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Chapter 897: Marauder's Map and Heir

Hogwarts, death anniversary party.

"Living people! So many!"

Sir Patrick, the captain of the Headless Horsemen, caught sight of Elena standing next to Nick.

Then he looked around the hall, pretending to be surprised and jumping up in the air, only to have his head fall off again, causing a burst of laughter in the hall, and now everyone's eyes were turned towards him.

On the other side, the two professors who had just arrived at the entrance of the hall also exchanged glances.

Siren choir, ghost party, headless horseman performance...

These are much more exciting than the Skeleton Dance Company. No wonder Gryffindor students choose this place.

And among the roars of laughter, the only one with a less than pleasant expression was the host of this death anniversary banquet.

"Very interesting." Nearly headless Nick said with a straight face.

"Oh, guys, leave Nick alone!"

cried Sir Patrick's head from the floor, looking particularly comical.

"He's still upset that we didn't let him join the hunter team! But I want to say, look at this guy -"

"I think, sir, I think..."

Elena glanced at Nick, who was almost headless, and said in a panic, a little abruptly,

"Sir Nicholas is very—scary, he's the most powerful ghost I've ever seen, and—"

"Haha! Boy!" Sir Patrick's head laughed, "I guess he taught you how to say it! The scariest and most impressive ghost? Ha--Nick, you have to think of a way to take your head off first.

Just come down."

Along with Sir Patrick and Elena's questions and answers, there was another burst of good-natured laughter in the auditorium.

Nick looked around nervously, with veins popping out on his forehead, arguing vaguely.

"A total of forty-four blows... Guillotine!... Just a little bit of skin is still attached, does it count as not losing the head?" followed by inaudible mutterings about "stupid and lazy executioner" and "

There is no point in picking out the words." The people around the banquet couldn't help laughing again, and the hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Ahem—please pay attention, I'm going to talk now!"

Nick, who was almost headless, stopped defending angrily. While speaking loudly, he strode towards the podium. He came under a cold blue spotlight, which was a top-notch lighting effect specially rendered for him by Elena.

"My late Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with great sadness that I..."

Unfortunately, no one could hear what he said next.

Sir Patrick and the other members of the Headless Hunters played a game of overhead hockey, and everyone turned to watch.

The almost headless Nick tried in vain to regain the audience, but Sir Patrick's head flew past him amidst the cheers, so he had to give up and continue to read his speech on the podium glumly.

At this time, Sirius and Lupine had already arrived among the students and began to enjoy... supervising the dinner process.

However, within a quarter of an hour, they realized the limitations of their status as professors.

"Sirius, don't just watch the joke. You should think of a solution."

Lupine muttered dissatisfiedly, and he slapped his body around in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The banquet area of ​​the death anniversary party has now become Peeves' private territory. As soon as they approach, Peeves will take out a bowl full of mold.

Throw them peanuts.

This is a special treatment that only he and Sirius can enjoy.

"Oh, you could actually consider going back to the auditorium to get some food, if you're hungry-"

Sirius crossed his arms and joked happily.

Over the past few days, he has discovered an extremely helpless pattern. When he and Lupine meet Peeves, the little guy will give priority to chasing the "castle manager" to vent his anger, and Lupine will not hesitate every time.

sell him.

"It's not a question of whether you're hungry or not. You know that, Sirius."

Lupine rolled his eyes at Sirius in annoyance, raised his thumb and gestured towards the dining area behind him.

"Those are ghost dishes that even ghosts can taste. It's okay if I didn't know about them before, but now so many people are discussing and praising them, but we can't even eat a bite - I can't help it on this Halloween night.

Go to sleep."

"But you are a professor now, Professor Luping, and you have to learn to change your thinking."

"Unfortunately, this has no effect in front of that little guy -" Lupine finally cleaned up the food crumbs on his body and looked at Sirius warily, "Don't try to fool me this time, I'm following your advice.

I’ve tried it several times.”

"No, I mean...oh, thank you, Weasley."

Sirius shrugged, suddenly turned his head, smiled and took the two plates filled with dishes from Percy, and asked casually, "By the way, how many people in your family are studying at Hogwarts now?"

?”

"Seven, Professor. Counting Charlie and the others." Percy replied quickly with some excitement.

