From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"One pot, two pots, three pots..."

Outside Hagrid's hut, William and Hagrid were pouring the completed potion out of the container and placing it in a temporary pot created using the transfiguration spell.

"Seventeen pots of potions should be enough."

While William was checking the potion's properties for the last time, he was chatting nonsense with Hagrid who was helping him - apart from him, the client and the maker of the potion, how many others could accurately grasp the properties of the potion?

"I don't know that. I still have to bear the responsibility of letting the students get wet."

Hagrid spread his hands and complained, but both his tone and the smile on his face showed that he didn't take the pot seriously.

If such a big ptarmigan goes up to cause a heavy rain, no one is blind, and someone will definitely see it. Therefore, Hagrid takes the blame for today's rain - the ptarmigan he raised suddenly became bad-tempered and got into trouble, so he made a mess. A heavy rain is coming.

In order to prevent the situation from escalating, professors were mobilized and braved the rain to pick up the students.

During this period, the rainwater mixed with potions will wash away all magical disguises - unless the opponent masters the perverted transformation technique of Animagus, no one can deceive him.

The upgraded version of this potion is used in the anti-thief waterfall used by Gringotts. It is said to be able to wash away all spells and disguises. It has been stolen once in the past few years - because the cost of the anti-thief waterfall was too high at the time. The reason why it is not turned on.

William would also like the upgraded version, but that one only upgrades the storage time of the potion. He just checked it once to ensure that no one would take advantage of the chaos to sneak in and pretend to be in school. Naturally, he chose the much lower cost magic potion. medicine.

It can't rain heavily in Hogwarts every day, right?

Not to mention the problem of Thunderbird not being able to withstand it, he himself was unable to withstand the continuous rainstorm.

"It's noon now - according to the small experiment we conducted in the Forbidden Forest two days ago, around five o'clock in the afternoon, we can let it take off and create a big storm with all its strength. By the time the students get off the bus, it will be just right. That’s enough rain for everyone.”

"I don't quite understand, William."

Hagrid spread his hands, "But if Dumbledore thinks we need to do this, then it must be right."

"After all, there are so many people this year, so we have to be careful."

William put them away after confirming that the properties of the potions were normal, and then began to apply protective spells, and smoothly said the excuse he had thought of in advance.

I can't help it, I can't tell Hagrid - because I vaguely remember that Mad-Eye will be replaced this year, so let's start a big inspection...

"That's true. After all, there is the Triwizard Tournament this year."

Hagrid answered with a cheerful smile, then looked around warily and lowered his voice - although it was still much louder than a normal person.

"Well, William, I know you have been busy with the Triwizard Tournament recently. I heard the old professor said that the fire dragon seems to be used this year?"

The old professor naturally refers to the retired Professor Kettleburn. According to the last correspondence between William and the old professor, it seems that he went to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary again to take care of the little cuties in his eyes.

'The information is so well-informed, no wonder cheating is a tradition in the Triwizard Tournament...'

But after all, the old professor said that he was restricted by the contract and could not reveal it directly.

"Well, Hagrid, can you keep this a secret?"

He raised his head and tried to look Hagrid in the eyes.

"Of course, William. Although I made a mistake once, except for that time, I never leaked the news to outsiders."

"Great, I can do that too."

He clapped his hands and quickly walked into Hagrid's hut - there was a little bit of chilled wine in it, just right for drinking after work.

Hagrid was stunned for a while, and then he rushed over with a dumbfounded expression and started drinking together.

——

"How have you been these days, Harry?"

Ron hugged Harry and smiled very happily - he and his family had a very happy last few days of this holiday, especially the twins who were beaten before leaving, which made him even more happy.

Of course, the most basic happiness was that Malfoy, his and Harry's common enemy, was in bad luck. This was simply a source of happiness for him.

"I'm telling you, Harry!"

Ron didn't even wait for Harry to respond before he started talking non-stop, "The Malfoy family is just... tsk tsk..."

"Do you remember, my dad fought with Malfoy's dad?"

