if i am not me

In October, a cold and damp wind swept across Hogwarts.More and more people are suffering from colds, and because of Madam Pomfrey's cold medicine, people can often see a boy or girl passing by with smoke coming out of their ears.Slytherin conducted several training sessions in this terrible climate, which caused Flint to receive complaints from many players.Of course, it's just a complaint. Although everyone is quite dissatisfied, they can only show the greatest momentum to hone the cooperation and tactics between the teams when they think about the future games.

It was another practice day, and Harry and Drake, who had just finished training, rushed into the castle shrinking, leaving countless footprints on the ground with muddy water on their feet.If it was normal, they would never lose their composure like this, but at this moment, the sweat after training has been icy cold by the cold wind, and the clammy clothes stick to their bodies, it doesn't feel good.The two couldn't wait to go back to the dormitory and take a hot shower. As for the manners, let's talk about them after they warm up.

"Ha! Dirty ghosts! Finally let me catch you!" Suddenly, Filch's screams echoed in the corridor. Before Draco and Harry realized what was going on, Filch took Then Mrs. Norris rushed in front of the two of them.He stared excitedly at the mud dripping from the jerseys and shoes of the two men and said loudly, "You guys have fed me up, come with me!" Then he turned and left.

Draco was originally in a bad mood because of the weather, but when he was teased by Filch, he immediately became angry, but just as he was about to open his mouth to reprimand Filch, he was pulled away by Harry.Looking at Harry puzzled, seeing him blinking and shaking his head, Harry had no choice but to take his hand and follow.

Drake hadn't been to Filch's office yet, and theoretically Harry hadn't either, but Harry had memories of his previous life, so Harry knew exactly how many secret passages there were in this small room.

There was only an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling in this dim room, there were no windows, and it smelled like fried fish.Several large wooden cabinets leaned against the wall, which were used to store the files of students who violated discipline, and it was written in detail who did what wrong and was punished for what, and the files of Fred and George alone accounted for A whole drawer.A shiny pair of chains and handcuffs hung just behind the wall of Filch's desk, but judging by the rust on the keyhole at work it hadn't been used in years, and everyone at school knew that Filch often Begged Dumbledore to allow him to hang the students upside down from the ceiling, but was denied.

Filch went straight to the table, took out a quill, and started looking for parchment.

"Dragon dung," he said angrily, "frog brains, mouse urine...Merlin, these little devils. Where is the form...here..." After finishing speaking, he took out a large roll of parchment from the drawer and placed it on the table. Lay it out and put some ink on the pen.

"Name...Harry Johnson, Draco Malfoy. Case..."

"It's just a little bit of mud!" Drake said coldly when he saw that Filch wanted to record.

"That's for you, and for me, that's an hour's worth of cleaning!" Filch yelled too, a drop of nose water shaking and falling from his bulbous nostril.The disgusting move made Draco lean back so violently that he almost stepped on Harry's foot. "Hmph! Case: Defile the castle... The proposed punishment is..."

Covering his nose with a piece of paper, he squinted at the expressionless Harry and the disgusted Draco, who were holding their breath and listening.Smiling maliciously, Filch tightened his quill pen and was about to record, when there was a sudden loud noise from the ceiling, shaking the kerosene lamp so that it almost fell off.

"Peeves!" Filch roared angrily, dropped his pen and ran out without looking back. "I must catch you this time, you won't be able to escape." Mrs. Norris followed closely, and in an instant, only Harry and Draco were left in the room looking at each other.

Looking at the room where there were only two people left, Harry smiled happily - as expected, he remembered correctly, it really is today, it seems that he would feel sorry for Merlin if he didn't seize this opportunity!

Pretending to be looking around, while Draco's attention was attracted by a purple envelope with silver writing on the table, Harry quickly came to the cabinet where Fred and George had found the Marauder's Map, and acted curiously. The appearance began to turn up.Drake noticed Harry's movement, and just gave him a thumbs up approvingly, then lowered his head and continued to read the interesting letter.

After a while, Harry finally found the blank parchment.Hehe smiled and put it in his pocket. After sorting out the messy files, Harry slowly swayed to Draco's side.

"What, have you been looking at it for so long? Put it back, maybe Filch will be back soon." Harry knew that Draco had read the contents of the letter, and reminded him.

Returning the letter to its original shape, Draco didn't put it back in its original position, but just put the letter two feet away from its original position.Seeing Harry's puzzled eyes, Draco smiled proudly: "I have a way to make it impossible for us to be punished."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Filch appearing at the door of the office with Mrs. Norris with a triumphant expression on her face.He looked at the two people standing obediently in front of the table, and then at his table, his expression suddenly became subtle.

I saw his face turn from white to blue, and then from blue to red.The stumbling steps are completely different from the calmness just now. "Have you... read this letter?" As he spoke, he picked up the letter and stuffed it into the drawer of the desk.

"No." Harry said immediately, but he slandered inwardly, "I haven't read it, but Draco did, and he didn't answer you. '

Hearing this, Filch's hands with protruding knuckles twisted together. "If I guess you've read mine...it's not mine, it's for a friend. It may seem...but..."

Harry and Draco watched him, and Filch couldn't have been more excited than he was now.His eyes popped out, his fat cheeks twitched constantly. "Okay, fine. Let's go...don't tell anyone...don't tell...but if you really haven't read it...forget it, let's go, I'm going to write the Peeves report now...leave here……"

Out of Filch's office, Draco immediately laughed.Harry coughed to remind Drake not to forget his existence, and then Drake said triumphantly. "I didn't expect that Filch was actually a Squib, and that letter just now is the proof that he is a Squib! He was afraid that we would speak out, so he wanted to curry favor with us."

