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Professor Matt Ward
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Noemie Vanity
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[justify]Name: Noemie Vanity
Year & House: Ravenclaw, 6th
Lesson Missed: 1&2

Noemie had not done as well as she’d hoped in her OWL exams, she’d only gotten two O’s in all of her classes and this was even with all the work she had been doing for them. All of the studying, the stress, all of it had not paid off in the way she had hoped. One of the classes she’d done well in had been a given too, she wrote horoscopes, of course she’d be good at divination. It was just annoying that everything else had been EEs. Of course they weren’t bad grades, they were average, but they were not the grades that Noemie had been pushing and working for in the last few weeks of the last semester. The ravenclaw was pleased that at the very least she had other things going to keep her busy, quidditch, Heta Omega and the monthly, all of which kept her mind off what she had to do for classes. She needed to do well in NEWTs, better that she had done in her OWLs, and she had two years, only two to work towards this goal. The ravenclaw was just finishing up getting ready, when she double checked she had all she needed for the day and left for the first class of the day. Noemie walked into the history of magic classroom. She hoped that this semester of the class would be good. They would finally be in the NEWT level classes, so they had to be doing something harder. The teen sat down and looked up at the professor as the man told them they would be doing the founders, which despite being at this school for five years was something she had stopped thinking about. She thought about her house, but never the woman who had founded it. The lesson was brief and they were able to pack up and leave as soon as the professor had told them what they would be doing. She packed up her things and headed to the library to do some reading.



Lesson two

Noemie was feeling pretty pleased with herself, she had been excited about the prospect of applying herself more and already she felt as though she might be able to pull better grades. She had also come to realise internally, that classes weren’t everything when it came to getting a job post-school, but that there would obviously be a number of factors influencing it, and good enough grades matched with other things might even be better. That was what she held on to, in case she didn’t manage to do better despite the extra work and lessening sleep that she was doing. The girl had been happy too to spend a little more time with her brother, they’d always been in competition, but helping him learning to run and spend the mornings doing some exercise was certainly making her feel a little better about herself, and it was nice to spend the time with him. She had been at Hogwarts during a lot of him growing up and it was interesting to now see what he was like.It didn’t delay her mornings much either. She had it pretty figured out. She was in and out with time spare most days, even when like today she took time to do up her hair a little. With that she was out the room and heading to class.

Noemie had been sure that Ravenclaw would never be the first house they learned about, she was sure that it would be gryffindor, since things seemed to focus upon it, and the house had a fair amount of history. So she sat down, knowing that she was going to need to pay attention for exam purposes but not because she really truly wanted to find out about the man who had brought one of the other houses forward. As it turned out, her prediction had been a little off. They weren't going to be studying Gryffindor by Slytherin. As it turned out, and the lecture continued, perhaps it had been rather right to start with that, since the history of that house and it's founder was long and wrought with old ideas. She wrote down all the little bits and pieces that the professor was saying about it, a small smile upon her face as she realised that the houses history was fairly connected. They were more than just one mere individual, she had read somewhere that they had been friends, but she hadn't known how much it had intertwined. The tensions of the friendship. With that however, the lecture came to an end, and they were left without any homework which she was also happy about.
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Alice Holland
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Name: Alice Holland
Year & House: First Year Hufflepuff
Lesson Missed: 3

Alice was very excited about Hogwarts, even three weeks in. New and fun things seemed to happen constantly! Her firstie meeting had been a success, as far as she was concerned, and the girl greatly looked forward to Halloween and the Quididtch matches she would soon be seeing. She also couldn't wait to learn more magic in her lessons, eager to see what every single subject had in store for her.

History of Magic wasn't the Huflepuff's favorite so far, but she still found it interesting. She smiled at Elijah as she took her seat, then took out parchment and quill to take notes on today's lecture. She wrote 'Salem Witch Trials' at the top, and proceeded to take notes on the details the professor offered. It was a complex story, and Alice tried her best to keep up with all the different terms and names. She wrote down that the Putnams were the leaders of the separatist group and who Reverent Samuel Parris was. She added notes on the Puritans as well, continuing to write until her hand started to hurt. This lecture was very long, but Alice managed to follow along decently. She was glad when it was over, but also glad to hear this would come back on the exam. At least she hadn't written all those notes for no reason! She packed up her things and left the classroom with a few other Hufflepuffs.
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Kauri Tipene
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Name: Kauri Tipene
Year & House: Fourth Year Gryffindor
Lesson Missed: 3

