Name A House In Hogwarts Novels & Stories

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

If Principal Choi works hard enough, someday she might just end up there with a student perched on her gravestone, smoking a joint. The dormitory or boarding parts of the Academy are slightly more modern –built about a century after the main grounds. It is divided into six identical buildings, each a boring, three-storey, fifteen room slab of concrete, glass, and steel, all an identical grey. Each dorm building is referred to as a house. We have; House Artemis and House Apollo which boards the Year Ones, then House Persephone and House Hades for the Year Twos, and finally, House Hera and House Zeus for the Year Threes, aka the seniors, aka us that are ready to hightail out of this shithole,

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?

“They will never even realize they turned by the time they’re away from the island.” “Huh, that’s cool.” I look at the castle off in the distance. As it gets closer, I realize just how big it is. Of course it’s big. It’s a castle. “Welcome to Hogwarts,” I mumble to myself. “Hog what?” Puma asks. “Hogwarts,” I repeat. “What?” “You know,” I say. “The school from Harry Potter.” “Who’s Harry Potter?” I narrow my eyes as I look at him.

And in Public! On his way to the Hunter Corp, Silver stumbled at a small potion shop. It had a sigh that named it, Crooked Wizard. The Stop itself looked like a hut build from obsidian black stone. The hut had a metallic sheen to it. He stared at it for a while. Another signboard said they trade blood sack. He quickly opened the door.

In this school, some different cliques and groups have been created since the school started. The biggest and most well-known houses are the Amarok, Bake-kujira, kelpie, and Karkadaan. Earth couldn’t recall this event in his past. On second thought, there was no announcer at the start of the school year. No ring poles and no houses as mentioned by the speaker. He now thinks that he is in a completely different world. But how could there be an identical Sky, not to mention his mom is the same? While in his thoughts, Sky was just admiring the scenery and many thoughts were running through his mind.

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.

She probably doesn't want me to speak, but at least I can show that I'm paying attention. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses, each one representing an element and its values. The mirror exists to sort you into one of those houses, and usually, it picks the houses where you will grow as a person." Not in the water house then. My grandmother continues speaking. "The water house values beauty and change. The students placed in that house often see the grace in nature and are resilient to change, usually able to tackle every challenge life gives them." I glance at Daisy. She plants her arms under her chest. I notice every student standing in her group is wearing white and blue. It's probab

Louisa's POV It was a gigantic maze-like garden, just like the one that Harry Potter needed to go through to get the Goblet of Fire. On the other side of the maze, I could see a golf course, a tennis court, a giant swimming pool, and several swans cruising on a lake. I looked up and saw the mansion behind me. It wasn't a mansion. Technically speaking, it was a museum-like castle. I knew Lucas Sigler coming from a well-off family, but I hadn't thought that he was this kind of filthy one percent rich.

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