pertwk Chapter 148 Capturing the Living Dead 3 years ago
Chapter 148 Capturing the Living Dead 3 years ago
Chapter 149 Capturing the Living Dead Thirteen Years Ago
Meanwhile, Fred and George, those two rascals, flanked Harry from both sides, all for the sake of presenting him with the treasure.
Harry, intrigued, asked, "What treasure are you two brothers talking about?"
"Oh, what an amazing map."
Fred took his wand, cast a faint glow spell to illuminate it, and then took a piece of parchment from his robes. Harry took it and looked at it; it was completely blank, without a trace of ink.
Harry thought to himself: This thing is so well concealed, just like the Death Diary before it was converted. It must be something extraordinary.
He immediately cupped his hands and said, "I hope you can tell me how to use this item, brother."
"Oh, that's easy~ Just take out your wand and recite a very modern spell."
After saying this, George took his wand and tapped it on the parchment, adding, "I solemnly swear that I have not done anything good."
As soon as he finished speaking, a line of words suddenly appeared on the parchment: "The suppliers of magical prankster aids, Gentlemen Moonface, Wormtail, Bigfoot, and Forkhead, proudly present the Marauder's Map."
Harry was taken aback when he saw the name with the pointed fork and big foot on it.
That nickname is none other than that of my father and that damned thief Blake!
He then recalled that Lupin had transformed into a werewolf during the full moon, and that Peter the Animagus was a mouse, and realized that the moon-faced and insect-tailed figures were those two heroes.
George unfurled the scroll, revealing a detailed depiction of Hogwarts' city and buildings, along with hundreds of tiny characters densely packed like ants in the Great Hall.
Harry looked closely and realized it was a series of names.
On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the names of Lupin and Snape were lingering.
Harry exclaimed, "Wow! What a marshal's map! It's an incredible treasure for tracking the living!"
"Thanks to these four senior students, we were able to wander around without the professors," Fred said with a sly smile. "Of course, we should also thank Mr. Filch for locking us in his office, which allowed us to find this treasure in his drawer."
George shook his head and said, "We haven't used this thing for two whole years. We've memorized all the secret passages in the school."
After the two finished their witty banter, Fred finally said seriously, "Harry, you must understand, no one can hide their name from the Marauder's Map, not even Sirius Black."
George nodded in agreement, "With the Marauder's Map, you can evade his pursuit—or kill him."
As the saying goes, a treasure recognizes its old master, and a fine steed returns to its old trough. This Marauder's Map was originally made by James and others, and now it has returned to Harry's hands, which can be considered as returning it to its rightful owner.
Harry cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and said, "My two brothers are so kind. If there's ever anything I, Harry, can do to help you, I'll go through fire and water without hesitation!"
"Oh, His Majesty owes us a favor."
"It seems the Weasleys are about to become true pure-blood nobles."
The two chuckled for a while, then hurriedly packed their bedding and left.
After seeing the two off, Harry wrapped himself in a blanket and used a glowing charm to carefully examine the Marauder's Map three times. He didn't see the name Sirius Black, and could only curse him under his breath as a slippery eel.
Just as he was about to put the map away, his hand suddenly froze. In the Gryffindor common room, the name Peter Pettigrew appeared!
Harry was horrified. His Uncle Peter had taught Black to die thirteen years ago, so why was he appearing here tonight?
You should know that this person is related to the grudge between his parents thirteen years ago. How could this scarred man possibly restrain himself?
He immediately threw off the quilt, grabbed the map, and dashed out of the Great Hall. He rushed like lightning to the Gryffindor Tower, and when he reached the door of the common room, he drew his dagger, its cold light flashing, and smashed the door to pieces with a few "cracks".
He chased after the name "Peter Pettigrew" on the map, only to see it suddenly scatter like a startled mouse. He pursued it to the depths of the dormitory, where a chilling wind howled, no candles were lit, and the surroundings were pitch black, like a ghost town.
Upon closer inspection of the picture, I noticed that the two names had overlapped. Looking around, all I could see were tattered curtains and an old bed; there wasn't a single person in sight.
Harry thought: Uncle Peter's death must be mysterious. Just as he was about to tell him, his spirit was overwhelmed.
He immediately clasped his hands in greeting and exclaimed, "Uncle Peter, what injustice have you been wronged by? Just keep appearing in my dreams at night!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the Marauder's Map again and saw that the name "Peter Pettigrew" was fleeing further and further away, heading straight for the outside of Hogwarts Castle.
Harry's mind began to race with suspicion. He muttered, "Damn it! This guy is really strange! He's supposed to be alive, but he's nowhere to be seen. He's supposed to be a spirit, but he's always running away. Could it be that he just used that Animagus?"
Determined to find out the truth, he immediately climbed out the window and chased after the name "Peter Pettigrew".
But Peter moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he darted out of Hogwarts Castle and disappeared from the map.
Harry cursed under his breath, then turned back and headed towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
Upon arriving, he saw Lupin and Snape and immediately called out, "Second Uncle!"
When Lupin saw the newcomer, he was taken aback. "Harry?! You should be sleeping in the Great Hall right now!"
"Second Uncle?" Snape's face turned sour, he looked like he was about to vomit. "What a disgusting title."
Lupin ignored these words, flicked his wand to summon the silver wolf Patronus, and dispersed the Dementors following him. He then rushed to Harry and said solemnly:
"You shouldn't be here, Harry. If I found any trace of Black, I would have told you."
"No! My nephew came to see my second uncle for someone else's sake."
Harry and Lupin whispered to each other, explaining how all the trivial matters had just occurred.
Seeing the two of them so intimately, and hearing his nephew address him like that, Snape felt a spasm in his stomach and acid reflux, and couldn't stay there for even a moment longer.
He flicked his robe and said coldly, "Since you have so many secrets to share, then I won't disturb you any longer."
"If that idiot Black dares to come, I think you'd be more than willing to give your life for Potter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he headed straight for the castle.
After Harry finished speaking, Lupin was so shocked that his hair stood on end, and he exclaimed, "You saw Peter? How is that possible?!"
Harry took the map, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said solemnly, "This matter concerns the life and death of my parents, how dare I speak presumptuously?"
Having seen the Marauder's Map, Lupin was somewhat convinced. He paced back and forth, his brow furrowed deeply.
"Pediru is a very rare surname. I don't think it's such a coincidence that there's someone at the school with the same name."
"As for ghosts, that's even more impossible. The Aurors arrived at the scene as soon as the explosion thirteen years ago ended. If Peter had become a ghost, there would have been a reason for him to leave no trace."
Upon hearing this, Harry said in a deep voice, "So you're saying that Peter Pettigrew didn't actually die?"
"This fellow slaughtered the Death Eaters and earned Merlin's First Class Merit Badge, he was really impressive, so how did he fake his death and hide his identity for thirteen years?"
"There must be something fishy about the fact that my parents were betrayed!"
The teachings say: the guilty live on in disgrace, while the true heroes remain. Thirteen years have passed, and the truth remains hidden. To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.
P.S.: The direct English translation of Peter Pettigrew's name is Peter Pettigrew; I don't know why it's translated as "Little Dwarf."
Perhaps they wanted to pair her with Sirius Black (although the translation of Sirius Black is also quite strange).
(End of this chapter)