Although it was difficult to stay completely focused all the time, Kauri was finding it easier to take lectures more seriously this year, and he was finding he enjoyed being a bit more serious about his studies. He enjoyed everything he was learning, for the most part, and it felt good to really focus. He was determined to be serious and focused again this week, making his way into History of Magic with his things ready to take notes. Kauri had barely settled down when Professor Styx announced they would be doing almost the opposite. The movies?! Kauri missed movies and TV deeply while he was at school, and he couldn't wait to go see a real movie. He ran back up to his dorm to get changed into some of his favourite clothes, and ran back to the classroom, bursting with excitement. It was strange, something he had so taken for granted becoming such an exciting luxury. Joining the rest of the class in taking the portkey, Kauri relaxed, a huge smile on his face as they made their way into the theatre. Everything felt so comforting and familiar. The movie was one his Nana liked but Kauri had never seen it before and he thoroughly enjoyed it, even though it felt a bit old fashioned. He was a little disappointed when the movie finished and they had to return to school, deeply homesick after the little taste of the familiar.
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Norton Gillespie
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[justify]Name: Norton Gillespie
Year & House: Hufflepuff, 4th
Lesson Missed: 1-3

Norton was happy, of course he was. It was the beginning of another year of learning, of fun, of friend and everything else. He was so excited about the prospect of what this year would bring him. What new adventures would he venture upon. Where would the days take him. Of course, he also had classes to worry about, well, not so much worry but he knew now that soon he would be doing really important exams and maybe it was time to apply himself a little more in said classes. That was easier said than done in his case. Norton was excitable and easily distracted. He only managed to focus in astronomy, even then it was mostly just because he loved it. Astronomy was his favourite subject, though he did love all of them a lot, astronomy was the one he found easiest to focus in because of how much he loved it. The boy was getting ready for the day, practically bouncing on the walls getting himself together to face the day. Putting books, notes, his wand into his bag. Making sure he had all he would need for likely the second easiest week of the semester. The last one was always easiest. And with that thought, he made sure he had everything and went to class. Norton walked into the history of magic classroom more than a little eager. Though it wasn't his favourite class, it had a lot of lectures that were pretty boring at time, he was just looking forward to doing a bit of work. He was surprised therefore when this first class back was short and to the point, not one whiff of a lecture. He made a note of the homework and then left the room.

Lesson Two

Norton was enjoying the new semester, it certainly seemed they were at a turning point in what they were learning, it seemed to be better now. There was perhaps a little less theory and a few more spells but that was all Norton needed for his excitement over it all to increase ten fold. He loved all aspects of magic, all the classes but none more so than any of the ones with magic in them. That was where he usually found himself loving them even more. Since they were better, of course. He loved magic, and though his favourite subject above all else was actually astronomy that had very little magic which they did, that was the only exception to his preference of magic over theory. Norton was getting himself ready for the day, he’d gone to the pitch when he’d woken up before he needed to and spent time there, since he had a game coming up and he needed to get some practice in. The teen wasn’t even running late when he got back, but his adrenaline was high, he was bouncing off walls and skipping about. He couldn’t really contain it, all of the practicing and flying just made him really energetic and hyper. It made getting ready a bit of a challenge, but in the end he got everything and left for the class.

Norton had liked that the first class of history of magic had been brief. While a lot of the others he'd had were actual lectures. It meant he was very ready for this first real lesson of the class. He was ready for what this would end up being about. As it turned out, it would be a lecture, which of course it would be. He pulled his books and notes towards him. Picking up the quill and beginning to write down the lecture that the professor was giving. He had known that this year would get more complicated, enough professors had said it would be. But it wasn't, it felt far more like a story than it did a history lesson, he was completely drawn into the story the professor was telling them. He couldn't wait to find out more, when the lecture ended, he wanted to know more about the great king. A king that would've surely been interesting to learn about after he'd been ungrateful to his so called love. He made sure his notes were good and then packed up his things, he didn't have any homework but he wanted to know more about it, so he headed to library to some reading on the story.

Lesson three

As the semester pushed on, Norton was enjoying himself more and more. He had a quidditch game soon, he would be able to play for a couple of hours which he knew he would enjoy, hopefully though he wouldn’t get hit with too many bludgers. He doubted it, or hoped he wouldn’t. They were playing Gryffindor and Gryffindor were just mean when it came to bludgers, he didn’t care if that was the same role as he was supposed to be doing. The boy was getting ready for the day of classes ahead, knowing he would need to account for some quidditch practices often within the week. The teen was making sure he had everything he would need, all of the little bits of homework and notes from the previous week. They did have quite a bit more work this semester, but he wasn’t going to start complaining about that. In fact he was rather happy about it, he was enjoying the work that they had, which did make it a little easier to do and a little easier to focus on. Both of which would be good for him come the end of the semester and hopefully the exams. With that, he made sure he had everything and left for the class.

