Percy came thundering in through the courtyard doors, dressed in his scholarly robes with a bundle of furs hastily tied on top of it. He skirted the edge of the courtyard (avoiding the groups sparring or practising their weaponry) with a bundle of books held together by a string of twine. He hurried back into the castle, no doubt to curl back up in front of one of the roaring library fireplaces and devour these new books just as quickly as he had received them.