From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Minister, it's this point now, do you wake up Professor William to talk?"

　　 "It's really not very good," Fudge said with a respectful corporal expression. "But, after all, Harry will live here for a while, and he will have to work hard under Professor William."

　　 "Well then, I'll try to wake him up."

　　 Old Tom hesitated, and finally prepared to call William, but was stopped by Fudge.

　　 "I'll go in person. It would be rude to disturb a professor in the middle of the night," Fudge smiled and walked up the stairs.

The Broken Cauldron Bar is quite famous in the wizarding world. When it was almost demolished at the end of the nineteenth century, a group of unified wizards dispatched a group of wizards to apply all kinds of magic to the land, so that the land was successfully removed from the Muggle map. Disappeared.

　　On this matter, he is very willing to give enough respect to the boss in front of him.

　　 "It's better not to," Old Tom was a little anxious-the Minister of Magic had already done his best to catch Harry safely most of the night, and he couldn't let him be attacked in his bar, right?

　　 "William him," Old Tom considered his words, "He is more vigilant. The last time someone visited rashly, my bar was almost taken down after the two of them fought."

"Break down the bar?" Fudge replied half-jokingly and half-seriously. "There is such a reckless wizard? Do you need a striker to send him a warning letter? It is not legal to use magic in Diagon Alley. ."

　　 "However, in order to prevent the bar from being demolished again, I have to work hard for you," Fudge changed the subject humorously, "please wake up Professor William, old Tom, the next time will be very tight."

　　 "Okay, Minister," Old Tom walked upstairs, "I will explain the importance of the matter to Professor William."

　　Walking into the corridor, Old Tom didn’t knock on the door for an unprecedented time, and yelled towards William’s room away from the distance, "William! William! Someone is looking for you!"

　　 shouted loudly, and woke up the drinker downstairs before waking William.

　　 "Old Tom! In the middle of the night, don't you want it in the bar?"

　　 The disturbed man was drunk and joked, "Professor Dumbledore is not here now, but there are not so professional maintenance people-ah, minister! Hello, minister"

　　 The joking man saw Fudge and greeted him hastily.

　　 "Hello, don't worry about me," Fudge said with a trademark smile, "I'm just here to handle a little official business. It's off work now, so don't be so nervous."

　　 "Well, Minister, okay, Minister, no, I mean, I know about Minister."

　　 The drinking half-drunk man stammered in response.

"Go back to the bar and have fun after get off work," he calmed the half-drunk man, and asked as if inadvertently, "Albus, I mean Professor Dumbledore. Have been here for a few days?"

"Yes," the man pouring beans from a bamboo tube, "On that day, the Professor William was a little drunk. After being awakened, he cast a spell on Dumbledore, and then he took a big piece of the bar. It was Deng. Blido helped fix the bar."

　　 "It turned out to be like this," Fudge's smile did not change at all, and his tone remained quite normal. "Well, let's enjoy the peaceful time off work. Isn't this what we strive to create peace for?"

　　 "Yes, Minister."

　　 The man went back a little excited.

　　 And upstairs, the sleeping William was woken up-there are more drunks in the bar, and there is a soundproof magic on his door, unless someone intends to do something to the door to surprise the visitor.

　　 He opened the door with magic with a little vigilance, and then responded, "What's wrong, old Tom?"

　　 "The Minister is here," Old Tom looked at William, "Harry Potter ran away from home and came to my side. The Minister wants to talk to you."

"runaway?"

　　 William didn’t wake up a bit to understand, and naturally he didn’t listen too clearly-ran away from home and let the Minister of Magic come to deal with it?

　　 This is Dumbledore being urged to work by Professor McGonagall, forced to run away from Hogwarts?

　　 There was no reaction to William. Old Tom had to repeat the original words, which stunned William.

　　 "No, how did he run away from home, nobody cares?"

　　 "It is said that I blew my aunt into a balloon, and then slipped out-well, don't worry about this, the minister is still downstairs, he doesn't have much time, William, you have to hurry up."

　　 "Good, good."

　　William was half helpless, and answered half-heartedly, and then cast a spell on his pajamas, transforming them into almost formal suits, "It's almost there, can I meet people?"

　　 "That's the Minister of Magic..."

　　 Old Tom shook his head with a more formal expression of you, "Let's go, let's go."

　　 "That's right, when I was in Azkaban earlier, I saw this minister wearing a prison uniform. This set is more formal."

　　 William whispered a joke, followed by old Tom.

　　——

　　 "Professor William, sorry for waking you up so late."

　　 When William saw the Minister of Magic, the Minister looked apologetic and genuine.

　　 It was not getting up, but William knew from the minister's expression that the minister had never paid attention to him.

　　 As long as he has read a little information, the minister should also understand how he got in Azkaban...

　　 But it's the Minister of Magic anyway, William still has to show some face to others, this is not stealing the country, and I can't learn advanced experience temporarily.

　　 "It's okay~www.NovelMTL.com~ Students have something, I should have been there, but during the holidays, our news is very slow."

"Thanks for your hard work, Professor William," Fudge said sincerely, "Speaking of holidays, the Ministry of Magic has always been busy-there is something like Sirius right now, and everyone who is busy is really struggling. "

"Sirius?"

　　 William was taken aback-he was so familiar with the name.

　　 The most terrifying prisoner of Azkaban, the number one surrounded by the Dark Lord, the man held in the deepest part of the prison-in Azkaban, this is recognized as the most terrifying prisoner.

"What's up with him?"

　　 "You don't know yet, Professor?"

　　 Fudge looked at him with the eyes of a primitive man.

　　 "I don't know, I'm busy studying Russian during this time, and I'm very busy, but the people in the bar haven't said this..."

　　William will not only prepare courses for the new semester, but also set out plans for Hagrid, a friend who doesn’t understand anything, so that he will not harm the students-of course, this can’t be said to Fudge.

　　 As for the bar people, they don’t mention the Sirius—just kidding, after William and Dumbledore opened the bar, Azkaban was no secret.

　　Who would prescribe this to a professor from Azkaban?

　　 Especially this professor will really tear down the house!

　　Ps: That’s it for today... Yesterday I slept too late, I didn’t feel good all day, I will make up a chapter during the day tomorrow.