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Chapter 101: The Principal and the Principals
Who has the ability to forge book fragments?
Who has the ability to use special magic to hide a book in the library, allowing only students in need to see one or two pages, and then make it disappear?
Who can write this book that can serve as a guide for confused students?
Without a doubt, Dumbledore.

So, the satisfied headmaster and vice-headmasters left, leaving Dumbledore to deal with the most important business at the moment.

-

"Come here, Taylor-san?"

When Andrew arrived at Professor McGonagall's office the next day, another prefect who had already taken a seat greeted him.

"Well, get out of class just ended. Good morning."

Andrew piled his schoolbag aside and said hello to the other party before sitting down. There weren't many documents today - this was good news.

"Did you hear that Peeves has become much more restrained?"

"Is this the end of the story?"

"Well, there wasn't even an attack this morning. It's just as expected. The more you target it, the more interested it becomes, and the more unusual it behaves."

So all the troubles in the castle recently were caused by everyone's carelessness?

Andrew, who was not aware of the situation at all, completely ignored the fact that he was the one who instigated the incident. "That's great. The corridor will be much safer in the future."

"Not necessarily," the other party smiled, "Are you interested in joining our hunt?"

"Hunting?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized that the Gryffindor in front of him who was about to graduate had not given up.

"I'm about to leave the campus. This kind of secret treasure needs to be excavated even the night before I leave. We decided to start a big investigation. Are you interested, Taylor?"

"I'm only in the first grade," Andrew spread his hands, "and you guys are on duty, I have to come every day..."

The prefect who was about to explain that it was because he valued his brain and logic stopped talking - it was true that fighting Peeves required courage and wisdom, but snatching someone from Professor McGonagall...

"Then let's just focus on the office first. We just don't want to have any regrets. We can't just go to the library with those guys and try our luck, right?"

...

It was really hard to respond to this - after all, we didn't know whether Andrew was in the library or not, and it wasn't like Peeves really had any secrets. The thing about the library was purely something he made up.

"Then I can only wish you good luck."

"Trust me, it will be fine."

The two smiled and began to devote themselves to their work.

-

"I feel like a spinning top. Do you feel that way, Andrew?"

Huffman said with some fatigue on the way to the routine dragon viewing.

"How do you get so tired at your age?"

"Patrol, teach, work in the office, keep an eye on Peeves, read in the library..."

"Night patrol?"

Andrew looked at Huffman. "Why are you patrolling at night?"

"That's what I wanted to ask as well," Huffman yawned, "It takes time... well, you know, it's all tiring - but students love to go to the library at night."

Although this was said incoherently, Andrew still understood it - perhaps a group of students felt that secrets would be exposed more easily at night, which was more in line with Dumbledore's character, and there were fewer people at night, so the number of people who stayed up late at night and secretly went to the library increased rapidly. "Poor... But what are you doing in the library?"

"Go read adventure books. I like to read them. Now I seriously suspect that Dumbledore would hide his own books among those books. He loves adventure so much!"

Mr. Filch, here's a prefect who's just as guilty as the students who don't sleep!
The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked towards Hagrid's hut.

-

"That's about it, Albus - absolutely classic Healing theory!"

In Dumbledore's office, the quill wrote quickly on the parchment. After the last part was completed, Dumbledore skillfully picked up the wand and began to use magic to age and destroy it until it became barely recognizable fragments.

"Don't forget to sign your name, Albus."

The portrait shouted, and Dumbledore reluctantly used the old-fashioned method to seal this brand new and weathered page.

There were already a large number of scraps of paper on the floor—theories that various headmasters had thought worthy of having their names attached to them.

Although some of them have actually been published, it doesn’t matter, people who find them will fill in the blanks on their own.

"Put these away first, and the formal books can be stuffed into the library later - you can put these away when they get impatient, so they can continue to be enthusiastic."

"Well, these fragments are hidden in the book covers. The other party must read them before removing the magic. This way, when they are looking for the real secrets, they will read those books carefully!"

A series of principals who care about their students began to come up with ideas - it is rare to have such a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

"Open them separately, open them separately, and it's best to write a message on them."

"You have to choose the books carefully. I don't recommend putting in popular books - it's hard to explain. Put in some niche but meaningful books, such as the History of Magic, how about that?"

A bunch of principals smirked - Professor Binns's course was quite famous in the school.

"Now that you have a message, write it. I am very pleased to see that you have read the whole book carefully and have your own thoughts, because finally someone values ​​the importance of history."

"Yes, this way even students who have read it will doubt that they missed it because they didn't think about it seriously!"

"Then write, this is part of the fragments of the manuscripts of the principals that you found. You thought that this knowledge should not be forgotten, but you could not tell the identity of the owner of the manuscripts of the Great Branch, and finally left them to students who were willing to trace the history.

"The remaining fragments are left inside the covers of several headmasters' biographies. With the end of this magic, the remaining books can be unlocked after careful reading."

"And you believe that he will seriously organize these things and dig out that history."

"Well done!"

The principal's remarks were unanimously supported by other principals.

"But what if no one finds out for a while?"

"Then spread rumors and point out the general direction!"

It was a rare thing that everyone agreed on, and a plan aimed at promoting student learning was quickly perfected.

"Go at night, Albus. It's best to put everything back and not expose it."

"Also, we have to strictly check the students who don't sleep tonight!"

"Sort them, sort them and pack them up. They'll be using them tonight. Then they'll really be treasure hunting in the library - this year's results will definitely be impressive!"

The action, which benefited everyone, suddenly fell into rhythm.

(End of this chapter)