I open my eyes and get out of bed blearily, stumbling over a pile of dirty robes to open the curtains, taking in the new day. The sun is hiding behind a curtain of dense clouds, giving the world a misty-grey look and light rain patters against the window sill. I yawn and look out to the Quidditch pitch and see blurs of yellow and black zooming past each other and think of how glad I am that I set up a practice for this afternoon. Yawning, I retreat to the bathroom, get ready, and head down to the hall for some breakfast. While sipping on my pumpkin jouce, a certain Navo grabs my attention by calling my name. “Kylaaa, earth to Kyla, are you awake?” Nodding, she continues, “Come with me to the library after breakfast.” Since I was already planning on going to the library, I agreed and continued to chomp on my toast, dodging the owls flying ahead and jumping in surprise when Opa lands and knocks over someones tower of pancakes. Whoops!

When we arrive at the library, I left Navi to set up and went to the Restricted Section to hand Lara my permission slip. Happily letting me go in, I slipped through the gates and sauntered up and down the aisles, looking for my book. The aisles were covered in dust, dark and musty, so I light my wand and continue. During my walk, I come to discover why the Restricted Section is restricted! So many books filled with so many things! Strong love charms and spells, horrific potion lists, and even novels that were an ode to Dark Wizards! As I walk, I hear strange music playing from a few shelves down and immediately began investigating because honestly people, this is the restricted section, who would willingly be in here? Halfway down aisle 3, I spot an odd looking passageway where I thought the music to be coming from and me being me, I turn into it. As I did, the atmosphere changes and everything goes really quiet. Even quieter than when we all fall asleep during LiamHead’s speeches. (teehee) Curious, I continue to walk on, admiring the titles of all the books. “Gorey Geese Feet and their Uses”, “Cindy’s Magical Can's and Cannot's” and my personal favorite title, “My Life as A Block of Cheese - What Happened When I Was Turned Into A Dairy.” I proceeded to pick up the book to see who was tuned into cheese (as I thought Marie would like a reference *wink* ). The music starts up again, but it has changed. Now it is more rock-and-roll and I could hear people talking. “Now, this is weird,” I thought aloud to myself and someone replied back, “Yes. Yes it is.” 

“W-w-who said that?” 

“Me. No no, a bit down, bit to the left, no honey your other left, ah. There we go.” I looked down and saw what I thought was just a book, but I was so wrong! It was a small house elf (holding a book). “Well hello miss, my name is Elvi and I am the elf who works in this library and guards the entrance to the secret library. If you answer the riddle correctly, you will have access. And if you do not, sadly I must throw this book at you.” 

“Oh-kay. What’s the riddle?” Still shocked, I ask. “Well miss, the riddle is as follows: “Which building has the most stories?” After a few seconds of contemplation, I answer, “The library of course!” Elvi steps aside and a door appears in one of the bookshelves. Nervous as to what this may hold, I walk hesitantly through and to my amazement, find a room filled to the roof with millions of books, fairy lights, music and bean bags. In amazement, I naturally walk over to the books and find that they are all by muggle authors! As I shuffle around, I notice all my favorites and ones that I have not seen as of yet. “Eeeeeeeeeeekkkk” I squeal in excitement and bounce around the shelves, grabbing all the books that look interesting and plop down onto a pink fluffy beanbag and start reading, with All Time Low playing softly in the background.

About a few hours later, I force myself to stop and remember that Navi asked something of me... a Quibbler Quest! Dashing down the hallway, I couldn’t help but think about the adventure I had today. Oh, what a crazy adventure it was... muggle books showcased in the Restricted Section of the magical land of Hogwarts. To tell or to not tell? If I do tell, there will surely be a swarm of students making their way to the area, my special area. If I don’t tell, the Quibbler Quest is sure to be late and I’ll also be marked as a greedy creature if one does find this area later on. As an ever-so-great person taught me, I should share what wonders I find. Hogwarts and its magical secrets shouldn’t be an exception, apparently. And so I shall abide.