From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"This is the Far East."

"It feels more chaotic than London... I can't understand the Muggle world..."

Listening to the two friends' complaints, William's only feeling was that he was tired.

Haven't these two people read any travel guides? This should be the basic preparation...

However, thinking carefully about the professional achievements of these two people, William can also understand - if you are not focused, you will not be able to become an outstanding person in one aspect.

Both Adams and Singed have gone from learning cutting-edge industry knowledge to creating and discovering new cutting-edge theories. They are well-known figures even in international magic forums.

As for him, he has barely mastered some of the self-defense magic. The black magic is average, and the defense skill is passable. He is not considered a top talent at all.

He is also a good doctor after a long illness. The educational theory he learned from later generations can barely be regarded as a qualified professor. There is still a lot to work hard for in the future.

"Okay, keep your voice down. There's not so much cover-up here. Don't behave too strangely. The domestic secrecy laws are okay, but now here, the secrecy laws are much stricter."

William softly persuaded the two friends, "We have just experienced a huge change here. Under such circumstances, they don't like outsiders pointing fingers at them. Try not to irritate them."

"Okay, it's up to you, William." Adams stopped looking around out of curiosity, "Shall we go to the herbal shop here first?"

"Well, it doesn't count, right?"

William thought for a moment, "This place is much larger than the UK. Although there is a floo network, it is actually divided into east and west parts. There are many wilderness areas in the middle, which are no-man's land - of course, I It refers to the wizard’s no man’s land.”

William carefully thought about the information he took the opportunity to find on the way, and responded, "Both wizards and Muggles are social, and the wizards here are quite serious about cliques."

"The distance between the two wizards gathering networks is too far, so you have to use portkeys or other means of transportation to pass. One side is good at finished products, such as magic carpets, broomsticks, cauldrons, finished potions, etc., while the other side, because of magical creatures, The protected area is relatively large, so the raw material trading market is relatively large. The wood used for wands, wand cores, processed herbs, raw materials for potions, and even the cubs of some magical creatures are all for sale..."

William said while recalling, and the introduction was slow enough for Adams and others to hear every word clearly.

"Child of magical creatures? Isn't that illegal?"

"Ah..." William was stunned for a moment, his face turned slightly red - he habitually told all the knowledge, "That is a black market transaction, and even the market itself is illegal."

"Can I go and have a look?"

Singed didn't care, he was just interested in the young magical creatures.

"It's better not to give it up. The economy here is tight, and even the Ministry of Magic is short of money. Those black markets used to be very safe, but now with the current economic situation, the poor are crazy dogs..." After half a sentence, William quickly changed his words. , "Well, what I mean is that the 'beater' guy here may not follow the rules."

"Then how did you drive on?"

"If you don't follow the rules, you usually knock a few Galleons. However, if we are going to be caught, I guess Professor McGonagall will send a roaring letter..."

When Professor McGonagall was mentioned, the three vacationing professors stopped discussing the black market and began to study the building in front of them.

"What building is that?"

"square...I don't know that word..."

William looked at it carefully and didn't recognize it. Anyway, this was the first time he came here in his two lifetimes, and the Russian language was not clear. If the buildings here cannot be compared with the pictures he had seen, then I can only apologize. .

"I don't know him either."

Adams shrugged.

"Don't look at me. Currently, the person with the highest achievement in alchemy is Nicol Flamel, so I am better at French. As for Russian..." Singid spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless.

"Never mind it, it's just the square. Let's go to the square first and feel the atmosphere here, and then go to Mule Street here. We all have packages and can't use the door key. Let's see how to get there then. market."

"Hey, wait a minute, didn't you say we should go to the herbal medicine store first when we got off the plane?"

"Yeah -" William covered his head. He tried to cover it up for a long time, but was still discovered...

There is no way, smuggling is a matter of memory. Have you ever done it in practice? It is normal for there to be deviations - Adams, you were not such a mean person before!

"Then, let's go to the finished product store first? Let's see the flying carpet?"

The two started a conversation that was not on the same line, but anyway, the topic changed back.

"Okay, that's it. Let's find a place to stay first, and then go shopping in the market here. I'll take the opportunity to contact a few people I know to see if they can take us to the place of origin. It can be considered a start. Eye-opening.”

William quickly changed his action plan—the two teammates didn't seem to plan a route anyway, so it wouldn't be too much for him to change it now.

"Then let's take a stroll in the square now, I think it's very fresh here..."

"It makes sense, and some of the Muggle machines here look very..." Singed echoed Adams, "It's very powerful and not very complicated. It gave me new inspiration."

Both of you are less reliable than me... I guess it comes up every time...

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After ten minutes, they were halfway through the small square.

"The economy is indeed not very good... It feels like... that mysterious man is wreaking havoc on the magical world..." Adams looked at the chairs in the square and made a comment, "I believe that in good times, people here There shouldn’t be so many bums on the chairs.”

"It's not just Muggles, the wizards here shouldn't be very good either..." Singed also expressed his opinion, "Some time ago, various magic raw materials here were restricted from leaving the country, and the lives of wizards are not much better. …The wand cannot make food.”

…

Can we not talk about restricting departures...

When William thought about this, he thought of Azkaban - there is no cure for this disease.

"Go and have a look over there, nothing will get better... there are only a lot of people over there..."

Adams shook his head, "After walking so far, it's rare to hear laughter."

The three of them were not in a very high mood. They were sad when a rabbit died and a fox was killed. Things harmed their own kind. They really couldn't be happy to see a group of homeless vagrants.

It's a pity that they didn't even have time to exchange money after they arrived, and they couldn't give Galleons or anything, so William exchanged some pounds, which was a little help within his ability.

