Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

It's clear he did a lot of research beforehand, and this serious and meticulous attitude is what Professor Murray appreciates most.

"—In conclusion, the Unseen Stretch Charm is extremely difficult to use and easily misused. Therefore, it is strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic—"

Wade paused here, glanced at Professor Morrie, and then continued under his smiling gaze: "The Minds of Magic in various countries have regulations that the Unseen Extension Charm cannot be used for private purposes, but only for the production of specific items approved by the relevant Ministry of Magic. At the same time, individual wizards may not possess items that can be used to cast the Unseen Extension Charm without the approval of the Ministry of Magic."

Professor Morrie couldn't help but chuckle: "Yes—we're currently discussing how to break the Ministry of Magic's laws. But Wade, if you're an alchemist and don't have a suitcase with a Seamless Extension Charm, you can't be considered a true alchemist. Of course, to avoid trouble with the Ministry of Magic, we also need to learn some stealth techniques—"

He reached out and took a book from the shelf, handing it to Wade.

"This book contains a clever little trick that teaches you how to make your box appear normal most of the time, but transform into something else when you need it—it's very difficult, child, both the box with the Seamless Stretch Charm and this hidden spell are very difficult—I look forward to seeing how you do it, and—yes—you can ask me any questions."

Wade flipped through the book, carefully put it away, and then took out a piece of parchment.

"Actually, I do have many questions to ask you."

The parchment contained a list of twenty or thirty questions, none of which could be explained in just a few words.

"Oh—you're very studious, aren't you?"

Professor Morrie muttered something, then put on his glasses and began answering questions one by one. Wade immediately took out paper and pen and started taking notes. By the time the Q&A session ended, it had already far exceeded the scheduled tutoring time.

"Professor," Wade said as he was leaving, "I actually have one more small matter to discuss."

"Um, what?"

Professor Morrie was already a little tired, but he still spoke patiently.

"Here's the thing, I've taken some time these past few days to make a box, and I'd like to ask you to take a look and see if there are any flaws."

Vader pulled a long, rectangular oak box from the bottom of his backpack. It looked ordinary and didn't even have any obvious magical runes.

Professor Morrie chanted the incantation and examined the area carefully.

"Hmm—it can shield the aura of magical items? No—it should be said to isolate them—and also has anti-theft charms, anti-Arahu's Hole, curse-breaking charms, and anti-evil charms—"

He looked at Wade in surprise: "Are you collecting some powerful dark magic items?"

Wade smiled somewhat sheepishly: "Actually, I wanted to borrow some books from the restricted section, but I heard that some of these books are imbued with powerful dark magic, and that just getting close to them will have an effect—"

Professor Morrie burst out laughing: "Oh—Wade—Wade—my child, you're being a little too cautious—"

He laughed for a while, and seeing Wade becoming increasingly embarrassed, he wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Pince will take some measures when students borrow books from the restricted section to avoid any negative impact on them—"

Wade's face flushed slightly, and he said somewhat dejectedly, "So—all this box I prepared was for nothing?"

“Oh, not really—it’s always good to be cautious,” Professor Morrie reassured him. “Your box is perfectly made; it can completely isolate most dark magic items and won’t have any adverse effects on the outside world. At least you can use it to keep dangerous books out of reach of others when you go to sleep at night.”

Wade still didn't seem completely reassured and pressed on, "What are some of the smaller portions of dark magic items that can't be completely isolated?"

“It depends on the size, child,” Professor Morrie said with a smile. “If it can’t be completely contained, the magical power will naturally leak out. But if your box can completely seal it from beginning to end, you don’t need to worry about any dark magic power.”

……

In the dead of night, a figure loitered back and forth on the eighth floor of the castle—

"I need a place to hide things—a place to hide things—a place to hide things—"

The familiar door reappeared, and Vader opened it without hesitation, stepped inside, and lit up the surroundings with his wand.

The room, resembling a city, was filled with stacked furniture that made the surrounding shadows look bizarre and surreal. Wade searched along the central aisle section by section, and finally found his target next to a cabinet with a bubbly surface.

The old, rusty crown sat on the pile of junk, looking no different from the other trash here, perhaps even more dilapidated, with its dull gemstones resembling unpolished stones.

Above the crown were the words "Tom Riddle".

If it weren't for this line of text, Wade wouldn't have been able to pinpoint his target in this garbage-strewn place. He vaguely remembered the crown being placed in a box, looking quite ornate, not this dusty, drab appearance.

But in any case, memories from more than ten years ago are unreliable, but his eyes did not lie.

Vader opened the box and placed it on the ground. He picked up an old pair of fire tongs from a nearby pile of garbage, stretched out his arm, and picked up the crown from a distance. He threw it into the oak box, closed the lid, and sealed it with heavy spells before finally relaxing his tense mood.

With the crown in place, Wade couldn't freely research the Room of Requirement's functions, fearing he might be inadvertently influenced by it. Furthermore, Wade was also vaguely worried that others might discover the Room of Requirement due to his frequent visits, and thus become bewitched by the Horcruxes like Ginny Weasley, causing some serious trouble. Now that the Horcruxes were completely isolated, eliminating any potential problems, Wade couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

There are just so many unknowns he wants to explore about this Room of Requirement alone!

As he was leaving, Wade unconsciously patted his backpack, only to hear a voice suddenly say, "It's best not to take anything from the Request Room out, son."

Chapter 71 Rules and Packages

Wade raised an eyebrow, turned his head and looked over, and saw that it was the idiot Barnabas from the tapestry.

Whenever he entered or left the Room of Requirement, he would always see this tapestry first. Sometimes he saw Banaba the Fool forcing the trolls to wear ballet dresses and dance, and sometimes he saw the trolls hitting Banaba the Fool on the head with a large wooden club. The two were always entangled in this tapestry, never speaking a word to each other, nor going anywhere else.

