From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

'It's like theoretical knowledge... Don't panic, if it doesn't work, we can use it all in fourth grade... Anyway, I can adjust the curriculum.'

The students below, waving their wands around, had no idea that they would be dealt with in the future, and might even have to pay for their fourth year with their current pleasure, but for now, they were certainly happy.

-

"Lesson plan?"

Professor Flitwick looked at William in front of him, completely bewildered.

“Professor William, what do you need my lesson plan for? The fifth-grade students are about to take the OWLs exam—didn’t you just give them a 100-day countdown not long ago?”

The Ravenclaw dean tried to phrase it more tactfully, saying, "It's almost Easter break, and they already have enough homework."

Despite this, William eventually managed to get the lesson plans from the kind-hearted dean.

After all, this thing is just a teaching aid for professors—similar to a syllabus. What they talk about in class is determined by this thing. But almost all professors don't strictly follow it; improvisation is common.

William only wanted this as a reference. Given that even first-year students might not be able to use Disarm, he was also thinking of ways to use the magic taught by the other professors. In the past, he had been passively cooperating, but this time he decided to take the initiative and make his own choices.

'Professor McGonagall's lesson plan also needs to be prepared. Transfiguration is a versatile magic system that works very well with the vast majority of spells.'

……

'The entire magical system is full of surprises every time I organize my reasoning…'

Although it was just about designing more course content for first-year students, the results were quite encouraging.

The magic system, which he had painstakingly put together, was naturally not perfect at once, but he discovered several spells that could be added to the course.

Not only that, he had several other wonderful ideas that needed to be tested, and this alone was worth a whole Chocolate Frog!

Without further ado, William began selecting the lucky winner from the side drawer.

"Gurgle, ugh?"

The owl, which hadn't found a name it liked even after almost a year, hopped and flew over, landing on the table with a distinct sound.

Your snacks aren't in this drawer!

William tapped its fluffy head with annoyance, his fingers sinking into the feathers.

"Gada?"

It made a very soft tapping sound between its upper and lower beaks, tilted its head to look at William, and pretended not to understand.

"Alright..."

I haven't eaten the chocolate frog yet...

William snapped his fingers, the drawer next door opened, a small bag of premium owl food flew out, and then the drawer closed by itself.

A moment later, all he could see was the back of his owl's head.

What kind of card is this?

William unwrapped the package with great interest—after glancing at it, he casually slipped it into his book as a bookmark. It was Dumbledore again…

"Dong dong dong."

The office door rang. "William!"

Adams' voice rang out.

"what happened?"

William carefully opened the door, and after confirming that it was indeed Adams, he tossed a bag of Chocolate Frogs over and asked curiously.

"Lesson plan!"

Adams waved the thing in his hand, a thick book of lesson plans.

“You’ve been borrowing from all over the place, right? I found it for you. My notes from when I copied Professor Sprout are in there too.”

'Forehead…'

William understood the reasoning, but what did he need the lesson plan for the herbal medicine class for?

Although this is a formal course at Hogwarts, the course itself doesn't teach spells...

Herbs have applications in healing and other areas, but compared to professional potions, they are somewhat inferior...

Compared to the extremely dangerous magical creatures, the number of herbs with offensive capabilities is very small, and those that do appear often have various problems, making them completely unrelated to the self-defense system...

“Yes, I was just about to look for you,” William said, taking the lesson plan. “Has this been spread throughout Hogwarts?”

"That's right, everyone's guessing you're going to give the fifth graders another mock exam, and give them some comprehensive questions."

Adams casually unwrapped the Chocolate Frog. "But I doubt they'll use yours for Potions. Professor Snape won't let you get involved in Potions."

'What kind of ridiculous rumor is this... This is first-year curriculum, okay...'

Unfortunately, it's not easy to explain, and besides... it would be great if the other professors thought it would be good to have a mock exam...

William almost burst out laughing.

