Hogwarts Astronomy Table Novels & Stories

On the table, one would say it was a mess most definitely as there were boxes and items. Wait! Those were the very boxes from the other day and these items, they were the ingredients. The roof right at the middle of the table was open or maybe having a glass over it but I could see the sky as the moonstone was placed on a stand right in the middle of the table. There was a telescope on the other side. "Wait, I don't understand. What is all this?" I asked him. "We should be having a full moon by tonight." He said to me as he peered into the telescope.

“I do love you. Even when you irritate me.” “I do nothing of the sort.” “Oh, so it’s just my imagination when you knock my things off of places and throw up on my stuff.” “Yes, that sounds about right,” he said in a smartass tone. I shook my head and kept walking. My next stop was at the planetarium on the backside of the fortress grounds. This is where the cosmic witches did all of their magic and studies. I actually enjoyed this place a lot. The cosmic witches dealt in zodiacs, horoscopes, astrology and celestial energy. It was pretty cool. I learned from spending time here that my zodiac was an Aries, which explains why I have such a strong connection with my fire element.

A knot forms in my stomach, though. “What do you think?” Sydney says as he reappears, motioning to the tangle of metal sprawled out before me. A large, rounded table sits in the very center of the room. On its surface, the planets of our solar system slowly dance around our moon. I step toward it, gazing down at the stars etched onto the surface of the table. “Sydney, why didn’t you tell me your family had something like this?” “Can you use it?”

I grab a pouch from a nearby desk and place the bloodroot in the pouch along with a knife. “What in the Harry Potter... Is the ceiling moving?!” She shrieks. I chuckle, “It's depicting our galaxy as it moves in real-time.” She blinks in astonishment, then her face contorts into a mask of guilt. “What’s wrong?” I ask in concern.

The dark surface seemed to swallow any light that struck it. On top of the table sat an urn fashioned from the same black material as the table. The round bottom of the container was almost a foot in diameter, while the neck tapered to an opening no more than two inches wide. Faint movement could be seen through its opaque sides, and a low hum seemed to come from inside. The Necromancer’s three followers watched him silently, each unwilling to draw attention to himself by speaking. Viktor was pretty sure he knew what was going on, while the two apprentice wizards had no idea.

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Their worried faces flashed before me, asking what was wrong. I swallowed the taste of blood and managed a weak smile. "It's nothing. I just had a dream where a princess-like girl was celebrating her birthday. Her brothers brought in a whole orchestra to play for her. She had the tallest cake, and a dress prettier than any I've ever seen. They even gave her the black card just like that. "The New Year's celebration was just a distant echo for me, alone in my rented room, surrounded by a sea of discarded items. "

Blue light flooded the observatory. Everyone froze. Even Sebastian. Elias smiled. “It has begun.” Aurora frowned. “What has?” “The inheritance.” The telescope locked into place. A beam of light shot through its lens. Straight into the crystal sphere. Then hundreds of tiny lights burst across the ceiling. A living map. Stars. Constellations. Coordinates. Numbers. Thousands of numbers. Sebastian stared upward. “What is this?” Elias answered proudly. “Your defeat.” Aurora looked closer. The stars weren’t random.

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

How was I supposed to get through a magic class when I couldn’t even light a candle with my mind anymore? Walking into the dining hall felt like stepping onto a stage. The room was immense, with a high, vaulted ceiling that showed a swirling, star-filled sky instead of stone. Four long tables stretched the length of the hall, each buzzing with the energy of its house. I saw the Luneris table first; it was the loudest. Students were laughing, shouting across the table, and piling their plates high with food. The Noxtera table was the complete opposite. They sat in small, quiet groups, speaking in low tones, their movements graceful and deliberate. The Aurora witches were just as quiet, but th