From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Chapter 335 The End of Sirius’s Volunteer Life

"The students are really energetic..."

At the dinner table, Adams communicated with William in a low voice - after taking care of the greenhouse all day, he, a relatively strong man among wizards, was tired.

"yes…"

Looking at the chattering fifth-grade students, William couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to be young. Everyone was tired from playing in the morning and fell down. But after taking a rest, they immediately became lively again."

'That's because other professors also let them take a break in class...'

Adams secretly complained, but did not tell William the truth.

Because William had a lot of fun with the students in the self-defense class in the morning, so many fifth-year professors simply let the students take a break.

To use the original words of the professors in the office - 'I thought about it, I can't let the students study hard when Professor William is not taking exams... There are already enough make-up classes this semester. ’

Thinking of this, Adams shook his head, "In terms of age, you are no different from a student who has graduated a few years ago. You seem to be particularly mature..."

"No, no, no,"

William shook his finger and retorted, "Look over there, at the Gryffindor table, the two most active children."

Adams glanced over there - it was the Weasley brothers who were quite popular in the office. Their case had been spread by many professors.

"What happened to them?"

"I think one year with them can give me three years of work experience," William waved his hand, "So, now I am an old professor with more than five years of work experience."

"Pfft haha..."

Professor Taylor opposite him burst out laughing. Fortunately, William noticed it in time and snapped his fingers to avoid subsequent accidents.

"Thank you~haha~Professor William."

Professor Taylor thanked him while continuing to laugh wildly, "One year is like three years - a very good adjective. If you put it this way, Professor McGonagall has been teaching longer than the principal."

The professors around him started laughing. After all, Professor McGonagall was not at the dinner table today, so everyone could laugh a little more freely.

"Speaking of which, the twins have worked very hard this year, and their grades have improved significantly recently."

"Indeed, we haven't seen them in confinement this year."

"Maybe it's because they are making up for extra classes. After half the weekend is lost, the time they can spend playing pranks is also greatly reduced."

"I think it has something to do with homework. After all, fifth grade students still have enough homework. If they want to complete their homework, they will not have enough time to play pranks."

"That's right—Professor McGonagall's appearance has improved a lot recently. In terms of funding..."

"Ahem!!!"

Coughing interrupted the conversation, and the professors who were chatting happily suddenly became serious, and each of them dealt with the food in front of them seriously. The lively scene just now seemed to exist in a phantom.

Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked towards the professors' table.

"Professor McGonagall is actually so late - did something happen? If she didn't show up at dinner time, she would almost never come."

Adams said softly.

"God knows, how long have I been at school..."

William shrugged his shoulders - all joking aside, he still had a lot to learn, such as Professor McGonagall's timetable and so on.

After all, all professors know that in this school, Professor Dumbledore is basically nowhere to be found in the office...

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"Padfoot, you left during the day after all. It's so good. Why did you think of leaving so late at night?"

In the school hospital, Lu Ping looked at his friend with a puzzled expression, not understanding his choice.

"It's not like I've done anything big. Do I still want to leave during the day to let the students see off? I'm not the Minister of Magic -" Sirius, whose hair has grown full length, has already recovered somewhat from his old self after being recuperated by the food at Hogwarts. So handsome.

While packing his few luggage, he turned around and said, "Instead of leaving in despair during the day, it is better to settle the matter and leave at night. I sneaked in at night, so naturally I have to leave quietly at night."

Putting the books into the box that Lupine helped buy, Sirius whistled, "Besides, don't forget our old business - Hogwarts at night is ours!"

After saying that, he laughed, and Lupine also laughed stupidly. For a moment, the two grown men laughed like fools.

"By the way, does Harry know?"

"I haven't told him yet - actually, I'll go out and settle everything and pick him up directly when he's on summer vacation." Sirius assumed a very reliable posture, "Well, I asked him secretly , he couldn't wait to get away from that horrible Muggle family."

"Believe me, I will take care of everything -" Sirius patted Lupine on the shoulder, "Even a guy like Snotlout can become Dean, what else can't happen?"

"Of course," Lupine would look at you with trust, "When you were studying, the professors thought you could handle everything."

"If everything goes well, I hope to get everything done before the Easter holiday. I hope he can spend that holiday with me." Sirius closed the lid of the box heavily, then picked it up and tried it, "Very It's appropriate, it's time to start a new journey, Remus."

He left the hospital first, with Lupine following him to see him off, and the two of them talked a lot about future reveries and past memories.

"Just come over here, Yueyuanlian."

On the edge of Hogsmeade, Sirius called to Lupin, "You can disapparate over here. I don't want to get into the Shrieking Shack now."

"Well...good luck, Padfoot."

Lupine took a big step forward and hugged Sirius. He tried to sound cheerful and said, "Then I will wait and see your success."

"Of course." Sirius allowed himself to show a proud look, "Well, I won't invite you to be a guest. We will see you on Easter."

He waved with his left hand that was not carrying the box, then turned it very cleverly in a half circle, and disappeared with a snap.

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"By the way, William, how are the preparations for your club going?"

As soon as Professor McGonagall appeared, the topic naturally had to change. While eating dessert, Adams asked curiously while talking about the new flavors created by the students in his club.

"There's not even a shadow -" William hesitated and brought himself a small piece of cake, "Because of the Weasley brothers, this year's fifth grade is particularly difficult..."

Of course, there is another reason that is difficult to explain - this year, the Dark Lord has not shown up to cause trouble until March.

Although it sounds a bit funny, William doesn't dare to take this as a joke. He is indeed burdened with a curse. When it comes to life safety, no amount of precautions can be taken.

