From Azkaban To Hogwarts

[Dear Harry:

happy Birthday.

　　 I'm really sorry for that call, I don't seem to be so yelling. I hope they haven't made you so sad during this time.

　　 Egypt is great, and the pyramids are also great.

　　 Although my mother kept talking, it was really great that Percy didn't come. 】

　　‘Percy didn’t go? What did he do? ’

　　 The nosy prefect appeared in Harry's mind, and he couldn't help wondering why the other party would miss the rare family trip.

　　 This letter was just received by him. The sender was his good friend Ron. He also sent his birthday present along with the letter.

　　Although his mind was full of doubts, Harry put those doubts behind his head and began to read the letter.

　　 [Because of Fred and George's summer plan, my mother thought about whether to go to Egypt at first, but finally decided to go together-after all, Bill hasn't been home for a long time.

　　 Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, as the newspaper you saw said, Dad won the lucky draw of the "Daily Prophet", a full 700 gallons!

　　 My God, I am talking gibberish.

　　 Well, I can only say that I was so surprised. Seriously, even if my father won the prize, the impact was not so great—you should remember that Professor William? 】

　　 Harry subconsciously touched his leg, confirming its existence before continuing to read the letter.

　　 [Dad and mother have been talking about Professor William for the past two days. It is said that in the OWLs exam last year, all the students of this professor passed the exam!

To be honest, Harry, even if his father won the prize, his mother was not so excited. She simply took the vacation plan that Professor William made for Fred and them as the truth. I was still listening to her complaining about it a few days ago. A professor took Percy out for an internship.

　　 This makes the trip extra fun—seriously, supervising Fred and George doing the questions seems to be more enjoyable than playing in Egypt. If they don’t do it well, mom will come over and do it herself.

　　 I bet that if the professor hadn't specifically asked them to leave them two hours of entertainment a day, they would have run away from home. 】

　　 Harry can read Ron's happiness from those words alone—Harry now remembers Ron's fear when he complained that his toys were turned into spiders by his two brothers.

　　……

　　 [Well, everything is fine, and my wand will be fixed before school starts.

　　We will stay here until about a week before school starts, and then go to London to buy my magic wand and new book, hoping to meet you in London.

　　 Try to come to London. 】

　　 Ron had a great time.

　　 Harry thought inwardly, while preparing to flip through the next letter.

　　 But he always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it for a long time, Harry finally lay on the bed, wrapped himself firmly in the quilt, and then firmly pressed every corner, and confirmed the existence of the lower leg, then he was relieved and started to unpack the package. .

　　——

　　 "William! Congratulations!"

　　 Hagrid occupies the largest table alone, raised the wooden cup as big as the bucket in his hand, and shouted at William who had just gone upstairs.

　　 "Thank you, Hagrid, come to work in Diagon Alley?"

　　 William took a few steps, sat down, and shouted towards the bar, "Old Tom, a beer!"

　　 "No, just come for a drink."

　　 Hagrid smiled very happily. "I heard from Professor McGonagall that the student's results this time were pretty good."

　　 "They worked very hard," William praised the students while thanking old Tom, "People who work hard get rewarded. This is a great thing, isn't it?"

　　 "Of course," Hagrid drank half a barrel of wine in one sip, "I passed."

　　 "Position?"

　　 William thought of what the old professor said when he left his job, and then he got a slightly shy response from Hagrid, "Yes, the letter of appointment has already been obtained, and I have posted the textbook for the new semester."

　　 "Congratulations, Hagrid, you are the best I have ever seen in magical creatures."

　　 William picked up the wine glass and drank half of it in one go.

　　 "Thank you, William." Hagrid flushed a little, "I will do it well."

　　 "Who did you recommend for the new hunting ground guard?"

　　 "It's me, no one over there is more familiar with life than me," Hagrid looked at William suspiciously, as if he had asked some stupid question.

　　 "Are you busy here, Hagrid?"

　　 William was stunned. Although the conservation of magical creatures is an optional course only available in the third grade, the pressure of class is not that great, but the part-time job is too outrageous.

　　 "Just take time to go to class..." Hagrid put down his glass and looked confused—William, what weird thing are you talking about?

　　 "Doesn’t the preparation time count? Don’t you think about what you’re going to talk about in class? There are also student feedback questions, exam questions, are you really busy, Hagrid?"

　　 William looked at Hagrid, for fear of seeing Hagrid and Professor Bins bragging together at the end of next year.

It’s too difficult to do two jobs together, and the conservation of magical biology is a rare class taught by a single professor. The old professor has a long teaching time and has a lot less time to prepare. Hagrid is a pure newcomer. This is not a dead end ?

　　 "Do you still think about this?"

　　 Hagrid's eyes were already full of confusion.

　　 He lives on the edge of the Forbidden Forest every day. He has gone out of business at Hogwarts and has never experienced so much.

　　 "Of course, otherwise how could the student's grades get better."

　　William drank the rest of the wine as he spoke--it was a bit dry.

　　 "You have to prepare lessons, know what you want to do, and then use this part to compare with this year's projected goals, so as to determine how much content you have to talk about next time you prepare for the lesson."

　　 "After confirming the content of the class, you have to figure out what part of the class is interesting and what part is boring within ~www.NovelMTL.com~, and then intersperse some interesting things in to keep students motivated."

　　 "At the same time, the content of the class should be adjusted according to the reaction of the students-whether to let them get started, or continue to listen to the story, or take notes."

　　 "Finally, we have to consider the problem of homework, which is an important step for them to deepen the impression of the classroom."

　　 "Of course, the test paper is also a good thing, but that is another matter, more complicated."

　　William spoke for a long time, and drank the new beer smoothly.

　　 Hagrid's eyes no longer know where they are floating.

　　 Is it so complicated to protect magical creatures?

　　 It shouldn’t be. Those guys know how to communicate with one glance, and occasionally encounter stabbing heads, which is a matter of flipping through books in the library.

　　 In other words, is this the difference between class and raising?

　　 He was a little at a loss.

　　 William is credible, and in terms of teaching, both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall praised William. Therefore, William's teaching is double credible.

　　Although his head is a bit awkward, Hagrid decided to humbly ask for advice.

　　 "It's too complicated, William, is there an easier way? I want to be a good professor."

　　 "Yes," William nodded, "Put out the paper."

　　Ps: Also, but I’m not sure about the time, so let’s separate this chapter first...