From Azkaban to Hogwarts

From Azkaban to Hogwarts Chapter 81

2021-04-05

Chapter 81 Why challenge yourself?
"dang~ dang~ dang~ dang~ !"

The annoying alarm clock rang in his ears, and the confused William waved his hand impatiently, and then the world became quiet again.

Even if it's not in winter, the warm blanket still constitutes a seal that can seal the overwhelming majority, and William is no exception.

When William got out of the quilt contentedly and woke up completely, he found that the plans he made last night were all scrapped.

If nothing unexpected happened, he should have invited Hagrid back to see old Tom with Hagrid in Leaky Cauldron - but now it's all gone.

'I remember this thing should ring on time? '

William looked towards the alarm clock he had just brought with his luggage when he had just arrived - William guessed it was to prevent the professor from being late - the little boy with magic power. The machinery has always been working fine.

'There is nothing wrong with the alarm and it appears to have been stopped by magic - I confirm that I went on the alarm yesterday. '

William tried hard to recall whether he had ever woken up and waved the wand to turn off the alarm clock. fact.

'It stands to reason that after mastering the application magic power of the system and holding the wand, this unconscious use spell will become less and less, why is it suddenly used? '

Resetting the alarm, William put the wand down and started trying to find that feeling of not using the wand use spell - the plan was already messed up anyway, didn't care more.

But half an hour later, William had found nothing.

After confirming that he couldn't get a little breakthrough in this area in a short time, William recorded some useful and useless thoughts on paper and put it away together with the diary.

Time to get down to business.

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Hagrid normally doesn't come to the dining hall very often, because some creatures in Forbidden Forest need Hagrid to supplement food, and he also keeps some small animals in Forbidden Forest. Cutie needs to be fed - Hagrid says so.

Because of this, William hasn't seen Hagrid for a week at the castle.

Normally William still has to prepare the course content and self-study. Today is a day when he can easily give himself a vacation. Just go roam around together, and it is considered a vacation.

"Hagrid, are you at home?"

Away from Hagrid's hut, William shouted freely.

"William?"

A higher voice came from the room, as if to be louder than William's.

Afterwards, William heard heavy footsteps, the door was opened, and half-giant's smiling face came out.

"Weekends?"

"Weekends. Are there any plans during the day to drink at Leaky Cauldron?"

"very good -- oh wait, I'm afraid No, but, William, come in first, although you can't go drinking today, I think I can introduce you to some friends."

Hagrid was ready to agree with excitement, but it seemed like a sudden Thinking of something, he showed a regretful expression.

William walked into the room with kindness, and found that the people in the room seemed to be acquaintances - to be precise, acquaintances who unilaterally hated him.

The three cards lay well in the card library, and by the way, I gave him a title.

The little witch with whom he was most familiar and most mischievous was obviously surprised at the moment, and then quickly turned to well-disguised anger.

The one William was unilaterally familiar with, who had been introduced in countless black magic books, looked at him blankly at the moment.

The other one is staring at a basin in a daze, as if there is something in the basin that attracts him.

"Three students, are you friends?"

"Yeah, my three friends," Hagrid responded with a big smile, "Hermione William, you know, The rest are Harry and Ron, and I think you always know Harry, and then you know Ron."

Well-founded and convincing.

Just as William was about to praise the three as a teacher, something embarrassing happened.

The child named Ron took a sip into the big copper basin, but the vomit wasn't common -- it was a huge slug.

"Is this a curse?"

William's knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which has been frantically making up lessons since he was released from prison, made him judge Ron's situation at once. Come.

He turned around Ron curiously, ready to break the curse-although the three little fellows hated him, it didn't affect him as a professor to protect students.

After all, hatred is hatred, these three little fellows did nothing but give away three handfuls of wool. Could it be that they couldn't get the students locked up because they received three cards?
Wandering around, William found something wrong - the formidable power of this spells is surprisingly large, it doesn't look like a student's level at all, even if it is placed on the adult side, few wizards can do it.

"Which professor used the curse? Is this kind of punishment too much for students?"

William's tone suddenly became serious - deduct points are fine, and confinement It's good, even let the chamber pot be washed, how can you rely on your own magic power to be stronger than the students and shoot at the students?

"Not professor, professor."

"No? Did the Hogwarts get hacked? Or did the Ron student take out his wand to give himself a shot?"

William makes a firm judgment - unless you do it yourself, spells won't get out of control like this at all, and magic power can only be unguarded against the magic power of the same source.

"It's his wand, professor, Ron's wand is in trouble."

......

William was stunned for two seconds.

Are you really casting a curse on yourself?
"If you release it yourself, there is no way to do it. Fortunately, the spells effect is not serious, and it is more troublesome to remove the spell. Let it be like this now, and you will get used to it."

William Shaking his head, like this situation, it needs to be combined with potion treatment. It can only be done with a crushing wizard with use spell. Otherwise, it has to be covered with a deeper curse of the same effect and then released. One is more troublesome than the other, it is better to slow down. Waiting for the magic effect to be good in the past.

"William, is there no other way?"

"Yes, but it suffers more, so I don't recommend it."

"Wow. ..." The student named Ron spat again, turning pale.

But he lifted the head, looked towards William, and wiped the sweat on his head with his hand: "Professor, I hope I can receive treatment, I don't think it can be worse."

"Okay, hold on, don't scream."

William took a few steps forward, took out his wand, and tapped it on his stomach.

Ron's face turned deathly white, and then quickly turned red, his nose showed Snot, tears could not stop coming out of the lacrimal gland, and his face gradually contorted.

Then, he bent down, held the copper basin and vomited frantically, as if he was about to spit out bile. Countless small particles came out along with gastric juices, then fell into the basin, and then began to vomit. Wriggling in the basin—a spider the size of a grain of rice.

There was panic on his twisted face, his eyes lost focus, and the whole person swayed and moved towards the basin, and William's wand was clicked for the second time.

"The spell is set."

William whispered spells while holding on to the fainted unfortunate child - didn't you say you could accept it?

(end of this chapter)