From Azkaban To Hogwarts

William returned to the entrance of the dark room and arranged a fairly simple guard mechanism-normally speaking, this kind of physical mechanism is more powerful than magic in preventing wizards.

‘I have to work hard to face the unknown,’ William stuffed a mint leaf into his mouth, ‘hope there is no change. ’

Without letting go of his wand, he began to look up the stacks of bookshelves, recording the approximate thickness of the dust in each area on the paper.

‘Well, according to the records found, Professor Slughorn retired in 1981, and Professor Snape accepted the position of Dean of Slytherin in the same year-it’s outrageous. He just started to be Dean...’

While vomiting, he pulled out a book from the most inconspicuous position on the shelf to determine its record year.

‘1981? ’

William flipped through the books, and when he got the fourth one, he confirmed the record of the year that Professor Slughorn left his post.

‘This ledger should have been recorded by Snape after he took office. 'William took out the first book in the changing record book, and prepared to see if any predecessor's entrustment will be recorded during the handover-although the things recorded in the book like this will certainly not record absolute privacy, but said There may be some interesting discoveries.

[The only Slytherin-born professor left in the school became the dean as soon as he enrolled... Heh, shouldn't those students who are about to graduate not join the Death Eaters? 】

William was so frightened that he almost closed the book.

What is the only Slytherin-born professor left?

If Snape hadn't joined in 1981, wouldn't any of the Slytherin graduates stay in school?

‘Yes, the Dark Lord was strong at the time. I am afraid that none of the Slytherin graduates planned to stay in school and work with Dumbledore. ’

He settled down and spread the book directly to shorthand quill pens, and those pens began to work quickly.

‘Go back and explore, now is not the time to be surprised. 'William caught his mind and began to check the previous records.

But soon the problem arose. He drew records one after another, but found a rather horrible thing-Professor Slughorn’s own records were the same as the records he had left in those years, spanning a long time and recording There are so many things.

‘Damn it, it’s fine to be a professor for fifty years from 1931 to 1981, and for 40 years as the dean, don’t you be afraid of corruption? ’

Now the question arises in front of William—is it checked from the inferred Dark Lord when he enrolled, or when Professor Slughorn was the dean?

‘No, the Dark Lord enrolled in 1938, this record is not complete! ’

After discovering this fact, William looked dumbfounded at a lot of stuff to be copied.

He even had the urge to go back and take out the papers, swipe the boxes and draw the cards for a while-with so many records, is it necessary to find out the year of the monkey?

In the end, he still held back, let's talk about it or not, the shorthand quill pen was used for the transcription, it shouldn't be too slow.

‘Why can magic props be used to copy curses to create fakes, but not books? ’

There is no need to save it now. Although the copying together is a bit more dynamic, it can't be completed at all if it is not completely released-the unfinished record will be misleading.

With a wry smile, he took out stacks of paper and quill pens, and William pulled out the booklets he was sure to copy from the bookshelf. With the wave of his wand, all the record books flew into the air.

All the shorthand quill pens he brought began to work quickly, one pen corresponding to a book, flying on a stack of paper.

The full-fire quill pen even left a phantom on the paper. A sheet of paper was almost instantaneously transcribed, and then floated to the side under the magic of the quill pen, and the quill began to rise and fall at the shocking speed of the pigeon. Come with a piece of paper.

‘Fortunately, I applied for seven dozen shorthand quill pens for copying papers and other things on weekdays. Otherwise, copying so much information in such a short time would be really terrible. ’

As for paper, it’s not even a problem. Knowing that he uses paper diligently, Bart helped him bring back the paper even two people high. In order to prevent occupation of land, he put it all in the bag-anyway, there is a floating curse on the bag. Weight loss.

But even so, the job of copying is not easy-Professor Slughorn, who has served for many years, has left too many records, and even William feels distressed by those quill pens.

"It is estimated that those pens will be destroyed a lot, but it is easy to report for approval." William flipped through the records of the previous dean. "Fortunately, instead of letting me copy it myself, I am afraid I can only do it by myself. It's disguised that Professor Snape's office was stolen or even caught fire...'

A few of the specimens in the room are explosive. As long as William finds out that someone accidentally breaks the jar, and then forges the stolen books and ensures that they will be damaged in the disaster, it is not a big problem, but it is too extreme. , And it’s easy to find out-after all, the former Ministry of Magic staff member who said this was Azkaban who had just been found out, although he burned the warehouse he guarded...

'Ok? Is this format wrong? Gift receipt record? Is it also from Professor Slughorn? "

This kind of thing can also be stuffed into the college records?

Although the professor who is the dean behind will definitely not poke the matter out, how can it be unsafe to remember this kind of thing so blatantly?

However, considering the useful information that may exist in it, William passed the book to the quill pens.

When this quill carnival was about to end, more than a dozen quills were already exhausted, and they were dull and copied, like a child who just learned to write—obviously the magic above was about to expire.

‘It should be almost done, right? ’

William quickly retrieved the records on the bookshelf, and after confirming that there was nothing of value, he began to wave his magic wand to forge dust. Although he was not a professional, he handled everything once, which would minimize the possibility of things being exposed.

The dust that was scattered due to the transcription floated, and under the command of the magic wand, it spread out unevenly as William remembered, and restored to its previous appearance.

William took a final look and commented on his work.

‘Um, perfect,’

He even wanted to say something nasty, struggled, and finally gave up the behavior that seemed a bit like flagging.

‘Mission completed~www.NovelMTL.com~ end of work. ’

Silently gave himself the instruction of the second sentence, William began to restore the entrance of the secret room, cleared his footsteps left by entering the house, and then grabbed the wand and came to the door.

'Huh,' he breathed out lightly, the wand clicked on the door, and the defensive magic on the door was mobilized again, took away the wood chips, opened the door with his left hand, and prepared for a face-the door opened gently, five o'clock The corridor is quiet.

Taking a feather out of his pocket to remove the last traces of footprints, William smiled and closed the door of Professor Snape's office. The wand that had slid from the door for a week was evacuated as the door was locked.

‘A layer of protection is destroyed, but if Gryffindor is staying in the castle, this is normal. ’

William easily added a phantom spell to himself, avoided the portrait, walked through the secret tunnel, and returned to his office.

‘Click. ’

With the office door being closed, William collapsed on the chair, cold sweat coming out of his forehead.

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