"Correct answer, five points for Gryffindor House - kid, this is just this once tonight, don't tell anyone else - otherwise Professor Snape will come to trouble me. In addition, I may have to trouble you to run more

trip……"

"It will be my pleasure to help you, Professor Black."

The faint blue candlelight fell on the prefect badge on Percy's chest, looking particularly mysterious.

Amid Lupine's disbelieving expression, Percy pushed up his glasses and ran quickly towards the dining area.

"This, this... is not, I said, Black, you..."

Lupine glanced at the sumptuous "strange food" on the table, and opened his mouth several times with a strange expression but was unable to speak.

"You might as well just clearly mark the price and how many points you get in exchange for how much time you need to serve the food—"

"That's not possible. The reason for the extra points will be recorded on the bulletin board outside the Great Hall of Hogwarts."

Sirius Black picked among the dishes with a knife and fork, forked a piece of fried golden sausage and stuffed it into his mouth, and explained vaguely to Lupine, "You have to ask questions, so that it becomes

[Answer the question correctly].”

"Wait a minute, you are the Castle Keeper of Hogwarts!"

Lupine held his forehead in silence, and asked why Gryffindor's points had increased so quickly recently.

As the Castle Keeper and official professor of Hogwarts, Sirius Black has the right to add and deduct points anywhere, not just in the classroom. Judging from Percy Weasley's reaction just now, this kind of deal is no longer the case.

First time.

"That's right, so I didn't violate the school rules."

Sirius grinned, looked at Lupin triumphantly, and said mischievously.

"You really don't want to think about it? Remus, or do you plan to continue fighting Peeves?"

"...Do you think I'm stupid?" Lupine said angrily, sitting down and picking up the knife and fork.

"By the way, Sirius. Speaking of which, a secret happened to me some time ago..."

Professor Lupine shook his head, and while watching the overhead hockey performance of the Headless Knights not far away, he whispered mysteriously, "Those two twins from the Weasley family, they have never been beaten by Phil before on their night tours."

Strangely caught."

"So what? Isn't this normal? After all, that gentleman is...well."

Sirius snorted disapprovingly, his eyes also staying on the Headless Knights not far away.

As the most powerful foursome in Hogwarts, he didn't think there was anything strange about this. When he, James, and Lupin were in school, this castle had almost no secrets in front of them.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be a problem at first glance, but -"

Lupine blinked slyly and glanced at the two boys who were joking with a ghost in the corner.

"One time when I met them at the corner, I saw the two children staring at an old blank parchment in a daze, and a few seconds ago, I vaguely heard the sentence 'The prank is over' - you know,

My ears have always been very sensitive."

"Oh. Blank parchment, Moon Face."

Sirius paused with the fork in his hand, his eyes a little dazed, as if he remembered something happy.

Of course he knew what Lupine was talking about, the masterpiece of their youth - the Marauder's Map.

It was a magical prop jointly invented by Remus Lupine, Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, and the other four, specifically for pranks and night walks - because they often transformed into animals after bedtime.

Exploring around, they learned a lot about the underground passages of Hogwarts, and they made the Marauder's Map of the secret passages they discovered.

At first glance, the map is just a blank piece of parchment.

But when the user says "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good", the ink line will begin to extend, revealing a map of Hogwarts, including what they know

Secret passage.

The most important thing is that the Marauder's Map will also display the location of everyone in Hogwarts in real time, as well as some methods to open secret passages and special spells. After using it, just say "Mischief managed" (Mischief managed)

), you can restore the map to a blank state to prevent other people who know the map password from using it.

Their names are written on the map, but they use nicknames that are only known to each other:

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs.

But more than ten years later, Wormtail betrayed them and became a prisoner, while Prongs died.

Once the "confused four" at Hogwarts, now only Lupine and Sirius are left to comfort each other.

"It seems that they passed the entry test we left behind."

Sirius glanced thoughtfully at the Weasley twins who were still playing around and said softly.

"So that's it. I was wondering why those two little guys are so proud, arrogant, and lawless. So they found an interesting toy... Maybe I can play with them in school later."

"Be careful, you are now the castle administrator and professor of transfiguration."

Lu Ping smiled and shook his head, and said with some expectation.

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall must not know that you have misled another prefect - tell me in advance, I don't know anything, just tell me the final result. I have another problem here.

The little guy has to watch."

"Troublesome little guy? That child? Professor Dumbledore's request?"

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