Kyle looked up at the corridor in front of him in confusion.

It looked a bit like a castle, but it was completely different from what he remembered. At least the castle in his memory didn’t look so... new?

It was as if everything in front of me had been washed with water and then coated with a layer of wax, and everything I saw was more than a little brighter.

Let's put it this way, it's like comparing Sirius's exquisite new car with Mr. Weasley's nine-hand old Ford. The difference is obvious at a glance.

Even the positions of the picture frames on the wall had changed. Every portrait was new, and even the gold paint on the corners had not changed color. It still sparkled brightly under the sunlight.

Kyle was sure that this was definitely not the Hogwarts Castle in his memory.

But didn’t he just take one step?

"Come with me?" Ravenclaw's voice came to my ear.

Not the kind of voice that appears directly in your head, but a real voice that exists.

As soon as Kyle turned his head, he saw a tall witch standing next to him.

The witch's face was cold and calm, exactly like Rowena Ravenclaw he had seen in the Chamber of Secrets.

"Where is this?" Kyle asked again. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. "Could it be Hogwarts from a thousand years ago?"

"No, this is where you think it is," said Ravenclaw.

"Room of Requirement?"

"Is that what you call it?" Ravenclaw said calmly, "This is what I left behind. It can be considered Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets.

"Its special feature is that it can simulate a certain environment in my memory. So strictly speaking, you are still in school."

"It's incredible." Kyle touched the guardrail next to him and it felt like the real thing.

No, it should be said that it is real. It is another Hogwarts replicated by the Room of Requirement.

"But wasn't I on the second floor just now?"

"It's just a little trick, follow me."

Ravenclaw walked straight ahead, and Kyle hurriedly followed.

Along the way, he discovered that he was not the only one here. There were many students walking around in the castle. They seemed to have consciousness and would greet Ravenclaw when passing by.

It wasn't until Kyle watched his hand pass through a person that he was sure they were all fake.

It felt like entering a huge meditation bowl, both real and fake, very magical.

Kyle even saw Godric Gryffindor, who was wearing a red cloak and teaching students swordsmanship in a classroom, and in his hand was the silver goblin sword.

"This is where you will take your lessons," Ravenclaw said. "You can sit in on all the classes here...

"In addition, I have made corresponding changes to the content and translated it to a level that you can understand. The only restriction is that you cannot ask questions and can only listen in. As for how much you can understand, it's up to you."

Kyle's eyes lit up and he immediately went to the door of the nearest classroom, which was the Gryffindor classroom.

At this time, Gryffindor had defeated three students in a row. He proudly put three belt-like cloth ropes on the tip of the sword and waved it, full of the show-off and provocation of the winner. The three defeated students stood beside him, grabbing their trousers with shame and anger on their faces.

"Hey, Rowena," Gryffindor called excitedly toward the door, "Look at me..."

The Ravenclaw who turned back waved his hand expressionlessly, as if wiping off a piece of dirt on the table... Then the people in the classroom disappeared, and Godric Gryffindor disappeared too.

"You don't need to learn this." She was silent for a moment before continuing, "Swordsmanship is only a supporting role for a wizard. Even Godric himself uses his wand more often. He only draws his sword when he thinks he will win."

"Yeah, I don't think it's necessary to learn this either." Kyle nodded in agreement and walked towards the next classroom without looking back.

There was a completely unfamiliar professor in this classroom. He was hunched over, with a bald head, and looked like Old Tom from the Leaky Cauldron.

But they are certainly not alone.

The other party should be teaching a spell class. After listening for a while, Kyle felt dizzy.

Because the spell classes here were completely different from what he was familiar with. All of them required the use of magic runes instead of chanting spells.

As for the contents, they were also very different. It wasn't that they were very powerful, but Kyle had never heard of those spells.

He listened for twenty minutes, then frowned and began to hesitate whether to leave.

Just when Kyle was confused, the old wizard on the stage changed his voice, and the strange spell suddenly turned into the ice-making spell he was familiar with.

Kyle blinked. According to Ravenclaw's "translation", there is such a meaning? But to be honest, Kyle was quite happy.

Ancient spells… although they sound very stylish, they were spells selected according to the general environment at the time and were really not suitable for the era he lived in.

Including the "Vulcan Clearing the Way" that Kyle learned, it was actually improved by Dumbledore, and the effect of the original version may be more exaggerated.

Take the spell that has not been translated for example.

The Freezing Spell, when used in conjunction with the magic runes, can freeze all living things within a mile around it within one second, turning them into ice sculptures.

It sounds powerful... but the problem is that it can't distinguish between friend and foe. After all, this is not just playing a game, but actually changing the environment.

