From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"What's going on - did I guess wrong?"

In the office, William couldn't stay any longer.

The final exam was over, and the papers were delivered by the elf and placed on his desk. Why didn't the school come to talk to him?

'How to deal with the matter, I would like to give you an accurate answer...'

While muttering, he began to grade the test papers with ease.

Although this is the first final exam, it seems to be just like that...

There is no final exam in the fifth grade, and the performance of the sixth grade is about the same as usual. There are no surprises, nothing to regret, just mediocre.

"Sixth grade students..."

William shook his head, "It's like chewed sugar cane, it doesn't bring the slightest pleasure..."

After hurriedly getting the results, William stretched. Of all the sixth-grade students, only Percy's paper was worthy of his careful search for errors. How can I say that the other people's papers were not satisfactory and could barely be considered worthy of this year's examination? time.

——

"The exam is over!"

"Oh hoo!"

"Great!"

…

All kinds of shouts resounded in the lounge. The final exam was over. During the period before the results came out, everyone was as relaxed as the fifth graders.

Although the final results will definitely be announced on the last day before leaving school, so the relaxing time will not be as long as the fifth graders, but what does it matter?

The joy of being a student, even if you suddenly learn that you don’t have to attend the next class, is satisfying enough!

"Fred, do you think their joy is real joy?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, George looked at his cheering classmates with a deep look on his face.

"Maybe," Fred sighed. "Compared to us, they haven't faced what happened that day at all, and they can't think of the scene after Hogwarts almost turned into the most terrifying prison... They won't even be there next year. I don’t even know about the OWLs exam…”

The two of them sighed at the same time, their eyes filled with the light of a wise man, "They have no idea what kind of pain is immersed in the short-term joy..."

"What are you two thinking about?"

Percy's voice suddenly sounded, and he stared at his two brothers with a wary expression.

"I'm telling you, before you leave school, neither of you can even think about causing trouble, especially with Ginny!"

Percy's tone was quite stern, "She is still angry now! If you two behave any abnormally again, I will immediately follow mother's instructions!"

Although the school didn't pay much attention to the incident in Azkaban - after all, it was an old tradition of the school to put pressure on freshmen in sorting, but this did not mean that the twins were fine.

Not only did Mrs. Weasley get angry and send a shouting letter, but she also gave Percy the most terrifying right - before the summer vacation came, if the two of them still wanted to play a prank, Percy could directly twist the two of them. He can teach them through his ears, and if it gets serious, he can even kick the two brothers' butts hard.

"Yeah, yeah, no problem Percy, we didn't do anything."

The two of them had quite good attitudes.

"That's good." Percy looked at the two of them suspiciously, and his intuition told him that these two brothers were doing bad things. "Then go to solitary confinement now, as Professor McGonagall ordered."

"The exam just ended!"

"Yes, that's why you have enough time to go into confinement. Don't be late, otherwise -" Percy didn't say anything, lifted up a corner of his robe and showed off his shoes.

——

"Is there finally a result?"

William sighed, and Professor McGonagall asked the elf to send him a letter. The letter told him that a school board meeting would be held tomorrow, and as a professor who had been put forward by the school board, he needed to attend.

‘That’s weird—even if you want to be expelled, you still have to be heard! ’

William was puzzled. He submitted his final report card, but Professor McGonagall was so businesslike that there was no response.

Today's letter was the same. It didn't mention anything about what was going to happen, which made him really not know what kind of medicine the school was selling.

'It shouldn't be. Even if it means being expelled, according to the attitude of the professors going to Azkaban, they will give accurate words. Now you can't even breathe? ’

At the same time, a similar plot was happening in Dumbledore's office.

"Do you really want to say something to Professor William?"

Dumbledore had a happy smile on his face, as if he, the headmaster, could completely stay out of it.

"I really don't know what to say, Albus..."

Professor McGonagall's expression was very strange, "You haven't even said anything to the school directors, but we have received letters from more than half of the school directors who think Professor William has done a good job and does not need to be considered for expulsion."

"There are more letters from parents -" Professor McGonagall looked puzzled. "There are even letters from students who have just graduated. They praise Professor William highly in their letters. However, they are not even married, and they themselves are They have just graduated and are far away from having school-age children...Why do they start to care about school education?"

"Also, the students are quite puzzling..." she said, shaking her head. "Many fourth-year students have already come to the office to ask whether Professor William will continue to be at Hogwarts next year. …But students who have paid a little attention to senior students should know what Professor William has done in the past year..."

It's not magic at all...

"Perhaps they have already inquired about last year's results," Dumbledore smiled easily. "What I learned from Professor March is that this year's wizard self-defense magic class has frighteningly good results. It is said that all students have good grades." Members passed.”

"Everyone passed?"

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth wide, "What about the grade ratio? Oh - by the way, Professor Marchban won't reveal that much..."

"Yes, but this is too high..."

The surprised expression on Professor McGonagall's face seemed to be fixed. She kept walking back and forth in front of Dumbledore's desk, "This is incredible, yes, it is incredible..."

"Even if it's about black magic - no, the difficulty of the exam in the self-defense magic class has been reduced once, which still makes people feel incredible..."

Professor McGonagall said dozens of times in disbelief before stopping, "It seems that Professor Marchban has secretly leaked the news, and that's the case - for such an excellent professor, Professor Marchban will definitely not want him to be criticized. And had to leave the position that suited him best."

"It seems that tomorrow's school board meeting will go smoothly."

The expression on Professor McGonagall's face calmed down, "Well, Albus, please sign these documents before the end of the semester. By the way, there are still three reports you have to write. We have to do it during the summer vacation before the students leave school. Get all the work done.”

