Chapter 113 His Name (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 113 His Name (First Update~Please Subscribe~)

"Haven't you been to the Forbidden Forest a long time ago?" Harry asked, "Why do you need to ask me for a map?"

Fred coughed lightly, his face embarrassed: "Harry, not everyone is like you, who can treat the Forbidden Forest as their own home and come and go freely."

"I don't think of it as my home, and no one should..." Harry shook his head, and Hagrid's figure suddenly popped up in his mind, and he quickly changed his words, "Few people like to live there."

"It's very dangerous for us." George shook his head and made his words clearer.

Fred raised his hand and scratched his face: "In fact, the first time we went back to the Forbidden Forest, we were driven out by a group of Ponlocks."

"Very embarrassing." George nodded carefully, "It was simply a nightmare."

Harry pursed his lips: "I remember that Ponlock was only a magical creature of 'XX' level?"

George nodded reluctantly. It was really embarrassing to be bullied by a magical creature of 2X level.

Fred raised his hand and gestured a huge circle: "But there are a group of them!"

"Ron killed a group of giant spiders today." Harry looked expressionless and calmly watched them dancing and performing.

The Weasley brothers were stunned.

They turned their heads and looked at Ron in disbelief.

George stammered: "No... How is it possible?"

Fred also found it hard to believe: "Little Ronnie is most afraid of spiders. When he sees those things, he will cry and shout for his mother."

Harry shrugged.

Fred took out a piece of candy from his pocket, waved his wand, and chanted a spell in a low voice.

The candy twisted and turned into a coin-sized spider, which crawled towards Ron, along the corner of the table, jumped onto his robes, climbed onto his head, and finally fell from his hair, with a snap, onto the paper.

"Fuck!" Ron was startled and raised his hand to throw the parchment away.

He subconsciously took out his wand and chanted the spell without thinking.

Red light shot.

The spider and the parchment that transformed the creature were blown to pieces with a bang.

The little wizards in the lounge were all shocked.

"He is really not afraid of spiders!" Fred sighed.

George nodded in agreement: "Such a quick reaction and spell-casting level, he is almost catching up with Percy, right? From this point of view, he is actually quite handsome."

Ron looked at the flying parchment scraps stupidly.

After a while, he finally came to his senses.

He shook his head quickly and looked around, and soon saw the two brothers who were beside Harry, pointing fingers and criticizing him.

He clenched his wand and gritted his teeth: "George! Fred!"

"What tricks are you playing again!"

"Give me back my thesis, I have almost written three inches, you guys!"

Fred stood up and looked at Harry: "Harry, this is not the place to talk, how about going to our dormitory?"

"Jordan is out on a date, there is no one in our dormitory." George made an invitation together.

Ron rushed over and grabbed George by the collar: "Give me an explanation and give me my thesis back!"

"Maybe you can try the repair spell?" George forced an innocent smile and gave sincere suggestions.

Fred slowly grabbed Ron's hands, pulled them apart and put them down: "Dear little Ronnie, we have something to discuss with Harry, it's very important."

"This involves your pocket money in the future."

The last two words made Ron stunned, and his resentment dissipated: "Pocket money?"

"Of course, we are good brothers." Fred nodded sincerely.

Ron spat: "A good brother would not think of scaring his brother with something that his brother is afraid of."

"Harry said you are not afraid of spiders anymore." George was innocent, "We just want to see if dear little Ronnie has really made progress."

The two brothers sang in unison, and flattering words kept coming out of their mouths.

"I have to say, you looked so handsome when you used your thesis to... blast the spider to pieces!"

"So mature!"

"At that moment, I thought it was Bill."

"The way you drew out your wand so coolly."

"And the way you cast the spell so calmly and steadily."

"You are the next Bill."

"No, no, no, Bill is not as good as little Ronnie. You will be the best child in our family."

A series of words made Ron's face slightly red, and the corners of his drooping mouth gradually lifted, and a smile welled up in his eyes.

"Really?" Ron smiled honestly, "It's all Harry's good teaching."

Fred patted his shoulder and said seriously: "So we have to learn from Harry, little Ronnie, keep studying."

George shook his head: "Harry, are you going?"

Harry got up and followed them to the dormitory.

Ron touched his head, still a little confused.

Why does it feel a little wrong?

