Early the next morning, with half-open eyes, Luke almost didn't want to get out of bed; the Ravenclaw's chambers were just too comfortable!
Eventually the habit of sticking to it for a long time still made Luke climb up reluctantly, and he suddenly realised that there was an extra letter at the foot of his bed. Rushing to open it, it turned out to be the first year's curriculum. This letter actually managed to appear on his bedside unnoticed, Luke felt that maybe it wasn't a good thing for the bed to be too comfortable...
Turning his head, Luke glanced at Edward who was still sleeping, and gently opened the letter paper, this semester there were a total of eight courses set up such as Astronomy, Herbology, and Magic Spells, basically one class in the morning and two classes in the afternoon, only Astronomy had classes in the evening, and the other classes were all in the daytime. The classes lasted for about two hours a session, and unlike from memory, for some unknown reason, the Ravenclaw, while most of the classes still took place with the Hufflepuffs, the individual classes became with the Gryffindors.
"Good, no classes on Friday afternoon, and two consecutive days off with Saturday and Sunday, all that time to do your own thing." Luke felt reasonably satisfied with the curriculum, especially since the first class started at nine o'clock, and he had plenty of time to practice his Alchemy in addition to plenty of time to shower and then go enjoy a slightly rushed breakfast.
The immediate area of urgency, then, was to find a place where he could conveniently practise his wizarding alchemy - which wouldn't have been necessary if some of the actions didn't make him feel a little ashamed.
Luke dressed gingerly, ran to the lavatory to clean up and left the Ravenclaw tower. He had also taken with him all the textbooks he would need for today's lesson in order to avoid the Hawk's Circle questions that would seem to be more of a nuisance at times like this when he returned again.
Luke remembered that there was a Room of Requirement in Hogwarts Castle, also known as the Room of Coming and Going, which was rumoured to be sporadic and could only be accessed when a person really needed it, and when it appeared, it was always set up just right for the person who was asking for help. At the same time, there was no way to show the House of Asking for Help or the person who was in it on the map of the Living Spot, and the name of the person who entered it would simply disappear from the map, so if one could find it, he or she would have a relatively private room where they could be free from worrying too much about the prying eyes of others.
As soon as he said he would do it, once again confirming that Edward was asleep, Luke checked that he hadn't left anything behind in his carry-on, and then walked up behind Edward, who was lying on his side, and activated the Illusionary Body Spell function of his sorcerer's robes.
This was to avoid trouble, after all, it was not even 6 o'clock yet, in order to avoid encountering Filch, encountering the ghosts, although it was no longer considered curfew time, but being seen would inevitably have to waste time explaining, and would easily attract the attention of others.
Then, with his memory, Luke went to the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle to look for the tapestry of the Troll Mufeng Beating Silly Barnabas, and the Room of Requirement was exactly opposite it.
Ten minutes later, Luke managed to spot it, and after probing left and right to find that even the portrait hadn't noticed him, the young boy wizard in stealth held his breath, emptied his brain, and simply thought, "I need a place to work out."
Luke then walked between the section of wall in front of this tapestry three more times before a very smooth door jutted out in front of Luke.
Luke quickly pulled the door open and dodged inside, after closing the door and looking out through the gap, Luke judged that the inner space of this room with a request was not on the same plane as Hogwarts, it seemed that it was just a temporary room that was suitable to be connected to Hogwarts according to the user's request, the spatial knowledge involved was far beyond the scope of Luke's current comprehension, and he could only judge that the He could only judge that the principle was not at all the same thing as those spaces enlarged by the Traceless Expansion Spell that their modern wizards loved to use.
Fixing his mind and looking around, Luke found that this was a gym similar to a wizard style gym, it was a particularly spacious house, but unfortunately the equipment inside looked like some strange things, and there were also some old worn out antiques that should be medieval style, and even Luke found a crucible inside, which contained a few large stones with dried blood that had already turned black --This is a kind of competition paraphernalia called 'head crucible', which originated in Scotland, and is also considered to be the most dangerous of all broom sports, according to an 11th century poem, a campaign of twelve wizards with only two surviving is very common. Godric Gryffindor himself is said to have once won such a competition at a carnival.
It was outlawed in 1762 because it was so dangerous, but there are still wizards who play it illegally to this day, and thankfully now with Quidditch, wizards don't need to use them except for a few death-defying ones.
The room had even been thoughtfully equipped with a washroom, which was the most practical feature for Luke, allowing for easy cleaning after a workout.
Exercise washed and refreshed.
"When you're on holiday, if you're short of pocket money, go to that room where you hid your stuff and find something to sell...I can't understand how some wizards would rather go out and commit more dangerous crimes because they lack money even though they've obviously found this room .... Obviously just take a few things that no one wants anymore and go out to sell them, just be careful not to be too over the top and noticeable..." muttering sarcastically to himself, Luke looked at the time and drilled through the door - it was out of the way of the common rooms of all four colleges, and was rather wasn't afraid of being seen.
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When he arrived at the dining hall, there were already a lot of people dining, and it seemed that everyone was very positive about their first day of classes.
"Luke, come here, it's empty next to me!"
Fleg Brown was as reckless as ever, Luke laughed and pointed to the Ravenclaw logo on his robes, shrugging his shoulders in a helpless gesture he refused Fleg and walked over to the long table belonging to the Ravenclaws themselves.
Fleg, too, suddenly realising his mistake, scratched his head and sat down.
"First class is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, we'll have to be quick about it, we mustn't be late." By the time this was said, Luke had already swallowed a piece of scrambled egg with butter and eaten a bowl of oatmeal - he looked around and realised he seemed to have forgotten something...