He initially thought it was because tapestries and portraits were different...

At this moment, the giants in the tapestry were lying asleep to the side, while the wizard sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes clearly fixed on him, and said with a very serious expression.

"Fool...uh...Mr. Barnabas?"

“It’s fine, just call me Barnabas the Fool, that’s what they all call me anyway,” Barnabas said nonchalantly, then asked, “I suspect you took something from the Room of Requirement?”

“Yes.” Wade readily admitted, “But this isn’t part of the Room of Requirement. Someone else put it there, just like the broom I took earlier.”

“It doesn’t matter whether someone else put it there and hid it, child,” Barnabas said slowly. “In this castle, everything abandoned by its master ends up in this room—when they are forgotten by their master, they become part of the Room of Requirement. You can take what you need, like that broom; but you shouldn’t take what you don’t need, or use the Room of Requirement to satisfy some private desire.”

"Personal desires?" Wade countered. "Like what?"

“For example, you could resell the contents to make money.” Barnabas paused, then added, “If you really need money, you can look in the junk pile; you should be able to find some gallons, enough to meet your daily needs.”

“What if I really take away the things I don’t need?” Wade asked again.

Barnabas said seriously, "Then one day, what you took will return to Hogwarts in a way you never want to see. And you will be punished by the magical contract for violating your original purpose of entering the Room of Requirement."

His tone was somber and compassionate, as if he could already see Vader dying a miserable death or suffering immense torment because he refused to heed his advice.

The giant beside him groaned in its sleep, scratched its rear end, rolled over, and continued sleeping. Its stinky feet landed right in front of Barnabas, forcing Barnabas to pinch its nose and move to another spot. Then, Barnabas composed itself and continued to stare at Vader with a heavy gaze.

“So,” Wade couldn’t help but chuckle, “if I find a dangerous dark magic item in the Room of Requirement and worry that it might harm other students, so I take it away to deal with it—would that be considered a breach of the contract?”

"Oh—oh—I see—"

Barnabas's train of thought was interrupted. He thought seriously for a while before stammering, "This—I guess it counts as doing a good deed—the castle, the castle will thank you—of course, it doesn't count as breaking the contract—"

"Anyway, thank you for your advice, Barnabas—I will return this thing after I get rid of the dark magic on it."

Wade waved his hand and turned to leave.

After walking a distance, Wade finally couldn't help but sigh softly.

When Vader finally found the Room of Requirement with the help of the fairy, he wondered if the Room of Requirement could provide a room filled with Galleons or a time-tamper if he needed one.

Or perhaps he took all the books or alchemical tools from the Room of Requirement while studying there. When he returns, will he find an empty room, or will everything he needs still be there?

After much deliberation, Wade ultimately suppressed his various restless thoughts and refrained from testing whether the Room of Requirement had such a bug.

He wasn't the first to discover the Room of Requirement. Before him, countless students and professors may have discovered its magical properties. Voldemort even hid his Horcruxes here. The Room of Requirement is also no secret among the house-elves in the castle.

If the items in the Room of Requirement could really be taken away at will, wouldn't none of the students before him have discovered this bug? Surely not everyone is as noble and virtuous as Harry Potter in the original books, never even considering using the Room of Requirement for profit?

Putting everything else aside, Tom Riddle in his youth was definitely someone who could make the most of resources. The only explanation for why he didn't empty the Room of Requirement is that he couldn't, not that he didn't want to.

It seems Tom Riddle must have received Barnabas's warning back then. Given Barnabas's character, he wouldn't easily believe a tapestry; after all, he himself was a master of curses and a descendant of Slytherin—perhaps he even tried other methods and ultimately discovered that the tapestry was right…

The Room of Requirement – ​​providing assistance to those who truly need it.

Wade had long suspected that people entered into some kind of unspoken agreement upon entering the room, so he hadn't tried anything recklessly. But when his suspicions were confirmed, he was still disappointed.

Who would hate getting something for nothing?

Wade patted his face, reminding himself that he had already received a lot of help from the Room of Requirement. He shouldn't be greedy and forget what he truly wanted.

……

The next morning, the sky finally cleared up.

After experiencing heavy snow and continuous rain, the students showed great delight in the sunny weather. Many of them got up early and strolled, chatted, chased and played in small groups on the grass around the castle.

At breakfast time, countless owls flew into the hall from outside and dropped packages in front of the students—despite the existence of the Book of Friends, these owls, the couriers of the wizarding world, have not been eliminated or laid off; they still carry packages of all sizes and fly in the skies of Great Britain.

Ava landed beside Wade, bringing Fiona's newly made candies and desserts. She pecked Wade's arm somewhat angrily, as if blaming him for leaving her at home.

Wade tore off some beef for her, and Ava swallowed it, satisfied. She cooed twice and flew away.

Wade shared some of the candy and desserts from his package with the students around him, then turned and said, "Michael—"

"Hmm?" Michael responded, praising, "Mrs. Grey's peanut brittle is delicious!"

"I'll put the umbrellas inside later, take as many as you like," Wade said. "And take a few pictures of me later?"

"Great!" Michael readily agreed, then asked, "You bought the camera?"

“It was a Christmas present from my father,” Wade said.

"Take a couple of pictures for me too—I haven't thought about taking any photos since I got to school!"

"it is good."

Just as the two were about to finish their breakfast quickly, two more owls flew towards Wade, one dropping a letter and the other a large package.

Michael exclaimed in surprise, "Your family sent you so many things?"

“No.” Wade looked at the signature on the envelope. “This wasn’t sent by my parents.”

Bonus chapter for the first leader of the alliance, [Leisurely Survivor].

Thanks for the support