professor mallory corrins

Celia didn't believe in counting her chickens before they hatched, but it was May, and unless something went terribly wrong, she would almost assuredly be spending the next four years of her life at Columbia. It was oddly terrifying to be so close to something she'd spent nearly half her life...

Strictly speaking, Celia had no real reason to continue visiting Professor Corrins. It had been a while since they'd gone over a new charm and even longer since she'd taken a class with the woman. She'd already gotten the head girl badge and built up more than enough goodwill to ask for a...

Ever since she'd made the Quidditch team, Celia had kept a running tally of all the things she could do better. She had watched Liusaidh stumble and Ruben and Daintree positively faceplant, and she was determined not to make the same mistakes. It wasn't enough for Slytherin to win the cup. She...

Celia was relieved to have a brand new slate of professors this year. Aside from a select few, she didn't like her old teachers very much. Most of them had been utterly inept, cancelling class at the last minute or giving them pointless assignments. One professor Celia would miss was Professor...

Kate was hoping that this wouldn't have happened. Surely she couldn't be punished for not being able to speak in class? She almost felt sick to her stomach. What would her parents say? Being called to a Professors office after her first class? Katherine had half a mind to just stay in her bed...

After three years at Hogwarts, Celia felt like she'd seen more than enough to have an informed opinion on the school's curriculum. And that opinion was the curriculum sucked. The material was insultingly basic, the lessons incredibly slow-paced, and the assignments completely pointless. Whoever...