly over the next wizard town with a broomstick, we'll floo directly to the border, apply for customs clearance, and then we can cross the border to the Far East!"

William modified the original plan in the shortest possible time - because he found that if he continued like this and waited until the striker or Auror blocked the person's hand, then the three professors would have to explain why they were hanging out with the smugglers. We're on the same road...

"That's it, great, William!"

Adams cheered and ran out of the tent, "I'm going to get something edible, and you guys put up my tent too!"

"This guy…"

Singed shook his head, "Then let's see how Adams chooses."

——

'Why are everyone richer than me...'

William watched Adams' tent being set up, his heart full of sadness...

Compared to Singed, the tent Adams bought was slightly inferior, but only that much.

'Herbalism and alchemy are really profitable...'

He complained...

Although Potions is not bad at all, his skills are much worse after all - just like what Adams often said about him, 'You can't even know the Elixir of Fortune...'

'One is growing Galleons from the ground, and the other is directly turning materials into shiny Galleons... In comparison, the salary at Hogwarts is actually low...'

'That is to say, the former headmaster of Slytherin's expenses are too high, and I am not very willing to sell potions because of my pride...'

He recalled the private accounts he checked, and he still remembered the huge trouble the dean caused him - those were the private accounts of the college. Why was there such a low-level record as XXXX sent me a pack of pineapple preserves?

'Indescribable people...'

"But that doesn't matter. The most useful list in the record has been taken out. There are many useful names. Although it cannot be used directly, it is good to use it indirectly - of course, it is best not to use it."

"The Triwizard Tournament will be held in Harry's fourth grade... It should be like this... I want to prevent the resurrection of the Dark Lord that year... If it succeeds, then the Death Eater thing can be put aside for a while. If it doesn't succeed, …”

"Then even if it's a little illegal, I have to weaken the influence of the Dark Lord..."

"William, William?"

Adams's voice sounded, "I'm back, what are you thinking about?"

"Well, a wizard hundreds of times more powerful than me."

William broke the topic with a joke, "What did you do?"

"It's vacation, don't keep thinking about school!"

Adams shook his head, "It's actually difficult for us to interfere with what Dumbledore is considering. Let's eat mushrooms."

A large handful of mushrooms appeared in Adams' hands. They were extremely bright and looked very challenging...

'This hospital started in three days, this one was disgusting in an afternoon...'

William used his knowledge of potions and herbs to analyze, "What about this one, ah, this one is amazing, it can eat food..."

"Adams," William looked at his colleague seriously, "I don't owe you any money, right?"

"What weird things are you saying?"

"So, how are you feeling recently?"

"It's good, and isn't it pleasant enough to go out on an adventure?"

"That…"

"William, what's wrong with you? Why are you so weird lately?"

Adams scratched his head, "It's just the first day out for fun. Do you think I can hunt some magical creatures that I can eat?"

"If a dragon appears, I can at most call you before running away..."

Adams took out the pot and began cleaning the mushrooms.

'I don't think it's too much to kill a dragon with this thing...'

"Don't worry." Perhaps because William's gaze had been looking at him for too long, Adams finally discovered something was wrong. "I can get an O in the fifth grade for handling poisonous mushrooms, even though it's not tested in the exam."

"Drink with peace of mind, today's ingredients are quite fresh!"

‘No…I just feel that now we really have an adventurous atmosphere. ’

William touched the feces in his pocket and felt a little relieved...