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Nicolas King walked into the Great Hall of Hogwarts New Zealand for the first time since he had departed from the school a year earlier. He had missed the place, and his pupils, and once in a while considered requesting he be allowed to return to the school but he usually pushed such thoughts aside as silliness, he was now doing what he enjoyed and what was his calling in life - he didn't want to give that up, not again.
Nicolas took a seat at the back of the hall only minutes before the graduating class entered and the ceremony started. He smiled wryly to any of his former pupils who spotted him, or any of his former colleagues, not entirely sure how they felt about him presently after his rather sudden departure. Nevertheless he knew that somebody still liked him, as he'd been invited to come to the ceremonies - something he was more than grateful for.
As Cecily welcomed them Nicolas thought back to Alicia, and his first few years at Hogwarts, then to how it was when he left. He was surprised that it was the same school, when the two were put side by side. These students, now graduates, were people who had helped him out in a very strange part of his life. He was an adult, but still sorting out a lot of who he was. He felt a strange bond to many of the faces at the front of the hall, though they were half his age and many had twice his skill in magic they were his first pupils and it was because of them, their antics, their silliness, their thirst for knowledge that he was who he was.
As Estrella and Bruin shared their speeches Nicolas couldn't help but smirk. Their speeches were very typical to who he'd known them to be. Estrella's was original, heartfelt, and inspiring for her classmates. Bruin's was taken from a muggle author - though it was nice and conveyed its message well, it did border on the childish side of things. 'Very Bruin.' was the only thought that came to Nicolas' mind as Bruin left the podium.
Finally Gellert stood to speak and Nicolas simply shook his head, 'What a wonderful way to ruin an otherwise amazing evening.' was his thought as Gellert unrolled his parchment and addressed the students. Surely Gellert had just wanted to be part of the occasion, he hadn't been that involved with the school since it's inception. As Gellert's speech continued Nicolas held in a chuckle, 'The goal actually isn't to scare them more... but nice try, Minister.'
When Gellert had finished his address Cecily returned to the podium and started to hand out the diplomas. Nicolas clapped enthusiastically for the majority of his former pupils as they went across the stage, at the first end they were still students, and then by the other they'd become true witches and wizards - capable of doing whatever they could possibly want to. Some of the many faces were obscure to Nicolas, ones he couldn't recall seeing before. He figured these students were new to the school in the past year and clapped for them a little more conservatively as they passed the podium.
Finally every student had received their diploma and there was little left to do. Cecily introduced the newly graduated class and Nicolas cheered and rose to his feet with the rest of the hall before he stealthily drew his wand and flicked it quickly in the direction of the ceiling. Several different colours of magical sparks came streaming down to add to the event. He smirked as he slipped his wand back in to his pocket and resumed his clapping.
Nicolas took a seat at the back of the hall only minutes before the graduating class entered and the ceremony started. He smiled wryly to any of his former pupils who spotted him, or any of his former colleagues, not entirely sure how they felt about him presently after his rather sudden departure. Nevertheless he knew that somebody still liked him, as he'd been invited to come to the ceremonies - something he was more than grateful for.
As Cecily welcomed them Nicolas thought back to Alicia, and his first few years at Hogwarts, then to how it was when he left. He was surprised that it was the same school, when the two were put side by side. These students, now graduates, were people who had helped him out in a very strange part of his life. He was an adult, but still sorting out a lot of who he was. He felt a strange bond to many of the faces at the front of the hall, though they were half his age and many had twice his skill in magic they were his first pupils and it was because of them, their antics, their silliness, their thirst for knowledge that he was who he was.
As Estrella and Bruin shared their speeches Nicolas couldn't help but smirk. Their speeches were very typical to who he'd known them to be. Estrella's was original, heartfelt, and inspiring for her classmates. Bruin's was taken from a muggle author - though it was nice and conveyed its message well, it did border on the childish side of things. 'Very Bruin.' was the only thought that came to Nicolas' mind as Bruin left the podium.
Finally Gellert stood to speak and Nicolas simply shook his head, 'What a wonderful way to ruin an otherwise amazing evening.' was his thought as Gellert unrolled his parchment and addressed the students. Surely Gellert had just wanted to be part of the occasion, he hadn't been that involved with the school since it's inception. As Gellert's speech continued Nicolas held in a chuckle, 'The goal actually isn't to scare them more... but nice try, Minister.'
When Gellert had finished his address Cecily returned to the podium and started to hand out the diplomas. Nicolas clapped enthusiastically for the majority of his former pupils as they went across the stage, at the first end they were still students, and then by the other they'd become true witches and wizards - capable of doing whatever they could possibly want to. Some of the many faces were obscure to Nicolas, ones he couldn't recall seeing before. He figured these students were new to the school in the past year and clapped for them a little more conservatively as they passed the podium.
Finally every student had received their diploma and there was little left to do. Cecily introduced the newly graduated class and Nicolas cheered and rose to his feet with the rest of the hall before he stealthily drew his wand and flicked it quickly in the direction of the ceiling. Several different colours of magical sparks came streaming down to add to the event. He smirked as he slipped his wand back in to his pocket and resumed his clapping.