Harry potter The Boy Who Remembers

As Harry wandered through the shelves, he was amazed by the sheer volume of books that surrounded him. The covers of the books were diverse, some leather-bound with gold lettering, while others had brightly coloured covers with intricate designs.

Harry took a deep breath. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and leather-bound books. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

It was without a doubt, the worst thing he had ever experienced. Oh, it looked beautiful from the outside, an endless sea of books and knowledge, and Harry was an academic at heart. But damn, the experience to find a book and read it in the library was so tedious it wasn't even funny.

Well, first things first, there is no real organization system for the library. Outside of having sections for schoolbooks so that students could find them easily, there were no dedicated sections for general magic. Well, the books were roughly sorted into the general magical field, but nothing more. For example, there is an entire wall dedicated to transfiguration, but it included everything from conjuration to human transfiguration, and there was no order to differentiate any sections in the field.

There aren't even any labels on the intended audience of each book, be it for pre-OWL students, NEWT students, or even Mastery holders and above. It was just so incompetent; it wasn't even funny.

At least, the books were more informative in terms of content and language. The schoolbooks were really written for children, not for adults. Although Harry wouldn't imagine a first or second year student understanding what appears to be a mastery thesis just for the fun of it. Unless they're walking around with a dictionary, that is.

It was in times like these that Harry missed the internet. He had really taken it for granted when it came to academic matters. Theories were reviewed, tested, disproved, and the findings were published and accessible with a few pushes of buttons.

The worst thing was that each section library was actually divided into two main categories. The part that Harry aptly called Spellbooks, which is geared towards students and simply gives step-by-step instructions on how to cast spells, but practically no theory behind it, nor how it was created. It was just recipes, and for all how these were useful, Harry wanted to explore magic, not spells. He wanted to see what made it tick and understand how the symphony in his head worked. That was the beauty of it.

The other books were mostly theory books, with more theory than spells. A book can contain less than a dozen spells and be over a thousand pages thick. But these spells were explained on a very fundamental level, which drastically eclipsed his knowledge of theory.

Funnily enough, he discovered that while skimming the Charms section of the library. He saw a book titled, 'Light Charms, an exploration of the fundamentals and well, there were so many theories and formulas referenced that he was lost a couple of pages in. And the damn thing was about the variations of the Lumos charm. So, yeah, he's going to get started on arithmancy on his own because if he doesn't, most of the library would be useless for him.

Well, that settled on which electives he was taking in his third year. Still, with how many theories were being referenced, Harry chose to pick up one of the theoretical OWL recaps for every theory visited until their OWL years. Oh, Harry had no inclination to cast any of the spells, but it would provide a better understanding of the fundamentals of magic, as well as an understanding of some of the more complicated tomes in the library. He did that for the tomes in Transfiguration, Charms, Arithmancy, and Potions, as well as an interesting book that should explain wand magic. This should keep him busy for a few weeks to digest everything.

Harry decided to return to the common room and read these books at his leisure. To do so, he walked towards the librarian, Madam Irma Pince. The young Slytherin put the five books on her desk, "I'd like to check these out please."

The woman looked at him blankly, "You're checking out four OWL books and a magical theory one?"

Harry nodded, "Yes, we are allowed to take away up to five books, right?"

The librarian glared at him, "If these books are so much as damaged if there is a slight rip in any of the pages, you will pay for the damages and will be banned from the library. Trust me, I know. These books have been enchanted to resist magic, so no repairing charm will help you."

Yeah, these books weren't exactly rare, to be honest, and thus easily replaceable. They were your average OWL revision books, or more accurately, written for students taking their OWLs that have been homeschooled.

As for the enchantment bit, Harry could feel the books' melodies somewhat. They felt protective, for the lack of better terms. There were probably just the usual copyright charms to make sure the books are not mass copied, with a few extra wards for being a part of the library. The books on the back, the handwritten ones that go deep into the theory were far more violent than them, so they must depend on the book.

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