I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 188 Night Tour
Of course Louis knew what this map was, and in fact he'd considered getting it in first grade so he wouldn't get lost in the Room of Requirement—until he came across his own living map, Catherine.

Of course, Louis prefers Catherine to the map of dead bodies, at least Catherine can be used not only as a map.

So when Harry showed off his new artifact, the Marauder's Map, as if offering a treasure, Louis saw through Harry's show off with just one sentence.

"Is it possible that you recognize Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs up there?"

Harry was choked for a moment, he looked at Louis in disbelief, then quickly smiled and shook his head in denial: "How is it possible, according to what George and Fred said, these four people should have been in Hogg a long time ago The people who Watts went to school, how could I have an intersection with them? Besides, the code names of these four people don't look like good people at first glance..."

Take a filial son, really filial piety.

"Is it possible that one of them is your father." Louis suppressed a smile, mercilessly revealing the spoiler, trampling on Harry's mental defenses like Maginot.

"My father?" Harry's voice raised an octave, and he complained, he just scolded these people for their indecent code names... He flipped through the map, then looked at Louis, and then looked down at the map, Obviously can't accept this reality.

It was... quite sudden.

"You should know that Ni's father had several good friends when he was in school, among them was our substitute teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Lupine, and the prison escapee, Sirius Black who was chasing after you; Oh, and at the end there is that unlucky guy who was killed by Black, the one named Peter Pettigrew..." Louis crossed his legs, and Christasa, who was beside him with sharp eyes, immediately came over and knelt beside him, gently giving He taps his leg.

"But..." Harry opened his mouth like a toad, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.Now his brain has been boiled, and he is in a state of pig brain overload. How come he came here to show off his map skills with his good friends, and he was able to pull out so many secrets?

It took a long time before he ended the storm in his head, took a sip of the black tea that Aslow quietly brought him, and tried to calm his restless heart.

"It's not scientific..." he finally said.

Louis shook his finger and said with a smile, "Harry, first of all, we are in the wizarding world. The magic world doesn't talk about science. You should say it's not magic. Maybe you should add Merlin's socks to the prefix."

"..." Harry didn't know what to say.

He raised his head to drain the black tea in the cup, hiccupped, and asked, "Then... who are these four people? I mean, their code names, Padfoot Moon Face or something..."

"First of all, the moon face is Professor Lupine - don't look at me with that kind of eyes, you recall Professor Lupin's face, that scar, is it like the moon?" Of course Louis would not say that he is a werewolf or something In the words of the prophet, he just vaguely made up a reason: "Here, Padfoot basically means that Sirius Black didn't run away. After all, Padfoot can't escape from Azkaban, right?"

"That's true." Harry smiled, but felt that it was inappropriate, and forced the smile back.

"Wormtail should be Peter. I once heard Professor McGonagall say that the poor guy is short in stature, so... Wormtail should be him. As for the prongs, by the method of elimination, 80.00% should be your father. ’ Louis tapped his fingers on the table, giving Harry a spoiler.

Harry had a dazed expression, regardless of whether he understood or not, anyway, he thought he should understand.

"This map is amazing, even people who don't belong to this school will be displayed on the map." Louis said meaningfully.

Harry froze for a moment, and then said ecstatically, "That is to say, even if Sirius Black appears on the map, I can still find him through the map?"

Good guy, as long as he listens to what Mr. Weasley said, it's not like he didn't listen to it at all.

"My suggestion is, Harry." Louis shook his head: "I have nothing against you looking for him, but I suggest you shake him first before hitting him."

"I know, Louis, I will definitely call you." Harry nodded and said firmly.

He turned his head to look at the map, and saw "Cornel Fudge" in the principal's office except for Dumbledore.

"Really." He said to himself, a flame ignited in his heart.

He wanted to catch Sirius Black with his own hands and avenge his parents.

The fighting spirit on Harry's face lasted until Ron and the others returned from Hogsmeade. Seeing Harry's expression, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Maybe the kid has hyperthyroidism.

"Harry, Harry?" In the end, Ron was worried and called Harry's name softly.

Harry shivered, recovering from the joyful fantasy of catching Sirius, and asked belatedly, "What's wrong, Ron?"

"What are you thinking? Why do you have that expression on your face?" Ron asked a little scared, Harry's expression just now was a bit indescribable... wretched.

Harry snorted, and said quickly, "It's nothing, nothing, I just remembered some happy things..."

"You're not in love, are you?" Hermione asked hesitantly, and Harry's expression was reminiscent of a boy who fell in love.

This is even more ridiculous, Harry would rather be found out by the two of them that he was planning to catch Sirius Black than to admit that he was a teenager who fell in love. He jumped up like an electric shock and kept denying, but the more he denied, The look of suspicion on Hermione's face grew heavier.

How do you say that, the more reactive you are, the more guilty you will be.

Still sleeping in the auditorium that night, Harry, who was idle and bored, opened the Marauder's Map lying in his sleeping bag. He didn't turn off the lights anyway, and he wasn't worried that others would take the map away.

Ron didn't pay attention to Harry's actions. He and Hermione are falling in love now. Where can he be free to control his good brother?
Anyway, it's obviously a movie of three people, Harry is somewhat unworthy of having a name now, but this is what he is happy to see, after all, no one wants to be disturbed at this time.

Soon, he found something unusual on the fifth floor of the map, which was a strange name.

Looking carefully, he was shocked, the name on it turned out to be the dead Peter Pettigrew!

