From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 "Penello, I have an idea, do you see the bag on the table?"

　　 In the corner of the podium, a pair of young people were whispering, completely unaware that the professor in the distance was staring at their little movements and laughing.

　　 "The bag?"

　　 "Yes, the bag from which the professor took the stuff--I suspect that most of the bag is genuine. Maybe the things on the outside are imitated by referring to the things inside."

　　 The two pointed at the bag with extreme caution, and agreed to take things directly from the bag later.

　　 "Well, there is one minute left, everyone decides what they want to choose, and then waits for the score."

　　 The speed on the scene immediately increased, and all the students quickly decided what they wanted to choose while hesitating, and then put them in their hands.

　　 "Don't grab it, I'm optimistic about it first."

　　 "You choose that one!"

　　...

　　 Amidst the noise, the last ten seconds are left.

　　 A student closest to the bag quickly put down the selected props in his hand, and then directly fetched one from the bag.

　　 Then, the couple who had been paying attention to William quickly picked one out of the bag. At this time, the rest of the people realized what had happened.

　　 After the last lucky guy who was the nearest took out something from the bag, the wizard squeezed behind him was stopped by William before he reached out.

"time up."

　　 William grabbed the bag with one hand, opened it, and slowly picked up the things from the table with the other hand.

　　 "The game is over, everyone, line up, hand over the items you have selected, and wait for scoring."

　　 The last lucky person who grabbed something stood at the forefront of the team with a proud face.

　　 "Hey, fake."

　　 William shook his head with a regretful expression on his face.

"Unfortunately to tell you that, in order to increase the success rate, I deliberately put away some of the fake props and put them all in the bag. Therefore, please come over with his classmates who took things from the bag to hand them in and register them by the College, prepare to deduct points."

The tone of 　　 was very apologetic, but all the students present felt that the new professor was deliberate.

　　 Yigan, the student who was triumphant and consciously found the trick, came to the forefront of the team with his head down, and then handed over what he had in his hands.

　　 "Look, this amulet is made of wolf fangs, African goods-African wizards don't know how to make amulets with wolf fangs. The werewolves over there are about to degenerate into kobolds. African wolves are not as good as hyenas."

　　 William patted the student on the shoulder, then took away the things in his hand and put it in the sack.

　　 "Look at this, the potion—it looks so cool? No one should try it? It's like this with dragon dung. It won't last for a few days."

　　 "This magic prop-why do you think that I can come up with real magic props, this is a question for giving points, can you choose the wrong one?"

　　 The student whom William talked about lowered his head, his eyes wondering where to turn.

　　 "Next, this is the real one, this batch of things is the most valuable one, congratulations, which college is it?"

　　 A bonus student who finally popped out made Hufflepuff's students cheer.

　　 "It's rare, continuous success? It doesn't feel like guessing, how did you recognize it?"

　　"The willow branches are too worthless. It is meaningless to be fake.

　　 "A wise choice, because even the genuine product is worthless and worthless. No one spends a lot of energy to imitate it-there are fakes in Kanon, but Nat certainly doesn't. Ravenclaw adds five points."

　　……

　　 After all, two academies got points. Ravenclaw found them by one person, Hufflepuff found them by two people, and the rest were wiped out.

　　 "Okay, everything is done firmly. What we want to learn is not the identification of magical items. It's time for everyone to return to their positions."

　　 A group of students sighed and scattered from the podium-although they didn't use their magic wand, they still couldn't change the interesting fact of this lesson.

　　 The only regret is that most people not only failed to score points, but were also forced to lose college points.

　　 "Hey, don't be so frustrated. Although it will be a long talk, we have another interesting game to do before that."

　　 "Below, I clicked on the student with the name and came to the podium to pick up something."

　　Get something?

　　 Everyone looked at each other—is the professor going to send the fakes down as a souvenir?

　　 This is too much, Professor, who would use the record of failure as a souvenir!

　　 "Percy Weasley."

　　 William called out the name, and then opened the sack again-which made most of the student's interest lost.

　　 They are not children, are they giving them some fakes as toys?

　　 However, when the things were taken out of the sack, Percy, who everyone knew, blushed—it was a magic wand.

　　 "My wand!"

　　 He fumbled into his pocket in a panic, but found nothing.

The ones on the stage are not fakes. It’s not easy to learn well in Azkaban. It’s too easy to learn, stealing, making fakes, running smuggling, scamming the black market, engaging in fraud, and all kinds of criminals are concentrated here, the normal prison. There is no entertainment, and everyone feels fresh to share.

Just as William was collecting things and helping with identification, while everyone’s attention was attracted by things, William brought something from almost every student~www.NovelMTL.com~Mr. Weasley, go back and write A report on the stolen magic wand in history will be handed in before class next week. No comments, right? "

　　 "Penello Crevat."

　　 Another magic wand was taken out.

　　 The remaining students began to frantically check their own things-but unfortunately, when their attention was focused on identifying items, there was a high probability that their items would be lost.

　　 "A report?"

　　 "Yes, Professor."

　　 The sacks were unfolded time and time again, and the students who had been sitting were lowered by half their height.

　　 But this does not affect William smiling and sending something to the whole class.

　　 "I think everyone got their wands, and I confirmed this fact."

"In fact, I found that many classmates’ wands were placed in the wrong position-don’t put the wand in the back pocket of your ass, not to mention that it’s easy to blow up your ass, just for your enemy. Putting the wand over there is not much different from throwing it on the street."

"Although the current magical world is peaceful (William endures the guilt of lying), in any case, putting the wand in a safe and easy place is something that must be kept in mind-even the cauldron may explode in front of you. What can't happen?"

　　 "Okay, everyone is happy and get out of class is over. Except for that paper, there is no other homework, but I hope you can find the most suitable position for the wand before the next class."

　　 I don’t know if the students are happy?

　　William was the first to walk out of the classroom while smiling happily.

　　Ps: I’m bragging with people, saying that we will keep our promises-but there are some minor problems in Chapter 3, and I haven’t gotten it right now. Let’s start with these two chapters.