"And then?" Harry asked curiously, "What are you doing again?" ”

"Yes, yes...... Then, 'accidentally', we noticed Filch's filing cabinet drawer, one of which read: Confiscation of supplies, high danger. ”

"Don't tell me you-" Harry said, laughing, "Hmm, what did you do?" ”

Fred squeezed his eyes at Harry and said, "George threw another big dung bomb to distract him. And I, as quickly as I pulled open the drawer, grabbed - this! ”

He said, gesturing to the old piece of parchment on the table.

"It's not as bad as it sounds, you know," said George, "and we don't think Filch ever figured out how to use this parchment...... But he probably guessed what it was, or he wouldn't have confiscated it. ”

"Do you know how to use it?"

"Oh, yes," said Fred with a smirk, "this little thing has taught us more than the whole school has taught!" ”

"You're coaxing me, aren't you?" Harry looked at the tattered piece of parchment with a look of disbelief.

"Oh, you're saying we lied to you?" George spread his hands exaggeratedly, then took out his wand and tapped the parchment lightly.

"I solemnly swear that I have not done anything good."

Suddenly, thin lines of ink began to spread out like spider webs from the place where the wand had just touched.

The lines intertwined, extending to every corner of the parchment, and then some curved dark green writing began to emerge above the parchment:

"Suppliers of auxiliaries for the Magical Pranksters: Moon Face, Wormtail, Big Feet, and Pointed Forks - Gentlemen proudly present the Living Point Map!"

This map depicts all the details of Hogwarts in detail.

However, the really noteworthy thing is the tiny ink dots that move along the map, each with a name in tiny letters.

Harry was surprised, and he leaned down to take a closer look.

A small ink dot in the upper left corner shows Professor Dumbledore pacing the study; Filch's cat, Lady Loris, was wandering the third floor; And Peeves, the pestering ghost, is hopping around the prize room.

Harry's eyes swept up and down the hallways he knew.

"Uh-" Harry suddenly looked up at the Weasley twin brothers, "did you see Maca?" ”

"Oh, I'll see...... Not...... Maybe he's out of school? George shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't worry about that, today is mainly for you to see-"

With George's fingers, Harry noticed something.

The map showed a series of passages that he had never entered before, many of which seemed to lead to ......

"It leads to Hogsmeade," Fred said, pointing his finger along a passageway, "and there are seven!" Well, Filch knows these four—"

He pointed out the four one by one, "But we're sure, only we know the other ones...... Don't bother with the one behind the mirror on the fifth floor, we used it until last winter, but it collapsed – completely blocked. ”

"We don't think anyone has ever walked this one, because the beating willow is planted at its entrance......"

"But, this one—yes, look at this one. It leads all the way to the cellar of the Duke of Honey, which we have walked many times. As you may have noticed, the entrance is right below this room, through the hunchback of the one-eyed old woman. ”

"Moon Face, Worm Tail, Big Feet, Pointed Fork," Qiao Qia sighed, patting the title of the map, "We owe them so much!" ”

"O noble man, tirelessly working to help a new generation of rule-breakers!" Fred is dignified.

"By the way," said George briskly, "don't forget to wipe it off when you're done!" ”

"—or others will see it." Fred warned, "With one more tap, 'The prank is over,' it becomes a blank piece of parchment again." ”

"Then, little Harry," said Fred, oddly in Percy's tone, "remember to behave. ”

"See you at Duke Honey." George said with a wink.

Then, both of them giggled contentedly and left.

……

In fact, Maca is not at the school, and he is visiting the Hogsmeade family with Tyrande!

“…… Mr. Hosa, this event is also in honor of the founder, Hangis. Marca sat down on the couch and said calmly, "You know, I'm also a member of Hufflepuff House, and so is Mr. Hangis—it's the glory of our House." ”

Across from him, a fat old man with a big brown beard was half-lying on another, larger couch. In terms of width, he was like some of Hagrid's lost brothers.

The fat old man, Josa, looked at Maca lazily and said, "Yes, that does sound like a good proposal...... My great ancestor founded Hogsmeade here, and it's a great event that deserves to be recorded in the history of British magic! ”

"In fact, it's actually recorded in the history of British magic." Maca chimed in.