"Minerva," Dumbledore said with a serious expression, "I think you should have a serious talk with Professor William. We must give adequate support to outstanding talents."

"Oh, right!" Professor McGonagall suddenly realized, "I almost forgot that there is an application submitted by Professor William in my office. It is an application report for students' summer magic practice."

"He said that not using magic for such a long time would have a huge impact on the students' learning progress. The first month after returning to school was basically used to restore the students' condition, so he suggested that the school apply for limited practice for the students. time."

"He suggested that at least they can use some simple spells during the two hours between ten and twelve o'clock on Wednesday night. In this way, the students' condition will be much better after enrolling, and even monitoring them through trace silk will not work. There would be too much trouble.”

"I'm going to find a report." Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. "I think this proposal is good. The transfiguration of those students after returning to school is really uncomfortable."

Although Professor McGonagall said it lightly, this means that the Ministry of Magic's workload has greatly increased - after Wednesday, they have to pay attention to whether anyone has discovered magic.

Without the help of the school directors, this matter would not have been easy to pass, and there would be too many criticisms.

"I'll give it a try," Dumbledore nodded. "I will raise this issue during our conversation tomorrow, but don't have high expectations, Minerva."

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"It's a meeting..."

William got up early and put on his best robes.

Although whether he could stay in school could not be settled by clothes, he still wanted to take today's school board meeting seriously.

'The only pity is that the authority of the Ministry of Magic is not so strong...otherwise it would be like resigning as an accountant and getting admitted to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau...'

He fixed his hair in front of the mirror and put on his brightest smile.

"It's just the last step. Whether to stay or go depends on today!"

Although whether to stay or leave has been decided long ago, this does not prevent William from using this to cheer himself up.

"Morning, William."

Just after William opened the office door, Adams waved his head with his unkempt hair, "You are too careless, can't you go earlier?"

'You have such a messy hair...and you're talking about me...'

William's eyes were so questioning that Adams read it right away, "Please, even if it's the end of the term, the greenhouse still has to be taken care of. I'm not as leisurely as you! I'm still thinking about destroying it if you haven't gotten up yet. The door is open!"

"How can it be?"

William smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go!"

"Why are we walking?" Adams rolled his eyes, "Go and call that guy Singed. He said he was coming yesterday. He should be up today, right?"

——

‘Should I say something? ’

Singed came with dark circles under his eyes, and the two accompanied William to the meeting place, one on the left and the other on the right, but as William walked, he discovered something was wrong...

Probably because they were in a heavier mood than him, the two of them walked to both sides of him unknowingly - in William's memory, this was probably how being sent to Azkaban was...

‘Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking? ’

William spat internally and shook off the bad association.

"Then you wait, I-"

William originally wanted to say that I went in, but he felt it was wrong, so he changed his mind and pulled the flag, "I'll eat a chocolate frog!"

"This chocolate fiend!"

Behind William, the two of them laughed and complained.

——

"Professor William, you are here," Dumbledore said with a gentle smile. Just sit over there. The school directors will have to work hard for a while. "

But the words were polite - because before William sat down and thought about how to take advantage of the short time to communicate, the school directors arrived.

"The school board meeting before the end of term, Dumbledore, you delayed it until now..."

The leader was followed by a house elf with a bright smile, but his words were very rude.

"But it's still held, isn't it, Lucius?" Dumbledore didn't mind at all. "What would you like? Pumpkin juice, wine, black tea?"

"Nothing is needed, I think we can have a good time -"

The leader looked at William and said, "Professor William has announced the results of this investigation."

"Ah, if you insist on being so insistent..." Dumbledore smiled calmly, "Then yes, the school's final investigation result is to continue to hire Professor William in the next school year."

"Have you abandoned the thousand-year glory of Hogwarts like this?" the leading school director said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "Just because of this guy from Azkaban?"

…

Because the school director’s words were really puzzling, William didn’t know how to complain for a while.

How could he possibly destroy the thousand-year glory of Hogwarts alone - to be honest, he couldn't even completely break the castle's protective magic, even if Dumbledore ordered him to demolish the castle...

After a thousand years, the glory accumulated by Hogwarts is stronger than the castle, and even his castle cannot be destroyed...

Destroying Glory... This is not a joke. He is too exhausted to do it...

"During this period, the school received a bunch of letters from the public. More than 90% of these letters spoke highly of Professor William. Parents feel that Professor William's presence has greatly improved the school's teaching standards. "

"At the same time, we received letters from many school directors, in which they praised Professor William in various ways. Currently, there are more than seven school directors... Even if a formal school board meeting is held, Professor William will not Will leave Hogwarts."

"Seven? How is that possible?"

"Um, principal, please, can I invite a student representative?"

William politely interrupted the conversation, "Just one person, I need his help."

"Of course. Several people I know have praised him, and I also want to see what students see as professors." Another school director nodded approvingly, "Go ahead, Professor William."

? ? ?

The leading school director looked surprised, but did not raise any objection. William left quickly - he felt something was wrong just after seeing the house elf.

"Aimed at me?"

"If the school director had the idea of ​​attacking Dumbledore since the beginning of the school year, then..."

"Is the one who blocked the door...the one he sent?"

"And Harry and I complained about that time when we were wrongly accused..."

"If so, could that be the one?"

"Although theoretically it won't be that stupid, in previous business wars there were people who directly grabbed the big seal... just in case, it's worth trying to beat the rabbit with straw!"

"The rest is up to you, Harry!"

"If it was really the house elf, the story would be much more interesting -"

William broke into a trot, both expecting and not expecting—but if his opponent was really that stupid, don't blame him.