HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 7: Room! ] (Patreon)

"Oh, you can leave the common room after 7 AM, just so long as you make it to your classes. Curfew is at 8 PM and you need to be in your room by 9 PM."

"Thank you very much?"

"Sure, kid. You're one of us now, don't be afraid to ask questions. It's how you get ahead," she told me with a smile before returning to her book.

It was good to know that I could leave the tower at any time but seeing as I didn't now my way around yet, I left any exploration of the castle until later in the future.

Instead I exorcised in my room until it was time for us to head to breakfast, by which time I was able to increase my STR by 2 and my VIT by 1.

Breakfast was bland, so I only took some oatmeal and some orange juice. I tried the pumpkin juice last night, but almost ended up spraying it all over the table.

I had no idea what Rowling was thinking, but pumpkin juice was the stupidest thing I had ever tasted, I couldn't comprehend how some people actually liked it.

Finally, we were handed our class schedules, and I noticed that we had Charms and Herbology then lunch, followed by Potions with the Hufflepuffs and then Defense against the Dark Arts.

I'll give this to Hogwarts, it certainly kept one on their toes. I almost fell through the staircase when the step in front of me disappeared causing me to hang on for dear life. Really need to improve my strength.

Luckily today was just an introduction to the subject and we wouldn't need our wands, which was good for me since almost all of my spells kept failing.

Charms was interesting enough with Professor Flitwick demonstrating some basic tricks.

Herbology with Professor Sprout was held in the greenhouse, where I spotted several strange plants moving around and the entrance to another dungeon.

After a quick lunch it was time for potions with the Hufflepuffs. Luckily, I was prepared and since there was no need for wands I managed to survive without making a total fool of myself.

Although I couldn't help but think that Snape kept giving me strange looks, as if he was mentally dissecting me.

He shouldn't be able to read my mind since even the Sorting Hat couldn't, but perhaps that made it stranger in his eyes.

The final class for today was Dark Arts with Quirrell.

I took a seat on the back and tried my best to write down what he was saying, but his stutter was making it hard.

Thirty minutes into the class I began to think this was some elaborate revenge plot by Voldemort to weaken the wizarding world through poor teaching.

At the one hour mark, I was sure of it.

"Observe."

[Quirinus Quirrell LV?]

[Voldemort LV?]

'Well that was to be expected,' I thought as I wrote down what was on the board using my quill.

Finally the bell sounded, with Quirrell faking being startled which causing everyone to chuckle.

"L-l-loo-k-k-s li-k-ke th-that a-a-all. As-ssingm-m-ment is o-on the b-b-board-d. Y-you ma-ay l-l-le-e-ave."

It looks like I just might have to kill Quirrell if he continued to talk like that. I didn't have a lot of pet peeves, but all that stuttering was getting on my nerves.

It was 4:30 PM and I had the rest of the day free until dinner which was served at 6.

"Now what?" I asked myself as I walked out of the smelly room with by book under my arm.

Looking to see I wasn't being watched I placed the DADA book in my inventory and began to make my way to the Ravenclaw tower.

This time I made sure to jump over the disappear step, but that got my mind thinking.

"If I remember correctly, then the Room of Requirements should be free right now. I might as well check it out and see what I can find."

[Wise decision making causes your WIS to go up by 1.]

Seeing as the game system agreed, I headed toward the seventh floor, curiously wondering how many people must have died just getting to their destination.

I was out of shape, as I looked at the notification window panting to catch my breath.

[Pushing your body causes your DEX to go up by 1.]

I spotted the painting with the trolls and walked by three time thinking of a nice lounge room.

Magically a door appeared from the opposite wall.

[You have found a new area: Room of Requirements]

Inside was a richly furnished room with expensive leather furniture, bookshelves filled with ancient tomes, and a warm fireplace.

I went in and closed the exit behind me, mentally telling the room to close off the entrance to anyone. The door melded to became a smooth wall.

"So, this is it? Do I just need to ask for something for the room to give it to me?" I said as I sat in a plush leather chair.

"Room! Bring me a change of clothes," I commanded.

The room did exactly that by conjuring a blue shirt and black jeans.

I scrutinized them, if memory serves, then I couldn't take anything conjured by the room out of it.

"Room. Bring me one of my spare uniforms."

This time nothing happened, no matter how many times I repeated the order or waited.

"So it can't bring things from anywhere in the castle? That's a shame, else I could just ask for the Philosopher's Stone."

I tested the abilities of the room by making it do other things from conjuring moving puppets to turning off gravity.

"Still, there should be a treasure trove of lost items somewhere. Could I possibly get them here? Room, bring me all the lost change that people have lost in the castle throughout the years."

From the ground erupted a fountain of gold, silver, and bronze coins that shot up like a geyser pelting me on their way down.