From Azkaban To Hogwarts

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When the students rushed to William's office to report, William was cursing by the researcher.

A sixth-grade student stumbled to the office, panting for breath, "Professor William...why, something happened...someone was attacked by black magic..."

"dark magic?"

William's face at the back of the table suddenly became serious. This is what he studied in his course, and he knew exactly what black magic meant.

Most black magic has one thing in common, the wounds it creates are extremely difficult to heal or simply cannot heal.

Although the situation was urgent, William resisted the urge to run over immediately.

"What kind of wound? What kind of black magic? How old is the caster?"

While speaking, William quickly opened his drawer and found out the first aid kits he had prepared in his spare time. These items are very delicate, and if they are kept in a bag for a long time, they will not be able to hold them for a week.

"I don't know, Professor," the child shook his head, "They were petrified, they are at the door of the kitchen, like sculptures, but the posture is not a petrification curse at all, it's almost like—"

He considered the words, "Like a sculpture, completely lost the signs of life."

"sculpture?"

William thought quickly, but this description made him unable to find an accurate curse.

"Forget it, go to the scene first."

——

When William arrived at the scene, the students had already packed the kitchen area.

Near the kitchen is Hufflepuff’s lounge, and those Hufflepuff students occupy most of the surrounding space.

"My classmates give in, I need to judge the situation on the spot," William said from behind, blessed by the amplified voice of magic, the students quickly squeezed a path for him.

Ignoring courtesy at this moment, William rushed towards the middle of the crowd.

The situation was worse than he had imagined-one person and one ghost were leaning against the wall, stiff and lifeless, like a sculpture that had been eroded by the wind for hundreds of years, and there was a sense of decay that even the stone died.

There is no doubt that this is not an ordinary petrification spell, but black magic.

‘It’s not made by students, at least by ordinary students. ’

William made a judgment in an instant, and then began to pull out his dragon leather gloves from his pocket-not a high-end product, but it was enough for this kind of scene.

‘The double-double is almost there, it will affect the flexibility more. ’

He quickly cleaned the glove with a spell, then put it on.

"Keep quiet!" William turned his head to look at all the students, and then carefully observed the students leaning on the wall.

He was small, with a horrified expression on his face, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrifying—

‘What scares her like this? ’

William was a little curious. This kid could take one for the open-book exam, which made him remember very deeply, "I remember when I first met, she also said that she would roast the giant squid in Heihu, a foodie of this level. What do you see that scares you like this? ’

He watched Selma's falling position and tried to right her up-‘lift your head up, what she sees must be very high...’

But this speculation is basically useless. Selma is like a first-year student. Apart from house elves, this school is no shorter than her...

‘But with this look, you were cursed without even having time to change your expression? ’

In order to prevent the determination of the type, William turned and looked at another victim.

"Fat monk..."

He couldn't help but raised his hand and tried to rub his eyebrows, but found that he was wearing gloves and could only give up-the dark magic that still works on ghosts is extremely difficult. Although he masters such magic, he is definitely not skilled in murderers. .

"Almost even the ghost did not react," he stared at the fat monk who was petrified in a talking posture, speculating, "No, more than that, it should be an instant spell, which instantly attacked a ghost and a student. , The speed is so fast that the students can't say a word, it is so powerful that it can cause such a terrifying effect after penetrating a ghost."

‘It’s amazing. If you face him head-on, I won’t even be able to fight first. If you don’t tear the card, you have to sneak attack and have good luck to get the opponent. ’

William quickly made a judgment on the combat effectiveness of himself and the caster.

Therefore, the most effective solution at present is definitely not to deal with this matter by yourself, but to wait for Dumbledore to arrive.

"Attention all students," William amplified his voice again and threatened the students. "Students from each college immediately returned to the lounge under the leadership of the prefect. If anyone is still moving in the corridor within fifteen minutes, I promise to give He was in confinement until the end of the school year."

"Go back to the lounge, no need. Those who are enemies of the heir, be wary! Haha, Slytherin is not worried about this!"

There was laughter from the students, which made William couldn't help but cast his eyes to see who was so hilarious.

Slytherin's robe--yes, William nodded, not Gryffindor's disguise.

"Slytherin deducted 20 points for the reason that it violated the school rules related to emergency collection. If there is anything else, go to the hospital to flush the toilet for a month."

William announced lightly.

The majesty brought by various confinement and examinations for a semester came into effect-this time there was no sting.

Seeing the professor playing really, the students immediately dispersed. Only Hufflepuff, the nearest to the lounge, was still a little worried, and stubbornly refused to leave—the lounge was there in a minute, and they wanted to see their house. What's the matter with the students of the college?

"Professor, what happened to Selma?"

The child who had invited William to dinner during the holiday came closer and asked softly.

"Very serious black magic can't be removed immediately. The curse-relieving potion is difficult to configure, but if the raw materials are sufficient, I can configure it." The cannibalism is short and it is serious. William was embarrassed to continue being fierce, pick I said something that I could reveal, at least to give this group of children a reassurance.

However, there is no special potion that can only be solved by powerful curse-relieving potions. Needless to say, but now there is no need for him to continue to make up nonsense. After William investigated for a long time here, the other professors also rushed over. .

‘Why is it so slow? ’

William whispered to the students who brought him, "Who did you notify first?"

