Chapter 41: I've had it!

SLAM! Everyone heard throughout the quiet library. Harry, Ron, and Hermione immediately looked over at Phoenix, who had her head face down on a closed book. Madam Pince gave a quick SHH! and an evil glare to them.

"I'm Done!" Phoenix mumbled from the book.

"Good, I have some more books for you to look through." Hermione announced. She took out a list of subjects and titles for Phoenix. As Ron ambled down an aisle, pulling books randomly off the shelves.

Phoenix's head shot back up, looking at the list in Hermione's hand. "I said I'm done. Meaning, I am through researching. We have looked through books ever since Hagrid has mentioned Nicolas Flamel. He apparently is not a wizard, for he is not in the book Grand Wizards of the Twentieth Century. He must not be magical because they did not mention him in Notable Magical Names of Our Time. Those would be the two books he would be in if he was hugely famous. But have we found him? No. So, he has either not done anything special to be placed in a book, or someone does not want us to find him. Either way, I am finished!" She stated, crossing her arms over her chest. "Humph."

Just then, Ron came back with a stack of books, placing them in front of her.

"Doesn't anyone listen to me!" Phoenix whispered loudly, receiving another shush from Madam Pince.

Ron sat back down, moving the stack towards him, giving Phoenix a cautious look. Harry was quiet the whole time, glancing once in a while over at the restricted section.

"Hey Phoenix, come with me." He said.

Phoenix glanced to where Harry was motioning. She looked around for Madam Pince, whom she found over at the opposite far corner. Looking back at Harry, she gave him the okay.

"Alright, let's go. I need to stretch my legs out, anyway. "

The two wandered over to the restricted section, glancing back to make sure they weren't raising suspicion.

"I have been wondering for a while if Flamel wasn't in somewhere in there." Harry suggested.

"But one must think. What would he have done to end up in a book that is in the restricted section? If he is even in a book." Phoenix questioned.

She walked over to the gated doors, getting ready to open it.

"What are doing?" Harry whispered. "You need a specially signed note from one of the Professors."

What Harry said was true. The restricted section held books containing powerful Dark Magic never taught at Hogwarts. The only ones allowed to read them were older students studying advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Phoenix shrugged and continued to open to the door. "And you know we will never get one."

"What are you looking for, boy?" someone said.

Harry looked beside him. At the edge of the corner Madam Pince was standing there brandishing a feather duster at him. He looked over at Phoenix, noticing her gone. 'She must have slipped into the restricted section.'

"Nothing," was all Harry could come up with when he looked back at Madam Pince.

"You'd better get out, then. Go on- out!"

Harry took one last glance over at the restricted section and left the library.

The four of them had agreed they'd better not ask Madam Pince where they could find Flamel. They were sure she'd be able to tell them, but they couldn't risk Snape hearing what they were up to.

Phoenix watched Harry leave, with Madam Pince walking behind him. She slipped further into the aisles, remaining invisible, and closed the door behind her. Knowing she shouldn't be in here, Phoenix felt the evil within the books, and they drew her. She strolled down the aisle, scanning the books as she went. Phoenix stopped when one book caught her eye. The book was calling her. 'There is something about this book.'

Phoenix reached up towards the book. Before her fingers could grasp it, the book glowed crimson red, flew off-the-shelf, and landed on the floor.

"What the?" Phoenix whispered.

She reached down, trying to pick it up, but the book glowed crimson red and flew further away from her. This time turning her visible.

"Um… okay. This is different."

Phoenix cautiously walked over to the mysterious book. Crouching down in front of it, Phoenix looked at it with interest. The book was as thick as The Book of Shadows. The leather was brown, looking just as old as The Book of Shadows.

"Hmm, I wonder if the two are connected somehow."

From what Phoenix could see, there was some sort of symbol she never had seen before.

"That symbol almost looks demonic."

Leaning closer to it, Phoenix could see a pentagram. The pentagram was upside down with a skull. The edges of the book were black. Phoenix couldn't help it much longer. For some reason, the book was drawn to her. She reached for it again, and like the last couple of times, the book had a glow of crimson red and flew even further away.

Phoenix was about to walk over to it until she heard shuffling of feet. Quickly, Phoenix turned herself invisible and flattened herself against the shelves. Just as she did so, Professor Quirrell came around the corner. He looked around, seeing the book on the ground. Quirrell went over to it, looked around some more while picking it up.

"The book didn't glow for him!" Phoenix whispered to herself.

Quirrell stopped what he was doing and looked at the direction Phoenix was at.

'Oh! He must have heard me!'

Phoenix watched him as it seemed as if he wasn't looking at her, but as if something was being said to him. She noticed Quirrell in a trancelike state as he opened the book and flipped through it. When a good five minutes went by, Quirrell placed the book back on the shelf and walked away.

Phoenix could not believe it. The same book that flew from her never did for Professor Quirrell.

"That book must have some sort of protection spell on it, maybe from good like the BOS has for evil. I must check it out. Maybe mom knows about it?"

With that said, Phoenix looked around, making sure no one was around. When confirmed, Phoenix orbed herself back to the common room.