From Azkaban To Hogwarts

The third competition is a duel between warriors from four schools in a maze. The relevant details have already been submitted, and the corresponding maze was also built during this time - considering the strength of the warriors' spells, this time The walls of the maze will be continuously strengthened with spells during construction to prevent the maze from collapsing as the warriors fight against it.

However, William did not participate in the whole process of setting up the venue for the third competition, that is, designing and manufacturing the maze.

There is no way. Although the attention of the entire European magic world is almost focused on the last game of the Triwizard Tournament, the third game will be held on June 24th. On that day, let alone The important OWLs exam is here. Even ordinary students have finished it and are starting to pack their things and prepare to leave school...

"I'll leave it to you about the maze..."

In the big office, William pushed some of the more interesting trap setting methods that he had thought of to Lu Ping, "I have to concentrate on dealing with those fifth grade students. After all, there are still a few days left. Take the time to review and review." Effect."

"That's right. Ever since the warriors learned about the maze, those guys were so excited that they were about to rush into the maze. I saw someone drawing a map of the maze's terrain - don't they know that before the game started, those walls When the body is not fixed, we have to change the position of the wall..."

"Anyway, we can't let fifth graders do such stupid things..."

William sighed and took out another piece of parchment from the drawer, "Here are the syllabus for the second and seventh grades. Professor Moody, please leave their study during this period...Damn it!" The elixir, I almost want to stop its fire..."

"How is it doing?"

Moody took the syllabus and asked casually.

"Theoretically, the final change should occur at this stage. Then I add the last ingredient and cook it for about a week, so that its light golden color can gradually become thicker, but... this is almost half a month overdue..."

William sighed, "If it really doesn't work, I will have to risk increasing the temperature and speed up. I can't delay the last change until the exam..."

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"Still no change..."

William looked at the elixir boiling on the fire and was filled with sorrow - he was not joking with Moody. The OWLs exam lasted for two weeks. If the elixir had not been successfully brewed before the exam, he would have no choice but to Regrettably, I used herbs to deal with the unfinished product, then extinguished the flame that had been burning for more than half a year, and turned to analyze where the failure was.

Fortunately, there are three professors in the school this year, so everything has been sorted out, and the students' homework has not fallen behind. He has taken care of the fifth-grade homework. The second-grade class is a combination of two teaching systems. As for the seventh-grade class, In the first grade, it is time to absorb different knowledge and see more practical combat.

"Tomorrow...if there is no change tomorrow, then we will increase the temperature and try to promote the change of the medicine..."

He took one last look at his elixir, rearranged the protective spells, then picked up the paper bag and walked towards his classroom.

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"The next class is..."

"There should be no more... Even Professor William stopped teaching and instead handed out some review outlines..."

When a class ended, the exhausted students lay down on the table to rest for a while, and then began to walk like zombies towards the next classroom.

Normally, they would return to the common room to change clothes and bring the necessary textbooks and props, but now no one has time to pay attention to it. Being able to lie down for a while during class has become their greatest happiness. They have to keep grinding. When the second class is about to start, I will use various methods to cheer myself up, and then walk towards the second classroom.

"there is none left?"

The student who asked the question was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it a herbal medicine class?"

"No, the herbal medicine class has also been stopped. It's time for independent review..."

"sky…"

The students began to panic. They who had been paying a little attention to external competitions were now completely panicked, because this meant that the OWLs exam was almost at the tip of their noses...

No one used magic potions or materials to refresh themselves, but everyone suddenly became energetic.

Without any hesitation, they began to walk towards the lounge of their college. In twos and threes, they began to make appointments to help each other review, hoping to weaken their fear of the unknown.

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"We've still come this far..."

William looked at the motionless elixir on the flame and began to pick and choose from the herbs in his collection.

After gathering together the required materials, he held his breath and began to apply all-round protection for himself, and then patiently checked the raw materials again.

"let's start."

He carefully lit another crucible, and then began to dexterously prepare new potions.

Sudden increase in the temperature of the potion will certainly make the potion's special changes faster, but it is also very likely to completely destroy a potion. Therefore, protecting the potion is essential.

But the more complex the potion, the easier it is to be contaminated. Even if he is relatively confident in his own potion recipe, it is still risky.

Fortunately, he was very skilled in brewing protective potions. After about half an hour, he successfully brewed the needed potion, poured it into the dragon fat, and started casting spells to allow the potion's properties to be absorbed.

Subsequently, the cast dragon fat was added to the crucible of the elixir by William with an expression as if he was breaking the jar. After confirming that it had completely covered the elixir, William endured the heartache and began Increased the flames of Felixir.

Visible to the naked eye, the color of the Fuling Elixir began to change, and a faint golden ray began to gradually take shape.

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"William!"

Outside the door of William's office, Adams knocked on the door, "I haven't come out for two days. The elf said he couldn't enter the room. There was no advance notice or danger warning. What are you -"

‘Who called me? ’

William, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, turned over and took out his wand, ready to cast a spell on the noisy guy. When he touched the wand, he felt something was wrong - when did Azkaban allow wands to enter?

He opened his eyes with difficulty and stared at the familiar ceiling for a moment before realizing that this was his office and not the cage in Azkaban.

"William!!!"

"If you don't respond, I'll call the professors to break down the door!"

‘What’s the noise——’

He wiped a little trace of saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then used magic to clean the traces on his hands while scolding himself for being stupid. Then he got up, wearing pajamas and a nightcap on his head, recalling what happened - he I was too tired to shout out the door.

"William!!!"

The sound increased again, and William had no choice but to stand up, stretch his aching muscles, and then took the wand to create a fake body and stood at the door of the outer office. He stood on the side, waved the wand, and the door opened in response.

