After dinner, Nina, Cho, and the others left, while Karl found the Weasley Brothers and began his performance.
"Oh, ho! Karl Olin, your prank was excellent, and the story was great."
"That's right, you should come to Gryffindor, then we could become a team."
"Is there something you need us for?"
"A new prank? We're experts!"
George and Fred were like a comedy duo; Karl couldn't tell them apart.
"I want to ask for your help."
"Oh? Tell us about it."
Karl lowered his voice, his tone mysterious, "Let's act together and get a magic map."
George and Fred exchanged a look, "What magic map?"
"The marauder's map. It depicts the entire Hogwarts, even hidden secret passages, and it can also show everyone's name and location."
At this, both of their expressions became strange. "Where did you hear about such a map?"
"I know a lot of things. For example, the map was made by Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs to help magical pranksters."
"And for example, this map was confiscated by Mr. Argus Filch, and it should be in his office now."
Karl patted them both on the shoulder, "How about it? Once we get the map, you can keep it. I'll just borrow it occasionally, after all, you're the real pranksters."
George and Fred looked left and right, then pulled Karl to a more secluded spot. One of them secretly took something out from his pocket.
It was a blank, square piece of parchment, looking very worn.
"Hey, hey, hey! Didn't expect this, Karl! The marauder's map is already in our hands!"
"But your information was accurate; we did find it in Filch's office."
Karl's face showed a pre-prepared expression of surprise, mixed with admiration in his tone.
"This is truly wonderful, it saves us an adventure, and I must say, it's just like you guys."
The Weasley Brothers couldn't help but puff out their chests upon hearing this.
"That was back on Halloween last year, we were both still eleven, carefree and innocent…"
"Ahem…"
Karl almost couldn't hold it in, quickly coughing to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
You two, innocent? Even a dog would laugh at that…
Huh? Did I accidentally insult myself?
George and Fred stared at Karl expressionlessly, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm not laughing."
"You're clearly laughing at us! You haven't stopped!"
Karl quickly pressed down the corners of his mouth, "I'm just happy for you getting the marauder's map!"
"Really?"
"Definitely!" Karl quickly changed the subject, "I'd like to borrow it for a while recently, is that convenient for you?"
"Do you know how to use it?"
"Of course, I solemnly swear that I am up to no good to open the map, and Mischief Managed to close the map."
"An expert!"
"Bang!" A crisp sound.
The marauder's map was slapped into Karl's hand.
"If it were anyone else, it would be difficult, but you're also a master prankster."
"That's right, even our own brothers are no exception, because they don't have a talent for pranks, unless…"
"Unless it's the Savior, I'm very curious about him."
"You're right, George! He'll be here next year."
"George, are you silly? I'm Fred!"
"Oh? I think you're George, and I'm Fred. What do you think, Karl?"
Karl: Hehe! I think you two must be seriously ill!
"Uh… so which one are you, exactly?"
The Weasley Brothers seemed to enjoy this game of confusing others. "You won't be able to tell even if we tell you."
"Don't worry, I definitely can."
Karl wasn't confident in his own ability to distinguish, but Fire Treasure surely could recognize them.
"The one on the left is George, the one on the right is Fred."
"Okay, I've got it."
"Hehe, we were just tricking you!"
Karl: (╬ ﾟ д ﾟ) ╭ ∩ ╮
…
The night passed without incident.
Karl opened the marauder's map last night and observed it for a while. Heller and Quirrell were both in their respective offices.
This surveillance was destined to be a long-term operation, full of uncertainty.
He was already considering handing this over to the Weasley Brothers; after all, they often went out for night strolls.
When he returns the marauder's map, he could ask them to help monitor while they play.
On Thursday morning, the Hufflepuffs happily arrived at the Charms Class classroom.
Of all the classes, Charms Class was everyone's favorite.
Professor Snape in Potion Class was too scary, and Professor McGonagall in Transfiguration Class was too serious.
Astronomy Class's timing made people sleepy, and Defense Against the Dark Arts Class was bland and uninteresting.
As for History of Magic, although the Hufflepuffswouldn't have it until tomorrow, Gryffindor and Slytherinhad already taken it.
The little lions and little snakes, who usually found it hard to agree, had the exact same opinion on History of Magic: super boring, extremely tedious, particularly dull, and very suitable for sleeping.
And while Herbology Class was very relaxing, Professor Sprout was gentle and kind, but tinkering with plants didn't feel very magical.
Charms Class was still the best; everyone could learn amazing spells, and Professor Flitwick was also a very good person.
"Good morning, gentlemen and ladies."
"Good morning, Professor!"
The Hufflepuffs and Professor Flitwick enthusiastically greeted each other. This kind of scene could only be seen in Charms Class and Herbology Class.
"This class, we'll first review the Softening Charm we learned last class…"
For this simple spell that Young Wizards could easily learn, most people could successfully cast it, though there were some differences in everyone's proficiency.
However, there were still a few Young Wizards who turned into Louis XVI, a bit clueless.
Professor Flitwick had to explain it to them in detail again and advised them to practice more after class.
"This class, we will be learning the Wand-Lighting Charm and the Wand-Extinguishing Charm. Does anyone know the origin of these two spells?"
Karl immediately raised his hand. With five more points, he could make up for the points he had lost.
"Karl Olin, you answer."
"These two spells were created in the eighteenth century by Ms. Levina Monkstanley."
Professor Flitwick nodded in satisfaction, "Very good, I think you should be able to provide an example for everyone, Karl?"
"Of course, Professor."
As Karl raised his hand, his wand smoothly flipped from his sleeve into his palm.
"Lumos."
A soft, glowing white light lit up at the tip of his wand, surprising the Young Wizards and making them eager to try.
"Nox."
After Karl extinguished the light and put away his wand, Professor Flitwick immediately led everyone in applause.
"Excellent Wand-Lighting Charm and Wand-Extinguishing Charm! I will award ten points to Hufflepuff!"
Karl turned to look at a certain trio with shifting eyes:
Who will lose points? Speak! Huh?
Look into my eyes! Answer me!
Shabi, Stebbins, Audrey: Not cool, buddy, why are you still chasing after us?