From Azkaban To Hogwarts

　　 The punishment of students is quite flexible. Although all violations of school regulations must be dealt with seriously in name, some things can actually be done accommodatively.

　　 But William did not expect that Professor McGonagall would specifically discuss with him about the delay of the confinement because of the Quidditch training of the two students.

　　‘It seems that Adams is right. Professor McGonagall is indeed the favorite Quidditch among the professors. ’

　　 With this thought in his mind, William agreed with Professor McGonagall almost without hesitation.

　　 "Absolutely, Professor McGonagall, confinement is just a process for them to reflect on the mistakes they have made. Since there is business to do, the confinement can be postponed."

　　 "Great, Professor William, then, they will train normally on Saturday, and they will go to confinement on Sunday. The part that falls on Saturday can be put on the evening when there are no classes from Monday to Friday. Is this arrangement possible?"

　　……

　　I thought you, the professor, came to plead with the students in your own college to reduce the punishment, but the two little slippery heads have to be made up with the usual rest time?

　　 Professor McGonagall, you are too honest.

　　 "Of course, I will prepare copies of books for them, just this week or?"

　　 "If I can, I hope it will be the same for the rest of the time. By the way, Professor William, if I can, I hope the history of magic can be copied thicker."

　　 Professor McGonagall said very casually, but he didn't mean to be joking at all, so William, who had originally planned to get used to the next sentence, was directly stuck.

　　 Are you the devil?

　　 If I remember correctly, you are pleading for the players of your own team, but how did things turn out to be like this?

　　 "You mean, let them master more knowledge?"

　　 "It can be regarded as allowing them to get an extra certificate. Although next year will be the time for their students to take the exam, based on the Weasley brothers, I suspect that their history of magic is difficult to pass."

　　 "They are struggling academically?"

　　 William changed his words euphemistically-some students, although they work very hard, just can't learn.

"If that is the case, I probably don’t have to bother so much. They are both very smart, but they have never focused on studying. Some courses even surpass the standards of seventh graders, but most of the courses, even the final exams. It was just barely able to pass."

　　 Probably the cause of the headaches for these two students was really a headache. Professor McGonagall took William to complain for a long time before ending the conversation.

　　——

　　 One night later, William, who had no course supervision, finally put down his burden and slept well.

　　 The first week of coming to school has been completed. Although today is not the weekend, it is not easy to leave school to run around, but the specific tasks are gone.

　　 The courses of the three grades he was responsible for were all well completed, and the process went smoothly and even exceeded his expectations.

　　 Although there was a little conflict with my colleagues because of the last class of this week, in general, there is no problem in giving my own work result O (excellent).

　　‘I’ve only been a teacher for a few days, so I have a scoring problem? ’

　　While complaining to himself, William got up and went to the restaurant-although the house elf was very willing to bring breakfast, he would never choose to stay alone in the room for dinner unless he missed the time.

　　 When he came to the staff table, he found that the atmosphere on the table was much warmer than before.

　　 "Hey, Adams, what happened, the principal is going to give us a raise?"

　　 William stabbed Adams quietly—as for the professor of alchemy, he did not appear on the table of course.

　　 "Salary increase?"

　　 Adams glanced at William, showing how you might have such a strange idea.

　　 "The salary at Hogwarts is already very high. How can it be possible to raise the salary at will? You think too much. It's not because of anything else that is so happy today, did Professor Taylor over there see it?"

　　Professor Taylor, his expression is very stern, he looks like he is about thirty or forty years old. He doesn’t play with young people like them and teaches spells.

　　 "Professor Taylor? What joke did he make early this morning?"

　　 If it were the everyday stern professor, it would be possible to make jokes and amuse the whole table, but obviously those old professors would not be as ghoulish as they are now.

　　 "What a joke, Professor Taylor took the child today-his six-year-old girl is in the staff lounge now."

　　 "Children?"

　　 William was a little surprised-Hogwarts has a creature under the age of eleven?

　　 But he was relieved very quickly. The children of the magic world are not radishes on the ground. They are eleven years old when they are pulled out. They have to grow slowly from an early age. A six-year-old girl is too normal.

　　 Hogwarts is not a missionary school, so the professors can't get married, right?

　　 "Just bring it here, the school doesn't care about it?"

　　 "It doesn't matter, Professor McGonagall likes that little girl, who else will care?"

　　The deputy principal in charge of the executive has spoken. Who else has any objections?

　　 "Besides, that kid will stay in the staff lounge, he never runs around, he is so cute, who would hate such a kid?"

　　 William, who had no liking for bear children, became curious instantly, and he dragged Adams to the faculty lounge without a good breakfast.

　　 "Eh! I said you are worried, that is someone's daughter, not yours!"

　　 Adams spit out William in an angry manner, but his pace was not slow at all-he hadn't seen that little girl for a long time~www.NovelMTL.com~Afra! "

　　 The moment he opened the staff lounge, Adams yelled in a low voice.

　　 But there was no response to his voice, which made Adams ready to show off his expression suddenly embarrassed.

　　 "Afra?"

　　 still did not respond, but the sharp-eyed William suddenly saw a short squatting little girl next to the fireplace.

　　 "Is it her?"

　　 "It's her, it's her."

　　 Adams stepped forward and knelt down, his expression softened.

　　 "Why ignore me, Afra?"

　　 "I am a mushroom, so I can't speak loudly."

　　 The little girl replied with a shrill voice.

　　 This child is very cute, but he is a bit clumsy...

　　 "Then what are you doing?"

　　 Adams saw the small kettle on the ground at a glance, and asked in a low voice.

　　 "Pippi told me that mushrooms can grow quickly as long as they squat in the corner of the fireplace and pour water on them."

　　 "What else did the Pipi ghost say?"

　　 The little girl showed a serious thinking expression for a long time, then she frowned and stopped talking.

　　 "Uncle Adams stepped away, I want to water!"

　　 The little girl raised her small spray can and poured it on her body. Her beautiful little wizard robe was half wet before William and the others were rotten.

　　 "Well, Uncle Adams, I'm going to grow up, don't tease me!"

　　 The little girl squatted down again with a serious expression on her face, making people hard to bear to expose this as a scam.

　　Ps: I turned on the computer to prepare the codewords and looked at the comments habitually, only to find that I finished writing the last chapter at seven (I know it would not be daytime), and forgot to post it...