When the old professor was demonstrating, his entire body was covered with a layer of hard white frost, just like the rabbit in front of him.

It was not until a magic rune suddenly appeared on his body that the white frost melted again.

Kyle had seen this in a book...carving magic runes on one's body was the most popular way in the wizarding world a thousand years ago.

This method can make the power of the spell stronger and transform itself into another form of spell to avoid being affected.

But no matter which book it is, the dangers of this approach are noted.

Because the magic symbols engraved on the body will fade... or should I say fade? In short, this kind of delicate thing, even if it is just missing a corner, or if you gain a little weight and stretch the symbols on the body, it may become completely opposite.

It is hard to say whether those magic words will still be "protection" at that time.

If you're lucky, it might just be a conflict of magical powers and you just need to lie down for a few months to be fine. If you're unlucky... you might even explode on the spot.

To put it bluntly, this is dancing on a tightrope.

At the same time, this is also the reason why rune magic was quickly replaced by spells. Although it lacks power, it is safe enough, and if used well, it may not be inferior to rune magic.

Like a movie rewinding, when the freezing spell turned into an ice-making spell, everything in the classroom began to rapidly reverse, and soon became the same as when Kyle first came in.

"Tom," the old professor said in a hoarse voice, "Although the effect of this spell is average, it can play an important role in critical moments when combined with the warning rune."

"Remember, magic runes are always faster than visual lines. More importantly, they have no blind spots." Having said this, the old professor slowly raised his head, as if he was speaking specifically to Kyle.

…

Each class here is about an hour.

After finishing one class, Kyle immediately went to another classroom.

I don’t know if it’s because of size limitations or if it’s just the way it is, but the classrooms here are all together, and there’s no need to go up and down stairs. You can just walk a few steps outside and get there, which saves a lot of time.

Later, Kyle took the Transfiguration class again and became a witch.

To be honest, Kyle felt that she was not as good as Professor McGonagall, because her Transfiguration was all on herself, such as giving herself a tiger's head and a bear's arm.

But if you think about it carefully, this seemed to be popular at that time...

What interested Kyle the most was actually the magic class.

Unlike the ancient runes class he had taken before, which had only a dozen students in the grade, the magic runes and talismans here were compulsory courses that everyone had to take, and the largest classroom was used.

All the students sat together, there were about thirty people...

"When you use magic runes, don't just memorize them by rote. Think carefully about what they mean and why they can't be replaced with other similar magic runes."

A stern wizard stood at the front and said loudly: "When you truly understand the meaning of the person who wrote this magic formula, then when you use it again, it will be very easy and you don't need to think at all."

Inexplicably, Kyle always had a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was familiar, so Kyle quickly gave up and concentrated on listening to the class with the others.

It was not until an hour later that the classroom door was suddenly opened.

Having experienced this twice, Kyle knew that this was the end of the get out of class.

Just as Kyle was about to leave and go to the next classroom, everyone disappeared out of thin air.

Ravenclaw walked in from outside.

"How?" she asked.

“It’s been a great experience,” Kyle said.

This completely different teaching system felt very fresh to him.

"Yes, it seems you can keep up." Ravenclaw said, "But today's class is over."

She pointed out the window, and Kyle realized that it had already gotten dark without him noticing.

"Can I stay a little longer?" Kyle asked. "The house-elves in the kitchen should be able to deliver food to the Room of Requirement."

Ravenclaw walked out of the classroom.

Kyle originally thought she was going to take him out of the Room of Requirement, but he soon discovered that she was heading upstairs.

The two walked up the stairs and passed by a middle-aged wizard with a sinister expression.

Kyle had also seen him, Salazar Slytherin...

A group of students followed behind him, all of them looking down at the books or parchment in their hands, as if they didn't care about anything around them?

"They are the purest wizards." Ravenclaw's voice came again, "They shoulder the family's mission and are always exploring the mysteries of magic."

"But to me, they look more like Ravenclaws," Kyle said. "I mean... Ravenclaw House."

"Ravenclaw seeks truth."

It was still a dull voice.

Kyle couldn't tell for a moment whether she was talking about himself or the academy's philosophy.

The two of them walked all the way to the highest tower of the castle. Even the height of the stairs was exactly the same. It was simply a Hogwarts within a Hogwarts…

It was also the first time that Kyle knew that the Room of Requirement could create such a large space.

A minute later, the Ravenclaw stopped in front of a door.

"What is wisdom?" the raven knocker on the door asked, opening its mouth.

Kyle vaguely remembered that the door knocker of the Ravenclaw common room was an eagle head. Was it changed later?

Before he could think about it, he saw Ravenclaw slightly sideways, making room for him.

"Me?" Kyle asked, pointing at himself.

