Hogwarts Houses Names Novels & Stories

The house of Dal from the south and the house of Sif from the northwest. Unlike the rest of the nobility, these two families realized early on that with the new power of magic things would change. And while the other young lords remained in their fancy classical schools, the Dal and Sif families sent their descendants, those who were blessed with a spark, to new wizarding academies. Although the spark did not discriminate, blood seemed to matter. If someone had the spark, it was common for their family members to have it as well. The stronger the spark in them, the greater the chance that their bloodline would produce an equally strong or even stronger sorcerer.

They waited for almost a minute but the water didn't change colour at all, she bit her lips together. As she knows, the academy has five types of houses. It depends on what power you contain, if blue then you have water, red for fire, gold for ground, and white for air. And yellow for being normal, that you don't have any powers at all. Instead of feeling down she's happy, she's really happy! That she's normal, she heard the discrimination about between the being ordinary but she doesn't care at all.

There were to be no lectures today. After the assembly students crowded the notice board to check which house they belong to. I quickly went to meet up with Sandra, we both exchanged greetings and we went together to the notice board to check for our names. The House was separated into four houses. YELLOW, BLUE, RED and GREEN HOUSE After 5 minutes of struggling to get past the crowd, we finally were in a good place to see our names on the board. Sandra saw her name first. ”Wow! I am in YELLOW HOUSE!" She said, sounding excited.

Aurora interrupted her, “House of Shadow?” “The Elder Council had 3 houses, House of Light, House of Shadow and House of Abyss,” Agnes explained. “The elders and the royal family share this castle together.”

“Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?” “Gryffindor.” Dean smiled at him. “They are courageous, chivalrous and determined. Plus, holy shit, the special effects.” JD laughed and hugged her to him. “I didn’t think that Harry was your type of movie. But I guess the special effects make it your type.” “Yeah. Especially the parts that aren’t done completely CGI. I mean even then; you have your place holders. And of course, there’s a forest named after me.”

"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 mutter. No one disagrees. Mostly because no one’s around. Thank God. Unfortunately, being alone means my brain immediately decides to torture me instead. Specifically with the words of Headmaster Ravenwood. You will choose a house by the end of the day. Right. Because apparently being kidnapped into a supernatural academy wasn’t enough trauma for one day. Now I also had to decide where I belonged. Witch house. Vampire house. Fae house. Werewolf house. Each ruled by one of the Sovereigns. The terrifyingly beautiful group of supernatural royalty everyone here seems clinically obsessed with. Seriously. The rumors I’ve overheard today are insane.

He barely knew what a meme was. "Kieran," Mira asked. "Finish the lyric. 'I came in like a...'" "Wrecking Ball!" Kieran sang, doing a little dance. "Miley Cyrus. Classic." "Correct." Mira turned to Cale. "Cale. Name the four houses of Hogwarts." Elion froze. He looked at Cale. Cale looked at Mira. He looked completely lost. "Hogwarts," Cale repeated. "Is that a... geographic location?"

asks Machiv. "Not yet. So, well, I guess I have to go into the details, but the rings and wands are at this state mostly blank. But, as you come to know which school of magic you're a part of, say Walpurgis or Parallel, the wand and ring will remember that. And it'll change itself to match that one school you're comfortable with." "So that's how it works," says Hala, nodding along as I do.

“She owes you a blood debt according to you but what about the fact that all the wizards and witches owe their lives to her for releasing the House of Untolds from the Infertility Curse?" Maeve and Nimue gasped at the Conqueror's throaty rasp. Nimue swayed on her feet, if Maeve hadn't held her up she would have fallen on her knees as her mind started to grasp around the magnitude of the Conqueror's words. Nimue was from the House of Untolds, also known as the Cursed Ones. Witches didn't belong to families, they don't belong to kins. Witches' children were born with a stamp on their souls, their identity was based on the House their souls had the stamp of.