"Yeah, I remember."

Harry still remembered this incident vividly - it was the first time he saw wizards fighting with fists when he came to the wizarding world, not to mention that according to the professors' guesses and what he heard in the tent that night, it was probably Mal that day. The beginning of the Fuji family trying to frame Ginny.

"That's why my dad hates their family even more than before," Ron laughed. "Last night I heard that the Malfoy family's business has plummeted, and no one wants to be friends with their family."

"Why, isn't his family a so-called pure blood?"

"His family has offended too many people - what Dad said. He said that when you choose friends, you choose enemies. If the Malfoy family is determined to join the Ministry of Magic, it will naturally lose many of its previous allies, let alone his family. We sent so many wizards to Azkaban, but their relatives and friends are all outside."

Ron relayed Mr. Weasley's words with great pleasure.

But he wasn't quite right - or Mr. Weasley wasn't quite right.

Although Lucius Malfoy lost a large number of partners and his business seemed to be in decline, in fact, the prepared Malfoy family was far less miserable. Except for the less powerful families who had been offended to death, the other families were not as miserable. I was a little bit disgusted with it, and the business was still done as usual, but there didn't seem to be as many people waving the flag and shouting.

"Slytherin has always flaunted their unity - I wonder how they will treat Malfoy."

Ron was lying by the window as he spoke, eagerly paying attention to the crowd outside the window.

It didn't take long for him to find his target.

"Over there, over there!"

He quickly found the person he was looking for, and then he looked close to the window.

Malfoy's spirit seemed to be very decadent, and his whole body was wilting. His two little followers didn't look too good either, but they still maintained the basic specifications of a threesome.

They almost slipped onto the train, no longer as proud as before.

"Go over and have a look!"

Ron egged him on - Harry hesitated and went with him.

Hermione was not in the mood, nor was she willing to humiliate herself - no matter what her grades were, she could always secretly hear the mudblood's malicious shouting from Slytherin, and she secretly inquired about its usage. She found out that it was an insult similar to that of a son of a bitch combined with a pariah, so she simply gave up unnecessary contact - you can't expect Harry and Ron to go over and punch them every time, right?

Besides, if she continues to fight for this with them, how can she secure the number one position?

Let those bastards be conceited, she will use her strength to suppress those who are unconvinced.

——

"Oh, Master Malfoy is here?"

In the carriage, the tall seventh-year Slytherin blocked the only way to pass by and used an extremely mocking tone.

"Please step aside."

"Please? Oh my god - did you hear that, the Malfoy family will say please, our Master Malfoy will say please!"

The sarcastic voice came again, "And then go to the dean to sue us? Our young master?"

The taller body blocked the door tightly - Slytherin is a united house, so this kind of unity cannot tolerate betrayal.

It has been a week since the incident, and no matter how much information is covered up in the Daily Prophet's report, everyone should know what role the Malfoy family played in this incident - there is no way, the Malfoy family has been passed down alone for several generations, leaving Lucius with no way to Fazi chose to go to Azkaban to help the family ward off this speculation.

As long as he puts it forward, the Ministry of Magic will definitely not refuse, and will even give him certain preferential treatment to keep the Dementors away - but is it possible?

It doesn't matter if he goes in. Do you expect Decorah to be responsible for the family's property?

No way - then, the flaw will naturally appear. Everyone is in trouble. Is your family okay?

This was worse than self-destruction, especially when his two followers, Goyle and Crabbe, were also fine.

"Let him go."

A teammate from the Quidditch team appeared with a sullen expression on his face, "Let him in, don't block his way."

"Ha, what, the young master is in trouble and there is still someone to help him?"

"I said, get out of the way."

Montague repeated it again, staring intently at the guy blocking the road.

The Quidditch team is the core of the academy, and Montague took over as captain this year - which made the guy blocking the road give up his position with a disgruntled grumble.

"Anyway, he once contributed to the glory of the college——"

Meng Tai looked around, "So, no uncivilized behavior is allowed next."

