Chapter 20: Ravenclaw, First Impressions, and The Problem
2 September 1990 was a Sunday, which meant that there were no classes, and the first years were free to roam the castle. Quinn got up the next day, and in the morning, and after completing his morning routine, he took off to explore the castle but not before visiting the Great Hall for breakfast.
Hogwarts Castle was a large, seven-story lofty building supported by magic. It had a hundred and forty-two (142) staircases throughout its many towers and turrets and deep dungeons. The castle was built in the late Early Middle Ages (c. 993) by a wizard architect and the four most celebrated wizards of the age: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin.
Quinn started from the Great Hall and then explored the castle for the entire day but could only cover the ground and the first floor. The castle was so large that Quinn wasn't able to move past the first floor. And Quinn was planning to memorize the entire castle. Quinn would live here for the next seven years, and because of that, he wanted to use the castle and the accompanying property as his new mindscape. He knew the transition from the West Manor to the Hogwarts castle would be gradual and a lengthy process. But, Quinn was confident that he would be able to explore enough of the castle in a year or two to build a working model in his mind. And, who knew what level of detail could he accomplish in seven years.
Quinn returned to his dorm just before dinnertime and freshened up by taking a shower. When he exited the shower, Quinn saw Eddie Carmichael in the room.
"Hey, Carmichael. Do you want to go to Great Hall together?" asked Quinn as he exited the bathroom.
Eddie looked relieved at the offer and spoke, "Yeah, I forgot the way to the Great Hall. It would be great if we could go together."
Quinn chuckled and offered, "Don't worry, I will go with you till you get comfortable. Hogwarts is a confusing place."
As the two climbed down the dormitory stairs, Eddie asked, "Where have you been the entire day. I don't think I saw you in the dorms today."
"Yeah, I didn't return to the dorm all day. I was exploring the castle. There were a lot of things to cover, and I lost track of time," replied Quinn as he guided Eddie from the Ravenclaw tower to the Great Hall. "What about you? What did you do today?"
Eddie shrugged and said, "Played a lot of Gobstones, went to the Quidditch field to see some of the older students flying on brooms, and talked to some of the older students about Hogwarts."
"Really? Tell me about it..."
When they reached the Great Hall, a lot of students were already seated. Quinn and Eddie found Marcus Belby sitting at the Ravenclaw table, already eating. Both the guys stopped just before reaching him.
You see, when it came to food, Marcus Belby could be compared to Ron Weasley. They both saw Marcus shoving food down his gullet without care. Eddie looked at Quinn, his eyes asking what to do, almost begging him not to sit next to their roommate. Quinn was of a similar mind, so neither wanted to sit next to Marcus while he ate.
"Let's just sit opposite to him. This way, he won't feel bad, and there would be plenty of distance between us," offered Quinn. Eddie nodded, and both of them turned back to go around the table and sat opposite Marcus.
"Hey, Belby, how have you been today? You seem to be enjoying the food," greeted Quinn and opened up the conversation, and the last sentence caused Eddie to stifle a laugh.
Marcus looked up and spoke with food still in his mouth, "Fwud wis ghrathe."
Quinn didn't understand a word that came out of Marcus' mouth, but he still spoke as he put food on his plate, "Oh yeah? That is great." It surprised Quinn that the sight of Marcus didn't erase his appetite, but Quinn was too hungry.
Eddie continued the conversation at the table, "Professor Flitwick would be coming to the common room today. He will be giving us the timetable and talk with us before we start school tomorrow."
"That is great. I heard Professor Flitwick is Britain's most knowledgeable Charms master. Plus, before he started teaching, he was Duelling Champion with the title of Master duelist. He has been at Hogwarts for around twenty years or so," supplied Quinn as they talked about the upcoming event.
After some more idle chatting, Quinn became silent and concentrated on eating. With today's exploration and Quinn's usual habit of emptying his magical core every day, he needed a significant amount of calories to meet his dietary needs, so he was quite hungry and needed food in his body.
