From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Too slow, hurry up, hurry up!"

William was sitting on the window sill on the third floor. The vines woven by the Transfiguration spell formed an extremely delicate chair, and the other end was wrapped around the window sill.

While he was fiddling with a small ball of flame floating in the air, he shouted loudly at the sweaty students running below - but the people below did not dare to say anything except speeding up.

This is another self-defense course - the content of the course is only one, when danger occurs, retreat to the castle in the shortest possible time.

This sounds simple, but it is not that easy to operate. The gate of the castle looks really big, but when the crowd pours in a little faster, it will be blocked directly.

Therefore, prefects need to coordinate and dispatch, and professors need to provide guidance from above - who comes first, who comes later, and how to complete all this with the least command force when an emergency occurs?

It sounds only a little complicated, but in actual implementation, there are too many variables. Even if this exercise was only conducted among grades one to four, there were still many mistakes.

Those who fell down, those who sprained their feet, those who lost their belongings and bent down to pick them up - in short, it was outrageous and outrageous.

Although William repeatedly emphasized before class, there were still students who did not listen to the advice and became a hindrance in a panic.

‘Sure enough, there is a big gap between ideal and reality. ’

William sighed - but if there is no chaos, there will be no effect. Although he is unwilling to think bad things about the students, after seeing the environment like Azkaban, he still thinks that someone may deliberately deliberately retreat during the students' retreat. Creating chaos was considered in the bill.

'Of course, it would be nice if the Dark Lord could bring the battlefield to the United States when he officially decides to stand up, but we have to prepare for the worst...'

'It is indeed a bit late to choose prefects after fifth grade. To be honest, if something bad happens, it would be better to have a leader of the same age among these lower grade students, but if they are too old If they are young, they have to worry that they are not strong enough to protect their classmates...'

"Okay, let's rest for five minutes!"

While shouting, William used the transformation technique to pull himself down with the help of the deformed vines, and landed among the students.

"Good job, Adams."

He nodded towards Adams - yes, it was not Lupine and Moody who cooperated with him, but Adams and the others.

How to say, this is a necessary thing.

You can't rely on Lupine and Moody to do everything. When Hogwarts is in danger, precious combat power should not be used to guide students to retreat... although this real reason can easily lead to a duel.

"How does it feel?"

He smiled and took out some snacks from his bag and distributed them to the professors.

"It's not that great - it's the first time I've discovered that there are jobs that are more tiring than a greenhouse," Adams picked out a small bag of preserves. "Honestly, when I see someone bending down to pick something up, I want to pick him up and run away. ”

He shook his head helplessly - in a dense crowd, bending down was almost an act of seeking death, especially when the perpetrator was still a child... If he fell and was stepped on a few times, magic would probably occur. A tragedy that cannot be cured.

"So we need to practice more, otherwise why would we spend so much time on this kind of class? Isn't it just to prevent them from having problems when an emergency happens?"

William smiled and said, "I'm watching from above. It's much better than last time."

"At least no one bent down to pick up the headdress last time..."

Another professor was still a little angry - they originally thought that such an exercise would be almost easy, but they did not expect that the reality was much more difficult than they imagined.

"So please, everyone, please keep a closer look and take a closer look - it's a behavior that can easily get hurt. Otherwise, why would we need to invite Madam Pomfrey to keep an eye on her and prepare so many potions?"

William smiled and comforted the professors, and after a while he began to call in the assisting prefects.

"Well done! This time it's much better than last time! But there are still many flaws. Let's try it again. Thank you for your hard work!"

The prefects were all his students. They nodded hurriedly, and then began to arrange for the students to retreat out of the castle into groups according to grade and college.

"Okay, you're ready!"

William once again used the vines to pull himself up to the perfect angle position on the third floor, re-fixed the magic, and began to issue acting orders.

'I never thought I would be able to use this experience one day...'

He shook his head helplessly.

Hogwarts is not afraid of fire, because there is magic, even if it is a severe fire, there is still a counter-curse.

This place is not afraid of earthquakes. It has been reinforced countless times, and even the apparation cannot sneak in. Most earthquakes are not even enough to be sensed here.

Likewise, you are not afraid of floods, because no matter how heavy the rain is or how fierce the water flow is, you will be helpless in the face of the transformation spell.

We are not even afraid of students bringing in dangerous weapons - to be honest, wands are the most dangerous weapons in the magic world.

However, it will be different when the war comes.

"I hope it won't be needed..."

William sighed and continued to issue orders.

Prices in the American wizarding world are becoming increasingly outrageous, attacks can no longer be covered up, and the black market is rampant—even the supply of basic living supplies is out of control.

The Dark Lord is gradually expanding his strength. If Azkaban hadn't stopped him, God knows what level his strength would have expanded to at this moment...

Dumbledore's spy came back and brought more first-hand information. Just last night, Dumbledore went to visit him today to express his condolences - but the result is not expected to be too optimistic.

'I don't know how many Horcruxes there are...a group of crotchless Death Eaters, even if they can't compare to Bella, they can't even compare to Malfoy, who is now recognized as the number two traitor...'

William was thinking as he looked at the students below - during this period, he and Dumbledore looked through the Death Eaters' homes again, but still found nothing. The only thing that could be said to be somewhat gainful was that the shop where the Dark Lord stayed was now I can no longer bear the pressure and am ready to hand over the account books for that year.

'Dumbledore said that the Dark Lord's professor back then was Slughorn. He probably knew the secret of the Dark Lord's Horcrux, because the other professor had passed away... So when can Dumbledore capture him? ’

‘There’s no information from the old professor either – hell, how could the Dark Lord get in touch with the Purifiers? ’

William sighed - forget about working hard to improve your strength, go to the Forbidden Forest later to practice the battle after transformation...

Now that we have reached this point, the next reinforcement should be the exiled government of the Magic Congress... Could reinforcements be dropped from the sky?

(ps: That’s it for today…)