"Oi, you two, would you stop asking me?"

"Please, Sol, help us-"

"-mess with Filch and cat?"

"Don't you guys have anything to do?"

"It is something better. It's going to help a lot of people vent their pent-up frustrations against Filch."

Haah~

"Looks like you guys aren't going to let this rest. Fine, just this one."

"Thank you, Sol, we knew-"

"-were a true friend."

"Fine, here's what we'll do."

Why, yes, I am helping the Weasley twins play a joke on the caretaker. I reluctantly help them out in the hopes, they stop asking me.

Soon, we are sneaking around a corner spying on Filch. We see Filch roaming around with his cat, Mrs. Norris by his side. I signal George and Fred and they start running. They soon pass Filch but not before lighting up some dungbombs in front of him. As they explode, a foul smell erupts through the hall.

"GET BACK HERE, YOU TWO!!", Filch screams before running after them.

Before the cat could follow them, I quickly cast a quiet Calvorio on it which quickly removes all its fur from its body. The cat had a slow reaction before hissing and turning to look at the impertinent human who did this to it. But that human was long gone.

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I was roaming around the castle after finishing my classes. I was unconscious as to where I was going. This was because I was in deep thought, trying to find the answer to a serious problem.

I need to find a place to train.

I pass by a tapestry, with my chin in my hand.

I need a place to train. Should I go to the roof?

I quickly turn around as I have a new thought and pass by the same tapestry again.

If I need a place to train, I could use Regnum Ignotum. No, that won't work, the spell doesn't stop anyone from entering.

I again turn around, furiously ruffling my hair, frustrated at the lack of a solution.

This castle is so fucking big. Is there seriously not a single place suitable for me to train?

As I start to leave the place, a certain appearance of a huge door catches my eye.

Huh? What's this?

Curious, I enter the room. Inside I see a bunch of training dummies. Both still and moving ones.

"T-This?"

What kind of room is this? More importantly, why did it appear? I'm grateful but how did it appear?

I enter the room and before observing it for a bit, put it to use. I can finally try out the spells I've only read about.

Soon, the sun sets and I've been casting spells and practicing constantly. I've gotten the hang of Bombarda, Diffindo, and Petrificus Totalus. I can also cast Carpe Retractum with my hands now.

I have to say the cutting power of Diffindo is far greater than Ventus Cogo in its blade form. I mean, it would be unexpected if it was less, right? When the sole purpose of this spell is to sever things. And can't this spell be used offensively? I could just use this spell to sever people's arteries and limbs., couldn't I?

I should learn Duro as well, then I can fuse Petrificus Totalus and Duro to create Medusa's Petrification. I can already feel the headache coming when I think about creating this pseudo 5th Grade spell.

I look at the time and see that it's time for me to leave. I feel somewhat reluctant. I could just stay here and keep practicing. No, it'll cause a great uproar if one of Hogwart's students just vanishes from within the castle.

Haah~

I sigh and leave the room, feeling aggrieved. But I quickly memorize the location. The secret room is on the seventh floor in front of a tapestry that depicts a man trying to teach some trolls dancing.

Wow, that's a massive waste of free time. Give some of that time to me.

I leave the floor and head down, excited at finding a place to train.

I come here again tomorrow but only to find a glaring problem that I've overlooked.

Shit, I don't know how to open it.

And for the next ten or so days, I try practically everything trying to make the damned door appear. I've danced, jumped, hell I've even sung a serenade to it. Of course, I used Regnum Ignotum, I don't want the others to look at me like I'm a retard. And on the eleventh day, I finally make it appear. I had to walk past it three times, whilst thinking of what I needed...

What the hell? It's this simple?! All my efforts have been neglected. I even sang for you. Is this room like one of those snobby girls who won't go out with you unless you repeatedly beg them?

No matter. All efforts are appreciated in opening a room that gives you everything you need. In that sense, this room is like one of those older, mature girlfriends who spoil you.

Now I can finally start making potions and practicing spells in earnest.

The garden inside the castle and the hill-like area in front of the Forbidden Forest are my favorite spots in this entire school excluding the room. Being surrounded by nature is a soothing experience. Both places have a unique charm. The garden has a lone tree in the middle and I sometimes lay down under its shade. It sometimes gets noisy because of the students but that doesn't matter. I sometimes cast Regnum Ignotum and play my flute inside. No one can bother me since no one can see me.

The area in front of the forest is much more calmer. I sometimes lay down on the soft grass there and drift off to sleep watching the clouds. Cormac and Katie have told me off more than once because I overslept and they had to search for me when I was late to dinner or lunch.

There's also an oddly shaped hut in front of the forest. Once, I headed over there to see who or what was in it. To my surprise, it was Hagrid's home, you know, that big bloke. He also had a big black dog. And I mean big. I don't know how Hagrid got a Great Dane to grow that big but he did. I chatted with Hagrid and learned that he had some circumstances and was an outcast from the school. Later, Headmaster Dumbledore helped him out by appointing him as the Gamekeeper of Hogwarts.

I also occasionally visited Hagrid and became great friends, at least I hope so. Though, I don't think anyone could eat his homemade rock cakes. And like the name, they really were hard as rocks. At first, I almost broke my teeth trying to bite it, I looked at him only to see him look at me with expectant eyes.

Does he not know how hard these are? Fuck it, can't let the big lug down.

I channel Body Reinforcement to my teeth to bite into the cake and I quickly found that I could chew it and also that I had to keep it for thrice as long because it took my saliva a long time to moisten the thing enough to swallow it. After an hour or so, my mouth was numb enough to not make me forget what it tasted like. When I heard Hagrid's next question, I honestly wanted to give him a cookbook or hell even teach him myself:

"So, did ya like it?"

"...Y-Yeah, it was good."

"Why'd ya pause?"

"Oh, uh, the taste made my reactions a bit slow."

"Oh, that's good. Come again and I'll give you some more."

"T-Thanks."

Please no.

Although his cakes were shit, his knowledge of magical animals far surpassed books. What the hell? The lug's a walking talking encyclopedia.

Dumbledore, what are you doing? Why haven't you hired him as a Professor for the Care of Magical Animal and Creatures class? You hired the bloke as a gamekeeper. Ahh~ what a waste of talent.

As I marveled at his knowledge, I ask, "Hagrid, why don't you teach the Care of Magical Animals and Creatures class in Hogwarts?"

"I couldn't do that, y'know? I don't know enough to teach them.", Hagrid replied.

Does he not know or is he humble?

Moving aside from Hagrid, I can finally say that I can finally use this school to its fullest. I'm having fun. I learn new things about this world and have a variety of friends who I can laugh and play with. As my days go on like this, Christmas soon rolls around. Onto a piece of surprising news, my mother is pregnant. Has been since three months ago, meaning since September.

...

Father, were you that impatient?