These books are in the CSUN library. I found them the other day while looking for a tome called “The Dictionary of Imaginary Places” and these enchantment books were just sitting there on a shelf! I was shocked that books of magical instruction like this were just left out for anyone to read. Enchantments of course were the machine guns of a fargone age when magic meant more than parlor tricks.
I felt it was my duty to do something to correct what was obviously a mistake, so I carefully scooped the books up - I was sure not to open them, because who knows what might be simmering inside - and I rushed them down the escalators to the front desk where I excitedly chastised the college kid working there about the dangers of leaving books of enchantments out where anybody could get ahold of them. Since he clearly had no understanding of the potential catastrophes I had just rescued us from, I simply made him promise that he would see to it that the books get locked up in that secret chamber under the library where all the really good books are kept in vacuum-sealed glass rooms like in that one Dan Brown novel.
I didn’t do all that because I wanted some sort of recognition, but I would have at least expected that the president of the library would call me to explain how this mistake of shelving had occurred or, at the very least, that he would have send me a special thanks on letterhead, but nothing like that has happened yet.