Little Troy pouted and furrowed his dark black, bushy eyebrows! First the great hall now this? What is going on?! He deeply sighed and looked around, apparently the only way to get was to insert money. Troy was very organized with his stuff, under his robes he had his good old trusty coin dispenser belt that contained his money, along with his red fanny pack, that contained a first aid kit, pencils, other nic-nacs and all sorts of stuff he may "need" during the year. Giving the coin dispenser a click releasing one knut, he placed it inside the turnstile, so he could be allowed into the Gryffindor Common Room.