Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs,†sighed George, patting the heading of the map. “We owe them so much.†“Noble men, working tirelessly to help a new generation of lawbreakers,†said Fred solemnly. “Right,†said George briskly. “Don’t forget to wipe it after you’ve used it —†“— or anyone can read it,†Fred said warningly.[Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter 10]