From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"William, did you really kill a dementor on the train?"

"probably."

"That's really..."

Adams thought for a long time, but still couldn't find a suitable adjective.

They are now searching every corner of the school to prevent outsiders from intruding - of course, this outsider is currently specifically referring to Sirius Black.

In theory, it is the safest to check all the secret passages in the school every day, but manpower is a big problem, so we can only arrange for professors to form a team to check when they are not in class. William is on duty twice a week. Also on the team are Professor Taylor Adams and Singed.

"Shh, Adams, keep your voice down, don't let the students hear you."

While checking the secret passage for signs of use, William put his left index finger on his lips to indicate.

As for the students in the school, even the graduates might find trouble with the dementors without thinking about it for a while, and he didn't want to give such an opportunity to Sirius who might be hiding outside.

"It was just an accident. The Ministry of Magic explained that the dementors were stimulated."

He used an excuse that he didn't believe in to explain that this was really not something worth showing off.

"Okay, maybe you are right," Adams turned to look at Professor Taylor aside. "Professor Taylor, what do you think?"

"How else can I see it? Aphra wants to come to school to play again, but this state is really..."

Professor Taylor shook his head. It would be a long time before his girl went to Hogwarts. Her wizarding talent had already been revealed and she was receiving traditional family education.

"How about enrolling her in a Muggle school?"

"She's still too young to go to school, and I don't think she can abide by those disciplines well..."

Professor Taylor shook his head, his face full of sorrow. Apparently Aphra was making a lot of noise at home.

"Preschool education is difficult, and you can't come to Hogwarts before you are eleven years old." William shook his head, "I investigated the education status of first-year freshmen in the morning, and did some statistics at noon, and found something very interesting. "

"Eh?"

The three professors who were traveling with him were suddenly curious, and even Xingid, who was not very energetic, looked serious.

"It is indeed very interesting. Among the first-year students in Slytherin, those who have received the least Muggle education have received the least Muggle education, but most of them have received education similar to private schools, which is considered relatively formal."

This kind of information should not be disclosed casually, but there is no problem in telling the professor.

There is no newspaper-loving creature here like Professor Lockhart last year. Everyone is a professor, and learning more about the students is for the purpose of teaching.

"Among the Hufflepuff students, most have received Muggle primary school education. Although they have their own system, their understanding of magical knowledge is also obviously lacking."

"Many Gryffindor students receive wizarding education, but it is not systematic. In some aspects, they are completely ahead of Slytherin students, but in others..."

"What about the Ravenclaw children?"

"A child of Ravenclaw..." William thought for a moment and used a more precise adjective.

"They are not very... well, not very united. Their average communication skills are relatively poor, but their basic skills are extremely good."

This is not an exaggeration by William. Ravenclaw children are a little more extreme. According to surveys, they prefer doing things by themselves rather than group activities.

"Very consistent investigation, but..."

Professor Taylor looked at William and said, "It's of no use, Professor William."

"It's really useless at first glance," William spread his hands, "I just want to compare the difference between sending children to primary school with Muggles and receiving family education in wizarding families."

"Follow-up data will have to follow. I'm currently just briefly counting the next grade. Of course, I also have the final report card from last year, but it's very complicated, so I have to read it slowly."

"Sounds interesting..." Adams said as he checked out the last secret passage, "but it seems a bit far away from us. It is impossible for us to teach students individually based on their origins, and the homework in the lower grades is actually very simple. "

"That makes sense." William waved his wand, restoring the dust and other things to their original state, and then secretly released a magic that made the ground stickier. "I don't want to think about reform in the school. I just wonder whether there should be some education before enrolling. What reading would those kids recommend?”

"This is a good idea. Children's stories in the magical world have not been updated for hundreds of years. They are all old stories." Adams said excitedly, "You said that if Professor Lockhart could write some specifically for What a wonderful fairy tale for children!”

Although William's original intention was not like this, as soon as he said these words, William immediately looked at Singed aside, the two looked at each other, and then decided not to discuss this topic together.

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"They're all here,"

William looked at the children standing in the office with a relieved smile on his face - these children had come to register after class in the morning, and now they were here for solitary confinement.

"To be honest, I didn't even think that anyone would fall into that trap, but there are so many of you watching..."

He shook his head as he said, "Oh, what can I say about you..."

"The confinement cannot be revoked at will. You have to copy something. I remember that Mr. Filch issued the latest ban this semester. You should copy that first."

He pointed to the temporarily expanded area of ​​the office where tables and chairs moved by magic had been set up. "Don't be too tired. Just copy it fifteen times or until you can recite it."

"professor…"

A group of children looked at William with innocent eyes, trying to escape this punishment - but unfortunately, many people had played this trick last year.

Parchment paper, ink, quills, everything is ready, even the sample essay is ready.

After being confined to Gryffindor for the past year, William was already familiar with it.

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"Harry, do you really want to go find Hagrid?"

In the Gryffindor common room, Ron finally persuaded Harry and himself at the same time.

"We need to go apologize, Ron."

Harry took out his invisibility cloak as he spoke, "I think it's great to let Hagrid see what's wrong with Scabbers and then take the opportunity to apologize."

"But Hagrid has forgiven us..."

"That's different, Ron." Harry grabbed Ron's shoulders, "We thought something strange was going on with Hagrid, so we quickly went to find the professor, and the professor also attacked Hagrid for this reason. grid."

"Okay, you're right..."

Ron finally gave in - he also felt a little uncomfortable with Hagrid.

"Thank you, Scabbers, we have to ask Hagrid to look at your illness. He is recognized as an excellent professor and is recognized by everyone on magical creatures."

