From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"So your opinion is that our old rival, Lord Voldemort, has taken over Ilvermorny?"

In the principal's office, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment after listening to William's narrative, and then slowly asked William back.

"I hope not - but judging from the current situation," William slid his fingertips across the parchments spread out on the table. The circled data all told about the turbulence hidden under the peace on the other side of the ocean. Waves, "Without a doubt, yes."

"Ilvermorny..."

Dumbledore's eyes looked around the pile of data on the table, and finally focused on the book about the history of Ilvermorny. At the moment, it was unfolding on the story about Snakewood, "You Think that will give him a new lease of life?”

"If the legend is true, there is no doubt about it."

William leaned on the chair, "The formula of the potion is not random. Every ingredient is added with traces. Potions that use bezoar are either biased toward detoxification, or they use highly toxic ingredients that need to be neutralized. , multiple variants of Polyjuice Potion are inseparable from African tree snake skin - a snake tree that contains huge vitality and can do so many things."

"I don't know about others. If I were asked to concoct that snake tree, I would be sure to develop a life-extending potion within three years... without destroying the main trunk..."

William sighed, "The teaching of black magic is ready, and the means of organizing followers are also ready. As for manpower, a group of students who have just graduated over there have not found suitable jobs yet, let alone layoffs due to the turbulent situation. Now...the Dark Lord has plenty of manpower."

"So, Professor William, you mean..." Dumbledore paused, "He is targeting the entire American wizarding world?"

"There is no doubt that it is just like what Grindelwald tried to do back then." William looked down at those terrifying things and did not notice the slightest change in Dumbledore's eyes. "The difference is that he already has It’s an extremely strong bridgehead.”

"It's really strange...Who is helping the Dark Lord? His behavior is completely different from before," William raised his head, "Selecting locations, concealing things, and abandoning the previous Death Eaters. He is simply like a new one." Just like a person..."

"This is one of the reasons why I dare not say for sure," Dumbledore finally nodded. "I can't tell whether he is really back, or whether there is a wizard over there who is trying to integrate the American wizarding world. "

The difference between the two is huge - if Voldemort is really the case, he can easily interfere at any time. Even if there is enough proof that Voldemort has appeared there, he can directly and openly notify the local Magical Congress to arrest the Dark Lord. .

But if it is the latter, then he must not participate. His reputation is too important. For MACUSA, unless there is conclusive evidence, his intervention will be regarded as the beginning of an international war in the magical world - the local The wizards might even put aside all disputes and come together to resist his 'invasion'.

…

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore looked at William, "I will properly arrange for people to handle this matter, hoping to get tangible evidence... In addition, I will privately ask Fudge to inquire about it when he visits next time. information…"

"Stay vigilant, Professor William. The safety of the school is entrusted to you. If he really comes back over there, he will definitely try his best to kill Harry..."

"Okay, I'll pay attention to everything, principal."

William nodded, and then started to pack things, packing the candies on the table before Dumbledore recovered.

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"Again, before breakfast!"

Angelina shouted energetically. Although the team was still short of a goalkeeper, she still called out all the players early in the morning.

Harry could have sworn that if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't refuse any training today, and the first one was from the principal, then she would definitely find a way to let herself practice on the court for a while.

"Have a meal and go to training, Harry..."

When she reluctantly let Harry go, she had less than twenty minutes left for him to eat.

But Harry had no time to complain. He didn't even have time to say a few words to Ron, who had rushed over to prepare for the trial. After hurriedly encouraging Ron, he quickly rushed back to the lounge, put down the broom, trotted to the auditorium, and then After eating, I reluctantly ran to the empty classroom before the appointed time.

"God, your captain is too harsh..."

The other two were already waiting here. When they saw Harry, they started joking with smiles - Cedric and Montague were both Quidditch captains. They told the others to train well and try out before happily running away. .

"It's not bad," Harry wisely changed the topic, "What kind of training do you think we will receive today?"

"I don't know about that," Cedric took over enthusiastically, "Everyone knows that nothing that happens to Dumbledore can be considered a miracle."

"I'm very honored, but it's a bit over the top."

Dumbledore's voice rang. He walked into the empty classroom and closed the door. "To be honest, I haven't even been exposed to teaching work for many years. Even when the term started, I was hesitant. What should I do?" I want to tell you something."

He said in a serious tone, "Then I thought it would be a good thing for you to become better at the things you are good at."

Dumbledore did not go up to the podium, but sat in the row in front of Harry and the others, and urged them to sit up around him, "Then let us first talk about what you are good at."

It was the first time for the three of them to see such novel teaching - even the professors' club was a continuation of the gatherings. It had a fundamental context and they could freely talk about what they were good at. This was indeed a good topic.

However, just after Dumbledore motioned for them to speak, Harry, who was pointed at first, was stunned.

If he's good at it...what is he good at?

The professor said that he had a talent for fighting, could quickly master combat spells, and could do some combat skills almost instinctively - but in front of Dumbledore, he really didn't dare to boast that he was good at fighting. .

Transfiguration?

Lupine asked him to hide it. Although Harry knew that Dumbledore knew, there were still two former teammates present - but even if they were not present, Harry felt that he could not tell that he was good at transfiguration. talk.

What else?

Herbal medicine? Potion? Divination? A spell? It was even more difficult to say this - Harry's face turned a little red, and under the gaze of the others, he finally closed his eyes and said in a broken voice: "I think I am good at flying..."

