From Azkaban To Hogwarts

It is impossible for the examiners to start the exam right after they arrive. That would be against the rules.

Although it is impossible for the school to provide students with benefits for cheating, the work that needs to be done still needs to be done.

Check every corner of the examination room, apply various anti-cheating spells, re-confirm that the test papers will not be affected by common cracking spells, and use various rituals to disable common cheating magic items that will not be spread to the outside world. .

The school will not interfere in any of them to ensure the authority of the results - the reason why OWLs results are recognized by the wizarding community around the world depends on these members of the Examination Authority who cannot be influenced by the Ministry of Magic.

"Why are you more worried than me..."

William looked at Lupine in his office who couldn't even eat chocolate, and couldn't help but laugh, "Your students can't take exams, why are you so anxious?"

"That's the Order of Merlin!"

Lupine looked like he hated steel. He, a poor wizard who has spent half his life in the gray area at the bottom of the magical world, knows the importance of the Order of Merlin better than anyone else. That is proof that the British magical community is endorsing you, even if it is purely Even if you want to get it, you need to pay a lot of money - when the Ministry of Magic was in financial difficulties, it took heaps of galleons to get such a medal that represented recognition.

"You are a professor at Hogwarts."

William leaned forward and spread his hands on the table, "Professor Lupin, don't take that medal too seriously."

"You don't understand at all, Professor William. There is still a little time before the self-defense test. Maybe we can prepare some test papers..." Lu Ping simply stood up from the chair, "That is the Order of Merlin. I swear, when When you wear it on formal occasions, you will realize how important it is!”

"Alas..." William spread his hands. If he didn't come up with something real, Lupine would probably have been obsessed with the medal. He originally planned to use it after the exam to stimulate Lupine not to leave his job at will.

"We have to close the door," William said, adding a sound-blocking spell and magic lock to the door.

After casting the spell again to confirm that there was no problem, he began to rummage in his drawer.

After a while, a large pile of letters appeared on the table. William pointed to the pile of letters and motioned to Lupine to take a look.

"This is?"

Lupine opened the first letter—the symbol on it was familiar to him.

He worked for three years in an amulet shop with this logo, earning half the salary of a normal wizard, but at least the other party was willing to provide him with a job.

Out of curiosity, he opened it and looked at it, then put it down without even taking a second glance.

"Two hundred galleons per month as a consulting fee, just to put my name on his store?"

Lupine put down the letter, "This is outrageous..."

"What's more, take it apart slowly and take a look..."

"A crash course in self-defense magic? What kind of organization is this - why haven't I heard of it? Three hundred galleons a month...days, just take one class on the weekend?"

"Is this French?"

Lu Ping stammered as he translated, "One month of summer classes, three classes a week, asking price...Are they crazy, a thousand Galleons?"

"You can earn pure blood money and experience the self-defense magic education from Hogwarts during the summer - you know, we have Dumbledore after all." William smiled, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, "Pure A Hogwarts-style education, I bet they could charge thousands more Galleons for tuition alone if I actually went there."

"It's almost all this kind of thing behind - there is no formal organization. After all, I haven't stayed at Hogwarts long enough, and some people will worry that I suddenly can't stay any longer..." William said while sealing the letters with his wand. Destroying these gadgets, "There is a serious letter, inviting me to join the International Anti-Black Magic Organization. Unfortunately, I know a lot of black magic. It's a bit embarrassing to join..."

The purpose of collecting these letters was to use those numbers to stun Lupine. He would not go there, and he was not short of galleons. Although it would probably not mean anything if he went to Professor McGonagall, it would be too disgraceful. .

To be honest, if it weren't for those letters, William wouldn't even know that there is correspondence education in the magical society - he originally thought that the entire magical world either went to a magic school or received a traditional wizard education like him, but those strange letters Tell him the fact that not every wizard can go to a magic school (note).

