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Chapter 82 How illegal can the books in the restricted area be?
"It's just nonsense!"

When Andrew handed the note to Madam Pince, a tone of voice came out of her mouth that he had never heard before.

However, when she saw the signature below, her bad temper subsided a little, and she began to examine it against the light, from the title to the signature, and then from the signature to the title.

Then Madam Pince's expression softened a little, but only a little.

"Okay, it's all true... but you have to wait a moment..."

She frowned and walked quickly out of the library. She said something to the portrait outside, then waited for a few minutes before quickly returning. She stared at Andrew for a while, and her tone became much lighter.

"Well, kid, why didn't you tell me you were working as an assistant now?"

Apparently, Madam Pince had just had a conversation with Professor McGonagall - probably mixed with her suggestion that such ridiculously beyond-the-syllabus books should not be lent to lower grade students, and her attitude must have been very firm.

Otherwise, there is no reason for Mrs. Pince to get such an explanation from Professor McGonagall that Andrew was an assistant. It is estimated that Professor McGonagall found that it was impossible to convince Mrs. Pince to lend such a dangerous book to a junior student, so she explained that Andrew was an assistant.

Strong professors are usually unwilling to give in in their own field, and librarians are no exception - Andrew has seen prefects being thrown out of the library by books more than once...

There was no way. Even banned books were divided into different levels. For some books, high-level readers could easily obtain approval slips. The books were simply placed in the banned area without any magical seal. Some brave people would even occasionally try to flip through them when Madam Pince wasn't paying attention. These were considered the stuff used to fill up the library in the banned area.

For some books, senior students must carefully check the signature when receiving the approval slip. It is a crime to show the contents to non-professionals, and even the author will use some special means to remind readers.

The most outrageous books even have their own magic blockade. Even if a naughty guy breaks into the library at night, he can't turn a page without Madam Pince to break the spell.

Of the books Andrew borrowed, three belonged to the second category, and one belonged to the most dangerous category...

He almost trotted all the way to Professor McGonagall's office with the book in his hand, without any desire to read it - Professor McGonagall had already recommended the books he could read to him, and his Transfiguration practice was making good progress, so he wouldn't have such an outrageous curiosity.

"I just spoke to her."

Professor McGonagall looked at Andrew who was jogging over and motioned for him to put the book down.

"I'm a little scared of these books after seeing Madam Pince undo her magic - they're too far away from me."

Andrew shook his head. "I am still aware of my level of Transfiguration. Maybe it will take another two years for me to understand them."

"Almost. Your theoretical knowledge has improved rapidly," Professor McGonagall nodded. "Remember your work for tomorrow."

-

"Work…"

Andrew looked at Percy on the side, very curious about what today's work was, which actually required two assistants at once.

But he soon ran out of time to worry about that.

While waiting for the content of today's overtime work, Professor McGonagall had already marked the books he wanted to read and the chapters he would roughly read.

At the same time, he also knew why this thing was so outrageous that it was included in the forbidden book - it was okay to introduce human body deformation at the beginning, but the chapter Andrew read contained a lot of understanding of Metamorphmagus and thinking about the limitations of existing Transfiguration.

Andrew could even see in the catalogue the discussion of magical creature transformation, something that was clearly marked as unfeasible in lower grade textbooks...

'But the author's skills are genuine...'

He exclaimed in admiration - the study of eye color and pupil shape alone took up an entire chapter, and there were even experiments on the analysis and deformation of eyeballs to correct vision, as well as discussions on the structure of the eyes of magical creatures and conjectures on imitating those peculiarities.

However, Andrew was not allowed to read the specific chapters of the latter, so he had to give up - when it came to things beyond his ability, he would just listen to the professor.

He was even more timid - he only recorded a lot of transformations and thoughts about hair.

“Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!”

There was a heavy knock on Professor McGonagall's door - Andrew, who was taking notes, couldn't help but look up curiously.

Who is so courageous?

The vice-headmaster is in charge of finance and personnel. Even if the Minister of Magic comes, he should be polite when communicating with him!

But Professor McGonagall's expression did not change, "Hagrid, come in, I don't want to fix the door."

Oh, that's not surprising.

Andrew also instantly understood why someone like Professor McGonagall, who was not good at showing off, had such an outrageous office door.

They're all for Hagrid.

As the office door opened, the door that was originally surprisingly wide suddenly became a door of appropriate proportions. "I'm here to pay the rent for this quarter, Professor McGonagall."

As Hagrid spoke, he untied a bag about the size of a sack from his waist. After thinking for a moment, he took out an extra-large piece of parchment from his pocket and placed it on Professor McGonagall's desk.

"And my item request for next quarter."

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall smiled (which was rare), "Is there anything else you need besides the written report?"

"No, I'm very happy with everything," Hagrid said, with a hint of shame. "I mean, everything couldn't be better."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I will process your report as soon as the rent is handed over."

“That’s great…”

...

After what looked like a conversation between a shy newcomer and his boss, Hagrid left the office, and the sack was piled in front of Andrew and Percy.

"Take inventory, write the paperwork, and go to Professor Alice on the fifth floor to enter the money into the account."

"Professor Alice?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment, but Percy reacted, "Okay, Professor, I'll take Andrew with me."

"That's good, I have to go to class."

Professor McGonagall nodded, put away the books Andrew had read, locked them in a drawer with magic, and left.

Andrew and Percy used magic to simply clear out a space, created a fence using Transfiguration, and began to lift the bag with great effort, then dumped it out with great effort - the bag's traceless expansion spell obviously did not have the ability to reduce its weight, so it was considered a relatively low-level one.

But the two of them found that they were wrong - a large bag of gold was poured out and piled up into a small hill.

"Oh My God…"

"Merlin's beard..."

The two of them exclaimed in admiration - this pile of shining gold was so dazzling.

"How much is this?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it..."

Andrew said as he picked up a thick stack of parchment from the table and began to transform it quickly.

Soon, a 10x10 wooden pallet with round holes that could just hold a hundred Galleons was transformed - without this thing, Andrew was afraid that his hands would cramp from counting.

Weighing is faster, but not as accurate as this.

He adjusted the size and showed it off to Percy - who quickly figured out how to use it because its effect was so obvious.

The two had a clear division of labor. Percy used magic to lift a pile of Galleons for filling, while Andrew controlled the thing to pour out and use a simple counter to calculate.

Even so, both of them had slightly shaking hands as they counted.

"It's finally finished."

The two re-packed the Galleons into bags and, with Percy carrying them, they went upstairs together.

"By the way, who is Professor Alice?"

"She is not responsible for teaching courses. She is responsible for managing the school's finances, calculating the salaries of professors, calculating some subsidies and budgets, etc..."

Finance...

That's normal - the expenses of teachers and students on campus are not enough to spend the mountain of Galleons just now. Making the budget is enough to make a normal person collapse from exhaustion. It's normal, too normal.

"do not you know?"

"how could I know?"

"Oh, by the way, you haven't received the subsidy yet..." Percy nodded, "You will often interact with Professor Alice in the future. Professor McGonagall is still in charge of the accounts of the school. It is not an easy job."

(End of this chapter)