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As per every year, the Great Hall was lined with the most wonderful and elegant decorations. Though Roman Ivo was not exactly fond of such decorations, however it was adored by the student body. Everything looked like an impression ballroom, with a large Christmas tree decorated with colorful...

Roman's eyes went to Devearux once more, and then he gazed over to Professor Styx. He trusted the Head of her house to do what was needed. With a small nod of his approval to do whatever it means necessary, Roman assumed that this would be the last night this girl would ever spend in this...

Roman Ivo made his way to the Entrance Hall, before he announced to Professor Styx, "That will be far enough, there is no need to waste an unneeded trip to the Office." Roman gripped his cane as his looming gray eyes waved over the girl that caused such a racket in the Great Hall, physically...

The Great Hall shone with brilliance that only the staff of Hogwarts New Zealand could produce upon this fine day of All Hallow’s Eve, or as most know it by - Halloween. The floating candles were replaced with floating Jack-o-lanterns. The tables were pushed to the side all around the walls of...

Roman stood up from the staff table and looked out over the crowd of students that were his to mould as best as he could, for now until Cecily Zhefarovich would return to take the position of Headmistress once more, not hat Roman Ivo would complain. He thought so far he was doing a decent enough...

The finish line awaited them, just around the bend.First team to cross it, wins! Remember, both people of one team must cross it before they would be labeled the winners.

It was just about time to have the diplomas out, but there was something that the aged man had forgotten, and after seeing the woman here herself, Roman would have to make sure that she got her words in before Roman would hand out diplomas. Rising up after the The Head Girl finished her long...

House banners representing the houses that the four creators, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, and Rowena Ravenclaw, had made shown high above the Great Hall. Thousands of lit candles gave it a mysterious glow to the Great Hall. After he had presented the Year Eleven...

Roman Ivo, the current Headmaster since Cecily Zhefarovich was now off of duty due to some family business, looked out across the tables an austere look on his face as he viewed the graduating students, their friends and family members who were all in attendance. It was a momentous day in their...

I should have been a little more precise when it came to the wheelbarrow racing. The races do not have these but rather you must do something like this. Please edit your posts accordingly, and apologies for not making that clear.

While the Headmistress was currently away with family business, Roman Ivo was back in the school, ruling with a cold stare and a quiet attitude. His aged gray eyes gazed over the lawns of the school, and everything was transformed into a mini carnival with food stands, a carousel and rides of...

The Great Hall shone with brilliance that only the staff of Hogwarts New Zealand could produce upon this fine day of All Hallow’s Eve, or as most know it by - Halloween. The floating candles were replaced with floating Jack-o-lanterns. The tables were pushed to the side all around the walls of...

Roman nodded his approval and shortly took his leave after knowing Professor Styx had things well in hand. Yes, he thought as he continued to his office, the clipboard once again capturing his attention, the man had done well. The situation filed away in his mind, forgotten for the day, Roman...

The clipboard held forgotten to his side, Roman eyed the two students, his eyes narrowed and intent upon them. After a moment of silence the Headmaster returned his attention to Professor Styx. "As Miss Rodriguez' Head of House," he said quietly, "I believe her punishment to be in your hands...

The cold stones beneath his footfall calmed Roman. White mist formed in front of his mouth with each step he took. Those who complained of the lack of heat within this part of the castle were met with a blank stare. Roman craved the bitter chill of winter as everything died under a blanket of...