The changes in Hogwarts are nothing to Roy. At night when it's the time of curfew, Roy applied the disillusionment charm and walked out of the Ravenclaw common room. He walked towards the room of requirement. At day time many eyes will be in this castle. Especially the portraits, they will report everything to Dumbledore.
That's why he didn't make a move and took Cassandra with him instead. Now that it's night and he is invisible, he is going to enter the room of requirement to collect treasures and trade the horcrux away with the help of system.
As the room of requirement opened he entered the room of hidden things. This is where the diadem is hidden. Roy started collecting things from the system. What the system judged as useful or common he traded. What is useless, he left it there.
After like 2 hours of searching, he finally found the diadem hidden in a box below the statue. But he take it immediately instead, Roy used levitation charm to lift the statue before using a spell to open the box and using the Levitation charm again. The allure of the diadem and the urge to put it on started acting.
Roy immediately throw it in his inventory for fear he will be affected. He didn't have Occulamancy at this moment which is dangerous. That's why he is desperate too. Fortunately with Loki's enchantment magic he enchanted a pendant to provide him resistance against mind intrusion and a ring to warn him about the intrusion.
As he clicked on the exchange option a few options popped up in front of him :
[ exchanged a soul fragment and Rowena Ravenclaw diadem ]
[ You have received the following from the trade : ]
[ occulamancy (max level) ]
[ Max level spells : Fiendfire, Crucio, Imperio, Apparition ]
[ Trait : Parseltongue ]
[ High mana reserve increase ]
Roy felt he is hit by a hidden force. His head is felt like he is pricked by 100 needles. A drop of blood spilled from his nose. It's due to large amount of information that invaded his mind at once. He also felt a lava flowed through his viens. His eyes bulged as his body trembled. His muscles felt like they're twisted and his bones rattled.
Previously he only felt exhausted when he received the maximum of one spell, he is almost mentally exhausted. Afterall fusing the experience and muscle memory is not something to be tanked. And yeah, Roy felt exhausted at this moment. He just wanted to have rest now.
Roy carefully navigated through the corridors and arrived at the common room. He dropped on his bed and only woke when it's 20 minutes before the first class starts. He immediately got dressed and ran to the dungeons. Fortunately he arrived just in time. Snape isn't in the room yet.
He sat with Anthony Goldstien. The potions class is funny because snape's angry face with a look of helplessness when he couldn't find a flaw in Roy's potion making. Roy though is yawning throughout the class. He needs to reconsider accepting that much knowledge because, he is mentally exhausted at this moment.
The fatigue is still there. Roy almost fall asleep and earned a stern gaze from McGonagall. Though his successful transfiguration in first attempt and his lie ,' I'm so excited about learning magic that I couldn't sleepy last night professor ', although McGonagall felt skeptical she just gave him an advice to go and see Pomfrey to solve his problem.
As Roy consulted Pomfrey, she gave him a claming drought, a nutrition potion and a rejuvenating potion to replenish his body and to reliev his fatigue. After he took the potions, he felt the fatigue from absorbing so much knowledge and muscle memory at once vanish.
He needs to be careful next time it seems. With renewed energy, Roy started studying again in the library leaving the Ravenclaws bewildered at his diligence. On second day a first year is this much diligent and he returned from the infirmary then went straight to library for studying. Many older Ravenclaws cast their approval nods at Roy.
Although there is one Griffyndoor who only looked at him bewildered. And she cast a concerned glance at him. There is also a Slytherin who can't wait to give him an earful gazing at him with a piercing stare. Even the quill she is holding snapped in half while her eyes blazed with anger. If looks could kill, then Roy would be incinerated by now.