Start of Year Feast!

[Ava King]

Professor Ava Davershire joined in as the Great Hall filled with cheers and claps, welcoming the new students to each of their houses. Sorting was such an exciting time but Ava bet that many of the first years were relieved that it was over and they now knew where they would be for the next seven years. She remembered fondly back to her sorting day, though Hogwarts New Zealand didn't exist at that time; which was a scary thought and not one that she'd share willingly with everyone.
After the Hall quietened down slightly, Ava removed the sorting stool and hat, not wanting to deny the young witches and wizards of their feast any longer than needed. Approaching the podium, a silence fell over the Hall. "Before we begin the amazing feast that has been prepared for you all, I have a couple more things to say. I am Professor Ava Davershire, and I am the Headmistress - as some of you may know. We have five new Professor's with us, so join me in welcoming them; we have Professor Landon Dalton, who will be teaching Charms, years One through Four, Mikolaj Lukosevicius, teaching Flying. Professor Misha Haden, who will be teaching Charms, years Five to Seven. Professor Simon Blackmoore teaching Muggle Studies Five through Seven, and Professor Cecily Rambolt for Herbology, One to Four." Ava smiled at the two new Professors, clapping along with the crowd.
Ava looked back at the students, feeling her own stomach grumbling. It was time to wrap things up knowing that the young student's stomachs were probably way more empty than her own. "I hope you have all emptied your brains and are ready for a year of learning - keep out of trouble, but have fun! And now, we eat." Ava grinned at the Hall as the plates filled with food. Ava swiftly made her way back to her seat before filling her plate with some food and turning to the Professors next to her and began chatting.

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[Albertus Vermeulen]

Albie had slipped in to the Great Hall, as he was prone to do, discreetly sitting amongst his new fellow Slytherins without drawing too much attention to himself. At 15, with muscles developed from many years of rugby, he looked as though he could be a fifth or sixth year, maybe even seventh. However, due to his lack of magical knowledge, he was stuck in third year, much to his chagrin. Of course, he could be reasonable - he knew that he'd only been taught enough to scrape past the second year, and by being put in to third year, he was being given the opportunity to develop his magic skills and knowledge by a lot. Sure, he wouldn't be graduating until he was 20, but he supposed he'd just have to deal with that.

Anna, one of the last to be sorted, had joined him in Slytherin, taking a seat a little further down the table from him. Albie smiled, fondly. The poor girl was probably hopelessly overwhelmed. Anna never really did cope with change. Albie, meanwhile, made change his own. He hoped she'd be able to adapt to life at Hogwarts quickly. At the very least, they were in the same house, so he'd be able to keep a close eye on his little sister. Not that she would allow him to.

He clapped along with the others as the new professors were introduced. All the professors were surprisingly young - the Charms professor only a few years older than himself. He blanched a little at the thought. Putting that out of his mind quickly, though, he turned to the food in amazement. He'd never seen a spread like this before. Not willing to deny his stomach any longer, he reached over for some food, ready to enjoy the feast and enjoy the next year at Hogwarts New Zealand.