From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, William did not intend to ask Adams and others about these things that should be common sense - it is not worth exchanging for ridicule for something that can be understood by looking up the rules of the game.

'Take some time to look up the basic rules. If you don't know the tactics, you can ask. You still have to understand these basics. Quidditch is incredibly popular among wizards -'

William thought as he took the wand directly in his hand - he had never watched Quidditch, but he still had the basic knowledge that riots are likely to occur after large-scale sports games.

"Is it okay if Slytherin doesn't keep an eye on you?"

William quickly looked at the students around him, while not forgetting to ask Adams.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Normally you don't need to worry about that when the school board is here. Besides, Professor Snape is here too, so it shouldn't be a big problem if we lose."

Adams took a quick look at Slytherin and confirmed that there was nothing wrong before replying to William.

"Wait a minute, the minister has left the viewing stand -" Adams spoke louder, but soon calmed down. "It should be fine. It's a blessing for Harry Potter. After all, the result of the Snitch reversal game belongs to the Seeker." The highest honor.”

Adams gave William a series of professional terms that stunned William for a while - but he soon understood in his own way that Harry had received a great honor, and the Minister of Magic went over to send blessings and take photos...

'There should be no problem - the school doesn't sell mineral water, so I won't smash it with a water bottle... Damn it! ’

"sky!"

"oh!"

"Hiss~"

Various voices sounded next to William - even Adams and the others couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this moment, the scene had turned into a mess. The Minister of Magic fell heavily to the ground, curled up like a shrimp. It looked like he had been hit by some evil spell, but William could guarantee it - if he were the Minister, he would rather be hit. It's a curse.

——

"I got it!"

Harry struggled to free himself from the hand holding his robe, stood up, and tried hard to show everyone the Golden Snitch in his hand that was constantly struggling to escape.

What about Nimbus 2001?

He defeated Malfoy again, still in his best game of Quidditch - the heavy pressure brought on him by missing the game due to injury last year was mostly dissipated at this moment, which made him want to celebrate by walking around the whole court with the Snitch.

Just now, the naughty snitch flashed back and forth on their clothes provocatively. In order to snatch it, Harry's neck and face were burning with pain, but it was all worth it. He finally scratched the back of Malfoy's neck. Got to it.

But the severe pain from his knee made him free from the joy of celebration——

"Potter, you dare!"

Malfoy underground looked angry at this moment. Harry noticed that just now, in order to get rid of Malfoy and stand up to show off the snitch, he had firmly stepped on Malfoy's robe under his feet, but the place he stepped on was still close to his chest. , which made him unable to stand up at all.

As he subconsciously loosened his grip on his feet, Malfoy stood up and rushed towards him with red eyes——

"How dare you, how dare you!"

A heavy punch hit his nose. Harry subconsciously dodged it, but was hit on the shoulder. The severe pain made him punch back without even thinking.

Malfoy groaned, but continued to rush towards Harry without even pausing——

Harry nimbly dodged to the side, showing the wizard walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Child, the charm of sports competition does not include-"

Malfoy, who was unable to stop the car, was concentrated with fists and anger into a very soft presence - the height of a twelve-year-old boy at this moment became the most powerful height guarantee for critical strikes.

Although the Minister of Magic was very restrained and did not make any sound, the critical blow and impact caused him to lose his balance. He fell to the ground and his body began to curl up in accordance with instinct.

——

"Oh my God," William looked at the wand in his hand, not knowing what to do or say for a moment.

Looking at the force and height of the impact, he was a little scared - too accurate, right?

This shouldn't be considered a deliberate act by the students, but an accident, right?

William was a little unsure, but fortunately, he was not alone in handling emergencies. Adams and Singed were also there.

When he looked at the two of them with a consulting eye, he found that these two teammates had not played their role at all-Adams had his mouth wide open and was stunned, while Singed had been playing with the lighter in his hand. It also fell on the ground and I didn't even bother to pick it up.

‘That’s not the case, is it? ’

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore were at the front of the venue, so it was not their turn to deal with the accident. Professor McGonagall had already rushed over with the staff of the Ministry of Magic.

