The Wicked

[Isidora Kozlova]

Isidora had been in the command room, after lessons were release. To her disbelief, she had mountain high assignments to finish before the summer break would start, from the looks of the pile she was no where to being finished. Drumstrang really was no joke, when it came to studying here. They took every little detail seriously and if you didn't do it right they were right to hold you back. Sometimes worst summer session. Though that rarely happens, since no one like staying in school during summer breaks. Isidora would have to do them, sooner or later the school year will end. And where would she be? I thought Hogwarts, but that's not going to happen, the veela girl thought than sigh seeing no point an avoiding it.

Let's go on to protective spells. The only good thing about these assignments, most were spells she needed to learn since she been slacking off really bad. Her weekend away with her family, has been doing her worst. Now she would have to explain to Lukyan why she would be failing, seeing as he did wrote a book about dark magic. And his niece failing wasn't in his books that he write for the school of Drumstrang. Becoming desperate after an hour pa studies, redid every spell she could remember, till her mind went blank and a spell backfired sending falling on the ground. It was a first time for everything, in this case the third, Isidora was beginning to think she wasn't right for this school at all. Its that feeling that told you it was true.

 

[Svetlana Vyshinsky]

It was a bit chilly outside, much too cold for Lana's liking and so she had decided to forgo the idea of getting fresh air, and instead come back inside the warm common room. It would be crowded for sure, She thought, walking in. Fortunately only a few people were present. This was surprising.... Perhaps they were all in the library? She inwardly shrugged. Regardless, for a little while she would get peace and quiet instead of the constant chatter that followed almost every student in this school.

Lana nearly picked a seat by the fireplace, but someone grabbed her attention. Isidora Kozlova. They were not in the same year, but Svetlana recognized her from random run in's in the hall ways. "Hey. Need any help?" Why not? Other wise, I'll be staring at the fire for hours.

 

[Isidora Kozlova]

Isidora head shot up when she saw Lana come in than ask if she needed some assistance. No, she wanted to say, cause anyone knows asking for help meant you weren't fairly educated. It meant more that you were weak. "Yesh very badly" her hard Russian accent swam fluently with her tongue, when she was in school she did not hide under another accent. Here, she let it all out, her language and all. Russian and broken English, here she didn't care. A lot Russian attended Drumstrang, so it was a benefit for her when some of the professor spoke in Russia just like any other language in the northen part Europe. "I have to learn advance protective spells and I don't even know any of them. Besides that, spells in duel. If I don't learn them, I'm going to flunk and get hurt of my dueling points. If you can help me than yeah, I really really need your help" she groan, pulling the end of her hair. Its all her fault, no one else.