From Azkaban To Hogwarts

In Cornwall, a town so small that it cannot be marked on the map, Sirius sat on a chair in the only hotel in the town and hesitated.

"Gold," he called to the newly recruited house-elf, "do we need some advice?"

"I think we can try harder to find it, Master."

The elf hesitated and responded in a less firm tone.

"But what else can we investigate?"

He spread his hands, "We found the legendary haunted village, but now there are other residents in that village, and they are not willing to cooperate with the investigation at all. Even if we use some clever methods, we still don't get what we want. information."

Sirius leaned back as he spoke, "No matter how clever the magic is, no traces will be found after more than ten years. The new town residents are not willing to cooperate at all for the land they got."

"Maybe we could have seen something earlier. More than ten years have passed, let alone disappearances. Even if they are really dead, they can't stop those who need the village's land..."

"I've decided, gold coin, I'm going to write to Moon Face for help!"

Sirius said very firmly, "He is a little better at finding problems than us. To be honest, if he wasn't teaching, I would even want to drag him along!"

Just do it, Sirius spread out the letter paper and started writing enthusiastically.

[Dear moon face;

How have you been recently? But thinking about it, there is no big problem - the professor cannot be locked up.

Well, talking about this, I always think of Professor McGonagall... She is really as stern as ever, and it looks like she makes people feel guilty...

To be honest, I have encountered a little trouble recently - everything in the firm is good, and the income is not satisfactory, but the cases have not been satisfactory...

…

…

yours, faithfully,

Bigfoot]

"Seems a little too help-seeking...but it doesn't matter...we've all seen each other's furry looks."

Sirius finished writing the letter, talking to himself, then sealed the letter and started calling his owl.

——

"Ah... finally... had a good sleep."

In the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George woke up from each other's beds and looked at each other.

The regrown hair and eyebrows look quite satisfactory, and even give people the urge to burn them again - but this is definitely not possible. Only students who are in good health can get hair from Madam Pomfrey. Growth treatments for less important places like this, because many experts on spells believe that too much spelling on hair and eyebrows may cause them to be unwilling to grow back...

"You two can really sleep..." The roommate who was doing papers next to him waved to the two brothers, "Where are your papers? I have to refer to them, Professor William will put them away for reading next class."

"did not do."

The two laughed with pride on their faces.

"Didn't do it? You are not - ***!"

The twins have been pretending to be students for almost a year, and he almost forgot their previous attitudes towards homework!

"Sorry, we're free, at least for this month."

Fred was beaming.

"So, next we're going to go to the kitchen and get something to eat - what do you want?"

George added sarcastically.

The two laughed loudly, and did not stop even after getting the answer. They laughed all the way until they left the door of the lounge, and the laughter was blocked by the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"These two guys..."

Striving for glory for the academy is striving for glory, but if you don't beat them up... it's really hard to live with it!

Although the professor said that fifth graders can go back to the lounge to rest, but what's the use? Which professor doesn't assign a lot of homework and carry so much homework on his body? Who can sleep like the twins for most of the afternoon?

While the two of them were sleeping, the other students were still doing homework there!

Anyway, the two have been playing pranks for five years, and everyone is used to it. Therefore, as soon as the idea of ​​playing a prank on them was raised, the rest of the students suddenly became more interested.

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"Next duelists, Percy Weasley and Penelo Creva!"

The students around the campfire cheered again - although the open-air barbecue is already fun, who would say no to more joy?

The prefects of several colleges met and made a request to the professors to hold a small duel match in the middle of the bonfire. Professor McGonagall readily agreed.

Probably because I have been a spectator for a long time during the day and did not fight enough in the trial. There were so many people who signed up that I even had to be divided into two groups. Fortunately, there were enough professors having a barbecue together today, so there was no need to worry about the students coming out. whats the matter.

