Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Dormitory

The building was too huge to only be occupied by the nine of them. When they were walking earlier, Zinnia had pointed at Minerva on where the other dormitories were located. There was where the scholars resided, the main dormitory, and the north dormitory. While the North Dormitory wasn't as huge as the Main Dormitory, it was still comparable to Southeast Dormitory where the academy's scholars resided. And compared to the North and Southeast, the Southeast Dormitory housed hundreds of students. "Did the other nobilities talk about this?" She asked.

Thousands of miles away. I inhaled deeply. “It truly is.” •[IN THE DORMITORY— DORM 5 WING A]• It was nicer than I had anticipated. Three beds arranged along the walls, each with its own small desk and wardrobe, a central common area with a few chairs and a small fireplace, with windows that opened up to the view of the hibiscus flowers behind our block. "So what now? Our entire plan depended on being able to track the Moon claw without access to someone who practices the Forbidden arts….”

"I don't get to do that much, but Jasmine doesn't mind." Renee doesn't say more about that and I really think I know why and I am just happy to know her wolf's name. She then took a deep breath and began to tell me all about it. She explained how there was a whole other world, hidden from the non-magical people, where witches and wizards lived and went to school. She told me about Hogwarts, the magical school, and how it was divided into four houses, each with its own unique traits and qualities. As she spoke, I couldn't help but be amazed by her words. It sounded like something straight out of a fantasy novel. But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real.

I find rules in the third category significantly more interesting than the others. The outer disciple dormitory is a tiered building carved into the mountain's eastern face — twelve floors, forty disciples per floor, small individual rooms with a window, a desk, a bed, and a formation-lamp. My room is on the fourth floor. The window faces the training grounds. I arrive at the room, set down my materials, and sit on the bed. The dormitory is loud at this hour — acceptance day energy, new disciples meeting each other, the social infrastructure of a new cohort being assembled in real time through hallway conversations and competitive posturing. I can hear it through the walls without trying.

We are in a rich-looking living room which really fits the Victorian era. There were tall windows on both sides of the fireplace which is established in the middle of the living room. This is really giving me the Harry Potter vibes. Unfortunately, there’s only a fireplace and no television. No television! “This is a co-ed dormitory but we each have our own rooms.” Before I could say anything, a woman came into view from the stairs that obviously goes into their rooms. She immediately looked at me with dead eyes. I’m sorry about this but she definitely has a resting B-face.

I watched as Madame Voss wrapped my arm in a fresh cast and said, "Don't use it for two weeks" "I heal fast" "Then one week. Don't push it" Raven helped me stand and the room tilted once...twice...then steadied. "Ready to see where you'll be sleeping?" Raven asked and I nodded. We walked through corridors that seemed to shift when I wasn't looking. Staircases that curved in ways that defied architecture. Passed torches that burned without smoke. "The dormitory" Raven said as they pushed through the final set of doors, "is the oldest building in Blackfrost. Older than the Alpha house, older than the wards. Some people says it was here even before the wolves"

But he only smiled before proceeding to read the past summary reports I made so he could be updated about the happenings in our pack and how I worked. After a journey of more than six hours, we finally arrived at the Emerald Dorm, located in the east wing, an exclusive and prestigious dormitory reserved for royals, aristocrats, and elites attending the Sowinski Royal Academy. The dormitory was known for its opulent amenities, and having been here on numerous occasions, I could attest to its luxuriousness. "My dorm is your dorm, Tina." Those were Jaromir's usual words every time I would be here in his room. "And your dress is already. I assumed that you still have the same size?" He showed me

Ivan's eyes lit up instantly. "I almost forgot about that! Summer Hartford is a real birdbrain. She couldn't even answer the simplest questions. I won't let her off for what happened today. Once the exam is over, I'm going to make sure she receives all the punishment she deserves!" … The school had a dormitory. Even though they called it the dormitory, pretty much none of the students lived in the building. Instead, it existed with the purpose of providing rich students with a resting space during their breaks.

One girl said. “ I don't care about that…..I’d totally fuck him. He looks like he has something big and can make a girl get to heaven.” Another girl said. “Lilian….” The first girl scolded. Hayden shook his head as he continued his walk to Dorm 1267, which was at the far end of the west wing. It was an old hostel but it was doable. It had a living space, two rooms, a kitchen, and one bathroom.

SAMANTHA’S POV Professor Hargrove’s office door slammed shut behind us. The sound echoed like a judge’s gavel. “Sit. All of you,” he ordered, pointing at the three chairs in front of his cluttered desk. His face was red with irritation. I sat in the middle, legs trembling. Wesley took the seat on my right, his hand immediately finding my thigh under the desk and squeezing. Donald sat on my left, back straight, looking every bit the responsible student.