After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Lupin just woke up from his coma: I must have been asleep, how come I suddenly heard the bad news that I lost my job? !

Fudge had very sharp eyes. He noticed immediately that Lupin's eyes moved.

"Okay, go back to your room and pack up. The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has arrived and you haven't left yet." Fudge thought about it in his mind, making sure he had said everything he needed to say.

He turned Peter Pettigrew, who was mumbling something to himself, into a mouse and put him back into the cage.

He didn't bring anyone else with him to Hogwarts this time, just himself, so he had to take the mouse back by himself.

"Let's go, no need to send it off."

The fire in the fireplace flickered again for a moment, then returned to silence.

……

It happened so fast like a tornado.

A lot of things happened overnight, involving a lot of changes.

The Daily Prophet seemed to have received the news long ago and published the matter of Sirius Black and Peter Pellum clearly in the newspaper that day. Owls delivered these newspapers, which still smelled of fresh ink, to every household and sales point.

Look, here we have something to talk about today.

A more frugal family could talk about this for days.

Zabini sat at the Slytherin table and folded the newspaper in his hand, with a look of amazement on his face: "There was no news at all yesterday, but the case is closed today? Did you two know about this a long time ago? You are too tight-lipped!"

He looked accusingly at Yangmei and Draco.

"You're right, we do know about this, and we helped capture Peter Pettigrew!" Draco deliberately showed off to Zabini, like a little peacock with its tail raised.

There was silence for a moment at the Slytherin table, and Yang Mei raised her head with her mouth stuffed.

"What's the matter?"

"You just said it!" Draco no longer looked like a little peacock with its tail raised, but more like a little chicken that was about to peck someone.

"Well, I clearly meant to praise Xiaolong for being beautiful and elegant." Yang Mei blinked smartly, "And you, there are many things you don't know."

Zabini and the others poked their heads out curiously: "For example?"

For example...

When everyone saw the person standing on the podium during the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The young man on the podium was someone they had never seen in Hogwarts. He had pale skin, a tall and thin figure, black hair and grey eyes. However, his black hair was a little curly and not even shoulder-length, and he tied it up in a small bun at the back of his head with a rubber band. This hairstyle made him look younger.

In terms of temperament, he seemed to be a melancholy young man, as if there was always a dark cloud with light rain above his head.

Is this the new substitute teacher?

Everyone thought so, and some people asked this question.

"You guessed wrong. I am not your substitute teacher." Regulus smiled gently. "In fact, I am the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who replaced Professor Lupin. Your Professor Lupin can no longer stay in Hogwarts to teach due to force majeure."

"Huh?!" The little wizards who were unaware of the situation were all talking about it.

They were in their third year and had come to terms with the fact that the magical course, Defense Against the Dark Arts, had a different professor every year.

The result is unexpected. Now we have to change professors every six months?

The Dark Lord's curse is indeed so terrifying!

What surprised them even more was that even in such a situation, there was still someone who dared to teach this course. Don’t judge a person by his appearance. This new professor must be a ruthless person!

"This is another thing we don't know but you do, right?" Zabini held up a book in front of him and whispered to Draco, who was sitting in the same row with him. "But who is this person? Is there such a person in a pure-blood family?"

"You'll know when you listen to what he says." Draco was annoyed by him and turned his head away from him.

Regulus, standing on the podium, waited patiently for the young wizards below to discuss for a while. After about five minutes, he knocked on the desk with his wand.

"Alright, students, if you continue this discussion the get out of class will be over." Regulus drew everyone's attention to himself.

"My name is Regulus Black. I believe you will learn more about me in your future studies."

You still have to go to class, you can't spend all the time chatting.

Asking these young wizards to open their textbooks, Regulus immediately started his rampant teaching mode.

He is a typical heir who was trained in the elite model of a pure-blood family. His knowledge reserves are far beyond what Quirrell, Lockhart, and Lupin can compare to.

When students first experienced this course full of practical information, their quills flew up and filled up sheets of parchment with notes.

Some young wizards had never expected such a situation to happen. They didn't bring enough parchment and had to borrow from others in a hurry.

Borrowing pens, borrowing paper, borrowing ink...

Regulus on the podium and Yang Mei who was sitting below looked at each other and saw the word "satisfied" in each other's eyes.

That's how it is. Learning is always hard.

If Hogwarts had increased the academic pressure a dozen years ago, Yang Mei didn't believe that anyone would have the time to lead their classmates in front of werewolves?

It’s not that we advocate “prison-style” teaching, but when students enter Hogwarts, they must always be able to distinguish the priorities.

Not only should we make the studious little wizards become more outstanding, but we should also make those little wizards who only know how to play pranks and bully their classmates all day long experience the consequences of their misbehavior.

In addition to teaching students knowledge, schools must also teach them how to be human beings. Otherwise, when they leave school, they will only be villains with empty brains.

In short, learn everything! As long as you don’t die from learning, learn until you die!

Regulus had never been a teacher before, and he didn’t have his own teaching style, so he easily accepted the series of “good ideas” given to him by Yang Mei.

After a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, most of the young wizards looked like they had been drained of their energy by monsters. Their lips turned pale and their eyes were dull. The thought of the huge amount of homework made them feel miserable!

What's going on? When the class just started, they thought the new teacher, Mr. Black, didn't seem like someone who was difficult to talk to?

The little wizards walked silently in groups of three or four, dragging their tired bodies. If you look closely, you can see that their backs are slightly bent.

It was clear that they had felt the weight of knowledge.

Yang Mei stayed in the classroom and did not leave.

"Have you met Sirius and Lupin?"

"Yes." Regulus pointed upstairs, "They were waiting in the office before I arrived."

Yang Mei walked over and circled around Regulus twice: "You two, didn't fight?"

