Hogwarts, the office of Professor of Ancient Magical Culture.

fireplace.

A bright green flame ignited, and Felix walked out with a candy box, patted the dust on his body with one hand, and pushed open the office door.

Today is the last day of the weekend, and the corridors are full of bustling, noisy little wizards.

Felix knocked on the packaging of the candy box and whispered: "You are already in the castle, what do you think?"

"I'm going to faint from the aroma here." A complaining voice came from the box, "I originally planned to have a sweet meal."

...

Felix walked into the principal's office. Dumbledore had been waiting for a long time. "Bang-" the candy box fell on the long-legged table, and there was a scattered clamor and a painful cry.

"Ouch!"

Dumbledore looked at Felix in surprise, and Felix returned with a sure look, "It's what you think... Our guest is a child." So Dumbledore touched the candy box with his finger, and the lid on it immediately popped open.

The box contains half a box of sweet candies, explosive sandwich fudge, bibido beans, ice rats, jackfruit candies, toad mints... Most of the products in the Honeybee Duke's store are here.

One hand reached out from the candy pile, Sirius, the size of a palm, grinned and pushed away the chocolate ball pressing on his head, pulled himself out with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and trekked to stand on the top of the candy pile.

He raised his head, Dumbledore's enlarged face was looking at him with a smile, and the phoenix with golden and red feathers let out a low chirping, Fox flew around the circular office, landing on the long-legged table, tilting his head to look at Sirius in the box.

Sirius looked at it alertly, "Don't come over, Fox, I've fed you, remember?"

Fox screamed twice in a short time, turning his head to look at him.

Dumbledore's blue eyes bent out of a curve quickly behind the half-moon lenses, and he said gently: "It's amazing. I didn't expect to meet on such occasions."

"So too," Sirius muttered, he slid on the edge of the candy box, stretched his arms and jumped onto the table. He looked around and a small amount of smoke was sprayed out from the strangely shaped silverware on the table, looking like a terrible monster.

"Come back quickly." He said dissatisfied.

Unlike Dumbledore's implicitness, Felix smiled happily. He tapped Sirius's head with his wand. His body involuntarily expanded and enlarged. He quickly jumped off the table, and when he fell to the ground, he had returned to his original size.

Sirius stood straight, his back straightened. He looked at Dumbledore and said with a complicated expression: "I'm back."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Sirius, although Phoenias sent some information back, I still want to hear your story with my own ears."

Sirius did not refuse. He was silent for a moment, sat in a chair and started telling stories. He did not look at anyone, but the two people in the office, including the portraits on the wall, stared at him intently.

"... In this way, I escaped from prison, traveled back to England, and headed north, like an evil ghost who came from thousands of miles to seek revenge."

Dumbledore concluded: "So, you're here for Petrite Peter. What about Harry?"

"I haven't had time to think about this problem yet." Sirius said frankly.

"When I knew that Petr was still alive, I had only thoughts of revenge in my mind. But I did see Harry several times. On the day he left his uncle's house before school started, on Muggle Street—I wanted to look at him before going north, but my deformation might have scared him; the second time was at Quidditch Stadium—he flew well, like James, but I didn't dare to stay for too long and left halfway; and on Christmas holidays, I raided the Weasley boy near the Beat Willow, trying to catch Petr, to be honest, I was scared at the time, and Harry's reaction was very fast."

"The last time I met was yesterday. I used compound decoction to disguise myself as a Muggle child." He looked at Felix, "This little prop from Professor Happ made me come back in vain twice."

Felix bowed slightly.

"How did you know where Harry lives, where he was cursed... Yes," Dumbledore smiled, "Jamee told you that I should have thought of it long ago."

Sirius shrugged: "James visited him in the seventh grade, but the family was not friendly. When he mentioned his favorite broom and Quidditch, they seemed to treat him as a homeless man." His words were full of mockery.

"Mr. Dumbledore may not be able to accept the existence of magic," said Dumbledore regretfully. "I have met him once, and I told me that he is a very law-abiding person."

Next, Felix told the story of the map of the living spots, focusing on the magical ability of this magic item in finding people. "No matter it is Animagus, compound decoction, invisibility cloak, or regular concealment spell, it cannot be blocked."

He advised seriously: "I think we can try to remake a live spot map."

Dumbledore thought quietly, his slender fingers knocking on the table, prompting: "Felix, have you ever thought that the map of the live spots is likely to be still in Hogwarts?"

Felix replied slowly, "I did think about this question, and it is not impossible..."

"But the scope is too large, students, professors, or intersected in a book in the library... and if I get it, I will definitely hide this secret well."

Dumbledore blinked, "I think you may have overlooked one possibility." He said to Sirius, "Your ideal successor should be Gryffindor who likes to play tricks?"

Sirius nodded and said, "You are right."

Felix's eyes lit up: "So, Weasley Twins?" This was the first name that came to mind.

"It's very likely that I still have a few candidates in my mind. I'm going to write a few letters, but it doesn't take much time," said Dumbledore.

Felix felt a little regretful, but he quickly cheered up. Whether he could find the map or not, he would be happy to see it. If he found it, he could borrow it to study the finished product, which was more efficient; if he couldn't find it, he would accumulate a team, re-research and development, and develop more functions.

"Actually, the worst possibility is that Petrite stole the map," he reminded.

"That's what I'm worried about, he has plenty of time and reason to do it," Dumbledore said. "The only possibility is that he doesn't think he's going to show up on the map, so he doesn't have any movement."

Felix agreed with this point and looked at the time, "Principal Dumbledore, there is a small duel at 10 o'clock today. If nothing happens, I will leave first." He pointed to Sirius and said, "He will leave it to you."

Sirius' eyes suddenly shone, "Dull match? Harry should have participated in it too? Can I go and have a look?"

Felix looked at Dumbledore hesitantly, and Dumbledore frowned, "Sirius, you'd better stay in Grimo Square, it can keep you safe--the Ministry of Magic is still wanting you, and if you are discovered, we have no evidence to prove your innocence."

"Just once-" Sirius said pitifully, "Let me see Harry up close, I can pretend to be a doll, no one will think of it."

His words silenced Dumbledore, Felix casts the spell again, this time Sirius jumps back into the box, Felix's wand lightly taps, and a silence spell is applied outside the box.

Sirius lost his perception of the outside world.

Felix looked at Dumbledore: "He should be not good at brain closure?" Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, so Felix understood what the principal meant.
Chapter completed!