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After dinner, all the first-year Ravenclaws gathered around the common room to meet Flitwick. On the decided time, Filius Flitwick entered the Ravenclaw common room and greeted the gathered people in his squeaky voice, "Good Evening, children. I hope I didn't keep you waiting."
Filius Flitwick, half-goblin and half-human, had a short stature because of goblin lineage. He tottered to an empty chair and sat on it before asking the students to gather around him. Quinn sat on a chair that was a little distance away from the diminutive professor but at a distance where Quinn could clearly listen to him. Many students opted to sit on the floor to be closeby to the head of the house. They were already acting like little Ravenclaws not willing to miss out on anything that a teacher said.
"I hope all of you have settled down in your dorms and have no problems with your living arrangements because if you do, please do come to me. It is my duty to fix any problems you have, so don't hesitate to share any of your problems," said Flitwick to the new students, trying to get them comfortable.
"Now first, let me introduce myself. My name is Filius Flitwick. I teach the subject Charms. This means I will be teaching you the wonders of all kinds of charms," Flitwick showed a toothy grin seeing the bright-eyed children when he mentioned charms, "But to you children, I am also your head of the house. You will be under my wings during the time you are at Hogwarts, so I once again I say that please don't hesitate and come to me with any problem."
He took a pause before speaking, "My doors are always opened to a ravenclaw in need."
Then he took out his wand and gave it a swing for the Ravenclaw House symbol to appear in the air. The students ooh-ed in awe at the sight of the magic. Even Quinn was mildly surprised.
'Hmm, a light-based magic to project an image in the air,' reflected Quinn as he looked at the glowing house symbol. Quinn wasn't surprised because he hadn't seen anything like this before. The concept behind the magic was simple enough and was a magic from the same line as the Lumos spell, but a lot more complex than the Wand-Lighting charm. The reason behind Quinn's surprise was the detail in the projection image.
'I can see the individual feathers in the raven, and the image is three-dimensional with color grading and shadows,' thought Quinn as he admired the show of magic. Quinn could also project an image in the air, but it would lack the detail present in Flitwick's work.
Flitwick giggled as he took in the joy of his new charges and said, "You all were sorted in Ravenclaw, so I think it is appropriate for you to know about the origins of the house."
With a swish of his wand, the Ravenclaw symbol changed into a woman wearing medieval clothing. Quinn looked past everyone and saw that the white marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw. He could see the resemblance between the two.
Flitwick presented a question to the students, "Does anyone of you recognize this lady?" And, every single one of the students, including Quinn, raised their hands.
Flitwick pointed at Quinn and asked him to answer, "Please tell us all your name before answering the question."
Quinn stood up from his chair and answered, "Quinn West. The lady is one of the four founders, Rowena Ravenclaw. She, along with the other three founders, established Hogwarts."
Flitwick enthusiastically clapped while bouncing on his chair and said, "Three points to Ravenclaw! As Mr. West said, Rowena Ravenclaw was one of the four founders, and she created the Hogwarts' house of Ravenclaw. Ravenclaws such as yourselves are characterized by their wit, learning, wisdom, acceptance, intelligence, and creativity. Lady Rowena sought all these qualities in her students, so Ravenclaw students display a number of these traits. I myself was a Ravenclaw during my time at Hogwarts as a student."
"Rowena Ravenclaw prized learning above all else – and so do we. Unlike the other houses, which all have concealed entrances to their common rooms, we don't have that. Ours has no handle but an enchanted bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. When you rap on the door, this knocker will ask you a question, and if you can answer it correctly, you are allowed in. This simple barrier has kept out everyone but Ravenclaws for nearly a thousand years."
