From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Click."

The door was pushed open, and the students who had taken the time to rest on the table either quickly got up on their own, or raised their heads after their friends whispered reminders, and barely gathered enough energy to face the new course.

William was not surprised by this. As the OWLs exam approached, the students were getting less and less sleep. Occasionally, there would even be children who would lie down while listening to the lectures - but it was not a big problem, he Sufficient countermeasures are already in place.

He took out a small stove, then lit the flame, poured a small bottle of potion on top of the stove, and then William placed the stove at the back of the classroom - with its help, at least for this class No need to worry about anyone falling asleep.

There are almost no side effects, and the cost is relatively low – after all, herbs from the greenhouse cost nothing.

"Cheer up and take the exam first, and then conduct a practical assessment of commonly used self-defense spells."

As he spoke, he waved his wand and distributed the papers, his expression unusually calm.

Judging from the recent assessment results, the knowledge mastery level of this class of students during the same period is already close to the level of the previous class, which is particularly valuable in this year's environment of hosting the Triwizard Tournament.

The students are also much more stable than during the Christmas vacation. The sudden drop in grades caused by a series of difficult problems made them successfully realize their shortcomings, and they also worked hard on other subjects.

Everything was going in the right direction, but William's heart just couldn't calm down.

The resurrection of the Dark Lord was like a large bomb that would explode at some point, making it impossible for him to enter a normal teaching state.

'What the hell is...what's wrong...'

He sighed, which made the students below nervous for a while - in the originally silent classroom, the only sound that could be heard was the rustle of quills writing on the test paper.

"Um?"

When the surroundings became extremely quiet, hurried footsteps were approaching at an extremely fast speed. Judging from the sound of shoes colliding with the ground, William was sure that the other party must be very angry.

"who?"

With this thought emerging, he subconsciously touched the wand, stood up, and waited for the footsteps to pass by - although he judged that the other party was most likely coming to find him.

As William stood up, the students even breathed a little less.

They didn't know what happened, but judging from the serious expression on the professor's face now, someone should be in trouble.

After the last cheating incident, no one dared to play those tricks anymore, not even Gryffindor.

There was a normal knock on the classroom door, but before William could agree, the door opened on its own.

A livid Snape stood at the door, looking at William with a cruel smile on his face, "Good afternoon, Professor Lee (Lee) William."

"good afternoon--"

William didn't say half of what he said, and directly used the wand to cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself. The moment the spell was completed, a powerful disarming spell hit him directly, deflected towards the podium under the reflection of the Iron Armor Curse, and then dismantled it. It became four pieces.

'crazy? ’

William didn't expect that Snape would attack directly - it was still in the school, to be precise, it was still in class!

He immediately prepared to fight back, but Snape's next curse had already struck him.

With the gentle stirring of William's wand, the spell originally prepared to fight back turned into controlling the destroyed podium to form a wooden shield. With a teeth-searing creaking sound, the temporary wooden shield was directly dismantled by a powerful splitting spell. Into a pile of sawdust.

The deflected spell hit the wall again, and suddenly the dust, stone and sawdust exploded into a huge air mass, covering the front half of the classroom.

Fortunately, the students who were originally shocked finally reacted. In an instant, countless Iron Armor Curses appeared in the classroom, and some even added Bubble Curses.

The clever students almost crawled towards the back half of the classroom. A few of the frightened children finally came to their senses under the pull of their friends and lay on the ground without raising their heads. Creeping to the end.

However, William could only see out of the corner of his eyes - Snape had taken the lead, and when the students were retreating, William could only barely hold up the defense to weaken Snape's continuous attacks. There is no time to protect students.

Fortunately, Snape had no intention of casting spells on the students. He just continued to release simple attack spells at extremely fast speeds, without any intention of using large-scale damage spells.

'Suddenly...'

Seeing the students dodge away from a certain distance, William finally reluctantly let go of his hands and feet, and used his wand to start to build a defense against deflection attacks. He quickly made gestures with his left hand, and quickly used this transformation technique to destroy the spell. The place is restored to flat ground to ensure that you can more easily avoid attacks.