"Just a little test." Ravenclaw said, "I've always thought you'd be more suited to my house."

"Okay." Kyle walked forward and thought for a moment, "Ravenclaw means wisdom."

The raven knocker didn't make any movement, but Kyle felt a pair of eyes suddenly fall on him.

"How can this thing be so ignorant?" Kyle muttered to himself.

The Ravenclaws are right here. What a great opportunity! Yet they didn't seize it. No wonder the door knocker was later replaced with an eagle's head.

Kyle complained a few words in his mind, but the door knocker remained silent.

There was no other way, Kyle could only take a deep breath and said solemnly:

"Wisdom is a kind of thinking ability that life possesses, based on physiology and psychology, including the ability to perceive, understand, remember, analyze, and judge things..."

Kyle spoke word by word, and with every additional word, the expression of the Ravenclaw next to him changed a little.

“So to sum up, wisdom is the ability to correctly understand, judge, and invent and create things.”

Before Kyle could even finish, the raven knocker turned its head and clicked open.

Kyle turned around.

"That's a very detailed answer." Ravenclaw said, "I think Godric, Salazar, and Helga would all be happy to accept you into the house."

"Forget the first one. I don't want anyone to take away my belt." Kyle shrugged.

The corner of Ravenclaw's mouth seemed to curl up slightly, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Kyle even thought it was his illusion.

The Ravenclaw did not enter the common room, but simply reached out and took down the raven door knocker and handed it to Kyle.

"Here is the key," she said. "The memory here will last for a period of time. During this period, there will only be this one room. Only people with the key can enter. You can come back anytime."

Kyle quickly reached out and took the raven knocker.

"But if I take this, what will happen to the common room?"

No one answered, the Ravenclaw just looked at him in silence.

"Have you forgotten that this is the Room of Requirement, not the real Hogwarts... You don't think I can put things from a thousand years ago into my memory and bring them here."

Kyle immediately shut his mouth and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

He really forgot.

In the Room of Requirement, he could have a hundred raven door knockers if he wanted them.

As for whether those door knockers can be used as keys, that is another matter.

Kyle then reappeared in the foyer.

The castle gate was closed tightly. It went without saying that this should be the exit of the Room of Requirement.

"I'll be gone for a while after this, do you have any questions?" Ravenclaw asked.

"There is one..." Kyle said quickly, "Can I bring someone else to class here?"

"Yes, but I don't recommend it."

Ravenclaw said, "Although I have translated the content, those courses are still based on runes in essence. This is the foundation and cannot be changed.

"People who don't know enough about magic words won't understand them. It may even cause a certain degree of magic disorder due to the conflict of concepts, which is not worth the loss."

"Okay." Kyle nodded.

He also remembered that in the first spells class, the old professor talked about magic runes every three sentences.

If he hadn't learned Vulcan's Way and read Merlin's letters, he would probably have found it difficult to understand.

"That's it then. Maybe I'll come find you again at some other time." Ravenclaw waved his hand.

Then Kyle found himself in the corridor on the eighth floor of the school.

The faded picture frames on the wall, the dull railings, and the three familiar faces in front of him all clearly indicated that he had returned to the Hogwarts he was familiar with.

Kyle subconsciously touched his head, and as expected, the crown was gone.

"ah!"

A scream in his ears brought Kyle back to his senses.

"Kyle? When did you appear here?" Harry looked at Kyle in shock, as if he was frightened.

"Just now." Kyle looked at Harry, Hermione and Ron calmly and said, "I just came out of the Granting of Requirement. Didn't you see it?"

"Huh?" Harry and the other two looked at each other.

"Is that so?" They really didn't see it.

However, Harry and Hermione pretended not to notice it, except Ron, who immediately looked at Kyle's head.

Then he fell into doubt.

No crown?

How is this possible? Did he really see it wrong before?

…

"So it's you who's in there. No wonder I couldn't open the door to the Room of Requirement." Harry said at this time.

"What do you have in your hand?"

"Ah, this." Kyle raised his hand and looked at the raven door knocker. "I found it in there. I thought it was interesting, so I took it out."

Kyle put it in his robe pocket and asked, "Is dinner ready?"

"It should be soon," said Harry.

"Then I'm going to the auditorium first." Kyle said, "How about you guys? Do you want to join us?"

"We'll wait a moment," said Harry.

He wanted to find something in the Room of Requirement before dinner started.

But what Harry didn't expect was that after he walked back and forth in the corridor three times, the door of the Room of Requirement still did not appear.

And he tried it several times and it happened every time.

"How weird." Harry scratched his hair in confusion and muttered softly, "Didn't Kyle come out? Is there someone else in there?"

(End of this chapter)