From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 The knight bus is much faster than Hogwarts—I don’t know where the courage of the Minister of Magic who set up the express bus called the slow bus an express.

　　 William was quite experienced in lying on the bed, turning a blind eye to the actions of Gryffindor who protested with uncooperative attitude next door.

　　 When there is a pile of beds in a place where seats should be placed, you should lie down obediently and then consider why, instead of sitting there and expressing uncooperativeness.

　　 The next moment, the train turned quickly, and all the people who lay firmly grasped the pillars of the fixed bed, but the seated one fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

　　 "The village of Hogsmeade is here."

　　 The conductor Sampark smiled and shouted.

"So fast?"

　　 William asked in surprise—the last time he took the ride, he went to Diagon Alley to sit for a while.

　　 "You are lucky, no customers stopped the car just now, so we jumped over, and it took a few minutes-he jumped a hundred miles."

　　 "What a great guy."

　　 William exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, patted Sampark on the shoulder, and glanced at Gryffindor who stood up with the pain.

　　 "Go, Hagrid told me last time that junior students are not allowed to come to Hogsmeade, so I let you see it in advance."

　　 "Woo!"

　　 The light in the car was not very good, and William was stunned that he didn't understand, but the other party walked off the bus quickly. William waved goodbye to Sunpark and walked down quickly.

　　 When William came to Hogwarts with the students who hadn't made a sound because of anger, it was not yet one o'clock in the afternoon.

　　 knocked on the door, and William looked at his watch for himself, looking very patient.

　　 "Woohoo!!"

　　The students around him made a movement, trying to get William to notice her.

　　 But William made up his mind not to give him any chance of making trouble before he handed him over to Professor McGonagall-in the hands of Professor McGonagall, the problem is not something he is worried about.

　　 "Oh, William, the professor said that you will come with the students in the evening. Why did you come so early in advance?"

　　 Haige said hello from afar across the school gate, full of enthusiasm.

　　 "I have prepared a good wine, just waiting for you to come and enjoy it together after the dinner. It is also good to come early, but you can't drink too much. You have to attend the dinner."

　　 "It's just right. My luggage is still on the train. There was a small accident. I had to take the Cavaliers bus ahead of time. By the way, is Professor McGonagall in the office?"

　　 William wanted to solve the trouble as soon as possible, and sent the bear child out first.

　　 "Oh, the professor is not in the office, she is arranging today's dinner and the sorting ceremony, she is busy."

　　 So, the owls haven’t arrived, have they?

　　 Considering the speed of the Cavalier bus, William felt that his speculation should be no problem—unless the Ministry of Magic uses the emergency contact method with Hogwarts, but for the flying car, William thinks it is impossible.

　　 "That's great, I have to go to the castle first, hand over the tasks at hand, and then go to the hunting ground to find you."

　　 "Well, see you later—Hermione?"

　　 The giant made a surprised sound.

　　 "Woo!"

　　 Gryffindor, called Hermione, tried to say something.

"What's up with her?"

　　 "Do you know each other?"

　　 William was surprised, and then realized that he had asked nonsense-Hagrid and Harry have a good relationship, how could he not know Harry’s friends?

　　 "Yes, she is my friend, is she cursed?"

　　 "No, but she found an excuse to run off the train, cast spells outside the school, and attacked the Ministry of Magic staff."

　　 "Oh my God! She? If you bring the Weasley brothers, then I would even think you are covering up their mistakes, but Hermione—she is the first."

　　Isn't the youngest person who has the ability to put the professor down?

　　 William looked at the inventory of cards, and agreed with Hagrid.

　　 "Woo!"

　　 "Relax, Ms. Hermione, when I send you to Professor McGonagall, I will naturally dispel the magic. Now please reflect on your mistakes seriously."

　　 "Woo!"

　　 was probably a curse, but William ignored it.

　　 "It seems that she doesn't want to continue to reflect. I have to hand her over to Professor McGonagall quickly and meet Hagrid."

Hagrid’s expression was a bit tangled, as if he wanted to persuade William to untie the imprisonment magic, but what William said was indeed a bit too much. In the end, the giant gave up his plan to stop William—anyway, he would send it away later. Professor McGonagall is over there, and the magic will definitely be lifted by then.

　　 When William entered the auditorium, Professor McGonagall was assigning tasks to a group of elves. From the thick pile of parchment in her hand, it can be seen that she is very busy today.

　　 "Professor William? You came so early?"

　　 Professor McGonagall made a surprise voice.

"Great," the professor admired as he drew a piece of parchment from his hand. "The school doesn't have enough candles. I can trouble you to go to the owl shed and send this order to the groceries in Hogsmeade. The shop?"

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　　William took the order while letting Gryffindor who was following her birth-she had been hiding in William's shadow since entering the auditorium.

　　 "Professor McGonagall, there is a little problem with the train."

　　 "Train?" Professor McGonagall was taken aback.

　　 Then she suddenly remembered the ticket she sent to William.

"what happened?"

　　 Professor's expression suddenly became severe.

　　 "The two students were blocked outside the passage and did not catch the train. After checking with the investigators of the Ministry of Magic, we found that it was blocked artificially, but we didn't find who did it."

　　 "Miss Granger is blocked outside? Where is the other one, from which college?"

　　 "No, Miss Granger was not blocked, her two friends were blocked, Miss Granger slipped off the train while I got off the train, so I brought her here early."

　　 "Slip off the train?"

　　 Professor McGonagall's eyes were a little surprised, but she suddenly thought of more.

　　 "Two friends? You mean Potter and Weasley?"

　　 "If she said nothing wrong, it should be like this."

　　 "Where are the two of them?"

Professor 　　's tone became eager.

　　 "If the information I obtained from the investigators of the Ministry of Magic is correct, the two of them are driving a flying car and are still floating on the Hogwarts Express at the moment."

　　 "Merlin is here!"

　　 William swears that he had the illusion of seeing an angry eagle at this moment.

　　 "Slid off the train and chased the school bus in a speed car..."

　　 William felt that the figure next to him had become two points smaller in Professor McGonagall’s self-talk.