Classes At Hogwarts Novels & Stories

Once all three beasts were taken out, the three friends happily congratulated each other. They were in the middle of their Confrontation Against Magical Creatures class, which took place in a forest located outside the academy's grounds. Confrontation Against Magical Creatures was a course where students learned how to face off against a variety of beast-type creatures. A class which Maria and the others now that they have graduated to third-years must take. So far the three had gained some fighting experience and were showing improvement from when they were naive first-years. Maria no longer felt afraid, Julian no longer had the urge to puke or flee, and Mai... Well, Mai was still Mai.

She pulled back and scanned the letter again. "School of witchcraft and wizardry. I wonder what kind of things they teach there. What could they teach the children that we can't?" Clary asked defiantly, her pride stinging that these women thought they could do a better job of educating their kids than her, Adira, David, Lethabo and Olivia. They all took all 8 of the children's education seriously, all chipping in and sharing knowledge.

This time it was Kehlani who had been quiet that chose to explain to Rose before Sandra could. “Just like Kel said, the classes are also divided like that as well. The classes in our high school are the Purple crystal class known as the special section, Blue crystal class special section 2, Green crystal class and Yellow crystal class. In terms of student and teacher quality, the Yellow crystal class couldn’t compare to any of the classes in front of it, especially the Purple class. Most of the talented students in the city were concentrated in this class, and so it had quite the reputation. Most of the students that came out of the Purple class all got into prestigious universities as well

My inheritance. I fold Maya's notes and hand them back and we sit in the quiet classroom for a moment before the bell moves us back into the school day. Supernatural Theory is the last class of the afternoon. I walk in and take my seat and open my notebook and Ashcroft, who is not Ashcroft, stands at the front of the room and begins the lesson on historical magical containment methods, which under the circumstances is either coincidence or something with a dark sense of humor. I take notes. I keep my face doing what Maya told it to do.

I can help roll the cooler around. No go, princess. I don't think you've hit that part of your training yet. I frowned. What do you mean by that? It's a magical, rolling refrigerator. Don't go borrowing tiring work before it comes to you. :P I laughed and headed down the corridor to my next class: Potioneering Basics class. The classroom was more a lecture hall than a potions lab, but there was a full potioneering set at the front of the class for demonstrations. I took a seat, relaxing as the scents of herbs and other ingredients hit me.

THE BLEEDING CLASSROOM ~TATE'S POV~ The training hall smelled of sage, chalk, and nervous sweat. We turned the old armory into a classroom. Fifteen desks were set up in a circle. On one side were fifteen excited humans, and on the other side were fifteen supernatural teachers, looking doubtful. "Welcome," I said, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "You are here because you want to understand magic. Not steal it. Not weaponize it. Understand it."

I shook my head, already feeling the familiar pressure of doubt trying to worm its way back in. A vampire? Cursed blood? Dreaming for decades? This place was going to drive me insane. I found the main hall—the building that looked like frozen lightning—and the registration process took less than five minutes. A stone gargoyle that was surprisingly chatty took my information, scanned the glowing scar on my palm, and spat out a welcome packet detailing my mandatory classes: Elemental Theory, Magical Combat, and Control Dynamics with a Professor Blackwood. I was stuffing the paper into my bag when the three girls materialized beside me.

Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 24th, 1992, 9:00 AM As the school's bell signaled the start of the first period of the day, Erik, who was sitting behind the Professor's desk, watched as the door to the class opened and students started to enter the classroom. They had some faces that seemed to have lost all hope as they entered the classroom, but then the first students in the group froze in place when they looked up to the classroom. The students behind the frozen students decided to look around to see what happened, and their eyes went wide in shock with what they were seeing.

he said cheerily, "behind me are the warlocks who would be taking you all on various subjects." Among the group of warlocks, Dea sighted three ice women. She presumed all warlocks were men. "Your classes are going to include the following; spell classes, potion classes, tracing and imaging classes, familiar training classes, defence classes, literary classes, enthrallment classes, curse classes and, elemental classes." When he was done, Sybil looked on to a class of wide eyed witches. "And," he said, "those are just your core classes." Mouths gaped open.