From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

"The OWL exam is just a regular exam,"

On the makeshift stage erected by magic, Percy was no longer as nervous as before. "Trust me, don't be nervous—the examiners can't lock you up, nor can they write to your mother to complain..."

Percy was still nervous.

"But the people below are even more nervous. To be honest, I'm quite nervous too."

The professors listening in the corner whispered among themselves, while William, hidden among them, felt quite content.

This sprint campaign was necessary—a month is a bit short, but we can still get things done.

"Professor William, do you still have your comprehensive exam paper?"

"Yes, I will take it to your office later."

William echoed the professor's words and began to consider the shortcomings of the activity.

Starting after the Spring Festival break is still too stressful. Although he can't remember the principle, since it used to be a 100-day countdown rally, there must be some truth to the 100-day countdown – let's change the time next year.

'The practice tests can't always be too difficult. Next, we'll release some slightly easier ones to boost confidence—but they can't be too easy either, or people will be caught off guard if they get used to them and then find the actual test too hard…'

"Professor William."

"Oh, what is it, Professor McGonagall?"

“The students below are listening very attentively. I think it’s necessary to make this meeting a regular one and select outstanding students from last year to give speeches.”

"That's great, I think the students will like it."

“I just hope the weather will be better in the coming days—records from previous years show that if the weather changes rapidly in the next month, the university hospital will be under a lot of pressure.” Professor McGonagall frowned. “The university hospital already has enough to do this year.”

She shook her head. "I still owe a small branch hospital, but there are still students lying in the hospital right now, so it's really not appropriate to hold one."

“Yes—those curses…” William shook his head.

There are plenty of records on how to deal with basilisks, but the curse of basilisks is not so lucky—normal cases usually result in death, while petrification is rare for various reasons. Studying this curse is time-consuming and laborious, and almost useless.

The potion made from mandrake can basically solve most problems, and it's much faster than researching curses—even considering its long growth period, it can't be slower than researching curses, which takes years.

Especially given the extremely small sample size, and the fact that such cursed individuals are unlikely to appear again in the future.

“The mandrake is almost ripe, then things will be much easier,” Professor McGonagall sighed. “It grows too slowly, and the special medicine has to be fresh…”

“At least we know we can handle it, and that’s great, Professor.”

William couldn't take full responsibility either—he did have a card to remove the curse, but when he went to tear up the card with a bunch of potion ingredients he had originally planned to brew, he wasted a meal voucher... The pile of materials still made him vaguely feel that he didn't have enough materials on hand.

'These cards are terrible...they're not even as good as common cards!'

The two stopped talking about curses—today was an important day for fifth graders, and saying such things would spoil the atmosphere.

-

"Penelope, did you see that?!"

After the speech, Percy, still slightly flushed, showed the photos to his girlfriend.

"I saw it! I sneaked into the students' group!"

His girlfriend responded with a proud expression—the surrounding students all assumed the prefect had come to maintain discipline and didn't say anything.

"You skipped class?"

"It's okay, I asked the professor for leave and said I didn't sleep well yesterday and wasn't feeling well."

...

"Percy!"

The sudden noise startled the two students.

"You little devil, what are you doing!"

Percy drew his wand, his face grim.

"Hey, Percy, you're the best!"

Peeves mimicked Penelope's voice, which floated through the empty classroom.

"Percy, you're the best!"

He whistled, then floated toward the door and passed right through it.

"Petrify them all!"

Percy heard a familiar voice, followed by a spell he couldn't understand at all, and then, with a thud, Peeves crashed to the ground.

He hesitated for a moment—should he go out or hide like an ostrich?

He eventually decided to rush out, but when he opened the door, he found that Professor William had already reached the corner of the corridor.

"Percy, what's wrong?"

William turned around and stared at him curiously.

"Professor, thank you."

"Don't always occupy the classroom for dates. The sun is shining so brightly outside, let's go outside!"

William waved and turned to leave.

-

"Percy is getting more and more brazen."

The twins gave a disgruntled reply—Percy seems to be carefree now, and dating is quite natural for him.

"That's right, Ginny is still here."

“It’s alright—Professor McGonagall said I even wrote a report on his behalf…”

Ginny said nonchalantly, then started flipping through the book.