"Professor Lupin," William disposed of the last letter, transformed all the scraps into an irrecoverable ball of paper, and then threw it aside, "Theoretically, every British wizard can enroll in Hogwarts. But the position of professor requires the selection of the best from the entire British wizarding society."

"To be honest, if the school hadn't been so short of professors, we probably wouldn't have been able to enter Hogwarts as adults - have you heard about the curse spread in this class before you enrolled, right?"

Lupine was silent for a moment, and finally nodded - how could he not have heard of it? The fact that Lockhart had to be transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital due to memory magic was eaten by newspapers dipped in steamed buns for several days. But the last words he left for the entire magical world.

"But what if I tell you that the curse is real?"

"real?"

"Yes, it's not a rumor, but a real curse. I only felt the power of the curse recently when I was researching the blessed elixir -"

Now that he was ready to reveal everything, William naturally also revealed the excuse he had prepared long ago.

"A vague, uneasy feeling lingering around my body," William opened his hand, "It's like the feeling of being wrapped in luck after drinking the elixir. If I hadn't been cursed, it would I did a little research and started to gradually understand the magic potion of Fuling Elixir, but I couldn't find that feeling at all."

Only those who are cursed and are better at curses and potion research than him can expose this lie. He is not afraid of being exposed at all.

"But obviously there is no way to admit this kind of thing to the outside world. This is the curse left by the Dark Lord, and you and I both know that he is still alive now——"

The news that the Dark Lord appeared in the castle and even possessed the back of a former professor's head had spread so widely that any professor who was willing to inquire would know some inside information, and it was impossible for Lupine not to know.

"So -" Lupine looked at William with helpless eyes, "In order to find ways to deal with the Dark Lord, I have to stay, right?"

…

Why are you, a Gryffindor, wearing Ravenclaw clothes?

The emotions haven't been laid out yet - it's scattered and lacks an outline to integrate the ideas, and it has achieved the purpose of persuasion. You are playing tricks like this!

"Yes... to be honest, the students need you, Lupin - they were all harmed by Professor Lockhart last year, and you took over for a year. You should know what they learned last year."

"But I told Dumbledore before I came here that I will only work for one year - my last lesson is already scheduled to be about werewolves."

"Leave it to Headmaster Dumbledore, he will take care of everything."

Of course, this kind of thing must be left to the omnipotent principals - they are just professors who are diligent and hard-working. Even if they successfully complete their tasks by giving good classes and leading students well, how can the outside world accept Lu Ping's continued appointment? Of course it depends on the principal.

"All right…"

Lupine finally made a decision hesitantly, and left William's office full of worries - the plan to leave firmly was cancelled, and now he is even more confused.

He didn't remember his purpose until he reached the door.

"Well, it's about the medal."

"Believe in the students -" William's face was full of confidence and happiness, "They will handle everything!"

——

No matter how many students wish the exam would come a little later, no matter what homework they regret about not finishing, the exam still comes with time that won’t stop.

"George..."

Fred was sitting on the chair, and his butt seemed to have been cast by some strange spell. It rubbed against him from time to time, and he couldn't sit still at all.

"I'm nervous too... damn... I didn't feel this way during the final exam last year..."

George also seemed to be under a curse, and the comfortable chair turned into a brazier, making it impossible for him to stop moving.

The tension between the two caused the entire Gryffindor House to be in a low mood - originally, the twin brothers were there to relieve everyone's tension before exams, and they could always use those funny jokes and some harmless magic. Props make everyone happy before the exam and not worry about what will happen if they fail the exam. But today, the two took the lead in being nervous, which made everyone really...

But being nervous couldn't stop the passage of time. It didn't take long for the fifth graders and the seventh graders to be taken to the foyer together, waiting for the auditorium examination room inside to be decorated.

"We have to do something!"

The unfamiliar nervousness made the twins unsteady. While making eye contact with each other, the two finally nodded in confirmation, and then walked to the edge of the hall.

