Chapter 9 The Hogwarts Library

"Mission of Magic trainee agent Rosie?" The fat woman glanced at the ID with some embarrassment, repeated Rosie's identity in a low voice, and then said, "Mr. Potter should still be in class now, I remember Friday afternoon two Classes for the graders are Dean Sprout's herbal class and, uh..."

The fat woman thought for a moment, and then said: "As well as Dean McGonagall's Transfiguration class, Ms. Detective can go to the Transfiguration class classroom on the first floor to find him."

"Transformation class?" Rossi said silently in his heart, and asked, "What time does the transformation class end?"

"Five thirty, um, if Dean McGonagall doesn't delay the class, it will be five thirty." The fat woman repeated the time and emphasized.

"Thank you for your answer." Rossi held the sides of the cloak with both hands and bowed slightly to express his gratitude, then turned his head and walked downstairs.

"Who is this, the fat lady?" A wrinkled witch suddenly squeezed into the portrait of the fat woman, gossiped as she watched Rosie leave, "The behavior looks like the style of the 50s. .”

This is because Rossi was influenced by those NPCs in the main game time.

The fat woman moved aside, trying to make herself feel less crowded, before she said, "That's right, Violet, it's really like the wizard etiquette in the 50s, ah, I really miss it."

After a pause, the fat woman seemed to think of something and said again: "Speaking of which, I seem to have seen a girl who looks very similar to this Miss Detective 50 years ago. Could it be her mother?"

"Miss Detective?" Violet repeated in surprise.

"Yes, I saw her ID. She is a trainee agent of the Ministry of Magic." The fat woman explained.

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Rossi walked downstairs slowly, and the portraits passing by all looked sideways at her, as if they were wondering why she went upstairs in a hurry just now, and now she is going downstairs again.

The continuous walking made Rossi feel a little hot and sweaty. He took off the cloak and put it in the inventory, and adjusted the lace on the chest and cuffs of the jacket. Then he took a long breath and felt a little cool. some.

"Are you going to find Harry Potter in the Transfiguration classroom? Is it not good to interrupt the students in class, besides, it's a sub-dean's class..." Rossi, who had already walked to the second floor, suddenly murmured in his heart , "I remember that in the original novel, Hermione found a clue to the basilisk in the library. If I want to trigger this clue, do I also need to find the book that records the basilisk in the library?"

"Anyway, there is still an hour before the end of get out of class, I might as well go to the library to look for clues, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

Thinking like this, Rossi turned around and walked to the library on the second floor.

The library is on the west side of the second floor of Hogwarts, in a different direction from the bathroom where Myrtle is located in the south.

Its gates are two reddish-brown wooden gates with vertically carved rectangular patterns.

At this time, one of its doors was closed tightly, and the other was half-opened, leaving room for two people to walk in at the same time.

Rossi had been to this place before, but the library was still an unopened game map at that time, and it was impossible to enter it.

Rossi walked in through the half-open door, and at a glance saw thousands of bookshelves tightly arranged inside.

Just a rough estimate, it can be seen that there are at least thousands of books stored on the shelves.

There are more than a dozen long tables lined up in the center of the library, surrounded by dozens of wooden chairs, presumably for students to study.

In the middle near the bookshelf, there is an obviously taller desk.

An elderly woman who looked a little malnourished was really sitting behind the desk, leaning against the desk with one hand resting her chin, and seemed to be flipping through some books with the other hand.

Rossi knocked lightly on the door, and only after attracting the attention of the thin woman, did she walk forward quickly.

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Rosie, an agent from the Ministry of Magic, and I want to check some information here."

"Hello, Miss Detective, I'm Alma Pince, the librarian."

Mrs. Pince looked closely at the pass that Rossi showed before she nodded and said solemnly: "You can go and check, but you have to remember that the library will be closed at eight o'clock, and eating is not allowed in the library. , Do not destroy books!"

"Of course, I will pay attention." Rossi put away the pass and promised with a smile.

After hearing Rossi finish speaking, she nodded silently, then turned her gaze back to the books on the desk again.

Rossi glanced down, and then asked, "Madam, do you know which book contains records about basilisks?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Pingsi was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "It seems that there is a collection of books about basilisks in the restricted area at the back, but I forgot the specific name, you need to find it yourself."

"Okay, thank you for your guidance." After thanking Rossi, she followed Mrs. Pince's guidance to the restricted area deep in the library.

"'Muggles who are in love with wizards don't usually betray their husbands or wives, and when lovelorn Muggles say their ex-boyfriend/girlfriend is a wizard or witch, they usually get bullied by other Muggles. laugh at'."

While walking to the depths of the bookshelf, while thinking about what she just inadvertently read from the books Mrs. Pince was flipping through, Rossi couldn't help laughing in her heart: "I can't think of this Mrs. Pince who looks stern. , actually like to read this kind of gossip books."

Compared with the general reading area where there are a few students in blue school uniforms flipping through books, the restricted area of ​​the library is a bit colder and quieter.

The dozen or so bookshelves symbolically enclosed by three red hemp ropes are erected against the wall. At a glance, they are clearly separated from the ordinary area that is deliberately placed far away.

Although she was wearing a knee-length skirt, Rossi raised her leg and walked over the hemp rope without paying attention.

I thought that the books on this bookshelf should be rarely read, and the covers would be somewhat stained with dust.

But it wasn't until he got close that Rossi realized to his surprise that these books were spotless.

"Is it the magic of constant cleaning? Or is it someone who often reads and cleans?" Rossi thought, picking up a book with a big black dog on the cover called "Omen of Death".

After flipping through the directory, Rossi found that there was no useful information and put it back.

Immediately afterwards, she began to screen the titles row by row, trying to quickly find the books that recorded the information she was looking for.

Just as she was rummaging through it, a closed eye suddenly opened on the top shelf, and there was a gloomy and cold breath in the dark pupil.

The next moment, its main body struck towards Rossi like a pitch-black flying arrow.

(End of this chapter)

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