From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"What did these two honest boys write..."

William sat across the table, reviewing the papers, and was stunned by the long and long answers.

He had heard a story before about a certain game in which official tank data was leaked because he was dissatisfied with the British tank data. He was shocked for a while, but he didn't expect to encounter it today - as the difficulty of the problem increased, the two children There are obvious systematic answers in the answer sheet - judging from their age, it is obviously not something they can study by themselves.

'Outrageous...'

William couldn't help but look at the two children who were answering the questions - ordinary wizards would not be able to be so knowledgeable. Only the top students of each grade can perfectly express those systems and contexts in words on the test paper. come out.

But the two of them obviously haven't realized this problem yet, and are thinking hard about the new test paper.

Compared with the paper in William's hand, the paper in their hands was more difficult. William tried it as a career guidance question for seventh grade students. Judging from the results - it was already so difficult that there was no need to count the pass rate.

'If that answer is even more perfect... I guess the professor from Durmstrang will challenge me for a duel...'

Although it’s a bit confusing to say this, what makes a school an education system is actually that simple – determine the direction of training students and the approximate results to be achieved, and then use courses to guide students’ growth.

Although the spells look cool, except for the core spells, the focus of the other spells has no impact. Most of the spells can be replaced by other spells with similar effects.

For example, William's specialty is potions - it is not so important which potion to learn. What is important is to master the basic rules of potions and be able to apply them flexibly through potions from simple to difficult.

When you understand the core content, the cooking methods for most potions are almost the same. Just like Gobalot's third law for antidotes, the antidote for a mixed poison is greater than the sum of the antidote for each individual component. Understanding it thoroughly On this point, those exclusive antidotes are nothing more than a way to reduce costs for you, and it doesn't hurt even if you can't remember them.

If you can teach one kind of potion and know another potion, then the student will probably only be able to pass the OWLs exam. It is almost impossible to continue to develop as a failed pharmacist.

But here's the problem, because the two children's qualifications are far from mediocre, so they have received the education of Durmstrang's training system almost perfectly, and when talking about questions, their answers are clear--but It can be said that the school management is too strict and the confidentiality is too good. Although they are all studying black magic, they have not officially come into contact with the dark side of the magical society.

'Sure enough... the liar who took all the money from the cell should continue to stay in Azkaban...'

For no reason, William thought of the liar he had taught him a lesson.

While thinking about what he was talking about, he put away the papers and watched the two of them continue to deal with the questions. Because of the long time to answer the questions, the other professors had already completed the questions and exchanges one after another, and were answering the questions. Durmstrang's education level is recognized, and it is still continuing on their side.

Professor Baker has cast his eyes here many times, obviously dissatisfied with the sets of papers.

He could even imagine what Professor Baker was saying - one set of papers wasn't enough? Are the professors at Hogwarts so unwilling to admit defeat? What's the use of having a few extra sets of papers?

Seeing that the professor could no longer bear it, William had no choice but to interrupt the two students who were struggling to add answers.

"Okay, extra additions may not necessarily make the answer better. I think today's assessment will end here."

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"...Just come over here."

The professor opposite made a voice that sounded like nature - before Doris was about to suffocate, a magic spell cut off the rope that was holding her throat like a savior.

If she had heard such words from the beginning, she would never have acted like this.

But as my feet sank deeper and deeper into the quagmire called papers, and my lungs were compressed and I couldn't breathe, I really couldn't accept the next sentence, "Let's take some more challenging papers." ’

The last question had exhausted her, and she didn't even dare to listen to the results. But for this one, even if there was no result, she still had a clear understanding - even if it was a failed P , even beyond her reach.

If Professor Baker hadn't been there, and if it hadn't been for Durmstrang's consistent high-pressure school rules, she would have liked to collapse on the ground and use some special action to celebrate the end of the nightmare.

'The number one next door should be...'

The thought came to her mind and she heard an almost inaudible gasp.

'So you are also in such a mess...'

Such thoughts could not help but emerge, and were interrupted by a sudden sound.

"Professor William," Professor Baker's voice was very recognizable, even in English. Doris couldn't help but become nervous, and subconsciously restored her usual expression.

"Thank you for your patient testing. I think they will be very grateful for this communication."

Professor Baker said sincerely, "But what are their grades? Well, speaking of them, they are all the top ten children in fifth grade, so they should be pretty good, right?"

'You should have gone to the Ministry of Magic instead of staying as a professor at Durmstrang... You can't fool the fraudsters in Azkaban...'

William replied kindly while slandering, "Generally speaking, they have a very solid foundation in black magic and dueling - but your school's war magic is not something I can comment on... Well, they are very talented. Two kids.”

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"How do you feel?"

After Professor Baker and the students left, Professor Corey asked with a smile.

"There is no doubt that top students were picked out - and I can't tell what preparations were made. The questions asked were extremely tricky."

"Yes, compared to those students, our own preparations are so poor. It seems that our friends have made enough preparations. It is really a warm welcome."

"If I'm not wrong, they probably want to make us look bad. I don't think there's much of a problem with putting this list on the Warriors reserve list for next year's Triwizard Tournament."

"Yes, but Professor William is still cruel - five test papers, or six?"

"Five." William replied implicitly, "A very friendly test. The other person is good at English, which saves me a lot of work - it would be a big trouble if I need to communicate in German."

"It is indispensable to use German," Professor Corey waved his hand. "For the principle of friendly communication, the library must be open for a few days. After all, they are going to Hogwarts next year and they are waiting for us to open it too."