The Weasley brothers' dormitory was very stylish, with many things hanging on the wall, a Slytherin school uniform, a headscarf that looked familiar and looked like Professor Quirrell's, and a pointer, which Harry often saw in Filch's hand.

Fred couldn't wait to take out a piece of parchment from his robe: "Harry, we will use this to exchange with you for the map of the Forbidden Forest."

The correct direction of the map was worn out, but there was nothing on it.

This was not ordinary parchment.

It contained a faint magical power and a breath that spread out and connected to the entire castle, just like when the first graders entered the school, they were connected to the castle through a ceremony.

"The map of Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"Harry, your reaction is not interesting at all." Fred looked at Harry's face without any expression, curled his lips and sighed.

George shrugged: "I told you long ago that I couldn't hide it from Harry."

"This is indeed a map of the castle, but even if you guessed it, it would still surprise you." Fred took out his wand and said seriously, "Let us introduce it to you!"

"That was when we were in the first grade."

"We had a little quarrel with Filch, so we put a dung bomb in the corridor, the same one we used on Mr. Tom last time."

George took over and continued to introduce: "We were not mature enough at the time and were caught by Filch."

"Among the confiscated items he collected, we found this parchment with the words 'highly dangerous' on it."

Fred spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone: "Do you know what kind of people we are? We are Gryffindors, the least afraid of danger, so George threw another dung bomb and I stole this thing."

George sighed: "But we studied this thing for half a semester before we figured out how to use it."

He stretched out his wand and tapped the parchment, saying in a serious and cautious tone: "I solemnly swear that I will not do bad things."

In an instant,

A weak magical power surged from the tip of George's wand, and there was also a magical power in the castle, which merged into the parchment. The thin ink lines spread out from the wand touch point, crisscrossing and drawing the entire Hogwarts Castle, including the hunting grounds and the Quidditch field.

At the top.

A line of text appeared, written in cursive in green ink.

"Moon Face, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs"

"Gentlemen who provide assistance to magical prank makers"

"Grandly introduced"

"Marauder's Map"

Harry looked at it in surprise.

This is a map, but it is not just a map. The activities of the stairs are marked in real time, and there are small black dots active on the paper, with names on their heads.

Dumbledore was in the office, motionless.

Professor McGonagall was in a hurry, leaving the office and rushing to the auditorium, where a group of Slytherin and Gryffindor names were crowded together.

There are not even just the names of students and professors.

The names of pets and ghosts are also there.

Peeves is also in the Great Hall.

Helena is in Ravenclaw Tower.

Mrs. Norris, Crookshanks, and Hedwig, three "cats", squatted together in the abandoned classroom on the fourth floor, and no one knew what they were doing.

And -

The creature named "Peter Pettigrew" that Harry was most concerned about, its name also appeared on the Marauder's Map.

Above the first-floor lobby and downstairs on the second floor, in a secret passage Harry had never heard of before.

His eyes were deep, staring at the name.

He was still in Hogwarts.

"How is it, is it a surprise?" Fred winked and said in an exaggerated tone, "When we finally figured out its function, we were surprised just like you."

"What a great prop." George praised devoutly, "What a noble group of wizards, it's a pity that they only left nicknames, not names."

Fred said seriously: "It is with this prop that we can complete many of our great ideas."

"Now I use it to exchange for your Forbidden Forest map, Harry, I don't think it's unfair to you."

Harry said softly: "It is much better than the Forbidden Forest map."

"We have all remembered these in our minds." George stretched out his hand and pointed to his head, "Compared to the castle, we want to explore the Forbidden Forest now."

"Little Ronnie can earn thirteen Galleons." Fred said with some excitement "Many magic materials are needed by the little wizards in each academy. We can help them a little."

George clenched his fists: "Then, fulfill our own dream - Harry, you must not tell others that we want to become a master of pranks and open a prank goods store."

"Of course, I am willing to help you." Harry nodded, "I also need some materials from the Forbidden Forest. I will make a list for you when the time comes."

"But be careful, the Forbidden Forest is still very dangerous..."

Fred interrupted him: "Of course, we know that we cherish our lives."

George once again extended the wand to the parchment: "If you don't use it, you can do this."

He paused and shouted a sentence: "The prank is completed."

The magic power, breath, and ink were all retracted.

It turned into a blank paper again.

Harry still stared at it, staring at the place where Peter Pettigrew was just now.