From Azkaban To Hogwarts

It took Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall a long time to select three suitable candidates from among the prisoners.

After all, you are choosing a professor. Even if you have been selected as low as Azkaban, you must first eliminate unsuitable candidates.

Serious criminals will definitely not be considered. Among minor criminals, thieves, liars, robbers, and those who come in due to gender issues will not be wanted, let alone those with gender issues.

Otherwise, in such a big Azkaban, how could it be possible for William to take the lead?

While William was struggling, the two professors were also struggling. To create such a big scene, if the first three candidates all reject, then they can only choose again from the unsuccessful ones - but that will make things more troublesome.

Fortunately, they got the answer quickly.

"I figured it out, Professor Dumbledore."

William took a deep breath to calm himself down and said:

"But I have a request. The name of this course must be changed. It may be called Self-Defense, Anti-Curse Research, or even Auror Preliminary Training or Striker Rapid Training. It must be renamed. My appointment letter, class schedule, student class schedule, admission notice for new students, and even the names within the Ministry of Magic have all been changed to the new name for this course."

"Of course, I will communicate with the Ministry of Magic. Then, welcome to Hogwarts."

Dumbledore smiled and spread his hands on the table.

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The clothes that were taken away when he was imprisoned, the wand that was taken away, a few small things that he brought with him and a book.

These things sealed in the boxes by magic were brought over one after another and placed in front of William, exactly as they were when they were taken away.

The beater became amiable. The guy who was specially asked to help William complete the procedures for getting out of prison helped William complete all the procedures for getting out of prison, contacted the boat to leave the outdoor desert island, and even offered William a considerate Half an hour was left to say goodbye to the inmates.

To be precise, the striker even asked William if he wanted the dementors to visit his cell in advance before going in to say goodbye to the inmates one by one, but William declined his proposal.

Without bringing anything with him, William returned to his cell easily with the help of the beater, attracting unanimous greetings from everyone in the cell.

"What do you mean, you're going to Hogwarts?"

The big one stood out, his face full of joy.

"Yes, going to Hogwarts."

The cell instantly felt like it was exploding, and everyone's eyes were full of envy, wishing they could take their place immediately - for these mortals in Azkaban, there was nothing more desirable than freedom.

William himself couldn't hold back his feelings. The feelings he was suppressing in front of Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Striker and others seemed to be lit on fire in his buttocks. The feeling of wanting to fly to the sky every minute could no longer be suppressed.

He simply stopped pretending and opened his mouth, showing a bright smile that he had never seen in his life.

"It's time to go out!"

He quickly ran to his bunk, pulled open the pillow case, took out seven or eight pieces of candy left over from usual times, put it directly into the big man's hand, and threw the pillow far away on the nine-finger bed. .

There was a pile of manuscripts next to the pillow. He pulled out the diaries and gave the remaining pile of papers to the prison boss along with the manuscripts. He then kicked his shoes with a smile and gave the gold coins to the new house elf.

It was the turn of the guy who always talked back. He didn't have much on his body anymore, so he simply took off his shirt and gave it to this guy: "Lower your temper, the sentence is so long, you have to change the cell leader, be careful before messing with him again." A few beatings.”

When the batter came to remind him at the agreed time, William went out barefooted and bare-armed, carrying a money bag - which contained all of his savings and diary, plus thirty personal gifts from the prison boss. Galleons, more than a hundred points in total, plus those diaries, that was his entire outfit.

After taking a shower, throwing away his prison uniform, and putting on the clothes he had taken off when he was imprisoned, within an hour, William was already floating in the ocean far away from Azkaban.

There were two prisoners released from prison at the same time as him, and they were equally crazy.

The batter, who was not surprised at all, paid no attention to these three people who had survived from Azkaban and just played his cards on his own.

By the time the three half-crazy guys almost collapsed from exhaustion in the sea breeze, the ship had already docked.

The three of them were casually thrown on the beach. The striker put away the gangplank without even making sure that the three of them were standing still, and drove the boat away on his own.

The three prisoners who were released from prison looked at each other and then realized that they were thrown off the boat without even having a chance to introduce themselves. In this case, there is no need to introduce themselves.

With two soft sounds, the two people who were released from prison at the same time, William, who didn't know whether to call them inmates or not, apparated away from the beach, leaving only William himself.

Should I use magic too?

Thinking of this, William subconsciously took out the wand that theoretically belonged to him, but once he got it, he found that this wand was even worse than the last time Dumbledore borrowed his wand from someone unknown. It was as if the wand resisted his use.

However, he still held the wand firmly and raised it.

Then, the whole person froze on the spot.

Is any of the magic he has reviewed capable of facing this situation?

No - although he knew about disembodiment, he had never tried it once, and from the memory in his mind, he clearly knew how miserable it would be for someone who used this spell casually.

So, why is he holding up his wand?

Just when William felt that he was stupid and decided to stop this extremely stupid behavior, a deafening loud noise suddenly came from his ears.

Accompanied by this loud noise, a strong light brought two huge wheels to a halt in front of William's eyes.

A line of golden letters looked particularly dazzling under the light - Knight Bus.

This is a three-story bus, which was summoned by William's actions just now. The conductor on the bus is a chatty person. 'William' tried to cast several curses on him countless times, but failed. William knew clearly. He remembered these things - because the original William often traveled on this bus, the fastest bus in Britain, during the first half year of his imprisonment.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus. This bus is for--oh, William, long time no see, my friend, how are you doing?"

"Why are you still hanging around? Get on the bus, William. I have become an official conductor, just about a week after we last met."

"Where did you get rich lately, William?"

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"Just released from Azkaban, I'm going to Diagon Alley, thank you."

The car suddenly became quiet.