Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

Gryffindor dormitory, on the corridor.

"Where to go now?" George Weasley put his hand on his brother Fred's shoulder and yawned.

Fred said as he walked: "Where else can we go? It's dinner time now and I'm so hungry."

"Let's go eat..." George replied weakly, "I'm almost tired of eating the food in the auditorium. In the past few days, it's been steak and fish and chips..."

"It's good to have something to eat." Fred turned back and glanced at him, "Besides, wasn't it the same thing we ate back and forth at home? Why didn't you mention it in front of the old lady?"

George's mind flashed with his mother's furious look, and he shuddered and said, "I'm not as stupid as Ron - by the way, why don't you go to the Three Broomsticks for something different? I heard they serve it there." Is the grilled chicken and ribs platter good?”

Fred was quiet for a while, seemed to be thinking, and said: "That's okay, but you have to take it easy. Today is not Saturday. If you get caught, it will be over - well, you'd better bring the Marauder's Map with you."

"Don't worry." George patted the right pocket of his robe: "You can always take it with you."

Thinking that he could finally have something good to eat tonight, George felt much more energetic. He had just taken his hands off Fred's shoulders and was about to straighten his uncomfortable collar when a man walked over to him.

Oh, look who I saw, isn't this God... George immediately put on a smile, raised his right hand and greeted:

"Long time no see, Meka. You haven't eaten yet. Why don't you come with us?"

"Long time no see? Didn't I just buy something from you a few days ago?"

Meka walked closer, looked at the two of them, and said with a smile: "There's no need to eat. I'll go there later - to make a story short, I want to do some business with you."

"Business is good, business is good..." Fred smiled like he was drooling.

George gave him a disgusted look. This guy was not reserved at all. He acted like this when he heard about making money in business. No wonder he was a younger brother.

"What are you going to buy this time? Take a look at my place. I have everything you need..." He smiled and took out each item from his arms, and set up a stall on the empty corridor, while introducing enthusiastically:

"Look at this thing, even though it looks like an ordinary pill, in fact it can make farts come out of your mouth after taking it, which is a good way to trick others... And here, this thing looks like a carrot, but it is actually a Magic props inlaid with fluorescent spells make it easier to go to the toilet at night..."

"Although there are no old things or antiques like you want this time, these are indeed good things... Look at this..."

Before he finished the introduction, he heard Meka's laughter:

"No introduction is needed, I want the Marauder's Map on you."

The Marauder's Map?

George was stunned for a moment, squatted on the ground and raised his head to look at Meka.

No, how did Meka know that I had this thing on me? Did Fred tell him?

Could it be that this guy had already thought of selling this thing to Meika, but he didn’t tell me, so he wanted to eat it alone? ... He looked back at Fred suspiciously, and saw that he also had a confused face.

"How do you know..." Fred paused, looked around, and then lowered his voice, "How do you know we have this thing on us?"

"Guess." Meka said directly, "How should I sell this thing? If not, I can borrow it from you."

Guess? How did you guess this thing... George was puzzled.

He and Fred looked at each other, saw Fred blinking, and immediately replied:

"Sell, of course."

"Okay." Meka was also happy. He stretched out his hand as if to take out the money and said, "What's the price?"

"Let's discuss it," Fred suggested.

As soon as George saw Meka nodding, he immediately turned to Fred and whispered:

"How much is it for? Three gold galleons?"

"Are you crazy?" Fred lowered his voice.

"He is our biggest customer. He contributed fifty gold galleons to us last school year! And it's pure profit! He gave us the courage to go to the Three Broomsticks for dinner at night..."

Okay, I just said it casually... George looked at Fred and asked:

"How much do you think is appropriate?"

"Six silver Sickles - weren't you planning on giving them to Harry anyway?

It’s good to be able to make some money now. At least you don’t have to worry about the money for dinner. I remember that roast chicken and pork ribs platter only cost a few silver coins..."

"Hmm~~" George thought for a moment and nodded: "That's right."

He turned back to Mekar and said, "Six Silver Sickles."

"Not bad." Meka smiled, "A very reasonable price, go on."

Six white silver coins were immediately available. George put them into his arms with a smile on his face, took out the Marauder's Map from his right pocket and said:

"Let me tell you how to use this map..."

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After getting the 'Marauder's Map', Meka returned to his dormitory.

He unfolded the yellowed parchment, looked at the blank space on it, smiled, pointed his finger, and cast a spell without a wand:

"I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong."

With a buzzing sound, an ink line spread out from the middle, quickly outlining the castle's plan map.

Small black dots emerged one after another, and Meka quickly found the black dot that represented herself in the Gryffindor Tower. The black dot said:

"Meka Anders."

"It's a very interesting magic prop. It's a pity that it's limited to Hogwarts. Maps from other places cannot be scanned into this parchment..."

Meka thought about it, and after looking around, he found that among all the black spots on it, there was no name of Boguna Rocco.

"Sure enough..." He narrowed his eyes.

Ever since he knew that this guy was a prisoner who had escaped from prison many times and was the assassin who escaped unharmed by the assassination of the United States Minister of Magic, he knew that this method might not work. This guy was very familiar with how to hide himself.

But it doesn't matter. If Boguna Rocco can't be found, can't he find Peter Pettigrew... He muttered the name silently and looked for it on the map.

Soon, a black spot on the edge of the Black Lake came into view.

"Hiding on the edge of Hogwarts, right by the Black Lake, huh? What are you doing? Why are you walking back and forth by the lake? Are you hiding from Sirius?"

"Let me see, where is Sirius? He's not in Hogwarts. Could it be that he went to Hogsmeade?"

After looking at it for a while, Meka rolled up the Marauder's Map and thought to himself:

"Why don't you go see what Banban is doing?"

But the idea was quickly dismissed.

We really can't go to Banban at this time. If he and that Boguna Rocco were really together, it would be very difficult.

Thinking of this, Meka practiced the magic spell again.

"The flames are blazing!"

The fire flickered in the room.

Not long after, the two fireballs on Meka's palm shrank in size and flipped deftly between his fingers. The whole process was effortless.

Take your proficiency to another level.

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