After the last history of magic class had been enjoyable, mdespite it just being a lecture, the boy was rather excited to find out what they would be doing in the class. he was surprised when the professor told them to go back to the dorms and change into clothes more suited to a muggle cinema. He did so, hurriedly heading out to the dorm to change and back to the class. He loved going to the movies. He arrived back in the class and stood before the professor. He took the ticket and looked at it, wondering if that was a movie about what they had learned. He was looking forward to seeing it if it was. However, as it turned out, it would be exactly the opposite, it was weird in more than one way. He left the cinema unsure if he had actually enjoyed the film. The teen was happy to have spent the day doing that as it had been a while since he'd seen a movie in that way, so he was very happy with that. The film left a lot of questions. He liked when classes didn't always have lectures. He left the room feeling pleased with how the class had gone.
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Mazikeen Roe
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[justify]Name: Mazikeen Roe
Year & House: Gryffindor, 2nd
Lesson Missed: 1-3

Mazikeen had spent a good while at home, rekindling old friendships. She hadn’t so much as left those people behind as much as contact had just been hard. The gryffindor girl was happy to be back, she was silent as others compared what they did, since her appeared mundane. The girl wanted to try and do better this year, make more friends, spend more time with those who were her friends, try new things, but she did also need to keep her grades up. Both her parents had been pleased with her grades and she knew she like that feeling when they were proud of her, and she did want to keep that going. She had to, so it meant between her action plan, she still had to go to classes, she still had to be working hard and doing all she could to pass her classes at a minimum. Speaking of which, the gryffindor finished brushing her hair and then gathering up her books and old notes, in case she’d need them. Maze made sure she had everything for the day before she left for class. She was eager to just get started and felt second year would just have to be better than first.Mazikeen had been looking forward to the second year of classes, it would be interesting to see where this year took them. The girl walked into the history of magic classroom, fully expecting this to be the first class of semester with a tonne of work, since they would be often sitting within this class and working on lectures. The girl was surprised when the class was brief. They would have a lectures in the semester but at least in this one, there wouldn't be that many. The girl packed up her things the moment she could and left the class. Hopeful the lectures in the following lessons wouldn't be too bad or boring.

Lesson 2

Knowing how much more work she was going to have this semester, the young gryffindor had been working to make more time for it. It was not that fun, but she had to. It meant, the occasional skipped meal, but she was sure it would all be fine. She would just end up eating more on other days, accounting for it. Maze was at that point getting ready for the next day ahead. There wasn’t much to do before class, she didn’t have much to do. Though there wasn’t too much more work that she had to do, Maze wanted to keep her grades up consistent to make her parents proud, so she knew she would increasingly need to allocate more of her time to it. No matter how unfun it was. The gryffindor was putting her notes and books into her bag, grabbing the ink and quill that she’d been using the night before on some homework and placing those into her bag too. She took her wand and put that in where it was easily grabbable and then she knew she had everything. She of course made a few last checks to be sure she had everything, and when she was certain she did, she left for the class. Mazikeen walked into the history of magic classroom and was ready to do all of the listening and writing that the professor was bound to set on them. She had said there would be plenty of lectures, but as the professor spoke she realised that this professor wouldn't be able to speak, and instead they were given a sheet to copy from. The girl did so and left the class the moment that she could. It had been easier than listening to a lecture. She left the class happy with how it had been.

Lesson Three

As the semester pushed on, the young girl had pushed her mind to start thinking about what she would want to do as electives. Maze didn’t have particular plans for after school, she didn’t want a boring job, and that was about the only qualification that she needed for working, but what exactly that meant, time would have to tell. Maze was getting herself ready for the day as she thought about it, it was still a while away but others were talking about it and others seemed certain about what they wanted. Maze had finished running a brush through her blonde hair and wrote down a few things she wanted for after school, moving about the room, getting her uniform on and books ready as she did so. Maybe it would give her a clearer idea of what she wanted. It would have to be done after class because, she needed to focus on the now rather than the future. Planning for the future was important but it was also quite boring and could be done in little bits rather than a lot at once. Of course she couldn’t leave it last minute but she certainly wouldn’t. Maze just made sure she had everything before leaving for class.

