Hogwarts Astronomy Table Novels & Stories

Having finished his dinner, he retired to his chambers for the night. On that same night, near midnight, Susan could be found sitting in a high back chair that could resemble the throne of a queen. The chair was in a secret room in the castle that had no apparent doors and four windows, one in each cardinal direction. The same room was circular and well decorated in four sections. It contained a big round table in its center and another three high back chairs around it, just like the one that Susan was occupying. Each chair had a Hogwarts House shield at the top of its back that matched the decoration of each section of the room. Red and gold for the Gryffindor's section, yellow and black fo

Suddenly, Oliwen raised his hand and he said: “Me!” “Oliwen? Alright, but you should be careful, the Domin’s citizens are not friendly at all.” Oliwen: “...” “About the prophecy…” Pure waved her hand, and a crystal globe appeared “We should take a look at this globe.” When she’d just finished talking, a sudden light appeared in the room. Then the room was covered with a strange light. That kind of light made the room special. A dim picture appeared on the globe… That is a village, a village in the human world. A boy standing in the alley with a beggar…Then a small beautiful star fell on top of the boy. A series of deep breaths resounded from everyone in the room.

Saying that Draco rubbed temple of his head and quickly turned back to shipping wheel where she saw a big black stone board along with a white uneven small stone was placed right beneath it. Draco squatted down and picked up that uneven white stone and turned to dark star filled sky… he then made some assumptions and drew several thin line on black stone board with help of white small stone, this line were connected by several small dots at various distance.... “What are those line and dots?” she questioned Draco with utter confusion “This is Astronomy…. I am mapping stars position…. this will help us to find our way tomorrow morning in broad day light...” Draco replied cautiously A minute l

The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing. To Cassandra, it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen. She felt the urge to trace her fingers over the inked pages. There were pictures of herbs, flowers, roots, and seeds. There were also diagrams and drawings of astronomy. Some of them with suns, moons, and stars, or symbols for the zodiacal constellations: two fish for Pisces, a bull for Taurus, a hunter with a crossbow for Sagittarius, and so on. Each of these had female figures arranged in two or more concentric bands. Mos

Potions had a small distillery area; totems had a large cupboard of various bottles and boxes that were all labelled very carefully with tools on the bench nearby. There’s a huge bookcase, full to overflowing with various books, which he assumes would be spell books and grimoires and so on. The floor is more flagstones, the walls are also stone, but are also covered in various tools, implements and other things that he didn’t have the words for. Merlin brings them over to a large table in the more open space in the middle of the room, and grabs a large scroll from under the table and unfurls it onto the table.

"Show them the sky. The deep sky." Wolfy hesitated. His fingers hovered over his datapad. He looked at me for confirmation. I nodded. A sharp, jerky motion. Wolfy keyed the command. The holographic projector in the center of the table hummed to life. The blue light flickered, then expanded. It wasn't a map of the city this time. It was the void of space. Stars hung in the blackness, cold and distant. And in the foreground, the Moon. It was shattered. Great chunks of rock floated in a debris field around the core, held together by the lingering gravity of Nergal’s magic.

“Fine. Let’s just get this over with.” The witches begin moving, their steps measured, skirts brushing against the painted sigils. Ardan stays near the door, his arms folded, jaw tight. He’s not a witch, but his presence is both protective and restless…like he’s ready to drag Lumina out if things turn bad. They form a half-circle around the table. Candles are shifted into position, herbs placed in a small clay dish. The sharp scent of mugwort rises as one of the women crushes it between her fingers.

The library was blissfully empty this early—the scholars and apprentices wouldn't arrive until after the morning meal. I moved deeper into the stacks, fingers trailing along the spines, letting intuition guide me. The section on bonds and magical theory was in the eastern corner, partially hidden behind a massive celestial globe that mapped the night sky from centuries ago.

Muscles trembled beneath the filth, and raw magic rippled off its body like heat. Its eyes—piercing gold flecked with blue—locked onto hers. Lydia stumbled forward. “Circe?” The wolf whimpered, and the sound shattered something inside her. Suddenly, the chains jerked, slamming the wolf back to the ground. Lydia screamed and rushed to the bars, but she couldn’t get close. An invisible force held her back—like a wall of glass. Like magic. That surprised her. From the shadows, a cloaked figure emerged. Silent. Menacing. It carried a tray with three glowing vials—one green, one red, one black—each pulsing with unnatural light.

The air above was colder; the transparent roof revealed the vast night sky, streaked with the city’s distant shimmer. In the center of the room stood an antique telescope, its body clad in bronze and fine engravings. Hugo placed the lamp on a small worktable, then stepped aside, motioning for me to come closer. “Cassiopeia just tilted west,” he explained. “But there's another object I want to show you—something few ever notice.” I leaned into the lens. Through it, a blur of galactic light sharpened into a faint reddish blotch at the center.