Library

"Iyad, after dinner, how about we go back to the dormitory and you tell me about what you've been doing lately?" Wednesday afternoon, Draco, who had finished his homework, asked Iyad about the things he was doing lately inside Slytherin.

Iyad slowly ate his food and didn't answer right away, he knew that Draco on his side was gathering his followers. Therefore, Iyad was not too convinced to share his very important plans to someone so significant for the future.

Adrian Bakker the next day after making use of the imprisoned wish book, shared with Iyad that his father had been released from Azkaban.

Iyad at that moment, questioned how far the power of the imprisoned wish book can go. All the wishes that were written in the book were fulfilled, so it should not have been something so extraordinary that the wishes were answered by the book without much trouble.

"Not for now, I have to go to the library to look for useful information and when I have it finished you will be the first to know." Iyad declined matter-of-factly.

"Alright then, you know you can trust me with anything. If you need any help don't forget to ask me, well, see you tonight." Draco said as he walked away with his two bodyguards.

Iyad didn't continue eating, he needed to consult basic information about Defenses Against the Dark Arts, due to the fact that this year's professor is very indifferent and his explanations didn't satisfy his needs.

In his last days he also helped many of the young Slytherin boys with their homework and difficulties, he showed not only his support but also his attention.

He also studied the new spell he had been learning for months that he has not yet had the opportunity to use. At Hogwarts, if it is not inside the classrooms it is very difficult to cast a spell as if he was caught he would get in trouble.

Switching to the library, Iyad looked at his leather bag where he kept all his most important items such as the book of imprisoned wishes. A day ago, when he remembered that his birthday was coming up, he thought of Hermione who was also having her birthday a few days later.

In the end, after much thought he decided to give a small gift. Having still had a photograph of his Granger family that he had forgotten to return, he decided to prepare a pocket watch with the Granger family photo on the inside. After all, he thought it would be a good thing.

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Hogwarts library has the largest and most comprehensive collection of magic books in the UK and even Europe, from ordinary teaching books to forbidden esoteric spells and dark magic that was now forbidden to students.

Iyad, who came to the library for the first time, was also amazed by the huge collection of books. The rows of shelves were closely connected, and there were as many as a thousand magic books on each shelf, which was much better than his family's and even more spectacular than in the Harry Potter movies.

Perhaps due to the start of school, there weren't many young wizards in the library, they were leaning against the bookshelves or in the aisle in twos and threes, but they left plenty of in-between space for him to sit.

Just as he was about to walk, he felt a sharp pain in his left eye and, after being disoriented for a few seconds, the pain stopped passing. "That same pain again, it can't be possible that he's sick." Iyad thought in bewilderment.

The pain in his left eye started a day after he had used the imprisoned wish book, for which he only thought they were side effects of its use. However, he had nothing to prove that his conjecture was true.

When the pain in Iyad's left eye passed, his eyesight settled down and everything returned to normal. After taking a closer look, he discovered a trail of magic in the air leading toward a shelf of books.

Iyad's eyes couldn't help but glance towards the forbidden book area, the magic of which he had not been in contact with, all found on those shelves.

"Kid, are you looking for any books?" Madam Irma Pince, who was the librarian, approached and asked quietly.

"Yes, ma'am, where are the books related to Defense Against the Dark Arts classes?" Iyad retracted his gaze to the forbidden book area and turned to Mrs. Pince.

"Follow me..." Madam Pince led Iyad to a bookshelf, pulled a set of Defense Against the Dark Arts books off the shelf and handed it to Iyad, then said after a pause.

"You may simply read books that are not within the area of forbidden books. Unless you can get permission from the teachers, you are not allowed to look at or borrow related books." Madam Pince pointed out.

"I'm just curious, but I don't intend to go in." Iyad held the book in his hand and shrugged casually.

Iyad wasn't going to be reading these dangerous forbidden books anytime soon, after all, with the special magic he studies from his family, it's not suitable for him to learn such advanced, let alone obscure, magic that he couldn't control.

Anyway, if he wants to obtain any specific spells, I can consult with his family directly.

After Madam Pince explained the ground rules to Iyad, he turned and left. After all, she had to keep an eye on the little wizards of the past few years. Almost always from time to time, there would be little wizards trying to get into the forbidden book area.

Iyad smiled helplessly and turned his gaze to the trail of magic in the air that still lingered and walked towards the bookshelf.

When he reached the shelf, he looked at a very abnormal small book to be in a place like this, tucked away in a corner. "Let's see what it's about." Iyad murmured before taking the book and looking at the paste.

"How many famine and demons." The title seemed very exaggerated and Iyad thought it would be a joke from some wizard coming from the muggle world, but not only the trace of magic told him that this book contained something special.

Walking over to the sitting area and sitting down, Iyad was in no hurry to read books on Defense Against the Dark Arts. First, he picked up that mysterious book and opened it without a care in the world.

Soon there was only the sound of turning pages in the library, and all occasional thoughts were silenced by his undivided attention.