"You and Professor Lockhart, Professor."

During the conversation, Lockhart had already yelled in the crowd, "Professor William, you are here, how is the situation? I was writing a manuscript and almost didn't hear the student warning, if it wasn't for someone from my window After walking, I didn't even know that such a thing happened!"

‘Hurry up...’ William did not react, he greeted the professors who came in a few steps, and said to the headed Professor McGonagall:

"The matter is very serious. I can't deal with this black magic. It is more powerful than the black magic that I use most carefully. The curse-releasing magic I have is not dare to use at all. It will cause magical changes..."

"What about the students?"

Professor McGonagall’s expression is more serious than ever.

"In order to get them back to the lounge, the prefect looked at them. Except for the nearest Hufflepuff, the rest of the academy have now left."

William responded quickly to the professor's question.

"That's good," Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take a look."

She began to examine the two victims who had been petrified, with an extremely focused expression.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, William began to answer Professor Lockhart’s questions, "I don’t know what to do, Professor Lockhart, go and try it. I have never heard of such a curse..."

"Unheard of...our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor said this..." Professor Snape's mocking tone sounded, making William suddenly understand why he had such a bad reputation among students.

‘Damn, I didn’t feel it before, this time...’ He even had the urge to pull out his wand to start a duel.

But William forcibly held it back-he couldn't beat it, he had a fairly obvious cognition of his own strength.

In order to tear the card completely irrational for a while, William is more willing to use this thing on the murderer.

But the anger was still going to come out. Although he couldn't solve the curse, he could pack the ticket, and Snape couldn't solve it.

"I bet on three privately-hidden potions. If Professor Snape releases the curse today, I will offer them with both hands." William spread out his hands, "The intensity of that curse is simply beyond the reach of humans! "

"Three prescriptions? Although I will lift the curse anyway, but our... Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is willing to generously donate... that's not bad."

Professor Snape said in his characteristic slow, slow tone, stepped forward a few steps, and began to check the curse.

——

"Professor Snape asked me to bring it."

In William's office, Dumbledore put a piece of parchment on William's desk, "Have you never seen such a curse?"

"I haven't seen it, Professor."

William ignored the parchment and answered with a serious face--the school conducted an investigation and found no problems.

This is not good news, so a powerful, almost inhuman black wizard does not know where to hide, which is very disturbing.

"It wasn't a student," William said hesitantly to Dumbledore, "but the professor is unlikely to—"

"Oh?" There was curiosity on Dumbledore's face.

"I don't know if it's a bit too ostentatious to say that, but as far as I feel right now, only those who have a level of black magic in the school surpass me..."

William said his guess carefully, after all, this thing suspected the professor of the school.

"Let's talk about it, it's just a guess, Professor William." Dumbledore encouraged William.

"Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, and Professor Lockhart, and..."

"and also?"

"No more."

William decisively forgot Dumbledore's name.

"If it's the professors who do it, then obviously only these professors will cause such magical damage."

William is very confident. For example, a certain Professor Adams, who did not want to be named, if he releases the dark magic, it is estimated that he will not even be able to leave the aftereffects...

"Interesting perception..." Dumbledore nodded and hesitated. "But it shouldn't be them. In fact, it's probably related to the secret room."

"Secret room?"

William felt that the word was a bit familiar, and then he thought of the sentence he saw.

"So the secret room was opened?"

"It was opened, the situation was more serious that year, and even a student died because of it..."

"Where is the murderer, have you caught it?"

"No," Dumbledore shook his head. "It was the same at the time. I was not the principal at the time, and Hagrid was taken as a scapegoat. The news about the secret room was not confirmed in the end."

"Hagrid?"

William was a little surprised—how did he get involved with Hagrid again.

"Yes, Hagrid was dropped out of school because of this," Dumbledore nodded, "So, Professor William, I hope you won't bother to explore this time, let alone find students to find secret rooms as before."

Dumbledore looked serious. "Every child who comes to Hogwarts should be protected. The secret room is not the same as that rooster. I hope you can restrain those students from trying to find the secret room in the castle."

William suddenly understood why Dumbledore would show up in his office—not just to send him the three magic potions that Professor Snape was willing to gamble, but to tell him not to use the student survey.

Obviously Dumbledore kept in mind the death of a student when the secret room appeared last time, and didn't want any students to get involved.

"Okay, principal, I promise, those kids absolutely don't want to get any information from me, let alone hear anything," William responded seriously, and he didn't want students to be involved in such a dangerous life.

"I will lock up the students who are trying to investigate. I have enough confinement projects for them to do."

——

Dumbledore left soon satisfied.

William stayed where he was, his expression serious.

‘The secret room? ’

‘The secret room opened before Dumbledore’s tenure. ’

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‘But it’s always a little bit if you don’t do it,’ William bit the straw. "The black magic that killed both of you in one shot will fall on me. You can’t hide it, right?"

‘But, you can’t let the students go to death like that. You died last time, and then caught Hagrid...this time, are you going to catch me? ’

‘I shouldn’t, but if I become petrified, my body’s control seems to be lost—my curse shouldn’t be on it, right? ’

and many more!

William realized the blind spot. He remembered that when Dumbledore was not the headmaster, the dark lord, Tom Riddle was studying at school!

‘I haven’t figured out the secret room, but I think it must be you who has the ability to relate to the secret room! ’

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