'this…'

He found the right opportunity, forcibly deflected one spell, and then dodged another. He took the opportunity with his left hand to throw the rope out of the bag he carried, and then without putting on any protection, he directly hit Snape with a sleeping spell. .

"Bang~!!!"

There was a huge impact, and the silver shield that appeared in front of Snape flashed, and then obvious cracks appeared.

But the attack didn't stop there. The rope on the ground quietly emerged from the shadows like a snake, and then tied directly to Snape's legs.

Some people at the scene even screamed for the sudden attack on the rope, but William had no time to identify the idiot and remember his name.

He didn't even look at whether the rope had produced any results. He waved his wand one after another and cast spells one after another, trying to take advantage of this opportunity to completely regain the lost initiative.

However, the silver shield that reappeared directly bounced away the magic that gave up the power of the spell when he attacked quickly, and the rope that barely completed the first winding also turned into something in Snape's free hand. There were several pieces of broken rope.

Not only that, William clearly felt that the opponent on the opposite side was a bit more threatening - the only thing to be thankful for was that after a series of counterattacks, the first advantage he had lost had been recovered at this moment, and a thick layer of iron armor curse appeared next to his body. On the first floor, the ground becomes extremely smooth, suitable for dodging.

"What are you doing Severus Snape?"

William was still reinforcing the protection when asking, "All students, please leave the classroom quickly!"

"It's nothing," Snape grinned reluctantly, "It's just an ordinary - duel!"

Before he finished speaking, there was another powerful spell. This time it was no ordinary spell, it was simply a disgusting curse.

'duel? ’

William easily deflected the curse, and then something came to his mind...

'It's just a suggestion. If you don't agree, it will look unpleasant at most. But...wait a minute, he won't bite the bullet and agree, right? ’

A table was hit by a deflection spell and began to twist crazily. The wood was bent like a twist. This appearance made William couldn't help but confirm his guess - just knowing the proposal would definitely not make such a move.

The bad old man was very bad. Snape agreed and came to settle the score with himself. From this look, he definitely did not take the blame.

In this case, William didn't want to fight - it was his classroom that was demolished, not Snape's Potions classroom, and he wouldn't be able to get much compensation after the fight, and he was allowed to vent his anger.

Then - say goodbye.

Without thinking, he fired back a curse, and quickly cast a spell on the window with his left hand. When Snape was dealing with the spell, a rope directly dragged him, and then led him straight away from the smooth battlefield. As for the window, as he was approaching, the entire window shattered into powder, and then condensed into extremely sharp spikes, which were directed towards Snape as William waved his left hand.

William himself sprinted towards the window at a very high speed. The rope on his body flew out in a familiar way and stuck to the wall of the castle. After changing William's trajectory, he quickly released it. After several repetitions, he directly pulled William away. Sent to a height close to the ground.

Without thinking, he controlled the rope with his left hand to pull the ground to transform into a small platform that could catch people. He took out the wand in his right hand and pointed it directly at the window where he had broken it.

Thinking about it, you know that if he left so easily, Snape would be so angry that he would vomit blood - regardless of how Snape knew that he was the one who made the unethical proposal, today's fight would definitely not end like this.

'Fortunately, I haven't stopped training on the broomstick during these times, and I can barely use it - Hogwarts can't use Apparition, it's just too...'

He took out the broom with his left hand, and used the curse he had mastered directly towards the window with his right hand. The sound of tinkling tinkling could be heard for a while. It was obvious that Snape had no intention of letting him go and was ready to chase him all the way.

‘I didn’t force you to write it, you can refuse it, right? ’

William felt very wronged at this moment - just like patting someone on the shoulder to scare someone and then finding out that the other person was upset. Although the consequences were more serious, it was not entirely his fault!

This fight was too...

He stepped on the broomstick, preparing for a gorgeous spell attack, and then left arrogantly - you can settle the score with the principal, I will just come up with an idea, and I will fight with you only if you are the culprit!