The last sentence did cause some first-years to worry, but Flitwick assured them, "I can see some of you who are scared by having to answer the eagle's questions but don't worry. Ravenclaws learn quickly, and you will soon enjoy the challenges the door sets. It is not unusual to find twenty people standing outside the common room door, all trying to work out the answer to the day's question together. This is a great way to meet fellow Ravenclaws from other years and learn from them – although it is a bit annoying if you have forgotten your Quidditch robes or books and need to get in and out in a hurry. In fact, I would advise you to triple-check your bag for everything you need before leaving Ravenclaw Tower." Flitwick was laughing hysterically by the end. He truly was as eccentric as people made him out to be.
Flitwick disappeared the projection and continued, "Sometimes our pursuit of knowledge may come of a being as bookish, and my peers at my time at Hogwarts as a student called me a bookworm among other things." When Flitwick said this, many students showed sad faces as a lot of them had been called similar words.
Flitwick smiled gently and spoke a little louder, "But don't let any of those words deter you. They are just jealous of our knowledge and wisdom and say mean things because we have things they don't have. So, be proud of being smart, and don't feel embarrassed by your love of knowledge. Wear it like a badge of honor. Know that if Rowena Ravenclaw was alive, she would have chosen you all from all the students. Be proud because you are the smartest of the bunch."
He stood upon his chair and exclaimed, "Always remember this; Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure! Repeat after me; Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure!"
"WIT BEYOND MEASURE IS MAN'S GREATEST TREASURE!" Every student in the common room repeated after Flitwick, and the collective voices of the students sound like a war chant. Even Quinn chanted the infamous quote with his fellow students and could feel the confidence that Flitwick given many students. It made Quinn think that Flitwick could have a great career as a motivational speaker.
After everybody calmed down, and Flitwick was sitting on his chair rather than standing on it, he took out a matchstick-sized stack of parchments and waved his wand above the stack, and the stack enlarged to a standard stack of parchments. With another wave, a sheet each flew to every student in the room.
Quinn gracefully received the sheet and read it. On the parchment was a timetable.
"These are your timetable for the year. You will all follow this schedule every week till the end of the year. Please note and remember the room numbers as they won't change and I would recommend that you reach your class five minutes before time," said Flitwick as Quinn read the timetable and he was surprised to see that in a day he only had to attend two to three hours of classes. Quinn calculated, and the time allotted to classroom studies was only fourteen (14) hours a week, fifteen (15) if you added the weekly flying lesson with Madam Hooch.
Quinn was totally down with this schedule, as it would give him more time to study magic on his own. He was sure that the workload would increase from the third year onwards, but he would worry about that when the time came.
Quinn looked up when he heard Flitwick clap his hand and asking the students to look at him. "If you would turn your sights to the library in the common room." Quinn and the rest looked at the library present inside the Ravenclaw common room, a feature unique to the Ravenclaw common room.
"The library has many books that would help you increase your knowledge. I am in charge of selecting the books on the shelves of the library. I constantly keep note of the progress of every class that is taught in Hogwarts. So I know what is being taught to every student of the school, because of that I place complementary and supplementary material related to the topics currently being taught in your classes in our library. For example, if first-year students are learning how to brew the Sleeping Draught in Potions class. Then I would place books related to the Draught and its ingredients in our library for students to read. Then there are my weekly and monthly recommendations, which are not related to the course material but are always an interesting read. There is also a rule that the books often change on the shelves of our library, to keep those who want to learn on their feet, so even if you can't read them, please note the titles, as you would be able to find all these books in the Hogwarts library."
Of all the things Flitwick had said today, this interested Quinn the most. Supplementary material and additional reading were always in better understanding things. Quinn made a note to take full advantage of the in-house library.
At the end of the talk, Flitwick asked, "Now, other than Mr. West, who gained Ravenclaw their first points of the year, congratulations to you, Mr. West -- all the first years, please introduce yourselves. I want to match the names to the faces, and it would also help your housemates to know your names."
Quinn looked at Eddie and said, "Yeah~."
