Looking for a place to think.

Harry was walking down the 7th floor corridor. His thoughts all over the place how was a "little boy" like him supposed ro compete with the other champions he was only 5ft, was 3 years younger and knew fewer spells. A sound caught his attention the sound of bricks moving like at the Leaky Cauldron. Inside was a room made of marble and in the center a pedestal with a closed book.