WARNINGS- Slight Super!Hogwarts, as it takes a while for her to show any weaknesses, so it appears like she is omnipotent. Just let the plot develop. This is MA, meaning MATURE CONENT. This could be adult language, and will likely also be ADULT CONTENT. Sex scenes; maybe even Slash ones (yaoi). These will all be CLEARLY MARKED so if you don't want to read this then you can skip. It is unlikely that they will be crucial to the plot, but if so, a clean summary will be found at the bottom of the page.
Disclaimer-I am sure this will come as a great surprise, but I don't own Harry Potter (neither the films nor the books). Those rights belong to the proprietors and J.K Rowling. This is purelyfan fiction, and is not written to make profit.
Lady Hogwarts
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Previously
Harry could imagine Hermione's relief at this, and chuckled at the thought of a balloon deflating before inflating again. Appropriate.
"You will find maps in your planners instructing you on how to get to the Professors' classrooms, and you may want to try the 'secret' passageway to Professor Velocita's room, as other while it shall be quite a walk.
"Now, I wish you all the sweetest of dreams. Good night.
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Chapter Two
Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Madness- Baggy Trousers
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"After perusing the notes, or rather lack of notes, your previous Defense 'teachers' have left summarising your progress, I have decided that I will have to devise a way of testing your ability in order to separate you into groups. With the support of Professor Séduire, we have decied that the best way to do this will be…"
The class of seventh years groaned, knowing exactly what was coming.
"…a test."
"I say a test, but what I actually mean is several tests. Over the next five lessons, myself, Professor Séduir, Professor Lupin and Lady Hogwarts will put you through a series of gruelling tests to gauge just how prepared you are to leave this safe-house of a school and face the current war; no matter the side."
"May I introduce my fellow examiners?" With a brandish of his hand, Proffesor Velocità drew attention to the stairs at the head of the classroom just as the aforementioned members of staff walked down the stairs,
"Each teacher shall oversee their own chosen test, each of us searching for different agreed upon qualities, before all of us coming together to conduct one last, challenging test."
The students looked scandalised at the thought of the challenge, not at all confident in their abilities no matter how many had fought battle before, and even Harry, the school's proclaimed Defence King, looked nervous.
Hermione could be heard muttering under her breathe, reminiscent of scenes just before the Sorting inn First year, Ron's green complexion clashed awfully with his hair, and Neville looked such a shade of deathly pale Lady Hogwarts held a genuine fear that he would faint.
"Do not worry too much!" Lady Hogwarts chuckled, amused by the reactions.
"Although it will certainly not be easy, we do not expect you to wow us. We simply want to be able to put you all into differentiated groups that will help you improve and learn as much as you possibly can. Even though Professor Velocità will be your main teacher, within your groups you shall also have a tutor who will assist you outside of lessons also."
"This could include any extra lessons they feel necessary."
Some pupils perked up at the mention of extra lessons, whilst others looked appalled.
"You mean you want us to spend our spare time doing more work!" The dismayed tone was blended well with the recognisable drawl of one Draco Malfoy, although the staff clearly heard it if Lady Hogwarts' raised eyebrow was any indication.
"Yes, Mr Malfoy. You shall be spending your spare time on more lessons. I already have permission from the parents, don't fear. Even yours."
The predictable protests was stopped in its tracked, and Malfoy looked too confounded by the fact that his father had kept something from him to continue his argument.
"We have given you this lesson to prepare as well as any extra time you wish before the next lesson. You have free access to all books found in this room and you are allowed to talk, so lease do not hesitate to do so." Velocità stated before turning around to talk to his fellow members of staff.
The pupils were quick to burst into action.
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The upcoming tests played greatly on the Seventh years minds as they wandered down to the Great Hall for lunch, all buzzing with nervous chatter, sharing half-hearted strategies as to what they planned to do in order to revise.
This time, the lack of attendance from one Ronald Weasley went unnoticed.
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"This shall be a test of endurance."
The class could be found standing in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch, shifting uneasily as the voice of their new teacher echoed eerily over the ground, yet the teacher himself could not be seen.
"You can see a series of figures, mannequins if you will, in rows to the front of you. If you could each stand on your own in front of one of these rows, please."
The students were slow to move, desperate to use whatever means possible to delay the test, until eventually all the Slytherin and Gryffindor Seventh-years were situated in front of a mannequin.
It was bitingly cold outside, typical autumn weather on Scotland, but there was not a coloured scarf to be seen. Instead, each pupil wore plain trousers and t-shirts; plain clothing in which it was easy to manoeuvre.
The harsh morning did nothing to quell the queasiness each child, or perhaps young adult, felt at the sight of the faceless figures in front of them. They stood at approximately six feet tall, of average width and genderless. They were grey, cold things; intimidating in their inhuman natures.
