Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Just as everyone was putting forward their opinions, a cold voice came over:

"Everyone who gathers privately in the corridor will have 10 points deducted from the school score."

Then they heard a clattering sound coming from the credit funnel in the auditorium.

Everyone glared at Snape who suddenly appeared.

Snape looked at the students who dared to remain silent and sneered again:

"They can't even catch a mouse. I really don't know how Sherlock Holmes taught such a bunch of losers. Or do they think they are heroes just because they follow that arrogant savior?

Haha, luckily there are no Slytherin students here, otherwise I would punish them by making them catch 100 mice each and then gut them... What are you looking at? If you look again, 50 points will be deducted from each of you."

As soon as Snape finished speaking, the group scattered and ran away.

They felt so frustrated today. First, they were looked down upon by Peter, who only talked to Harry the whole time. Then they were driven away by the Aurors, then by Professor Holmes, and now by Snape...

When Neville and several Gryffindors ran to the corner of the westernmost corridor on the third floor, they suddenly stopped and shouted.

"not good!"

Everyone stopped and drew their wands to look around cautiously.

Neville scratched his head and said, "It seems that there are the most people from Gryffindor in the crowd just now, so..."

Everyone also reacted and wailed.

"Hopefully we won't be kicked out of Gryffindor by Professor McGonagall."

......

Defense Against the Dark Arts Office.

Just as the dinner was coming to an end, Harry remembered that a group of roommates were waiting for him.

So he took his leave, and at the same time he said to Sirius:

"Sirius, may I invite you to tour Hogwarts Castle tomorrow? I think your classmates would love to meet you."

After hearing Harry's question, Sirius quickly guessed Harry's purpose. With red eyes, he said, "No problem!"

Douglas on the side coughed lightly: "Ahem!"

Sirius suddenly remembered the contract that had pitted his son against him, and said to Harry, "I need to think about this. You know I'm not a Hogwarts employee, so I can't visit Hogwarts Castle without an invitation."

At the same time he winked hard at Harry, and then winked at Harry to go find Douglas.

After receiving the signal, Harry turned around and asked Douglas:

"Uncle, I want to show Sirius around Hogwarts Castle tomorrow. Can you help me?"

Douglas shrugged and said in a helpless tone:

"I'm afraid I can't do that. After all, only the Hogwarts Headmaster is entitled to invite anyone... However, you can hold an award ceremony in the classroom tomorrow. As the head of the detective agency, I think you could invite Sirius to attend and give an important speech. After all, he is the target of your mission."

Douglas added sternly:

"Sirius, you can't be anywhere outside the office and classroom tomorrow..."

Sirius looked at Harry's expectant expression, touched the newly bought wand in his sleeve unwillingly, and nodded as if to agree.

When Harry saw that Sirius agreed, he quickly extended an invitation to Lupin and Douglas.

Lupin happily agreed to Harry's request.

Douglas didn't want to attend a meeting with a group of students during the holiday, so he refused Harry's request.

Just as Harry was about to leave, he called Sirius to the corner near the door. After making sure he was at a distance from Douglas, he leaned over to Sirius' ear and whispered:

"Sirius, do you know the Marauder's Map? I saw the name Padfoot on it. Was this created by you and my cousin?"

Sirius glanced at Douglas who was drinking tea with Lupin, then smiled and whispered to Harry:

"In this room are the two makers of the Marauder's Map, but Douglas is not one of them.

"Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, gentlemen dedicated to assisting magical mischief-makers, proudly present the Marauder's Map." "That was a small achievement of our school days..."

Harry said in shock:

"You? Yes, there are exactly four code names, corresponding to the four people in the photo. So this map was not made by my cousin and passed down to them... It was made by my father, you, Professor Lupin, and that rat."

Sirius asked doubtfully, "What inheritance to whom?"

Harry took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said, "No one. You're Padfoot, so what's my father?"

Sirius did not delve into Harry's question, but explained:

"Your father is Prongs, Remus is Moony, and that guy. I think you can guess what we got our names from now."

Harry thought for a moment and said in surprise, "Animagus?"

Sirius rubbed Harry's head and praised: "What a clever boy."

Chapter 256 Christmas Gift

When Harry left Douglas' office, he did not take the rewards, nor did he take the Firebolt with him. He wanted to use the Firebolt as a secret weapon in the Quidditch match next semester.

When he appeared in the auditorium, the members who were waiting for him there saw that he had nothing in his hands, and their faces immediately showed disappointment.

Most people stepped forward, patted Harry on the shoulder, and advised:

"It doesn't matter if there's no reward. After all, we didn't complete the task any better."

"But we haven't been without success. The Daily Prophet published a little bit about our Charon Detective Agency, although it said we were assisted by the Aurors."

"Harry, don't be sad. Don't forget that we still have the gold Galleons provided by the generous Mr. Malfoy."

"Harry, did you have hot pot, or beef hot pot?"

Harry, who had been tense and wanted to continue acting for a while, smiled after hearing this and changed the subject.

"Don't worry, everyone! We've got all the rewards. The award ceremony will be held at the Charon Detective Agency at 10 a.m. tomorrow. You'll never guess who I invited."

George and Fred shouted:

"Merlin's beard, you didn't call Professor Holmes?"

"You won't ask us to memorize the text first before giving us the reward, right?"