Then Quinn paid attention to his year mates introducing themselves. Quinn too wanted to match faces to names. It would not be well if he could not recall his housemates' names.
Before sleeping that night, Quinn wrote a letter to his family. He described his first day at Hogwarts, his sorting ceremony, what he found in the castle, his living arrangements, among other things. Sealed the letter in an envelop and put it into his dorm's desk drawer, ready to be mailed tomorrow via a school owl.
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During Quinn's first week at Hogwarts, he attended all the lessons and performed all the tasks taught to him. They were easy or him, and like the typical Ravenclaw, he was among the first ones to complete the practicals. Actually, he was the first every time, but he jusst didn't raise his hand to show that he was done with a task.
Unlike Hermione Granger, he didn't jump to every answer that the professors asked. He only answered the questions that were too easy or when nobody had the answer to the question. It did cause some teachers to call out Quinn to answer questions which didn't bother him as Quinn knew all the answers, and because he didn't jump to answer all the questions, he wasn't tagged as a Know-It-All.
Because Quinn already knew all the stuff in the classes, he would efficiently make use of his time by sneakily completing all his homework in class time itself, so he had more time to himself. He even completed his potions homework in Snape's class itself, which Quinn thought deserved at least fifty (50) points.
But, Snape did pay attention to Quinn because his potions were way better than the rest of the class, and by a huge margin. When Quinn told Snape that he had learned about potions at home, he just sneered but said nothing as this practice wasn't uncommon for magical households.
But Quinn didn't know that Snape was now paying extra attention to him. Even though learning potions before coming to school wasn't uncommon, the quality of potions that Quinn brewed was not common at all, especially for someone his age.
Even the other professors remembered Quinn fairly well, and he was among the students that stood out from his batch; Quinn's practical work was just too good for a student who had been in school for a single week. But because Quinn did nothing extra other than what was asked, he was just seen as a very talented child and not the freak of nature that Quinn was. Plus, being a Ravenclaw helped Quinn's image as Ravenclaws were always good at academics.
Quinn had no idea what was going through his professors' minds because he was too busy with another problem.
A major problem.
Quinn's current capabilities were on the level of a fourth-year student. His level of ability to focus magic was stuck at his current level for a half year and had improved little. So, he had begun working at more efficiency and speed of casting, hoping that it would help, but nothing particularly helped. He did everything to improve what he already knew and could do with his level of focus, but his focus didn't improve by much.
This was the reason that Quinn was excited about turning eleven and getting a wand. But both of those events caused him disappointment.
The reason why a child started attending a magical school at age eleven was that the magic inside a child switched from a turbulent state to a state of growth. A person with magic entered a time of exponential growth from age eleven that continued to age seventeen, and a magical's ability to focus magic would increase naturally. The ability to focus magic would increase even if they didn't use magic, and if they worked hard during this time, they would reap added benefits.
The term 'Magic is Muscle,' applied heavily from ages eleven to seventeen as a person saw the most growth in this time period, and that applied to the ability to focus magic. But, nothing happened when Quinn turned eleven, there was no jump in focus for him. Time passed, but nothing changed in his magic.
Then he looked forward to getting a wand. He wanted a wand to aid him by supplementing his focus, but it turned out that if he used a wand, he would become dependent on it, and it would take an exponential amount of work to perform focusless magic. Now, his wand was encased in a block of wood and locked inside a room in a suitcase.
But, Quinn was forgetting an important event. A date that came every year, and after so many years Quinn had forgotten about it, but this year it was going to be different. Quinn didn't know it but this day would be a turning point in his life.
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A/N [1]: Just to clear a confusion that I have been noticing popping in the comments. Quinn West is one (1) year older than Harry Potter. The current year is 1990. Harry Potter joins Hogwarts in 1991. The Weasley twins and Cedric are in the second (2nd) year right now. Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley would enter Hogwarts when Quinn is in his third (3rd) year.
