After the memories of certain things that had happened at his old school, Matt knew he needed to go somewhere to just be alone for awhile since he wasn't sure if he could properly focus on a conversation right now. But where to go? Climbing the stairs that lead to the seventh floor, he clued in exactly where he could go. The Room of Requirement. He carried a few art supplies up from the dorm with him even though the room would have been properly supplied with what he had needed to paint, he stopped in front of the tapestry and concentrated as hard as he could on the fact that he needed a studio so the door would appear. A couple minutes later, the door finally appeared and he opened it; walking in.. Whoa.. dude, this is exactly what I wanted. The room had turned into a magnificent art studio with easels, paint, pastels and as many canvases that could have been needed to paint quite a large masterpiece. He started setting up his things and grabbed a paintbrush; dipping it into some light blue paint. So many things to paint.. not enough time..