Mazikeen walked into the history of magic class, since the last two had lacked somewhat in lectures she fully expected for the professor to launch into the longest lecture ever. The gryffindor took her seat and brought her notes towards her, looking up at the professor with a deep sigh. It was going to be a dull lesson if it was indeed a long lecture. She put her quill to the page as the professor got started, beginning the lecture on the ever interesting subject of Morganna le Fey, someone who had been brought up in their classes on Merlin. The young gryffindor listened along as the professor told them about it, in what ended up being a rather short lecture given the professor. Mazikeen wrote down all of the information the professor gave without too many problems it was easy in fact. She packed up her things and took a note of the homework before heading out of the class. It hadn't been too dull, not too bad, though she had to assume that the lessons which followed would be dull. Since they hadn't really shown the lectures that the professor had warned about. Or maybe this was it? In any case Mazikeen just packed up her things and left the room.
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Gilly Gillespie
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Year & House: slytherin, 4th
Lesson Missed: 1-3

Gilly didn’t know why making friends appeared to be so hard, she didn’t have one really. Admittedly she’d done little to rectify the situation. Her attempts at making spells had been interrupted and those who had had clearly had their own issues which Gilly did not want to deal with. Friends were something she needed, their problems was something she could definitely do without. However it didn’t help her much at all, she still lacked friends. The only issue now, was she also had classes to focus on, becoming friend with people would be more difficult, since she had to dedicate some time to the classes. She hadn’t in prior years and wanted to now, but it just meant she had to work twice as hard for it. The girl was getting ready for the day, putting books into her bag, struggling to get a brush through her hair, getting her wand and notes together, struggling to get the brush out of her hair, until she was all ready to leave. At the exact point when she needed to. Gilly made one last check that she had everything and then left, she was willing to work for the better grades she wanted. Gilly wasn't sure what she made of history of magic, a small part of her continued with the class so she could learn bits and piece about this magical world she was in. It was odd for her though, she didn't connect with the history well, it was distant to her. She walked into the room and listened as the professor gave a short introduction to the fourth year course. A quick essay was not going to be fun, but at the very least she was able to leave the room, pack up and head of the class to the library to do some work that was certainly not the boring essay set by the professor.


Lesson 2

Gilly had never been overly studious, neither when she had first joined the school, nor when she had been at muggle school. So much of it had just not interested her, it had just not been something she wanted to do. But she was trying a little more to go to classes, to be involved in things to do with the school, just trying to not have the years drag on. She did also know she needed a job after school, she couldn’t rely on what she’d been good at before school, too much time had passed and too much time would’ve passed with little instruction on the manner to really allow her to continue with it. Gilly was feeling pretty frustrated with the two worlds, largely not knowing where was best for her. Which would benefit her best. What she would do post school, that it just made sense that she would join more in the school, attempt to do more in the school. The teen was getting ready for the day getting her things together and eventually leaving for class. She would try to continue to make the most of this new motivation to do well in school.

Gilly stepped into the classroom and looked towards the professor as she took her seat. The woman started once all had sat down, and it seemed that this class would be a little odder, at least to Gilly. She had a lot of problems with the history they learned, but mostly, it just always seemed to be distantly related, they did a lot of ancient history, which Gilly didn't mind too much, but these were stories that muggles knew and she had to wonder about what that meant. The story of the minotaur and the labyrinth was one she knew, it was a classic greek story. She knew a little more than maybe others having enjoyed such things when she was younger, not reading them herself but audio books were a fun thing the magical world did not have. All in all, it just meant that it was a dull lesson to Gilly. She nodded along, and took the occasional note on what was being said but really that was it. The girl packed up her things, thinking that doing something more than just the story and not really tying it to magic was a lazy history lesson. She hoped the semester would pick up.


Lesson Three

Going to classes had always been hard for Gilly, she had rarely found the motivation to actually go along to those places. It had always been boring, complicated and just weird. She had then some catching up to do on some of the classes she had either not gone to or never paid attention in. The girl had hoped that this semester would be the one where she caught up entirely, but it was also proving to be the one where she had to spend twice as long doing piece of work she knew others were doing quickly. But, at the very least she was enjoying it. She liked the classes she was doing, what they were doing in them and for the first time she felt curious about magic. Something she hadn’t felt even when finding out she was magical. Enough time had passed from her mother’s death that she no longer felt so frustrated by it. Gilly was ready to go, she had a little extra time before she actually needed to, and spent a few moments just sitting twirling the wand in her hand until it was finally time and she was able to head to the class.