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Quinn West - MC- Hogwarts (Ravenclaw) - Worried about his magic.
Eddie Carmichael - Ravenclaw - Is bad with directions.
Filius Flitwick - Charms Professor - "You may have heard that I was a Duelling Champion!", said Flitwick, drawing his wand on misbehaving students.
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Chapter 21: The Change, and The Room Of Requirements
The working days of Quinn's first week passed, and the weekend arrived. Quinn sat on his bed, reading a book on Magic Theory he had borrowed from the Hogwarts library. Since the wand incident, Quinn had been growing increasingly worried about the progression of his magic. He wanted to improve his ability to focus his magic, but as nothing changed with turning eleven (11), he looked for alternate methods but had little success finding a way.
'My current level of focus is fine for this year and maybe even the next year, but after that, I would be in trouble if I can't improve my ability to mold and focus magic,' thought Quinn as he read the book in bed.
Quinn sighed as he failed to find a method in this book as well. He closed the book, and after a mental session of occlumency practice and making sure that his magical core was drained, he went to sleep.
When the clock turned eleven (11), Quinn was already gone to sleep. Then the clock turned to twelve (12), and the date changed to 8th of September. Around that time, a change started in Quinn's body. Over the night, the magic in Quinn's went through a qualitative change. The unstable nature of magic in Quinn's body gradually changed to a state seen in the usual eleven (11) year old child.
On the morning of 8th of September, Quinn woke up at his usual time. As he sat up and stretched his arms, the duvet slid off him and folded itself. The pillows behind him fluffed themselves, and when he got up from his bed, the bedsheet fixed itself. Of course, this was all Quinn's doing. He liked to start off his day by using magic.
Standing in front of a sink, Quinn brushed his teeth, and after using his hands to hold the brush, Quinn used magic to maneuver the toothbrush to reach hard places with ease. A fun fact about toothpaste from the magical world; it was mixed with a teeth-cleaning potion. There were a few teeth cleaning charms, but none were as effective as using a toothbrush and toothpaste.
As Quinn exited the attached washroom, he just happened to see Marcus' open trunk tipping over from the top of his cupboard. At this rate, Marcus' things were going to fall out of his trunk, with the trunk itself falling down on the floor.
Quinn's eyes widened as he instinctively raised a hand, "Oh shit-!" A split-second later, Quinn's magic kicked in, and Quinn rushed to at least save the trunk from falling, but the next second, Quinn was shocked to see the sight in front of him.
Instead of just the trunk floating in the air, all of Marcus' things were floating in the air. Quinn, in stunned silence, looked at floating things from his spot. Among the things floating, Quinn saw Marcus' winter clothing, thirty individual pieces of Gobstone that had escaped from their pouch, and many of Marcus' personal belongings.
Quinn was stunned because he hadn't been able to exert influence over these many objects before, but currently, he was using magic to keep the things in mid-air.
'This isn't accidental magic,' thought Quinn as he slowly stepped closer to the floating things. Quinn had his fair share of accidental magic, so he knew what it felt like. It was instinctive use of magic with no conscious control over magic's actions.
But, Quinn had complete control over all these objects. He could move them any way he liked. Then Quinn remembered something, and with a look, the curtains around the poster beds of his roommates fell down to block their view.
Quinn returned his attention to the floating stuff, and the next second, all of Marcus' stuff repacked itself into his trunk. Quinn levitated the trunk back to its position above the cupboard.
Quinn smiled and thought, 'I know what is going on.' With a smile, he turned to Eddie's desk, and with the use of magic, Eddie's desk drawer opened, and a single Gobstone shot towards Quinn, who caught it, and he set it onto the floor.
Quinn took a deep breath to calm down his nerves, focused his magic, and pushed it towards the Gobstone. The next second the Gobstone transfigured into a cat. Quinn smiled as he put the transfigured cat into a full-body bind before it could hiss at him.
