Room of Requirement

The next morning, Allen, with his eyes half-open, almost didn't want to get up; it was simply too comfortable! Whether it was the firmness of the mattress or the texture of the bedding, it made one want to sink into it, letting the quilt entangle them, never to rise again.

Ultimately, his precise internal clock made Allen climb out of bed with great reluctance. He suddenly discovered an extra letter on his nightstand. He tore it open in a hurry, only to find it was his first-year class schedule. The fact that this letter could appear on his nightstand without a sound made Allen realize he couldn't afford to slack off on his Basic Body Refining Technique.

Allen glanced at Edward, who was still fast asleep, and gently unfolded the letter. This semester included eight courses, such as Astronomy, Herbology, and Charms. Generally, there was one class in the morning and two in the afternoon. Only Astronomy had a night class; all others were during the day. Each class lasted approximately two hours.

"Very good, no classes on Friday afternoon, and with the weekend off, I'll have plenty of time to do my own things!"

Allen was quite satisfied with the schedule, especially since the first class started at 9:00 AM, giving him enough time to practice his Basic Body Refining Technique, take a shower, and then enjoy a delicious breakfast.

The most urgent matter now was to find a place convenient for his physical training.

Allen got dressed quietly, ran to the washroom to freshen up, and left the Ravenclaw Tower.

Allen remembered from his reading that there was a Room of Requirement. This room had helped Harry many times. If he could find it, he could use some fitness equipment to accelerate the progress of his Basic Body Refining Technique.

Action followed thought. After confirming once more that Edward was still sound asleep, Allen grabbed the books he needed for the morning and walked to a spot where Edward couldn't possibly see him, activating the invisibility function of his Miaomiao Wizard Robe. This was to avoid trouble. After all, it wasn't even 6:00 AM yet, and he wanted to avoid running into Filch or the ghosts, saving himself the time of having to explain. Then, relying on his memory, Allen began searching for the tapestry of the troll.

Leaving the Ravenclaw Tower, Allen moved quickly, searching floor by floor starting from the first.

Finally, on the eighth floor of the castle, Allen found the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy Bashing Troll. Allen held his breath and cleared his mind, thinking only, "I need a place to exercise." Then, he walked past the tapestry three times, and a door appeared abruptly before him.

Allen quickly pulled the door open and slipped inside. It was a room similar to a gym, exceptionally spacious, with various fitness equipment arranged in an orderly fashion. It even thoughtfully conjured a washroom, making it convenient for Allen to clean up after his workout.

Allen steadied his mind and began to exercise methodically according to the Basic Body Refining Technique.

After exercising and washing up, he felt refreshed. Allen decided to go straight to breakfast. At this moment, he was particularly glad he had brought his books down, otherwise, he would have had to run back to the Ravenclaw Tower and answer the Eagle-shaped Bronze Knocker's question. Allen didn't fear the exertion or the knocker's riddle, but the waste of time was another matter.

When he arrived at the Great Hall, many people were already eating; it seemed everyone was very enthusiastic about the first day of class.

"Allen, come eat over here!" Flag was truly reckless—didn't he see that the table he was at was full of Gryffindors? Allen smiled, pointed to the Ravenclaw emblem on his robe to decline Flag, and walked to the Ravenclaw long table.

Flag suddenly realized his mistake, scratched his head, and sat down.

"The first class is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration, we must be quick, we absolutely cannot be late." By the time he mentioned this, Allen had already finished two bowls of oatmeal and five slices of buttered toast. He felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Edward! He hasn't come to eat breakfast yet. This guy couldn't still be in bed, could he?" Allen hurriedly grabbed a few sandwiches and a bottle of yogurt, then ran toward the Ravenclaw Tower.

Rushing toward the tower, someone happened to be coming out of the common room, so Allen didn't even have to answer the riddle to enter. He ran back to the dormitory, and sure enough, Edward was still fast asleep.

"Wake up, wake up, Edward, we're going to be late!" Allen pushed Edward awake with force.

"Oh, Allen, good morning!" Eh? Allen noticed that even after waking up, Edward still looked sluggish; he didn't know what could possibly get him energized.

He quickly helped Edward pack his books, and once Edward had finished washing up, the two of them sprinted toward the Transfiguration classroom. Thanks to Allen having run through the castle that morning looking for the Room of Requirement, they successfully reached the classroom.

By now, most seats were already taken. Students were chatting and joking, and no one noticed the cat on the podium, except for Allen.

"Allen, it looks like we can only sit in the back," Edward said regretfully. Allen noticed the cat on the podium glance at Edward.

Allen nodded calmly and pulled Edward to sit quietly in the back. Edward sensitively noticed his companion's unusual silence, looked at the cat on the podium, and asked, "Is there something wrong with that cat?"

He was so glad his friend was a very clever person. "It's Professor McGonagall. Look at the markings around her eyes; they are exactly the same as Professor McGonagall's glasses," Allen whispered.

Upon hearing this, Edward immediately sat up straight, holding his breath, and looked at the rowdy, loud students with a look of pity.

"Harry, that's great! Luckily Professor McGonagall hasn't arrived yet," Ron shouted happily.

Flag and Harry exchanged glances and smiled in relief.

Just then, the cat on the podium jumped down and transformed into a human mid-air.

"Pr—Professor McGonagall!" Ron was terrified.

"It should be Professor McGonagall—good morning! Ron, Harry, Flag, you are late, five points from each of you!" Professor McGonagall said sternly.

It was truly a miserable sight—losing points on the very first day of school!

"Back to your seats, quickly." The three of them sheepishly obeyed Professor McGonagall's instruction and sat down obediently.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell you will learn at Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said. "Anyone who misbehaves in my class will be asked to leave and never allowed to return. I have warned you."

Then, she turned her desk into a pig and back again. The students were all captivated, wishing they could start learning immediately, but they soon realized that turning furniture into animals would take a long time. After they had taken down a mountain of complex and profound notes, she gave each of them a match and began to let them try to turn it into a needle.

Allen completed the task almost instantly. "Very good, ten points to Ravenclaw," Professor McGonagall said, quite surprised. "Why don't you demonstrate for everyone, Allen?"

The first-years from all four houses stared at Allen with burning eyes. Allen was calm and composed; after all, he had once given a speech in front of 3,000 people!

He waved his wand, and the match immediately turned into a silver, gleaming needle, with a very sharp point.

"A truly excellent transformation," Professor McGonagall praised, giving Allen a satisfied smile.

By the end of the class, besides Allen, only Hermione Granger had managed to make her match change slightly.

It wasn't just in Transfiguration; in almost every class, Allen was able to earn points for Ravenclaw.