Seeing these things, Lynn naturally smiled on his face.

With these things, the thousand-year-old school of Hogwarts has completely belonged to him in terms of law.

At the same time, Old John also sent a letter to him at the back of these contracts, explaining him in detail some of the recent abnormal actions of the Pure Blood Family.

Including if you don’t have the industry, you only need Kim Garon, and after you get Kim Garon, you are secretly purchasing something in private.

More than a dozen families are connected together, as if they are about to make some big move.

Of course, Lynn knew much more about what these pure-blood families were doing than Old John, so he wrote a reply letter to let Old John concentrate on managing the Lungarde Company, which is already the dominant British company. He had his own arrangements for the pure-blood family.

No one was able to make any noise about the transfer of the school board seats.

Now no one except the eleven families who signed the agreement and John Lynn, the old man, knew that the Hogwarts castle had changed hands.

Lynn didn't specifically want to promote it, he just told Dumbledore about this.

Although Dumbledore was a little surprised, it was not too surprising.

He knew very well what Lynn's house had left him, and it was not impossible to buy the entire Hogwarts with that money.

Christmas is coming soon.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and this weekend most of the young wizards wore heavy robes and prepared to go out for the last Hogsmeade week of last semester this year.

Harry still could only watch Ron and Hermione go out together, staying alone in the castle.

Before leaving, Hermione and the others comforted Harry, but Harry didn't seem as unhappy as before, but instead looked a little absent-minded.

"If you have time, you can go to the library to read books. I remember Professor McGonagall left us a lot of homework." Hermione reminded.

But Ron and Harry obviously scoffed at her words.

"There are three days left before Professor McGonagall's class, so you don't have to write your homework so anxiously," said Ron.

Harry didn't want to do any homework at this time either.

"It's already made me uncomfortable that Hermione doesn't get out of the castle. Don't ask about homework."

Hermione looked at them in anger.

"You are always like this, as if you just learn a little more and you can lose your head. Humph, but your good days haven't been long."

Harry and Ron didn't take Hermione's words to heart.

Snowflakes began to float outside the castle, and Harry said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, who surrounded him tightly, and then walked alone in the empty castle bored.

Just as Harry was wandering around the corridor on the fourth floor, he turned around and saw Fred and George secretly glance at him from behind a hunchbacked one-eyed witch sculpture.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked curiously, "Why don't you go to Hogsmeade?"

"We are going to give you something surprise before we leave." Fred said mysteriously, "Come here... this statue seems to be alive, and Lynn has summoned her more than once."

He nodded to the empty classroom to the left of the old witch sculpture, and Harry followed Fried and George in.

Before leaving, George winked at the statue of the blind old witch, "I hope you don't complain to Lynn."

The old witch looked at him with one eye without giving him any promises.

Fred closed the door gently, turned his head to look at Harry, looking smiling.

"A Christmas gift for you in advance, Harry."

Fred happily pulled out of his coat and placed it on the table, a large, square and worn-out parchment with nothing written on it.

Harry was somewhat suspicious of this being Fred or George's joke, just staring at it.

"What is that?"

"This is, the secret to our success." George slapped the parchment paper in love.

"This is a helper, for you," Fred said. "But we decided yesterday that you need it more than we do."

"Anyway, we know it works," George said, "Leave it to you, last time because we really don't need it anymore."

"What I need is an old piece of parchment?" Harry asked.

"A piece of old parchment!" said Freud, grimacing with his eyes closed, as if Harry had mentally offended him.

"George, explain it to him."

George vividly explained to Harry how he and Fred stole this thing from Filch's office.

"This is almost George's biggest secret, and no one knows we have this thing," George said proudly.

But Fred exposes: "No, you forgot George, and it was also in this place three years ago, and Lynn saw that we were using it."

"Sorry, this matter is a bit too long and I almost forgot. He seemed to ask us for help at that time. What problem did he ask us for help?"

"That's right, we told him the abnormality of the professor in the Black Magic Defense class."

Harry didn't find it strange that Lynn knew about this.

In his impression, Lynn was almost omnipotent like Dumbledore.

"So what's the use of this parchment?"

"Oh, yes!" Fred said sly, "this baby teaches us more than the teachers in this school."

"Are you fooling me?" said Harry, looking at the broken and old parchment.

"Oh, is that?" George.

He took out his wand, touched the parchment gently, and said, "I declared seriously that I did not do good."

Immediately, the thin ink spread out like a spider web with the point that George's wand touched. The ink lines connected to each other and stretched to the corner of the parchment. The characters began to appear on it, with large, curved cyan letters.

The most amazing thing was that the thin ink dots were moving, marking place names and figures in each place in scribbled characters. Harry bent down in surprise to look. The small dot in the upper left corner showed Professor Dumbledore walking in his study, Felch's cat, Mrs. Loris was walking to the second floor, and the Pipi ghost was now jumping up and down in the memorial room.

The whole Hogwarts seemed to have completely opened everything about him.

It even includes all the secret passages outside the castle.

But now Harry's eyes did not notice the magical pictures on the map, but were attracted by the title at the top.

[The auxiliary supplier of magic prank maker Moon face, insect tail, big feet and pointed fork, you guys proudly present the map of live spots!]
Chapter completed!