From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Russian is a confusing language..."

In the office, William assigned the new students a copying task and began to translate, but the progress was extremely slow.

The easiest Russian reference books on the market are Muggles, but it is wishful thinking to expect to find those professional magical words in them.

There are reference books produced by the magic world over there, but of course they don't contain much vocabulary related to black magic.

As for seeking help from other colleagues, forget about it. There are only two people in this school who can study black magic openly, he and Professor Lu Ping.

'You can't ask other professors for black magic. That would be too weird. ’

William sighed, put away the book, replaced it with books related to potions, and began to study them. During the summer vacation, he originally planned to study potions, but after he got a large number of black magic books, he continued to study them. Can't tell the time.

When he put down the book with satisfaction, a child who had finished copying in advance couldn't help but ask.

"Professor, do you want to study too?"

"Of course." William had just launched a variant of the magic potion recipe. Although he still had to experiment, he was still in a good mood. "It's just that I have passed the age of receiving basic education. I can choose the knowledge I like to learn. ”

"Basic education?"

"Well, that's the lesson you are studying now," William picked up the copied things and checked them. "Although we have separated the various knowledge of magic through the course, it is still very related..."

"Okay," William just started, but found that the child opposite was already a little dizzy, so he had to give up, "Take a small bag of preserved fruits and go. Remember not to be so naughty next time."

The child who finished first nodded, took a small bag of multi-flavor beans and left.

‘Am I crazy for teaching educational philosophy to an eleven-year-old? ’

William laughed self-deprecatingly, and then looked at the other students who were copying.

As if stimulated by him, the students behind them copied much faster. In almost no time, one child after another completed their first confinement task, received a small bag of candy and left.

Logically speaking, this amount of confinement would definitely make the senior students jealous to the point of crying, it would simply kill them, but William had no intention of changing it.

‘It can be considered a wake-up call for these children,’ William smiled and looked at the last child to leave, leaned on the chair and shook his head gently, “The confinement in the first grade does not need to be so harsh, it is just a supplement to the classroom.”

"What do you think, Jelly?"

William came up with a new name for his owl, but it took a few steps on the desk arrogantly and cooed twice, indicating its dissatisfaction with the new name.

"Well, this won't work either."

William stood up and plucked the hair on its head with his fingers, "Then let's change it. We have many backup names."

"By the way," he remembered something and gently touched its beak with his finger, "Stop bullying the owl in school. Just eat some food. If other people's owls want to lay eggs, what are you doing around them? "

"Goooooo~", followed by rubbing his head, William couldn't help but touch it, then sat down and started writing an order form.

Two of the herbs in the potion formula he just figured out were not commercially available, so he had to order some specially to prepare the medicine.

——

"You two have to go back, it will be dark if you don't!"

In Hagrid's hut, Hagrid solemnly spoke to the two boys.

"We want to see the trap," Harry tried to find an excuse. Although the professors were saying that the so-called tea divination was unreliable, he was still a little worried.

In an environment surrounded by magic, it is really difficult for a wizard not to believe in prophecies, especially a little boy like Harry.

"There's nothing to see. Go back to the common room, Harry. It's too dangerous outside the castle."

"Will you protect us, Hagrid?"

Harry looked at Hagrid with sincere eyes.

…

"That won't work either, Dumbledore won't agree!"

Hagrid hesitated for a long time, but finally did not let go, which made Harry extremely frustrated.

"If I catch it, I will let you come over and see it, just like Professor William suggested, do a comparison lesson!"

Probably out of some compensation for rejecting Harry, or some other psychology, when Harry left in disappointment, Hagrid loudly made a promise to the two of them.

"That's great," uncontrollable joy was written on Harry's face, and he put on the invisibility cloak a little slower, "Thank you, Hagrid."

"That's okay. I had to prepare for such a course."

Hagrid scratched his head and followed Harry and the others out of the house.

"We have an invisibility cloak, Hagrid."

Harry was a little reluctant, preferring to run around with the Invisibility Cloak on.

"That's not possible either," Hagrid shook his head, "and I'm on my way to the castle for business."

Of course, when Harry and the others reached the entrance of the castle, Hagrid suddenly remembered something he had not done and walked towards his cabin.

"You look more dangerous than you did last year, Harry."

Watching Hagrid's retreating figure, Ron said seriously.

"Why?"

"Hagrid can face a newly born fire dragon with a smile!" Ron said in an exaggerated tone, "But now Hagrid is nervous. It seems that you have to deal with at least two more dragons."

The joke was pretty bad, but Harry couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's go, let's go. If the confinement on Professor William's side ends, it won't be fun to catch us leaving the castle!"

——

"Goooooo!"

William heard the shouting outside the window and looked up. His owl had just landed outside the window and was trying to squeeze in.

"I'm back. It's a bit late today."

As he spoke, he changed the water in the water basin and added food to the food basin.

After doing all this, he checked that there was no owl on the table, and then looked suspiciously at the window - it was still trying to squeeze in, but it seemed to be stuck.

"Do we have to permanently change the windows now? Yesterday we saw there was still room left..."

He walked over curiously to see if his owl was cursed and why it suddenly grew so big.

As soon as William got closer, he noticed something was wrong. It wasn't that his owl had grown bigger, but that it was holding a ginger cat!

"Oh My God!"

William couldn't help but exclaimed, and then tapped the wand on the window to expand it - for safety reasons, he had used protective spells here, and a lot of things needed to be changed once, but he was not worried about that now. It's time.

