Wandlessly, she cast a charm over the map so that it would look like any old regular map to the Muggles if they were to see it. She didn’t need to risk exposing herself to non-magical folk while she was there when she had been so careful to avoid the magical ones from discovering her. Casually, she shifted her right leg just enough under the table to be able to adjust the item she had strapped to her shin. She was carrying a hunter’s knife she had from her father’s old weaponry collection. It never hurt to have some back up in case she was unable to access her wand.