From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

Studying black magic is the most dangerous thing. The books that record black magic alone are full of dangers—most of the books about black magic have extremely evil effects.

Some books make you forget who you are without you even realizing it; some attract the souls of those with weak wills; some drain the blood of readers; and some can even alter the reader's memory—unless you're a top-tier master of dark magic, no one can guarantee they won't run into trouble while reading those books.

Other things can be prepared for, but when it comes to memory, no amount of defense is enough, or you'll just go crazy.

Seeing this as a rare opportunity, he simply opened the other two boxes as well.

[Herbalist - Healing Adams (SR): Herbs are the most magical product in the entire magical world. Perhaps herbs are not as effective as spells in killing, but when it comes to saving lives, nothing is more reassuring than herbs.]

Skill to survive; tear up this card, and for the next hour, you will gain special perception, allowing you to select from a sufficient number of herbs effective against current injuries, curses, poisons, and other negative status effects. —I was thinking, this, this, and this too.

[Escape from Adams (R); When Adams was in school, he always managed to find a safe corner whenever the students in the academy secretly fought.]

Skill Escape: Tear up this card, and for the next half hour, you can find a hiding place in the shortest time possible. — If you can't win, run.

[Professor Adams (R): There are many herbs in the world, and we may never be able to recognize them all in our lifetime, but inferring the unknown from the known is effective in most cases.]

**Skillful Knowledge:** Tear up this card. For the next hour, you can deduce the medicinal effects of an unknown herb in the shortest time possible. —Although I haven't seen it before, it should be so.

Without a doubt, the first card, although I thought it looked unreliable, is obviously the best in terms of effect among the cards.

【Alchemy Expert - Forger Singed (SR): Alchemy, a profession whose highest achievement is turning stones into gold, has always been admired by people, and Singed is one of the best among them.

Skillful creation; prepare sufficient materials and a good working environment, then tear up this card to complete an excellent alchemical experiment. —For alchemy, success is the greatest achievement.

[Singed (R), the Poison Maker: Compared to simple herbs and concocted potions, poisons obtained through alchemical reactions are far more terrifying due to their unpredictability.]

Skill confusion; tearing up this card guarantees a successful potion concoction for the target, but the potion's effects will be severely mutated.

Then there was a meal voucher.

The second card seems perfect for assassination—but its effect is too unpredictable. You might as well use Ironclad Curse to cast Avada Kedavra instead.

Therefore, the first card was obtained.

'Without realizing it, I've accumulated so many cards!'

William checked the warehouse and found that there were already more than one page of cards, and even some meal vouchers that allowed the cards to be reused.

Since most of the effects are one-time use cards, he was reluctant to even use them—it would be too extravagant to waste restaurant vouchers on low-level cards.

'Next one, just the next one. If I get the next meal voucher, I have to splurge and test the effect of one card—otherwise, if something goes wrong and it's my first time trying it, the risk is too great.'

Inside the library, William, while unpacking books, silently set himself a deadline.

The matter at noon was considered over—no matter how angry Professor Snape was, he couldn't possibly say it in public, and besides, could he really put a student in solitary confinement for the reason that you were wearing a hat?

'Wait, solitary confinement?'

William suddenly realized something was wrong.

If he remembered correctly, it was at the Pighead Bar that he personally announced the two students' detention—and it happened on the weekend.

"Is this solitary confinement for them or for me?! I had all my plans for this weekend!"

If there were no scheduling conflicts, William originally planned to visit Hagrid on Saturday, and the two of them would go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink together, and he would also take the opportunity to see Old Tom.

On Sunday, he originally planned to buy some things—although he had packed quite a lot of luggage before, after arriving at Hogwarts, he always felt he was short something and had to make up for it—he intended to stay in the professor's position for the full term, and obviously he couldn't just make do.

But now, all those plans have fallen through. He has to carry out the confinement he was given outside the Pighead Bar, even if he's crying. It's the first time he's ever confined a student. If he can just cancel it easily, how will he teach students in the future?

'Hopefully those two students won't cause any trouble—it's just copying History of Magic; having to stay at school on the weekend is exhausting enough.'

William, who had been enjoying reading, now felt no joy in gaining knowledge and could barely concentrate on reading anymore.

'Alright, it's almost lunchtime anyway, let's go to the restaurant. I won't read anymore; I won't borrow any books today.'

-

However, after William sat down at the table, Professor McGonagall miraculously appeared again.

"Well, good evening, Professor McGonagall."

Good evening, Professor William.

Professor McGonagall wore a conflicted expression—in fact, this wasn't the first time William had seen that look on the professor's face.

Being the vice principal in charge of executive duties is really tiring.

So William offered to provide the ladder.

"Professor McGonagall, is there anything I can do to help?"

Professor McGonagall looked unusually embarrassed. "Excuse me, Professor William, could we talk about the Weasley brothers' confinement?"

Chapter 77 Not all professors are single.