It was certainly to be an interesting test.
"In a moment, barriers will erect between each of you to stop you from tracking each other's progress. However, before that, I suppose I should tell you what to do."
"As soon as the barriers appear, you will be expected to launch a series of spells at the mannequins in front of you, without moving from where you stand. The spell choice will be up to you, Depending on the power you put behind the spell, you will gradually weaken the mannequin until it flashes red and will disappear."
"You may be required to launch several spells before moving on, and the more mannequins you 'vanquish,' the harder they will be to defeat. Once you have defeated the mannequin you will sprint forwards about ten metres to a black line that will appear before attempting to vanquish the nest dummy."
"During this test, we shall be measuring a number of things. The first will be your heartbeat. We will also be documenting each spell you use and the power behind it. This means that any illegal curses are, unfortunately, strictly prohibited."
"I wish you the best of luck. You have twelve minutes to do as much as you can. You may begin."
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As soon as the barrier was up, the silence set in and it was unnerving.
The mannequin in front of him loomed tall and strong about two metres in front of him, and the boy squandered some time just staring before realising that he had a limited time and lifting his well-polished wand.
"Stupefy." The spell was dictated clearly, but wasn't shouted, and the control in his voice was evident.
Really, that first mannequin never stood a chance.
It flashed red and he sprinted forwards, breath remaining steady as he approached the black line and looked on at the next obstacle.
"Stupefy." This time the simple stunning spell wasn't enough, and although the dummy almost seemed to tilt backwards slightly, the red flash didn't appear.
"Stupefy." The voice was louder, and this time successful, and the figure once again sprinted forwards.
Well, this is easy!He thought.
Five minutes later and the control was gone, replaced instead with panting breathes and a quavering wand arm.
"Stupefy." The shout was loud and desperate, yet still the light did not appear.
"Petrificus totalus!"
"Bombarda!"
"Reducto!"
Finally the mannequin flashed away and the tired body stumbled forward, frantic in his need to both do well and rest.
How much longer must I do this?
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"Expelliarmus!"
As soon as the spell conquered the mannequin the adolescent sprinted forward to the next one, mind focused simply on repeating the spell until the figure was removed from his way.
"Expelliarmus!"
Six down, no idea how many to go.
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If I start off with the basic spells that require less power, use control and work my way up, then I should be able to conserve as much energy as possible.
Expelliarmus. Reducto. Bombarda. Incendio. Stupefy. Incarcerous.
Wasting time. Need to quicken up the pace now.
Incendio is consuming too much energy and doesn't have immediate effects; wastes time. Stop using that spell.
Stupefy works well, so will continue with this now. Incarcerous will require too much energy for slow effects, not dissimilar to Incendio.
Approximately seven minutes left. If I am aiming for more than twenty I need to go faster now.
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"Flipendo! Gee! Me ma' would be proud o' dat one! Look at him go!"
"No! Must focus! Come on me lad, think of all dat' awaits ya at de end of this. Ah nice refreshing Butterbeer and some sypa'ty from de girls. Just what de poor bloke needs."
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At the end of the twelve minutes a sharp whistle was heard and both the barriers and the mannequin's disappear, revealing a group of equally tired students.
"Well done. All that you have done here today will aid us in our assessment of your ability."
"You have been excused from your next lesson, so you have a free hour period then lunch time to recuperate, so make sure you take advantage of this."
"You should all be proud of what you have achieved this lesson. Dismissed."
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In the end, the students had about two and a half hours to recuperate as their DADA lesson had only lasted half of the normal time.
The test itself has been nothing like what the class had been expecting.
"I thought we'd be duelling or something!" Ron groaned, part of the group of Gryffindors that were traipsing slowly back to the castle.
The long walk between the Pitch and the entrance seemed even longer than normal, and not nearly as enjoyable as when the school was celebrating a Quidditch win.
"I know, mate." Harry agreed, trying to stretch his aching arm muscles but stopping at the twinges of pain he received whenever he tried to lift them higher than at a 45 degree angle from his side.
"Jesus, I did not enjoy that."
"Agreed, mate. Agreed."
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C'est fini! Just the chapter though! Not the whole story. =D
Still only five reviews so I would really love if you could leave me one, though thanks again to Mika the Dark Princess and god of all.
Tried to mix it up this time with some point of view changes, but I left it open and didn't use name to see if you could recognise the character.
There you go, my little test for you.
Which character goes with which short anecdote of their experience in…THE TEST!...?
There are five of them and it probably isn't that difficult, but please give it a go.
Thanks for reading XD and reviewing (please).
Hope you are enjoying so far, and if you spot any mistakes, please tell me. I have no Beta so you probably will find some, although I have already checked it over a few times.
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