"Didn't I tell you, don't attack any creature in the school, not even rats! The most you can do is go to the Forbidden Forest for a tooth ceremony, but you can't go deep into it!"

William was a little angry. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his owl's head, "Let go!"

He even saved the poor cat from the owl's claws with only a pair of dragon skin gloves, and looked nervously to see if the cat was injured, or simply...

But luckily, there was no skin injury. It was just firmly grasped by the back of the neck, and then dragged all the way to William's office.

After confirming that it was intact, William breathed a sigh of relief and looked at its appearance.

It looks familiar, but that doesn't change anything.

Being caught and flying caused its hair to be messy like a ball of grass. It was already a bit ugly, but now it looks even weirder...

"So ugly..."

After looking at it carefully, William had to come to this conclusion and couldn't help but whisper it, but the cat not only heard it, but also obviously understood it.

"Meow!~"

The sharp bark that symbolizes attack and the half-raised airplane ears all prove that this cat not only understands, but is also quite dissatisfied with William's evaluation.

But before it could explode, a paw landed on the back of its neck. There was a small package tied to this paw. It looked like the herbal medicine that William had ordered. It was just that he was in a hurry and hadn't had time to unpack it. Come down.

"Goooooo!"

‘This cat looks familiar... By the way, isn’t this the troublesome lady’s cat? ’

William suddenly remembered that he had seen this cat once during the summer vacation - as for the title Miss Trouble, he didn't feel guilty at all about giving nicknames to students.

Anyone who hears a second-grade child secretly brewing love potion should know that this child is a big trouble...

Although that kind of magic potion is too early for the second grade and can make people exclaim about that child's talent, but sometimes, the greater the talent, the greater the trouble...

‘As far as getting into trouble, she can stand up to the twins three times in one go! ’

But now is obviously not the time to calculate how naughty the students are.

"Why did you catch someone else's pet?" Since there was nothing serious about the cat, William's tone softened. The owl and the wizard could reach some simple communication. This time he had to educate this picky owl. .

"What? It was chasing someone else's pet. You remembered my instructions, so you caught it back?"

"It's just a pet rat. Didn't it escape from the kitchen or somewhere else?"

"What about the mouse?"

"You slipped away. Are you afraid that you'll get hungry on the way?"

"No? Do you think that if the perpetrator is caught, the victim will be fine?"

The communication was a bit difficult, but William finally figured it out.

In short, his owl broke up a pet chase and led the would-be murderer into his office.

‘I can’t confine a cat, can I? ’

William looked at the cat and then at himself, feeling distressed for a moment.

"Return the property to its original owner and give it some persuasion..." He shook his head. He really couldn't think of a good way to do it - special wizards are required to train pets so that they can be qualified for the job of wizard pets.

It's not your own pet, and it's hard to even communicate, let alone educate.

"Let's lock it up first. We can't bring it to see the original owner... although the one that was harmed is not yet certain."

He took out a small roll of wire from the drawer and tapped it with his fingers.

The wire flew up instantly, and then knitted itself in mid-air, quickly forming a small cage.

William grabbed the cat and stuffed it inside.

'It's still a little bit worse...Normally speaking, the transformation should be completed with one click, and a small cage will appear directly. Too many transformation steps is a sign that the transformation technique is not proficient enough...'

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"Granger-san, your cat."

At the door of the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Ron looked confused as they watched Hermione take over her huge cat.

The reason why William called out together was purely to get them and the other pet owner to apologize.

It's hard to pry alone, but three people are more powerful, and it's easier to find people and pets - the hate cards are all brushed together, so apologizing together is not an exaggeration.

"Professor, why did it get to you?"

"He was chasing a pet rat and got caught."

William thought for a while but still did not tell the story of his owl's feat, "This is not a good thing. Pets killing other students' pets is a sign of insufficient domestication. In order to prevent such a thing from happening again, I suggest that Miss Granger It exhorts again.”

"If it is really deemed not to be domesticated enough, it will most likely be taken back. I don't think you want to see this happen."

"Also, if possible, find the owner of the rat that was attacked and apologize properly."

"Um, okay, Professor."

Hermione admitted her mistake sincerely.

"That's it, there's nothing else to do. Remember to study hard."

William waved his hand and left directly. This matter was not a big deal. If his owl hadn't been nosy and caught the cat, this matter would never have reached the professor's side.

'Attack pets...' He shook his head, "It's natural for cats to catch mice, but I remember there were quite a few mice in school. Whose mice are so unlucky?"

"I hope this won't happen again in the future, otherwise I'll always feel like there's something wrong just because it's about student confinement."

"If it really happens, let Mr. Filch arrange it..."

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"Hermione, I told you that your cat will attack mice. The professor said that its training may not be complete!"

After William left, Ron made trouble mercilessly. Less than a week after school started, he and Hermione had quarreled several times because of Crookshanks.

Especially since Banban was not in good health recently, he seriously suspected that he was scared by Crookshanks.

It was a matter of life and death for pets, and he would never back down from this point, even if there was no homework to copy.

"But Crookshanks has always been good!"

As she spoke, she let her cat out of the cage and tried to comfort it - it seemed really frightened, and it lay in the owner's arms in a rare and docile manner, seeking comfort.

Even that somewhat ugly face looks a bit prettier under such coquettishness.

But this didn't affect Ron's taunting, his Scabbers was almost scared to death.

"Not yet...wait, Banban!"

Ron suddenly remembered something and rushed towards his dormitory.

But unfortunately, it's a bit late.

"Banban!!!"

Ron shouted, but the rat was gone.