I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 187 Marauder's Map
As a senior scapegoat, Sirius must have been used to it long ago. He would even take the scapegoat for killing the Potters. It must not be a big deal to scratch the fat lady's family.

Dumbledore looked meaningfully at Peeves bouncing in front of him until he left with a smirk.

Professor Dumbledore told all Gryffindor students to go back to the auditorium. Ten minutes later, students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and other houses also came. I can't figure out my mind.

"The professors and myself will conduct a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore said to the students.

At this time, Professor McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium, "For your own safety, I think you may have to spend the night here. I ask the prefects to stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium. Stay in the auditorium and take charge. Report to me immediately if anything happens."

Dumbledore added this to Percy, and Percy looked proud, "Just get a ghost to give me a message."

Of course, Louis declined Dumbledore's request. He knew that Sirius would not come tonight, so he sent Labor Model Christassa to patrol with the professors.

You see, it's not too much for someone from my family to go with you to put on a show, right?
Dumbledore really deserved to be a great magician. With a wave of his hand, the tables and chairs disappeared in an instant, and then hundreds of purple sleeping bags suddenly appeared from the void, as if they were produced out of thin air.

Not as if, exactly.

"Everyone is in a sleeping bag, no one is allowed to talk! Turn off the lights in 10 minutes!" The newly promoted president of the student union, Percy, shouted.

It should be said that this is the first time for all the students at Hogwarts to have such a novel experience. Think about it, all the students are crowded in the auditorium, what a lively and reassuring scene it is.

Even if you watch a horror movie, you won't be afraid when you sleep.

But there aren't too many scary horror movies these days. The real horror will wait for a while, after a person of tonnage like Crabbe falls asleep, then it will be...

It depends on whether the students around can provide the silence spell.

Louis was the first person to realize this problem. When he was in college, his lower bunk was a big brother with long chest hair. This big brother not only had thick body hair, but also snored very loudly. Resonant band chord feel.

Every time he went to sleep at night, Louis felt that someone had placed a subwoofer speaker under him, and even wearing earplugs would inevitably cause the torture of sonic attacks.

It hurts so much, family.

The students were very excited. It was the first time they had such an experience. Everyone was whispering to each other, especially the Gryffindor students, who wrapped themselves up like silkworm babies, only showing a small head, chattering. He quietly whispered to his friends around him, completely unafraid of Percy's intimidation.

After all, the teachers are gone, and Percy, the president of the student union, has no deterrent effect.

"Hey, tell me, is Black still in the castle?" Hermione asked anxiously in a whisper.

"Obviously, Dumbledore thinks so." Ron whispered, "Didn't you see that Professor Dumbledore took all the professors out to patrol?"

Louis was walking around, but when he heard Ron's words, he knelt down and interrupted their speech: "Ron, do you know what it means for Dumbledore to send the professor to patrol?"

When the three little ones heard Louis' voice, they quickly arched a very interesting baby maggot arc, and looked up at Louis.

Ron hesitated for a while, then asked uncertainly, "In order to protect the students?"

"It's to make people believe that the students are protected!" Louis looked at Ron with burning eyes.

"Huh? Sirius Black?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

In the end, Louis refuted her point of view mercilessly: "It's not Black, it's to make the students think they are protected! Sirius knows there is no such thing!"

When the three little ones heard about this theory for the first time, they looked at each other in dismay, and then looked at Louis with unbelievable eyes.

But I saw Louis continued: "In order for our naive and simple classmates to shuttle freely between the tower, the auditorium and the classroom, the principal's purpose is to make them feel safe."

"But..." Hermione arched back and forth, struggling for a long time without thinking about how to ask the next sentence.

Louis patted her fluffy head and left the auditorium with a smile.

"Lights off now! I want everyone to get into sleeping bags immediately and stop talking!" Percy's voice sounded at the right moment, and it was hard not to think that he ordered the lights to be turned off just in time for Louis to leave.

In fact it is.

All the candles were extinguished, and now the only light came from the silver ghosts floating in mid-air. They wandered around and talked seriously with the prefects. The enchanted ceiling was like the night sky outside, but it was deeper than the night sky. In addition to the starry sky, you can also see countless galaxies rotating regularly, quiet and magnificent.

The students may be really neurotic, but no one thinks that Black is coming for them. Everyone thinks that Black is only trying to kill the culprit, and they are even discussing how Black sneaked into Hogwarts. Hufflepuff Strange Hannah said that Black could take the form of a flowering bush, and spent a lot of her Potions class telling it to anyone who would listen.

Professor Snape didn't stop her, but stood there dignifiedly with his books in his ears. Just after this class, the students were surprised to find that all the flowering bushes around the castle seemed to have bloomed overnight. dead.

Harry has been very close to Lupine lately, walking into his office as if he was learning some new spell.

He wanted to go to Hogsmeade in the second week, but he was ruthlessly rejected by Professor McGonagall again. When he was listless, the Weasley twins suddenly appeared, wrapped Harry's arms from left to right, and sent him to Hogsmeade. Pull aside.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Harry was in a bad mood, and even his tone was not very good.

But the twins didn't care, with warm smiles on their faces, they said in unison: "Come on, Harry, come and play with the big brothers."

It wasn't until he was dragged to a corner that Fred looked around mysteriously, and pulled out a large, square piece of old parchment from inside the cloak.