"Adams, Adams..."

William pushed him gently, "Come to your senses, the students are watching, don't act like you haven't seen the world."

Before Adams could respond, he straightened his expression, looked around with his peripheral vision, and then lowered his voice, "It's none of our business, the funding is stable."

Before William could understand Adams' intention, Adams began to push Singed next to him.

"Singed - what are you thinking about? You brag all day long that you have seen the world, and you are shocked by this little thing?"

…

After making sarcastic remarks, Adams turned around with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face, "I almost forgot, you probably don't know that kid, Draco Malfoy, his father is the school director."

School director?

William suddenly understood why Adams and the others were in this state.

The school director's son called the Minister of Magic. What does it have to do with Hogwarts?

‘I said why the brooms of the Slytherin house team are so good. The school director’s son is on the team, so it’s natural for him to sponsor a few brooms for the team – besides, he has an appearance at a large-scale event on weekdays, so it’s not a loss at all. ’

'It can't be said that the person was bought in. The two of them were so powerful that they didn't fall off the broom. They still have some strength. ’

Regardless of the fact that he occasionally fell into the lake while flying, William shamelessly commented on the students' flying skills, and the strings that had been tightened since the morning relaxed - no one would want to be in the limelight anymore, everyone at Hogwarts today The focus of the conversation has been on the boy named Draco.

However, this matter is unlikely to cause too much noise, and the Daily Prophet should not dare to hype such tidbits - after all, the Ministry of Magic is not a multi-party government. Compared with those small newspapers that catch wind and shadow, this newspaper still has a status that is almost an official media. Quite persistent.

The rest of the small newspapers are not sure. There is a precedent for the Minister of Magic being kicked out during his tenure, and the fact that the Ministry of Magic was attacked by students is a gimmick, it can make money and increase sales, so it is probably not easy to cover up.

'Based on this, the school board and the Ministry of Magic are losing money. '

William was thinking about the gossip on the school board while watching Professor McGonagall dealing with the problem there.

Anyway, he has no experience in dealing with such a big sudden event, so he just wants to learn from it - although the Minister of Magic should not have such an accident, but isn't there a Deputy Minister?

But Professor McGonagall just didn't deal with it - after she went to the center of the field, she quickly separated the two students who were fighting to death, and then asked the Ministry of Magic staff who came with them to help the Minister of Magic and put the scene away. It was handed over to the Minister of Magic.

The Minister of Magic, known as Minister Fudge, smiled slightly awkwardly behind him and put his hand on Harry's shoulder as if nothing had happened, making a very graceful gesture to let the person next to him know. Someone from the Daily Prophet took the photo.

"I learned it, I learned it..."

William murmured to himself. At this moment, the minister had finished his shape. After casting a spell on himself, his voice began to be heard throughout the stadium.

"A young and energetic blow -" the Minister of Magic spread his hands with a calm expression, as if the person lying on the ground just now was not him, "Seriously, I love Hogwarts so much, the air here will make I think back to my years studying here.”

"Here I must thank the wonderful boys and girls from Gryffindor and Slytherin..."

The Minister of Magic began his eloquent speech, but William had already begun to take out a small notebook from his bag.

"William?"

Adams noticed William's movements and asked curiously.

"It's okay, I feel like I've gained some new inspiration, a whole new kind."

William quickly wrote it down in his notebook.

Ever since he came out of Azkaban, the professors and students he met in this school were all of a relatively straightforward nature. This was the first time he had encountered a being like the Minister of Magic who could instantly dismiss embarrassment as nothing.

Compared to Professor Lockhart, the Minister of Magic is more tactful and more proficient in conversation skills.

To be precise, Professor Lockhart is not always so popular, and this minister, although he may not be wildly sought after by a certain group, will be accepted by most people.

It seems like a theory that could be applied to being a professor—or more.