Quinn, with a smile, picked up the magically bound cat to observe it.
"Yes, yes, yes! It finally happened!" exclaimed Quinn as he moved the cat around to check all the detail. Transfiguration of an inorganic object to an organic being with a different size and weight was at the fifth-year level.
Quinn pumped his fists in the air as he returned the cat back into a Gobstone.
"My focus increased overnight!" said Quinn, and after the excitement and elation passed, Quinn began thinking about the reason behind it.
He thought back to yesterday. If he did something different, something that could trigger the change in his body. But, nothing came to mind.
After having breakfast, Quinn went to the library to think in peace. He wanted to know the reason behind this change. His magic had changed, and Quinn wanted to know everything about it.
After spending hours in the library surrounded by books about Magic theory, magical biology, and any other books that could provide him answers, Quinn couldn't find anything other than that his magic had entered the period of growth.
'But, why did my magic enter this period now, after two months of me turning eleven (11)?' Quinn sighed as he climbed the stairs of his dorm. It wasn't that the change happened precisely on a person's birthday, and it could occur anytime between before or after a fortnight of a person's eleventh birthday. But two months didn't make sense.
Quinn took a shower to relax, and when he came out, he saw Eddie and Marcus were playing in the room. They were pretending to be swordsmen and were using rolls of newspapers as swords.
Quinn chuckled as he looked at his two roommates, "What are you guys doing?"
Marcus spoke as he battled Eddie with his newspaper roll, "We were waiting for you. Do you want to play Gobstones?"
Quinn thought about the offer, 'Well, it would take my mind away from the change.' Quinn nodded and replied, "Sure, give me a minute. I will be down there."
Both of them nodded, and Eddie dropped his newspaper roll on the floor before bolting down to the common room. Quinn sighed as he looked at the newspaper on the floor and picked it up. Then his eyes caught the date of the newspaper, and then things clicked in his mind.
"Ah~, that's why it happened today," Quinn said as everything made sense to him. "Of course, it would happen today, on September 8th," Quinn sighed as he threw the newspaper in the trash.
8th of September was the day he found himself in this body. It was also on 8th of September that he had triggered his magic for the first time. He had kept track of the day for a couple of years, but with time he had forgotten about it. Now, on the very same day, his magic had gone through a qualitative change.
'My coming to this world must have pushed the changed to this date,' Quinn thought as he tried to place his thoughts on this matter. Quinn also entertained the theory that even though it had been only seven (7) since he had come to this world, his body was still eleven (11) years old.
"Body, mind, and soul; three parts of a being," quoted Quinn as he felt the path ahead clear up. Quinn felt a weight has been lifted off his chest and looked around the room with a smile.
"Who knows, it might happen again when I turn fifteen (15)," Quinn said in optimism as he thought what would happen at the eleventh anniversary of his coming to this world.
Quinn felt the need to use his magic this very moment, so he looked around the room and closed his eyes, took a deep breath. With a wave of magic from Quinn, things around the room began moving, and multiple different magic began showing their effects. When the things stopped moving & the magic stopped working, the dorm room looked like it had been freshly cleaned, and all the furniture from the beds to the cupboards looked brand new.
"If anyone asks, I will just give credit to the elves', shrugged Quinn, but then he laughed as he climbed down the dorm stairs, "Though the elves might not be happy about me cleaning the room."
Quinn stepped into the common room, and with a broad grin, he said, "Time to destroy people in Gobstones!"
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The very next day, Quinn began drafting a medium-term plan spanning two years. He climbed down into his suitcase and stepped into the library.
On the paper in front of him, Quinn wrote what he wanted to do before entering his third year.
"Completing Hogwarts education with practical usage," wrote Quinn as the basic goal of his two-year plan. Quinn wanted to cover Hogwarts' cover subjects and the electives he was interested in; Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against Dark Arts, Arithmancy, Study of Ancient Runes, and Astronomy. He wasn't interested in Divination and Muggle Studies and wasn't sure if he wanted to pursue Care of Magical Creatures; he wasn't thrilled at the idea of being close to magical beasts.