Taking advantage of the appearance of the two seventh-year prefects, the professors' attention was attracted. William trotted from the professors' campfire to Hufflepuff House, bypassed several small fires and went directly to the Hufflepuff House. Found Adams who had been here a long time ago.

"Wow, there's corn!"

William snatched the freshly roasted vegetables without mercy, and helped taste the sweet and salty dishes without any courtesy.

Well, it should be brushed with a layer of honey, and the taste is just right - you can always trust Hufflepuff's cooking skills.

"They are grown secretly in the corner of the greenhouse - don't make any noise, there are not many."

Adams whispered, and then began to ask the students to make some chocolate sauce.

"I'll go to the greenhouse to get some more. Is there anything else you want to eat?"

He asked the students around him in a low voice, and then disappeared into the night.

Fortunately, William is no longer a newbie in his first year of teaching, and he teaches many students.

"Corey, can you pass me the onion over there?"

"Just wait over there for a moment, I'll bake it and send it over, Professor."

Although classmate Corey said it nicely, judging from the way he sat by the fire and kept fiddling with it, the child obviously thought that others would burn things.

However, William didn't have much confidence in his cooking skills, so he simply watched the dueling performance over there.

The duel between the two seventh-grade prefects was very artistic. Because they lost some time eating corn, when William watched the duel, the two of them were already fighting quite well - well, it was lively.

It can only be described as lively, but not intense.

Because the two of them didn't use any offensive spells at all, they were almost dueling with transformation spells.

After Percy throws his spell freely, once it hits Penello's Iron Armor Curse, it will explode and fall to the ground, turning into a field of flowers. As for Penello's spell, it will fall on Percy's Iron Armor Curse. , it will turn into a golden bird.

After the two men dueled for a few minutes, the surrounding land was already a sea of ​​flowers, and there were hundreds of sparkling birds in the air. It looked like the two were playing some kind of decoration game, not dueling at all.

If it were anyone else playing like this, William would probably shout stop, but Percy had a hard day today and William didn't bother to do anything if he wanted to have some fun.

But someone still shouted stop.

Professor Flitwick stood up cheerfully, "The duel is over, Creva wins, Weasley loses!"

Percy is miserable...

William realized this immediately, and the roasted corn in his hand suddenly became sweeter.

"A very ingenious spell, Kriva-san's idea is very good."

Professor Flitwick shook his wand cheerfully, and the decorative birds were immediately gathered together, and then the wands fell down towards Percy. The jingling, clanking, and clanging birds quickly defeated Percy. The iron armor curse, and then pecked at his legs and arms.

'You deserve it...playing this in front of the dean and other prefects...'

Not only did William not feel sorry for his student, he even wanted to laugh.

"Professor, your onions are ready. If it's not spicy enough, I have chili powder here!"

No one on the Hufflepuff side paid attention to the duel there. The students even took out the fish from nowhere and roasted it on the fire with great joy.

"The elf didn't send any fish, did he?"

"No, professor, but Thelma and a few students just caught a lot from the Black Lake!"

The enthusiastic Hufflepuff happily endorsed the freshness of the ingredients, while the culprit, Thelma, cheerfully waved to several junior students, indicating that this is what we should do.

Well, fish from the Black Lake…

Wait! Didn’t the fifth graders go back to rest?

It stands to reason that the canteen should prepare another meal for them!

"We called them here secretly. We can't miss any of them at the barbecue party!"

The Hufflepuffs nearby said with serious expressions.

Why are you talking to me about this? I'm a professor! Is that okay to talk about violations?

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"We're back with food!"

Before the twins even got into the lounge, they announced in a loud voice.

"By the way, I have some good news for you all!"

Fred crawled behind George and announced excitedly as soon as he landed.

"Don't be so impatient - we ate in the kitchen!"

Seeing the basket in his hand being snatched away, George not only did not stop him, but also let go and looked at them happily, but for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

"I said…"

Before they finished speaking, they discovered that the classmate standing in the front row had cast a head-bubble spell on them.