Regulus laughed: "It seems that they really didn't leave a good impression on you."

"In my opinion, Sirius is impulsive, irritable, and disorganized. Fortunately, he is not on our side, otherwise I can't think of anything I can give him to do. After all, he is really unreliable." Yang Mei frowned at first, but then her brows relaxed. "Fortunately, he is not with us, but a loyal subordinate of Dumbledore. I am really relieved. The Order of the Phoenix needs talents like him."

Regulus laughed so hard that his shoulders shook.

"Sirius came to make sure I was still alive. Lupin was a little smarter than him, and he tried to make me agree to Sirius' return to the Black family. You know, my cheap brother has looked down on the Black family who gave birth to him and raised him for so many years. When Lupin said this to me, he didn't even refute it, but he didn't dare to look at me.

It seemed that they had discussed it beforehand, and Lupin convinced Sirius.

To be honest, Lupin is quite capable at this point.”

Yang Mei saw a strange look of admiration on Regulus' face.

"..." Do you admire Lupin for being able to convince that stubborn Sirius?

"Sirius didn't want to be Black, so it's not easy to get him back now!" Regulus' eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, and then turned cold again. "In their eyes, I am probably still the follower who was looking forward to my brother's return home more than ten years ago."

"It's just a small matter. Your body has just recovered. There is no need to worry too much about him." Yang Mei didn't say anything to comfort her. In the adult world, what is often needed is self-healing.

……

Because Regulus refused Sirius to return to the Black family, Sirius had nowhere to go for a while.

In fact, he could just go to Gringotts to withdraw money and buy a house.

But when Sirius and Lupin arrived at the vault of Gringotts, they found that there was money, but only two hands could hold so many gold Galleons.

What can I buy with this little money? A house?

Even if we were to clear out all the gold Galleons, silver Sickles, and copper Knuts here and rent a basement in Knockturn Alley, how would we get food and drink?

In the end, Lupin took Sirius back to his home - a cramped and simple little house.

Although Lupin was so poor that he could barely make ends meet, at least he had a place to live.

As to why they didn't seek Dumbledore's help, it is unknown.

……

In just one week, everyone at Hogwarts, from the headmaster to Filch, was amazed at the changes in the young wizards.

There are fewer people playing pranks and mischief, fewer people staying up late at night to go out for night walks, and more people communicating and studying at the long tables in the corridor.

There is no other way, we have to communicate.

There is only so much knowledge in the textbooks, and the class time is only so long.

But the content of the test has expanded from an ordinary dough to steamed buns, dumplings, stuffed pancakes and pizza!

A small test every three days and a big test every five days. Who has ever seen such a situation?

The young wizards complained bitterly, but there were some stubborn ones who wanted to resist.

Take the Weasley twins, for example.

But just like Voldemort, the biggest villain recognized by the wizarding world, who only knows how to torture people with the Cruciatus Curse, the pranks played by these two most mischievous brothers in Hogwarts are really clumsy.

It would be fine if he could fool Filch and Peeves, but at most he could fool a fool like Lockhart.

If homework is not completed or completed poorly, or if the student fails the tests or quizzes, all of these will result in punishment.

As punishment, you have to copy whichever book is thicker.

The punishment was running laps, ten or twenty laps around the castle.

Finally, there is the ultimate trick - ask the parents.

You must be sweating all over, you idiots.

This series of moves stunned the other professors at Hogwarts, and they all began to imitate it involuntarily.

You see, a civilized and friendly campus environment is built by everyone.

In the academic year exams this academic year, almost all students' scores improved, proving that these changes have been valuable.

Just for this reason, no matter how much these little wizards complain to their parents when they go home, the parents will first scold their children and then send their own little owl to knock on the teacher's window to thank him.

……

On the howling coastline, there were nearly twenty people dressed in black and wearing hoods. Their faces were completely covered by silver masks, and only their eyes could be seen.

Each of these people stood very straight, and it could be seen that they were ready for battle.

"Malfoy, did the lord say when he would arrive?" asked old Crabbe, who was standing next to Lucius, in a low voice.

Lucius waved his wand and cast a spell to reveal time.

"It should be soon, let's wait a little longer."

About ten minutes later, Morsus appeared out of nowhere without any warning.

He looked at the faceless men in front of him: "..." The feeling of being stolen was extremely strong.

"More than ten years have passed, and even I have changed my skin. Why are you still wearing the same outfit?" Morsus said in confusion.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, and finally Lucius spoke on their behalf.

"This... you didn't say whether it can be changed or how it can be changed. It's not right for us to make decisions on our own."

Morsus looked at him with disdain: "So, it's my fault?"

Ah, who dares to say that?

Morsus knew that this person was mostly afraid of him, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with not recognizing him, and he didn't need to get along with this group of people.

"Apparation is prohibited in Azkaban. How are you planning to get through?" Morsus looked left and right, but he didn't think there were any brooms hidden under their cloaks.

Then I saw these people take out something the size of a handkerchief from their pockets, unfold it and throw it into the air. The handkerchief quickly grew larger and finally fell to the knees of everyone.

Morsus understood that it was the magic flying carpet made by Yang Mei.

"You know what! This thing is much more comfortable to use than riding a broom." Old Gore said with a silly smile. He wanted to scratch the back of his head, but as soon as he raised his hand, he realized that he was still wearing a hood, so he could only scratch a handful of cloth, so he put his hand down in disappointment.

"Okay, now that you all have your own transportation, let's go. Take all the Death Eaters in Azkaban back to Slytherin Manor."

He can cross the sea without the help of any tools. In the past, it was because his powerful magic was enough to support him to cast long-distance flying spells, and now it is because the Quetzalcoatl bloodline has given him the talent for flying.