Harry remembered what Louis once said, Peter Pettigrew was one of his father's best friends in school, Harry quickly and quietly put the map in his arms, at an angle that Ron and Ron didn't notice, Slipped out of the auditorium on the pretext of going to the bathroom.

The little Peter on the map seemed to be walking towards him too, moving very fast, from the fifth floor to the second floor of the third floor, Harry followed him, and finally came to a corner, where the little Peter was still there Still moving, Harry turned around, but saw nothing.

He checked again and again, but saw Peter Pettigrew slipping away from him like a smoke. He rubbed his eyes and checked again, but saw nothing.

But he soon realized something was wrong, in the direction Peter came from, a black dot called Severus Snape was walking towards him.

Harry hastily folded the Marauder's Map, stuffed it into the middle pocket of his clothes, and quickly extinguished the light from the wand in his hand.

A few seconds after the corridor went dark, the light reappeared, and at the same time, Snape's expressionless face appeared in front of Harry.

"I have nothing to do wandering in the corridors at night, let me guess, I'm suffering from nocturnal sickness again, Mr. Potter." Snape's voice was as eccentric as ever, and greasy and dragging.

Harry knew that Snape didn't like him, and he didn't intend to be nice to the professor, so he said confidently, "I'm sleepwalking."

Snape's face pulled down, as if he saw some peerless rubbish, he showed an extremely disgusted expression: "Why are you so like your father, Pott, he is also like you, so With no one in sight, wandering around the castle arrogantly..."

"My father is not arrogant! Neither am I!" Harry couldn't let Snape "slander" his father so much. Wand down, I'm going back to sleep."

Snape was quickly attracted by Harry's pocket, where the map was tucked away, turning the whole pocket at an angle so that no one would see it.Snape looked at it for a while, then tapped the pocket on Harry's stomach with his glowing wand: "What's in your pocket?"

"Nothing, Professor." Harry tried to struggle.

Snape obviously didn't buy it, he made a half-smile and stared at him for a while: "Take that thing out of your pocket."

Reluctantly, Harry took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket and handed it to Snape. Snape checked it up and down, but found nothing wrong, so he asked, "What is this?"

"A very ordinary piece of parchment, Professor." Harry was proficient in lying, his face was neither red nor pale, and his expression was calm.

"Really?" Snape pulled out a half-smile: "Since it's useless, why don't we throw him into the fireplace? How about it, Mr. Pott?"

"Don't!" After all, the young man couldn't hide what was on his mind, Harry couldn't hold back, and cried out all of a sudden.

"I think there should be some secret hidden here? Let me check it out." Snape gave Harry a meaningful look, handed the Marauder's Map to Harry, and signaled him to open it.

Harry did so, and Snape tapped his wand on the parchment.

"Reveal Your Secret!" Snape whispered.

Under his magic, thin lines of ink like spider webs immediately began to appear from the place where the wand had just touched. Handwriting began to appear on the top of the , in obvious bold font.

"Come and read it." Snape said with a grim expression.

Harry lowered his head, and began to read the map in his hand under the light given by Snape: "Gentlemen: Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, greet Professor Snape, and at the same time..."

He couldn't read it any longer, it wasn't a good word, and he felt that if he read it, Snape would give him a day of slugs.

"Read on." Snape obviously didn't know what was going on, and was still forcing Harry to continue reading.

Seeing that there was no way for Harry to read it, anyway, you asked me to read it. His heart sank, and he continued to read: "At the same time, I beg him not to extend his big nose to meddle in other people's business."

Snape was furious, and he scolded with a distorted face: "Well, you brazen little..."

"professor?"

A warm voice sounded from behind him, and Snape turned sharply to find it was Lupine.

"Yo, Lupine, come out for a walk in the moonlight, eh?" he said wryly.

Knowing that the other party was a werewolf, Snape couldn't beat the prophet. Snape was driving himself crazy, and he could only vent in this way.

Lupine didn't answer him, but asked Harry with a gentle smile, "Harry, are you all right?"

Harry nodded, and Snape said quickly, "It depends on the situation..." He snatched the Marauder's Map from Harry's hand and handed it to Lupine, "I just confiscated it from Pott. A rather strange little contraption, take a look, Lupin, it's probably your specialty, and it's obviously full of dark magic."

Seeing the familiar map, Lupine couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, but forcibly suppressed it, and said with a smile: "I don't think it may be, Severus, it seems that this is just a special piece of parchment, obviously It humiliates whoever reads its content, perhaps something from Jokowi's joke shop."

As he said that, he raised his hand to avoid Professor Snape's movement of trying to take it away, and stacked it neatly and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.

"But I should really check to see if it has any hidden magical properties. As you said, this is my specialty."

Having said that, he looked at Harry: "Harry, please follow me, okay?"

Harry walked over as promised, and he turned to Snape again, smiling goodbye, "Good night, Professor."

……

Inside Lupine's office.

"I don't understand how this map fell into your hands, and I'm frankly shocked that you didn't turn it in!" Lupine's voice was extremely serious, and he slapped the map on the table, angrily He reprimanded indisputably: "Have you ever thought about it! If this map falls into the hands of Sirius Black, he will be able to find you through the map!"

Harry froze, which he hadn't expected.Fortunately, Harry was a child who was more able to listen to his own people, so he just kept silent.

"Your father doesn't like to follow the rules, but he and your mother sacrificed their lives to save you. You don't respect their sacrifices. You know that there is a murderer at large, but you wander around the castle without warning. You are Is that how you repay them?"

"Now I won't cover you anymore, Harry." Lupine pointed to Harry's chest with the map, as if extremely angry and disappointed.

(End of this chapter)