Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

"Hiss..." In the early morning of the next day, Su Er rubbed the center of his brow with a painful expression, and a water glass fell crookedly on the bedside table, leaving only a semicircular wet mark.

"What time is it? Am I getting up late?" Suer rubbed his face, suddenly thinking that there was another class this morning, he sat up from the bed in excitement.

At this time, if there was a faint sound of snoring, Justin and Moen were still sleeping soundly.

Look at the mechanical alarm clock again.

It's still early... Su Er breathed a sigh of relief and lay back again. His eyes caught sight of the water marks on the bedside table, and his memory began to recover bit by bit.

"One more drop of wine and I'll be a dog."

I originally just wanted to drink some Butterbeer to keep warm last night, but the waiter (actually the owner) of the Hog's Head Bar didn't even bother to provide heating service. Who would drink a bottle of Butterbeer (drink) with frost on it in the middle of winter?The waiting time for self-service heating is also too long.

Therefore, Fred suggested choosing mead with a relatively lower alcohol content.

Soul thought that the wine with the word honey in it was probably the same as butterbeer.

But who knew that the alcohol content of this wine was far less mild than it looked on the outside.

There wasn't much in the bottle, just enough for three people to drink. Fred and George were a little older than Soul, and it wasn't their first time drinking. It was fine. But Soul, on the other hand, got drunk after just one cup.

"If I drink any more I'll be a dog."

It wasn't until the night before the Hufflepuff-Gryffindor Quidditch match that Soul saw the parchment lying under his pillow.

It seems that the night I was drunk, I felt something uncomfortable in my chest and stuffed it under the pillow. In addition, the professors suddenly increased the workload in the past few days and were busy harassing Hermione, so I completely forgot about the Marauder. Map thing.

"Drinking makes things worse!" Sur sighed as he stroked the parchment.

Suer was the only one in the dormitory at this time, and his roommate was unsurprisingly addicted to the chessboard again, so now was the best time.

"Let me see..." Soul took out his wand and whispered the spell to open the Marauder's Map.

The parchment was quickly spread out in front of him, and the 'Welcome' process ended. One after another, moving black dots with labels appeared in front of Sur's eyes without reservation.

Justin and Morne's names are in the lower right corner representing the Hufflepuff Common Room.

Cedric Diggory's name was crowded together with seven or eight black dots. When Suor returned to the dormitory from the lounge just now, he heard them discussing the tactical arrangements for tomorrow's Quidditch match.

It is worth mentioning that after the previous Quidditch captain had to give up Quidditch due to the upcoming NEWTs exam in seventh grade, Cedric successfully took over the position of captain and concurrently served as the captain of the Hufflepuff team. Seeker.

As soon as he took office, he declared that he would win the Quidditch Cup for Hufflepuff after several years.

Soul expressed his sincere blessing, well, blessing.

Having said that, he pulled back and focused his gaze on the upper right corner of the castle marked on the map. There were countless small black dots crowded together.

A large group of names floating back and forth in a fixed position made Disul dizzy.

He tried hard to identify Hermione Granger from the pile of names, making sure that he was looking for the right place, but strangely, there was no "Peter Pettigrew" in the name.

So Suer set his sights on the other two colleges.

Ravenclaw, no.

Slytherin, too.

Elsewhere, Professor Snape was quietly staying in his potion preparation room. No need to guess, he must be making potions.

Professor Dumbledore was walking back and forth in his principal's office, wondering what he was doing?Probably just taking care of everything.

Percy Weasley and his girlfriend Penello were stuck together in a corridor on the sixth floor of the castle.

George and Fred were also on the sixth floor, very close to Percy and his girlfriend, probably just down the corridor.

According to the two people's personalities of teasing people, maybe something interesting will happen?

On the entire map, there is not a single word marked---'Peter Pettigrew. '

On the contrary, in the Gryffindor lounge, Sule saw someone - 'peter Pettigrew'.

"Peter Pedro? (Transliteration), is there anyone in Gryffindor with this name?" Soul finally fixed his gaze on the Gryffindor lounge in the upper right corner and fell into deep thought.

He only knew the name Peter Pettigrew, but the name Peter Pettigrew was relatively unfamiliar...

At this time, the voices of Morn and Justin reviewing the chess game they had just concluded came in, getting closer and closer to the dormitory.

"The prank is over." Sol didn't care whether there was such a person in Gryffindor. He took out his wand and poked the Marauder's Map before stuffing it back under his pillow.

The next day, the rain that had been brewing all night soaked the castle. Soul dug out the scarf given to him by Hermione to resist the cold wind in the corridor. When he arrived in the auditorium, Wood was mobilizing at his long table. General Assembly.

What about the Hufflepuffs, you ask?

Oh, except for Cedric - this was his first battle after becoming captain, everyone else was still drinking whiskey with Uncle Merlin in their dreams. At least when Soul came out of the lounge, Cedric had just Their chaser was 'brought' out of the dormitory.

It was raining heavily in the sky, but judging from Wood's declaration - it was just a drizzle and could not stop their attack on victory.

"King Arthur will never stop fighting just because of a rainstorm."

The kid is already crazy about a house-level Quidditch cup, and yesterday I heard that his family sent him howling letters because of his performance in the course.

Strong winds and heavy rain could not stop the enthusiasm of teachers and students. In order to better watch this event, Professor McGonagall released a magic spell in the stands that could block the rain. Of course, only the little wizards in the stands had this treatment. .

Members of the Hufflepuff team finally rushed onto the field five minutes before the start of the game, holding umbrellas with rolled-up umbrellas.

5 minute later.

"Beep!" Mrs. Huo Qi didn't care about her image being soaked by the rain. She blew the silver whistle on her chest vigorously to announce the start of the game.

Rumor---I heard that Mrs. Huo Qi has a dream of being a referee in the World Quidditch Tournament, from classmate Know-How Maughan.

"Today it's you Hufflepuffs versus us Gryffindors, and you openly come to the hostile camp like this?" Hermione said to Soul who had sneaked into the Gryffindor stands with a weird look on her face.

"It doesn't matter." Soul waved his hand, said hello to the familiar Gryffindor little lions, and squeezed in next to Hermione and sat down.

"Our view on Quidditch has always been about participation."

Hermione reluctantly squeezed to the side to make some room for Soul.

Ron was yelling from the side, because Harry had taken the high ground on his Nimbus. For a Seeker, it was very important to be able to see the whole situation from the high ground.

"I want to ask you a question, Hermione, do you remember if there was a student named Peter Pedro in Gryffindor?"

"What?" Hermione had to put her ear to Soul because of the noise Ron made.

Looking at the pink and tender earlobes, Su Er resisted the urge to take a sip and repeated the question loudly.

"Pedilru?" Hermione lowered her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head affirmatively, "I have never heard of it, at least there is no one named Pedilru in our generation."

Soul nodded thoughtfully.

"Where did you know that name?" Hermione asked again.

At this time, Ron shouted again---'Beautiful! ', interrupting Suer's Chinese response.

The commentator Lee Jordan excitedly replayed the wonderful goal just now. Weasley passed the ball to a girl named Aria, and the girl quickly passed the ball to another girl named Angelina. , several people completed a passing and controlling cooperation, and finally Wood completed the score.

The Gryffindor stands erupted in cheers for the first score.

Soul had to press close to Hermione's ear.

"I'll tell you after the game is over."