The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"I think they should be allowed to clean up the Troll Valley, Professor." Filch followed in very sinisterly, holding his beloved kitten in his arms.

Obviously, Filch discovered the whereabouts of several people, and the important thing is that he also went to inform them!What a nasty guy.

Finally, under Professor Snape's tactful suggestion, several people were asked to help Mrs. Pince tidy up the library after class tomorrow.

Hermione was slightly relieved after hearing this. She swore that she never wanted to deal with trolls in her life. She could still clearly remember the smell emanating from them.

But Ron reminded her very thoughtfully: There are countless books in the library, and she doesn't know how to organize the library?

The next day's potions class was already difficult for the Gryffindor little lions. Harry and the others had to endure Malfoy's pitiful eyes throughout the whole process.

He wrote in his owl notebook:

What, the ghost's banquet is not fun at all, it makes us hungry, and the most important thing is that we were caught stealing food!

Harry, promise me!Next time, don’t just agree to other people’s requests, especially ghosts’ requests!

As soon as Malfoy started writing, Ron immediately replied: +1

Very good, this is the second time that the Weasley Burrow and the Malfoy Manor have peacefully coexisted. Although it is just a small thing, it still shows that the two people are not going to fight as soon as they meet.

After class, several people walked out of the classroom with heavy steps, hurried to the cafeteria to meet Rolf, and then quickly finished their lunch.

The originally pleasant lunch time became a little boring because of the heavy tasks that could be expected soon.

Ron was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, sighing but unable to eat it. Why didn't he want to eat the originally delicious drumstick now?

After arriving at the library, Mrs. Pince assigned tasks to several people. After hearing that it was just a simple cleaning task, not sorting out books as imagined, several people were greatly relieved.

"Mrs. Pince, I love you so much!!!" Ron almost jumped up in excitement, but what greeted him was Mrs. Pince's stern gaze.

"Mr. Weasley, I have to remind you that if you want to finish your meal at the normal time, I hope you will shut up for the next time!"

Ron shrank his neck in fright at Mrs. Pince's words, and then hid behind Hermione.

When cleaning the forbidden book area, Rolf wanted to go in and see what was in the legendary forbidden book area, but Mrs. Pince seemed to have been paying attention here and immediately came over to stop Rolf from cleaning.

"Mr. Scamander, you don't need to clean here. I will clean it up myself later. If you have cleaned up other places, you can leave." Mrs. Pince said hurriedly.

Although Mrs. Pince came over quickly, Rolf still took a look at a book that interested him. He may not have seen the name clearly, but he saw the words "Magic" and "History of Development".

He planned to come over when it was quiet at night and suitable for night walks, and secretly take a look at the book to see if there was anything he wanted.

Ron and Harry, on the other hand, were left in the library by Hermione to complete Professor Magic Spencer's three-foot long homework on "The Encyclopedia of Wizards in Medieval Europe".

This was the first time that Rolf heard that length was used to measure homework. After all, when he was in school, teachers set homework standards of [-] words or [-] words.

When it was late at night, Rolf suddenly opened his eyes, scratched the chicken coop-like hair on his head, sat up in a daze, and then tiptoed out of bed.

Hey, wait, what do I want to do when I get up?

Rolf who just got up may just be physically up, but his brain is still resting...

After he recalled the purpose of this night trip, he put on the invisibility cloak and climbed out of the Hufflepuff passage.

Looking at the empty corridors around him, and the cooing sounds of fat Scottish round-faced chickens coming from outside from time to time, Rolf tightened the invisibility cloak around him.

To be honest, after staying at Hogwarts for more than a year, this was his first time traveling at night. It would be really embarrassing for all of his Hogwarts time-travel colleagues to say it out loud.

Rolf cautiously wandered around the castle. When he passed every corner, he would lie there and peek for a while, for fear of being caught by Mr. Filch.

By the time he walked into the library, the confusion he felt when he first woke up had dissipated.

Rolf looked at the library in the darkness. It was dark and eerie.Fortunately, he had acquired the ability of night vision, otherwise he would have struggled to hold a lamp.

He could imagine what might go wrong if he held the lamp in one hand and flipped the book with the other.

For example, when he was lying in bed doing homework last night, he held the textbook in one hand and turned the pages of the book with the other hand. The disobedient book kept trying to fall to the ground.

Justin, who was previewing at the same time, thought Rolf was asleep, so he quietly walked up to him and thoughtfully tried to help him put all the books back on the bedside table. However, Rolf's eyes were as wide as bells, which frightened him. Jump.

The restricted book area is in the second half of the library, and today Rolf has used his cleaning skills to get there in advance.

He carefully stepped over the rope that separated these books from the rest of the collection and ran his fingers over each book, reading the titles carefully, trying to find the one he had seen that afternoon.

However, I don't know if Mrs. Pingsi was sorting out the restricted book area in the afternoon, but the "History of Development" miraculously disappeared.

And he couldn't figure it out from the title.Many of the peeling, faded gilt letters spelled out words he couldn't understand.

There are also some books that have no titles at all, which makes it much more difficult for Rolf to find the book he wants.

Rolf's finger traced a dark stain on a book. It looked like blood to him, and it looked terrible.

He hurriedly took his hand from it and rubbed it on his clothes in disgust.

He felt that there were waves of vague whispers coming from the books, as if those books knew that there was someone there who shouldn't be there. This might be his hallucination, but Rolf felt that it was more like It was like someone was actually whispering.

He had to start somewhere, because there was not much time left for him!He looked along the bottom of the bookshelf, trying to quickly find the book that looked interesting.

He suddenly saw a large black and silver book. The book looked very heavy. He took it out with difficulty, put it on his knees, and let it open by itself.

I saw "History of the Development of Magic and Divine Arts" written on the cover of the book, which was exactly the book I accidentally glanced at in the afternoon.

PS: Vote!I vomited in class, and originally wanted to code at noon, but firstly, the network in the classroom was not good, and secondly, it was too messy, everyone was chatting, which disturbed my train of thought, so I had to get up at 6 a.m. to code a chapter, and at night Go home after class and code a chapter.

Okay, I won’t bb anymore, because there are still 200+ multiple-choice questions waving to me, and your votes are much cuter than these multiple-choice questions.