A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

After half an hour—

Sirius sat on the sofa with a dark face. He heard bad news that Peter Pettigrew had run away, or rather, hiding in a place no one knew about and pretending to be dead.

He wondered with dismay, had he been doing all his work for so long in vain?

Felix picked out another book from the shelf, which actually mentioned a complete ancient magic. The portrait of Headmaster Phineas Black did not deceive him. The collection of books here is indeed unusual, although some of them were moved from the forbidden area of ​​​​Hogwarts.

It seems that when the old man was the principal, he did a lot for the welfare of his family.

It's a pity that things are fickle, and the Black family has fallen to this point...

"Have you tried the Marauder's Map?" Sirius asked suddenly.

"Marauders map, what is that?" Felix looked up from the book.

Sirius said in a muffled voice, "It's a moving map of Hogwarts locations and secret passages, and it looks like a folded stack of parchment, which we made together when we were in school - me, Jen. M, Remus, and... Peter Pettigrew."

"The Marauder's Map can mark the trail of everyone within Hogwarts, even Dumbledore."

Felix blinked, he already knew what Lupin wanted from Filch, and he affirmed: "This map should be confiscated by Filch."

"We did it on purpose." Sirius pouted, "We'll be graduating at that time, desperate for someone to inherit our sacred mischief business, so we found a suitable opportunity to attract Filch's attention and let him accept it. Off the map."

Felix nodded slightly, it turned out that there was such a thing in the past.

Sirius wondered, "Didn't Remus tell you?"

Felix said softly, "The map was lost, Filch himself admitted."

"That old rice bucket!" Sirius shouted unwillingly. He slammed the wall hard, and then said in frustration: "Even if there is a map, it may not work. Peter Pettigrew can block his name."

"Blocking? Did you use the Tracing Charm?"

"More than that, tracing spells, footprint manifestations, name magic, micro-simulation spells, concealment spells, anti-disturbance spells, protection magic, and later, deformation, divination, and alchemy...too many things."

Felix looked at Sirius in astonishment, having only mastered part of the spell himself.

Sirius explained: "At first James brought a magic map-making book from home, and we used it to make a prototype of the Marauder's map, of course—there were no moving names at that time. We turned it over later. I went through the library and found spells that could lock the trail from various nooks and crannies, and kept adding them. In the end, it was difficult for us to even remember how many spells we used."

He spread his hands, "You know, when we see Headmaster Dumbledore's name on the map, we think we're invincible, no one can escape the Marauder's map, because you can escape a certain Magical exploration, but can't guard against the second, third, fourth..."

Felix couldn't help touching his hands in admiration. If Sirius didn't say it, who would know about these things? He even saw the shadows of the other three producers through Sirius.

An amazing magical creation appeared in the hands of four students who had not yet graduated.

The encounters that followed were even more embarrassing. The war interrupted their normal life trajectory, and if it wasn't for Sirius' mention, maybe even the existence of the Marauder's Map itself would be silently drowned in history.

"How did the four of you divide your labor?" Felix couldn't help but ask for more information. If it could be copied, it would definitely not be inferior to any known magic item.

Sirius glanced at him strangely, "James is good at Transfiguration, I am good at spells, especially silent casting, many spells are added after I learned, Remus knows everything, he put a bunch of scattered things Glue it up, as for Peter Pettigrew..."

He frowned, resisting the bad feeling and said, "He is more careful, checking for deficiencies."

After Sirius finished speaking, he paused thoughtfully, looked at Felix for a while, and said slowly, "Maybe he may not necessarily be able to block the Marauder's map."

"why?"

"I remember—there was a spell, only James and I knew, and when we went home during the seventh-grade Halloween break, James found an interesting spell from the old house."

He looked at Felix, his eyes lit up, "It's a curse, or enslavement magic. No, not accurate," he frowned. "It should be a contract."

"Magic contract?"

"That's right," Sirius affirmed. He glanced at the door of the study and said in a low voice, "That is a very old book. The author of the book participated in the house-elves war. At that time, the wizard invented a magic, Specially used to enslave house-elves."

Felix raised his eyebrows and said in a magical tone, "Does this have anything to do with the Marauder's Map? Wait—I figured out, it's the connection between master and servant?"

Sirius was amazed at his keenness, "You are right, there is a close connection between house-elves and their masters. This connection is deeply rooted in the blood and passed down from generation to generation. Now few people know about it, so house-elves He will never betray his master."

Not always……

Felix thought, enslavement by magic is always inferior, there is no eternal, unbreakable magic, and Dobby is an example. Even the side effects of the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, were not cracked by him?

Following this line of thinking, for him, the Cruciatus Curse has no effect. pain? He has too many ways to block the pain. What is really scary about the Cruciatus Mantra is that it transcends the body and goes directly to the deepest pain in the mind.

And when he protects his memory layer by layer, the Cruciatus Curse has a very limited impact on him, but it can act as a disguise...

Sirius continued to say: "—think about it, no matter where, the master can summon house-elves, oh, Azkaban can't, I tried, maybe it's too far away..."

"Maybe the Ministry of Magic collected this part of the information and made corresponding precautions." Felix guessed.

"Anyway, James and I tried to add a part of this magic—when the master summons, the house-elves sense the master's location because of the contract—into the map, we devised a little trick," Sirius happily He laughed, "When you walk into Hogwarts, you sign a temporary blank contract by default, which is not binding, and you can even refuse!"

Felix smiled and said: "The premise is that the person discovers this contract, but I think you won't let it take effect at all, but are in a state of waiting..."

"That's it!" said Sirius excitedly, and he let out a strange cry: "It's completely harmless, but your position will be revealed."

"The best part is that Peter Pettigrew didn't know this, and just a few days back from the Halloween holiday, we decided to leave the map at Hogwarts - with Filch's hand to find the next owner, who has only a few in his office. The most adventurous students will emerge, and we've put some constraints on that."

Sirius fell into a happy memory, his eyes narrowed and he murmured softly.

After a long while, he said sadly, "It's a pity that the map was lost."

Felix pondered: "If you were to make a new Marauder's map, could you do it? Lupin is also in school, and he might be able to help."

"I know he's there," Sirius said, thinking about it for a long time. "It's going to be hard to remake, and I don't remember a lot of things..."

"We can try it together, and I'm intrigued by it."

"We?" Sirius stared blankly at Felix.

Felix didn't answer, he glanced at the time, "There are still two hours until ten o'clock, so it's too late."

He said cheerfully: "I'm going to take you to Hogwarts, of course, first to get in touch with Headmaster Dumbledore. Well, maybe there will be a question from the Ministry of Magic, I'll lie about not catching you, Let you run away. I don't know if anyone will believe..."

Sirius stared at Felix, feeling that he was being mocked.

"Excuse me, where is the portrait of Phineas Black, I didn't see him in the row of portraits on the wall."

"...In the second bedroom on the right hand side of the platform on the second floor."

Felix walked away, and a few minutes later, he came back again, "It's been said, Dumbledore let us move more secretly." He gently touched the ring on his left with his wand, and took out a seal from it. A candy box with the word Honey Duke.

"what is this?"

"I haven't finished eating the Christmas present given to me by a little wizard. I'm a little tired... However, I think it can also be used to hold a person."

"You cast the Traceless Stretching Charm?"

"Oh, no," Felix asked suspiciously, "who would cast a Traceless Stretching Charm in a candy box?" He said, looking at the dazed Sirius, "I just happened to think of a suitable magic—"

He pointed his wand at Sirius, and the tip of the wand burst into a strong blue light.