Gilly wasn't sure what to make of history of magic, she liked it and didn't like it. At least she knew she had the capacity to really like it, but struggled to. She walked into the room and had been in the process of removing things from her bag for the lesson ahead when the professor said to not do that, and instead go back to the dorms to get changed since they were going to see a movie. She was instantly curious as to which, but she went to the dorm and did get change, though certainly with less enthusiasm as others, primarily her brother had. The teen took the ticket and made sure to buy herself some fun muggle snack she hadn't had in a while and watched the film. It was an old film. Old beyond belief to her. Why was a cinema still showing such a relic. She didn't even see what it had to do with what they'd learned other than the title. She didn't mind the film, she did get into it despite how old and odd it was, but it wasn't a film she would ever have picked not even for the purpose of a class. She did think it was better than learning more stories though, this had an excuse for being so and a fun one at that, so she left the classroom, pretty satisfied with her day.
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Rory Fergusson
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[justify]Name: Rory Fergusson
Year & House: Slytherin, 6th
Lesson Missed: 1-3


Rory’s grades in his OWLs had been exactly what he might’ve expected, a fair-ish mix of As and EEs. His father had even been impressed by the few EEs that he’d gotten, since clearly everyone had assumed that Rory would not bother or bother to try in them. EEs were about as good as he’d get, but Rory had managed to impress somewhat so he’d won that small battle. It didn’t change anything, his position within the family still meant he had a job when he left, his purity meant he’d marry a pureblood his parents picked. Nothing about his path had changed, nor had he expected it to, but it appealed to him a little less everyday. Going back home, sure, he wanted that but everything else, not really. The teen was getting ready for classes that day, having put off getting ready until the very last moment of it. When he really should be leaving, that was when he opted to get ready. He put his books in his bag, gathered up bits and pieces he might need for the day, though never too much. And when he was finally ready he left for class. Rory knew that NEWTs were more important than OWLs, but he felt he’d proved himself capable enough that he didn’t need to try as hard now. Time would tell. Rory's grades had been good enough for most of the classes he liked to be the ones he could continue but there were some he had not done well enough for and he was happy to leave those behind. The exception was history of magic, his father had insisted he continue with it which was why he found himself then in the classroom, his gaze towards the professor at the front, bored before they'd even gotten started. Rory listened to the brief lecture on what they'd be doing and was happy they were dismissed. He wouldn't have wanted to stick around, not at all. The founders would be fun, but what could a history professor teach him about a place he'd once lived ridiculously close to. He packed up his things and left the room. This semester would be dull no doubt about it.

Lesson 2
The second week was always better for Rory, he got annoyed at the boredom he felt in the first week and it was always better by the second where he knew the rhythm of each day and he could figure out his own schedule, coming back from a few weeks of doing wands was enough to make anyone want to spend a week just slowly adjusting. Though he wasn’t even trying to work particularly hard during this semester, just enough that he would coast by and into his final year of school. All hopes and dreams of leaving the school had firmly left, sicne there was no way he’d leave the school this close to the end, he was now in this for the long haul. It was also additionally because his brother would be joining the school in the following year and that would certainly be a good time to still be around to help the young boy navigate this awful school. Rory was getting ready for the day ahead, taking his quidditch gear in with his school stuff, since they had a game soon. He took a few other things he might need and then left for class.

The slytherin stepped into the history of magic classroom, he got the feeling that the man would start with slytherin, and so of all the classes, he knew he had to be there for that. He sat down and looked to the man at the front as he started on his lesson. Slytherin, or specifically Salazar Slytherin. Rory listened along, writing down the odd bit about the man. Rory was one of the first in his immediate family to be a slytherin, they'd always been solidly Hufflepuff, but he wasn't and he had long since stopped caring about it. Or so he said about it. The boy packed listened along vaguely, wondering for a moment as the professor spoke about it, what it would be like to go to a school that lacked muggle borns. He knew that durmstrang did, and he with his blood would've been happily accepted, but Hogwarts without muggleborns, seemed a little weird. It didn't matter how gross their families were. The boy sighed slightly as the professor just kept going and going, surely there wasn't that much known about one ancient person, and thankfully, the lesson did eventually come to an end. He packed up his things and headed straight out of the room.


Lesson 3
Rory was working relatively hard, if you consider who he was as a person. The teen had also decided more firmly to break up with Therese, he liked her, but he wasn’t too interested anymore and he didn’t want her to fall in love or anything. She wasn’t of pureblood, it was better to break it off now, than let it go on any longer. It would have to end. The slytherin was also keeping at his quidditch, since someone had been dumb enough to not pick him for captain, he had to really prove his worth to get onto the great team in scotland. Though given his surname that would probably really help him, if his father would allow him to do so, he knew his father was prepping for Rory to take over some of the business the moment he had graduated from Hogwarts and Rory wasn’t too keen on that aspect at all. The teen had time though, all of those things would hopefully come together when he needed it to. Rory was getting himself ready for the day, not really taking much to class with him because he couldn’t be particularly bothered with it. He just made sure to have his wand and then left for the class, he could get his quidditch stuff later.

