From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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When the seventh-grade students who were not bothered by homework and had spare money and time gathered around the land at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they couldn't help but let out sighs of emotion.

Under the various restrictions of the secrecy law, these children did not realize how much damage the wands in their hands could cause - there was no place outside the school for them to do whatever they wanted, and the protective spells in the school that had been reinforced for generations for a thousand years directly made them bold. The idea stuck.

"Just one day - it's incredible..."

"I'm looking forward to next Wednesday's class more and more... This venue is simply amazing..."

More and more seventh graders were watching, and everyone even went all the way back to call their friends to watch and take photos - the potion to make the photos move was not expensive, and although the cameras were a bit unaffordable for the lower grade students, they had been practicing for more than half a year and were able to use their hands. There is some income there.

Hogwarts, which is a boarding house, cannot be entered and exited at will. Unless they enter a limited number of departments of the Ministry of Magic or have special encounters, after this summer, Hogwarts will only exist in their memories.

According to external legends, the threshold for Hogwarts is much higher than that of the Ministry of Magic. If you try to sneak into Hogwarts, you will have a high chance of entering Azkaban. It is not a boast - the future of the entire British wizarding world lies here, Striker We don't like to joke about this explanation.

"Three Wests and five photos! Do you need any?"

The Ravenclaw seventh-year student has already started trying to start a business, but the sales volume is not good, but his enthusiasm has not diminished at all. While their seventh-year students are leisurely, the sixth-year students are not too busy - there is plenty of follow-up business, so there is no need to panic.

He was right. The sixth graders came over quickly. The area suddenly became a little crowded, but everyone was very orderly. Even the most out-of-touch Gryffindor did not pull out his wand to test the transformed creatures. The impulse of the hardness of the earthen wall.

The reason is simple. Closest to the school, two pillars made of deformed soil have concise and clear words written on them.

"Those who destroy the venue will have to clean the toilets for three days."

A moment of pleasure and three days of toilets were placed on the scale, making the students who were about to move stop their restless wands.

It's not that there are no brave warriors in the school who dare to take advantage of the situation, but those children are still doing papers in the fifth grade and can't spare the time to complete this challenge.

So, by the time it was still dark on Wednesday morning, everything was perfectly preserved.

"It does seem to be effective -" William looked at the venue with the light emitted by the wand and nodded with satisfaction, "Today's venue will definitely give those children a surprise."

Lupine didn't answer, he was busy filling the swamp with his wand.

He got up early, just to let the students feel this sense of reality - many students have tried the swamp these days. If they don't add a little something, how can the fairness of the exam be reflected?

"The freezing trap shouldn't be too much, Professor William?"

"Actually, adding a barrier spell would be more effective - it's still a bit difficult to use a barrier spell to knock seniors into the quagmire, but it won't be that troublesome to link it up."

William said while showing off the little tricks he had learned.

Those who are thieves are most afraid of thieves, and those who can crack traps are also the best at setting traps. Many things learned in Azkaban are not convenient to teach students, but it is quite feasible to let students actually experience the outside world.

"Just arrange these three sides for the fifth, sixth and seventh graders to use - anyway, they are not entering through one passage."

"That's not fair. They should all be arranged. Professor William, lower grades can form teams!"

The two had some arguments about the number of traps, but the problem was not major. William finally decided to give in and let the lower grades also appreciate the charm of traps.

"William! Remus!"

Hagrid shouted from a distance, and then drove the five trolls over with kicks and beatings.

There is no way, Hagrid likes more vicious guys, and creatures like trolls...how should I put it, in the magical world, I can't stand my physique...

Although it is listed as a xxxx-level magical creature, it is a shame for xxxx-level magical creatures - this thing has no magic, has no magic resistance, and cannot cause wounds that cannot be healed.

The reason why it is listed as the terrifying XXXX level is mainly because it is too huge and looks scary.

But in front of Hagrid, they lost their last advantage. Hagrid impatiently kicked these guys without claws or sharp teeth, like herding sheep.

