I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 187 The Marauder’s Map
As a veteran scapegoat, Sirius must have been used to it. He was willing to take the blame for harming the Potters, so it must not be a big deal for him to harm the Fat Lady's family.

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

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 myself will be conducting a thorough search of the castle," Professor Dumbledore told the students.

At this time, Professor McGonagall and Flitwick closed all the doors of the Great Hall. "For your own safety, I think you may have to stay here overnight. I have asked the prefects to stand guard at the entrance of the Great Hall, and the head boy and girl students will stay in the Great Hall to take charge of the management. Report anything that happens to me immediately."

Dumbledore added to Percy, who looked proud of being an important person, "Just ask a ghost to tell me the message."

Of course, Louis declined Dumbledore's request. He knew that Sirius would not come tonight, so he sent the hard-working Christasza to patrol with the professors.

Look, it’s not too much for someone from my family to go with you just to pretend, right?
Dumbledore is truly a great wizard. 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 came out of thin air.

It's not like that, it's exactly like that.

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

It should be said that it was the first time for all the students at Hogwarts to have such a novel experience. Just imagine, all the students were crowded in the auditorium. It was such a lively and reassuring scene.

Even if you watch a horror movie, you won’t be afraid when you go to sleep.

But there aren't any particularly scary horror movies these days. The real horror will come later, when a man of Crabbe's weight falls asleep. That's when...

It depends on whether the students around you can provide the silent spell.

Louis was the first person to realize this problem. When he was in college, his lower bunk bed was shared by a guy with long chest hair. This guy not only had thick body hair, but also snored very loudly, like a resonant chord.

Every time he went to sleep at night, Louis felt as if someone had placed a subwoofer speaker under him. Even with earplugs, he could not escape the torture of the sonic attack.

It’s so painful, family members.

The classmates were very excited, as it was the first time for them to have such an experience. They were all whispering to each other, especially the Gryffindor classmates. Each of them wrapped themselves up like a silkworm, with only a small head showing. They whispered to their friends around them, not afraid of Percy's intimidation at all.

After all, all the teachers were gone, and Percy, as the student union president, had little deterrent power.

"Hey, do you think Black is still in the castle?" Hermione asked in a whisper, a little anxiously.

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

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

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

Ron hesitated for a moment and asked uncertainly, "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.

However, Louis mercilessly refuted her point of view: "It's not Black, it's letting the classmates think they are protected! Sirius knows that they are not protected at all!"

The three little ones heard this theory for the first time. They looked at each other in bewilderment, and then looked at Louis with disbelief.

But I saw Louis continue: "In order for our innocent and simple students to travel between the tower, the auditorium and the classroom without worries, the principal's goal is to make them feel safe."

"But..." Hermione hesitated for a long time and couldn't figure out how to ask the next question.

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

"Lights out now! I want everyone to get into their 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 time when Louis left.

In fact it is.

All the candles went out, and now the only light came from the silver ghosts floating in the air. They wandered around and talked seriously to the prefects. The enchanted ceiling looked like the night sky outside, but much deeper than the night sky. In addition to the starry sky, countless galaxies could be seen rotating regularly, quiet and magnificent.

The classmates might be really neurotic, but no one thought that Black was coming for them. Everyone was determined to think that Black would only kill the main culprit, and they were even discussing heatedly how Black had sneaked into Hogwarts. Hannah from Hufflepuff said that Black could transform into a flowering shrub, and she spent a lot of time in Potions class telling everyone who was willing to listen.

Professor Snape did not stop her, but stood there very dignifiedly with his ears pulled and a book in his hand. After this class, the students were surprised to find that all the flowering bushes around the castle seemed to have died overnight.

Harry has been acting very close to Lupin recently, and would go to his office whenever he had nothing to do, and it seemed that he was learning some new spell.

When he wanted to go to Hogsmeade the next week, he was ruthlessly rejected by Professor McGonagall again. Just when he was feeling listless, the Weasley twins suddenly appeared, put their arms around Harry's arms, one on the left and one on the right, and pulled him aside.

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

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."

Only after dragging him to the corner did Fred look around mysteriously and pull out a large, square, tattered piece of parchment from his cloak.