Although neither of them were interested, Adams still forced the two of them to go to the crowd.

When three people surrounded him, they discovered that it was a street magician performing magic.

"We're out of money, Adams."

William reminded him in a low voice that the current economy here is not good, and the three of them could not get anything out of the down-and-out street magician's performance for a long time.

"Take a look first," Adams responded in a low voice, "It looks like magic. I've seen it once before in a Muggle society. I thought someone had violated the law of confidentiality!"

"Forget it, it's up to you..."

William couldn't resist him, so he had to let him hand over the stuff at the bottom of the box later.

There is a gold button on his clothes, which is a life-saving measure taught by the prisoners in Azkaban - if the team hiding from the strikers accidentally went to that remote place and cannot understand a word, use a little gold to Getting Muggle help makes the most sense.

Neither too much will arouse people's greed, nor too little will be rejected. More importantly, there are no traces of magic. The striker can't find any evidence if he wants to trace it.

There are many black markets here, and it is easy to mend a gold button - there are many people who are willing to exchange gold for galleons.

"Welcome new friends!"

The performing magician saw the three new spectators dressed as tourists, greeted them in English, then took off his hat and saluted.

As he stood up, he pulled a rabbit out of his hat.

"Wow, did you see it? It looks like real magic!"

Adams praised and clapped, "William, let me tell you, they are just like wizards!"

William couldn't help but admire him. Because of his love for magic, he had never read a book on the principles of magic over the years. As a result, even if his magic skills were passable, he still thought it was magical.

But what about the sound of swallowing saliva around?

Perhaps the magician felt something was wrong, so he patted the rabbit back into his hat, then reached out and pulled out a dove.

Why is the sound of swallowing saliva clearer?

William was still wondering. The other party was already ready to stuff the pigeon back into the hat, but the pigeon seemed to have a bad character. It cooed and refused to go back.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was laughter from the crowd, which made the magician look very angry. He grabbed the dove and stuffed it hard, which seemed to be working very hard.

After a long time, the pigeon was stuffed in. The magician wiped the sweat with one hand and put the hat on with the other - but he soon made a pained expression and took out a rose from his head.

"Great, I bet this guy can make a living among wizards, Singed - hurry up!"

While Adams was not stingy with his praise, he extended his hand towards Singed, who rolled his eyes at him, "This is the last time, this is the raw material, this is the raw material!"

"Come on, it wasn't William who took out the Muggle coins first. You still don't have the raw materials. Alchemists like Flamel only use gold as a product!"

Adams took it and showed the little golden bean to William, "Singed always feels that something can be made from gold. Although many experiments have failed, he will take a little with him."

"Of course. In fact, he wanted to take it out just now. It was William who got the Muggle coins first, so he was unwilling to use his own raw materials."

As he spoke, he squeezed to the front with the help of his body that he had trained by working in the greenhouse, and stuffed the golden beans into the magician's hands, "Thank you for bringing some joy, please continue."

After saying that, he took William and the others away.

"that's all?"

"Of course, that's it, otherwise what else -" Adams hummed, "It's too greedy to watch all the performances at once, and it's easy to see the flaws, so you won't have that feeling when you see it again. .”

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"Three rooms? Of course."

"Daily food is fine, but it will cost a galleons."

"Yes, yes, no problem. No one will come to check. My reputation here is still very good. No one will sneak into your room - but if you have special needs, you can contact me us."

"What, no need? Well, I wish you a good time."

"But do you really want to stop thinking about it?"

"Okay, okay, I understand, then no one will disturb you."

"That's it, I hope you enjoy your stay."

Under the warm greetings of the hotel owner, William and the others booked a room and arranged their daily meals and accommodation.

Although it was a bit unreliable that no one would sneak in, according to William's previous memory, the boss could still talk to the inquirer, so no one would bother them.

You know, the economy here was in complete shambles when William was smuggling last time, and it's even worse now than before...

At least if I stayed here last time, the boss of Magic World would not be so enthusiastic about recommending some messy business. You must know that this is an old store and has always been very famous. It would never be responsible for such things before.

However, a dead camel is bigger than a horse, and it is probably true that no one will investigate the mess.

After all, it may be easier to put your status as a professor at Hogwarts at the top, but down below, the King of Hell is very difficult to deal with. Maybe the people who inquired will think that you, the professor at Hogwarts, have a high income and are ready to give it a try?

It's not a local school anyway, so if you knock it, it's no big deal.

"By the way, William, you should remember the name of the magic school here, right?"

Adams suddenly asked while observing his room.

"Don't you know? Logically speaking, the school's professors should be familiar with it..."

"There are not many exchange schools at Hogwarts, and we don't even have much contact with the European side. We only have exchange students occasionally, and no one cares about the situation in Russia."

"Well, let me think about it," William recalled, "it seemed like Kodosdorez."

"Kodosdorez?"

"It should be this name. I don't know the details. It's Koldovstoretz. Anyway, I like the pronunciation of it."

"There are very few records there. I probably read it in school, but I didn't have the energy to read it at the time, and there wasn't much information in Diagon Alley. Anyway, I don't know much."

William explained to Adams, who had not even made any basic preparations before taking the risk, "I guess you can't get in touch. If there is no communication from the school, it will be even harder to get in touch in a private capacity. Why are you asking?"

"I wanted to see if they had any new research, I just thought of it."

Adams scratched his head and said, "Then I'll ask the local herbal medicine association. I can still ask and see if we can get in touch in such a roundabout way."

"Look at others, then look at you..."

William suddenly became sour.

He originally planned to contact the black market - his skills were not even the slightest bit inferior.

Full professor at Hogwarts…

“There is still a lot to learn!”