Seventh Years: Lesson 4

Professor Killian Borisyuk had his arms folded over his chest as the seventh years came into the classroom. He looked over at his watch as he remained standing, leaning against his desk. The only reason why he was not moving was because of the sticking charm he used to keep it in place since he didn't want his weight to push it back, and fall down. That was the last thing that he wanted to do in front of anyone. That was why he was not found walking the corridors. Tripping over students might cause injury to them and himself, though the latter being less so. It was soon time to start the lesson, so he closed the door with a wave of his hand. "Greetings. Last lecture of the year for History of Magic before the final two lessons of review for the entire course. I know you all must be excited to get out of school, so not much longer left." Killian knew that the seventh years would need some time to review the material from the last six years, but that was for next time.

"We left off with the Scitorari, so this lesson you will be learning more about what they have done that they have claimed. The Scitorari are fairly tight lipped and secrecy seems to be their true source of power. One might wonder if the Aurors know more about them than the public, or if they are in the dark as much as we are." Killian paused to take a drink of water so that he had could continue without actually pausing. "In 2028, there was a public appearance of Death Eater enthusiasts, but since it was quiet, one has to wonder whether or not that these were actually members of the Scitorari in one of the factions I mentioned to spread chaos and panic in the wizarding community. Even though they hid in the shadows for who knows how long, they made themselves known as ruthless killers when they killed the Head Auror, Nicolas King. He was at the alter saying his 'I do' when they struck him down. You might recognize that name because he used to be a Headmaster here."

Killian worked mentally to continue with the lesson since they had made a number of attacks in the more recent years. "A member of the Scitorari was caught when a woman, Avory Brandt, ran for Minister for Magic. She nearly won too. In March 2041, they made themselves known in a public appearance, advertising themselves and accusing the Ministry of lying. No arrests were made but their message was heard across the community between the students and adults. Another Scitorari member struck down a former Headmistress' daughter but he was promptly taken in. The Scitorari remained rather active since in 2046, another candidate for Minister for Magic was attacked by three members of the Scitorari just before election day with his memory wiped. Of course, they were caught and sentenced by the new Minister for Magic at that time." Killian leaned forward to put his arms on his desk, clasping his hands together.

"Things have been quiet so far, but how long will that last? As you heard, they will stoop low enough to murder to accomplish their goals, even if it is just to make themselves known that they are still around. From what I gather, it is namely for attention. Rest assured, the Ministry will deal with them like they have the Death Eaters, especially if they use Dark Arts. And with that, your History of Magic material is done. The next two lessons will be review." Killian tapped the board for their homework since it wasn't exactly research. "This is for extra credit only. Other than that, I have nothing else for you. Class dismissed." Killian snapped his fingers and the door opened to let the seventh years go.
Assignment: RP the lesson.
Extra credit: What is your opinion on the Scitorari? Are they worse than the Death Eaters? Worth up to 5 EC points.
 
Todd arrived for History of Magic class feeling a little sad that this was their last lecture. That meant NEWTs really were just around the corner and also graduation. Time was passing by quickly, and since Christmas it felt time had accelerated. Todd was happy that he had Penny to get through it all with but they hadn't really spoken about life after Hogwarts and Todd didn't know what to expect. It was all a bit scary to be honest that he tried not to think about it too much. He settled into his usual seat in the classroom then listened to Professor Borisyuk speak more about past Scitorari . There haven't been making a noise in recent years and that made Todd feel unnerved because it wasn't like they had gone away. At the end of the lecture, he finished up making his notes and waited for Penny before leaving the classroom with her.
 
The Gryffindor prefect wondered if he would be able to keep the badge once he graduated, or if he would have to turn it in. Chaos Zhefarovich the Second did not want to lose it because it was proof that he had done more than his father. It made him smirk at the sheer thought of accomplishing more. Chaos wanted to be a formidable force in the world one day, and this might be one of the keys. Chaos pinned the badge on his chest as he got ready in the Gryffindor dorm. He occasionally glanced at Kyon and wondered how in the world he managed to convince Emmanuel to date him. Such a waste of talent. Balancing them out, a smart boy and an idiot, it sort of made a normal person. It was a humorous thought that kept him entertained as he walked out to head to his next course.

Chaos walked in the History of Magic classroom and sat down in his seat. Soon enough, Professor Borisyuk let them know that they would be dealing with their last lecture. Then they would have to study. He wrote down the timeline of what all the Scitorari have done here in New Zealand. They even killed one of the Head Aurors at his wedding. That was brutal. And then another one almost became Minister for Magic. The headmistress’ daughter lost her life to the Scitorari, and then they attacked candidates again. Chaos paused when he heard that. He knew that one. Ioan Finch, his uncle's father in law. Things were quite now but even he had to wonder, as he gathered his things and left, how long would it truly last?
 

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