"William, the guy you want!"

Hagrid kicked the last trolls and let them enter the venue along the passage - even so, many measures in the passage were destroyed.

"Thanks, Hagrid."

William shouted at Hagrid - he couldn't help it, those trolls were humming too loudly.

From time to time they will hum and chat, because they have a simple language, but it is not systematic - the Ministry of Magic has tested its intelligence, and after a rigorous test, it was confirmed that this guy is not intelligent. biology.

Their IQ is incomparable to that of dogs. Only some of the smartest guys can become troll security guards after training. The ratio is quite touching.

What makes them even more discriminatory is that humans are also one of their diets, and they actively hunt them.

"Five trolls should be enough, right? They made a mess in my Forbidden Forest."

Hagrid said half-complainingly, "I'm going back first. There are still a large number of magical creatures to be delivered!"

"Those who are capable work hard, thank you for your hard work, Hagrid!"

As William spoke, he easily brought down the giant monsters and used magic to firmly fix the wooden sticks they used as weapons - first graders come first, so the difficulty will definitely be reduced.

"Trolls are still too weak for use by seventh graders - if you ask me..."

Hagrid watched with great interest as William used magic to lift the trolls and then threw them into the middle, trying to introduce some more reliable opponents, but William and Lupine refused after being moved for a while - trolls vs. ordinary people The students have gone too far. If they didn't have two professors who could keep an eye on them the whole time, they would never dare to play like this.

After persuading him to no avail, Hagrid finally left unhappy.

Lupine breathed a sigh of relief next to him, "Oh my God, Hagrid's hobbies have not changed at all after all these years. Listening to his introduction, I doubt that he can get the magical creatures we want within a week, or even use them at all." Not that long.”

He shook his head and began to transform and make stone balls - according to the results of his discussion with William, the team that got the complete stone balls would get full points no matter what mistakes they made on the way.

The deformed stone ball was hung around the monster's neck, looking very funny.

However, those sleeping guys couldn't protest at this moment, and could only let the stone balls fall with their breathing.

"At the end of this game, those children will hate the giant monster to death - because this thing (Lupine pointed to the stone ball he made, which is neither strong nor beautiful) will be awakened by the giant monster ten minutes after they enter. Monsters are smashed. Even in battle..."

"How can perfect scores be so easy?"

William spread his hands, "Seriously, it would be nice to get two or three..."

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Today's breakfast was particularly harmonious - because of the efforts of William and Lupine, the rest of the professors did not have to attend class today.

At the faculty table, except for William, Lupin, and Hagrid, all the other professors were present. Even Professor Singed, who had not eaten breakfast for ten thousand years, was sitting there yawning, and next to him professors are discussing today's excitement.

Yes, watch the fun, and it's not Quidditch.

It was not easy for a professor to call all the students from the seventh grade over. They did not go to see the effect of the course. They were sorry for the vacation that was squeezed out after a long period of class adjustment.

The students were also very interested, especially the Gryffindor table. A group of students almost caused the magic ceiling to change its color - you know, it always only shows the sky.

"Ron, do you think the professor's previous announcement that he would be exempted from the final exam with perfect scores is true?"

"There are still thirty galleons left!"

Ron added, "Although it was not announced publicly, all the students who inquired about the news heard this - maybe we have a chance!"

"Seven grades and seven tracks - it's really generous, but if it's really the same as the senior class, we really don't have to think about perfect scores."

Ron kept insisting on perfect scores, and the classmates around him were no exception. They were not those guys in seventh grade. Thirty galleons were enough for them to spend before Christmas!

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"Look, those guys... are so cute... they remind me of when we were younger."

The twins put their heads together, looking at the students who were dazzled by bonuses and exemptions from exams, with expressions that had seen through the world.

There was nothing I could do about it. The professor on Tuesday inhumanely assigned a bunch of homework, but today was a day that sounded interesting enough. Everyone in the fifth grade had to write until around one o'clock before taking a break.

