Chapter 279： Maps and Magic

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After half an hour-

Sirius was sitting on the sofa with a dark face. He heard the bad news that Peter Pettigrew had run away, or, in other words, hiding in a place where no one knew it, and pretending to be dead.

He thought frustratedly, could it be that what he has done for so long has been useless?

Felix picked out another book from the shelf, which actually mentioned a complete ancient magic. The portrait of Principal Phineas Black did not deceive him. The book collection here is indeed unusual, although some of it was moved from the Hogwarts restricted area.

It seems that when the old man was the principal, he used to work for the welfare of his family.

It is a pity that things are impermanent, and the Black family has fallen to this point...

"Have you tried a live map?" Sirius asked suddenly.

"Live a map, what's that?" Felix looked up from the book.

Sirius said in a muffled voice, "It is a moving map that records the location and secret roads of Hogwarts. It looks like a stack of folded parchment, which we made together when we were in school-I, Zhan. M, Remus, and... Peter Pettigrew."

"The live spot map can mark the tracks of everyone within Hogwarts, even Dumbledore."

Felix blinked. He already knew what Lupin was asking for Filch. He affirmed: "This map should be confiscated by Filch."

"We deliberately." Sirius curled his lips. "At that time we are about to graduate and we are eagerly hoping that someone can inherit our sacred prank business, so we find an appropriate opportunity to attract Filch's attention and let him accept it. Go to the map."

Felix nodded slightly, it turned out that there was still such a history.

Sirius wondered: "Didn't Remus tell you?"

Felix said softly: "The map is lost, Filch admits himself."

"That old rice bucket!" Sirius yelled unwillingly. He smashed the wall violently, and then frustrated: "Even if there is a map, it may not work. Peter Dwarf can block his name."

"Shield? Did you use the Human Tracking Curse?"

"More than that, there are tracing spells, footprints, name magic, miniature simulation spells, concealment spells, anti-disturbance spells, protection magic, and later also a collection of transformation, divination and alchemy...too many things.

Felix looked at Sirius in surprise, he himself had only mastered some of the spells.

Sirius explained: "In the beginning, James brought a magic map making book from home. We relied on this book to make the prototype of the map of the living point. Of course-there was no moving name at that time. Later we turned it over again. I went all over the library and found spells that could lock the trail from various corners and corners, and kept adding them. In the end, it was hard for us to remember exactly how many spells we used."

He spread his hand out, "You know, when we saw Principal Dumbledore's name appear on the map, we thought we were invincible in the world, and no one could escape the tracking of the live spot map, because you could avoid a certain one. Magical exploration, but I can’t prevent the second, third, fourth..."

Felix couldn't help but rub his hand in admiration. If Sirius didn't say it, who would know these things? He even saw the shadows of the other three producers through Sirius.

An amazing magical creation just appeared in the hands of four students who hadn't graduated.

The subsequent encounters are even more embarrassing. The war interrupted their normal life trajectory, and if it hadn't been mentioned by Sirius, the existence of the map itself might have been quietly submerged in history.

"How did the four of you divide the work?" Felix couldn't help asking for more information. If it could be copied, it would definitely not be inferior to any known magic item.

Sirius glanced at him weirdly, "Jaime is good at transfiguration. I am good at spells, especially silent spells. Many spells are added after I learned them. Remus knows everything. He puts a bunch of scattered things. Glue it together, as for Peter Pettigrew..."

He frowned, resisting the ill feeling, and said, "He is more careful and checks for missing holes."

After Sirius finished speaking, he paused thoughtfully. He looked at Felix for a while, and said slowly: "Maybe he may not necessarily be able to shield the live spot map."

"why?"

"I remember—there was a spell, only James and I knew. During the seventh-grade Halloween holiday, we went home separately, and James found an interesting magic in the old house."

He looked at Felix, with light in his eyes, "That's a curse, or enslavement magic. No, it's not accurate," he frowned. "It should be a contract."

