From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"who?"

When William led the people out of the secret room, they were immediately pointed at by several wands from a distance.

"I, William, carry the missing Harry Potter."

William gave a French military salute to show that he was harmless - he really didn't expect that the shortcut in the secret room was actually connected to the entrance, but it was well hidden.

‘It was not designed once, and it was definitely modified by someone later. It is not an architectural style. ’

But now is not the time to study architectural styles. Proving your identity is more important.

However, there was no interrogation as William imagined - no personal questions were asked of him, and no special potions or spells were used to detect transformations caused by Polyjuice Potion or the like.

The professors responsible for guarding the entrance immediately dropped their guard when they realized it was him, and asked curiously, "Professor William, you brought Harry out, what about Dumbledore and the others?"

"Dumbledore?"

"Yes, Dumbledore is back. He forcibly broke the protective magic at the entrance to the secret room. However, because he was not fully prepared, the entrance to the secret room could not be closed."

'I thought it was so smart to open automatically...'

But the matter in the secret room was not that urgent. He had to deal with the problem of Veritaserum as soon as possible. A dosage of more than five times was beyond common sense.

"What about Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape?"

"The deans are guarding the student lounge because they are not sure if there is another exit from the secret room - God!" The professor who answered William quickly answered William's question and suddenly screamed, "What's wrong with Potter's leg?" Isn’t it black magic?”

"No, an ordinary cutting spell." William then remembered that although Harry's leg was well treated, it looked very serious to outsiders. "It will take a few days to drink the potion, but the process will not be too comfortable."

"That's thank God." The professor who asked the question breathed a sigh of relief, "Why is Professor Lockhart here? Was he harmed by the dark magic inside after discovering the secret room?"

"It's more serious than that, but let's wait and see. I have to send Harry for treatment."

Listening to the other party's description, William really couldn't bear to ruin the fantasy of a potential Lockhart fan in person, so he found the best excuse and was ready to leave.

However, Professor Lockhart had no intention of cooperating - the effect of sixteen drops of Veritaserum was so great that William did not dare to knock the person unconscious, and the Basilisk did not die in his hands. Reporting is always troublesome.

"Of course I discovered it, Dumbledore guided me..."

‘How dare you say anything! ’

William took advantage of the second half of the sentence and directly used the bandage to seal Lockhart's mouth, "Sorry, sorry, he is seriously injured and needs treatment."

"Then go quickly, Professor William."

The professor in charge of the questioning had no intention of continuing to speak, "Let's continue to guard here to prevent the basilisk from slipping out."

Although he really wanted to tell them that the basilisk had died, he really couldn't bear to break these professors' illusions about the great adventurer and then leave without any explanation - there was really no time to explain to him, Harry It was okay over there, but Lockhart was losing control.

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"It's good that you come back, Professor William."

This was the first thing Professor McGonagall said when she saw William, "Have you found Potter? We found Weasley and Granger who were locked up in the secret passage, and we also found Peeves who had been trapped for a whole day. The Weasley brothers, God, Potter!"

The professor's face became surprised, but his expression quickly softened, "Just save your life, thank you, Professor William."

"Potter, the school will provide you with a wooden leg similar to Professor Kettleburn's. That's not much different... I'm sorry, this is an oversight on the part of the school..."

William noticed that Professor McGonagall's expression became rare and gentle, "The Gryffindor team will keep a personal trophy for you, in order to commemorate your outstanding performance in these years of competition..."

Harry's expression became more and more strange. The leg that had been in pain from time to time seemed to no longer hurt at all. Professor Kettleburn appeared in his mind, even if he had been forced to do it after the leg was removed. Even as he endured the pain, his expression suddenly collapsed...

"Well, Professor..." William saw that something was wrong and quickly came out to explain, "Potter's leg can still be cured. I will take him to the hospital with Percy later. The one with the problem now is Professor Lockhart. I When I asked for information, I gave him a little too much truth serum..."

"Then go quickly," Professor McGonagall said eagerly, "Potter's wound is still bleeding!"

"But there's really too much Veritaserum!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how much. Severus can handle it all. He is the best potion master I have ever seen!" Professor McGonagall's tone was irrefutable, "Professor William, believe Severus, he can do it." Get Lockhart."

When she mentioned this name, Professor McGonagall seemed to be talking about non-recyclable garbage. She looked at Lockhart with obvious disdain.

It's also true - no principal would have the slightest fondness for a person who tried to blow up his own school.

"Then I will send Harry to the hospital first," William was assured and felt relieved - after all, he knew that this kind of resection was possible but had never performed it before, so he was quite concerned about Harry.

With the person in the hands of Professor McGonagall alive, he no longer had any worries about Lockhart. It was really hard to explain why he was killed by so many drugs at one time. The school's funding report was annoying enough.

"Harry, don't worry, it's super easy to make your legs grow back." William even joked casually, "Even if it's crooked, it's easy to deal with. Just cut it off again and let it grow back. As long as it's not caused by black magic." Or it may be injured by special materials, but it’s not a serious injury.”

In response, Harry, who could not speak, rolled his eyes - although he should be grateful for being rescued at a critical moment, having a leg cut off all at once really made him unable to be grateful.

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"A month," Madam Pomfrey judged Harry's injury. "It's easy to grow out, but it's hard to deal with when you get used to it."

"Although all the bones can grow back overnight if all the bones are removed, there are too many factors that need to be controlled if all are removed." Madam Pomfrey shook her head. "We can only reluctantly create a non-usable leg first, bit by bit. It’s filled with details.”

"But the first aid method you thought of, Professor William, is really good." She happily discussed medical knowledge with William. "If you don't cut off the leg, it will be incurable when you send it over. There is no antidote for the basilisk's venom."

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"By the way, Madam Pomfrey, I have a friend," William was embarrassed to say his name. "He accidentally used too much Veritaserum as a control group. What is better in this situation?" treatment method?"

ps: If nothing else happens, there will be another chapter tomorrow...