"Haven't you been to the Forbidden Forest a long time ago?" Harry asked, "Why do you need to ask me for a map?"

Fred coughed lightly, looking embarrassed: "Harry, not everyone is like you, who can treat the Forbidden Forest as their own home and come and go freely."

"I don't think of it as my home, and there shouldn't be anyone..." Harry shook his head, and Hagrid suddenly popped up in his mind. He quickly changed his words, "Few people would like to live there."

"It's dangerous there for us." George shook his head and made his words clearer.

Fred raised his hand and scratched his face: "In fact, the first time we went back to the Forbidden Forest, we were driven out by a group of Ponlocks."

"It was very embarrassing." George nodded carefully, "It was a nightmare."

Harry pursed his lips: "As I recall, Ponlock is only a magical creature of 'XX' level?"

George nodded reluctantly. It would be embarrassing to tell others that he was bullied by a 2X-level magical creature.

Fred raised his hands and made a huge circle: "But there are a bunch of them!"

"Ron killed a bunch of Acromantulas today." Harry had a blank expression on his face and watched their dancing performance calmly.

The Weasley brothers were stunned.

They turned around and looked at Ron in disbelief.

George stammered, "No...how is that possible?"

Fred also found it hard to believe: "Little Ronnie is most afraid of spiders. When he sees those things, he will cry and shout for his mother."

Harry shrugged.

Fred pulled a piece of candy from his pocket, waved his wand, and whispered a spell.

The candy twisted and turned into a coin-sized spider, which crawled towards Ron with a click, along the corner of the table, onto his robes, and onto his head, and finally, with a plop, it landed on the paper from his hair.

"Fuck!" Ron was shocked and raised his hand to throw the parchment away.

He subconsciously took out his wand and cast the spell without thinking.

Red light shines.

The transformed spider and the parchment were blown to pieces with a bang.

All the little wizards in the lounge were frightened.

"He's really not afraid of spiders anymore!" Fred exclaimed.

George nodded in agreement. "With such fast reaction and spell-casting skills, he's almost catching up with Percy, right? From this perspective, he's actually quite handsome."

Ron stared at the flying parchment scraps in a daze.

After a while, I finally came to my senses.

He shook his head rapidly and looked around, and soon saw the two brothers beside Harry, pointing fingers at him and criticizing him.

He clenched his wand and gritted his teeth: "George! Fred!"

"What tricks are you playing again!"

"Give me back my paper, I've already written almost three inches, you guys!"

Fred stood up and looked at Harry: "Harry, this is not the place to talk, how about going to our dormitory?"

"Jordan is out on a date, and there's no one in our dormitory." George also extended the invitation.

Ron rushed over and grabbed George by the collar: "Give me an explanation and give me my paper back!"

"Perhaps you could try a repairing spell?" George forced an innocent smile and gave a sincere suggestion.

Fred slowly took Ron's hands, pulled them apart and put them down. "Dear little Ronnie, we have something else to discuss with Harry. It's very important."

"This involves your pocket money in the future."

The last two words made Ron stunned, and his resentment dissipated: "Pocket money?"

"Of course, we are good brothers." Fred nodded sincerely.

Ron spat, "A good brother wouldn't think of scaring his brother with something that his brother is afraid of."

"Harry said you're not afraid of spiders anymore." George said innocently, "We just want to see if dear little Ronnie has really made any progress."

The two brothers sang in unison, and flattering words kept coming out of their mouths.

"I have to say, you looked so handsome when you just used your thesis... to blow up the spider!"

“So mature!”

"For a second, I thought it was Bill."

"The way he draws his wand so elegantly."

"And the way he casts spells calmly and steadily."

"You're the next Bill."

"No, no, no, Bill is no match for little Ronnie. You will be the best child in our family."

This series of words made Ron's face slightly red, and the corners of his drooping mouth gradually lifted up, with a smile in his eyes.

"Really?" Ron smiled innocently, "It's all thanks to Harry's good teaching."

Fred patted his shoulder and said seriously, "So we have to learn from Harry, little Ronnie, keep up the good work."

George shook his head: "Harry, do you want to go?"

Harry stood up and followed them to the dormitories.

Ron touched his head, still a little confused.

Why does it feel like something is wrong?

