From Azkaban To Hogwarts

It is conceivable that the person who left probably knew that he would be released from prison today. But he held back his excitement and didn't tell anyone.

The magic world said it was a big deal or a small deal. If that guy deliberately avoided it, it would probably be difficult to see him again.

William's own losses were not big, only about a dozen Galleons. The rest of the people lost more than three hundred Galleons.

Although the purchasing power of this thing is limited in prison, it is still hard currency. On weekdays, everyone is too lazy to hide it. Who would have thought that the guy who was released from prison would take it all in one go?

The group of people sat down angrily, and the good mood accumulated after a day of relaxation was gone. Just when everyone was feeling aggrieved and silent, noisy footsteps came from outside the cell.

As the cell door opened, a short, fat man with unshaven beard and a tattered coat was pushed in by the beater.

"New neighbor!"

The beater said to William and the others in a cheerful tone, as if he was announcing some good news.

The cell door was tightly closed, and everyone who had been sitting on their beds stood up, the sorrow on their faces wiped away.

Although it is not accurate, if half of the people in this prison are scum, then there must be something that has slipped through the net.

Jiuzhi was the first to bear the brunt - the cell boss had just promised him to change beds yesterday, and he was the most active at the moment.

"Newcomer? What did you do?"

"Help the Ministry of Magic transport some cheap crucibles." The newcomer squatted down obediently without making any resistance.

Everyone laughed softly, and the big man even whistled at William.

"Little William, your companion!"

The answer was William's middle finger.

"No! I know you, Mundungus Fletcher!"

Jiuzhi let out a vicious cry: "It's you, your legs were almost broken when you fished across the border last time!"

"Um?"

The big man tilted his head, and his originally kind eyes turned cold. He had lost the most Galleons today, and what he hated most at the moment was liars.

Soon, the cloth used to clean the toilet was stuffed into the mouth of the newcomer named Menton.

"Bite tight, if you make a little sound, soak your head in the toilet overnight today!"

While stuffing the rag in, Nine Fingers whispered a warning in the newcomer's ear.

Next, there was the sound of fists and kicks that lasted for half an hour. When one was tired, the other was replaced.

When the person who did it changed to the third round, Menton, who had been holding his head and being beaten obediently, got up on his hands and knees and rushed towards William - by the time he was beaten, he had already identified who in the cell could speak. After speaking, he decided to bet on the boy's kindness.

William originally thought that the opponent had been severely beaten and was about to find someone who could beat him. When he was about to dodge and attack the guy, the opponent stopped far away and kowtowed desperately.

This made him hesitate - it hadn't been long since he traveled back in time. After telling a few stories and some dirty jokes, he was accepted by the group and became a member of the jail. He didn't go through the stage of establishing his power. Seeing someone like this I feel a little bit uncomfortable.

While he was hesitating, a sound came in his mind.

"The seventh magical creature recognizes you, and the treasure chest is drawn."

A floating transparent frame unfolded in front of William's eyes, a wooden box with an iron lock was opened, and then three pale white transparent cards appeared in front of his eyes - the pictures on the cards were all about the guy in front of him.

[Escape from Monton (R); In the process of helping Harry Potter move, Monton abandoned his teammates, causing serious deviations in the plan.

Skill Escape: Destroy this card and initiate a phantom transformation that cannot be intercepted. 】

[Monton the Stealer (R): After the death of his teammate, Monton sneaked into his home and stole his teammates’ belongings.

With the help of the skill thief; destroying this card will destroy the mechanism in front of you with a high probability. The success rate is related to the complexity of the mechanism. 】

[AWOL Monton (R): During the mission, Monton, who purchased contraband, abandoned his mission goal and had a serious accident.

Skill Distraction: Destroy this card, remind the target of important things, and give up what you are currently doing with a high probability. The success rate is related to the target's strength. 】

After looking at the three cards in front of him, William subconsciously chose an escape with no chance of failure, and then realized something was wrong.

Why did you come up with such a system?

Being able to obtain magic that he could only imagine was enough to surprise him. He even regarded having to spend a year in Azkaban as a necessary price. He was planning to use this time to practice magic, and then take a good look after he was released from prison. Why did this magical world suddenly fail?

Forget it, time travel is already available, it’s not unacceptable for a system to come, it’s all here.

Ignoring the system, William looked at the guy in front of him again.

Two short bow legs, a head of long and messy ginger hair, and a pair of swollen and bloodshot eyes were looking at William eagerly, trying to get rescue from William. The whole person looked pitiful. A minute ago, William Most likely, he would persuade other people in the cell to teach him a lesson and that would be it.

As for William sleeping next to the toilet, he definitely wouldn't care - Jiuzhi was waiting eagerly.

But now, if nothing else, just looking at the three cards William drew, he had the same thoughts about the guy in front of him.

‘How come this guy doesn’t do anything that has anything to do with people? ’

Escape from battle, steal dead teammates' homes, leave without permission - things like this, William has to hide away on rainy days. What if a thunder hits from the sky and misses the mark?

So, after a pause, William spoke.

Mengton's eyes shone with hope, and others also looked over, especially Jiuzhi. He was afraid that William would lose his bed if he relented.

"Okay, that's enough of a beating." William smiled and looked at the inmate.

Mengton's eyes shone with gratitude.

"Always give everyone a chance to reform. There's no point in beating him all the time. Although he planned to lie to us once, he didn't succeed, right?"

The prison boss raised his eyebrows. He felt that he could not let William talk any more. However, William changed his voice and said, "There is an activity called confession over there in Muggles. Nine Fingers, you will play the Muggle profession called priest and let him repent. Try to tell him all the things he thinks are sinful, and it will be enough to collect 300 things."

Three hundred pieces?

Everyone laughed instantly - this is because even the fried cow dung they used to make when they were children is not enough!

Jiu Zhi was also enthusiastic and stood over pretending: "Hurry up and tell us, we will forgive you, but you have to sincerely repent. If you don't say anything, you are still planning to lie to us. Don't blame us for not giving you anything. A chance to repent!”

A few idle people gathered around, saying they were ready to help count.

For a time, the whole cell was filled with laughter and laughter.