Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 46 Harvest
Shaking his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, Mike continued to walk deeper into the restricted books area.

Mike didn't find any restrictions on the next section of the road, which made him more alert. There were so many alarm-type restrictions at the entrance, it didn't make sense that there would be no defense here.

What Mike didn't 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 removed by Dumbledore's order.

Dumbledore is definitely the kindest headmaster in the history of Hogwarts, no doubt about it. Before he became the headmaster, the school rules of Hogwarts were very cruel. Just as Filch said to Mac and the others that night in the Forbidden Forest, the punishment for students who violated the school rules at Hogwarts was quite severe.

Filch's office still keeps those torture instruments, not only the chains used for hanging, but also branding irons, steel chisels, knives of strange shapes, etc. These torture instruments are 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 the dangerous restrictions in the restricted area.

After passing the second passage safely, the true appearance of the restricted book area finally appeared before Mike.

The restricted book area is not large, and Mike can see through the entire restricted book area at a glance.

There were about thirty bookshelves scattered in the dark restricted book area. These bookshelves were completely different from the bookshelves in the library outside. In Mike's magical perception, they looked like walls of light, emitting a faint magic, and it was obvious that some kind of magic had been released.

Mike took a quick look around and found that the books in the restricted area were not only well classified, but also spotless, as if someone cleaned them regularly.

Now Mike knew what the magic attached to the bookshelf was. It was cleaned and used to protect these precious books.

The bookshelves at the back of the forbidden book area contained books that were obviously about black magic, such as "Secrets of High-end Black Magic" and "Notes on Soul Cultivation". The magic fluctuations on these bookshelves were much stronger than those on the other bookshelves. In the field of magic perception, they were no longer walls of light, but walls of fire.

Looking at the strong magical fluctuations on these bookshelves, Mike decided to give up on them and turn to look at those bookshelves with weaker magical fluctuations. God only knows what kind of strange magic is attached to those bookshelves with black magic books.

Walking to the bookshelf with the weakest magical fluctuations, Mike took out a Muggle camera from the bag of the Traceless Extension Charm and started taking pictures.

Judging from the titles, this should be a bookshelf for storing advanced spells, "Shut Up Your Brain", "The Path to a Legilimency Master", "Detailed Explanation of Advanced Spells", "One Hundred Uses of the Fire Spell"...

As Mike filled up roll after roll of film, he gained a large amount of advanced magical knowledge.

Mike originally planned to use a magic feather pen to copy these books, but after discovering that Muggle cameras could be used in Hogwarts, he decisively gave up the idea. The efficiency of the two was simply incomparable.

These high-end magic books were thicker than the other, and Mike had already used up most of his film after just shooting the books on the first shelf. Mike had no choice but to pause and select the books that were useful to him to shoot.

By the time Mike had finished shooting all the spell books he had chosen, he had run out of film. 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 area are filled with materials on the history of magic and cutting-edge potion recipes.

Mike had no desire to learn about the historical secrets of the wizarding world. On the contrary, the huge sales of Dolphin Magic Drink made him very interested in potions.

He walked quickly to the rows of bookshelves where the potion recipes were placed and began to look for the books he needed.

"Felixir"? This is good, take a picture of it.

"Wolfsbane Potion"? Rubbish! No. ...

Before he could take many pictures of the recipe, Mike's film ran out.

The complexity of these potion formulas was far beyond Mike's imagination. The thickness of a cutting-edge formula like "The Felixir" was no less than that of a spell book like "Detailed Explanation of Advanced Magical Spells".

Looking at the bookshelf in front of him that was still mostly unphotographed, Mike let out a deep breath.

There was no other way, so he could only come back next time. The harvest this time actually exceeded Mike's expectations. He originally planned to take photos of a few important spells, but this time he also took photos of several cutting-edge potion formulas.

It was getting late, so Mike had no choice but to leave.

By the time Mike returned to the Ravenclaw common room, it was already dawn outside. The little eagles who had been partying in the common room had all returned to their dormitories to rest, leaving behind a mess.

Surprisingly, there was still one person who did not rest, and 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 covered him, Franklin grabbed Mike's hand with a look of horror. Mike was frightened and tried to pull his hand free 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 moment.

"Well, would you believe me if I said I just went out to the bathroom?" Mike said, scratching his nose.

Franklin finally reacted and slowly let go of Mike's hand. He said to Mike weakly, "I've been looking for you all night. Tell me honestly where you went? Why didn't you have sex with me? Aren't we friends?"

These three fatal questions made Mike extremely embarrassed. He really didn't expect that Franklin, this idiot, would wait for him in the lounge for a whole night, but he was still a little touched deep 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 that I'll 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 walked up to him and gave him a big hug, then whispered in his ear, "Hey, brother, listen to me. I promise you this is the last time, okay? I'll definitely take you with me next time."

Franklin clenched his fists tightly and choked back, "Yeah!"

Mike did not deny Franklin just now, which was undoubtedly a disguised acknowledgement of Franklin's words.

Finally unable to hold back tears, Franklin hugged Mike tightly and vowed in his heart that he must study hard and improve his abilities as soon as possible, otherwise he might never be able to help Mike.

(End of this chapter)