"Harry, you're amazing," Qiu praised him again as she looked at the room full of books. "You've discovered another use for the Room of Requirement."
"Yes, another use..." Harry murmured. "But why do I still feel like something isn't quite right?"
"Not quite right? What isn't?" Qiu asked in confusion.
"When you were talking about the right way to use the Room of Requirement, I felt as though something had occurred to me. But I couldn't quite grasp it. There seemed to be an idea there, but I couldn't think it through," Harry said, tapping his head.
"I'm not quite sure what you mean." Qiu frowned, looking a little puzzled.
"I mean, I feel like the Room of Requirement has some other special use. A very important one, but I can't remember what it has to do with," Harry explained. After thinking for a moment, he asked Qiu,
"Qiu, what would you use a Room of Requirement like this for?"
"What would I use it for?" Qiu thought for a moment, and then her pretty face actually flushed slightly.
"Hmm? Why are you blushing? Is it a bit hot in here?" Harry asked, rather puzzled.
"I'm fine." Qiu rolled her eyes at her boyfriend, who could be so clever at times and such a complete blockhead at others. She drew her thoughts back from a rather inappropriate direction, then resumed thinking, speaking as she went.
"Well, I'd want somewhere to get together with my classmates, to read, study, have gatherings... Hmm... Maybe I'd hide in here when I was unhappy, too, so no one could find me."
"I won't give you a chance to be unhappy," Harry promptly put in playfully.
Now he was being clever. Why had he been so silly just now?
Qiu rolled her eyes at Harry,