Hogwarts Classes Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Acolyte Aashna here will proceed.” Her brown jacket, unlike some others I had seen, had five crowns. With a whisper from her, my hand began to itch, forcing itself to expand. A paper appeared in my palm. What the… Murmuring filled the hall. Guess I wasn’t the only one who experienced it. “In there, you have your wards and your various classes. Now, aspirants have a lot to learn and know, which is why everyone would be grouped with their wards and also get to know their ward and section leaders.” Headmistress Audrey left the stage for Aashna.

What's even more amazing is that seniors are able to use magic with just a glance. Class B is a class of aspiring witches who are able to read minds and control the minds of others. Class C is a class where witches learn teleportation with the ability to disappear. Finally, class D, Winky's class, a class that learns magic with magic wands and brooms, an early class that learns the basics of magic. Winky can't wait to move up to class C. He is a diligent student and never misses out. Even though he wasn't good at memorizing spells, he kept learning so he could move up the class quickly.

“I guess because your identity is not certain yet, you were assigned to classes designed for werewolf, bear shifters, and witches.” “Does everyone at this school have to take magic classes?” I asked, looking at the introduction to magic and potion class. “Only if you have magic,” Penny said, shrugging. “Not everyone does. Those born from witches and wizards have magic and some have gifts given by the moon goddess. The top students all have magic.” I nodded, already knowing that Xaden, Harley, Zach, and Damien all have magic.

There were also several varieties of other magical creatures, including a half-troll, and a few half-elves. A rag-tag group, to be sure, but still, it was a start. Coco, Professor Pops, and Snow went out of their way to find great teachers. There was a teacher from each of the seven magics as well as others, like me, for a total of fifteen instructors. Some were only part-time, including Professor Pops, Snow, and Heathcliff, while the rest of us taught permanently. The other adults were already on stage, and I hurried to make my way up.

“ Do you think I am going to sit here and watch while you throw yourself away? Do as I say or else you will face my wrath, “ she said, her tone flat, her eyes dilated before a scowl covered her face. She removed the cap of the liquid forcing the contents down my throat. When she saw I had gulped all the liquid, she loosened her grip before speeding off disappearing away from my sight. Willowbrook High School is divided into three categories: witches, wizards, and werewolves. “Please report to the front office, Emilia, “ I heard the announcement in the cafeteria clearly from the loudspeaker. I exhaled deeply with stares piercing through me like daggers cutting through the air.

Totally different from the way my dad trains us in our pack back home. Few minutes after I ran out from that dressing room, Students of every kind begin filing in, and the air changes with each scent that joins the space. Vampires, wolves, panthers, witches—apparently all first years are shoved into this class until they are evaluated and separated. I had thought, foolishly, that it would be only omegas. That, at least, I could have handled but of course fate decided to laugh at me.

Her black hair was tied in a bun, showing off her wrinkly forehead and penciled high-arching brows. Aside from the fact that it was her first time in the class, it was also her first-time seeing Mrs. Karias, so she was trying to observe her to have an idea of what she was like. Their potion classes were held in the Contours Testing Ground, the room where their test had taken place; however, unlike before, the room looked pretty pact. Ten long tables were lined in columns, facing a large whiteboard. Each of the tables had tubes of different sizes and other scientific apparatus that looked so boring in Z’s eyes. Even as a child, she hated this kind of class, so she merely used her title as the

he informed then and smirked. He continued into the startled silence; "Well too bad", he quipped, "You'll just have to get over it", he said. "All classes are divided into five sections: Class A to Class E. That's not to say Class A is filled with geniuses and Class E are all stupid, don't be insipid, we're not idiots—we don't want anyone to discriminate on those qualities", he rolled his eyes and continued, "No... each Class has an average student, a really bad student, and a genius", he listed, "There is however a Best Class Award so, each year you will compete against the other classes to win this award and make your homeroom teacher proud", he explained in detail.

I mumbled. “This is the South Wing,” Lara said softly, voice mechanical like she’d memorized the speech. “Most of the dorms are located here. You’ll be staying in Section C, which is mostly first-years. The North Wing houses the arena, the armory, and most training grounds. The East Wing is for the scholars, and the West is restricted unless permitted.” She kept talking and I zoned out. Because what the hell was this? Some Hogwarts-Meets-Asylum hybrid with gods and monsters thrown in for fun?

"It was like this before. Each discipline had from one to three teachers. For example, potions is a core discipline and it should have three teachers. One teacher teaching the first three years, one teacher teaching the OWL years, fourth and fifth years, and a Professor teaching the NEWT years, sixth and seventh years. Study of ancient runes is an elective discipline, and should have at least two teachers, one for the OWL year, including third year, and a Professor for the NEWT years. Some new electives will be again offered at school, like law studies and administration. We intend to search for professors for some advanced disciplines too in caracter introductory, like alchemy, crafting and