However, after his trip to North America, Vaughn—now in command of several original spells—was no longer quite so stingy.
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Thus, upon hearing Dumbledore's question, he answered, "Ravenclaw's Diadem!"
"The Room of Requirement—"
Dumbledore's azure eyes behind his half-moon spectacles widened slightly.
At the end of last term, he had made an exchange of interests with Vaughn, and Vaughn had told him that Ravenclaw's Diadem was hidden in the Room of Requirement.
Yet over the past few months, he had never found it.
Although the Room of Requirement had only one entrance, it contained many different rooms. It was spatial magic, not truly a room that provided whatever one required.
Especially the room where the diadem was stored.
Hogwarts' junk room!
It contained the "lost belongings" of Hogwarts professors and young wizards from over a thousand years—put bluntly, rubbish.
In fact, ever since receiving the information, Dumbledore had searched it many times.
But unfortunately, there had been no results.
A thousand years was simply too long. The rubbish piled in that junk room had reached an astronomical amount, filling every gap in that vast chamber like mountains.
Trying to find a tiny diadem that had been enchanted and could not be summoned with the Summoning Charm amid all that rubbish—perhaps even Rowena Ravenclaw herself would have struggled to do it if she came back to life!
Seeing Dumbledore's beard tremble as he wore a thoroughly pained expression, Vaughn immediately felt delighted and took a sip of tea.
The long-missed green tea left behind a fragrance on his lips and tongue that he had not tasted in over a decade. Feeling even more at ease, Vaughn did not simply continue enjoying the old man's misery.
After letting Dumbledore fret for a while, he said, "There's a shortcut. You can