Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 55 055. The first tentative plan

It was late at night, and when Scott walked out of Ravenclaw Tower, he put on the hood of the black cloak.

Through a long corridor, he walked into the main building of the castle, and then released the raven who had been exploring the way for him.

Fortunately, he didn't meet anyone along the way, and he came to the agreed classroom smoothly.

When he opened the door, he saw two figures in the dark turning their heads to look at him at the same time.

"George, Fred."

Scott cast a lighting spell, stretched out his hand to take the raven falling from the sky, and looked at the twinkling eyes with some amusement.

"I remember our appointment was 1am?" he said.

"We can't wait!" Fred said with a smile.

George also winked at him, "Don't talk about us, you arrived a lot earlier, Scott."

Scott slammed the door shut and cast an Anti-Disturbance Charm on the door.

The empty classroom fell into darkness again.

Soon, Fred lights a candle.

"To keep the crazy Filch from bothering us."

Scott waved his wand at the windows of the classroom, and the heavy curtains on the windows automatically taut.

"It shouldn't be exposed, right?"

He thought for a moment, then waved his wand a few more times, turning all the curtains a deep black.

"It's still better." He nodded in satisfaction.

"Good job Scott," said George. "That old Filch has gone mad after the cat accident, and he thinks Harry did it."

Scott walked over to the two of them and sat down on a chair next to an old desk.

The three started talking around a half-burning candle.

"Let's talk about your plan, smart Scott." Fred said impatiently, "How do we find the damn heir."

"Do you have any ideas? After all, the two of you have a lot of good ideas." Scott asked back.Of course, what he wanted to say was actually a ghost idea.

"We? We think we should closely monitor the movements of Slytherin students, and use our secret weapon!"

George took out an old parchment from his arms and spread it on the table, smiling smugly at Scott.

"That's right! That's the secret to our continued success in the war with Filch over the years."

Fred took out his wand and tapped the parchment.

"Okay."

He winked mischievously, then said to the parchment in a solemn tone as if he had sworn at a wedding: "I solemnly swear I have done nothing good!"

Immediately, flowing black lines appeared from where the tip of Fred's wand had touched.

The lines crisscrossed each other and quickly extended to every corner of the parchment.

Writing also began to appear on the top of the parchment, a kind of green arc in large letters - [Suppliers for Magical Mischief Makers Moonface, Wormtail, Bigfoot and Prongs Gentlemen proudly present the Marauder's Map. ]
Marauder map.

Scott's lips curled, which was one of the reasons he would invite the Weasley twins to act together.

"Wow!"

He exclaimed, fully satisfied that the twins wanted to show off, then lowered his head and leaned into the candle light to carefully examine the contents of the parchment.

This map depicts Hogwarts Castle and the grounds in every detail.

What Scott really cares about are the tiny dots of ink that move along the map, each marked with a name in tiny letters.

This is a magical item that can monitor the movements of all personnel within Hogwarts.

He deliberately checked the situation in Gryffindor Tower and confirmed that Ginny was staying in the bedroom at this time.

"Unbelievable, this is really a good thing." He praised softly, "Where did you find this treasure?"

"Oh, thanks for the compliment, Scott."

George and Fred were simply smug.

"This is the treasure we found from Filch's office."

"It's hidden in the drawer of the cupboard!"

"Obviously, he didn't know it was a treasure."

"He probably thought it was a blank tattered parchment?"

"It's our wit that discovered its real use!"

Scott didn't say that he didn't praise the two of them just now, but praised again: "Great, with this, our actions will be much smoother."

Then he started talking about his previous conversation with Ms. Gray.

George and Fred listened with relish.

After repeating Ms. Gray's words, Scott said to them: "From Ms. Gray's words, it is not difficult for us to deduce that the so-called 'Slytherin heir' should be fake, and it appeared 50 years ago, and killed A Ravenclaw Muggle-born student died."

At this time, both George and Fred became a little serious. The petrification of the cat and the killing of the student are two different things.

"Fifty years ago?" George analyzed. "If this person did what happened 50 years ago, we would have very few people to suspect."

"There weren't many people who were at Hogwarts 50 years ago, and..." Fred shook his head, "None of them seem like they would do such a thing."

"It seems that my previous idea of ​​monitoring Slytherin students seems to be a bit bad." George spread his hands.

Scott said, "No, everyone is suspect."

"This action may be the person 50 years ago, maybe his descendants, maybe that person used magic to control a certain student, it's all possible." He explained.

Fred's eyes widened, and he said in a low voice, "Imperial Curse?"

"Maybe."

Scott smiled. Half of his face was illuminated by the dim light of the candle, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness, looking a little scary.

Seeing that the twins' expressions were a little heavy, he reassured and said, "Don't worry, my first tentative plan will not be dangerous at all."

"Oh! You never said what the plan was?" Fred immediately regained his energy.

Scott smiled again and said: "I want to imitate the other party's practice. Let's assume that the guy who operates undercover is very concerned about his 'Slytherin Heir' title, think about it..."

He guided George and Fred, "If we add a new 'message' next to each other's 'message', what would we write that would totally piss that person off? Make him want to spoil our 'message' ?"

"So it is!"

George and Fred looked at each other, and the two began to gear up.

"Oh! That's definitely the part we're good at!" they said confidently.

Scott nodded, "I've made a deal with Eddie that he will be responsible for getting the new 'message' content to spread throughout the school as quickly as possible tomorrow morning. Will be destroyed by ordinary students."

Having said that, he took out a manual film camera from the deformed lizard skin bag around his waist and placed it on the old school desk.

"In the end, it's all about monitoring and documenting who actually destroys the 'message'."

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