"No wonder he let us go like this. I'm still surprised. Hehe, this trip was not in vain!" Harry nodded knowingly, and Harry showed a wicked smile.

"By the way. What did you just take?" Draco asked curiously, remembering Harry's actions in Filch's office.

"I'll find out when I get back, it should be very interesting!" Looking around, Harry indicated that this is not the place to answer questions.Just a gust of cold wind blew by, so the two shivering boys ran back to the Slytherin cellar laughing wantonly.

In the evening, the two boys didn't start their homework as usual, and climbed onto Harry's bed early. Harry looked around and put down the curtains.Casting a Lumos, Draco flicked his wand to light up the veil, and Harry cast another Soundproofing Charm, which brought out the blank parchment.

"I found this in the confiscated locker. A blank piece of parchment is rare, isn't it?" Harry lifted the parchment, and Draco took it out and looked at it carefully. After a while, he wrinkled frown. "Rare?"

"Cough!" With a fake cough, Harry glanced at the empty blank space on the paper. Indeed, it is of course unremarkable just looking at it like this, "Give it to me."

"Before I found this roll of parchment, I first saw a very ordinary note, as if glued to this parchment, very ordinary material-it said 'I solemnly swear that I have done no good' .If I hadn't seen this note, I wouldn't touch this piece of paper, and here's the magic, the note disappeared after I read it. I think it's a spell, only Let certain people see it, or I wouldn't have stayed there for so many years..." Telling Drake the pre-conceived argument, Harry knew that it would be irrefutable even if Draco doubted it.

Harry didn't know how Fred and George knew about the spell, but now he was the one who got the Marauder's Map, and it was only a matter of thought to find an excuse.

Draco's eyes lit up by Harry's words, he glanced at the paper, and said with some expectation, "Then give it a try!"

Smiling, Harry immediately put the Marauder's Map in his left hand, raised his right hand holding the wand, lightly touched the parchment and said, "I solemnly swear that I have done no good!"

After speaking, a thin ink line like a spider's web suddenly appeared from the place where the wand had just touched.These lines meet and intersect each other, extending to every corner of the parchment.Then writing began to appear on the top of the parchment:

Supplies to Magical Mischief Makers Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs Gentlemen proudly present the Marauder's Map This is a very detailed map of Hogwarts Castle, but the most amazing thing is not this .What really surprised Draco from ear to ear were the thin, moving dots of ink, on which names were marked in small cursive letters, and some places on the map showed that in addition to the corresponding place names, Bending down to take a closer look, you can even see Dumbledore's name on the small dot in the upper left corner pacing back and forth in the headmaster's office, Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, walking towards the second floor, and Peeves is jumping up and down in the souvenir room now.

"Oh my god..." Draco twitched his lips and looked deeply at Harry. After all, he believed that Harry would not be unclear about the meaning of this map. "Today, we are really lucky!" Two pairs of bright eyes looked at each other's shining light, and the two boys looked at each other and smiled.

However, the joy of getting the Marauder's Map could not be conveyed to their good friends. During the Potions class, they found that Neville's face was really terrible, and his state directly frightened Ron who was sitting next to him.Poor Ron, although his grades have improved amazingly since he and Neville sat at the same table in Potions class, he feels more and more insecure about his life.

After being severely deducted 5 points by Snape, Neville ended today's Potions class.After class, Harry and Drake walked up to the three who wanted to go to the restaurant, and abducted Ron with their arms. Harry turned his head to look at Neville, "Dude, are you alright?"

Neville was in a daze, and it took him a while to realize that Harry was asking him. He rubbed his cheek wearily, and he shook his head. "It's nothing, it's just that I've been hearing strange sounds recently, which are scary..."

Before Harry and the others could make a statement, Ron spoke up. "We think he's a little weak?" Pointing to his head, he shrugged with a strange expression. "We've been together, but Hermione and I haven't heard anything."

Hermione glared at him, and said seriously, "It's a neurasthenia! We've tried several methods, but nothing works. I'm going to write a letter to my father later to see how Muggles treat it.

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"Ah!" Harry nodded, knowing that he agreed with Hermione's decision, but he didn't expect Hermione to think it was a sign of neurasthenia.Draco patted Neville's shoulder with a calm expression, and said in a relaxed tone, "Isn't he scared? But those people are indeed a little more enthusiastic, especially the little man in the first year of your academy..."

Pulling the corner of his mouth with difficulty, Neville sighed helplessly, and murmured in an almost inaudible voice. "Hope I'm really just having a nervous breakdown..."

Seeing this, Draco also had a rare sympathy, "Don't worry, there will always be a solution! If it doesn't work, go to Madam Pomfrey. Her medicine is very effective, but the taste is a bit strange."

Hearing this, Ron suddenly said with a strange expression, "Ginny didn't dare to go to the infirmary after taking her medicine once... She said that Madam Pomfrey's medicine is scarier than my mother's! "

Neville's face paled when he heard that, and Ron was knocked by Harry and Hermione in an instant, and he patted his head and shut up.

"Cough...don't think so scary, maybe in a few days you will find that there is nothing wrong." With a fake cough, Harry said seriously, causing other people to chatter and start talking nonsense. Neville's attention.Under the persuasion of several people, Neville also felt that he really seemed to be just an auditory hallucination, so he gradually smiled.

Only Harry knew that this...was just the beginning.