This is the only thing he can confidently say he is good at.

But the ridicule did not appear. Dumbledore nodded with a smile, "Flying? It's a little different from what I thought, but it's not a big problem. I think we will find something helpful in this area soon."

"What about you, Cedric-san?"

While Harry was thinking, Cedric was also thinking hard about what he was good at, especially after Harry's answer, his answer had been refined.

"I can't say I'm good at it, but I prefer to explore more - I tried to explore last summer vacation. Although I was a little confused at first to deal with the difficulties, it was really fun."

"Adventure? It's great too."

Dumbledore nodded, "I probably thought of it."

The next one was Montague, and his answer was very concise and clear, "I am good at sneaking. I like the feeling of hiding in the dark. I have been thinking about this this summer vacation."

"Stealth? Interesting answer."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement, "Well, let me briefly describe the lessons we will teach in the next period of time. It will change according to your learning progress."

"By flying, I assume you mean using a broomstick, Harry?"

Harry nodded quickly.

"Then, a bag of invisible expansion spells that can be easily put into a broom at any time would be great. We can practice the invisible expansion spells first, and then become familiar with the spell variants."

"After mastering it skillfully, we can simply learn how to make temporary broomsticks..."

"This requires some advanced applications of transfiguration. I think you can try to master this part of the homework next."

"I'll think about the next courses later, so that's it for now..."

When Dumbledore spoke, Montague and Cedric's eyes lit up - they had actually imagined many times that Dumbledore would teach them something, but no one expected that what they encountered would be like this. surprise!

Maybe for other people, this kind of course is a bit tasteless, but for them, this kind of course is simply a tailor-made course!

As expected, the next training Cedric received was some training on transfiguration techniques commonly used in camping, and the prerequisites were also a lot of transfiguration-related content.

As for Montague, Dumbledore said that Montague's idea was very good, and then after talking about some side-line concealment magic, he asked Montague to start training in transfiguration. The subsequent concealment magic would have to wait for a while.

No one would believe this if told to other people, but Dumbledore said it quite naturally, making the three warriors present feel that Dumbledore planned to spend some time studying related magic.

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"The traceless expansion spell is so difficult..."

Harry was still in a daze at the moment. Although Dumbledore tried his best to explain in simple and profound terms, he didn't seem to be very talented in this area. He only had a general understanding and would have to spend a lot of time studying later.

The other two had a better grasp than him, but not much better - but none of this made Harry more depressed...

After all, he saw Montague and Cedric's doubtful looks today.

Except for the Invisible Expansion Spell, he was able to complete most of the other two's courses just by observing them, especially the concealment skills that Montague had to learn... Harry didn't even dare to succeed in the end...

This is very, very outrageous - but it is the truth.

Of those he had completed, Montague had only completed one... Harry could clearly feel Montague's eyes full of resentment.

‘There’s just a lot more homework. ’

What he wants to learn is the Traceless Expansion Spell, and he urgently needs this spell - it would be great if the Firebolt could be carried with him!

To be honest, he was very much looking forward to being in front of the twin brothers, in front of the other teammates, and in front of Qiu. He lightly touched his pocket and took out the Firebolt, then stepped on it and flew into the sky. The scene filled him with anticipation. .

Perhaps due to excessive expectations, when Ron came over to report the good news at noon, he smiled so happily that the people around him couldn't help but cast their eyes over him several times. Even Ron was wondering why Harry was so happy.

‘Once you’ve learned it, show it off! ’

Harry made up his mind, and took advantage of the lunch date to finish his homework, and then hurried towards Moody's office, preparing to receive Moody's professional training.

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"I finally understand..."

After Harry completed a series of detection actions and took a short rest, he found that Moody's eyes were staring at him, whether it was the magic eye or the only remaining normal eye.

‘Understand what? ’

Harry was a little confused, but didn't dare ask.

"Try this again!"

Moody's wooden legs made a rhythmic sound on the floor, and the room had been expanded greatly - he came to another open space, and then pointed it out to Harry, "Try, dodge the attack, and then Control the wand to fight back and destroy as many things as possible!”

A muddy road emerged with the stroke of Moody's wand, something Harry had not been trained to do - but it was not a big problem.

Whether it was the third-year special training or the fourth-year warriors training with each other, they had similar preparations. He rushed over quickly and began to rely on magic and transformation to avoid the obstacles - it was not very difficult, although it was a little faster. A little bit, but Harry still passed the muddy road with a little embarrassment.

"I finished!"

Harry shouted without turning his head, but before he finished speaking, he raised his wand and shouted a new spell, "Armor for protection!"

Just when the Iron Armor Curse appeared, a silent spell hit Harry, making a huge impact.

"Great, great."

Moody's mouth widened, and his smile was even a little ferocious.

"I understand what Professor William said. It is indeed a talent that only comes once in ten years - no no..."

He forcibly held back his subsequent words of praise, "It's still a little bad, but it can barely be considered an Auror bud."

"However, further development and training is needed."

Moody's eyes were full of admiration, but he said something like he still needed to work harder.

Harry didn't dare to ask or say anything - and he didn't even dare to mention what Dumbledore said before about me being better at flying.

"Take some more training in spell casting. Will you be able to do a sneak attack?"

"Professor William talked about it? That's great, let's test the spell casting again! Let's try the spell casting in various situations!"