The Weasley brothers' dormitory was very stylish. There were many things hanging on the wall, including a Slytherin school uniform, a turban that looked very familiar and looked like Professor Quirrell's, and a pointer that Harry often saw in Filch's hand.

Fred couldn't wait to pull out a piece of parchment from his robes: "Harry, we will use this to exchange with you for the map of the Forbidden Forest."

The map format is in the correct direction, and it is badly worn, but there is nothing on it.

This is no ordinary parchment.

There was a faint magical power and an aura inside that spread out and connected with the entire castle, just like when the first graders entered school and went through a ceremony to connect with the castle.

"A map of Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

"Harry, your reaction is not funny at all." Fred looked at Harry's face without any change in expression, curled his lips and sighed.

George shrugged. "I told you before, I can't hide it from Harry."

"This is indeed a map of the castle, but even if you guessed it, it will still surprise you." Fred took out his wand and said seriously, "Let us introduce it to you!"

“That was when we were in first grade.”

"We had a little row with Filch, so we put a dungbomb in the corridor, the same one we used on Mr. Tom last time."

George took over and continued, "We were immature at the time and were caught by Filch."

"Among the confiscated items he seized, he found this piece of parchment with the words 'highly dangerous' on it."

Fred spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone: "You know what kind of people we are? We are Gryffindors, and we are least afraid of danger. So George threw another dung bomb, and I stole it."

George sighed, "But we spent half a semester studying this thing before we figured out how to use it."

He stretched out his wand and tapped the parchment, saying in a serious and measured tone: "I solemnly swear that I will do no good."

In an instant.

A faint magical power surged out from the tip of George's wand, and there was also a surge of magical power in the castle, which merged into the parchment. Thin ink lines spread out from the touch of the wand, crisscrossing in all directions, depicting the entire Hogwarts Castle, including the hunting grounds and the Quidditch field.

The very top.

A line of text appeared, written in cursive script in green ink.

"Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs"

"Gentlemen who are dedicated to helping magical mischief makers"

"Introducing"

"Marauder's Map"

Harry looked at it in amazement.

This is a map, but it is more than just a map. The activities on the stairs are marked in real time, and there are small black dots active on the paper, with names on their heads.

Dumbledore was in his office, motionless.

Professor McGonagall was rushing from her office to the auditorium, where a group of Slytherin and Gryffindor names were crowded together.

Even more than the names of students and professors.

Pets and ghosts are named, too.

Peeves was also in the auditorium.

Helena in Ravenclaw Tower.

Mrs. Norris, Crookshanks, and Hedwig, the three "cats", gathered together and squatted in the abandoned classroom on the fourth floor, not knowing what they were doing.

as well as--

What Harry cares about most is the creature named "Peter Pettigrew", whose name also appears on the Marauder's Map.

Above the entrance hall on the first floor and downstairs on the second floor, there was a secret passage that Harry had never heard of before.

His eyes were deep, staring at the name.

He was still in Hogwarts.

"Well, are you surprised?" Fred winked and said in an exaggerated tone, "When we finally figured out what it did, we were surprised just like you."

"What a great prop." George praised devoutly, "What a noble group of wizards, it's a pity that they only left their nicknames and not their names."

Fred said seriously, "It is with this prop that we can complete many of our great ideas."

"I think it's not unfair to you to use it in exchange for your Forbidden Forest map, Harry."

"It's far superior to the Forbidden Forest Map," Harry whispered.

"We have kept all of this in mind." George pointed to his head. "Compared to the castle, we want to explore the forbidden forest now."

"Little Ronnie can earn thirteen Galleons." Fred said excitedly, "There are many magical materials that are needed by the little wizards in each academy. We can help them a little."

George clenched his fists. "Then, we will fulfill our own dreams. Harry, you must not tell anyone else that we want to become masters of pranks and open our own prank merchandise store."

"Of course, I'm happy to help you." Harry nodded, "I also need some materials from the Forbidden Forest. I'll make a list for you when the time comes."

"But be careful, the Forbidden Forest is still very dangerous..."

Fred interrupted him: "Of course, we know that we value our lives very much."

George once again extended his wand over the parchment. "If you don't want to use it, you can do this."

He paused and shouted, "The prank is done."

The magic power, aura, and ink were all restrained at once.

It becomes a blank sheet of paper again.

Harry was still staring at it, at the spot where Peter Pettigrew had been.