"The big brothers see that you are in a bad mood, so they celebrate Christmas for you in advance. This is your Christmas gift this year." George said with a smile.

"What the hell is that?" Harry asked, frowning.

“He calls it bullshit,” George said to Fred, his chin raised.

"We seem to be looked down upon," Fred said immediately. In Harry's puzzled eyes, George explained: "Well, in our first year, when we were young, carefree, and naive -"

Harry snorted. He doubted the accuracy of George's words. These two people looked as if they had never been innocent. He remembered that Ron once said that he was so afraid of spiders because the twins had thrown a bag spider into his bed when he was very young.

It is a childhood trauma, and no wonder Ron is so afraid of spiders. His two brothers are indeed not human.

"Okay, okay, at least more naive than now." Fred saw the disbelief in Harry's eyes and said with a smile, "We had a little conflict with Filch. We put a dung bomb in the middle of the corridor. Hey, guess what?"

George said immediately, "For some reason, the dung bomb went off right under his ass, so he dragged us into his office and started with the usual--"

"—detention. You know, Filch is a mean fellow, always ripping people's intestines out and roasting them over the coals. As he was pulling something out of a drawer, we couldn't help but see his filing cabinet drawer—"

"It says confiscation of supplies, highly dangerous."

Harry was amused by the two people's vivid duet when he heard this. He asked with a smile: "And what did you do?"

Fred said, "Well, George threw a dung bomb to distract him, and then I quickly opened the drawer and grabbed the thing, and it has been ours ever since."

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

"You guys are just lying to make me happy, right?" Harry looked like he didn't believe it, but in fact he was 70% convinced. After all, the Weasley twins were really good at playing pranks. Could it be that this little guy taught them?

My goodness, Harry's foxiness has increased exponentially since he met Louis.

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

A magical thing happened. Thin ink lines like spider webs immediately began to appear from the place where the wand had just touched. These lines intersected each other and extended to every corner of the parchment. Then words began to appear above the parchment, in obvious bold fonts.

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

The map depicted every detail of Hogwarts Castle, but what was really noteworthy were the tiny dots of ink moving along the map, each with a name labeled in tiny letters.

Harry was greatly surprised. He leaned over to take a closer look. A small ink spot in the upper left corner showed that Dumbledore was pacing in the study, the ink spot marked Professor McGonagall was moving quickly on the fifth floor, and in an office on the third floor, the ink spots marked Louise and Catherine overlapped.

"Huh? Why did Louis' ink spots overlap?" Harry pointed at Louis and asked stupidly.

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: "Children, don't ask about adult matters."

"That's right. Knowing too much is not good for you." George laughed and said, "Be careful that Louis will give you a hard time."

In order to change the subject, Fred pointed to several passages on the map and said, "See? These passages lead to Hogsmeade. Well, there are seven passages in total, and Filch knows four of them, so I don't recommend you take them."

"This is the one I hope you can take. It leads all the way to the cellar of Honeydukes in Hogsmeade Village." George said with a smile, "We have walked this way many times and never had an accident. No one else knows this secret passage except us—"

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

"A noble man who destroyed...trampled...no, discovered loopholes in the law in order to help a new generation, shall be immortalized." Fred changed several words before he felt less awkward, and then he said briskly: "By the way, remember to wipe it off after use, point your wand at him, and say it like I said - the prank is over!"

As Harry looked on in amazement, the map quickly disappeared from the parchment, and it became an ordinary, tattered parchment again.

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

Indeed, the indomitable spirit of the prankster will soon be passed on to Harry, and there is something sacred about saying this.

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

This kid didn't take Mr. Weasley's words to heart at all. Or maybe he did take them to heart, but he said the opposite, just trying to go against the other person's opinion.

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

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

Italian, very authentic, 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 casually, "I'm hungry too...do you have pizza?"

Asro, who always responds to requests, responded quickly and brought Harry a delicious hot pizza almost instantly.

"What is this?" Louis 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 are talking about this, this is what Fred and George just gave me, it's the Marauder's Map, I'll introduce it to you after we finish eating..."

(End of this chapter)