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Inside the library at the other end of the castle grounds.

"Mrs. Pingsi, I need to borrow a book from the restricted area," Lin Mo stood on tiptoe before getting higher than the counter.

As soon as class was over, he rushed to the library, eager to borrow the book "Identification of Monsters". Mrs. Pince was a grumpy, middle-aged, thin woman who looked like a malnourished vulture with sunken cheeks.

, there are many wrinkles on his face, and his parchment-like skin and long hooked nose are particularly clear in the afternoon sun.

"Books in the restricted area require the professor's approval before they can be borrowed," Mrs. Pince said casually.

She didn't want to talk to this new student. Every year there were students who were overly curious and wanted to borrow books from the restricted area. But did they think the books in the restricted area were children's books? They could just read them at will.

So... when she saw Lin Mo taking out the approval slip, the expression on her face was really wonderful.

"You actually dare to forge the approval slip, who taught you, Brother Weasley?!"

She immediately took it away from Lin Mo's hand, held up the note, and shined it into the light again and again, using the light to test whether it was forged. After finding no clues, she took out her wand and pointed it at the note.

He pointed and muttered words that seemed to be some kind of mantra such as "Strictly check the authenticity, reveal the appearance quickly, and the magic will leave no trace".

But after several attempts, the small and dense handwriting on the note did not change or disappear.

This was written by the Potions Master himself.

""Identification of Monsters", right?" Mrs. Pince's eyes widened like a fighting cock. When she was angry, she looked as if she was going to have a heart attack: "It's Snape again! He actually allowed the first-year students to

Borrow books like this! There is no professor in the school who gives banned books to junior students as easily as he does! I noticed it when he was in school, and he was very fascinated by the contents in the forbidden book area. At that time, I warned him

Headmaster Dumbledore"

Lin Mo accidentally heard the Potions Professor's young gossip, and Lin Mo pricked up his ears curiously.

It's a pity that Mrs. Pince didn't mention the past events anymore. She muttered angrily: "It can't go on like this. Slytherin students can't let him do whatever he wants. I have to talk to Dumbledore again..."

"Ahem, look...can you take out the books I want to borrow first? I'm sorry to bother you."

The vulture-like Mrs. Pingsi stared at Lin Mo. After a moment, she turned around and walked into an entrance with a sign saying "Students Stopped". The soft clicking of shoes was behind the rows of visible and intangible bookcases.

After a while, she reappeared holding the thick book and placed it in front of Lin Mo with an unkind expression.

Lin Mo felt his stomach churn.

There is half a goblin's head on the huge cover.

It's not like half a goblin's head was drawn on the book cover, but it was a real thing, half a head cut off from a goblin's head, the kind of goblin he had seen in Gringotts, with the back of the head removed but a complete front picture included.

The face was fixed on the brown cover of the book by unknown magic, and the two ears were separately fixed on both sides and turned forward in a misaligned manner. The seam between the head and the book was stained with large areas of black stuff.

He couldn't guess what it could be other than dried blood.

He could even clearly see the sparse gray-white hairs on half of the head, the pale wrinkles on the face covered with coarse scurf, and the face was covered with large and small gray-brown spots, sunken and droopy faces.

The eyelids covered the eyes like a layer of thick washed cloth, and there was a line of dazzling blood scratches on the goblin's forehead.

That's the title of the book "The Identification of Monsters."

Lin Mo really didn't expect it to look like this.

"Is this... a real goblin?" he asked.

"It's genuine. According to the records, this was a book produced during the last goblin rebellion. Dark wizards of that era often used goblin bodies as materials for alchemy and manufacturing." Mrs. Pince rolled her eyes and said angrily:

"You'd better choose to return the book to me now. I believe you don't really need this book."

She was very happy to see the uncomfortable expression on the face of this new student. These curious children should be frightened to make them curb their excessive curiosity and avoid going astray.

But to her disappointment, the boy's demeanor quickly returned to normal.

For Lin Mo, although using the brains of intelligent creatures as magic materials was a bit out of principle, since it was practical, he calmed down his digestive organs in time. As for whether this book was really the product of the goblin rebellion, he didn't bother to delve into it.

.

He stood on his feet and said to the tall and thin Mrs. Pince who looked down at him:

"On the contrary, I really need help from this book. Please tell me how to use it."

"Really! You need its help, okay!" Mrs. Pince said angrily:

"Pull a hair from its head, open its mouth and throw it in, so that it can wake up. After using it, put a drop of water of life and death on the mark on its forehead to put it back to sleep. It can

Identify the monsters of monsters!”

She looked at Lin Mo with eyes full of disdain. She had probably classified this boy as an irredeemable student like Snape who was addicted to black magic. Even a normal child would be exposed to too many dark side contents.

They will also be tempted to go astray, let alone students who are naturally interested in these things.

Ask her to say that students like this should not be admitted to Hogwarts.

"I wish you a happy relationship! Return it in a week!" She said in a farewell tone as she dusted the book cover with a feather duster.

The book "Identification of Monsters" can actually be read like other books, but it contains too much content. Each page is filled with dense and ever-changing handwriting, introducing various magic products. If you want to

If you want to read it completely, unless you have Hermione's reading ability, you probably won't be able to finish it by the end of the year.

Just like a dictionary, normal people should never entertain the idea of ​​reading it all.

After putting on protective gloves, Lin Mo opened the goblin's mouth according to the instructions, revealing a bottomless black hole. He threw a hair of the goblin into it. After a while, the hard cloth-like eyelids slowly opened.

opened.

It let out a deathly sigh.

"Why so fast? Who woke me up..."

"I woke you up, so now you need to serve me."

The goblin's face showed a stiff and unexpected expression: "Freshman? Tell me, which year is this year?"

"Silver Age 8102, Republic Year 2333."

"I haven't slept enough for a year..." It let out another death-like sigh.

This kind of squealing sound with only air coming out but no air coming in was really scary. Lin Mo shuddered: "What are you?"

"Me..." The goblin's mouth opened and closed, showing a strange smile:

"I'm just a monster. Oh, don't be nervous. I'm not the goblin whose head was chopped off in half. This goblin has been completely dead for a long time. If you ask me, it should be grateful to be made into a book, otherwise it would be

Now it has been wiped out and there is not even a scum left, but in fact I don’t like this head, but I didn’t have a choice at the beginning, right? If you are willing to do me a favor.”

"Stop!" Lin Mo said quickly:

"I have a bunch of other problems waiting to be solved. I'm extremely busy from morning to night. I'm sorry that I'm not interested in any of your tragic life and experiences. Please don't issue any tasks to me. I don't believe you either.

Is there some kind of hidden treasure that I can get without taking any risks? I don’t believe in that. Also, don’t sell out. I don’t like seeing others sell out. When others sell out, I can’t help but think about it.

Have to go to the toilet."

The monster won’t give up yet: “But if”

"There are no ifs. I just need you to complete what you should do and help me identify magic items."

"but"

"No but! If you say one more word, I'll put you in the toilet!" Lin Mo sneered: "I think a magic book like yours will definitely survive the soak. Then you can fully enjoy it."

"Don't worry, I will help you find a large toilet."