Chapter 46 Harvest
Shaking his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, Mike continued to walk towards the depths of the restricted book area.
Mike did not find any restrictions on the next section of the road, which made him more alert. The passage alarm-type restrictions at the entrance were so dense, it was unreasonable that this place would be unguarded.
What Mike did not know was that there were indeed restrictions here, and they were the kind of attack restrictions that would kill anyone who touched
them. However, these restrictions were all ordered to be removed by Dumbledore. Dumbledore is definitely the kindest headmaster in the history of Hogwarts, no one else. Before he became the headmaster, the school rules of Hogwarts were very cruel. Just as Filch told Mike and others that night in the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts treated students who violated the school rules very severely.
Filch's office still preserves those torture instruments, not only the iron chains used for hanging, but also branding irons, steel chisels, knives of strange shapes, etc. These torture instruments have been carefully preserved by Filch, waiting to be used again in the future.
After Dumbledore became the headmaster, he ordered the abolition of all overly cruel punishments, including those dangerous restrictions in the restricted area.
After passing the second passage without any danger, the true face of the restricted area finally appeared in front of Mike.
The area of the restricted area is not large, and Mike can see through the entire restricted area at a glance. There are
about thirty bookshelves scattered in the dark restricted area. These bookshelves are completely different from the bookshelves in the library outside. In Mike's magical perception, they are like walls of light, emitting a faint magic, and it is obvious that some kind of magic has been released.
Mike took a general look and found that the books in the restricted area were not only classified, but also spotless, as if someone came to clean them frequently.
Now Mike knows what the magic attached to the bookshelves is. It is cleaned up to protect these precious books.
The innermost bookshelves in the restricted area are stored with books such as "The Secret of High-end Black Magic" and "Soul Cultivation Notes", which are obviously black magic books. The magic fluctuations on these bookshelves are much stronger than the other bookshelves. In the field of vision of magic perception, they are no longer light walls, but completely fire walls.
Looking at the strong magic fluctuations on these bookshelves, Mike decided to give up on them and look at the bookshelves with weaker magic fluctuations. God knows what kind of strange magic is attached to the bookshelves with black magic books.
Walking to the bookshelf with the weakest magic fluctuations, Mike took out a Muggle camera from the bag of traceless extension spell and started taking pictures.
Judging from the titles of the books, this should be a bookshelf for storing advanced magic spells, "Shut Up Your Brain", "The Path of Legilimency Master", "Detailed Explanation of Advanced Magic Spells", "One Hundred Uses of Fire Spells"...
As roll after roll of film was filled by Mike, a large amount of advanced magic spell knowledge was collected by Mike.
Mike originally planned to use a magic feather pen to copy these books, but after discovering that Muggle cameras can actually be used in Hogwarts, he decisively gave up this idea. The efficiency of the two is simply incomparable.
These high-end magic books were thicker than the last, and Mike had already used up most of his film after shooting the books on the first bookshelf. Mike had no choice but to pause and select the books that were useful to him to shoot.
When Mike finished shooting all the selected spell books, he had very little film left. What was worse was that he had wasted too much time, and it would be dawn in a few hours.
The remaining bookshelves in the restricted book area were filled with magical history materials and cutting-edge potion formulas.
Mike had no desire to learn about the historical secrets of the wizarding world. On the contrary, the huge sales of the Dolphin Magic Drink made him very interested in potion science. He
walked quickly to the bookshelves where the potion formulas were placed and began to look for the books he needed.
"Felixir"? This is good, shoot it.
"Wolfsbane Potion"? Rubbish! No.
...
Before he could shoot many formulas, Mike's film was used up.
The complexity of these potion formulas far exceeded Mike's imagination. The thickness of the cutting-edge formulas such as "Felixir" is no less than that of the spell books such as "Detailed Explanation of Advanced Spells".
Looking at the bookshelf in front of him, which was still half unfinished, Mike exhaled a deep breath.
There was no other way, he could only find an opportunity to come back next time. The harvest this time actually exceeded Mike's expectations. He originally planned to take pictures of a few important spells and be done with it, but this time he also took pictures of several cutting-edge potion formulas.
It was getting late, and Mike had no choice but to leave.
When Mike returned to the Ravenclaw common room, it was already dawn outside. The little eagles who were originally reveling in the common room had returned to their dormitories to rest, leaving only a mess.
Unexpectedly, there was still one person who had not rested, that was Franklin.
Mike carefully avoided Franklin who was dozing on the sofa, and prepared to return to the dormitory without anyone noticing. But seeing Franklin shivering on the sofa, Mike softened his heart and took out a blanket from the dormitory and gently covered Franklin.
The moment the blanket was covered, Franklin grabbed Mike's hand with a look of horror. Mike was startled and tried to pull his hand out but failed. He had no choice but to lift the Disillusionment Spell.
Seeing Mike appear in front of him, Franklin opened his mouth in surprise, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.
"Uh, if I say I just went out to the bathroom, would you believe it?" Mike scratched his nose and said.
Franklin, who finally reacted, slowly let go of Mike's hand and said to Mike weakly: "I've been looking for you all night. Tell me honestly where you went? Why didn't you come to me? Aren't we friends?"
These three fatal questions made Mike extremely embarrassed. He really didn't expect that Franklin, this fool, would foolishly wait for him in the lounge all night, but he was still a little touched in his heart.
"I went to a dangerous place, but I didn't take you with me because... I was afraid you would get hurt."
"To put it bluntly, it's because I'm too weak and will hold you back, right? I'm so stupid, I thought we were friends who could talk about anything."
Franklin slumped down on the sofa, tears about to fall.
After a long silence, Mike came forward and gave him a big hug, whispering in his ear: "Hey, brother, listen to me. I promise you this is the last time, okay? Next time I will definitely take you with me."
Franklin clenched his fists tightly and choked back: "Yeah!"
Mike did not deny Franklin just now, which undoubtedly acknowledged Franklin's words in disguise.
Finally unable to hold back tears, Franklin hugged Mike tightly and vowed in his heart that he must study hard and improve his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he might never be able to help Mike.