Sure enough, just like what Professor Corey said, not long after the exchange, Professor Baker came over and gave a friendly notice - 'Due to the friendly exchange, the school library is now open. Professors, if you are interested, you can Go over there and see Durmstrang's rare collection of books. ’

Of course, according to Professor Baker, some older and more bloody books involving black magic are banned even in Durmstrang, so there is no way to check them for the time being. This matter requires the understanding of the professors at Hogwarts. .

"They're so picky," Professor Corey shook his head, "They've always been like this. Unlike Hogwarts, the restricted book area really bans books."

…

Don't let the eldest brother laugh at the second brother...

"Finally the benefits of visiting." Adams whispered beside William, "Although Professor Corey said this and that, Durmstrang's library is still quite good, with many precious books. . William, which one do you want to see, I might be able to help - I’m pretty good at self-taught German.”

"That's great," William said sincerely. Although he had been conducting assault training for a while, his speech was stammering and his writing was far from good. It would take a lot of effort to find it by himself.

"Books about war magic and dirty ones are all..." Although the books are preserved with the help of magic, that only delays the age of the book's scrapping, and the traces of use are still there.

"It's about black magic. It's okay if the name looks evil or abnormal, but if it's too dirty, forget it."

He doesn't quite understand the system of war magic, so he naturally wants to be more basic. As for black magic, he tends to be more high-end - probably because of being discriminated against. Once people who study black magic have a chance to perform, they will be more... well, Strong desire for expression.

"There are also duels. Let's get some of these. Duels in Hogwarts are not separated separately, and there are very few reference books."

"So much? Have you finished reading?"

Adams opened his mouth wide - normally, when choosing a book you like, it would be good if you can read at least half of it before finishing the exchange. Especially for a poor German speaker like William, it would be difficult to read even one book. There are so many books. , do you want to see the catalog?

"look?"

William also stared at Adams - No, what are the quills and parchment used for? Isn't transcribing information a normal operation?

"You didn't copy it?"

"Copy it, but those books... are too tiring to copy..."

In Adams's surprised eyes, William took out a large number of shorthand quills - a must-have for class, which he always carried with him.

"This kind can copy specified content, which is quite easy to use."

"Thank you, William, but you-"

He choked in mid-sentence, because William took out a bunch of quills again.

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"Excellent performance."

In an empty classroom with a burning fireplace in Durmstrang, Professor Baker was sparing no effort to praise the student unions who cooperated with the performance.

"We are old rivals with Hogwarts," he looked at the students. "We have been competing from nearly a thousand years ago to now."

"So, we cannot admit defeat to the people of Hogwarts in any area, absolutely not."

"Principal Karkaroff is aware of everyone's efforts and promised in advance that the benefits to all students will be gradually realized after the start of the next semester."

"We are different from Hogwarts, we are far nobler than them -"

Professor Baker laughed, but was interrupted by the coughs of the portraits around him.

He immediately recognized the problem - in today's environment, such a statement was simply incorrect.

Although Durmstrang does not recruit Muggle-born students, under the current circumstances, their school cannot discriminate against Muggles.

Because something like this happened, he suddenly lost all interest.

"Okay, go back and don't communicate privately with the professors at Hogwarts. This is against the rules."

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"It's the same old thing again."

The friend next to Doris shook his head and imitated in a low voice, "We are far nobler than them - the only people you can see in Hogwarts are Slytherins, but those idiots in Slytherin can actually tolerate them being with a bunch of Muggles." Going to school, they never realize that this in itself is a denial of their pure blood.”

"Shh, keep your voice down, if you find out, you'll have to clean the toilet!"

"I'm not afraid!" Having said that, the imitating girl still lowered her voice, but the imitation continued. "What Slytherin himself pursues has already been realized in Durmstrang. Here is the real magic. School!"

After imitating the key points of the speech that resulted in a hundred galleons fine in one breath, she commented in a low voice, "Say this and fine him at the same time, it's like despising Grindelwald while secretly marrying him. Schools banding together – really…”

"Keep your voice down, Krum is still here! He doesn't like Grindelwald!"

"How come you are so afraid of him to get first place! You are obviously just a little bit behind - and what Grindelwald said is so good, wizards unite!"

She pretended to be an imitator, and then she couldn't help complaining, "Obviously Grindelwald himself doesn't discriminate, but the school is proudly using Grindelwald's name while doing different things. It's really..."

"That's right!~" She thought about it, "Speaking of which, the Professor William who tested you looks pretty..."

Anger burned instantly.

Doris clenched her fists tightly - "If he appears here, I will punch him down and give him a set of all the curses I can think of!"

"Isn't that true? Is he harassing you?"

"How is that possible? What do you sixth graders think about all day long?"

"That is?"

"Damn papers! Disgusting papers! So many scary papers!" Doris couldn't hold back her voice, "The papers are simply terrible!"

"You are in second place! That's not the case, is it?"

"you try!"

"It's just a few papers - you are just too nervous in the course, that's why you are like this!"

"Krum is about the same."

"He still has competitions and is even more nervous. Speaking of which, next year is the best time for you to win first place. Klum has to compete, and it may be too late."

"Maybe...but I don't expect that kind of victory."

"Okay...I'm going to find Professor Baker."

"Why are you looking for him?"

Doris was puzzled - Professor Baker was famous...

"I'm going to try those papers and see what it is that makes Doris and Klum swoon together."