The small door to the Room of Requirement silently swung open once more. This time, the instant it opened, a massive cloud of dust rushed out, like an earthen dragon suddenly thrusting its head out of the doorframe.
"Cough, Scourgify!"
Hermione covered her nose and stepped back, immediately casting a spell to disperse the dust serpent. She hurriedly patted her hair to make sure no dirt had stuck to it, then said to the professor beside her, "Professor, this seems to be another single dormitory."
It was. Though the dust was so thick that the two of them felt as if they had stepped into a vacuum cleaner's dust bag, the room was brightly lit. One entire wall was made of beautiful stained glass covered in dust, while the living area alone spanned four or five hundred square meters.
In the middle of the room stood numerous soil-filled growing troughs, like the ones used in Herbology classes. However, these giant flowerpots no longer contained any plants, only heaps of withered leaves and branches that had turned to dust.
Beyond that was a large bed in the distance, all manner of experimental equipment, and even an unprecedentedly enormous cauldron—large enough to toss Hagrid into for a leisurely swim and bath.
Despite the dust everywhere, it was still faintly visible that the furniture and props here had been lavish and exquisitely made. Clearly, that transfer student had once lived very well.
"Looks like geniuses all need private rooms." Su Ming walked over to the long troughs of soil and pressed down on the completely dried, hardened earth. "There are actually twelve large growing beds here. Was that guy a farmer? Or did he really like plants that much?"
There were plenty of Herbology and Potions tools here, along with some equipment for