From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

Sirius Black ate his chocolate frog while reminiscing about his escape. "The Ministry of Magic trusted Dementors too much. Actually, if you could just fool the Dementors, escaping from them would be much easier than escaping from the Strikers."

Chapter 313: Returning to Normal Teaching Life

"The rainy season in Britain...it's so annoying..."

On Friday morning at the breakfast table, William looked at the gray roof and sighed.

The last conversation with Sirius didn't yield much useful information, but time won't stop because of such a small problem.

It suddenly started raining a lot. It's not as unbearable as before, but it's still... annoying...

“I have to point out two things, Professor William,” Professor Taylor said with a serious expression as he began to find fault, while William sighed at the ceiling.

"First of all, to be precise, there is no such thing as a rainy season or a dry season in Britain. Secondly, a normal wizard would never talk about the rainy season in Britain. Usually, such talk comes from foreign wizards who come to Britain."

"So, Professor William, we have reason to suspect you've been hit by the Imperius Curse—hahaha…"

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Alright, alright, dear Professor Taylor,” William looked at him with a helpless expression, “This damn rainy weather is annoying enough as it is, let’s not tell any more jokes about the Imperius Curse.”

“But it’s really interesting, William,” Adams said with an undisguised smirk. “I wonder which troublemaker did this… that questionnaire is absolutely brilliant!”

'I also want to know...which sixth-grader had the guts to do that…'

William stared at the two of them speechlessly, recalling the questionnaire.

It was a cleverly designed questionnaire, almost entirely based on the Mind Control Spell questionnaire he used as an example when teaching sixth graders, but with ingenious modifications to some of the answers and questions—simply put, it was easy to understand and catchy.

'I was careless... I only referenced astrological quizzes that were popular among students in the past to make it less like an exam paper, but I ended up getting myself into a trap.'

He is now filled with regret, deep regret, and extreme regret.

Astrological quizzes, also known as astrological tests or whatever, follow a similar basic format: after answering a series of questions, you can determine what you want to know next based on the answers to the final question… covering everything from career and love to studies and life in general—if you can think of it, you can find it.

Anyway, he did it himself during his student days, and he was also forced to do it.

In the advanced self-defense class, the Unforgivable Curse is bound to be involved in the upper grades. Although he has mastered all the Unforgivable Curses, he can't just drag all the students over to experience them, can he?

That was obviously not feasible. He spent a lot of time figuring out a more suitable way to demonstrate the Imperius Curse. He incorporated the Imperius Curse assessment into a bunch of astrological tests, making it seem less serious but still memorable for the students.

As it turns out, this kind of astrological testing has the same immense power in the wizarding world.

Compared to exam papers, this thing is much more popular. At first, students had a fear of it, as if they were facing an exam paper, but in the end, almost no one disliked it.

'But how did things turn out this way?'

William looked dejected and simply buried himself in dealing with the beans.

"Look over there, Professor!" At the college's dining table, students secretly glanced at the professor's table and whispered among themselves. "The professor seems angry."

"Don't talk nonsense, they definitely have a new idea..."

"That's not necessarily true... But what do you think of the professor's divination skills?"

“It’s definitely going to be amazing… Don’t forget, Professor William said he’s a traditional master-apprentice wizard. Think about it, that’s a unique form of divination passed down for a long time!”

As she spoke, the girl pulled out a piece of parchment and pointed directly to the last line.

[Your companion might be Type K: their dreams and efforts are completely inconsistent, and their habitual behaviors are entirely different from their personality. Yes, as astute as you are, you've already discovered the hidden truth behind those carefully concealed behaviors. That's right, they've been under a spell. Find an excuse to leave, and then quickly report to someone capable of handling the situation—remember, when reporting, make sure the person you're reporting to isn't also under control! It's best to talk in a crowded place!]

"Although the last one is about Dementors, look at the ones before it; the tests are so accurate!"

She pointed to herself, "I'm Type E. Look how well the professor described me!"

Your companion is likely type E, which is mostly female. They might be a little impulsive at times, but please don't distance yourself from them because of it. Girls with this personality type will never get angry with you over trivial matters; they're there for you when you're feeling down…

...

Of course, there are also some boys…

]

“There’s no need to look at the rest,” she said, taking back the test she had copied by hand. “Look how accurate it is! I feel like the professor can see right through my soul. He’ll definitely use mind control!”

"Although this was a Q&A exercise designed for someone else, it's also very accurate when I test it myself!"

"I'd like to take the test too." The fifth-grader hesitated for a moment, but finally reluctantly accepted the test from Professor William—she had been exposed to it enough in her daily life, and it still took courage to do it specifically now.

Meanwhile, on the other side, several Gryffindor children were boasting about their hand-copied worksheets, exclaiming, "Look, look, how accurate they are!"

"The professor made it very clear: I am not someone who desires mediocrity, and I have always strived for it!"

"What do your questions have to do with sixth-grade students?"

"Exactly! Those are sixth graders, and you're only second grader. You haven't even learned many spells yet!"

"This is a test for everyone!"

The child who was pointed out for his mistake was not convinced and pulled out another piece of paper, saying, "Even if it's a different version, I'm still just as good!"

