Great Hall…
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…
The hall was filled with students talking and chatting rather quickly. Somehow, they knew that this day was going to be different. And so are the other days that will follow. The reason? Because they were getting the honor of being taught by the very people who made Hogwarts! Professor McGonagall, the Head Mistress, gave out new schedules. They were shocked to see that the schedules were arranged by year, and not by houses anymore.
7th Year Class Schedule
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Teacher: |
Place: |
Time: |
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Rowena Ravenclaw |
Astronomy Tower |
8:00 – 9:50 |
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Godric Gryffindor |
Field |
10:00 – 11:50 |
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LUNCH |
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LUNCH |
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Helga Hufflepuff |
Potion's Classroom |
1:00 – 2:50 |
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Salazar Slytherin |
Hagrid's Hut |
3:00 – 4:50 |
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DINNER |
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DINNER |
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Harry Potter |
Great Hall |
7:00 – 8:00 |
"Come on!" Hermione said to Ron, "We've got 5 minutes before our first class, Ron! Hurry up!"
Ron grinned, knowing just how excited Hermione was to learn from the smartest witch the world has ever seen, Rowena Ravenclaw. "I'm coming!"
Three minutes later, they opened the door to the classroom. They saw Rowena Ravenclaw (AN:// From now on, it's only Rowena, ok?) smiling at them as they entered as if she knew something about them. Her Star of Illusion necklace was glowing a whitish-blue.
"Good morning!" Rowena greeted when all the 7th years have gathered; the students greeted back.
"As you all know, my name is Rowena Ravenclaw, and I'm going to teach you about – "She started, but continued with, "But before that… "I just noticed that I don't know your names yet. Let's make this interesting shall we?"
"What? We're playing a game?"
"Something like that. Now, direct your wands to your throat and when I count to three, think of a different language and say 'Langwehous-Sonoru.' It will make you understand and speak the language that you thought of."
A Ravenclaw student raised his hand and asked, "But if we do that, then we wouldn't be able to understand each other. How can we introduce ourselves to you?"
Beaming, Rowena said, "That's why you're all going to say 'Ugandi-umpala' to understand the different languages after!"
"Wands to the throat!" Rowena ordered, "Three!"
Simultaneously, each student said, 'Langwehous-Sonoru,' then after, 'Ugandi-umpala.'
'Let's start with you.' Rowena said, pointing to a tall girl sitting beside a boy we all know that has dirty-blonde hair. 'We'll go around from left to right.' The students all understood her, even though she was speaking in Ancient Egyptian language.
'My name is Pansy Parkinson,' Pansy said in German.
'I am Draco Malfoy,' the prideful Slytherin uttered in perfect Italic.
The class went on like that for an hour and by the time it reached Ron, who spoke in Arabic, and Hermione, who spoke in Indonesian, it was already 9:20
"That's really all what I have in mind to do today, so…. Anyway, I know most of you have some good questions about the founder's existence in the world right now, so that's what we'll do. Start up the questions!" Rowena said in a playful voice.
A Ravenclaw student put her hand up immediately.
"Yes Ryan?"
"Do you also have a Sorcerer's Stone that keeps you alive, like Nicholas Flamel once had?"
Rowena laughed and said, "No. I think it's better that we just tell you our story. Ok, here it goes… When I was just about 25 years old, me, Helga, Salazar, and Godric were called to a meeting with our father."
"Our father, Professor?" A Hufflepuff student, Gina Otis, interrupted.
"Yes. Our father." Rowena said, "The four of us are siblings."
Ron raised his hand and asked, "Then why don't you have the same last names?"
"Because people had the right to choose their own last names, then." Rowena answered, "And as closely knit brothers and sisters, we're all twins in fact, we agreed that we would choose a last name that starts with the letter of our first name. Hence that Helga's last name became 'Hufflepuff,' Godric's 'Gryffindor,' Salazar's 'Slytherin,' and my Rowena's 'Ravenclaw.'"
"Continue on with the story, please, Professor," Hermione said.
"Where was I?" Rowena asked.
"At the part where you were called in a meeting by your father," Blaise Zabini, a Slytherin, said.
"Oh yeah!" Rowena cheered, "Anyway, our father told us that he couldn't die because of a curse that was put on him and our mother in a battle with a dragon. Our mother was pregnant with us at that time and some of the curse reflected on us, making us unable to die, too."
"Oooooooooh," The class wailed.
"Look at the time! It's already 9:45? My! How time sure passes by when you're having fun!" Rowena said, her language British once again, "I had fun today. Say 'Finite Incantatum' and you may go. See you all tomorrow!"
The students left, whispering amongst themselves about how much fun they had. Even though all they did was introduce themselves to their teacher. It was a fun experience, especially because Rowena Ravenclaw taught it. They were now heading to their second class of the day… with Godric Gryffindor.
AN:// So how did it go? Good or bad? Tell me, ok? Don't leave me hanging or I'll leave you hanging! Bye!
