Harry couldn't wait for the day to come. He turned around and returned to Gryffindor's lounge. Ron had told him about the twins' dormitory. He had to call them to a place where there was no one else before he tortured the others. Now that Harry was still in his spirit form, he could easily go anywhere in Hogwarts. He called out to the Weasley brothers from the spiritual world.
"George! George! "
In his dreams, Fred furrowed his brows tightly, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied. It was only when a cold breath stimulated his spirit like cold water that Fred was jolted awake. His drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and his violent movement almost woke up the others in the dormitory.
"George … I need you to do me a favor!"
"Harry?" Fred asked. He was surprised. "How did you do it? Oh my god! You can actually enter our dormitory. And … I'm not George. I'm Fred. "
Harry choked for a moment. After a while, he said, "It's a magical spell … but I'm here for something very important. Fred, do you know that there used to be a magical map in Filch's office? That map … "
"You mean the Marauder's Map?" Fred was surprised.
"Yes, Fred. You do know," Harry whispered. "It's a magical map made by my father with a tracking spell. I need it now. Do you know where it is?"
"Moon Face, Wormtail, Big Foot, and Pointed Fork. Who's your father? We owe them a lot. "
"You know about it?" Harry was surprised.
"Wait …" Fred said in a low voice. He hurriedly put on his shoes and ran to George's pillow. George was woken up by his movement. He mumbled, "Can't you go for a night tour later? The professors have been very strict recently. " Fred ignored him. He rummaged for a while and found a blank parchment map. The folded parchment was empty.
"So it's in your hands!" Harry said in surprise.
"Of course, it's our treasure. It's the reason why Filch can't do anything to us. We've caused trouble in Hogwarts countless times," Fred said proudly. "But if it's really left by your father, then he's really our senior! Here, take it! It's time to return it to its rightful owner. We hope you can continue our work. "
"He's a noble gentleman," Fred said with a sigh.
George, who had been listening for a long time, smiled sleepily and said, "What a noble person, working tirelessly to help the next generation of people who violate the school rules."
"But now you have to be careful!" Harry said, "Filch is no longer a squib. Now he has learned a lot of powerful black magic and has turned to Malfoy …"
"Malfoy?" Fred didn't care. "That's an incredible feat."
"We weren't afraid of him when he turned to Dumbledore, but now his backer is Malfoy." George said with a smile, "Maybe Filch wants us to laugh ourselves to death, so he can take revenge on us for throwing dung eggs at him while he's drinking tea."
Harry did not have much time to waste. He hastily said goodbye to the twins and left the Gryffindor dormitory.
Touching the blank map, Harry felt a little depressed. He took out his wand and held it in front of him. "I solemnly swear that I have not done anything good!" As he said this, a trace of ink slowly spread on the parchment, drawing the outline of Hogwarts Castle. With Harry in the center, the nearby corridors and rooms were displayed on the parchment.
Beautiful cursive words formed the walls on the map, and on them were the ways to open and the secrets of the various secret passages.
Harry did not care about the contents that would have made him widen his eyes in the past. He stared at the map, hoping to see the name that he desperately wanted to see. His eyes slid across the layers of names, and finally saw the name that made his blood boil. Harry sneered and put the map away.
Peter Pettigrew shuttled through the secret passage leading out of Hogwarts. He planned to go through the secret passage under the Whacking Willow to the Screaming Hut. It had to be said that this haunted house, which was passed down by word of mouth among wizards, was a very good hiding place for wizards who needed to keep secrets. Pettigrew was terrified by Malfoy. He never thought that Voldemort, who was the embodiment of fear in his eyes, would be so easily toyed with by a child from the Malfoy family. Furthermore, Malfoy Jr. had also displayed frightening strength.
This even affected his loyalty to Voldemort. Pettigrew was only loyal to a cruel and powerful person, not a loser. Voldemort had obviously seen through his wavering, which made him realize that the fallen Dark Devil was not someone a despicable person like him could betray.
He turned into a mouse and escaped through the Whacking Willow, returning to his short, fat, and wretched human form.
His body was deathly pale. Even though he had been in a sorry state in the past due to the corrosion of the curse from maintaining the Animagus for a long time, he had never looked like this before. His fat body was bloated and pale from being soaked in water for too long.
"Master, I'll give you everything, don't …" Pettigrew screamed again. His life force disappeared from the back of his head, absorbed by a thick black smoke. The black smoke only let him go after he was on the verge of death. A hoarse voice said, "My servant, I need you to give me your power. Go and steal the life force of others!"
Pettigrew sobbed a few times before turning into a mouse and sprinting forward. If Ron was here, he would definitely be surprised. Was this skinny and old mouse really the one he had raised for so long?
Pettigrew flew out of the secret passage and returned to his human form. The Shrieking Shack was desolate and old. There was no sign of human presence, as if no one had been here for a long time.
Peter was very nervous. He looked around and whispered to Voldemort, "My Lord, this is the Shrieking Shack. People say it's haunted, but they don't know it's just Dumbledore's trick. He took in a werewolf to study in Hogwarts, and every full moon, he would return here and turn into a werewolf. Snape was tricked into this shack and almost died. "
"And the one who encouraged him was that idiot Sirius. But in reality, I was the one who encouraged him."
Peter snickered disgustingly like a mouse. He said, "Master, Snape can't believe that Dumbledore trusted him so much. There must be a reason. That greasy and dirty boy, when he was young, was very infatuated with James Potter's wife. They used to be very close. "
"But later, James fell in love with Lily at first sight, so he started to play tricks on Snape … Who would like someone who was humiliated by others and was embarrassed every day? So Lily gradually distanced herself from Snape. This made him very sad, especially when he was humiliated in front of the person he liked. Even though Lily often comforted him, Snape's strong pride didn't allow him to get close to Lily. So James got what he wanted! "
"He's really a bad boy!"
"Looks like our Professor Dumbledore wasn't as responsible as he claimed!" Voldemort sneered, "Probably because James was his favorite student! When I was in Hogwarts, I didn't do such a thing to the weak. On the contrary, they sought refuge from me. Many of them, including Snape, were very talented but oppressed. I sheltered them. "
"They all became my loyal subordinates."
"I know these things. Snape told me before. He said that he used to love Lily very much, but when he was being bullied and pursued power, learning black magic, Lily didn't understand. Afterwards, they completely broke up. Because love couldn't protect him, but black magic could. "Voldemort sneered.
Peter Pettigrew sneered. He knew that he couldn't shake Voldemort's trust in Snape at the moment, but he believed that one day, these words would have the desired effect. Now was not the time to go any further, so he changed the topic, "James is a complete scoundrel. Even though he and the Order of the Phoenix say that they are doing it for justice, but when they were young, they weren't as honorable as they say they are. They are a group of scoundrels who formed cliques and bullied wizards who didn't fit in with the group."
"James thought that I admired him and willingly followed behind them like a servant. But he didn't know that I only joined them because I was afraid of being bullied and pushed aside by them. I know them, Lupin, Sirius and Potter, they don't think highly of me. In their eyes, I was always the yes-man … Of course, they also paid the price for it. "
At this moment, a spell shot out from the side, and the wand in Pettigrew's hand was knocked away. He was also bounced up high and fell heavily on the ground, smashing a broken chair beside him.
"Shut up!" An angry roar reached Peter Pettigrew's ears.
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