From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 When William put the book on the table contentedly, his stomach that was finally concerned immediately issued a warning to him.

　　 rubbed the neck that had become a little stiff from reading for a long time, and William looked at the time—it was half past twelve.

　　‘No wonder I’m so hungry, I forgot the time when I read the book. ’

　　William started to put away the books and notes on the desk while complaining helplessly to himself.

　　 put the notes into the paper bag containing the test papers, and clamped it, William picked up a thick stack of books and left the desk next to the restricted area.

　　At this moment, the library is empty. Obviously the students have already rushed to the restaurant to have a meal. Mrs. Pins did not leave. She sat near the door, holding a book and reading with relish.

　　 "Do you borrow so much?"

　　 Mrs. Pins said hello, while tapping the quill on the side-it immediately copied the title of the book and the borrower on the parchment.

　　 "By the way, professor, the longest borrowing time for each book is half a school year. If you need to renew it, you must come over and register once."

　　 Is this the experience of other professors not returning the book?

　　 agreed with a smile, and William simply returned to his office with a pile of books-anyway, the food was over, so let the house elves bring some food.

　　‘Unfinished books, high salary, house elves who have almost become private servants, and a bunch of students who can tell them the truth. ’

　　 William was thinking about it while eating the lunch sent by Bart the elf.

　　‘If there is no such **** curse, this profession is simply the profession of your dreams, right? ’

　　‘But if there is really no such curse, how can the professor in this school take my turn? ’

　　...

　　‘I always think about what those some don’t do! Pull it down here and fill it up. You have been in compulsory education alone for nine years. There are only seven grades in Hogwarts. You spend more than twice as much time in school than those students. You took the previous class quite well. , You will continue to do this later, what are you worried about? ’

　　 William shook his head vigorously, putting aside the bad thoughts that had suddenly emerged-another sequelae of Azkaban.

　　 Those dementors shouldn't exist in this world!

　　 He relaxed his tight nerves today, and the negative emotions that have been suppressed these days have kept rising.

Even if he has been out of Azkaban for a while, the experience of that period has really had a profound impact on William, even if he chooses to stay in the bar and rely on the huge traffic of the bar to disperse the Azkaban. The taste of, still has not been able to completely get rid of the habit of being forced to be cultivated by the memories and sadness of those days.

　　‘I will never come back to eat alone when I can go to the restaurant. I have to stay in the crowd. Fortunately, there are enough people at Hogwarts. ’

　　 Thinking of this, William couldn't even continue to stay in the room. He called the elf to deal with the leftover food, and he couldn't wait to put the chocolate into his mouth.

　　——

　　 "William? Why are you here so late?"

　　 "I stayed in the library for a long time, I went back to put things down, and I just came here."

　　 William smiled in response to Adams' question, and then he glanced at the alchemy professor who was seriously dealing with the lamb chops next to him.

　　 "Why didn't I see you in the morning, Professor Hinged?"

　　 "Adequate sleep is more important than breakfast."

　　 If you can't just talk about it, it's over-how idle is the alchemy class schedule!

　　 William couldn't help but feel ashamed. Just now, he almost caused a series of bad thoughts because of his free time in his course. Look at others and then look at himself. The performance just now is nothing good!

　　 "Come on, Xinjid, I picked flowers last night and picked them all night. I got up early this morning and completed the task. You just have a little less course, otherwise you dare not do this!"

　　 Adams finished complaining with a disgusting expression, then looked around and found that the other professors hadn't noticed this way, so he asked secretly;

　　 "William, your complexion is not so good, are you sick or not?"

　　 "Maybe I'm a bit hungry, I just ate some chocolate, and I am much better now."

　　 "That's good, if anything feels wrong, go to Mrs. Pomfrey. Professor Snape is actually better at it-but he treats you, ahem, you know."

Professor Snape has always wanted to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. It is a secret that all teachers and students are familiar with. Even if William changes his name here, he still can’t change the professor’s resentment towards him—just like all professors know McGonagall. Professors have always looked down upon professors of divination.

　　 However, when Adams interrupted like this, William thought of his own way of doing things-if it wasn't really ugly to pat his head in front of a bunch of professors, he would definitely have done it at the moment.

　　 There is a potion!

　　 In fact, the sequelae that have plagued him for a long time can be completely treated with euphoria. Although the side effects are not small, the consequences are not very serious if it is not taken on a daily basis.

Don’t even think about the tools of the school. Professor Snape is the dean. You can give up on getting public tools from the school~www.NovelMTL.com~ This weekend I will go to Gringotts to open my vault, With those tools taken out, the school’s office is considered a residence, and the school can’t tell which day it will come in handy. ’

　　 William silently added an item to his plan of action.

　　 But just as he was calculating, Adams' voice came again.

　　 "That's OK, that's it. Everyone has no class on Wednesday afternoon. It just happens to go to the pig's head bar to drink a little—being a professor is good, but it is annoying to drink and not go to the public pub.

and many more!

　　 I was thinking about a question just now, and I answered almost casually, uh, how did you negotiate?

　　 "Wednesday is a working day. Drinking is not so good, right?"

　　 "It's okay. To celebrate the welcome of the new colleague, Professor McGonagall will turn one eye and close another. Two-thirds of the students I taught last year passed the OWLs exam."

　　 confused, William's Wednesday afternoon was arranged, Adams even stopped talking about this topic, and started talking about this year's Quidditch game.

　　 This topic is obviously more public than the previous topic, and it almost didn't take long. Several professors next to it also participated and seriously discussed the question of who should win the Quidditch League championship this year.

　　 Because the sound was too loud, Professor McGonagall in the middle of the auditorium even stared at this side for several times.

　　 "Don't worry, William."

　　 When Adams talked about the game, he didn't even forget the small revelations.

　　 "Don't look at Professor McGonagall's unconcerned look, she is a school Quidditch member, and only speaking of Quidditch knowledge, no one at this table knows much better than her."

　　Ps: Chapter 2, noon?