"All right…"

The people who gathered around made a sound of frustration.

But Montague quickly added, "However, you can no longer represent the academy, Draco - I will expel you from the team, and the selection of new Seekers will start in the second week of this year."

The silent Malfoy raised his head, stared at the new captain in surprise, and then quickly lowered his head again.

"Great!!!"

The surrounding crowd cheered - this year's Quidditch World Cup just ended, and everyone's already strong Quidditch atmosphere was suddenly stimulated to the extreme.

Coupled with the former captains and teammates who have graduated, this year's team has a lot of vacancies, which is great news for everyone.

Cheers suddenly rang out in the box occupied by the Slytherins. Many Slytherins who were still unaware were shouted out by the cheers. After understanding the situation a little, they quickly joined the cheering crowd.

This also made the atmosphere more enthusiastic.

Malfoy squeezed the corners of his mouth and tried to laugh, but failed in the end.

"let's go."

He whispered to Goyle and Crabbe. The two hesitated for a moment, then followed behind, looking back step by step, and then they came to the small private room together.

The people around them didn't seem to see them at all. When they passed by, they would only look like they were disgusted by something and needed to run away. They left quickly and quickly, as if they would be stained by something dirty if they were slower.

"Forget it, Ron, let's go..."

Harry couldn't bear it...he knew what it felt like.

"Then let's go..."

Ron's mood also dropped, he shook his head and left from the corridor, preparing to return to the room with Harry. …

…

"Are you back?"

Hermione looked up from her book, and then realized something was wrong outside the window, "Hey, is it going to rain?"

"Seems to be?"

The two people who returned after she changed the topic saw that the sky was starting to darken - you know, the train had not started yet, let alone getting dark, it was not even noon.

"How's it going over there?"

"Not very good—very disappointing."

Ron shook his head.

Harry was silent for a long time, saying irrelevant words, "I think I just understood something... but I don't know..."

Malfoy didn't have the strength to fight back at all - or rather, he couldn't fight back at all...

The room fell silent for a moment, but was soon broken up by another voice.

"Um, Ron, are you there - we still need one person to play Thunderbolt..."

Lavender appeared outside the door and knocked on the private room door.

"ah?"

Ron stood there stupidly, and then looked at his two friends out of habit. Before he could say anything, he was kicked hard by Harry.

'Um? ’

Ron looked at Harry doubtfully, and then he got kicked again. He stood up, thinking that he must have been delusional.

But seeing him get up, Lavender smiled happily.

"Then we agreed, when you come over, we'll have enough people to play cards!"

She ran away.

——

"The weather seems to be bad in the distance..."

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, when William and Hagrid had almost finished their meal, they noticed that the rain clouds in the distance could barely be seen.

"It also rains at Hogwarts, right?"

"not sure."

William shook his head, "But that has to be done by Thunderbird - without its help, seventeen pots of potions will not be enough, and the potion will be diluted by the rain."

"Today's rain must have broken records..."

Hagrid shook his head, "Go back and drink some more?"

"Come on a little bit, the task is still heavy tonight."

…

"This guy Ron..."

Harry shook his head, looked at Ron walking away, and laughed.

Just looking at his appearance, it was completely impossible to tell that he had just kicked Ron.

"When do I need to gather enough people to play the Thunderbolt Explosion card..."

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Dun, dun, dun."

The door was knocked politely.

"Ah...Harry..."

Qiu took a small step in and saw Hermione, but soon saw Lupin in the box.

She immediately hid the small basket with the small cakes behind her back, "Harry, we are reviewing the Quidditch World Cup battle over there, do you want to come together?"

"Come on, Granger-san - you'll like that."

"No, I'm preparing my homework."

Hermione pointed to the book in her hand. She had no interest in Quidditch.

"That's a shame. Can we come together next time?"

"Well, I'll definitely do it next time."

Hermione nodded.

Harry left hurriedly and left under Lupin's teasing eyes.

Hermione sighed and continued reading.

But the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, hitting the roof of the car and the glass, making people more and more irritated.