William wrote down all the messy thoughts, and then he burst into laughter, "I have forced myself into the circle of professors, so my level of thinking is higher?" Or are you just complaining about what you want to write about? ’

'Save it for later. The premise of getting in touch with new students is to spend this year first.' William closed the notebook casually and looked around - Minister Fudge's speech was quite charming. The students Basically no desertion.

"Adams, how do you think this matter will be handled in the end?"

William pointed to the minister and then to the school board and asked casually.

"What can we do? Send a political donation. The Malfoy family is very rich, otherwise they wouldn't have escaped justice back then."

Adams was not very interested in speeches. He glanced at the students around him and responded in a low voice.

"Escape from trial?"

"Of course, the whole magic world knew about it back then."

"The entire wizarding world knows? You mean the Death Eaters?"

William has been troubled by this message these days, and he immediately thought of it.

"Of course not," Adams shook his finger, "It seems that my knowledge of the history of magic is much better than yours, William."

"Abraxas Malfoy (note), old Malfoy, he is a great big man. Of course, there is no record in the book," Adams pretended to be mysterious. "It is said that he organized a large-scale curse event and successfully made people at that time The Minister of Magic lost his ability to handle government affairs and eventually had to resign."

"That was a great move, William. Many people know it, but in the end Malfoy Sr. was not convicted."

William was in awe - he now understood what the Malfoy family in the school director meant.

Although it is a little worse than a psychotic gunman, it is enough to show who has the final say in the magic world.

"That's just a matter of speculation after all." Singed also came over to gossip, "The trial more than ten years ago was the real money to get rid of guilt. The Malfoy family has a bunch of top-notch alchemical products related to black magic, but it's real. Yes, everyone in the circle knows it, but so what? He was still acquitted."

"No, most of the purebloods who were arrested back then just lied and came out. Unless they couldn't hide it, they were all controlled by the Imperius Curse one by one, and then they were released after making a deal."

Adams shook his head and secretly pointed at the Slytherin auditorium, "If the mysterious man hadn't been uprooted, at least one-third of the people in there would be family Death Eaters."

"Keep your voice down, Adams, you are a professor, you cannot say this in public! What will the students do if they hear it?"

Singed gave him a hard push and ended the conversation.

"William, please be careful. Don't be like this idiot who dares to talk nonsense in any situation. Try not to bring up topics related to Death Eaters in public. There were many Death Eaters back then, mostly Slytherins. This topic is the best. Don't say that in front of people from that house - you have to know that most of the school board are from Slytherin."

William suddenly felt that he could understand Professor Snape's bad temper - it was okay for Professor McGonagall to have a bunch of Gryffindors causing trouble, but those Slytherin young masters were hard to control...

"If you don't have a sulky face all day long, you probably won't even be able to control the students." William looked at the Slytherin students over there, and suddenly remembered the term Death Eaters passed down from his family that he had just heard.

‘Family inheritance—since it can be passed down to the next generation, what about the previous generation? ’

‘Could the previous generation of the Malfoy family be related to the Dark Lord? Give resources to cultivate, give financial support, or start following the first generation? ’

‘And the so-called cursed Minister of Magic. Does the Malfoy family really have that ability, or is the person who did it the Dark Lord? ’

Such doubts began to float in William's mind, and he was determined to make the Malfoy family the next target of his investigation.

Note: Abraxas Malfoy, Draco Malfoy's grandfather, is best known for his role in planning the premature resignation of the Muggle-born Minister of Magic Nobby Leach in 1968, and succeeded.

The dates of birth and death are unknown, but from available information, his son Lucius Malfoy was born in 1954.

Voldemort attended Hogwarts from 1938 to 1945. During this period, he recruited the first batch of Death Eaters.

Considering the time difference between graduation, marriage and having children, Abraxas Malfoy should be the first generation of Death Eaters, and the case of the Muggle-born Minister of Magic being cursed in 1968 should also be the work of Voldemort himself.

The last general, Malfoy, is willing to go through fire and water for the Dark Lord for generations to come...

ps; Ah, I can finally take a rest early, collect materials and find inspiration. If I don’t charge, I will get stuck again... So that’s it for today.