Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

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"Does the professor know what it is?"

Harry shook his head and said:

"I didn't see my cousin. Dobby lent me this money. Come on, let's continue!"

George and Fred looked at each other disappointedly, suddenly feeling bored.

The fundamental purpose of their creating this game was to use Harry to cheat the gold coins out of Douglas and avenge their past grudge.

But now that we have come this far, we have no choice but to proceed. We will be retaliated against if we are discovered anyway, so why not make more money?

Harry pulled out another piece of paper from the box, which turned out to be a purple map fragment.

This time he pulled out another note without hesitation. When he saw the words on it, Harry's eyes widened and he tore the note into pieces angrily.

"Are you kidding me? Where did this rat come from? Tell me where this rat came from that stole my five purple fragments."

He never expected that there would be an option of being stolen.

George stepped forward and patted Harry on the shoulder, saying in surprise:

"This is an option set by the game designer, and we have no other options. If you're really angry, you can loudly curse the game designer, we have no objection.

But you're really lucky, we didn't get this option at the beginning. So, do you want to continue?"

Harry shook his shoulders, shook off George's hand and said:

"You call this good luck? I want to check the note in the box!"

Fred seemed to have guessed what Harry would say. He put the box on the table and said confidently:

"Oh, of course no problem."

"However, it is clear that you have hurt the trust between us..."

"So, you now need to pay one gold galleon and you can inspect it at will."

"If there's any problem, I can return all the Galleons I paid previously."

Looking at the sincere and sad expressions on their faces, Harry felt that his request was a bit too much.

However, thinking of all his belongings, he gritted his teeth and agreed with what they said.

After paying the Galleons, open the box and carefully examine the note on it.

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Congratulations on getting 5 blue map fragments!"

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Congratulations on getting 6 orange map fragments!"

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Congratulations on getting 9 green map fragments!"

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Congratulations on getting 10 red map fragments!"

When Harry saw the note, he was stunned. There were actually 10 red fragments directly.

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Unfortunately, your 8 red fragments were stolen by rats!"

"Lucky luck! You got the map! Unfortunately, one of your yellow fragments was stolen by a rat!"

"Lucky luck! You got the map! I'm sorry you didn't win anything. Thank you for participating. I wish you the best of luck!"

......

George and Fred noticed that Harry never took out his wand to test it, and smiled at each other.

Of course, even if Harry could detect traces of magic, they had another story ready.

Fred smiled and said:

"Harry, you have to look carefully, we are not lying to you!"

George also said:

"Look how lucky you are. You only got 5 stolen purple fragments. We got them back then. Thanks for participating."

Harry nodded subconsciously, then said firmly:

"Then go on. I don't believe my luck will always be this bad!"

The twins nodded repeatedly, indicating that they agreed with Harry's idea.

So Fred picked up the wooden box again.

Harry's heartbeat suddenly quickened when he saw this scene. He stared closely at Fred who was holding the wooden box and asked:

"Why do you have to pick up the wooden box? No, there must be something wrong here."

Fred said in surprise:

"From the beginning, it was said that this was a rite of passage. Of course, the previous generation owner needs to hold the wooden box while the next generation inheritors draw from it. What's the problem with that?"

George also said:

"Harry, why don't you just forget it? You don't trust us at all. As the current owner of the Marauder's Map, your questioning makes us very sad."

"Yes, we firmly believed in this game..."

"Only in this way can we successfully inherit this..."

Harry interrupted Fred and said:

"Wait, didn't you get this map from Filch's office? The most you know about the game is from this map. How could you possibly..."

Fred pushed George, and George immediately said:

"Because we know this map maker, of course. He tested us many years ago."

Harry thought about it and felt that it made sense. After all, the wizarding world was so small, and the Weasleys were a wizarding family, so it made sense for them to know the map maker.

He took a deep breath and said:

"Since it's the maker's request, then let's continue."

Five minutes later, Harry looked at his empty purse.

After a fierce struggle with the rat, he was still short of 1 purple map fragment.

Harry stared blankly at the empty purse.

George coughed lightly and asked:

"Harry, are you still going?"

Harry slowly raised his head and glanced at the two of them, then gritted his teeth and said:

"That's fifty gold Galleons!"

Fred reminded:

"That's 48! So, are you planning to borrow some money from the professor to continue the game? We can wait for you."

Harry smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly:

“No, actually, I’ve already guessed that there must be some kind of magic controlling those notes, otherwise my luck wouldn’t be so bad.

If we continue, I don’t think the entire Gringotts vault will be enough.

So I'll just treat these 50... oh no, 48 Galleons as lost. Don't worry, since it's the rules of the game, I will definitely abide by them and won't ask for them back."

After saying that, Harry turned around somewhat dejectedly, intending to go back to his dormitory to have a good sleep.

He felt that this experience was just like a dream. He had spent so many gold galleons without realizing it. Although he didn't have much idea about spending money, he still felt very uncomfortable.

There were several times during the process when I suspected that the box must have some kind of magic, but I just couldn't help but want to continue...

Just then, George and Fred shouted:

"Wait Harry!"

Harry turned around and looked at the two smiling people in confusion. In his opinion, that was a naked mockery. He said unhappily:

"What else? I won't waste a single knut on this."

George stepped forward, hugged Harry's shoulders, shook him and said:

"Congratulations, you passed the test!"

Harry was even more confused:

"What did you say?"

Fred smiled and said:

"George, it seems our president is so happy that his ears are no longer working."

Harry glared at him. It was a bit embarrassing to say that he was the president of the detective agency at this time.

"I gave up, how did I pass the test?"

George explained with a wicked smile:

"Yes, the condition for passing the test is to refuse to participate in this game. We have reminded you several times."

Fred said even more harshly:

"Actually, from the very beginning, if you had resolutely given up participating in this game, this map would have been yours!"

There was a rumbling sound in Harry's mind, and he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Chapter 227 A Name That Should Not Appear

Harry asked hesitantly:

"why?"

George and Fred said seriously:

"This map is also known as the Adventurer's Map."

"A map that helps you explore various locations at Hogwarts."

"There are still many dangerous places in Hogwarts, such as the Forbidden Forest and Myrtle's bathroom..."

"Oh, George, you forgot about the Defence Against the Dark Arts Office..."

Harry chuckled when he heard this. He could understand why the two of them mentioned the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, so he added:

"Haha, don't forget the Potions classroom and Snape's office..."

George and Fred gave Harry a thumbs-up:

"Genius!"

"The perfect successor!"

"However, through this game, we want to tell you that adventurers are not gamblers. You only have one life, so when encountering difficulties, you must learn to control your emotions and never act impulsively!"

"We're doing this for your own good!"

Harry looked back and forth between the two of them. Why did it feel so out of place coming from a Gryffindor's mouth?

The most important thing is why these words sound so familiar.

He said doubtfully:

"Don't tell me that this was also told to you by the producer!"

George and Fred blinked and said

"How clever, Harry!"

“We actually don’t agree with this statement!”

"As a Gryffindor, you probably don't agree with this either!"

"You can curse the producer as much as you want, but he can't hear you anyway!"

Harry tilted his head and sneered:

"Why don't you just curse a few words first so I can hear you."