"Be sure to look carefully, Lamia." George blinked, took out his wand, touched the parchment lightly and said, "I solemnly swear that I have done something bad." Thin ink lines like spider webs immediately began to appear from the place where the wand had just touched.

The lines merged and crossed each other, extending to every corner of the parchment, and then large, curving green characters began to appear across the top: The Marauder's Map is proudly presented by Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, renowned mischief-makers.

The map showed Hogwarts castle and its grounds in meticulous detail, but what really caught Lamia's attention were the tiny dots of ink that moved across the map, each one bearing a name in tiny letters.

Lamia even saw Hermione's name, and her current location was shown as the library. A small ink spot in the upper left corner showed that Professor Dumbledore was pacing in the study, Filch's cat Mrs. Norris was wandering on the third floor, and the mischievous ghost Peeves was jumping around in the trophy room. They were all far away, but the ink spot showing Ron was very close to them, not even a block away.

George's eyes scanned the entire map, and then his eyes lit up, as if he had finally found what he wanted.

"That's it." George pointed to the winding roads on the map and said to Lamia.

"That's the one that leads to Hogsmeade," Fred said, finally finding his chance, pointing along one of the passages. "There are seven of them, but Filch knows these four"—he pointed them out one by one—"—but we're definitely the only ones who know these ones, especially this one, which we don't think anyone has ever used, because there's the Whomping Willow right at the entrance."

Lamia followed the direction of his finger, and the messy lines gradually became clear in her eyes. "This road leads all the way to Honeydukes' cellar. We only need to go from here—" Fred pointed to the entrance in the distance, "—through the hunchback of this one-eyed old woman."

"Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs," George sighed, patting the title of the Marauder's Map. "What a good bunch! We owe them a lot."

"Noble man, working tirelessly to help a new generation of law breakers," said Fred solemnly.

"Yes," George said briskly. "Don't forget to wipe it off after use, or others will see it," Fred warned.

"Of course I can't forget - the prank is over!" George took out his wand and tapped it lightly, and the originally densely packed Marauder's Map turned into a blank piece of parchment again.

Following the route on the map, Lamia and her companions soon arrived at their destination, a small corner at the back door of Honeydukes.

"What is this?" Lamia pointed at a rack covered with a red curtain. There was something shiny on it, which looked like a ribbon or something.

"It's a gift. Let's open it and take a look." Fred rubbed his hands together, unable to hide his excitement.

"Let me help you." George couldn't help it, he wanted to see Lamia's reaction.

As he moved, a large curtain was lifted, revealing the counter inside, on which the two brothers' prank props were neatly arranged, such as blood-spitting gum, Weasley whoosh-bang fireworks, portable swamp, automatic inkjet quill pens and so on.

Lamia didn't know what to say.

"That's all, George, she doesn't look very happy," whispered Fred.

"I think so, Fred," George said, coming closer.

"Actually... it's okay." Lamia forced a smile. At least they didn't take out the canary cookie. After all, she had been hit before.

"That's good, that's good." Fred and George both breathed a sigh of relief. "This is a gift we prepared specially for you. This counter will definitely make all the money from the students who come here."

"But I don't know how to run this." Lamia touched the surface of the counter, trying to find a suitable excuse to return the counter to them.

"How about you help me run the business? Or I can hire you as managers." Lamia said after thinking for a while.

"No, we can help but we won't ask for salary. This is our gift." George was the first to jump out and object.

"You don't like it, Lamia?" Fred keenly noticed Lamia's rejection and said a little uneasily.

"No, no, I like it very much." Lamia waved her hands hurriedly, "That's right, I think why don't we use this as a share to help you open a bigger store, so that you can make more money then." She came up with a perfect idea.

"No, that would be a gift to ourselves." Fred was the first to react, and then George also began to object.

"Yeah, besides, we don't have enough money to open a store."

"That's not what I mean. I want to be the boss. This counter was given to me by you, but I want to expand it now. Of course, I have to pay for it myself." Lamia took out a magic telescopic bag filled with heavy gold Galleons, which was the reward she received from Dumbledore.

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