From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Hogwarts is a good school. Although the income of being a professor at the school is not very impressive, considering other aspects, being a professor at Hogwarts is a career choice that satisfies most people.

Except for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

After Hogwarts hired a bunch of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at a speed that seemed like they were using professors as ingredients, people began to spread rumors that Hogwarts cannibals - bah, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts This position is cursed.

What's even worse is that not only has this speculation not been refuted, Hogwarts has also not stopped recruiting Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

Therefore, Mengton almost immediately stuffed the words "just give it a try" back into his stomach - what an international joke, he just escaped from the hell place of Azkaban through his connections, really let him be a fool As for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, it would be better to send him back to Azkaban, where at least the dementors would guard him and there would be no danger of his life.

Thinking of Azkaban, he couldn't help but shuddered again - those gangsters had no morals and bullied a poor middle-aged wizard like him. This was really not good at all, especially the way those guys used to torture him. It was a random process, but he ended up confessing one thing and cleaning the toilet one after another. He was completely prepared, especially the youngest one, who was full of bad ideas and was not wronged at all by being imprisoned in Azkaban.

An idea popped into his mind instantly and never left him.

'What if those guys went to Hogwarts and became Defense Against the Dark Arts professors? ’

Yu Gong solved Dumbledore's big problem, and Yu Private avenged him - even though the other party may have left Azkaban early because of this incident, no professor in that position could You will stay for a year, and you will most likely have to go to the hospital for a period of time when you leave.

Thinking of this, Mengton couldn't restrain his smile, and the corner of his mouth opened in an obvious arc: "If you really can't find a candidate for professor outside, you can go to Azkaban and have a look. There are many people there. He has something to do with black magic, and he must be willing to become a professor in order to get out of prison."

"Be a professor and teach them how to go to Azkaban?"

Moody looked at Monton with an expression like you've lost your mind.

"I think I have captured enough prisoners in Azkaban, and I don't need Hogwarts to send more talents there."

"Not every prisoner should stay there for the rest of his life. If the prisoner is sentenced to a lighter sentence, he can still be taught some normal content."

Mengton felt more and more that his idea might be realized. If the professor had to be used for a year or even a shorter period of time, those light-duty criminals were undoubtedly the best choice. The crimes committed could be forgiven to a certain extent, but they would not Broken jars cannot get the job done properly.

And if he chooses this way, the probability that his cellmate will become a professor is too high. No matter which bastard becomes a professor, it will be a bloody profit for him.

If you do two things with one idea, you will make a lot of money.

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When William and the others returned to their cell, they discovered that their cell had been stolen again.

However, this time everyone was in high spirits, and there was no disappointment at all - after all, the total this time was less than a Galleons, and in prison, it was not even as valuable as the chocolate they consumed every day.

I am happy not because of the money lost, but because this cell will soon be filled with a new prisoner.

This means a lot of outside news and new fun, which is something worth celebrating in Azkaban where daily life is boring.

Although the ships replenishing supplies would occasionally bring in a newspaper, such sought-after goods were not only expensive, but also did not contain many interesting things. How could there be as much information as a living prisoner bringing in?

Wouldn't it be twice as happy if there were a new prisoner with the same talent as William?

William is also very happy. New people mean new treasure chests-what if this one can draw a card with a higher rarity?

Or maybe this time a Hogwarts dropout would cheat on exams or use magic outside of school. That would also be a good thing. It would make his increasingly slow magic research break through several levels in a row.

Unfortunately, everyone guessed wrong this time.

The person who came in this time was not a human being...

Although he had long known that this magical world was real and that there were a lot of inhuman beings in the magical world, William still felt bad after an inhuman magical creature became his cellmate.

This is a complete little monster, with two big bat-like slaps and two protruding eyes, not much smaller than a tennis ball - and most importantly, its appearance has nothing to do with the word cute.

He was not tall and his clothes were dirty. When he came in, he was almost carried and thrown in by the batter.

The beater didn't even have the intention of making a wisecrack. After throwing this guy in, he left with a stern face, as if this little guy owed him a large amount of money but had no way to repay it, so he could only vent his anger by throwing him in jail. .

"Hey, William, our cell is blessed."

The big man patted William's shoulder mischievously, which made William feel a desire to complain. Fortunately, the big man didn't say that our cell was rich.

Holding back the complaints that were about to overflow, William pointed at the magical creature he didn't recognize, "What is that?"

"You're a smuggler and you don't even know this?"

Where did your sense of déjà vu come from, as if you were just a farmer and couldn't tell the difference between grains?

"What a coincidence. I have only been in the industry for a short time and I have never seen it before. What is this?"

"House elves are the top household helpers, only pureblood families have them. Hey, this is a status symbol."

"Expensive?"

"You smugglers are just money and money all day long, without any pursuit. No wonder your stories are all about human beings. Obviously the enchantress and the centaur are also great, okay?"

What's wrong is you, okay!

Also, you, a black market guy, how do you have the confidence to be superior to smuggling? Everyone is squatting in Azkaban, can you please stop talking about the second brother?

"Okay, let me tell you this. Not only do these guys not get paid a knut, they eat less and work more, they are also loyal. When serving one family, they would never think of changing jobs to another family. Their strength is also considered to be the same. With good skills, an ordinary school graduate may not be able to defeat these house elves."

The big man said as he looked at the skylight, as if imagining he had a house elf.

"The most important thing is that these guys do a better job than the best butlers. Whether you live in an ordinary house or a huge castle, it can be managed in an orderly manner and will serve delicious food when you come home. Meals are served, the fireplace is warmed, all the clothes are washed, and all the furniture is polished - and all this without paying a knut!"

Good guy, smart furniture is not that convenient!

William couldn't help but feel envious.

Just when he was dreaming of getting mixed up with a house elf, the new inmate stood up.

"Hello, my name is Jin Coin!"

The new house elf raised his head and looked serious.

"As long as you pay me enough galleons, I will provide the most perfect service to my employer!"

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