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  Hogwarts Library.

  Immersed in the vast sea of knowledge, Ian was oblivious to the fact that his performan Transfiguration had sparked a deep versatioween the current and future headmasters in Dumbledore’s office.

  The world of Transfiguration was utterly captivating.

  The steady growth of his proficy was equally exhirating.

  【Transfiguration (Level 3) 114/800】

  After a signifit leap in his progress, Ian gnced up to find that the afternoon had already slipped away.

  He checked the ented clo the wall.

  There were still fifty minutes until Potions css began. Knowing the uable nature of Hogwarts’ moving staircases, he relutly decided to cut his library visit short.

  Of course, he couldn’t leave empty-handed.

  To ensure he had something to study that evening, Ian resolved to borrow a few books.

  “Over here! Over here!”“I teach you five hundred ways to identify magical creatures!”“Fancy a bit of ary magic?”“My knowledge is so vast, it’s practically spilling out of my pages!”

  ……

  It had to be said that Hogwarts’ library was truly extraordinary. Even outside the Restricted Se, Ian entered several ented books that could speak.

  However, these weren’t the tomes he was after. Following the library’s meticulous cssification system, Ian browsed the shelves aed several books he had long inteo read.

  《A Brief Record of Hogwarts’ Enrolled Students Through the Ages》《A Detailed History of Wizards in the Middle Ages》《Legends of the Twilight Zohe Land of Illusion: Limbo》……

  While these books didn’t promise to enhance his magical abilities, they held secrets Ian was eager to uncover. He hoped to find traces of Professor Mara and Pandero in the annals of history.

  He also wao uand the e between himself and the Twilight Zone. Additionally, Ian suspected that Ariana might be lio a Hogwarts student from turies past.

  Though the kied prefect had promised to help him iigate, if Ariana’s elder brothers had already graduated, the prefect might not be able to uncover much.

  Ian always took his friends’ s to heart.

  Perhaps the books in the public se wouldn’t answer all his questions, but he could only explore step by step. If necessary, he could always find a way to sneak into the Restricted Se at night to seek the remaining answers.

  After all, the Restricted Se was breached repeatedly every year, so one more rule-breaking student wouldn’t make much difference.

  As the S Hat had said, Ian possessed traits from multiple Houses.

  “I’d like to borrow these books, please.”

  Ian pced a stack of seven ht books on Madam Irma Pince’s desk. The thin, sharp-faced librarian resembled an underfed vulture, her eyes narrowing as she ied the pile.

  “A Ravencw, are you?”

  Madam Pince was currently tending to her ented feather duster, which fluttered about like a restless bird.

  Being able tanize and guard the library at Hogwarts 365 days a year, Madam Pince was clearly either divorced or widowed— or perhaps simply married to her books.

  “Yes, ma’am.” Ian maintained his polite demeanor.

  “I’ve always liked Ravencws. You lot uand how to care for books better thaher Houses.” Madam Pince’s gaze softened slightly as she looked at Ian.

  She g the books he wao borrow.

  “Normally, I only allow young wizards to borrow five books at a time.” Madam Pione hihat Ian ushing his luck.

  “Perhaps I could be an exception?”

  “Ma’am, I only wish to learn more and bee a wizard who tribute to the world. I never knew my father; he likely died shortly after I was born.”

  “I heard he fell fighting You-Know-Who, probably just before dawn. I hope to achieve something so he knows I haven’t wasted the prote he gave me.”

  “He died to create a better life for me, so I must strive to excel.” Ian borrowed his roommate Michael’s backstory, weaving it into his plea.

  It was a toug tale, and in a erhaps, maybe, supposedly... wasn’t this a new form of truth? While pying the sympathy card, Ian also attempted a bit of subtle persuasion.

  The extraordinary trait of 【Thought Perception】 was now used with finesse by Ian. Though its effects were somewhat diminished, it was enough to guide him on how to proceed.

  “Ma’am, I brought some delicious Honeydukes’ sweets from Hogsmeade. ime I return the books, I’d be ho some for you to try.”

  Elderly, solitary individuals often fell for such gestures.

  “ing sweets while reading.” Madam Pince didn’t refuse, and in the absence of any modern cept of “Tang Niu’s Inequality,” not refusing naturally implied sent.

  “Of course, I promise they’ll return home intact.” Ian nodded obediently, and Madam Pince’s gaze softened further.

  “You’re quite likable, and you even remind me of my first love from childhood. I hope you won’t betray my trust or these precious books.”

  Madam Pince finally registered Ian’s book loans.

  “Of course, thank you for your help.”

  Ian quickly expressed his gratitude while clutg the stack of books.

  Though he didn’t believe for a sed that Madam Pince’s first love could have been as handsome as him, he also felt that she wasn’t as difficult to persuade as many young wizards cimed.

  Leaving the library, Ian found the corridors unusually quiet. Aside from a few Ravencws, few students frequehe path leading to the library.

  “Hiss~ Hiss!!!”

  Along the way, Ian entered a bristling cat, which growled at him with a low, menag sound, baring its teeth like a territorial bully. This was Mrs. Norris, the caretaker Argus Filch’s cat, whose temperament eculiar as her owner’s.

  “Please move aside.” Ian attempted to reason with her.

  However.

  “Hiss~ Hiss!!!!” Mrs. Norris only growled louder.

  “Adventus Timoris!”

  Ian had little patience for ill-tempered cats. Without hesitation, he drew his wand and cast a spell in the deserted corridor.

  “Meow! Meow!! Meow!!!”

  Mrs. Norris covered her eyes with her paws, rolling on the ground in terror aing cries like a distressed kitten. It was unclear what she was experieng, but the spell’s effects would st a few minutes.

  Stepping around the bewildered cat, Iauro the Ravenon room to drop off the borrowed books in his dorm.

  Cheg the time, he saw there were still thirty minutes left.

  However.

  “Hurry! Hurry! My brother told me we must never be te for Potions css!”

  “Seniors say teers are forced to drink a whole bottle of love potion!”

  “I heard it’s a vial of giant spider venom!”

  ……

  The Ravencw first-years were in a panic, dreading the sequences of beio Potions css. Their clever little minds couldn’t fathom why Snape would reward them in such a way.

  Perhaps it was because they were still too young and inexperienced. No matter hht, their minds were still just that— bright.

  “There’s plenty of time.”

  Ian said this, but in a, he quickly joihe group hurrying toward the Potions .

  This css, Ravencw would be sharing with Slytherin.

  (End of Chapter)