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Harrison's POV

The third level of the basement was where Battle Magic was held. The first room looked to be a regular classroom except that on the walls were lockers. There also appeared to be changing rooms to be used. Unlike the previous two classes, Battle Magic had students from all years and houses.

Electives were not set in stone, unlike core classes. A student could interchange them after a year. Or if they were kicked out of the class for whatever reason. If you took a new class in the middle of the year it was your responsibility to make up what you had missed. For electives, year groups were based on if you had already taken the course. If you had not you were put in year one regardless of what year your other classes were.

It would make things interesting if they had to duel higher years. They would have experience and higher spell knowledge than them. Harrison wasn't afraid though. No, he was excited. Everything about this class he was sure would be a challenge.

The seating arrangements were not something he agreed with. It was based on the strength of one's house. Leo was in the front being considered the strongest. While Lupus was in the back. When they tried to protest older students told them to shut or face their wands.

Internally Harrison swore revenge on the House of Leo. Those who thought they were better because they were apart of that house would pay. He might only be a first-year but he would learn quickly and use his garde status to his advantage. Learning as much magic as he could was key.

The door farthest from the one they entered opened. For a brief moment, Harrison's heart studdered. What was Sirius doing here? He wasn't a teacher but an auror.

It took several seconds to realize the man was a few inches too tall to be Sirius. His hair wasnt nearly as shaggy as Harrison's godfather's either.

As he analyzed further he realized that the man must be a Black. Family magic was a strange thing but he could sense Black's family magic on the man. He certainly dressed like someone from an Ancient and Noble house.

A white button-down dress shirt and black slacks of fine quality were fit to him. Muscles could be seen under the shirt telling them just how fit the man was. Over the shirt was a black battle robe with a bronze trim showing that he was a professor.

The man gave them a bored once over stopping briefly on Harrison before he began, "Welcome to Year 1 Battle Magic. I am Regulus Arcturus Black 6th Level Battle Mage. This class will be unlike any other you have. This class is certified by the Guild Council. If you do well you will become certified Battle Mages. Know this just because you are my students does not mean I will go easy on you. You must uphold the standards of all battle mages and earn your ranks. Now go to the lockers and place your hand on one. It will bring out battle robes that automatically change to your size. When you are done return here and we shall begin."

With that, they went to their lockers. Harrison chose the one closest to the entrance. It was just a gut feeling but something told him he would want to he closest to the door. Grabbing the plain black battle robes he went to the locker rooms. Immediately he stripped to his white undershirt and black trousers. As promised the battle robes shrunk to fit him perfectly. Something he noticed was that there were three patches that were blank. He wondered what that was about.

After checking that he could draw his wand from its holster easily he went back to the room. No one else had changed as fast as he had. Black gave him a nod of approval as he put away his school robes.

The next one out was Hunter who gave Harrison a lazy look but still stood next to him. Ten minutes later everyone stood in front of Black.

The man snapped, "You kids are too slow. If you want to make more than an A in this class then you better cut down your time to 2 minutes. Every day you will change into your battle robes at the start of class. I will start with or without you and points will be deducted if you can't keep up. Now follow me."

From there they followed the professor to a door on the far right. It was almost unnoticeable until you were directly on top of it. Black placed his hand on the door for a second and Harrison could feel magic reading his intention. Then he opened the door.

Inside was a larger version of what was in the house common rooms. Unlike at the common rooms, there weren't any colors or banners.

Black said once they were all inside, "This is our Battle Room. Battle room changes based on our needs. You have to be keyed into the wards to use it, however. The first two weeks of this term will be spent learning and mastering spells. After will be the battle squad signups. Those who are making an O will have the chance to make their own squad. Squad names have already been made and they cannot be changed. Neither can the crest bore with them. Work hard so that you have the chance to get onto a good squad. The importance of the squads will be revealed in two weeks. Now let's begin."

Disarming, stunning, and knockback charms were the day's spells. Black moved around the room checking everyone's form. He would adjust their forms to maximize the spell's efficiency and time consumption. When it was five minutes till class was over they were dismissed to shower and change.

It only took three minutes for Harrison to shower and a minute to change. After putting his battle robes back in his locker he left for ancient runes. Heading to the west side of the castle he found the ancient runes classroom.

Ancient runes were set up just like charms were. They took extensive notes on safety measures. Runic dictionaries in several languages were passed out. It took the entire first-class to get through the safety measures.

Once class was over they went straight to dinner. Everyone was starving from the long day. Harrison scarfed down as much food as he could. It wasn't anything fancy but it was filling. Unlike at other schools, the only drinks they had were water at lunch and dinner. They had the choice of water, coffee, or juice at breakfast.

From the great hall, he went to the library. The first thing he did was ask where to find the records on alumni. He was taken into the back corner of the library after the librarian took a look at his crest. It seemed she knew why he was asking.

It took two hours of searching and three books before he found what he was looking for. The books had fairly extensive information on all their alumni. Including one Matthew Keller.

Name: Matthew Keller

Status: Alive, Garde, Pureblood

Age: 39

Current Position:

Deputy Headmaster of Nightingale, Head of House for Lupus

Masteries:

Silver level Grandmaster Technomage: Spacial and Engineering specialties, Silver level Ward Master, Gold level Grandmaster Ancient Runes, Bronze level Master Inscriptions

Harrison sat back in his chair stunned. His head of house was so young but at the same time had more masteries than most wizards at the end of their lives. Ward master alone would make him sought after all over the world.

Technomagic was a completely different story. It wasnt a well-liked art, especially by the purebloods. There were only ten masters in the world currently. To think one was here in Nightingale.

Spacial magic was interesting to the young man. It fell under technomagics currently but it didn't really belong to any descriptor. Mainly used by the goblins and in small amounts the trunk shops, it was a forgotten art.

Standing he began to put the books he borrow back. The next step was to find the professor.