Next was "Supplementing all the Hogwarts' subjects with knowledge from around the world." Quinn's approach had always been to expand his knowledge from reading books from all around the world. From his experience of learning the first four years of Hogwarts' curriculum, he knew the curriculum was missing several things that text from other schools could supplement. It was the same with every school and region in the world. Everybody was missing something, but at the same time, everybody had something to offer as well.
The third goal was "Learning new branches of magic that were taught in other schools." There were other branches of magic like Transmutation, Illusion magic, Dark Arts, Alchemy, Elemental magic, Warding, Soul magic, Healing magic, Abjuration, Body magic, to name a few. Quinn wanted to learn these magics to the N.E.W.T level or equivalent.
Coming to mind arts, he wanted to set some goals. Quinn decided he wanted to build the highest level of occlumency defense in his current system. He wanted to make sure that his defense would stand firm against a master occlumens, plus he wanted to increase the immersion level on his memories. On the legilimency front, he wanted to become a master legilimens by the end of the second year; Quinn was planning to use the entire school body to explore the insides of a mind.
Quinn knew he needed to be ready for the year when the Basilisk roamed the castle. Quirrelmort didn't scare Quinn; he just needed to ignore the professor and not poke his nose in the matter. Quinn would decide if he wanted to make a play for the Philosopher's Stone when the time came. Currently, he wasn't sure if he wanted to go against a professor of defense against dark arts with a master of dark arts stuck to his head.
After Quinn decided his plans for the next two years, he thought about the immediate plan. With Quinn's increased focus, he wanted a place to practice magic, and the best place for doing so would be the Room Of Requirement. Quinn hadn't gone to the seventh floor because he was too busy getting used to the new lifestyle at Hogwarts, but now that he had spent a week at the school, he was ready to go to the mysterious room.
It was time to the greatest room in Hogwarts known to Quinn.
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On Monday, Quinn had a History of Magic class at nine (9) o'clock in the morning, and after that, he had two hours of free time and one hour of lunch. Quinn decided to skip lunch and spend three hours in the Room Of Requirement.
The room was located on the seventh floor in the left corridor of the Hogwarts castle. Quinn looked at the tapestry depicting the attempt of Barnabas the Barmy to teach trolls ballet. He recalled the method to enter the Room Of Requirement and walked past the tapestry three times, thinking about a place to practice magic.
Immediately after the third time, a door appeared opposite the tapestry. Quinn, with a beating heart, pushed the doors open and entered a spacious room. In one corner of the room, he saw dummies to practice charms and jinxes. In another corner were objects of different shapes, sizes, and materials to practice transfiguration. He also a potion workstation for brewing potions. He was also surprised to see a comfy chair for sitting while practicing mind arts.
Quinn walked around the room and saw the details in the room. He found that the room had everything he wanted, but Quinn also noted that the room specifically provided things related to the magic he wanted to practice today.
On the transfiguration corner, he saw a sizeable amount of mercury, Quinn had planned to study how mercury reacted to transfiguration, and the room had read that from his mind and provided him with mercury. On the charms' corner, he saw a fast-moving golden snitch as he had imagined wanting a snitch to practice the Slowing Charm. On the potions workstation were copper cauldrons and the tools he needed to brew a Befuddlement Draught.
"The room provides what I need," Quinn dropped his book bag on the comfy chair and walked to one of the dummies and casted an Exploding charm (Bombarda) on it, and the dummy exploded, and Quinn smiled when the destroyed dummy didn't disappear or fix itself.
Quinn was happy to see the damaged dummy not because he enjoyed seeing the mutilated dummy but because the room had even picked up on the finer details of his request. Quinn had also wished to practice his mending charm, so he requested the dummies to stay damaged.