They drew each other's wands, then faced each other, took five steps back, and bowed.

"Let's get started, George..."

"Okay, my brother."

The two of them pulled out their wands and prepared to cast an iron armor spell on themselves at the same time. Then they looked at each other and gave up.

"There are many obstacles!"

It was almost the same spell again. The two people who did not defend or dodge were directly knocked to the ground by the magic, and then struggled to get up.

The nearest students immediately gathered around to watch - they were more or less nervous, and they would not let go if something diverted their attention.

The gathering crowd quickly attracted the attention of the prefects, and Percy, who was still planning graduation arrangements there, was also quickly alerted.

"What are you doing!"

He shouted, then quickly pushed aside the crowd and entered the circle, and saw a scene that surprised him.

His two twin brothers were dueling each other, laughing while attacking each other.

"Nonsense!"

While scolding, he pulled out his wand and flicked his wrist. The next moment, Fred was hung head-down, while George was followed closely by the petrification spell and was fixed in place.

Percy quickly took off their wands, then put Fred down, used his wand to summon a bandage and tied it tightly, and threw it at the foot of the wall. George followed.

"Today is exam day!"

Percy first knocked the onlookers back, then squatted helplessly in front of the two of them and complained softly.

"What on earth are you thinking!"

"We're just - a little nervous..."

"Fortunately, we didn't disturb the examiners inside - if the examiners find out, you'll have to spend time in confinement before the summer vacation!"

Percy whispered to the two of them, and then suddenly heard the noisy crowd suddenly quieting down.

The twins' faces that were still smiling suddenly turned pale - no way, Percy, the big mouth, was right, Professor McGonagall is really here?

But they soon felt relieved, as Professor William's voice rang from a long distance away.

"Oh my god - why are you surrounding so many people?"

William nodded to the students who made way for him, walked over quickly, and then saw three red hairs.

"What are you..."

Looking at Percy standing and the two big rice dumplings lying at the foot of the wall, William looked curious - what were these two unlucky children doing?

"The two of them were just dueling, Professor."

Percy quickly solved William's doubts.

"Okay, there are indeed enough spectators here, and it's a good place for a duel - but have you forgotten that you have an exam today?"

William walked over quickly, squatted down in front of the twins, and poked the bandage with his finger.

"Percy, you are becoming more and more proficient in using magic. It is a perfect spell. I believe that this skill alone will be enough for you to join St. Mungo's."

He tapped the two unlucky children again, and the bandage began to break from where his finger pointed. The two struggled to climb out of the bandage.

"It's time to take the exam, don't mess around!"

William looked at them, shook his head, and then stood in the corner and looked at all the students.

"I always felt that there was something I didn't tell you last night, but I thought about it for a long time. In the past teaching, I have taught you all the content that can successfully pass the exam and even outside the exam - to be honest, if Someone says you can’t pass the exam, so I want to duel with him.”

"However, until I finished breakfast, I still felt that something was wrong. It wasn't until just now that I remembered that I forgot a very important thing, which is to remind some little fools that they may have forgotten to remember their daily auxiliary memories. Some notes were left behind.”

"To be honest, the exam is a very serious matter, and we have spent enough time preparing for it. It is a silly thing to delay ourselves for a little negligence, so,"

William smiled and exaggeratedly rummaged through his pockets, cuffs and even where he kept his wand.

"Quick, quick, be careful, check carefully to see if there is anything forgotten that might cause you to fail the exam!"

As he spoke, he conjured up a big bag, "I will pass through you, throw things in, and pick them up after the exam. Maybe I can get some preserves from the poor professor's inventory - of course, I I don’t recommend that you take too much, because your professor’s inventory is really low.”

As he spoke, he walked through the students and walked back and forth three times before he put away his pocket without even looking inside.

"Good luck everyone, I'm optimistic about you!"

William waved to the students and then left with a smile.