After putting the six half-finished sets he had picked up back into the storeroom, Roy, who had just discovered the Room of Requirement, eagerly ran back to the Seventh Floor.
It was dinnertime, and there was hardly anyone in the corridor. Following Poppy's instructions, Roy silently wished for a place to store things, then paced back and forth along the hallway three times. The same wooden door as before appeared on the wall opposite the tapestry. Roy pushed it open and walked inside, instantly stunned by the sheer size of the Room of Requirement.
"Holy crap, this place is huge!"
The Room of Requirement really was incredible. Judging by the space inside alone, there was no way a room like this could exist anywhere in the castle. Looking at the countless miscellaneous objects piled up across an area the size of dozens of sports fields, Roy was too shocked to speak.
"This has to be heaven, right?"
For a treasure hunter like Roy, this sea of clutter was practically an unexplored blue ocean. Countless antiques with histories spanning hundreds of years had been casually piled together. Some of them could fetch a high price if he took even a single piece outside to sell.
"So this is the foundation Hogwarts accumulated over a thousand years? That's incredible."
He casually picked up an antique flying broom that was everywhere among the mountains of clutter and rode it up toward the ceiling of the seemingly endless room. After roughly assessing the labyrinth made of junk, he felt both delighted and troubled.
"There's way too much stuff. Good thing I have treasure-hunting technology. Still, I'd better hurry. If that curse isn't lifted and it comes true one day, something might happen to Professor Jobana. Then I'll have to search for it all by