I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

As a senior scapegoat, Sirius must have been used to it for a long time. He was even willing to take the blame for harming the Potters, so it must not be a big deal to offend the Fat Lady's family.

Dumbledore looked meaningfully at Peeves jumping in front of him until he left with a sneer.

Professor Dumbledore asked all the Gryffindor students to return to the auditorium. Ten minutes later, students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and other houses also came. Can't figure it out.

"The professors and I will conduct a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore told 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. Presidents of the Boys and Girls Student Unions Stay in the auditorium and be responsible for management. If anything happens, report it to me immediately."

Dumbledore added this to Percy, who looked proud of an important person, "Just find a ghost to bring me a message."

Of course, Louis declined Dumbledore's request. He knew that Sirius would not come tonight, so he sent model worker Christasa to follow the professors on patrol.

You see, it’s not too much to have a member of my family go show off with you, right?

Dumbledore was indeed 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 emerged from the void, as if they were created out of thin air.

Not like, exactly.

"Everyone get into sleeping bags, and no one is allowed to talk! Lights out in ten minutes!" Percy, the newly promoted student union president, shouted loudly.

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 scared while sleeping.

However, there aren’t many scary horror movies these days. The real horror will have to wait until a person of Crabbe’s size falls asleep, then...

It just depends on whether the surrounding students can provide a silencing spell.

Louis was the first person to realize this problem. He thought that when he was in college, his lower bunk room was an older brother with long chest hair. This older brother not only had thick body hair, but also snored very loudly, quite like that. The feel of resonance bands and chords.

Every time he went to bed at night, Louis felt like someone had placed a subwoofer speaker under him. Even with earplugs, he was a bit unavoidable from the sonic attack.

It's so painful, families.

The students were very excited. It was their first time to have such an experience. Everyone was whispering to each other, especially the Gryffindor students. They all wrapped themselves up like silkworm babies, with only their little heads exposed, chattering. He was talking quietly to his friends around him, not afraid of Percy's intimidation from the side.

After all, the teachers were gone, and Percy, the student council president, was not much of a deterrent.

"Hey, do you think Black is still in the castle?" Hermione whispered anxiously.

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

Louis was walking around, and when he heard Ron's words, he squatted down and interrupted their speech: "Ron, do you know what Dumbledore means by sending professors on patrol?"

The third child heard Lewis's voice, and quickly raised his head in an interesting maggot-baby arc, looking up at Lewis.

Ron hesitated for a while and asked uncertainly: "To protect the classmates?"

"It's to make people believe that the classmates 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 who makes the students think they are protected! Sirius knows there is no such thing!"

It was the first time for the three little animals to hear this theory. They all looked at each other in disbelief, and then looked at Louis with disbelief.

But he saw Louis continue: "In order for our innocent and simple classmates to shuttle carefree between the tower, the auditorium and the classroom, the principal's purpose is to make them feel safe."

"But..." Hermione looked back and forth, struggling for a long time without thinking about how to ask her next question.

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

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

In fact, this is indeed the case.

All the candles were extinguished, and the only light now came from the silver ghosts floating in the air. They were walking around and talking seriously to the prefects. The enchanted ceiling was like the night sky outside, but deeper than the night sky. There are so many, in addition to the starry sky, you can also see countless galaxies rotating regularly, quiet and magnificent.

The classmates may be really neurotic, but no one thinks that Black is coming for them. Everyone thinks that Black only kills the culprits, and they are even heatedly discussing how Black sneaked into Hogwarts. Hufflepah Strange Hannah said that Black could transform into a flowering bush, and she spent a lot of time telling anyone in Potions class who would listen.

Professor Snape did not stop her, but stood there demurely with his ears open and a book in hand. Just after this class, the students were surprised to find that all the flowering bushes around the castle seemed to have bloomed overnight. Withered and dead.

Harry had been very close to Lupine recently. He would go to his office whenever he had something to do, and he seemed to be learning some novel spells.

In the second week, he wanted to go to Hogsmeade but was ruthlessly rejected by Professor McGonagall again. Just when he was listless, the Weasley twins suddenly appeared, wrapped their arms around Harry's arms, and pushed him towards him. Pull aside.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Harry's mood was not very good, and even his tone was not 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 into a corner that Fred looked around mysteriously and pulled out a large, square piece of shabby parchment from inside his cloak.