"William, you are so angry with the students——"

Before Adams could say anything, the door slammed shut.

William finally remembered why he slept so soundly - even though he was worried and uneasy in every possible way, under his constant supervision, the Fuling Elixir passed through the last stage smoothly and was completed perfectly. The last ingredient has been incorporated, and all that needs to be done is to wait for the last week of slow cooking.

At present, it seems that the quality is not as good as expected, but it is basically infinitely close to success.

It was the second night after he started speeding up the cooking. He hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't plan to share it with anyone - almost done and finished were two different things. He planned to share the good news after it was done, so as not to share it with anyone. Something unexpected happened and slapped me in the face.

Therefore, he quickly cast a spell on the protective magic on the crucible to cover up the potion that he was about to succeed. Then he cast a transformation spell on the clothes, turning them into regular clothes, and then opened the door.

"Isn't it just a nightcap problem...you actually closed the door..."

"Did you stay up late to write the papers? Did you sleep for so long all at once? Or is it that your grades in fifth grade were really unsatisfactory, so you hid in your room after the last lesson before the OWLs exam, shameless to see anyone? "

Adams looked at William curiously, "Let me tell you, the grades of the fifth grade are indeed a little worse than the previous grade, but there is really no need to worry so much. Those students heard that you were so worried about their grades, and they all took time to review. Self-defense is magic, you are violating the rules..."

'I have squeezed out most of those guys' potential to cope with the exam... How do you see that I am worried...'

William rolled his eyes silently in a way that was not easily noticed. He was in a good mood at the moment. Although his rest was interrupted, he still didn't want to do anything excessive.

"I'll sleep a little longer... Chat at noon, Adams..."

Just being able to explain his own mistakes, William felt that he was already very sleepy. He hurriedly dug out some snacks from the drawer, gave some to Adams, ate some himself, and then showed no mercy to him. He pushed it out, locked the door smoothly, cleaned his mouth and went directly back to the lounge inside. After restoring the shape of his clothes, he lay straight on the bed, pulled the quilt, and fell asleep again.

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"The self-defense assessment is over. The next assessment is herbal medicine."

After the exam, Professor Marchban, the examiner, announced expressionlessly that the exam was over. The last few students who participated in the practical assessment left the classroom with relief - now it was the professor of the next subject who was nervous.

Adams was holding a chocolate frog in his hand, with no intention of eating it, and the package made a crackling sound when he squeezed it.

As a new professor, he shouldn't be so nervous about theory, but - this class of students is really unsettling...

In particular, due to weather reasons this year's herbal medicine exam (rainy days will cause the plants in the greenhouse to become inactive, affecting the exam effect), he had to change the time with the self-defense course that was supposed to be held later, so he was supposed to take the exam today. The final assessment was delayed for a while.

"Don't be nervous...it's just a swap this year..."

William smiled and patted Adams on the shoulder - it is true that student performance has been affected to a certain extent this year, but overall it is okay, except that it will be really ridiculously bad at Christmas...

"Professor William, the students' results are very good...well, maybe we can make the same optimistic prediction about this year's exam results."

A smile appeared on Professor March's face. The Examination Authority was never happy about how many people failed, especially at her age. It was very happy to see Hogwarts students with good grades.

"That would be great... To be honest, with the Triwizard Tournament this year, the learning atmosphere in the school is really..."

William shook his head, "The rest of the grades will have to suffer a little next year. This year, except for the fifth grade, there will be a lot left behind - but it's not all bad. At least everyone knows something about outstanding foreign wizards."

"That's the truth," Professor Marchban nodded, "But having said that, how much hope do you think this year's warriors have to win the championship? This year's examiners are all concerned about this issue... It's so bad, I actually need to urge them to supervise the exam carefully. Coming..."

After chatting for a while, William finally returned to his office with the good news. Adams looked much calmer at this moment, but William didn't dare to ask...

Fortunately, the fifth-grade students proved themselves again in the next day's exam - no matter how chaotic the outside world is, the professors can still hold back.

Professor Marchban secretly revealed the news that this class of students was no worse than before, which made Adams, who had already finished the exam, feel relieved.

'It's just...that group of students at Christmas time were really...'

He had dinner peacefully, lay down on the bed earlier than usual, and fell asleep peacefully.

"Adams!"

In the haziness, Adams suddenly heard something calling him. The voice was very close, as if it was exploding right next to his ears.

"Adams, wake up quickly. The exams are over. The results are said to be pretty good. With such results and at such a time, how can you be in the mood to sleep? Get up and drink to celebrate!"

The sound continued to blast in his ears. Adams opened his eyes and found a magic bubble floating in from the window. Then it arrived at his bedside and exploded with a bang.

‘Who is so damaging? How wicked is it to come up with such a spell? ’

"Adams, get up and drink!"

New bubbles exploded around him, and apart from waking him up, the neighbors probably wouldn't be able to hear them...

He poked his head out and found the instigator William and Professor Singed standing under the castle with evil smiles on their faces.

‘Revenge, absolutely revenge! ’

He suddenly remembered what happened when he woke William up a week or so ago - no doubt, this was definitely revenge!

Thinking of this, he stuck his head out, shouted in a low voice, sealed the words in the parchment with magic, formed a simple shouting letter, and then threw it down.

However, the person downstairs didn't buy it, and a bubble floated up.

"I know, come down quickly!"

What do you know - you didn’t even read the letter! No, your belief is ruined!

Adams complained, then put on his clothes and prepared to go downstairs.

"Hurry up, jump down, we'll use magic to catch up!"

Another bubble exploded.