"Big brothers see that you are in a bad mood, so I will give you an early Christmas. This year's Christmas gift is it." George said with a smile.

"What's this shit?" Harry asked, frowning.

"He calls it a piece of shit," George said to Fred, cocking his chin.

"We seem to be underestimated," Fred continued.

Under Harry's puzzled gaze, George explained, "Well, back in our first year, when we were young, carefree, and naive—"

Harry snorted, he doubted the accuracy of George's words very much, the two of them didn't seem to be naive, remember Ron once said that he was so afraid of spiders because the twins once took a marsupial spider when they were very young threw it on his bed.

The shadow of childhood belongs to it, and it is no wonder why Ron is so afraid of spiders. It is true that the two brothers are not human.

"Well, well, at least it's more naive than it is now." Fred saw the disbelief in Harry's eyes, and said with a smile: "There was a little conflict between us and Filch, and we put a Big dung bomb, hey, guess what?"

George said right away, "For some reason that dung bomb went off right under his ass, hey, so he took us into the office and started with the usual—"

"—in detention, you know, Filch is very bad, he always likes to pull out people's intestines and cook them on coals, and we couldn't help but see his filing cabinet while he was digging things out of the drawer drawer--"

"It says materials confiscated, highly dangerous."

When Harry heard this, he was amused by the duo singing and the lifelike double reed. He asked with a smile, "Then what do you do?"

Fred said, "Oh, George threw a big dung bomb, caught his eye, and then I quickly opened the drawer and grabbed this thing, and it's been ours since then."

"This little thing has taught us more than all the teachers in the school put together." George said with a smile.

"Just lie to me and make me happy, right?" Harry gave an expression of disbelief, but he already believed [-]% of it. After all, the Weasley twins are indeed self-taught when it comes to pranks. Little things taught them, right?

Good guy, since he got acquainted with Louis, Harry's foxiness has increased exponentially.

"We lied to you? Haha..." As if hearing the funniest joke, George stretched out his wand and tapped on the parchment: "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong!"

Something miraculous happened. Immediately from where the wand had touched, thin lines of ink began to appear like spider webs. Words began to appear on the top, in obvious bold font.

"Gentlemen of Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs proudly present the Marauder's Map."

Every detail of Hogwarts Castle is exhaustively drawn on this map, and what really stands out are the tiny ink dots that move along the map, each marking a name in tiny letters.

Harry was very surprised. He leaned over to take a closer look. A small ink dot in the upper left corner showed that Dumbledore was pacing in the study, and the ink dot marked Professor McGonagall was moving rapidly on the fifth floor, and an office on the third floor Inside, the ink dots marking Louis and Catherine all overlap.

"Eh? Why did Louis and his ink dots overlap?" Harry asked foolishly, pointing at Louis.

Fred and George looked at each other and burst out laughing.

After laughing for a while, Fred patted Harry on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You children, don't ask questions about adults."

"That's right, it's not good for you to know too much." George said with a chuckle: "Be careful that Louis gives you small shoes to wear."

In order to divert the topic, Fred pointed to several passages on the map and said: "See, these passages lead to Hogsmeade village, um, there are seven in total, and Filch knows about them. four, so I don't suggest you go."

"This way, I hope you can take this way, it leads all the way to the cellar of the Honeydukes in Hogsmeade Village." George said with a smile: "We have walked many times, and we have never overturned. Except for us, no one Others know the secret passage—”

"Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs..." George sighed, "Alas, what a noble sentiment, we owe them so much."

"Noble person, in order to help the new generation destroy... trample... No, the person who discovered the loopholes in the laws and regulations will be immortal." Fred changed several words before he felt less awkward, and then he said briskly: "That's right , remember to wipe it off when you're done, point your wand at him, and say it like I did—the prank is over!"

Under Harry's amazed gaze, the map quickly disappeared from the parchment, and it became an ordinary old parchment again.

"Use him well, my little Harry." George said with a holy face, as if he was inheriting some great spirit.

It is true that the indomitable spirit of the mischievous senbei will soon be passed on to Harry. It is indeed a bit sacred to say so.

Harry, holding the map, was not in a hurry to go to Hogsmeade village, but planned to walk around the castle to see if there was Sirius Black.

This kid didn't take what Mr. Weasley said to heart at all, maybe he took it to heart, but he said it the other way around, just trying to contradict others.

Anyway, with the map in one hand, he walked towards Louis' office on the third floor.

"Louis, Louis!" Harry knocked on the door, calling out Louis' name.

After a while, the door of the office opened, and it was Catherine.

"Ah... Catherine, where's Louis?" Harry asked, looking around the room.

"He's eating." Catherine walked back slowly, and Harry quickly followed in, seeing Louis who was eating noodles.

The pasta, very authentic, made Harry hungry.

"Some?" Louis pointed to the plate in front of him.

Harry slapped the Marauder's Map on the table, and said carelessly, "I happen to be hungry too...do you have pizza?"

The responsive Aslow responded quickly, delivering a delicious and hot pizza to Harry almost instantly.

"What is this?" Louis looked at the old parchment on the table in front of him with interest, and asked knowingly.

Harry picked up a piece of pizza, touched his glasses with his wrist, and explained with a smile: "Tell me this, this is what Fred and George gave me just now, what is the Marauder's Map, I will give it to you when I finish eating later." You introduce..."

(End of this chapter)