"Big brothers saw that you were in a bad mood, so they gave you an early Christmas. This is your Christmas gift this year." George said with a smile.

"What is this crap thing?" Harry asked with a frown.

"He calls this crappy stuff." George raised his chin and said to Fred.

"We seem to be underestimated," Fred said immediately.

Under Harry's puzzled gaze, George explained: "Well, when we were in first grade, that time when we were young, carefree, and innocent—"

Harry snorted. He was very doubtful about the accuracy of George's words. The two of them seemed to be innocent. I remember Ron once said that he was so afraid of spiders because when he was very young, the twins once killed a bag spider. Throw it on his bed.

It's true that his childhood was shadowed, and it's no wonder why Ron is so afraid of spiders. It's true that his two brothers are not human beings.

"Okay, okay, at least he is more innocent than he is now." Fred saw the disbelief in Harry's eyes and said with a smile: "We had a little conflict with Filch, and we placed a Dung bombs, hey, guess what?”

George immediately said: "For some reason, the dung bomb exploded under his butt, hehe, so he pulled us into the office and started with the usual-"

"——Confinement, you know, Filch is very bad. He always likes to take out people's intestines and roast them on the charcoal fire. When he was taking things out of the drawer, we couldn't help but see his filing cabinet. drawer--"

"It says confiscated supplies, highly dangerous."

When Harry heard this, he was amused by the two people's lively double act. He asked with a smile: "Then what do you do?"

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

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

"Just lie to me and make me happy, right?" Harry looked like I didn't believe it. In fact, he already believed 70% of it. After all, the Weasley twins are really self-taught when it comes to pranks. This can't be it. Did the little thing teach them?

Good guy, since meeting Louis, Harry's level of fox has increased exponentially.

"We lied to you? Haha..." George seemed to have heard the funniest joke. He stretched out his wand and touched the parchment: "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing good!"

Something magical happened. Thin ink lines like a spider web immediately began to appear from the place where the wand had just touched. These lines circled each other, crossed each other, extended to every corner of the parchment, and then at the edge of the parchment. Writing began to appear at the top, clearly in bold font.

"Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs proudly present the Marauder's Map."

The map meticulously depicts every detail of Hogwarts Castle, and what's truly noteworthy are the tiny dots of ink that move along the map, each labeled with a name in tiny letters.

Harry was greatly surprised. He leaned over and took a closer look. A small ink dot in the upper left corner showed that Dumbledore was pacing in the study. The ink dot labeled Professor McGonagall was moving rapidly on the fifth floor. There was an office on the third floor. Inside, the ink dots labeled Louis and Catherine overlapped.

"Eh? Why do Louis and his ink spots overlap?" Harry asked stupidly, pointing at Louis.

Fred and George looked at each other and burst into laughter.

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

"It's just that knowing too much is not good for you." George chuckled: "Be careful of Louis giving you little shoes to wear."

In order to change the topic, Fred pointed to several passages on the map and said: "Did you see, these passages are leading to Hogsmeade Village? Well, there are seven in total, and Filch knows about them. There are four, so I don’t suggest you leave.”

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

"Moon Face, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs..." George sighed: "Alas, what a noble sentiment, we owe them a lot of favors."

"Noble people, in order to help the new generation destroy... trample... No, those who find loopholes in the regulations will be immortal." Fred changed several words to feel less awkward, and then he said briskly: "By the way , remember to wipe it off after use, point the wand at him, and like I said - prank over!"

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

"Make good use of him, my little baby Harry." George said with a sacred look, as if he was passing on some great spirit.

Indeed, the indomitable spirit of the Mischievous Senbei was about to be passed on to Harry. It was indeed a bit sacred to say so.

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

This kid didn't take what Mr. Weasley said to heart at all. Maybe he took it to heart, but on the contrary, he just wanted to contradict others.

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

"Louis, Louis!" Harry knocked on the door and shouted Louis' name loudly.

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

"Ah...Catherine, where is Louis?" Harry asked, looking into the room.

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

The pasta was very authentic and made Harry hungry.

"Want 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... is there any pizza?"

Aslo responded quickly and served Harry a fragrant and hot pizza almost instantly.

"What is this?" Lewis looked at the worn 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: "You said this, this is what Fred and George gave me just now. It is the Marauder's Map. I will give it to you when I finish eating. You introduce..."