From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"yawn…"

William was wearing pajamas, put on his coat, and then pulled out a piece of flame from the fireplace and transformed it into a shield.

'It's so late at night, what unlucky kid...didn't sleep well last night...'

He pointed at the door lock with his wand, unlocked the two spells that locked the door, stood in the dark, and let the chair change into his own appearance.

"professor."

Harry's voice sounded, and the child shouted unnaturally at the chair.

‘It’s okay. He doesn’t look too panicked. It seems like there shouldn’t be any big problem. ’

He canceled the transformation smoothly, returned the chair to its proper position, and then put the flame into the fireplace outside the office.

"It's so late, what's wrong?"

Harry, who was already a little used to it, sat down on the chair and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"That's right, um, didn't I become a warrior today...but I..."

"Do you doubt your ability?"

William stared at him and smiled warmly, "Or are you planning to get some exclusive information about the Triwizard Tournament from me?"

"I...I'm just curious, why me."

"Then tell me," William asked, reaching out to order a drink, "Why not you - tea, pumpkin juice, or hot chocolate?"

"Hot chocolate, Professor."

Harry felt a little nervous at the moment. It wasn't until the hot chocolate was in his hand that he answered uncertainly, "I'm not old enough. There's a big difference. Many of them have learned magic for three years more than me." Woolen cloth…"

"Then tell me, what is the time gap between you and Miss Granger when they learned magic?"

William asked rhetorically.

This made Harry blush quickly. Although they usually agreed that Hermione was number one, when the gap in magic mastered between them and Hermione was truly compared, it was really hard to say.

"But they are all the best..."

"That's not necessarily the case. I don't know about the warriors from other schools. As for Hogwarts, I think I'm still qualified to evaluate them."

William nodded, "Cedric is too paranoid and does not have a natural keen sense of combat. His performance in the course relies entirely on knowledge rather than excellent dueling skills. As for Ravenclaw's classmate Warren, in actual combat The level is too poor and the psychological quality needs to be improved.”

"As for Slytherin's classmate Meng Tai, his actual combat ability is very good, but because of his overly strong physique, he has a fatal flaw in combat. It is too easy to suffer losses when encountering top-notch players. What's more terrible is that his knowledge reserve The quality is worse than the other two warriors, but fortunately, the fact that he is a little unscrupulous makes up for a lot of shortcomings."

"Monta?"

William's evaluation made Harry quite puzzled - he was most familiar with Slytherin's old rival, because Mr. Wood liked to emphasize Slytherin people, and Montague was the most shameless, even using it on lower grades. A person who can do all three dirty tricks.

"Well, he doesn't care about embarrassment and will do whatever it takes to win. I think this should be an important reason why the Goblet of Fire chose him to be the warrior -"

Without worrying that the words will spread, William can still speak ill of the students a little bit, "Of course, personally, this is a behavior that should not be promoted, but it is really useful at certain times. "

"But Harry, remember, don't imitate him. There are not so many advantages in this world that you can take advantage of. Taking shortcuts will eventually limit your development - I talked to classmate Montaigne once, but unfortunately, he doesn't seem to have How can I hear it?"

"Yes, Professor, I will remember that."

Harry nodded heavily, and then asked hesitantly, "But, what about me?"

"You?" William smiled, "Your strength is still a little bit behind, but you can barely match their side, but you are better at fighting than them. If it weren't for Granger's overwhelming knowledge, With the advantages and some shortcomings of the school, your probability of winning first place is actually not low."

Out of basic respect for a certain divination professor whose name was not convenient to be disclosed, and respect for his seniors who taught courses, William could only speak more tactfully.

"I am first?"

Harry couldn't believe himself.

"Of course, we exclude courses that have nothing to do with combat. I mean courses that are related to dueling. You chose divination for yourself..."

William shook his head. He still remembered the scene when the child was so frightened by the divination results that he could not sit still. This was probably what professors hated. They could always think of embarrassing things about their students while chatting...

"With talent in combat and decent strength, it's normal to be a warrior."

William nodded, "But to be honest, in fact, in my estimation, there are five or six children who have a chance to be selected, at least according to my estimation. Maybe you have something recognized by the Goblet of Fire that I haven't noticed. It’s your talent that makes you stand out.”

"what is that?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's the courage to face challenges? Persistence in difficult situations? Or perseverance in desperate situations? I don't know - but even without that, it was still expected that you would be selected."

"So you are definitely a qualified warrior. When I put you on the list, I was prepared that you might be selected."

William tapped the parchment, turning it into a dice, and threw it away, "Just like it, no matter which side it throws out, I won't be surprised."

"Okay, it's getting late. It's time for you to go rest. Harry, don't let Filch dwell on the issue of whether to capture you for too long - from my experience, he will eventually capture you without mercy. For the office.”

——

"Am I originally within the scope of consideration?"

Harry was filled with uncontrollable joy at this moment - he had never thought about the possibility that the professor had lied to him.

The fact that his strength was proven for the first time made him have the urge to cheer, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up. Only then did he realize that he forgot to mention another important thing - Myrtle has something else to do. I'm looking for a professor.

"Professor probably can't sleep well..."

He thought a little uneasily, but also wanted to laugh...

With this tangled mind, he quickly returned to his lounge.

Then, he was frightened by the Fat Lady's portrait - originally the Fat Lady's portrait was a separate portrait, but now it was packed inside like a Christmas dinner.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Harry, making him extremely scared.

"Good evening, Harry!"