"Forget it, the guy who made that version is a fraud. Look how ridiculous it is."

Another child casually pointed, "Like this one!"

[Result C: You actually made that choice! Unbelievable! Professor William thinks you need to be put in solitary confinement! Go clean the toilet, you idiot!]

"And this too!"

[Result E: You're doomed! You actually thought rest was more important than the exam! Professor William caught you and gave you three more exam papers!]

"This won't do either!"

[Result O: You lacked initiative in your studies, and the professors made you take extra classes.]

"And this last one too..."

[Result Z: Are you a psychopath? How could you pass Professor William's test so perfectly without leaving a single flaw? Our advice here is to drop out, and it's absolutely necessary.]

As the last answer was read, the other child withdrew his finger, and the parchment, which had been rolled up, loosely rolled up again, revealing only the words 'Professor William's Classroom Survey'.

This is something that appeared after the Soul-Stealing Curse Judgment Form suddenly went viral. It inexplicably spread among students, and no one knows who did it. However, the investigation results are quite interesting. Coupled with the influence of tutoring and the test papers, its circulation among students is no less than that of the Soul-Stealing Curse Form.

-

"George, do you think they'll find out it's us?"

In a corner of the restaurant, Fred and George exchanged glances—the matter was of utmost importance, and they dared not utter a word.

"God knew it would become so popular!"

George's eyes were full of innocence—it was just a product of venting his emotions for a moment, but after circulating a few copies, it suddenly spread like wildfire. It's fine if people complain about it in private, but at the current level, if it gets discovered, it'll be at least a barrage of screams...

Not to mention, professors never show any mercy when it comes to solitary confinement; their confinement period isn't over yet!

"Besides, we can't blame it all on us,"

Fred's eyes were full of innocence. "Sirius was caught, Scabbers was sent to Azkaban, and the school's tutoring didn't stop—all the tutoring was fine, but tutoring only fifth graders is just ridiculous!"

"that is…"

The two looked at each other, still dissatisfied with the school's announcement—'Due to the presence of the Dementors and some unforeseen events, the fifth-grade Saturday make-up classes will not be canceled for the time being…'

"That's our protest! Protest!"

Their eyes were full of resentment, but they couldn't suppress the fear they were hiding.

They had witnessed Professor William's search for the snake throughout the year and remembered it vividly—although they had some confidence in themselves, their arrogance was shattered by the events of the previous year.

"We're still in detention today, let's go test their words."

After discussing it with their eyes for a long time, the two finally came up with a slightly more reliable solution.

If the professor starts investigating, then you should just apologize and obediently wait to be put in solitary confinement; escaping is probably out of the question.

-

"Moon face, what's it like being a professor?"

In the hospital, Sirius lay on the bed and asked Lupin a question.

Azkaban's damage to him was too terrible; even with wizard healing methods, it would take time to make him healthy and vigorous again.

“It’s alright,” Lupin thought for a moment and replied, “It’s more interesting than I expected…”

If someone else had asked him, he would most likely have talked about the education of wizards under the age of eleven that he had seen over the years, but he really didn't want to talk about these things with Sirius—after spending these days together, he already knew very well what his old friend had missed during his twelve years of imprisonment.

He picked out some interesting things to talk about, and as he was leaving, he seemed to remember something and left behind the two confiscated papers.

"You can try it out. Professor William's new survey seems to be quite popular—the one at the back is a copycat, I reckon it's Gryffindor, the other houses' kids don't have that kind of courage."

"examination paper?"

Sirius looked at Lupin, suspecting he was joking—how many years had it been since graduation, and he was being asked to do a test?

"I have to go to class, Sirius." Lupin quickly tidied himself up. "Tomorrow is the weekend, and the school notice says the market will continue for a few more weeks. If you'd like, we might be able to go tomorrow."

"That market?"

Sirius was taken aback—wasn't that meant to protect him?

If it weren't for that market, he wouldn't have had the chance to sneak into Hogwarts and then attack Peter, who was pretending to be unconscious.

It hasn't been cancelled yet?

"Yes, it's said to be very popular, and it will be canceled when it gets colder—Filch is quite welcoming of it; inspecting the goods brought in is much easier than inspecting the students."

"Filch? He's still working? Wasn't it him who confiscated our original maps?"

Sirius burst out laughing.

“That’s right, but I didn’t dare to ask for it—” Lupin smiled. “To be honest, I’m a little scared of him and Professor McGonagall now. We were put in solitary confinement too many times back then.”

"Haha!" Sirius laughed heartily. "I spent a long time in solitary confinement, so no one's locking me up anymore!"

"I have to go to class now. See you later, Bigfoot."

"See you later, Moon Face."

Sirius beckoned, and after Lupin left, he prepared to browse through the popular books Lupin had brought, but he quickly gave up—he had been quiet long enough and no longer had the patience to stay still.

Although he didn't like the papers Lupin brought at first, after hesitating for a long time, he still picked up the surveys.

"Didn't Harry say that Professor William likes to give out tests? What do you think of these tests... although they're a bit..."

"Hmm... this seems quite interesting..."