From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Asshole, I asked you to throw it, I asked you to throw it!"

When William didn't call to stop, the two wizards who were wrestling with each other finally decided the winner. The one who threw the big dung egg was pinned to the ground and suffered a lot of punches, and the corners of his eyes were obviously stained.

The other one didn't fare well either. A large piece of his robe was torn off, a strand of hair was missing, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Apart from his triumphant expression, which made it clear that he was the winner, there was not much difference in appearance between the two.

Just when he was about to show off to the people around him, he noticed the professor wearing the Bubble Curse, and then he remembered that this was a class.

"Professor, you saw it, he did it first!"

Very good, know how to complain first, this child has a future.

William nodded in approval, "Yes, I saw it. He tried to attack you with a big dung egg. Although this is not illegal, it is indeed very vicious. Similarly, you did not use black magic in the fight, so it is not illegal either. .”

"That's great, Professor."

He took a few steps forward excitedly, as if he wanted to share his joy with others, but both his classmates from the same college and William, who was a professor, took that step back.

‘What is this child’s name? That's right, Roy. ’

"Classmate Roy, please calm down. I haven't finished my opinions yet. If you come closer, I'm afraid I will have to send you to Mr. Filch for trying to attack the professor."

William tried his best to say disgusting words in a non-disgusting tone.

"Another classmate Stephen, how do you feel now? Can you stand up on your own? If you can't get up, I will use a floating spell to send you to the hospital for treatment."

Another classmate who was knocked down immediately became lively and energetic - being sent to the hospital by the levitating spell meant that this state spread across half of the school. If that happened, he would rather be hanged on the astronomy tower.

"Okay, you two stand there and don't move, waiting for the punishment opinion. If you are willing, you can use a spell to clean yourself up first."

William said to them, then turned to face the remaining classmates.

Since the seventh grade students mostly rely on self-study, their hands-on skills are very high. At this moment, William looked at the past, with a water-soaking spell on his head, which gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had left the magical world and entered a science fiction style - —The Bubble Curse is so similar to an astronaut’s helmet.

"There are still the last pair of classmates left. Do you still want to go up and fight?"

The sound passed through the Bubble Curse and became muffled, but it was still very clear.

The two students took a look at the ruined duel venue and shook their heads in unison - seeing such a battle today was already worth it. There is no need to fight again. The two sides can't cooperate well and slip up. If it were on the ground, I probably wouldn't be able to eat lunch.

"Very good, then the combat class is basically over -" William said seriously, then turned his head, "Have the two students over there cleaned up?"

"Some more, Professor!"

While talking, the classmate named Roy used the cyclone spell to remove the debris on his clothes.

After waiting for about two minutes, even the damaged robes were repaired by magic. Except for the obvious scars on the faces of the two students, there were no signs of fighting on the robes. This made William couldn't help but admire the magic of magic. Come.

Although in terms of combat prowess alone, he could definitely put these two students down easily, but in terms of the breadth of learning magic, these two students completely crushed him - his magic related to life can be calculated by hand.

"It's a good use of magic. One point for Gryffindor and Slytherin each."

"It's okay, Professor."

Roy, who had won the battle, said modestly with a happy face. Although Stephen on the side did not speak, his face was not so ugly because he got extra points.

"So do some physical exercise. When get out of class is over, you two go to Mr. Filch to get some detergent for me. You are not allowed to use magic and clean the classroom with your hands and a rag alone."

William looked at the two of them, smiled and expressed his opinions on the punishment.

"No, Professor, what you said does not violate the rules!"

"I'm not talking about breaking the rules," William shook his head, his voice becoming more gritted, "Are you two orangutans, the magical creatures in Uganda? You have studied magic for six years, and then in front of a bunch of classmates , with fists?”

"After he hits you, you use a curse. What happens if you catch him and rush upward? As long as a curse flies over, you will lie down directly over there. This distance is enough for more than three spells to hit you - And you, you run away when he comes? The leg-locking curse, the petrification curse, the coma curse, these are the knowledge of fifth grade at most. You are about to graduate from Hogwarts. If you don't use a spell, you will be chased and used with fists. Beat? Isn't your wand crying?"

"You know how to use a wand when cleaning - are we taking a home economics class? How about I go to Professor Sprout of Hufflepuff to borrow some cookbooks next class, and then give you a cooking class? At the end of the semester, I will lead you to proudly announce that seventh-year students at Hogwarts can get married? Do you think this is Japan and you are here to learn the bridal practice? "

"Also, the most important thing is that I clearly gave you two chances, but you have no intention of cleaning up the damaged venue - will the next classmates stand here to duel?"

The two students lowered their heads together - it was impossible to justify not using a wand.

"Okay, after class, write a paper about trauma treatment. You can write as much or as little as you like. Those who pass the paper can participate in the practical class in the next class. As for the students who are unqualified - self-study and complete the test paper, of course. If you are willing to be used as material, you can also participate in practical classes."

William waved his hand, then pulled a group of students and walked directly towards the door - the Bubble Curse solved the taste damage, but the visual damage was unavoidable.

"Goodbye Professor."

"goodbye."

…

After a series of greetings, the students gradually dispersed. It seemed that everyone was basically satisfied with the class - except for the two unlucky ones who were punished for cleaning the classroom.

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'Thursday of the second week at Hogwarts'

'The classroom that I worked so hard to tidy up was stained by two bastard boys (crossed out). It is reasonable to punish them - however, their practical experience is indeed terrible, and this aspect needs to be strengthened. After all, they are about to leave school. ’

'Professor Lockhart's club is still very popular. In comparison, I punished two more students today - but the seventh-year students are not resentful. It seems that the fifth-year students need more training. ’

‘Besides, the sky is still gloomy. It won’t rain again tomorrow, right? ’

ps: During the day, is there?