Punishing students is a rather flexible matter. Although in name all violations of school rules must be dealt with seriously, in practice some things can actually be tolerated.

But William hadn't expected that Professor McGonagall would come to him specifically to discuss the extension of his confinement because of the two students' Quidditch training.

'It seems Adams was right; Professor McGonagall is indeed the professor who loves Quidditch the most.'

With this thought in mind, William agreed to Professor McGonagall's proposal almost without hesitation.

“Absolutely, Professor McGonagall. Confinement is merely a process for them to reflect on their mistakes. Since there are important matters to attend to, confinement can be postponed.”

“Great, Professor William. So, they can train as usual on Saturdays and then go to solitary confinement on Sundays. The time they miss on Saturdays can be made up for on Monday evenings when they don’t have classes. Is that arrangement acceptable?”

……

I thought you, Professor, came to plead for leniency for your students, but it turns out those two little rascals have to make up for it during their free time.

Professor McGonagall, you're too honest.

"Of course, I'll prepare the books for them to copy, but is this week still possible?"

"If possible, I hope this will continue for the rest of the time. By the way, Professor William, if possible, I hope the copy of the history of magic can be a bit thicker."

Professor McGonagall spoke casually, but without a hint of joking, which caught William, who was about to respond, completely off guard.

Are you a devil?

If I remember correctly, you were pleading for your own team's players, but how did things turn out this way?

"You mean, let them acquire more knowledge?"

"It'll give them another certificate, even though next year is when their class will take the exam. But given the Weasley brothers' foundation, I doubt they'll pass the History of Magic exam."

"Are they struggling academically?"

William rephrased it more tactfully—some students work very hard, but just can't seem to learn it.

"If that's the case, I probably wouldn't have to put in so much effort. They are both very smart, but they have never put their energy into studying. Some of their courses are even beyond the level of seventh graders, but most of their courses, even the final exams, are barely passed."

Perhaps because these two students were truly a headache, Professor McGonagall spent a long time complaining to William before finally ending the conversation.

-

After a night, William, free from the pressure of classes, finally put down his burdens and got a good night's sleep.

My first week of work at school is done. Although it's not the weekend yet and it's not convenient to leave the school and go out, there are no more specific tasks to complete.

He completed the courses for all three grades he was responsible for very well, and the process went so smoothly that it even exceeded his expectations.

Although I had a minor disagreement with a colleague during the last class of the week, overall, I would give myself an O (Excellent) rating for my work performance.

"You've only been a teacher for a few days, and you've already developed the habit of grading?"

While making fun of himself, William got up and headed to the dining room—although the house-elves were very willing to bring him breakfast, he would never choose to eat alone in his room unless he missed the designated time.

When he arrived at the faculty dining table, he found the atmosphere there to be much more lively than usual.

"Hey Adams, what happened? Is the principal going to give us a raise?"

William nudged Adams quietly—as for the alchemy professor, he was, unsurprisingly, not at the dinner table.

"A raise?"

Adams glanced at William, giving him a look that said, "How could you have such a strange idea?"

"Hogwarts salaries are already quite high, how could they possibly give raises arbitrarily? You're overthinking it. The reason for all the merriment today isn't anything else, Professor Taylor over there saw it, didn't he?"

Professor Taylor usually has a stern expression and looks to be around thirty or forty years old. He doesn't hang out with young people like them; it's the professor's curse.

"Professor Taylor? What kind of joke has he made so early in the morning?"

If it were that usually strict professor, it might be possible to make a joke and amuse the whole table, but obviously those old professors wouldn't lose their composure like this.

“What a joke, Professor Taylor brought his child today—his six-year-old daughter is in the faculty lounge right now.”

"child?"

William was a little surprised—Hogwarts had creatures under eleven years old?

But he quickly came to terms with it. Children in the magical world aren't like radishes on the ground, growing up to be eleven years old right after being pulled out. They have to grow up slowly from childhood, and a six-year-old girl is perfectly normal.

Hogwarts isn't a church school, so the professors can't all be unmarried, right?

"You just brought it here like this, and the school doesn't care?"

"Who cares? Professor McGonagall likes that little girl so much, who else would care?"

The vice principal in charge of executive duties has spoken, so who could possibly object?

"Besides, that child only stays in the faculty lounge and never runs around. He's also very cute. Who would dislike such a child?"

William, who didn't have a good impression of bratty kids, suddenly became curious and dragged Adams to the faculty lounge before even having a proper breakfast.

"Hey! What's the rush? That's someone else's daughter, not yours!"

Adams grumbled at William, but his pace didn't slow down at all—he hadn't seen that little girl in a long time either.

"Afra!"

Adams called out quietly the moment he opened the faculty lounge door.

But no response came from him, which made Adams, who was ready to show off, feel embarrassed.

"Afra?"

There was still no response, but the sharp-eyed William immediately spotted a small, crouching girl next to the fireplace.

Is it her?

"It's her, it's definitely her."