The fat lady smiled and pointed to the lady closest to her in the portrait, "Violet just told me everything. Who was just selected as the academy's warrior?"

However, to the Fat Lady's surprise, Harry, who should have been shy, admitted openly, "Well...it's me."

"Yes, it's you!"

The fat lady smiled happily, "So what's the password?"

"nonsense."

"No, at least it's not about the Warriors."

The fat lady responded with a smile, and then opened the passage to the lounge.

——

"Harry!"

When Harry entered the common room, his feet never hit the ground again.

The Gryffindors lifted him up frantically, and then passed him around until they passed him to the center of the lounge - after the three houses had their own warriors, each of them was worried that Gryffindor would It won't become a laughing stock.

Fortunately, it didn't happen. Harry's name appeared in time, and Gryffindor got its own warrior.

"Well done, Harry!"

His teammates gathered around, Fred and George bearing the brunt.

"Like catching a snitch, take back the Triwizard Tournament trophy!"

…

The entire Gryffindor House was in revelry. The prefects who were supposed to maintain discipline at this moment not only failed to stick to their work, but instead took their wands and added various colorful ribbons to the lounge.

Everyone was very happy, no one wanted to leave, and no one planned to end it. If the first-grade children couldn't hold on and fell asleep on the table in the end, the whole carnival might have lasted until late at night.

After everything was over, Harry originally planned to walk back to the lounge, but unfortunately the crazy crowd didn't give him a chance to walk. Half celebrating and half joking, everyone carried Harry back to the dormitory and threw him on the bed. Then he left without feeling satisfied.

"I'm so happy today."

Ron yawned from the next bed, "How are you going to spend your winnings, Harry?"

"That's too early, the game hasn't started yet, Ron, and...the professor said..."

Harry tried to express it tactfully, but Ron's voice had already come from next door.

He could only smile and shake his head, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

——

When Harry woke up again, a familiar-looking owl was trying to wake him up with his beak. Hedwig stood aside and stared at it with a fierce look to warn it to prevent it from doing anything too much. Things come up.

"By the way, it's Sirius' owl!"

Harry was stunned for a moment and then remembered this guy - probably because Sirius didn't use it much, this guy had gained a lot of weight, which made Harry not recognize it immediately.

This discovery made him wake up quickly, and he happily opened the letter from Sirius.

'Damn... I was so tired last night, I forgot to tell Sirius about this -'

He had already proudly announced the good news after passing William's assessment, but after the title of Warrior was dropped, he was caught off guard and simply forgot to report the good news to Sirius.

I opened the letter and saw that it was indeed a letter from Sirius.

In the letter, Sirius praised him in a very proud tone and came up with a lot of bad ideas...

'Silly...'

Harry shook his head, but a silly smile appeared on his face.

At the end of the letter, Sirius said that he would try to adjust the time and then come to cheer for Harry in person when the Triwizard Tournament was held.

"I remember it's not open to the public..."

Harry thought about Dumbledore's instructions and couldn't help but have a little doubt about Sirius's words.

But it's not a big problem - at this moment, he hopes to share this joy with Sirius again, so it's best to talk about the professor's comments again...

This excitement lasted throughout the morning, and the warriors became the most popular figures on the tables of each academy, without exception.

But all this was interrupted before the first class started after breakfast.

Lupine stood in front of Harry, the worry on his face not concealed at all.

"Harry..."

He called to Harry and took him to his office.

"You have to put in a lot of effort - I can't say anything more, but you have to remember that the title of Warrior is not just about glory."

"More than just glory?"

Lupin's reminder made Harry quickly realize that last night's warning was not mixed with any water.

"Are you going to give me extra lessons?"

"No," Lupine shook his head, "Because of the confidentiality agreement, I absolutely cannot provide you with special training, Harry."

"The only thing I can tell you is to be careful and be careful."

"You're going to be facing two opponents on the course over the next period of time - I hope this kind of thing makes you aware of your own situation."

Lupine said earnestly. He told Sirius the news last night, hoping that he, a person who was not restricted by the contract, could give Harry a certain warning. But obviously, judging from the performance at breakfast, Harry It seems that no such signal was received.

"Okay, I'll pay attention, Professor Lupin."

"Well, be careful to protect yourself."

Lupine nodded.

——

When Harry left Lupin's office with mixed emotions, the people around him looked at him with envy again - Harry had no special feelings about this, he had seen it yesterday.

But when he came to the hall, he realized why those people's gazes were stronger than yesterday.

Professor William was standing over there, and the other three warriors were there. A junior showed joy when he saw him, "Great, the professor was just looking for you!"

Harry hurried over and realized that this was a special authorization.

They are allowed to read all books freely in the library, and can discuss among four people, as long as they are not taken out of the restricted book area - this right is personally reviewed by Professor William and then confirmed by Professor McGonagall's signature.

‘This is what the professor said yesterday, he thinks we are all lacking? ’

Harry suddenly thought of yesterday's conversation - if he didn't have that understanding, the school would not have been able to temporarily grant such terrible permissions.

The books in the restricted book area can only be borrowed by volume, and a special signature is required to do so, and they...

Lupine's warning words emerged at the same time, making him truly wake up from the dream of special treatment as a warrior.

"It seems that what we are facing is not ordinary trouble..."

Harry whispered to Cedric next to him.

"I think so too…"

Montague hesitated and ultimately did not express his point of view - but Harry already knew what he wanted to say.

'Probably in his opinion, bringing me along is enough trouble...'

'The fear of the unknown... What exactly are we going to face in the first game - the professor actually wants to emphasize it to us again in this way? ’