Andunewen: I've got my English final exam on Monday but have no lust to practice for it. But then I remembered Parry the long-forgotten! So let's practice some English and give Parry a go.


Ms McMinagall led Parry, Grermione, Won, and some other students through long high corridors and about a dozen elevators, with every intention to confuse the new students so that they would not find their way out of the school. But there was no fear of Parry remembering the route they had taken, he was so completely charmed by Gonerva's sweet voice.

"Wogharts School of Fame and Favour has a very long and honourable history," she was lecturing. "The school was founded in 1960, and the head master has ever since been Dulbus Ambledore, and he has promised to go on and on and on with his work." (At this point there was a small sigh to be heard in Gonerva's speech indicating a strong opinion about something, which Parry however could not analyse any further.

McMinagall continued: "It is very hard to get into Wogharts, and those who make it already have to be very talented or very pros... proficient. Thus the school has specialized in giving its students the skills required in surviving in the challenging world of media, which is essential in being famous." Now Gonerva held a small pause and at the same time took a friendly glance at Parry and nodded. Parry nodded eagerly back. Gonerva continued: "The school is divided into four sections according to their study options. First there is Greasdor, which trains its students to become professional athletics and gives them the ability to make contracts with the best sponsors and the best biography authors. The other sections are Rambleclef for music, Humblepen for literature, and Shamelyn for drama. The most succesful of the school's sections is of course Greasdor, which has a tradition of having at least one Olympic Championship won by its students every second year. Non of the other sections have achieved the same. All of planet's most successive athletics have gone through Wogharts, including Lemus Rupin, Birius Slack, Jily and Lames Hotter, the Reasley brothers..."

"Excuse me, Ms," came a small voice somewhere next to Maco Dralfoy. Parry couldn't see who was speaking, the voice seemed to come from somewhere very close to the floor.

"Yes?" Gonerva asked sharply, turning on her heels and stopping.

The tiny voice continued: "What about the former students of other sections? Could you tell something about them?" Now Parry was able to notice two short boys next to Maco, one of them was talking shyly. McMinagall however had not seen the boy, and had no intention to answer to an anonymous spot.

"Ms, please," Maco took the turn. The two boys had blushed deep red. "Grabbe and Coyle would only like to know if it's true what they heard." Maco was seeming to gather some more courage himself too. "Has Toldevort studied at Wogharts?" he finally asked.

Some of the students went completely silent when they heard the question, but the name did not sound familiar to Parry. Neither did it do so to McMinagall, because she said: "I'm sure you'll hear a lot about the other sections if you start studying them. Unfortunately we have no time to get into that now." If Parry was not entirely mistaken, she had been disturbed by the question. He considered trying to memorise the name, but decided then that some actor was not important, if Gonerva did not bother to speak about him.

Gonerva gathered herself quickly back together and said briskly: "Here we are now." They were standing on a closed door that had a "This is It" sign hanging on it. "Soon you'll be let into the opening ceremony where you will be sorted into the sections," Gonerva continued. "Prepare, the press will be there," she added in remark.

So as Gonerva left them, Parry was finally able to take a look around himself. Behind him, in the long corridor they were standing in, were many (about 30, if you had asked for example Won) other students. There were both girls and boys (in equal numbers if you again had asked Won), and everyone was about the same age as Parry (damn boring if you had asked Won). All of the girls were very pretty, Parry noticed. Everybody was waiting, and there was some excited chattering going around. It was something about sorting and sections and food, but Parry did not hear very well because Grermione was saying something in a focus-into-me kind of tone.

"The sorting is so unimportant," she snapped. "Why do we have to go through it? It's obvious where we're going, we don't need any test to prove it. We could just go in front of the ceremony hall and give a short interview instead."

Parry caught a word from Grermione's speech. "A test? Do we have to go through a test?" he asked nervously. He did not have very good memories about the tests and exams he had to go trough in his former school.

"Relax, buddy," Won said to him. "We don't have to do anything. They just sort of screen us for what we are good at. There's no worrying, it's clear that we'll get into Greasdor."

Grermione was not happy with this. "Yes but it's still not a good process! They could screen us beforehand, so they could eliminate in time those who are not good for anything," she exclaimed. "Maybe I should indeed object! That would make me stand out in the ceremony."

Won gave a small laugh at that. "That wouldn't look very good. The school has traditions, Grer, and Dulbus ain't very adaptable with them. I guess you're just nervous," he said.

"No I'm not!" came very quickly from Grermione. "I know I'll get into Greasdor, I've never valued that other stuff they do in here. It just bothers me that they can't kick anyone out at the sorting ceremony. But I guess they just put the hopeless ones into Shamelyn then," she said happily, gaining back her selfconfidence. "Those weak ones asking after some... what was his name again?"

"Toldevort," came the answer before Parry and Won hurried to say that they did not remember. "And yes, he did study in Shamelyn some thirty years ago." The boy speaking was the same Parry had seen in the plane. The one dressed in the suit and speaking to the mobile phone.

"Let me introduce myself," he continued. "I am Leville Nongbottom. And who are you?"

It took a while from even Grermione answering, they were so startled by the interrupt from a mysterious looking stranger.

"I'm Grermione Hanger," she answered finally with a shiny smile. She had paid some attention into the expensive suite Leville was wearing. "A cheerleader. "And this is Parry Hotter," she said, grabbing Parry's arm at the same time.

"Nice to meet you," Leville said. He shook hands with all three of them, Won being able to introduce himself. "I guess you'll be going to Greasdor?" Leville asked them after that.

"Yes, naturally," Grermione answered.

"I see that I'm hanging out with the right people then," Leville answered and made Grermione giggle. Parry did not feel that good about the praise. There was something too flattering about it.

"Where are you going?" Won asked Leville.

"Oh, I don't know yet," Leville answered. "I'm sort of interested in intersectional studies and management, so I guess it doesn't matter where they are going to put me. But let me return to the subject Toldevort."

"Yes," Grermione got interested. "Why did they ask about him? I don't know him, he can't be anyone important, can he?"

"Well, it depends on from which perspective are you looking," Leville explained. "I would also like to call him unimportant, but unfortunately he has some prestige. He graduated from the drama section, yes, but he did not continue as an actor. He became a journalist. And now he is the leading media-criticiser of the country."

"Now I know who he is!" Won said. "My dad's been having a lot of trouble with him. I understand how he can achieve all that if he is an Wogharts insider."

Leville nodded at him. "Some criticism and rebellion could of course be tolerated, were there not this newest idea from him," he said darkly. Parry sensed that something bad was coming. "He is trying to put Wogharts down."


So that's it. Please review, so maybe we have guts to write continuation sooner than in 16 months.