From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"That little guy Flitwick will go crazy with jealousy," the old professor chuckled, grabbing the crown placed on the principal's desk with his remaining arm, "Who told him to retire too early?"

Even at this critical moment, William still couldn't resist teasing Professor Kettleburn.

'How old is Professor Flitwick? Why don't you save some face for him...'

"I have to say, it's better to leave something from Hufflepuff. Look at how broken Ravenclaw's crown is..." The old professor muttered and put the crown on his head - -William noticed that Dumbledore had already taken out his wand, ready to release magic at any time.

"Albus," the old professor's voice sounded.

"Sylvanus, how are you feeling?" Dumbledore's tone was obviously tense, something William had never seen before.

"You promised me a salary increase last year, but now there's no increase!"

‘What time has it been, Professor, are you still in the mood to talk about this! ’

But Dumbledore's expression clearly relaxed, "What else?"

"Oh, by the way, I have been teaching for sixty-three years. Don't let Minerva keep complaining about me being retained for inspection once a year!"

"That's great, Sylvanus, I'll talk to Minerva," Dumbledore's joy could no longer be concealed, "Is there anything else important?"

"The Weasley brothers stole a salamander from my class today. They asked questions while I was counting it, causing me to get the numbers mixed up!"

‘Why are you always there? ’

William, who was speculating on the effect of using the crown, was shocked by what the professor spat out - if he remembered correctly, although he had reduced the confinement for a week, the two of them were still in confinement, right?

William was not the only one to have a headache, Dumbledore's smile also froze.

"Minerva came to me today to discuss whether to get a small trophy or something for the two of them." Dumbledore's hand that was not holding the wand couldn't help but touch his forehead, and he rushed forward without turning his head. Looking at William, he said, "Professor William, why don't you make a trip later and find that salamander..."

"Good professor."

Considering the reaction of Professor McGonagall, who was satisfied with the reform of the Weasley brothers, upon hearing the news, William agreed very happily.

"It's almost done, Sylvanus," Dumbledore squeezed the wand tightly, "I think you can put it down."

The old professor put down his crown with a bit of reluctance and said with a relaxed expression, "It seems I can accept Flitwick's envy."

"We still need to do an examination, Silvanus," Dumbledore said with a relaxed expression, but his wand was tightly squeezed. "Professor William, can you please come?"

"Of course," William pulled out his wand and put it on the table, "Professor Kettleburn, please, if you really can't control it, don't slap him in the face."

The old professor laughed and didn't respond.

William stared at the wooden hand of the old professor and used the most stable inspection method to complete the basic test. "No problem, I'm going to use the wand to test, professor."

There are still no problems with the spell casting test.

"No signs of being controlled were found, but the same was true last time Mr. Filch did the test."

"Severus just checked the memory," Dumbledore explained, "Professor Kettleburn, you can use William's wand to retrieve the memory first, okay?"

Without any problems, Professor Kettleburn took out his memory and placed it in the pensieve in Dumbledore's office.

William became the memory tester without hesitation - if they had a problem, no one in the wizarding world would dare to say that their rescue could be more timely than Dumbledore's, but if Dumbledore was tricked, William felt that he would not even be able to help the school. Can't get out.

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William touched the water with his wand, and the memory of the pensieve unfolded instantly. Although it was a memory from the past few minutes, it was still quite fresh from another perspective.

But when the old professor put on the crown, the originally peaceful memory suddenly became chaotic, and the picture was divided into countless fragments - this made William immediately sound the alarm.

"Professor Dumbledore! Memory has changed!"

The moment he shouted, countless bandages stretched out from the chair Professor Kettleburn was sitting on, tightly controlling him there, and a bubble-like film immediately rose up around the crown.

"No way, Albus, I think everything is fine!"

The old professor was tied up quite firmly, and he complained to the two of them in a dissatisfied tone.

"I informed Severus and Minerva. They will be here shortly. Please bear with me, Professor Kettleburn."

Dumbledore comforted the old professor and said to William, "Professor William, please check if there are any strange instructions in that crown."

"I'm afraid I can't do it, Professor," William would smile bitterly. His memory was so broken that he could make dumplings. How could he look at this?

But soon Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape rushed over together, and as soon as they arrived, they found Professor Kettleburn tied to a chair.

"Oh my god," Professor McGonagall sighed, "Professor Kettleburn, what are you going to feed that phoenix again?"

Professor McGonagall quickly looked around the office, "Nothing was burned - so this time you tried to let the phoenix hatch the dragon egg?"

"Or did you bring some dangerous birds and try to breed new ones?"

'I thought I heard something extraordinary. ’

William swallowed silently - he almost forgot the old professor's profession!

He didn't know what the Professor of Care of Magical Creatures, an old professional professor, had raised, but the dog raised by Hagrid, an amateur, bit Professor Snape until he was lame for half a month. William had heard of this several times. version!

"Ahem, Minerva, that's all in the past." The old professor's expression showed no trace of the embarrassment of being tied up. "I called you here this time to prove your innocence. My memory is that Little William said... Problems, but I don’t feel like there’s anything wrong with me.”

Professor McGonagall did not reply, but Professor Snape walked over quickly and stood opposite William with a look of disgust on his face. He stared at the picture that was broken into countless pieces and thought for a while, and then tentatively lit the wand on on the screen.

Nothing happens.

Afterwards, there were several spells and several attempts - I don't know which method worked in the end, and the messy fragments finally turned into countless pieces of memories that passed according to normal time.

Then William received another look of contempt.

"Memory has been accelerated, and hundreds of memories are speeding up thinking at the same time, Dumbledore," Professor Snape introduced his discovery in a tone that said it was easy to discover with little effort, "If I guessed correctly, it should be that The influence of the crown.”