Chapter 82 How illegal can books in the restricted book area be?


Chapter 82 How illegal can books in the restricted area be?
“This is nonsense!”

When Andrew handed the note to Mrs. Pince, a tone he had never heard came from Mrs. Pince's mouth.

However, when she saw the signature below, her bad temper subsided a bit, and she began to look at the light, looking from the book title to the signature, and then from the signature to the book title.

Afterwards, Mrs. Pince's expression softened, but only a little.

"Okay, it's all true...but you have to wait a while..."

She frowned and walked quickly outside the library. She didn't know what to say to the portraits outside. Then she waited for a few more minutes before quickly returning. She stared at Andrew for a while, and her tone became much softer. .

"Well, kid, why didn't you tell me you were working as an assistant now?"

It was obvious that Mrs. Pince had just had a conversation with Professor McGonagall—probably mixed with suggestions that such outrageously out-of-class books should not be borrowed for younger students, and that the attitude should be very firm.

Otherwise, Mrs. Pince would have no reason to get the explanation from Professor McGonagall that Andrew would serve as an assistant. It is estimated that Professor McGonagall found that she could not persuade Mrs. Pince to lend such a dangerous book to a junior student, so she explained it with the fact that Andrew was an assistant.

Strong professors are generally unwilling to make concessions in their fields, and librarians are no exception - Andrew saw a prefect being thrown out of the library more than once by a book...

There is no way, even banned books are divided into levels. Some books can be obtained by senior students casually. The books are just placed in the forbidden book area without any magic ban. Some brave people will even occasionally try to read them when Mrs. Pince is not there. Look through it when you pay attention. This kind of stuff is just for filling up the library in the restricted book area.

For some books, senior students must carefully check their signatures when receiving approval slips. It would be a crime for non-professionals to see the content inside, and the authors may even use some special means to remind readers.

The most outrageous book even has a separate magic blockade. Even if a naughty guy breaks into the library at night, no page can be opened without Mrs. Pince to unlock the magic.

Three of the books Andrew borrowed belonged to the second category, and one belonged to the most dangerous category...

He almost trotted all the way to Professor McGonagall's office with the book in hand, without any desire to read it - Professor McGonagall had long recommended him to read any books he could. His Transfiguration practice was flourishing, but there was no such thing as this. Outrageous curiosity.

"I just spoke to her."

Professor McGonagall looked at Andrew, who was trotting over, and motioned for him to put down his book.

"When I saw Mrs. Pince unraveling the magic, I became a little afraid of these books - they were too far away from me."

Andrew shook his head, "I still know the level of my transformation skills. It may take another two years for me to understand them."

"Pretty much, your theoretical knowledge has improved very quickly," Professor McGonagall nodded, "Remember your work tomorrow."

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"Work…"

Andrew looked at Percy on the side, very curious about what today's work was, which actually required two assistants at a time.

But he soon ran out of time to care.

While waiting for the content of today's overtime class, Professor McGonagall had already marked the books he wanted to read and the rough chapters he wanted to read.

At the same time, he also knew why this thing was so outrageous that it was classified as a forbidden book - it didn't matter if he introduced human transformation at the beginning, the chapter that Andrew read contained a lot of understanding of the Disguise Magus and the existing transformation techniques. Limitations of thinking.

Andrew can even see from the catalog a discussion of magical creature transformation, something that is clearly marked as unfeasible in lower grade textbooks...

'But the author's skills are real...'

He exclaimed in admiration - the study of eye color and pupil shape alone took a whole chapter to describe, and there were even experiments on the analysis and deformation of eyeballs to correct vision, as well as discussions and imitations of the eye structure of magical creatures. Those particular conjectures.

However, the specific chapters of the latter were not allowed to be read, so Andrew had no choice but to give up - just follow the professor's instructions for things beyond his ability.

He was even more timid - he only recorded a lot of transformations and thoughts about hair.

"Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!"

There was a heavy knock on Professor McGonagall's door - which made Andrew, who was writing notes, raise his head curiously.

Who is so courageous?

The Vice-Principal, who has almost everything in charge of finance and human resources, should only communicate politely even when the Minister of Magic comes!

However, Professor McGonagall's expression did not change, "Hagrid, come in, I don't want to repair the door."

Oh, that's not surprising.

Andrew also instantly understood why someone like Professor McGonagall, who was not too fond of success, had such an outrageous office door.

They are all prepared for Hagrid.

As the office door opened, the surprisingly wide door suddenly turned into a door with appropriate proportions. "I'll pay this quarter's rent, Professor McGonagall."

As he spoke, Hagrid took off a sack about the size of a sack from his waist. After thinking about it, he took out a super-large piece of parchment from his pocket and placed it on Professor McGonagall's desk.

"And my item application for next quarter."

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall smiled (this was rare), "Do you have any other needs other than a written report?"

"No, I'm very satisfied with everything," Hagrid said, feeling a little ashamed, "I mean, everything is fine and it couldn't be better."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. I will handle your report as soon as possible after the rent is handed over."

"That's great..."

After what seemed like an exchange between the shy newcomer and his boss, Hagrid left the office, and the sack was piled in front of Andrew and Percy.

"Check it out, then write the paperwork and go to Professor Alice on the fifth floor to enter the account."

"Professor Alice?"

Andrew was in a daze for a moment, but Percy responded, "Okay, Professor, I will take Andrew there."

"That's good, I have to go to class."

Professor McGonagall nodded, put away the books that Andrew had read, locked them in the drawer with magic, and left.

Andrew and Percy simply used magic to create a place, used transfiguration to create a fence, and began to lift the bag with difficulty, and then dumped it with difficulty - the bag's traceless expansion spell obviously did not reduce it. Heavy, relatively low-level.

But the two of them discovered that they had made a mistake - a large bag of gold was poured out and piled into a hill.

"Oh My God…"

"Merlin's beard..."

The two people sighed with emotion - this pile of shining gold was so shining.

"How much is this?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it..."

Andrew said as he picked up a thick stack of parchment from the table, and then began to rapidly transform.

Soon, a 10x10 wooden pallet with a round hole that could just hold a hundred galleons was transformed. Without this thing, Andrew was afraid that his hands would get cramps when counting.

Weighing is faster, but not as accurate as this.

He adjusted the size and showed it around a bit with Percy - who quickly figured out how to use it because it was so effective.

The two had a clear division of labor. Percy used magic to lift a pile of Galleons for filling, while Andrew controlled the thing to pour out the Galleons and calculated them with a simple counter.

Even so, both of them still had slightly shaking hands when counting.

"It's finally finished."

The two repackaged the galleons, then carried them upstairs with Percy.

"By the way, who is Professor Alice?"

"She is not responsible for teaching courses. She is responsible for managing school finances, calculating professors' salaries, calculating subsidies and budgets, etc..."

Finance...

It's normal - when the expenses of teachers and students in the school are added up, the mountain of galleons just now is not enough to spend. Even the budget is enough for a normal person to collapse from exhaustion. It's normal, it's too normal.

"Don't you know?"

"How do I know?"

"Oh, by the way, you haven't received the subsidy yet..." Percy nodded, "You will often have contact with Professor Alice in the future. Professor McGonagall is still responsible for the accounting of the courtyard, which is not an easy job. "

(End of chapter)

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