After the overtly long lecture in the last week, Rory had not been looking forward to the next history of magic class. He couldn't help but be sure it would be filled with the same dull things as the last one, only this time he'd have no vested interest in it at all. The teen sighed as he sat down, and the professor at the front began his lecture. Gryffindors, now those were not interesting to him at all, certainly not the leader of the house. Known well in the magic community but to Rory a pompous piece of crap. He definitely didn't like that man. The slytherin took the odd note from what the professor was saying but his attention was not entirely upon the lesson. He just sat writing the odd thing down and hoping that the lecture would soon end so he could leave. Which it did eventual, overall a shorter class that when they'd covered slytherin, but still not one he had particularly enjoyed. It had just been long and dull. He put his things away and left the room, completely ignoring if there was homework to be done or not, he wasn't going to put in more work for this class than absolutely necessary.
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Year & House: Slytherin, 1st
Lesson Missed: 1

Classes were just so DULL to Bisera, but of course she didn’t want to fail. Failing was boring and it would get the attention of all the wrong people, so she had to work hard, or she had to at least pass her classes. The young slytherin was getting ready for the day, spending all too long in the bathroom, on picking her clothes - since she just needed a clean uniform.- and then all of the lightest books she had. If it was heavy, she wasn’t going to take it. Think of her back! The young girl knew that she was in her prime and she didn’t want to affect it so badly she’d have problems down the line. No, Of course not.The girl had very little to actually carry, that was evident, since she was a first year and this was the first week of classes. She had enough but not an awful lot. The girl was ready with plenty of time, despite how long she took to do everything and left for the classroom, intending to be early, since that was a little better than late while she was a first year. After that, she could afford to be later.

Bee walked confidently into the history of magic classroom, she knew that this day would be filled with dull and boring things so might as well just appear confident and well put together. Her gaze shifted to the professor at the front who began speaking, introducing them to her and to the course at large. Bisera wasn't too interested in classes, truth be told, but she had to try and do alright, doing badly would not help her image. The lecture moved on to the rules of the classroom and to the subject itself, though both of those sections were as uninteresting about the professor's life story. The young slytherin listened along vaguely and took the sheet as it came to her, a questionnaire about themselves. Oh how interesting. Bisera filled it out, lying min more than one section of it, but ultimately just happy with the fact that she could show off in one manner or another to the professor in this class, it would certainly be nice and helpful for the future. She filled it out quickly and it was then that the class was wrapped up and Bee was able to leave the room. She handed in the work to the professor and walked confidently out the room.
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Bisera Orlova
Slytherin, 1st Year
History of Magic, Lesson #1

1. Bisera Orlova
2. 11
3. fashion
4. history, i love ALL historical facts, duhh
5. I'm the best person ever.
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Kauri Tipene
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Name: Kauri Tipene
Year & House: Fourth Year Gryffindor
Lesson Missed: 4

Kauri was still a little hyped up from the movie last week. It had been so fun, and exactly what he needed to stay cheered up, though he had been homesick ever since thinking about all the TV he was missing at school. He kept his chin up though, wondering what they would be covering this week. He was relieved to hear it would be a short lecture, getting his things ready to take notes. Kauri had been a little distracted recently, and even with his new serious outlook he didn't really want to try and focus through a long lecture this week.

Easter Island was something Kauri had only ever heard about on TV and it was exciting to learn a bit more about it and he took notes happily throughout class, wondering if there was a magical cause for the statues. He had never thought about them in a magical light before and it was exciting to consider. Surely any wizards on that island wouldn't have had access to wands though, and he wondered if it was possible to cast spells without a wand. Still pondering the possibilities when the lesson finished, Kauri packed up his things and thanked the Professor, excited to think about the possibilities more and work on his essay.

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Kauri Tipene
Gryffindor Fourth Year
History of Magic, Lesson Four

I thought about how the statues moved a lot and I have two theories, but I don't know how possible they are. The first theory is that there were wizards on Easter Island and they used magic to move the statues, but since they wouldn't have had wands they must have had their own special way of casting spells, if that's even possible without wands. Maybe they had their own kind of wands that they developed.

My second theory is that maybe the statues were alive once upon a time. They might have been related to giants or something, but only had giant heads and small bodies. It would probably be pretty hard to walk around with a giant head and a small body, so they probably hung out on the beach a lot and maybe they stayed still for so long that their magic turned them to stone. Or maybe they did it on purpose and they're waiting to wake up again.
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Ainsley Lynch
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Name: Ainsley Lynch
Year & House: Sixth Year Hufflepuff
Lesson Missed: 5

