The man behind Hogwarts

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Hogwarts in the afternoon is so beautiful.

William sent Cedric off apologetically.

The two had originally agreed to go to the library together, and William was prepared to help him look up information together.

now?

Poor baby.

Cedric went back to do his homework dejectedly.

He decided that even if he stayed up late today, he would still finish the two after-class homework assignments.

William admired his ambition, but still advised him to take care of his body.

You should also protect your face.

I heard that staying up too late will cause dark yellow skin, fatigue and drowsiness, damage to the liver and lungs...

And all of this may reduce the appearance.

Cedric:  …

Good looks? What is appearance? Can't eat it either.

I am determined to stay up this night, even Jesus can’t stop me, I said so.

Well, this is just William's imagination.

Judging from Cedric's expression when he left, William felt that he was really quite impressive.

"Come on, Cedric."

William whispered to himself to encourage his friend.

......

"Mrs. Pince, which books did you ask me to sort out? I have already sorted them out. What should I do now?"

"Um...what do you want to do?"

"I?"

Does this allow me to come up with my own ideas? William felt a little anxious in his heart.

"I want...I want..."

"Forget it, don't think about it, just go and read by yourself." Mrs. Pingsi waved her hand proudly, signaling for William to step back.

"Ok."

William really had no idea for a while.

I really want to go into the forbidden book area, but if I think about it, I know that Mrs. Pince will definitely not agree.

As for "library classification standards"?

William hasn't made it yet.

It was only after trying it that William suddenly realized how huge a project it was.

‘No wonder there were some library scholars in the previous life? ’

‘Library classification management is indeed a science. ’

William wanted to find someone to do it together, but he didn't have enough energy to do it alone.

‘Forget it, don’t think about this first. The top priority is to adapt to the demonic constitution. ’

After searching for a while in the library, Fran and the others were not found.

William had no choice but to find a book and read it quietly.

Although he has extraordinary memory, he can read a book quickly with ten lines at a glance.

But William did not do this.

For him, reading has become a hobby and a pleasure.

Rough reading will ruin your interest.

......

It's getting dark.

The library was lit by candlelight.

"William."

William was wandering seriously in the world of books when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, the voice was very low, and he felt that the down on his ears was a little warm.

Looking up, he saw a familiar face.

"Henry?"

The visitor was officially a member of Fran's small team, and also a member of the group who was beaten by William during the sorting ceremony.

"Why are you here, where is Fran?"

William's voice was also very soft, worried that Mrs. Pince would hear him.

"Fran asked me to come find you. He said we would meet in a woods behind the school hospital at noon tomorrow."

"This is?"

"He found ten people?"

"Yes, we have a total of ten people here, and we have found them all."

William immediately beamed.

He even couldn't help but lick his lips.

Henry felt a chill in his heart when he saw it, and his eyes seemed to hurt again.

"We agreed, tomorrow at noon."

"Don't leave so fast." William grabbed him, "Why is the time set at noon?"

"I don't know. Maybe I had dinner at noon and then I had the strength to fight."

William had black lines on his forehead.

‘He is so stupid, if I beat him up, I won’t be infected, right? ’

'There can never be such a simple reason. ’

"Forget it, let's go."

"I'll be there on time at noon tomorrow."

"Okay." Henry left in a hurry.

......

William was excited after learning the good news.

He simply didn't stay in the library and borrowed the books he hadn't finished reading just now and took them back to the dormitory to read.

At the door, he showed his characteristics as a social cow and talked to Mrs. Pince.

"Mrs. Pince."

"I found that there seems to be no precise classification of books in the library."

"Isn't there?" Mrs. Pince said impatiently: "Spells, herbs, potions, history of magic..."

"But, isn't this classification too crude?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look, our comprehensive area has books all over the floor. Can we come up with a more detailed classification standard?"

"is this necessary?"

William nodded: "There must be some. Classifying them in this way will make it easier for teachers and students to find books."

"Moreover, precise classification can make knowledge more systematic and precise."

William didn't say a word:

Classification is human instinct.

When everyone sees a new thing, their first reaction is to classify it.

Is it edible or inedible?

whether it is helpful or harmful;

Is it natural or man-made...

In the world of ordinary people, division of labor has occurred because of classification; because of division of labor, various industries have arisen; because of the diversification of industries, society has accelerated progress.

William didn't know how much truth there was in his opinion, but he might as well give it a try.

Big deal.

You can also think of it as satisfying your own obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Mrs. Pince thought for a moment.

"It's very convenient to search for books now. If you want to read any book, you can just go find it."

William pondered for a moment.

"That makes sense." He did not continue the debate and agreed against his will.

Registered loan with Mrs. Pince.

William said: "Thank you, I'll go back first, good night."

"Ah."

Mrs. Pince's tone was indifferent.

Suddenly, she seemed to be saying to herself: "If you have an idea, you can think about it yourself first, and then I can help you take a look."

“If it’s really feasible, it’s not necessarily impossible.”

It could be heard that she didn't pay attention to her choice of words.

William smiled sincerely.

Turning around and looking at the inhumane and fierce-looking witch in front of him, William just said: "Thank you, Mrs. Pince."

Not much to say.

At this moment, there is no point in talking.

......

Humming a song, accompanied by the moonlight, walking briskly.

In this strange world, William actually gained an unprecedented satisfaction today.

It's also a touch of satisfaction.

It is not as exciting as when you get the system;

Nothing beats the surprise of receiving a letter from an owl;

Not as fun as fighting Evelin...

It's just a very subtle, very smooth cooling sensation.

But it can make people smile.

In the story of "Harry Potter" in the previous life, Mrs. Pince was just a small character who was ignored and even hated.

William didn't pay attention to her either.

But after these two days of getting along, William suddenly discovered that Mrs. Pince was actually very charming.

(LSP withdraws)

‘It seems that we need to pay more attention to the library classification standards in the future. ’

‘After all, we can’t let people down. ’

......