Quinn swept an eye over the broken pieces and levitated them near the dummy. He began casting several simultaneous Mending charms on the dummy, and before he knew it, the dummy was like it never exploded.
Quinn nodded before his smile disappeared, and he said to himself, "Let's get to work." He removed his robe and levitated it to the chair and thus began the repeated explosion of dummies. Quinn experimented with the strength and accuracy of the Explosion charm. For Quinn, there was no difference between Bombarda and Bombarda Maxima as he didn't rely on chants and understood the essence of magic before practicing it.
When Quinn used the Explosion charm, he was the one who decided the configuration of the spell and not some words in Latin. Quinn decided when to explode the whole dummy or when to only take its head off. Quinn tried simultaneous casting and continuous casting of the charm and how it would affect him. Quinn found that he was at an acceptable level in continuous casting but lacked efficiency while he casted simultaneously.
In between explosions, Quinn experimented with the Mending charm; Quinn checked if it could mend the dummy if he completely eradicated a part of the dummy; the answer was no. The Mending charm could only fix the available parts. He also found that if he trapped one of the parts, then the Mending charm would mend the object and leave the trapped if it couldn't get to it. There was also a distance restriction, where if a piece of the broken object was farther than a certain distance, then the Mending charm would ignore the part.
After half an hour and hundred Exploding charms, Quinn decided he had enough practice with the Exploding charm and moved on to the potions part of the room to brew a Befuddlement Draught. Befuddlement Draught was a potion that caused the drinker to become belligerent and reckless.
He donned his gloves and protective goggles and got to brew the potion. It took an hour to brew the potion. Quinn withdrew his potion notes and began preparing the ingredient as he experimented for best efficiency. After starting the brewing, Quinn took out a stack of paper and started documenting every change in the potion, cross-referencing it with listed changes. Quinn observed his potions with an almost obsessive hawk-like gaze. Quinn had learned that some stages of different potions required constant attention, and not many books mentioned those stages, so Quinn had made it his goal to document every change of every potion he learned.
After an hour of careful brewing and close observation, Quinn had ten standard doses of the dark acid green high-grade Befuddlement Draught. Quinn poured potion in vials and packed three vials to send to Elliot at home, and packed five for long-term storage, and the last two doses, he was going to use on the stuck up Prefect, who scoffed while telling Quinn and his roommates that they couldn't Gobstones in the common room.
"Let's see if he can still have a stick up his butt after I give him this," said Quinn with an evil smirk on his face.
Finally, Quinn stepped into the Transfiguration corner to work on mercury. Mercury was a poisonous metal, so with the utmost care, Quinn transfigured the given material into different things. He also boiled and froze the mercury and then transfigured it at those temperatures. Quinn tried to turn into different materials like other metals, rubber, wood, and many other organic and inorganic material. He even turned small droplets of mercury into tiny ants and relatively bigger cockroaches. He turned larger amounts of mercury into more complex things. Experimented with turning a drop of mercury into a much larger block of stone and tried to shrink down a glass of mercury into a small earthworm.
After working for a quarter of an hour on transfiguration, Quinn rested for fifteen before diving into his mind. At a distance from the West Manor, Quinn began building the Hogwarts replica. Unlike the West Manor, where Quinn had built the exterior before turning to the interiors, his current approach was going to be much different. Quinn was going to construct Hogwarts, one room at a time. For example, Quinn was going to start at the ground floor and then move up. His first room was going to be the Great Hall, and then he would expand to the rest of the ground floor. Quinn sat on the comfy chair, and for the rest of the time, he worked on his mindscape.
Fifteen minutes before one o'clock in the afternoon, Quinn exited the Room Of Requirement and headed to the defense of dark arts class while humming in a good mood.
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Quinn West - MC - Found RoR - Guess who has the best secret base in the world.
Eddie Carmicheal - Ravenclaw - Currently obsessed with Gobstones
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