Realizing that something was wrong, the two brothers quickly pulled out their wands, but six or seven disarming spells hit them directly, followed by a pile of things they were all too familiar with - big dung eggs.

‘This is a common room, are you crazy? ’

Their eyes were full of despair - they just laughed a few times, what about you?

After a long time, the two desperate brothers were allowed to pick up their wands and find an empty room to apply the Bubble Curse to themselves.

"What's the good news!"

As they fled in confusion, the others asked cheerfully.

"Just wait for us!" the two said harshly as they fled the scene. "Professor McGonagall asked the others to have a bonfire party outside, so there will be no one to manage the castle for at least three hours! Slytherin's fifth graders are probably still Not sure!~"

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“Bell pepper!”

"mushroom!"

“…”

Adams placed all kinds of vegetables, which made William suspect that a certain corner of the greenhouse must have been enlarged by the invisible expansion spell and transformed into a vegetable garden.

But this does not affect his appetite at all, especially since the Hufflepuff students can make all kinds of weird condiments, and the cooking temperature is better than that of other houses - this is completely comparable, Si A bunch of ingredients were burnt over at Leitlin...

Just when he was eating and drinking happily, Lu Ping actually sneaked over.

As Lupine walked by, the students suddenly became nervous. Some of the fifth-grade students sitting around even sneaked to other small bonfires in an attempt to avoid Lupine.

Professors are different from professors. Although Professor Lupine, who was born in Gryffindor, doesn't assign homework or take exams very much, they don't dare to try this kind of non-serious violation.

William didn't notice this, he just felt that Lu Ping was more in line with the situation he saw in the information - he just said, how could so many students who were imprisoned back then not find a place to eat good food?

"Have some bell peppers, Professor Lupin."

William handed him a handful of vegetables, and then used a simple transformation technique to create a seat for Lupine.

"Well, it looks pretty good."

Lupine took it unceremoniously and handed a letter to William.

letter?

William was stunned for a moment, then used magic to deal with the oil stains on his hands, and started to look at the firelight.

【…

No way to start... This is much more difficult than the school's Forbidden Forest. Although Hogwarts is big enough, it still has margins, but I don't know how to find the locations of those missing people...

Don’t be afraid of your jokes, we were even almost thrown dung at, either big dung eggs, or really... because the other party suspected that we were plotting his land...

…]

"us?"

William was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his former prison cellmate had been ransomed by Sirius...

'It seems they get along well...'

William continued reading until the end of the letter.

To put it simply, Sirius was stumped by a case and couldn't find any clues, so he simply asked Lupine for help.

"Let's go out and talk?"

William signaled to Lupine, who left with a bunch of corn just for this purpose.

"I have no idea... After all, it's been too long... More than ten years have passed... There's really nothing we can do... Like Blake, I suspect that it was a wizard who did it. Calculate what happened when the mysterious man was most rampant. I’m not even curious…”

Both of their self-defense professors knew how much of black magic was made from human beings.

Some manipulated dangerous magical creatures will even use humans to make food. This is too normal - even the teaching aids they use today, the trolls, will include humans in their recipes.

Back then, the mysterious man drove the giants, and according to their appetite...a village...

"Pretend to be an explorer, and then spread rumors that a treasure map has been found buried near the village - look through the information and name pirates at will. Then secretly pretend to have discovered something related to those pirates. stuff, tricking people around to dig up the ground...and then use the transformation spell to rummage across a wide area."

"When Muggles start digging, the secrecy of large-scale changes to the landscape will be invalidated... No matter what happens, the bones should still be there..."

William thought about it for a while, and finally came up with the idea of ​​evading the possible bones that the protection law was looking for - it was theoretically feasible, but the unlucky ones who were caught were because the real treasures they unearthed were too valuable, and they had to exchange them after selling too much. Someone reported it during Galleon...