From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Books are not cheap things, especially textbooks. A slightly more professional textbook will make you wonder whether the pages are printed with silver when you check out.

William could completely understand that the businessman came to visit him, but in William's state, Xiao Guicao was doing well. Choosing suitable teaching materials by himself was completely causing trouble for himself.

He was going to tell the boss clearly about these words. He had no intention of selecting newly released books as textbooks, even if there was no current crisis.

But when he opened the door with a straight face, he was startled by the person behind the door.

A deep voice sounded from behind Old Tom:

"Good afternoon, Mr. William. I take the liberty of coming to visit without a letter, but the matter is rather urgent, and I think it is necessary for us to communicate in person."

Although he said this, the visitor's tone was not very anxious. His tall and thin figure allowed his face to be fully exposed behind Old Tom. The gentle smile on his face made it impossible to imagine that such a kind old man was a magician. The most recognized person in the world.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore. To be honest, I didn't expect you to come before I opened the door."

William forcibly controlled himself not to show his eager expression - there was nothing he could do, the man in front of him was too generous.

At present, William has picked out more than twenty boxes from the system. Compared with the other boxes, Albus Dumbledore's approval box can crush all the other boxes.

Other people's boxes are all about drawing cards from the card pool. Dumbledore's box is completely about selecting one of the final rewards after the card pool is exhausted.

Moreover, considering the experience of getting the second box from Munton, William can be sure that he can at least get one more box from Dumbledore - basically equivalent to printing another card.

It was because of this issue that he resolutely chose to go to Hogwarts for half a year. Although it seems that he was cheated by his choice now, he has been cheated. It cannot be said that he did not even get the benefits he chose at that time. No more.

"Maybe this is just a little stubbornness of the old guys. They always like to follow their own temper. Why don't you treat me to a cup of hot chocolate?"

Professor, I'm sorry to tell you that Old Tom doesn't welcome sweets in his bar - just when William was about to say this, Old Tom standing at the door had already responded to Dumbledore with a smile on his face.

"Of course. Good hot chocolate with a little white wine in it. This is my specialty."

Old Tom reached out his hand towards the room eagerly, "Please sit down first, Professor, the hot chocolate will be ready soon."

What about the promised bar that doesn’t sell chocolate?

William sighed slightly, and then shouted to Old Tom who ran downstairs: "I want a drink too!"

After doing this, he walked directly towards the door, sat down on the bed, and left the only chair for Dumbledore.

"The lighting is very good," Dumbledore glanced at the environment of the room and then focused on the piles of books on the table.

Next to the book is a thick stack of notes - issues related to life. William used the review spirit of college exam week to deal with these books.

"With perfect preparation, it seems we have made the best choice. I bet even Minerva can't help but sigh when she sees these notes."

Dumbledore's expression became more and more cheerful. It was obvious that a professor who carefully prepared for academic affairs was quite appreciated by the principal.

"After all, I haven't done any systematic training on these things. Although it's a bit late to make up for it now, it's better to make some preparations than not to do anything."

William told half the truth.

Putting aside the self-study in Azkaban, he can almost be regarded as not having received any magic education. The seriousness now is not review, but self-study.

But this answer satisfied Dumbledore.

The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts - now called wizard self-defense magic learning - is not too far away from Azkaban if you really count. After all, people who don't understand black magic are simply not qualified for this position.

An adult wizard who can support himself in the wizarding world, even if his strength is not that good, can barely touch the edge of this course, especially the curse that makes the professor leave the school, which cannot be solved by any means, makes this person even more... The selection requirements for professors in each course have become much lower.

Under such circumstances, Dumbledore could not be more satisfied with a professor who was willing to work hard in teaching, and who was humble and not arrogant - especially when compared with the newly job-seeking professor.

"This is the situation, black magic - oh, wizard self-defense magic learning course, we have received a cover letter from a new wizard. Considering that one person teaches seven grades, it is indeed too exaggerated. (Note 1), we decided to accept his application.”

"Newcomer?" William was stunned for a moment.

Perhaps the professors' most injured experiences in the past had caused the school to underestimate the curse, and perhaps the Dark Lord had not been resurrected, which greatly reduced the power of the curse, but William knew very well that this course was now a deep pit, and whoever jumped in would be in trouble.

"I think I can do it, Professor Dumbledore."

William said sincerely.

If the other party came in and the power of the curse would be reduced, he might hesitate for a long time before refusing, but in this situation, there was no need to drag him into trouble.

"Of course I trust you, especially after seeing the information on the table, but I have discussed it with Professor McGonagall. If there are other wizards who are willing to try, we will not reject his application for the sake of students - Seven The course work at a certain age will bring down the young professor."

Dumbledore explained kindly.

"What about the curse? This is not an ordinary position. Every year professors get into trouble because of the curse."

"In the past time, we have tried every means to deal with the curse. Although we have not been able to successfully erase the curse, we have tried our best to reduce the risk. The new professor is as clear about this matter as you are. The curse is not a problem."

[The curse you suffered met its sharer, and you received a blessing box. 】

There was no excuse, no excuse needed - if he guessed correctly, Professor McGonagall should be signing a contract with another candidate at the same time that Dumbledore came to inform him.

(One more chapter)

Note: 1. According to the highly recognized course schedules deduced online, basically the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is at least one big class a week, lasting half a day, and each grade is taught by two colleges together during class time. That is to say, each grade needs half a day to attend class. Even if the seventh grade has fewer practical classes, the sixth grade is a major elective course regardless of the college. These courses alone require three full days...this does not include the preparation time. And the time for grading papers... that is also a time-killing artifact... In other words, including all the mess, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who spans seven grades basically needs a time turner to teach normally, which is worse than 996.