Chapter 569 There is a Room of Requirement!!
Harry was dreaming.
He dreamed of himself, walking again in a windowless corridor. His footsteps echoed through the corridor.
There was a door at the end of the corridor.
He tried to reach out to open the door.
"Mr. Harry Potter!"
Just as Harry's hand was only a few feet away from the door, a voice woke him up.
It was Dobby.
"What, what's wrong?"
Harry was a little angry.
After all, he could have opened that door right away and found out what was inside.
"Mr. Harry Potter, Dobby brought your owl!"
Dobby raised Hedwig happily.
Harry's unhappiness was gone.
Only then did he look at Dobby carefully.
Dobby had Hermione's hat on his head.
The hats hung one on top of another, making it look as if he had grown several centimeters taller.
"You took Hermione's hat?"
Harry asked curiously.
"Yes. Dobby gave it back to Twinkle, but Twinkle drank every day and ignored Dobby.
The other elves didn't come to Gryffindor Tower anymore. Hats and socks were all over the place; only Dobby was cleaning.
They thought it was an insult, but Dobby didn't care. Dobby wanted to see Mr. Harry Potter, and apparently tonight Dobby got his wish!"
Dobby exclaimed happily.
Harry quipped, "Don't you want to see Darren?"
Harry had always felt that Dobby was more respectful and adoring toward Darren than toward him.
"Yes, but Dobby can't see Mr. Darren Potter in Slytherin, and Mr. Darren Potter rarely spends time in the Slytherin common room.
Everyone would speak ill of him, and Dobby would always hear Slytherin girls discussing Mr. Darren Potter.
Although Dobby did not hear them scold Mr. Darren Potter,
they are sneaky, and it seems that this behavior is really bad."
Dobby said angrily.
A pair of big ears drooped down. Harry was silent.
He knew that Darren was always ostracized in Slytherin. Those people never left him alone.
Darren didn't even dare to stay in the Slytherin common room.
And all this—he had already guessed it, but hearing it from Dobby's mouth made it far more real.
"And how is he in the dormitory?"
Harry asked hesitantly.
Dobby shook his head.
Dobby didn't know. Dobby didn't know how Darren Potter was in the dormitory, because Professor Snape wouldn't let anyone into Mr. Darren Potter's room.
The elves were also only allowed to go in and clean when Mr. Darren Potter was not there."
Dobby said softly. His tone carried a hint of guilt.
He even wanted to punish himself, but Harry quickly stopped him.
"Don't be like this. Darren will definitely be angry when he sees it…
By the way, do you know of a place that can accommodate nearly ninety people to practice magic together?
It has to be hidden!"
In order to stop Dobby from punishing himself, Harry changed the subject.
He decided that even if Dobby only talked about an ordinary classroom, he would still pretend to be satisfied—but what he heard next was unexpected.
Dobby nodded vigorously and said, "Dobby knows what Harry Potter wants to do. Dobby knows there is a place called the Room of Requirement.
Dobby would often hide his drunken flash there, and if Dobby wanted to, there would be a safe room there.
There would also be a bed that perfectly matched an elf's height, and Mr. Filch once looked for cleaning tools in it."
Harry froze.
He thought of last year's Christmas Ball.
He remembered hearing Dumbledore and Karkaroff say that Dumbledore once woke up at five in the morning and found a particularly luxurious toilet.
"So there's a toilet there too?"
"Yes, Mr. Harry Potter, there is everything there!"
"Are there many people who know about this place?"
"Very few. People usually think it is just a kind of magic. They don't know how to get in. They only encounter it by chance, and then they can't find it again."
Dobby's words made Harry very happy.
He stood up and wanted Dobby to take him there immediately. Although Darren had not yet agreed to form a Defense Against the Dark Arts team,
they could at least prepare in advance.
But he immediately thought of another problem.
It was late at night, and if Umbridge knew he was running around in the middle of the night, she might do something excessive.
Angelina had repeatedly warned him to behave himself if he wanted to play Quidditch.
"In that case, Dobby, tell me the location and the method to enter. I'll find time to go there later. Otherwise, I'm worried about being discovered."
Early the next morning, Harry found Darren and told him about the events of the previous night.
Darren really wanted to tell him: don't even think about it—keep dreaming!
Letting this kind of thing teach others dark magic was simply ridiculous.
But as a little saint, he could only keep using Dumbledore as an excuse, and it was clear that Harry was already well prepared.
"I think Dumbledore may have tacitly approved all this.
Think about it—last year, Dumbledore mentioned the Room of Requirement, and this year we're using it.
Could it be a hint Dumbledore gave us in advance?"
Forehead.
It really was possible.
There was no mention of this in the original book, and Darren couldn't arbitrarily say that Dumbledore hadn't meant it that way.
But teaching nearly ninety students—even Darren found that terrifying.
"Well… but I still have to say that I may not be able to go to and teach everyone one by one due to physical reasons…"
Before he could finish speaking, Hermione interrupted.
"As long as you go, they probably want to see you more than they want you to teach them."
Darren looked at Hermione with a slightly annoyed expression, then his face quickly turned blank.
He didn't understand. He really didn't understand anything about being a little holy father!
Fortunately, Hermione didn't expect him to understand.
She was just jealous every day.
After lunch, they quickly took advantage of the fact that everyone had returned to the common room and slipped up to the eighth floor.
On the eighth floor, opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, there was a stretch of blank wall.
This was the place Harry said Dobby had told him about.
"Dobby said we need to walk past this wall three times while thinking hard about what we want,"
Harry said nervously.
Darren placed his hand on the wall.
After so many years at school, he had always wanted to come and see what was hidden here,
but because this place was close to Dumbledore's office, he had never dared to try.
Now he could finally see what the Room of Requirement was really like.
After all, there were countless speculations about it in fan works.
Of course, it was time for him to personally unveil the mystery of the room.
But when his hand touched the wall—
he froze.