Just like last time on the Burrow holiday, Lawrence and his twin brothers were huddled in a room (Note 1)

"You have to help me, Lawrence," Fred said. "We have to have a place to hide things."

"This room is too small," said George. "There's almost no place for our semi-finished products."

"Can these things work?" Lawrence asked, looking at the block that exuded a suspicious aura.

"The appearance may not look good..." Fred said hesitantly.

"It shouldn't be eaten, right?" George answered inconclusively.

"Is this what to eat?" Lawrence was surprised. "I thought it was soap that made people itchy all over their body, or something that caught fire."

"Uh..." Fred was a little embarrassed, "We actually want to make candy..."

"Its function is to make people who eat it start to grow hair crazy." George added,

"You are going to eat?" Lawrence was a little scared. "Are you sure this will not let you go to St. Mungo Hospital?"

"If you stopped me earlier, I wouldn't have done that." Fred said sadly,

"Uh...what happened?" Lawrence had a bad premonition.

"He's already eaten just now," George said calmly, "Just before he asked you for help."

"Uh...it's good if you don't feel it," Lawrence comforted him.

"In fact..." Fred's expression was strange, and the next second, his eyebrows began to grow wildly, immediately covering his face, and then growing all the way to the ground, with no sign of stopping,

George and Lawrence laughed out loudly on the side with no conscience, while Fred was overwhelmed by his eyebrows.

"Help───────────────Fred's voice came from his thick eyebrows, and the two of them quickly helped him to push his eyebrows apart.

"Hahaha---" Lawrence smiled a little out of breath. He waved his wand and carefully cut off the excess part of Fred's eyebrows, but it still grew at a steady pace, although not so fierce at the beginning.

"Oh." Fred himself laughed, "It's the wrong place."

"The effect is pretty good." George made a serious comment, "Is there any place to put these things?"

"I'll find information about the Constant Seal-Free Expansion Spell," Lawrence looked at the eyebrows that slowly covered her shoulders, and couldn't help it again, "But let me laugh now."

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The life of the Burrow is always so interesting, and the only disadvantage is that they still haven't received a reply from Harry,

"This is abnormal," Ron said.

"We all know, thank you, Ron." Fred looked at Errol and said, (Note 2)

"Maybe Harry didn't receive the letter?" Lawrence asked with a frown.

"Erol is old, even though he doesn't fly so fast, he always sends the letter." George put the tired old owl back into his nest. Erol screamed gratefully,

"It's true." Lawrence nodded in agreement with him.

"Will it be intercepted?" Ron guessed,

"Uh... I can't say that this is not possible," Lawrence said with reservations, "but this is definitely illegal."

"Percy refused to lend us Hermes," Ron said in a silence. "Ginny asked Harry if he was here all day long."

"Ron!" Ginny's voice came from the upper floor.

"Okay, we finally know why she doesn't close the door properly." George smiled, (Note 3)

"It seems that I want to know if we have said bad things about her again." Fred continued,

"Maybe I want to hear Harry's coming as soon as possible." Lawrence quipped,

"Oh!" Then they heard a "touch", and Ginny obviously shut them down.

"Ha, it seems we can finally talk about some serious things." George rubbed his hands excitedly.

"How about we pick up Harry by ourselves?" Fred asked lowered his voice,

"How to go? Do you ride a broom?" Ron asked a little silly.

"Oh, this is such a good idea to ride your meteor that will be chased by a butterfly?" George asked, Ron blushing and not speaking.

"We want to drive my dad's flying car." Fred's eyes shining.

"I'm going too." Ron quickly expressed his opinion.

"Have you ever driven it?" Lawrence asked curiously.

"Uh...not yet," Fred admitted, "but we'll find opportunities to practice secretly these days."

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if Mrs. Weasley discovered it?" Lawrence asked, and Ron shivered when he heard this.

"This is left to you to solve, Lawrence." After the twins looked at each other, Lawrence touched his chin and showed a smirk.

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"Just hold on, George." Lawrence said seriously, holding a piece of bright green "candy",

"Oh..." George accepted his fate and ate the piece of "candy", and then his hair and eyebrows began to grow rapidly. Fred began to cut the amount needed,

"Can you really hide this from mom?" Fred was a little suspicious. They planned to make a few dummies on the bed, with their faces facing down and only their hair exposed.