In her quest to retrieve her memories, she spoke with many people and came to fully realize the good deeds she had done in the past—she valued her own memories more than her brother's.

There was no way around it; the college sorting ceremony was too important for the students, and she was the only one in the entire school who forgot about it.

Unfortunately, there is no cure; the erased memories cannot be recovered.

Where did Ron go?

She asked out of curiosity.

"Revision plan, Hermione's revision plan—didn't she tell you?"

The twins looked at Ginny with curiosity. "She even tried to make some for us."

"Oh, she gave me her first-year notes."

Ginny looked at her two brothers and said, "They even told me to come to them if I ever had any trouble."

Chapter 229 The Upcoming Exam

"Job guidance?"

William stood in his office, looking completely bewildered as he watched a group of students surrounding him.

Asking him for career guidance is no joke, is it?

He has a knack for smuggling, but that's not something you should teach your students!

"Oh, right, Professor McGonagall mentioned this yesterday, there's career guidance this week—but that's the dean's job..."

However, it's not appropriate to pass the buck like that to fifth-grade students, and bragging is even worse; that would be misleading them.

“That’s the dean’s job. I’m not too familiar with career guidance,” William said, spreading his hands. “As you should know, I’m a wizard of the inheritance model. I do what my teachers do.”

The students surrounding the office chuckled softly, but quickly stopped—because William was too strict with the fifth grade, these students didn't dare to joke around in front of him.

"However, I can do some research and give you some suggestions for reference..." He carefully chose his words, telling the students not to have too high expectations, "but everything is subject to what your dean says, I am not a professional."

"Tomorrow, if you'd like to hear some potentially useless knowledge, come to my office tomorrow at this time—alright, time to study, every minute in fifth grade is worth at least one sisco!"

Given William's usual stern demeanor, the students didn't say anything witty, but left in groups, leaving William with a pile of pamphlets.

"Tsk, even Azkaban has never seen this thing before."

William examined the booklet in his hand and began to ponder—the people of Azkaban generally had fairly stable jobs before being imprisoned, although the Ministry of Magic didn't really approve of it…

Even if they can't continue working there and are preparing to change careers, the people there won't have any connection with the pamphlets.

"It's a new experience for me—I'll definitely need it in the future, so I'll make a proper spreadsheet..."

With this in mind, William began to categorize the booklets in a simple way.

Working as a Muggle liaison—the simplest job, requiring only a certificate, even an OWL is sufficient…

Auror – almost the most difficult job, requiring five certificates, and then a series of assessments. Just last year, someone was hired, but even then, they had to undergo three years of training; failing the training meant they were useless.

'They seem truly rare—even capturing me didn't work on them, Aurors…'

William complained about himself, then began to categorize the forms one by one. He could easily divide them into simple categories based on the required certificates and certificate levels.

'This is troublesome; I don't know the salary and risk level of many industries…'

'But logically, they shouldn't all be that dangerous—let's go after those sinkholes we heard about from Azkaban first.'

William wasn't sure if the industries that could drive people to commit crimes were really as difficult as the Azkaban prisoners described, but excluding those industries was probably a safe bet—it was hard to imagine a promising career causing someone to give up further education.

"Either I don't have enough money, or I'm under too much pressure..."

'Working in the Ministry of Magic is a good career, but... tsk tsk,' William glanced at the list that wasn't much different from the requirements for an Auror and gave up immediately.

'No wonder Azkaban said that positions in the Ministry of Magic weren't for ordinary wizards; this alone could weed out even the top students…'

William, in any case, didn't believe that the Aurors outnumbered the Ministry of Magic—so it would be interesting to see where the Ministry would fill the remaining gaps.

'No need to look into the Ministry of Magic; I'll handle the details and clear up any potential problems…'

Although he knew the school principal would never cheat students, William couldn't help but list the professions he'd heard about from Azkaban that were known to cheat students.

'Hogwarts' contact with the outside world...is more than in high school, but less than in college...'

"Back in the day, some people said the computer industry was a sunset industry... a sunset industry that I've lived through... and others said civil engineering and mechanical engineering were in high demand... oh yeah, and there were also those who touted biochemistry, environmental science, and materials science..."

Thinking about this, William felt that he had a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to shoulder.