The Dark Lord will be resurrected next school year. The information he currently knows is that when Harry was in first grade, the Dark Lord appeared and was beaten away. When Harry was in second grade, the Dark Lord himself Although he did not appear, whether it was the opening of the secret chamber or the appearance of the crown, it was inseparable from him.

Things were already like this, and William really couldn't believe that something related to the Dark Lord wouldn't happen this year.

Originally he thought it was Sirius, the number one Death Eater, who brought about the Dark Lord's conspiracy, but he had nothing to do with the Dark Lord, and the real murderer, Peter Pettigrew, had been a pet in the wizard's family for more than ten years, and even had a close relationship with the Dark Lord. The devil's conspiracy has nothing to do with it.

It's not impossible to involve him forcefully, but it's impossible for William to make fun of his own life...

"Then how are you going to write a recommendation letter to seventh grade students? This letter is no less important than NEWTs."

"Prepare one for students with outstanding performance. After teaching for two years, I still have a certain understanding of their standards - they have come here without a recommendation letter for so many years..."

After all, he is not a student who has passed the exam all the way, so William can only do this - he has just found the way, and this is already the best way.

And to be honest, this group of self-taught children who can go to advanced classes is really reassuring. Except that the success rate is too low, there is nothing to criticize.

While we were chatting, dinner was over.

Since the students had a good day's rest, William also decided to give himself a good day's rest. He followed the other professors to the staff lounge, ready to play cards.

When they arrived at the lounge chatting and laughing with the professor, they discovered that Lupine was already sitting there.

"Professor Lupine, good evening."

William stretched out his hand to say hello to Lupine, and then began to look for snacks from his usual table, holding out a huge pile.

"Some, Professor Lupin?"

William shared it enthusiastically, and then he realized that not only did Lupine not respond to him, but he didn't even seem to hear what he just said hello.

"Huh? Huh? Professor William, how did you...oh, is dinner over?"

Lu Ping looked a little flustered, like a student who made a mistake, which was extremely rare.

"What happened?"

William put the snacks on the big table in the middle for playing cards, and then sneaked over while the other professors were using their wands to move chairs - he was particularly concerned about the anomalies in the castle now, because the damn Dark Lord still refused to reveal his power. tooth.

"Nothing...Sirius left...he left overnight..."

"Blake is gone? His volunteering is over?"

"Yes, so he feels like he needs to move on with his life..."

"Well... do you think it's possible..." William carefully considered his words to make sure that this shouldn't hurt Lu Ping, "because he's afraid of being a free volunteer at the school?"

"How is it possible...Professor McGonagall can't do that!"

Lupine refuted in a low voice - Gryffindor students do not need a reason to support their dean.

'Professor McGonagall can't do it...but Black can do it...'

The volunteer came so suddenly. After a little investigation, William discovered that the twins were not the murderers. Considering the volunteers who were in confinement, he knew directly who the culprit was.

"Well, you should know that, that is the investigation paper..."

Lupine understood instantly - as a Gryffindor, even if he was a graduate, he got the real questions afterwards.

"That one, is it Sirius?"

Lu Ping looked shocked. This was the first time William had seen such an expression in almost a year of working together, "No, he...he..."

It took a long time before he laughed.

"Let me tell you, why did the professor ask him to be a volunteer... It's like... he didn't graduate..."

"No wonder he walked so fast. It turned out to be a guilty conscience!"

Lupine shook his head, stood up, and said to William, "Let's go, Professor William, the card game has begun!"

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'he's gone…'

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry was in a daze looking at the letter in front of him.

His godfather asked an owl to bring him a letter before he left - if it hadn't been for it, Harry would still be immersed in the twins' immersive snowball fight.

"We had guessed it when Professor William didn't come, but when it actually happened, we were still a little unbelievable... That war wouldn't have been so awesome!"

[My dear godson:

I am leaving Hogwarts, this is something that has been planned for a long time...]

"So, what does precise control of the wand mean? The continuous snowballs are more lethal - we are professionals. In the third grade, we have already released snowballs to let them chase people!"

"Of course, Professor Quirrell's incident is over - two years later, we have long found a more professional way to control snowballs!"

[Both the Hogwarts School and the Ministry of Magic are willing to give me some help. I believe this must be a good start...]

"Of course, we need to thank Miss Thelma. If she hadn't been dragging the professor at the end of the line, we wouldn't have had so much free time - she's a good girl."

"Come on, George, you have thrown snowballs at Hufflepuff students all the time, and Miss Selma didn't even hide away!"

"What the professor said, it's academy sparring. We can just control the snowball a little more - although sometimes it doesn't become a snowball and just hits it."

[Walking around in the castle wearing an invisibility cloak is still a bit dangerous after all. That snot-nosed guy has always been a complete Slytherin, so stay away from his office! 】

The combination of the laughter just now and the half-missing and half-loneliness now made Harry somewhat unable to control his emotions.

The gap was too big - he originally wanted to share the twins' story about the snowball fight with Sirius, otherwise he wouldn't have been there to listen so carefully...

'Take another look and write the story into a letter...'

Harry read along the letter.

[There is something I have hesitated about for a long time...]

? ? ?

Harry took a deep breath and looked at the next piece of parchment.

[The investigation about Professor McGonagall that was rumored in the castle was actually done by me! 】

[Ah...I said it...and you don't have to worry about being detained by Professor McGonagall for showing off! 】

Sirius's handwriting was correct - even it was a little sloppy from the excitement of the writer.

[Look forward to the surprise I have prepared for you, Harry! 】

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Harry didn't feel any surprise, he now...