"So I have to stay," said Lawrence. "If I am about to be seen through, I will get up and stop Mrs. Weasley."

"How do you do not allow your eyebrows to grow together?" George asked a little irritably.

"At least, the hair has grown correctly." Fred said optimistically, "and the growth time is also well controlled."

"Wait, you don't have to tie a ponytail to go down for breakfast." Lawrence said with a smile. After they helped George trim his long hair and eyebrows, they went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. They heard the conversation between the Weasleys outside the kitchen.

"Last night Harry used magic in front of Muggles was warned by the Ministry of Magic," said Mr. Weasley.

"Would we go and pick him up?" Mrs. Weasley asked worriedly.

"Maybe it's time for the weekend, Molly," Mr. Weasley replied, "The ministry is always working overtime, I'll leave first."

Then there was a "touch" sound, Mr. Weasley went to work, Ron stood in the stairwell, and he obviously heard them, they looked at each other outside the door,

"The dummy is ready," said Lawrence.

"We're going to find a thicker cloud to set out for the night," Fred said to Ron, who was about to protest. "We also have to look at the map and make a route, Ron, we can't be discovered by Muggles."

"Oh, OK." Ron muttered,

"What are you doing while standing outside? Come in and have breakfast." Mrs. Weasley opened the kitchen door and asked in confusion. The four of them hurriedly walked in and sat down, quickly eliminating the food on the plate.

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The opportunity will come soon, two days later, it is a night without moonlight and thick clouds.

"Isn't it perfect weather?" Fred said excitedly as he looked out the window.

"Let's go upstairs and call Ron first," George replied softly, "I'll ask you here, Lawrence."

"Leave it to me." Lawrence compared a gesture of no problem. The twins opened the door and walked out with a slight footstep. Lawrence could hear them carefully stepping on the squeaking stairs, going upstairs to call Ron. After a while, he walked downstairs. Lawrence could hear the sound of the engine, and then everything returned to peace.

"Mrs. Weasley shouldn't have noticed it?" Lawrence thought to himself that he had to watch the night, in case Mrs. Weasley came up to check the rounds. He took out the map of the living spots. This was his first time since the war at the end of the semester. He hoped to use his ability to see a little difference.

"Wonderful magic, this should be a contract?" Lawrence murmured to himself, "But how did he sign it?"

Drawing a map of Hogwarts is not complicated. The magic of this map is that it can show all names and precise locations in the castle. Hogwarts has a very powerful protection spell. Lawrence does not think that anyone can explore everyone's whereabouts at will.

This map was stolen from a drawer named "Confiscated Materials, Highly Dangerous" after he and his twin brothers were caught in Felch's office. After this incident, George inadvertently asked Lawrence a question, which unexpectedly triggered the function of the map.

"What the hell is going to do? I won't be caught if I make a prank?" Lawrence asked the map, and lines of words popped up from the map.

"The pointed fork is here to greet you, and we will solve your troubles for the best."

"Bigfoot is here to pay tribute to you, and I hope you will never stop thinking about mischief."

"Moon's face shook its head and sighed here. It seems that Hogwarts is in peace again."

"The insect tail is excited here, and I hope you can declare it solemnly next."

"I swear here that I will definitely have bad intentions."

(Note 4)

"I don't have a clue..." Lawrence said, his thoughts swaying, "I don't know when they will bring Harry back."

"The pointed fork is here to greet you. What are you talking about Harry? Porter? It's James. Porter and Lily. Evans's son?' (Note 5)

Lawrence came back to his senses and stared at the map. There might be many Harry in the Muggle world. Potter, but there must be only one such Harry in England... and even the magic world. Porter,

"Yes..." Lawrence replied blankly,

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"Bigfoot is here to express helplessness. Evans was actually caught by a pointed fork."

"The moon face is not surprised here, but I just feel heartbroken and can't see the good show that the pointed fork was rejected by Evans."

"The insect tail is happy here to indicate that the pointed fork is indeed very powerful."

"Uh..." Lawrence felt that his head was a little too hard to turn. Did Harry's father make this thing with his friend?

"Squeak" Some noise came from the stairwell. Lawrence quickly stuffed the map under the pillow, squinted his eyes and pretended to sleep, and then the door of their room was quietly turned away. Lawrence knew from the cracks of his eyes that it was Mrs. Weasley who opened the door.
To be continued...