Night had fallen, and all the little students were already asleep. But Richard on the other hand, was not. Quietly opening the dorm room, he slipped outside unknown to all.
As he had chosen beforehand, his magic circuits were mostly focused on the concept of sword. Not that he was unable to use normal magic, but he instinctively lean onto the concept of sword. Of course, he was a bit familiar with others like fire and dark arts because of his time as a devil, but still the main focus was the sword.
However, much to his misfortune, normal households and orphanages do not have swords. But that's different in Hogwarts. The place was a castle, a fortress . And to the delight of Richard, it was full of suits of armour from medieval times.
Creeping along the shadows sneakily, he began wandering the hallways, looking for anything related to swords. His first stop were the two knight statues at the entrance door.
Taking a moment to appreciate the taste of the creators, Richard placed his hand on the smooth fock like sword, and information flowed in.
'Made from obsidian, method of creation is transfiguration, weighing at perfect hundred kilogrammes and never wielded by human hands '
Frowning at the simplicity of the sword, he pushed his circuits to the limits, activating tracing and structural identification spells to the best his current magic circuits could. And he was able to grasp some information he couldn't before.
'Unbreakable charm, light weight charm, renewing charm and self cleaning charm applied. Wielded once by golem '
"Tracing"
In Richard's mind, an image of the knight made of stone weilded the sword in a simple and clunky. But, as clunky as it's movements were, they were close to perfect and he was able to see himself using the swings as training in the future.
He was about to recreate a sword for himself, but suddenly stopped when he smelled something.
"Well well, look who we have here"
"First year, out of bed? How gallant!"
"Hey guys" Richard turned around to address the red headed twins.
"Heeey its Richard" one of the twin's said in mock suprise, while the other replied "what're you doing down here?" The twins were more than familiar with him after their chat at the banquet.
"Just checking out this statue" Richard replied hoping that they would leave. He was a bit hyped up to use his magic, but he didn't want others to see it. At least not yet.
"Come on you can tell us." "Yeah, we won't blab"
By the time Richard finally got himself rid of the pestering twins, it was hours past midnight. He was tired, a bit hungry and mentally exhausted, so he knew that there was no way he will be able to wake up by time tomorrow. And as luck would have it, the first class was transfiguration. The stern face of professor McGonagall emerged in his mind for a moment before he dismissed it with a shake of his head. It was still worth it.
Even though the twins tend to be annoying at sometimes, they were great company. They talked for a bit, then roamed around the castle, and placed dung bombs in Filch's office.
Then leaving all his problems to his future self, he tucked himself into the unfamiliar but yet cozy bed hoping to get a few hours worth of shut eye.