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Chapter 100 Peeves Takes the Blame

"Expand the library..."

Andrew sighed, looking at the demands in front of him, he just felt a headache.

How could this matter somehow hit him in the head - it's outrageous!
Last night, a group of students who were doing odd jobs for Professor McGonagall were called to Professor McGonagall's office, and after a group discussion, they came to this very magical conclusion.

Well - expand the library, the sooner the better.

The specific operation is to use the Traceless Expansion Spell to enlarge the library, then use magic to reinforce it, and build enough soundproof magic to ensure that students who are willing to walk farther away with their books can study here without being disturbed.

The work they have to do is even simpler.

Roughly consider the time required for temporary expansion, confirm the style and quantity of tables and chairs that need to be moved, then make a plan and give it to Professor McGonagall, and then wait for approval.

Try to finish it in one night so that students coming the next day can study without being disturbed.

This request almost dumbfounded Andrew - was it too much?
But the others were very interested. Not counting Andrew, there were three other people who came to consider the decoration issues today.

But——the four of them are all laymen...

There is no such subject as architecture at Hogwarts - and the magic of magic is that as long as enough protective magic is released, the house will not collapse.

Andrew suspected that this thing was monopolized by the so-called magical nobles - of course, he did not rule out that the advanced courses in Muggle Studies would involve this thing. Anyway, the houses in Diagon Alley, the commercial street of the wizarding world, and the houses in Hogsmeade were very beautiful, and the Hogwarts castle was not bad either.

"It would be great if there were someone in the castle who could help..."

He shook his head and finally chose to give up this job that he was not good at at all. After taking the piled-up documents from the other three people and processing them, he pushed the remaining work to the three enthusiastic class leaders.

"This is strange... Where is Professor McGonagall? She doesn't have any classes today... Why isn't she in her office?"

Logically speaking, expanding the library was no small matter, but Professor McGonagall wasn't there to offer advice - that was odd.

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"Um…"

Professor McGonagall looked at the "Magic Legends Magazine" in front of her and nodded with satisfaction.

It had all been minor incidents before—even Peeves wasn’t a serious problem, and she’d just read the story briefly and let it go.

But this time was different - the students' enthusiasm for entering the library was a matter of great importance, and she had to take some time to seriously understand this story, which was most likely made up.

The result was very satisfying.

Although the reasons why students go to the library are problematic, it is acceptable - you will get used to it after going there for a while.

But compared to Peeves, this story has a clear disadvantage.

Peeves was over there, attracting the students, but there wasn't a single book like that in the library - at least one that Professor McGonagall hadn't seen or heard of.

Judging from the time she spent in the library during her student days - if such a book really existed, she should have seen it, or at least heard of it.

But it didn’t…

Unlike Peeves, without feedback, those students would probably lose interest quickly...

This is absolutely not allowed.

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall decided to make a small contribution to maintaining the learning culture in school.

She stood up, pushed open the hidden door, and then covered it again with magic - she would stay in this room for a while when she was very angry with Gryffindor.

"It's time to talk to Albus."

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"Albus, you're stealing!"

The painting in the principal's office whispered, "But if you are willing to list me as the second author, I can testify for you——"

"Shut up, you shameless guy!"

"I was the Headmaster at that time, Albus!"

"Shut up, you should have regretted it a long time ago, Armando Dippet!" Everyone was arguing happily - they were all principals, and no one spoiled anyone else.

But here’s the thing – there’s only one book.

While Dumbledore was out on business, a group of headmasters who became interested in "Wizarding Legends" because of Peeves listened to the Sorting Hat reading the magazine left behind by Dumbledore.

The Sorting Hat, who is always looking for trouble, made a very interesting suggestion.

Have Dumbledore actually write a book and hide it in the library - and mark in the book the headmaster who favored the young Dumbledore.

Dumbledore, who was just watching for fun, was suddenly instigated by a group of headmasters to write a book and hide it in the library. But before he started writing, the headmasters behind him were already arguing fiercely.

The main reason was that everyone was very idle - the time spent on the wall was nothing but quarreling, except for wandering around other portraits, enjoying the scenery and attending parties.

Influenced by the headmaster of the Gryffindor Department, everyone was quite interested in the issue of authorship - just imagine, Dumbledore wrote a book in the library, and then thanked the old headmaster who had a keen eye for talent at the beginning, and listed him as the second author...

Hiss—it will feel so wonderful once this book is discovered!

Ghosts have their own excitement, and headmasters have their own romance. Dumbledore looked at the headmasters who were talking at once behind him, and for the first time he didn't want to stay in the office.

Even if I write it, who should sign it?

Even the First White Wizard has encountered an unsolvable problem at this moment - how to deal with this?

Fortunately, just when he was so distressed that he planned to go out and hide for a while, the doorbell of the principal's office rang.

Professor McGonagall soon appeared in front of him.

"Albus, we need to talk."

...

“I haven’t written it.”

Dumbledore said firmly.

"Then write one, Albus."

Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall - it was the first time he heard Professor McGonagall, who had advised him to be steady, say such very Gryffindor words.

"Yes, the library is already busier than the end of term," Professor McGonagall nodded affirmatively, "Let's just assume that the library does have this book."

"That's what I'm saying, Albus. The Library does need it, and I'm willing to sign my name to attest that it does exist."

The oil painting behind him interjected, but was soon caught up in the ridicule of others.

"All signed."

Professor McGonagall was very decisive.

"To sign them all - that's not just one book, Minerva. Everyone would suspect we did it later."

"Only the fragments remain - the fragments of the headmasters' works collected by Albus, and then compiled into a volume and placed in the library with the hidden book."

"As for the cause of the damage, I'll just write Peeves - Albus fought Peeves and obtained these badly damaged trophies. He learned a lot from them, but since he couldn't confirm which headmaster left them, and the knowledge was too profound and messy, he could only put them together and hope that someone with a destiny would find them."

???

Isn't this the content of that magazine changed?

The headmasters on the wall stared at Professor McGonagall - and saw that she had the makings of a headmaster.

"But how did our book end up in Peeves' hands?"

"The manuscript was stolen as a prank."

This is the last issue - but everyone is very satisfied.

Then a deputy headmaster and most of the headmasters looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

(End of this chapter)