After weeks of being excited and then let down, Ainsley was sure that at least finally this week she would be learning about her own house's founder. She was fascinated to find out if she had anything in common with the founder of her house, anything that would explain what had landed her in Hufflepuff. She didn't know how much she saw of her house's traits in herself, and always felt out of place surrounded by so many friendly, cheerful people. Ainsley tried hard to be friendly and cheerful but it was difficult to know how to talk to people, even after years surrounded by them at school, and part of her felt almost like she was playing a role fundamentally unsuited to her when she tried to make new friends. Taking her usual seat with Amber, Ainsley listnened and took notes as Professor Ward spoke. She was a little surprised to hear he had a daughter in their house, Ainsley didn't think she had ever met the girl. She wondered if she was older or younger, since she certainly wasn't any of Ainsley's roommates. Listening as the Professor described her head of house, Ainsley's heart sank further as she just heard repeated again the list of descriptors that just didn't feel right. She thought compassionate fit, at least, and she did her best to be hard working, but it was disheartening not to see herself. Wondering if the library would have more answers, Ainsley packed her things up once class was over and headed out to the library to do more reading.
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Luna Urquhart-Cade
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Name: Luna Urquhart-Cade
Year & House: First Year Slytherin
Lesson Missed: 2,3,4

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Name: Gwen Owens-Lee
Year & House: Gryffindor Second Year
Lesson Missed: 2 & 3

Lesson Two:
Gwen was glad that the first week of the semester was done and was excited to finally be getting into some content in her classes. When Gwen saw that her next class on her timetable was History of Magic, she sighed slightly before making her way there. It wasn't her favourite class but she knew that she had to attend it, and was hopeful that it may be a bit more interesting this year than last. As she entered the classroom she was glad that the professor was not going to give them a lecture due to her sickness and was happy to just take the piece of parchment that was given to her and write some notes off that. Hoping next lesson would be better, Gwen headed out of the classroom at the end of the lesson and headed straight to her next class.

Lesson Three:
Gwen was happy with the classes she was taking for that semester as each had quite interesting content and she was happy that they all didn't only consist of lectures. As her next class was History of Magic, Gwen followed her classmates to the History of Magic classroom and took her usual seat in the room. The professor began to lecture them and so Gwen made sure she took out her writing equipment so she could take notes, even though she would have much preferred to do something practical. But things could not always go the Gryffindor's way, and so she reluctantly scribbled away on her piece of parchment in hopes that she would need all of the information for the exams at the end of the semester. At the end of the lesson Gwen smiled at the professor so as to thank her and decided she would head to the library to try to get started on the homework task that was given.
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Jessica Matthews
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Name: Jessica Matthews
Year & House: Slytherin Fourth Year
Lesson Missed: 3

When Jessica arrived in her History of Magic lesson, she was quite disgruntled to hear that she was expected to go down to her dormitory and change into clothing more suitable for a trip out into the muggle world. Why couldn't Professor Styx have told them this beforehand, in preparation? Not only did she have to make the trip back to the dungeons, she also hadn't been allowed time to prepare a suitable outfit. By the time Jessica arrived back in the classroom she was feeling quite annoyed, and the promise of money for snacks didn't much excite her either. She wouldn't be able to buy both popcorn and a drink with it, and there was no point having just a drink, or just popcorn with no drink to alleviate all the salt that would come with it. Jessica pocketed the money with the intent to use it for something else instead. She also didn't recognise the movie on the ticket, but clearly someone did by their over-enthusiastic gasp. Jessica restrained herself from rolling her eyes.

Once they had arrived at the movie theatre, Jessica still couldn't figure out what the movie was about – there were no posters about it, or previews playing in the foyer. She took a seat, still annoyed, and when the movie finally began she narrowed her eyes in confusion. This movie looked old. Why on earth were they showing it in such a big cinema? As it went on, the horrified expression on Jessica's face only grew. Did people actually like this garbage? The entire aesthetic of the film freaked her out, and there were entire sections were she just covered her face in horror. The special effects on those stupid pink headless birds were so ... it made her physically ill to look at them they were so bad. By the time the entire movie was over, which took forever, Jessica practically bolted from her seat and was one of the first out of the cinema to return back to Hogwarts. She felt like she needed to bleach her brain somehow – what a waste of a lesson!
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Viktor Styx
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Year & House: Ravenclaw 4th Year
Lesson Missed: 1-5

Lesson 1:
Viktor Styx was not too sure about how the year started, with his father being a little on the lost side. Couldn’t tell what he really wanted in life, but Viktor, he was learning what he wanted to do and what he wanted to excel in. The Ravenclaw fourth year got dressed while making sure that his tie neatly rested on his chest, and his hair was a little messy, though it was cut a little shorter than the previous year. Figured that this was better than nothing, so the fourth year walked down from the Ravenclaw dormitories and toward the classroom he was destined to be in for the day. It was not something he dreaded each and every day. Class actually helped him further his own goals. That was what mattered. He took a seat, and readied his stuff.

