"You haven't been to the Forbidden Forest a long time ago." Harry asked, "Do you still 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 didn't call it home, and I don't think anyone else," Harry shook his head, Hagrid's figure popping up in his head, and he quickly changed his words, "It's rare for anyone to like to live there." ”

"It's dangerous for us there." George shook his head, speaking more clearly.

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

"It's embarrassing." George nodded cautiously, "It was a nightmare. ”

Harry pursed his lips, "I remember that Pomrock was just a 'XX' class magical creature?" ”

George nodded reluctantly, being bullied by a 2X-level magical creature, and it was really humiliating to say it.

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

"Ron killed a bunch of eight-eyed spiders today." Harry looked expressionless, calmly watching them dance and perform.

The Weasley brothers were stunned.

They turned their heads and looked at Ron incredulously.

George stammered: "No... How can it be? ”

Fred also had a hard time believing it: "Little Ronnie is the most afraid of spiders, he will cry when he sees those things, and shout for his mother." ”

Harry shrugged.

Fred pulled a piece of candy out of his pocket, waved his wand, and whispered a spell.

The candy twisted into a spider the size of a coin, clicking, crawling toward Ron, down the corner of the table, jumping onto his robes, climbing up his head, and finally from his hair, with a click, onto the paper.

"Fack!" Ron was startled, and raised his hand to lift the parchment away.

Subconsciously took out his wand and recited the spell without thinking.

The red light struck.

The deformed spider, as well as the parchment, were blown to pieces with a bang.

Scared the little wizards in the lounge.

"He's really not afraid of spiders!" Fred sighed.

George agreed: "With such a quick reaction and the level of spell casting, it's about to catch up with Percy, right?" Looking at it this way, it's still a bit handsome. ”

Ron stupidly looked at the confetti flying in the sky.

After a while, I finally came back to my senses.

Shaking his head quickly and looking around, he soon saw the two brothers beside Harry, pointing fingers at him.

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

"What are you guys up to!"

"Give me back my paper, I've already written three inches faster, you guys!"

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

"Jordan went out on a date, and there was no one in our dorm." George sent out the invitation.

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

"Maybe you can try the Repair Charm?" George barely managed to squeeze out an innocent smile and give a sincere suggestion.

Fred slowly, grabbing Ron's hands, picking them up and putting them down, "Dear little Ronnie, we still have something to discuss with Harry, something very important. ”

"It's about your pocket money in the future."

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

"Of course, we're good brothers." Fred nodded sincerely.

Ron took a sip: "Good brother doesn't think about scaring his brother with something that his brother is afraid of." ”

"Harry said you're not afraid of spiders." George was innocent, "We just wanted to see if dear little Ronnie really made progress." ”

The brothers sang and harmonized, and the words of sycophants kept coming out of their mouths.

"I have to say, you just put your paper ...... It's so handsome to blow up a spider! ”

"It's so mature!"

"For a split second, I thought it was Bill."

"The way he drew his wand."

"And the appearance of calmly releasing the spell."

"You're the next Bill."

"No, no, no, Bill can't beat little Ronnie, you'll be the best kid in our family."

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

"Really?" Ron laughed heartyly, "It's all Harry's teachings. ”

Fred patted him on the shoulder, his expression serious: "So we also have to learn from Harry, and little Ronnie come on." ”

George shook his head: "Harry, can you go?" ”

Harry got up and followed them to the dormitory.

Ron touched his head, still a little confused.

Something feels wrong?

The Weasley brothers' dormitory was very stylish, with many things hanging on the walls, a Slytherin uniform and a headscarf, which looked familiar, it looked like Professor Quirrell's, and a whip, which Harry could often see in Filch's hand.

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

The positive direction of the map system, the wear is very bad, but there is nothing on it.

This is no ordinary parchment.

There was a faint magic in it, and there was an aura that spread out, connecting with the entire castle, just like when the first year entered the school, it was connected to the castle through a ritual.

"Map of Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"Harry, your reaction isn't funny at all." Fred looked at Harry's face without any change in expression, pursed his lips, and sighed.

George shrugged, "I said I couldn't hide it from Harry." ”

"It's a map of the castle, but even if you guess it, it will still surprise you." Fred pulled out his wand and said in a serious tone, "Let's introduce you well!" ”

"That was when we were in first grade."

"After a bit of an awkward fight with Filch, we put a big dung bomb into the hallway, the same one we used against Mr. Tom last time."

George picked up the conversation and continued: "We weren't mature enough at the time, and we were caught by Filch. ”

"Among the confiscated items he confiscated, he found this piece of parchment with the words 'high danger' on it."

Fred spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone: "Do you know what kind of people we are, it's Gryffindor, the least afraid of danger, so George threw another big dung bomb, and I stole it." ”

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

He stretched out his wand, put a little on the parchment, and said in a serious and cautious tone: "I solemnly swear that I will not do good deeds. ”

In a flash.

A faint wave of magic poured out from the tip of George's wand, and in the castle, there was also a surge of magic power, which merged into the parchment, and the thin lines of ink centered on the wand contacts spread out in all directions, crisscrossing and drawing the entire Hogwarts Castle, as well as the hunting ground and the Quidditch pitch.

The very top.

A line of text emerges, in a flower-style script written in green ink.

"Moon Face, Worm Tail, Big Feet, and Pointed Fork"

"Gentlemen who help the makers of magic pranks"

"Introducing Grandly"

"Live Point Map"

Harry looked at it in amazement.

It's a map, it's not just a map, the staircase is marked in real time, and there are small black dots active on the paper, and they all have names on their heads.

Dumbledore was in his office, motionless.

Professor McGonagall was heading from her office to the Great Hall, where a crowd of Slytherin and Gryffindor names huddled together.

It's not even just the names of students and professors.

Names of pets and ghosts are also available.

Peeves is also in the auditorium.

Helena at Ravenclaw Tower.

Lady Loris, Crookshan, and Hedwig gathered together and crouched in the abandoned classroom on the fourth floor, not knowing what they were doing.

and—

Harry's concern the most was the creature named Peter Pettigrew, whose name also appeared on the Living Point map.

Above the foyer on the first floor, and downstairs on the second floor, in a secret passage that Harry hadn't heard of before.

His eyes were deep, and he was staring at the name.

He's still at Hogwarts.

"How's it going, isn't it a surprise?" Fred winked his eyebrows and said in a pompous tone, "When we finally figured out what it did, we were just as pleasantly surprised as you were. ”

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

Fred was serious: "It is with this prop that we have been able to accomplish many of our great ideas. ”

"Now use it in exchange for Harry's map of the Forbidden Forest, I don't think it should be a disadvantage to you."

Harry whispered, "It's much better than the Forbidden Forest map. ”

"We've got all of this in our heads." George stretched out his hand and pointed to his head, "Now we want to explore the Forbidden Forest more than the castle. ”

"Little Ronnie can earn thirteen Galleons." Fred's tone was a little excited, "There are a lot of magic materials that are needed by the little wizards of each academy, and we can help them a little." ”

George clenched his fists, "Then, fulfill our own dreams - Harry, don't tell anyone that we are going to become pranksters and open our own prank merchandise store." ”

"Of course, I'd love to help you." Harry nodded, "I need some materials from the Forbidden Forest too, and I'll make a list for you when the time comes." ”

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

Fred interrupted: "Of course, we know that we love our lives. ”

Once again, George put his wand on the parchment: "If you don't use it anymore, you can do it." ”

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

The magic, the breath, and the ink all converged suddenly.

It's a blank slate again.

Harry was still staring at it, staring at where Peter Pettigrew was.

(End of chapter)