"Edward? He's not here for breakfast yet, this guy can't be up yet!" Luke hurriedly grabbed a couple of Danish rolls wrapped in paper, took a sip of his pumpkin juice and ran towards the Ravenclaw tower, grumbling inwardly that he still had to run back there, after all, he had seven more whole years to get along as a roommate, and that was a relationship that still had to be maintained.
Hurrying towards the tower just as a sleepy little witch who was slightly more studious than Edward came yawning out of the common room, with a secret sigh of luck Luke didn't even have to answer the question and took the opportunity to enter the common room and run back to his dormitory without any problems - Edward was indeed still huffing and puffing.
"Wake up, wake up Edward, you're going to be late!" Luke found it useless, and finally had to use a Fresh Spring Like Water body inch all over his roommate's face.
"Oh Luke, good morning!" Waking up Edward was still looking lazy, completely unconcerned that his face was still wet 66, and Luke wondered what could have cheered him up.
When the two finally made it to the Transfiguration classroom, they found that they weren't too late, but there were already quite a few students already seated in the classroom, laughing and joking, and no one was paying any attention to the spotted cat on the podium.
"Luke, let's sit in the back so we're less likely to be called on by the professor...ouch, what are you kicking me for?" Edward was kicked by Luke just as he suggested it, then Luke noticed the cat on the podium giving Edward a look.
With a twinkle in his eye, Luke walked over and saluted the cat before pulling Edward to sit quietly in the back. Puzzled as to why Luke was saluting a cat, then finally realising his roommate's unusually quiet reaction, Edward glanced once more at the cat on the podium and asked, "Something wrong with that cat?"
"It's Professor McGonagall, there have only been seven registered Animagus's in the 20th century, she's one of them, and you can see that the lines in her eyes are exactly the same as Professor McGonagall's spectacles..." replied Luke softly, thinking that his youngest partner was at least a smart guy.
Edward sniffed and immediately sat back with bated breath, a little annoyed that his suggestion had just been overheard by the professor, though he looked at the young wizards who were still indulging their mischievous talents because there was no teacher present, and then he gave a gloating look.
Luke noticed that, unlike in his memory, Hermione even tried to stroke the cat's head when she came in this time, but just as she reached out, Professor McGonagall, who had been transformed into a cat, deftly dodged her hand... poor cat-loving little girl, Luke couldn't help but feel pity, but decided that he would have to watch for a change of expression in Miss Know-It-All later on...
"Harry, it's so good! Luckily Professor McGonagall hasn't arrived yet." Ron, who had rushed into the professor, exclaimed happily.
Fleiger and Harry looked at each other and thankfully smiled in relief.
At that moment, the spotted cat on the podium jumped off the lectern, transforming into a tall, serious looking woman as it did so.
"Mc- Professor McGonagall!" Ron exclaimed, leaning back in some awe, "That was too powerful just now."
"It should be Professor McGonagall - good morning! Mr Weasley, Mr Potter, and Mr Brown, you are late and for that you will be deducted five points each! Also thanks for the comment Mr Weasley, it might be more useful if I turned you or Mr Potter into pocket watches? That way one of you three might still be able to keep your time..." Minerva McGonagall, Dean of Gryffindor and professor of Transfiguration, stared at the young boy wizard with serious eyes behind her glasses.
It was tragic, so many points on the first day of school!
"We got lost..." said Harry, trying to explain.
"Maps are a good thing." McGonagall shook her head disapprovingly at Harry's defence, "I don't suppose you need a map to find your seats in this classroom?"
The three greyly complied with Professor McGonagall's instructions and obediently took their seats - Professor McGonagall apparently sparing poor Hermione Granger, who was still in a state of dazed disbelief, with those large incisors looming out of her slightly open little mouth.
What a disaster, so many demerits on the first day of school!
"Quickly return to your seats." The three men greyly obeyed Professor McGonagall's instructions and sat down obediently.
"Mr Harris, excellent observation skills, it seems you've prepped for quite a few classes, and you're the only student amongst this year's new students to recognise my true identity, so five points added for Ravenclaw." Professor McGonagall nodded to Luke before dragging her tartan robes to allow herself to walk to the centre of the podium, "Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell in your Hogwarts curriculum, anyone who tries to misbehave in my classroom I will ask him to step out and never allow him to come back in. I did warn you all."
Then she turned her lectern into a pig and back again. The students were all fascinated and couldn't wait to start learning, but they soon realised that it would take a long time to turn furniture into animals. After they had jotted down a bunch of complicated and difficult notes, she handed them each a match and began to have them try to turn it into a pin.
Luke, who had already done his prep before starting school, completed the task almost instantly, and unlike muggle-born young wizards, tracer silk wasn't a big problem for children of pure-blooded wizarding families as long as there was an adult wizard present and they had the heart to do it.
"That was great, very few young wizards can do that in their first lesson, another five points for Ravenclaw for that." Professor McGonagall was a little surprised, young wizards who successfully completed the challenge in the first lesson were not too rare in her educational career, but even if even if they had practised on their own at home, to be able to be so skilled and easy in the classroom on the first attempt was already considered a very rare thing, "Mr Harris, why don't you demonstrate it for everyone."
The four freshmen of the academy stared at Luke with glaring eyes, Luke was calm and composed, when he thought about it, as a teacher he needed to face the students every day except for holidays.
By the end of the class, apart from Luke, only a few Ravenclaw purebloods and Gryffindor's Hermione Granger managed to get some change in the matches.
It wasn't just the Transfiguration class, but pretty much every class where Luke scored points for Ravenclaw, and he quickly became known to the new students at Hogwarts.