As William stepped onto the broomstick, his left hand was completely freed. For a moment, he cast spells with the wand in his right hand and gestures with his left hand. All kinds of curses were thrown at the window crazily as if he didn't waste any magic power. The tinkling sound was as dense as rain hitting an iron plate.

Snape's situation was completely reversed from what he had been before. Now he was suppressing him in all directions - but William still felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, it was not him who had published a paper or anything. After confirming that he had the upper hand, , with a powerful spell, he held the broomstick in his left hand and began to accelerate and turn, waved his arm towards the window, and left gracefully.

‘By the way, who were those idiots who were stupid during the battle just now? ’

On the broom, William began to think back and prepare to give more lessons to those children who were not performing well. However, just when he was distracted for a moment, a strong sense of crisis came over him.

He turned his head to look, and then instantly cursed in his mind the popular curse words in Azkaban.

Not far behind, Snape was like a piece of dog-skin plaster, glued on without any shame - he did not use a broomstick, but stood in the air, flying close like a giant bat.

‘Shameless! ’

William didn't even bother to fight, and pushed the broom with all his strength, flying towards the Black Lake - when a wizard has the ability to fly, dealing with wizards playing with brooms in the air is just like playing.

Only the top Quidditch players could barely achieve the same agility on a broomstick as when casting spells on the ground, but William believed that he didn't have that talent and had no way to deal with the flying wizard.

All he could do now was to quickly find the large water source of the Black Lake, where he could barely have the possibility of fighting against Snape, who had mastered flying skills.

'If I had known, I might as well have fought him in the classroom...'

William complained while speeding up his flight - fortunately, Snape could not fly as fast as a broom, which allowed him to create a slight advantage in the environment.

"arrive!"

The Black Lake flew just a short distance away. The moment the broom flew over the Black Lake, William jumped off the broom and smashed his whole body towards the lake.

After touching the lake surface, William dipped his feet into the lake, and was lifted up by the ice in the blink of an eye. Then, starting from his feet, the lake water began to quickly form a thin and huge ice layer, and then thickened visibly to the naked eye. Thicker and thicker until it covers an area the size of a basketball court.

By the time everything was ready, Snape's figure was already visible to the naked eye.

Without any hesitation, countless ice cubes shattered out, and then turned into sharp and thin ice needles in the air. They flowed backwards towards the sky like water splashing, and under the illumination of the eyes, the backward flow turned into a waterfall reflecting colorful light.

However, when the icicle flew into the air, it stopped abruptly - a terrible crack appeared in the icicle, cutting it into two pieces. After being cut, it lost all the effects of its original attachment. .

In other words - it died, one spell killed by another.

"dark magic?"

William looked into the air with an evil look in his eyes - only black magic has such characteristics, otherwise, his continuous attacks would not be defeated by simple magic.

Just as he was asking the question, the floating ice cubes around him began to turn towards lavender, alluring and confusing - the black magic he was best at was the spell he had studied hard in Azkaban, and now it is even more Being good at using water to transform and fight has something to do with it.

The flame was just a prop during teaching - he was getting serious now.

I can't help but take it seriously. If black magic is used, this will no longer be a joke.

The lavender color on the ice crystal became more and more obvious. Just when William was about to take action, a voice suddenly sounded, "Put down the wand, Snape."

Moody appeared on the battlefield silently. Although he was far away, his wand was already pointed firmly at Snape.

The scene suddenly came to a standstill - it was obvious that Moody's butt was completely crooked, and just because of his title as the number one Auror... it was too overestimating to fight him, not to mention that there was William next to him.

Just when William was thinking about how to disarm with dignity, Professor McGonagall finally ran over panting.

"Professor Snape, Professor William, you all stop!"

She shouted from a distance, and only when she got closer did she show a slightly embarrassed look. Moody's position was so good that even she didn't realize it until he got closer.

However, no matter what, the crisis of the duel was finally subsided for the time being - William breathed a sigh of relief, and the purple ice began to melt slowly, but the ice under his feet was still firmly frozen on the lake.