Harry cleared his throat and said loudly: "The person attending the award ceremony tomorrow is the target of our project, my godfather Sirius Black, and Professor Lupin."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, the hall was filled with a flurry of discussions.

"Who did he say?"

"His godfather, Sirius Black?"

"The fugitive who was wrongly accused for twelve years?"

"Don't forget he's not a fugitive anymore."

"But to have escaped Azkaban and still not been caught by the Ministry of Magic, you must be quite impressive."

"So should we go check it out tomorrow?"

Just as the hall was filled with noise, Hermione stood on the bench, cast an amplifying spell on herself and said loudly:

"I'm officially announcing that the Charon Detective Agency awards ceremony will be held in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at 10 a.m. tomorrow.

However, only members of the Charon Detective Agency who were currently attending the event were invited to participate, and they were able to have a friendly and cordial conversation with Mr. Black. This was Mr. Black's first public appearance since his vindication.

Hermione's words caused dissatisfaction and condemnation from many classmates.

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom belongs to everyone. Why can't we go?"

"Let us see what kind of reward Professor Holmes has sponsored for you."

"Hmph, I wouldn't bother going to a place like this where kids play. I'm sure my test scores will be enough to get a Dragon Ball from the professor."

Charon Detective Agency looked at Hermione worriedly.

Hermione just waved her hand, but unfortunately the scene did not quiet down as she had expected, which made her a little embarrassed.

Some of the prefects in the hall watched Hermione's performance as if it were a play.

Hermione looked determined and used the amplification spell again and said:

“Although everyone is unable to participate in this Charon Detective Agency event, there is still a chance.

After Christmas, the Charon Detective Agency will be recruiting again, and we will have various activities and rewards in the future..."

Hermione's words elicited secret approval from the members of Charon's Detective Agency.

The commotion they caused was quickly suppressed by several class leaders.

Over the next few days, Hogwarts returned to its usual pre-Christmas bustle. When decorating the Great Hall for Christmas, several senior students even suggested using Transfiguration to create Dementors, then cast a spell to make them float and wander above the Great Hall.

Originally, they planned to release their own Patronus Charms and chase the group of fake Dementors to put on a show for everyone.

However, since their Patronus Charm was a product that Douglas had mixed with his own products, it was stopped by a joint protest by ghosts in the school, which made them very regretful.

The building called the tower stood on the castle grounds. Douglas had not taken the tower back since Peeves was released.

The students wanted to decorate the tower like a giant Christmas tree, but Douglas stopped them. He then personally hung rows of red lanterns on the beams of the tower, which illuminated the entire castle red at night.

Time soon arrived on Christmas Day.

Waking up early in the morning, the students happily opened the express packages.

Harry looked at the small pile of presents in front of him, wondering who had sent them.

Ron suddenly exclaimed:

"Harry, Harry, look at this, isn't it exactly the same as yours? Bill gave it to me."

Harry turned around and saw Ron holding an amulet that looked very similar to his own. The workmanship looked like it had been made by his cousin, except that Ron's name was added to it.

After reading the note left by Bill, Ron said excitedly:

"This thing really is what Bill and Professor Holmes got. It has the same function as yours. Bill told me to wear it close to my body and not to take it off under any circumstances. By the way, what did the professor give you for Christmas?"

Harry showed a bitter look on his face and took out a thick set of test papers called "Extracurricular Interest Test Questions".

Ron asked puzzledly, "Which exam simulation is this?"

Harry shook his head and said, "It's exactly what it says. The questions in it are not from the textbook. In addition to some weird magical knowledge, there is also a lot of knowledge about the Muggle world."

Ron looked at Harry sympathetically and said with a sigh:

"I think Hermione will like this gift."

Harry also said with emotion: "I even suspect that my cousin gave the wrong gift."

Then Ron found a small box at the bottom of the pile of gifts. When he opened it, he found a little owl inside. When it saw Ron, it immediately woke up from its sleepy state and became very excited, flying around Ron.

Harry laughed and said, "It looks like a snitch with fur, although it is indeed an owl."

Ron found some torn pieces of paper at the bottom of the box and tried to piece them together, barely able to form a sentence:

[I'm sorry for losing your mouse. This piglet is your new pet. I hope you like it. - Sirius].

Ron said excitedly, "Harry, this is the new pet Sirius gave me. I thought he was just talking that day."

Sirius had indeed mentioned this to Ron during the Charon Detective Agency event, and he had asked Harry afterwards what kind of pet Ron would like.

Harry said that Ron had been complaining about the old owl at home, but he didn't expect Sirius to find such a small owl. He looked at the little owl again and felt that it was not even as heavy as a thick letter.

"Ron, what are you going to name it?"

Ron happily fiddled with the little owl and shook his head:

"I haven't thought about it yet. It was too sudden. By the way, what gift did Sirius give you? I just saw that the professor gave me a box of dragon beard candies. It was really great. I was so scared just now that I didn't dare to open it. I was afraid that it would be a test paper like you."

Chapter 257 Zhu Weiqiong

Harry rummaged through the pile of gifts and finally found an envelope at the bottom. When he opened it, he found it was from Sirius with only one sentence on it.

Come to the office at nine o'clock. —Sirius

Ron came over and saw the words on the note. He asked curiously, "What does it mean?"

Harry shook his head and then checked the time. It was already half past eight.

Afterwards, the two of them planned to go to the auditorium to eat something. Ron put the little owl on his shoulder and walked outside proudly.