Ron said gently to his pet.

After Hagrid was woken up last time, William and the others took a long time to make Hagrid less frustrated, and all the professors, including Professor McGonagall, fully recognized Hagrid's teaching method in the first class.

It stands to reason that a character like Professor McGonagall would never say such a thing before a professor gets exact results (such as students' OWLs test scores), but listening to the review of the class, after knowing that Hagrid has settled After marrying the former school director's child, out of guilt, she praised Hagrid in advance for the first time.

"Banban?"

Ron tried to grab it and put it in his pocket as usual, but failed for the first time.

The pet ran out of the nest and avoided his fingers.

"Ron!"

Harry shouted as he reached out to help, but after discovering that his opponent was him, Scabbers turned around and ran towards Ron. Then he leaped over Ron's smiling outstretched palm and ran directly under the bed.

"Banban!"

Ron looked in disbelief.

"Oh my God, Ron, it looks stronger than the lackey who bit Malfoy..."

Harry also sighed, "You can't tell it's so old at all."

"It doesn't look like it wants to leave very much..." Ron hesitated, but still did not choose to catch it - it was too old, and if it exercised vigorously again, Hagrid might not need to see it to determine the time of his death.

"Then forget it, let's go find Hagrid alone."

"Aren't you afraid that the professor will catch you?"

"Didn't the first-years tell you?" Harry smiled evilly, "The professor has arrested a bunch of first-years and put them in solitary confinement. Now is a good time to go to Hagrid's place, otherwise we will have to wait for dinner again." Checked."

After a holiday training, he has figured out how to use some obvious loopholes to do what he wants to do. Although this is not the key point of learning, for a thirteen-year-old child, this is not demanding. s things.

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"Hagrid."

Harry knocked softly on Hagrid's cabin and waited for him to open the door.

The wide invisibility cloak inherited from his father could cover both him and Ron. If Hermione didn't have classes there, Harry thought he could bring another one.

"I am coming."

Hagrid's familiar voice came, and he opened the door. He looked around, as if thinking of something, "Harry, is that you?"

"it's me."

Harry unbuttoned his clothes, revealing him and Ron.

"You're crazy, what time is it, you sneaking out of the castle at night!"

Hagrid looked angry.

"Sorry, actually we should have come yesterday, but..."

Harry looked at Hagrid and said with unusual sincerity, "We really didn't expect that you would teach in that way on purpose."

"That's great, isn't it?" Instead of being angry, Hagrid smiled and said to Harry, "Professor McGonagall said, my class is great!"

"Yeah, that's great."

"Of course, the lessons after that were also great."

Hagrid said proudly, "I have already given lessons to the fourth grade, and the feedback was very good, and William also sent over some of the things he made last night, which was very helpful."

"something?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then couldn't help but ask, "Hagrid, isn't that a test paper?"

"No, they are some biological classifications that he thinks are suitable." Hagrid shook his head. "He suggested that I write some papers, but I still don't understand how to do them."

‘Thank God. ’

Harry and Ron looked at each other and saw each other's relief.

"But maybe he's right," Hagrid wanted to scratch his head, but held back, which made Harry notice the change in his hairstyle.

The messy hair in the past was still neat and tidy. It looked like Hagrid took good care of his hair.

"That's not necessarily true... Hagrid, you see, every professor has his own way of teaching."

Ron said against his will, he was afraid that Hagrid would bring out the papers - the tragic situation of the two brothers during one holiday was still in front of his eyes.

"As far as the current course content is concerned, I think it's pretty good..."

Hagrid finally couldn't help scratching his head, and then said, "I think the current course arrangement is very beautiful..."

Especially when William suggested that he let more ferocious magical creatures show up in the advanced class left by the old professor, Hagrid's sense of restraint disappeared a lot.

"I'm currently working on something to liven up the classroom..."

Hagrid asked them to sit down, "Because after obtaining the professorship, the cultivation of some organisms has been opened to me..."

"But that's still a bit far off..."

"By the way, how was your class?"

"Still the same..." Harry and Ron replied cheerfully. Judging from the conversation just now, Hagrid not only didn't take what happened that day to heart, but also prepared the lessons steadily.

"The new professor's classes haven't started yet, and Professor McGonagall is still strict..."

The two complained about this year's courses, "It's the professor of the Divination class... She said that Harry will encounter something bad this year..."

The words that had not been communicated last time due to embarrassment became more frequent at this moment. Hearing the divination lesson, Hagrid smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry, students in the divination class are killed every year...I remember Ron, your twin brothers were killed together, because they..."

Hagrid seemed to have thought of something, but Ninja smiled but did not say it.

"But...Professor William said..."

Hagrid wanted to laugh but didn't, "That's nothing, um... Professor William doesn't like to speak ill of others... By the way, he also told me to clean up the class area in advance..."

"But it's dusk now."

"It's only at dusk that things tend to go wrong..." Hagrid muttered, "Recently a big black dog slipped into the school out of nowhere... I have to catch it and drive it out."

"Big black dog?"

Harry was a little flustered.

"Nothing, it's normal. There are wolves in the Forbidden Forest," Hagrid smiled. "But generally speaking, they won't leave the Forbidden Forest. I have to drive it back. I set a trap and hope to catch it." it."

"trap?"

"Yes, a trap, the kind used by Muggles. Professor William gave me the advice when he sent it over yesterday. He also suggested that I compare the swallow-tailed dog with the Muggle dog after catching it."

Hagrid smiled, "But I suspect it is a swallow-tailed dog. Not many Muggle dogs can live in the Forbidden Forest."