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Chapter 277

Professor Lu Ping also returned to class. He did appear to have been ill. His old robe was even more loose, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes.

As soon as he returned to class, the classmates cheered, not only to welcome him, but also to cheer without seeing Snape.

The pain didn't seem to have completely subsided from him. He looked uninterested, and he smiled and calmly responded to the cheers of his classmates.

He proceeded step by step, in the order of Red Hat, Grindylow, and began to teach Shinkpunk.

He readily accepted the classmates' complaints about Snape and said, "Don't worry, I will tell Professor Snape that you don't need to write that paper on werewolves."

"Oh, no!" Hermione said disappointedly. "I have finished writing." She has finished writing two volumes of sheepskin essays. No matter how much she hates Snape, she won't hate learning for it. It's definitely not. The attitude that a schoolmaster would have.

After the get out of class bell rang, Lupin hurriedly walked out of the classroom, he looked more mysterious than usual.

Harry met Fred and Joe in the hallway, and they greeted Harry mysteriously, "Hi, Harry!"

"What are you doing here?" Harry greeted him and asked curiously.

When Fred and Joe the twins are together, their favorite thing is pranks. This time I don't know if they plan to deal with Peppy Ghost or Filch.

"This is a great thing." Fred blinked mysteriously and said, "Come here."

He nodded to an empty classroom next to him. Harry followed Fred and Joe in. Fred closed the door gently, turned around, smiled and said, "What happened in the college recently? There are fewer bad things, but good things will always happen. This is our Christmas gift to you in advance. I hope you will be happy."

He drew something from his robe and spread it out on an empty table in the classroom. It was a table and a half the size, square, and some old parchment.

Harry looked at the old parchment. There were no marks, no words, and no special lines on it. He asked curiously, "What is this?"

Harry was already a qualified wizard. He knew that the wizard's things could not just look at the surface, just like Riddle's diary, it also looked like a crumpled, tattered notebook.

In fact, it was Voldemort's Horcrux, and even a terrifying prop that could control people's thinking. The parchment in front of me is probably a similar magic item.

Fred laughed, patted the parchment happily, and said, "This is the secret to our great success in the academy, Harry."

"Thinking of giving it to you, we still can't bear it." Joe said with emotion, "but we all agree that you need it more than we do."

"After all, we have firmly remembered these contents." Fred said, "Now, we give it to you, we no longer need to rely on it."

Harry became more curious, and he asked suspiciously, "What is it for? What can I use it for?"

Fred closed his eyes, looking back to the past, "That was when we were in the first grade, when we were so young, innocent, and carefree."

Harry raised his eyebrows, he wondered if Fred and Joe were naive.

"We had some conflicts with Filch." Fred said.

"Our dung bomb fell in the hallway. For this reason, Filch was very angry." Joe continued.

"He took us to his office and used his usual methods."

"Containment."

"Hang us up and take out our intestines."

Fred and Joe were talking weirdly.

"We took this opportunity and sneaked into his filing cabinet drawer. One of the drawers read, Confiscation of items, extremely dangerous."

Harry laughed and said, "Then—"

"Then Joe threw a big **** bomb, which distracted Filch."

"I opened the drawer and quickly grabbed something out of it-this." Fred said, tapping the parchment.

"This is a wonderful fate, things are not as bad as it sounds, you know." Joe said mysteriously, "We think Filch doesn't know how to use this parchment. But he might have guessed what it is. , Otherwise, he will not confiscate it."

"So you know how to use it." Harry asked. As he had guessed before, this is indeed a magical creation that requires a specific method to be used.

"Oh, of course." Fred smirked foolishly. "This beautiful little gadget has taught us more than the teachers in the whole college taught us."

Harry became even more curious. He still didn't guess what this shabby parchment would do, "How should it be used?"

Fred took out his magic wand and touched the parchment lightly, and said, "I solemnly swear that I did nothing good."

As soon as the words fell, the thin ink lines densely covered with spider webs immediately appeared from the place where the wand touched, and then spread rapidly. The lines are densely intertwined, with twists and turns, extending to every corner of the parchment.

Finally, the handwriting appeared on the parchment, curving crappy big green letters, and it read: "Auxiliary tool for magical prank makers. A live-point map provided by the prank maker Moon Face, Prong Fork, Bigfoot and Wormtail."

This magic map shows all the details of Hogwarts Castle and surrounding venues. Not only that, but it is worth paying special attention to the small ink dots moving in the map.

Each small ink dot displayed their name in tiny letters, and Harry leaned over in surprise, leaning over to look at the writing.

A small ink spot in the upper left corner shows Dumbledore. From the small ink spot, he is pacing back and forth in the study. Filch's dry and skinny cat, Mrs. Loris was wandering in the corridor on the third floor at this time.

The ghost Peepee, who likes to prank and teases people, sprints in the prize showroom.

Har used his gaze to scan left and right on the map. These lines and traces together formed the panoramic map of Hogwarts that he was very familiar with. He also noticed some extra things.

The map showed many passages that he didn't know before, and many of these passages lead to the outside of the school.

"This is the secret passage leading to Hogsmeade Village." Fred pointed to one of the passages and said, "There are a total of seven secret passages, and Filch only knows four of them." He took the four passages one by one. Pointed it out.