The lesson was an introductory one. This would also be the last year that he would have his aunt as his professor. It would not be too much of a loss unless the other professor was an idiot. They were assigned an essay, and then the professor dismissed them. That was it. Viktor wrote down the homework, and left the classroom. Not a bad start to a new year.

Lesson 2:
While having four classes in the first semester was a bit of a challenge, Viktor Styx thought that this would be a little faster than normal, but since he gave up Quidditch this year, to make sure that he exceeded in his classes. While hurting someone with a bludger sounded like it would be something he was interested in, it was not practical. Viktor made his way through the corridors after descending from the Ravenclaw dormitories. The fourth year looked around for his seat before finding it. Viktor settled into his seat and got out his equipment to start taking some notes for the lesson ahead. He needed to know everything he could for the upcoming OWLs, which were next year.

Viktor Styx took out his quill, parchment, and ink. They were going to talk about the Labyrinth of Crete. That would be a very interesting topic indeed. He started going over the people involved, the methods, and even the beast. He paused writing on the beast, wondering how true this was. This was history. But still, it was hard to see which was truth and which was fiction nowadays. However, one person was taken into the labyrinth, and managed to become a king of Athens. They were not assigned homework, and the professor dismissed them. Viktor shrugged his shoulders, and left the room, wondering if Ariadne would be a good name for a future child.

Lesson 3:
It was in the middle of the semester, which meant that exams were fast approaching. The Ravenclaw prepared his bag with his school equipment, including putting his wand into his pocket in his school robes. He had an awful lot of studying to do. The worst class that Viktor did not like was Charms and that was because it was more practical. The rest, Viktor enjoyed more than any other class. Lectures were all that he bothered with his efforts. The other, he put in his bare effort. That was all that he needed. Viktor left his dorm and made his way through the castle and into the classroom. He took his seat where he needed to be, and faced the front. Another day, another set of material to learn.

The movies? His aunt was taking the class to the movies. Viktor sighed, since he did not care for anything muggle. His aunt was half muggle, so it would make sense. This was a field trip. He shook his head, and took off his Ravenclaw robes, since a button up shirt and pants were not suspicious for muggles. He set his robes on his desk and went over to the portkey after they were given tickets and muggle money. He touched the mummy, and the pure-blood went into the theater. He bought a drink and headed into the same room where his peers went. The movie started, and he sipped his drink. Unfortunately, Viktor did not get to the kidnapping, since Viktor managed to fall asleep during the show. At least the nap was good.

Lesson 4:
The fourth week always seemed to be the hardest for the young Ravenclaw to keep up with. It spoke on how close the holidays were, and it also spoke on how the exams were coming up. The Ravenclaw was ready for them, of course. Viktor was rarely unprepared for anything. That was why he did his homework and also some reading over what the week would have for him. Viktor prepared his bag for everything that he needed, and got off of his bed. He walked down the dorms, and further into the castle to find his way to his class. Eventually, he made it, and took his seat near the rear, where he always hid. It was natural as to not bring attending to himself. That was the last thing that he ever wanted.

The lecture was going to be short, which was okay for Viktor. He did not mind either way. They were going to discuss Easter Island, which only reminded him of some holiday. He doubted that the two were related. Viktor opened his notes and started to write down everything that Professor Styx spoke of. A part of him wondered if it weren’t magical people that carved the statues instead. It was a possible theory, but one he did not voice. He wrote down the homework, and left the class as soon as Professor Styx dismissed them. A short lesson, so he did not mind.

Lesson 5:
This was normally the last week before the study lesson, depending on the professor. Viktor Styx did not mind studying for the last lesson. It was easy, and made things easier. Though, the last lesson in his second year herbology, it was exceptional. If his grandfather was teaching it anyway. That was what he heard many times. Viktor packed his things into his bag and left his dorm, in absolute silence, which was normal. He walked through the Ravenclaw common room, not making eye contact with anyone. He did not need them. No one. He made his way through the castle and into the classroom. He took his seat, and got ready for the lesson ahead. It would not be long since the professors did not really like to waste a lot of time. That was something that he was glad for.

Viktor was one of those that did do their assignments, only because it was what he normally did to exceed in his class. After all, this was his aunt teaching. She did seem to be different from the rest of the family. They were going to portkey to Easter Island. He took off his robes and dubbed his school shirt and pants were good enough. Once the others returned, the fourth years were whisked off to another area. Viktor separated from the others as soon as he got the chance, and chose to sit down next to one of the heads, and write down notes on what this place represented. He did not bother taking pictures, but he went back to the school as soon as he was finished. At least the trip was not completely useless.
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