From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Larch Dean, the legend and laughingstock of the dark wizard.

　　Most wizards have heard of this name, and those who try to learn black magic will understand the law that this predecessor has brought them to them when they learn the first black magic.

　　 is also in the legend-the black wizard is strictly prohibited from studying the rules of the patron saint.

　　Lachideen is a powerful black wizard, even breaking the barrier of immortality.

　　 This powerful dark wizard lives next to a village of wizards that has been passed down for generations, and controls a group of dementors by his superb spells. To be more precise, he is so powerful that he can use the dementors as a dog in the nursing home.

　　 Immortal, powerful, evil.

However, such a powerful black wizard died quite ridiculously-he was stopped by the patron saint because of his dementor, and decided to summon the patron saint to press the other side, and he died because of the curse of the patron saint against the black wizard. Backward.

　　 Numerous magic maggots spewed out from his wand, drowning the powerful black wizard.

　　 Although the end was terrible, but within Azkaban, the dark wizard's reputation is quite high-which Azkaban prisoner does not want to keep a dementor as a watchdog?

　　 The high jailer, the running dog driven by others, who doesn't like this conversion?

"I know, it stands to reason that that thing is a legend..." William looked at Professor McGonagall, "but now that Ravenclaw's crown has appeared, what's the point of Sirius having mastered Latch Dean's method of controlling Dementors? How strange?"

"This…"

　　Professor McGonagall was also a little uncertain, she thought about it, considering the possibility of the matter.

　　 A Voldemort appeared at Hogwarts, so it is not impossible that another Sirius appeared.

　　 She never thought that Sirius would become a Death Eater, so this time she underestimated the student if she was...

　　 "I have to talk to Albus."

　　 Professor McGonagall's expression became serious, "You can talk to Professor Lupin first, Professor William, I will inform you of the result of the matter with an owl later."

　　 She hurriedly left the bar, and even forgot to connect the account-this was absolutely impossible in the past.

　　 It can be seen that William's speculation frightened her.

　　 This is normal. When William made this inference just after he was shocked by the Dementor, he was shocked by his crazy conjecture.

　　‘I’m okay, how come I have to face the Dark Lord, new colleagues won’t be scared, right? ’

　　 William is quite aware of how terrifying the name of the Dark Lord is in the British magical world, and he tried to calm the atmosphere.

　　 "Don't be so nervous, Professor Lupin, that's just a guess, besides, we have Dumbledore."

　　 "Yes, we have Dumbledore," Lupin laughed, but William could tell from his smile that he was quite reluctant.

　　 ‘I was okay last year. It’s probably because of the rumors that the position was lowered... I hope he can be careful and well this year...’ William sighed inwardly, not caring about his lack of bravery.

　　 He himself has been depressed for a long time after being cursed, how could he have a temporary fear of stigmatizing others?

　　 The other party was afraid of returning, but he didn't propose to resign on the spot. This is already very courageous. He can't stand and talk without backache.

"How about a few more glasses of mead? I still like to drink it, but this local professor is not suitable to come—" He shrugged his shoulders deliberately. ."

　　 "Then come some, Professor William."

　　 The new wine was served soon, and William noticed that Lupin had re-arranged magic to isolate the sound after drinking, preventing their conversation from being heard.

　　 "Sorry."

　　 Lupin showed an apologetic look at William, and then poured himself a large glass of mead.

　　 I don't know if it was because he drank too fast or some other reason, a blush touched his cheeks.

　　 "Sorry, I have a cup more."

　　 He poured himself a large glass of mead again, "Huh, sorry, sorry, it's better now."

　　……

　　 Don't do this, I'm afraid.

　　 This is not a joke, William even had his wand ready, and after Azkaban stayed, he was not afraid to infer some things with the utmost malice.

　　 "Well, Professor William, how should I put it... I, I am a werewolf."

　　 Lupin whispered what he had been holding back for a long time, and his face turned red.

　　 When he became a professor, he had to inform all his colleagues that he was a werewolf-this was something Dumbledore could not hide for him.

　　Which one can become a professor is not the best in the subject?

　　 If you hide it and be found out, that's a bad thing.

　　 "Werewolf?" William was taken aback, and looked at him again, "No wonder... it makes sense."

　　 As a professor of self-defense, William has a wealth of knowledge about werewolves.

　　A race that is clearly written in the textbook of self-defense, how can it be treated better in the wizarding world?

　　 Even if Professor McGonagall personally admits that Lupin is an excellent student, the discrimination against werewolves in the wizarding world is carved in the bones-there is no way, after all, the werewolves can't control their madness when the moon is full.

　　 Therefore, this Professor Lu Ping was absolutely unable to get a normal salary before, and it was inevitable to do some rough work occasionally. All of this was in line with the details of the previous observations.

　　 "Professor William, are you not surprised?"

　　 Lupin was a little stunned--there were too few wizards who didn't dislike the identity of werewolves. Even his friends accepted this fact only through deep friendship.

　　 "Why are you surprised?"

William asked back, "Werewolves are relatively rare~www.NovelMTL.com~ and it’s not that they don’t. Besides, now the potion industry has discovered the wolf poison potion. Although the price is a bit higher, after drinking it on the full moon day, Even the madness is gone, and the rest of the time is no different from a normal wizard."

　　 He really didn't comfort his colleagues, but he really felt nothing.

Those who steal, smuggle, intentionally hurt, attack Muggles, arbitrarily dispense potions, and try to use evil curses on a large scale-he doesn't know a few serious criminals, and he has a lighter sentence even if he has not seen it in person Heard each other's stories.

　　 This is just a crime, and the humanity after entering is even more strange, flattering, domineering, deceived, can't throw away the brown sugar... What kind of strange work is there?

　　 Compared to the prisoners of Azkaban, the werewolves are much more normal, okay?

　　 "Some of my friends, they are not willing to abide by the laws of the magic world..."

"How can Azkaban follow the law..." William helped his forehead, "Don't worry, Professor Lupin, I have also seen werewolves in Azkaban. When I met a dementor, even if it was Moon The circle is useless, you have to lie down if you lie down."

　　 "Don't worry about that, let's have a drink."

　　He relaxed a lot, and raised his wine glass, "It's a busy semester, the Dementor keeps the door, plus Sirius..."

　　 "Luckily we have Dumbledore, cheers, Professor Lupin."

　　 "Yes, luckily there is Dumbledore."

　　Ps: That's it... It's still in Cavan... It's really... I can't live with myself...