"Magic contract?"

"Yes," Sirius said affirmatively. He glanced at the study door and said in a low voice: "That's a very old book. The author of the book participated in the house-elf war. The wizard at that time invented a magic. Specially used to enslave house elves."

Felix raised his eyebrows, and said in a magical tone: "Does this have anything to do with the map of the point of life? Wait-I thought, is the connection between the master and the servant?"

Sirius was surprised by his keenness. "You are right. There is a close connection between the house elves and their owners. This connection is deeply rooted and passed on from generation to generation. Now few people know about it, so the house elves I will never betray my master."

Not always……

Felix thought to himself that enslavement by magic is always inferior. There is no magic that is eternal and unbreakable. Dobby is an example. Even the side effects of the Heart Drilling Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, weren't he cracked?

Following this line of thought, for him, the Heart Drilling Curse actually no longer works. pain? He has too many ways to shield the pain. What's really terrifying about the Heart Drilling Mantra is that it transcends the flesh and reaches the deepest part of the mind.

And when he protects his memory layer by layer, the Heart Drilling Curse has very limited influence on him, but it can act as a disguise...

Sirius continued to say: "--think about it, no matter where you are, the owner can summon the house elves, oh, Azkaban can't work, I tried it, maybe the distance is too far..."

"Maybe the Ministry of Magic collected this part of the information and made corresponding precautions." Felix guessed.

"In short, James and I tried to add part of this magic-when the owner called, the house elves perceive the owner's location because of the contract effect-into the map, we designed a little trick," Sirius happily He laughed, "When you walk into Hogwarts, you sign a temporary blank contract by default, which has no binding force, and you can even refuse!"

Felix smiled and said: "The premise is that the person discovers the contract, but I think you will not let it take effect at all, but are in a waiting state..."

"That's it!" Sirius said excitedly, and he let out a strange cry: "It's completely harmless, but your position will be exposed."

"The best thing is that Peter Pettigrew doesn’t know this. Just a few days after the Halloween holiday, we decided to leave the map at Hogwarts-with Filch’s hand to find the next owner, his office only There will be the most adventurous students, and we have set some restrictions for this."

Sirius was plunged into happy memories, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered softly.

After a long while, he said sadly: "It's a pity that the map is lost."

Felix pondered: "If you are asked to re-make a map of the points of life, can you do it? Lupin is also in school, he might be able to help."

"I know he's there," Sirius said, and he thought for a long time. "It will be difficult to remake, I don't remember many things..."

"We can try it together, I am very interested in it."

"We?" Sirius stared at Felix in a daze.

Felix didn't answer, he glanced at the time, "There are still two hours before ten o'clock, it's completely too late."

He said happily: "I'm going to take you to Hogwarts. Of course, I have to get in touch with Principal Dumbledore first. Well, maybe I will face inquiries from the Ministry of Magic. I will lie that I didn't catch you. Let you run away. I don't know if anyone will believe..."

Sirius stared at Felix and he felt like he was being mocked.

"Excuse me, where is Phineas Black's portrait? I didn't see him in the row of portraits on the wall."

"...In the second bedroom on the right hand side of the second floor platform."

Felix walked away, and a few minutes later, he came back again, "I have already said, Dumbledore will let us move more secretly." He gently touched the ring on his left hand with his wand, and took out a seal from the inside. A candy box with the words Duke of Honey.

"what is this?"

"The Christmas gift a little wizard gave me. I haven't finished it yet. I am a little tired... But I think I can also use it to pretend to be someone."

"Have you applied the Unmarked Stretching Curse?"

"Oh, no," Felix asked suspiciously. "Who would impose the Unmarked Stretching Curse in the candy box?" He looked at the dazed Sirius and said, "I just happened to think of a suitable magic—"

He pointed his wand at Sirius, and the tip of the wand burst out with a strong blue light.