"Yes, you're right." Josa held out a fat finger and pointed at Maca, "Honestly, I'd love to go to this open-air party too, but it's a pity, my body—you know." ”

"I don't care what people say about my figure, it's not a big deal...... But I have to say, it made me feel a little tired. Horsea chattered, "It's really not convenient to move......

Behind Josa, a nurse-like woman gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Sir, it's time to take your medicine." She said.

Hosa narrowed his eyes and shook his fat head slightly.

"Okay, okay—then I won't give you away," he said to Maca, "son, I agree to this event—I have no reason to decline—and I'll let my son go and do it for me." ”

After that, Maca nodded to Tyrande, who was sitting next to her, and then politely got up and took her leave.

"I said, ahem...... Mr. McLean ...... "Outside, Tyrande had been staring at Maca, "I think I'm still not ...... Ahem...... I can't quite accept that fact—"

"The businessman's first concern is profit," Maca said lightly, "but I'm glad that sometimes a more humane cooperation is better for continuation and development." ”

"But I don't see where you're happy." Tyrande couldn't help but scold himself.

After only a few steps, Tyrande couldn't help it again.

"Mr. McLean," he asked again, "I would like to ask you about your activities...... Ahem...... It doesn't cost much gold galleons, but after all, cough ...... It's also a lot of money—"

"What's the value, you're asking?" Maca turned her head and said.

"Ahem...... Oh, yes! Tyrande said.

"It's a human investment with uncertain returns," Maca said naturally, "and I said it earlier – I like to work with a more human touch." ”

After him is like this, how can Tyrande, who often crawls around in the wizarding world and does business, not understand? Indeed, building relationships with graduating students is a low-cost and cost-effective option.

With the right work, Maca was able to build a network of his own in just a few years. Regardless of the results, the value created will definitely outweigh the costs invested.

And most importantly, it's not complicated and doesn't require frequent follow-ups.

The relationship between people is sometimes as simple as that.

"It's like...... Ahem...... A shrunken Hogwarts? Tyrande couldn't help but say.

But Maca shook her head: "That still needs a strong strength to support - the pharmacist's ability alone is not enough." ”

"You want to be next...... Dumbledore? Tyrande's eyes widened.

In fact, Tyrande would have meant to say "Greenwald".

After all, the latter is more direct and thorough; He left behind in the wizarding world a dark legend - but he failed, and Dumbledore defeated him in a duel of the ages.

Still, Maca shook her head.

"I am who I am, not next." He said calmly, "I don't have the love to protect the wizarding world, nor do I have the ambition to conquer and change the wizarding world...... I'm just planning ahead, that's all. ”

The two of them talked from time to time, walking towards the avenue of Hogsmeade.

……

On the other side, Harry had followed the secret passage to Duke Bees' cellar.

It was filled with wooden chairs, chests, and barrels, presumably filled with all sorts of stock.

Harry climbed out of the floor door and carefully closed it - it was so much in tune with the dusty floor that there was no way to see such a door on the floor.

He slowly climbed up the wooden staircase that led upstairs.

Now he was sure he heard the voices of all sorts of people, not to mention rattles and doors opening and closing.

Harry didn't know what he was supposed to do, and just then, he suddenly heard a door open close enough to be made and someone was about to go downstairs.

"Take another box of jelly slugs, dear...... They're about to run out of stock......" came a woman's voice.

Immediately, a pair of feet stepped onto the stairs.

Harry hurriedly slipped behind a large wooden crate and waited for the footsteps to fade away.

He heard the man moving the box against the opposite wall. He felt that maybe he wouldn't have another chance—

Harry came out of hiding quickly and quietly, and made his way up the stairs as fast as he could; He looked back and saw a wide back and a shiny head buried under a box.

He walked to the door at the top of the stairs and slipped out of it, and then he found himself behind Duke Honey's counter.

Duke Honey was as crowded with Hogwarts students as ever, and no one would give Harido a look.

Harry walked among them, looking around.