"The professor simply did one thing after another - first he announced class adjustments, then he showed the competition venue, then he said he would be exempted from the exam, and finally he offered bonuses. The poor students were manipulated by him."

Fred pretended to be lyrical, looking like I had seen through all the secrets.

"But the money is real - Percy got another teaching assistant fee, that big head..."

George refuted weakly.

"Yeah - so why not let the fifth graders form a team? If we do it together, there should be no problem with the bonus, right?"

"It's really no problem over there..."

George tilted his head and pointed at Hermione, who was sitting quietly over there - "If you ask me, Hermione will definitely get one of the full marks. If Percy's big head hadn't been used as a teaching assistant, it would also be counted as one. Two. Didn't the senior Colin say that when he was in solitary confinement at Filch, Professor William received a lot of galleons with the approval slip."

"It's really enviable... If we hadn't met Professor William, we would have..." Fred said with emotion, "We would have finished fifth grade without any worries!"

"Review well... When the exam is over, I want to remove the toilet seat in the school and give it to the professor!"

“You’re going to be killed by your mother—but count me out!”

The two encouraged each other.

At the other end of the table, Hermione, who was considered by almost everyone to get perfect scores, was trying hard not to fall asleep.

Her schedule was severely disrupted, but she still had insomnia yesterday - the venue and the challenge were no big deal to her, but why did she get exempted from the exam yesterday?

At the Hufflepuff dining table, people turned their attention to Cedric, the fifth-year prefect. Judging from his usual results, he was almost certainly number one.

"Are you sure?"

"It's very difficult...the professor's question is not that easy to solve..."

Cedric shook his head, "Have we not been tested enough this semester? When will the professor let us get high marks easily?"

People around shook their heads - there is no such thing as high scores. It is normal for a few passing students to appear occasionally. Even if the recent questions are easier, there are no O's, otherwise the Gryffindor twins Why did you improve so quickly in this course?

"that's true…"

The fifth graders sighed with emotion - they were the students that Professor William most deliberately persecuted, and they knew the professor's methods better than anyone else.

"Hey... well, if you don't want to eat pumpkin pie, can you move over?"

A discordant sound suddenly came from the sighing crowd.

“Selma… there’s a big exam today!!!”

The prefect had a look on her face that showed the child was hopeless. She scolded her while pushing the plate and poking her with her hand.

Everyone at the Ravenclaw table is normal, eating and drinking as they should.

Based on the usual results, and based on the pie that was announced this time, everyone calculated that there is no chance of getting a perfect score - okay, then just go to class and don't think about the things you have and don't have.

"Are you interested in suppressing it for a while?"

The senior glanced at the professor's table and became interested when he noticed that no one was watching.

"Just for fun, the upper limit is one Galleons!"

"The maximum score for Gryffindor is two, Slytherin will pay two for one, Hufflepuff will pay three for one, and our house will pay five for one! If you fail, you will pay ten!"

"This house is so high, are you from Ravenclaw?"

"I'm happy to support our hospital and lose money!" The senior rolled his eyes and said, "Whether we can win or not, it doesn't matter." Are you a Ravenclaw? ’

The Slytherin side was the busiest.

After all, three years ago, they were all winners of the Academy Cup - although the three new grades are all very weak, there is a high probability that the Academy Cup will not be played this year, but at least the previous children did not graduate.

It's time to let these new and unsatisfied guys know the glory of Slytherin House.

If we don't let them see it, future students may not even know about their consecutive championships back then! These kids have no idea how valuable six consecutive championships are!

Big exam? This is what you want!

Little brats in third grade and below are hopeless!

It is our duty to restore the glory of Slytherin!

"It's almost class time!"

The door to the auditorium opened at some point, and Professor William came in at some point. He stood next to the staff table and looked at all the students.

"Everyone line up under the leadership of the prefect - our classes will begin soon!"

ps: It will be updated during the day tomorrow... Sure enough, no matter what the reason is, it will only become more stuck at night...