But he soon stopped laughing.

"Connelly Agriba!"

Adams glanced at the cards and then exclaimed.

"joke!"

William also stood up and stared at the card.

This card is the rarest of all the Chocolate Frog cards—far rarer than Song Jiang, who was impossible to obtain in Little Raccoon back in the day, and comparable to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon Gold Card.

To put it simply, William had eaten so many chocolate frogs and inquired about the cards of the other students at the school, and this was the first Cornelia Agrippa card he had ever heard of.

This is one of the two cards most collectors are missing... while a smaller number are missing even more...

"William?"

Adams waved the cards in his hand and then handed them to William—he didn't collect cards.

Why didn't I open that package just now?

William looked at the packaging bag in Adams' hand, feeling a mix of regret and surprise. Was it another sensation he had tasted?

But once he actually got the cards, he stopped worrying about them.

Yeah, just one more card is needed!

-

"We have a standardized test coming up, right before the Easter holiday."

"Ok?"

"It's true. Professor William has started getting the exam syllabus from the other professors. Someone saw it with their own eyes."

Just before the Easter holidays, a terrible message began to spread wildly among fifth-grade students.

After several highly credible Hufflepuffs, who never lied, testified that Professor Adams personally delivered the syllabus and similar materials to Professor William's office, the rumor simply couldn't be stopped.

Professor William, whose smile couldn't be hidden, then provided the final confirmation of the rumors.

According to reliable information from the sixth grade, Professor William laughed for the entire class period without stopping!

"The professor has gotten what he wanted!"

After the Transfiguration class ended, the twins said to the rest of the students, "But it doesn't matter, we still have less than a hundred days left. Next year's students will have a whole year!"

The comparison made everyone laugh; the wonderful life of sixth graders this year and those fourth graders were their secret weapon for getting through the year.

"Isn't it just a joint entrance exam? Professor William isn't good at all subjects. Apart from self-defense, which is a bit difficult, what's the difference between the other subjects and classroom training?"

Fred stood at the back of the classroom in front of the bright red countdown, cheering on the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw children, the bright red 68 days shining behind him.

Ever since that professor conjured up the 100-day countdown, many classrooms have been equipped with this device.

This is a good thing; it puts pressure on people while also giving them hope.

"Prepare well for the exam!"

George stood on the chair, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and roared along with his brother, "It's just a college entrance exam! Bring it on!"

Chapter 338 Everything is difficult at the beginning, difficult in the middle, and difficult at the end.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Kelly, we'll be quite busy for the next while and I'm afraid we won't have time to take on your request..."

Sirius struggled to resist the urge to pull out his wand and unleash a curse on the person opposite him, politely declining the enthusiastic, elderly, and seemingly wealthy customer.

'Damn it, isn't this supposed to happen only to newly graduated young wizards? I'm so old!'

There was no way around it—just as Lupin said, Sirius Black was popular with many people because of his handsome looks since he was a student.

Although he was somewhat disheveled when he was released from prison, under Madam Pomfrey's careful care, the damage Azkaban had inflicted on him gradually faded, and he regained his original appearance.

……

"call…"

After seeing off that annoying customer, Sirius returned to his seat and hung up the "Unmanned" sign at the office before seriously reflecting on what he had been doing all this time.

After leaving Hogwarts, he easily passed the so-called tests—one for living in Muggle society and another for opening a shop.

Thanks to his pure bloodline, although the exam wasn't easy, the relevant documents weren't blocked during the process.

But the results are not optimistic…

Sirius took the ledger out of the drawer, hesitated for a moment, then flipped to the last page and began to write crookedly on it with a quill pen.

Services Offered: None

Income; 0

"It's been almost a month!"

Sirius instinctively messed up his hair, then frowned and began to make statistics.

Day 1, Revenue: 0

...

[On the seventh day, we opened for business! We found a kitten and earned £1.30 (a great start!!!)]