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Chapter 20 - Classes begin
A Hogwarts Interlude
It was strange to be walking the halls of Hogwarts without any students in November. But these were also unfamiliar times. All the teachers had chosen to remain at the school and hunt down the monster as soon as possible. Some like Argus and Sybil were staying in their rooms for various reasons. Others like Gilderoy were flaunting around the school saying he knew everything, yet didn't do anything either.
The rest of the teachers had split into two groups with the unspeakables and a small group of Aurors. There was the research group trying to find out what or who had petrified Mrs Noris. And then there was the hunt or patrol team. That team was trying again to find the Chamber of Secrets and keep an eye out for the possible petrifier. The research team had already looked up the history from the last time the chamber had been opened. Minerva had tried hard to forget about that year of her schooling. She had never been friends with Myrtle, but she hadn't wanted the girl dead either. Now to have the same situation again. At least the students were safe.
"Any news" Minerva walked into the progress meeting. Every day the senor staff members met with the senior members of the unspeakables and Auror team. They all needed to be on the same page and know the same information if they were to solve this mystery.
"No" Albus sighed. The old wizard was definitely starting to look his age. "And the longer this goes on the higher chance of not re-opening after Christmas. If that happens, then we stand to permanently lose some students."
"I think that is the least of your problems right now" the head of the unspeakable team spoke.
"To right" the Minister flooed in. Minvera had to fight to keep her lip from curling. The man had been throwing one barrier in their way after another, first over closing the school. Then Malfoy had tried to get Dumbledore removed. Then Fudge had tried to blame Hagrid since he had been expelled for it the first time. It was only their combined efforts that stopped the half-giant been carted off to Azkaban. Even after all that there had been complaints about cost, talk of updating the wards, talking of restricting what schools the students could attend. It was a logistical nightmare. "Though if Harry Potter doesn't return this will be on you."
"Potter does what he likes with no thought to the consequences" Severus's lip curled.
"Harry Potter is a national icon and needs to behave" Fudge glared at them. "And it is your mess that has caused all this trouble."
"Our mess" Pomona glared "We had nothing to do with this. Only Albus and Filius was teaching here the last time all this happened. This has nothing to do with us. Not to mention we have been asking about the wards for years, and you have been telling us, no that there isn't the manpower to do so. This is everyone's fault. Not to mention Harry Potter is a boy and a student. He should be treated as such. He isn't a pawn to be used."
"Enough" Albus spoke. "There is nothing that can be done about the students at the moment. Harry is included in that. He is safe at his relatives now. Right now, we need to find whatever is causing this. Has there been any progress in determining what could be the cause of all this?"
"No" the head unspeakable spoke. "There are a few creatures that can cause this non-native to Britain. There are a few spells that cause similar effects but non-specific to this and non that affect animals. We have also been looking into the diary that was sent in. It is some of the darkest magic I have ever seen. I am sure it is tied into this somehow. We are looking into this Tom Riddle and who he might have been. Though for some reason, records are scarce."
"So no further there. What about the hunt and patrol?" Albus looked towards the Aurors.
"We have found several rooms and places in the castle that was hidden or previously unknown. There was one room we thought might be it due to all the pranks and traps. It gave us a little trouble. But it turned out to be some students study and research room. Whoever they are are quite inventive."
"Weasley twins" Minerva found her lips twitching. Filius and Pomona had to smother their grins while Severus uped his glare.
"Yes, well. It was nothing. We have been looking in parts of the forest. Were you aware, there is a large Acromantula Colleny in that forest? They are not our monster, though, from my knowledge, they can't cause this sort of petrification."
"They can't, only paralyse from their venom."
"Right well something needs to be done about them anyway. Then there is the Centars, unicorns, Thestrals, Hippergriffs and a few other mostly harmless creatures. As long as you know what you are doing anyway."
"So a dead end. Very well we keep going as we are hoping this can be solved by Christmas."
"There is one other thing" the head unspeakable spoke.
"Yes"
"We think we might have found the source of your curse on the defence position."
"Really" Minerva found herself looking over.
"If it is what we think, then it is tied to several objects. The bed, desk, chair, blackboard and office door. It is only when you are in contact with those for a significant period will it activate. We only found it due to combing with our strongest spells, and it isn't going to be easy to break. But it seems to be a good lead."
"Well, at least something came from this. See what you can do, and we can hope it is correct. In the meantime, let's get back to work, we will meet again in a few days."
"Albus..."
"No Cornelius. I will not remove Harry from his relatives and place him with a magical family..." Minerva quickly left what was a frequent conversation. She had work to do.
The next two weeks continued in the same fashion. They were just settling down to eat dinner at the start of December when a hurried owl flew into the great hall.
"What is it, Albus?" Minerva asked as the old man opened it.
"It is from Arabella Figg, she watches over Harry. She hasn't seen him, and when she spoke to Petunia, she was told Harry had run away."
"Ungrateful brat can't even stay where he is told to. As if we don't have enough going on as it is. Now we must run all over looking for him."
"Severus now isn't the time."
"No, it isn't. I'll ask for a select few order members to look for him. No one tells Cornelius about this; it is the last thing we need. Severus if you can make some discreet enquiries though your contacts."
"If I must headmaster."
"Thank you. I shall do the same"
The following three weeks were tense before more news arrived. This time it came from the ICW.
"Harry has been found," Albus told them in a private meeting, just the heads of house.
"Where is he?"
"Living in one of the hostals abroad. Apparently, a teacher from a prospective school moved him there."
"So it will be easy to return him home?" Pomona asked.
"Apparently the Dursleys are under review for abuse."
"Telling lies as always for attention."
"Harry doesn't lie Severus" Minerva sighed.
"Need that what it may. Harry can't be returned until the inquiry from the ICW has gone through. The benefit is he is now an ICW citizen and safe from Cornelius. He can't leave the hostal except for school until the inquiry is completed or Harry finds a home he wants to move to."
"Should have been moved their years ago. Harry told you himself he wasn't happy at the Dursleys" Minerva pressed her lips together.
"So Potters relatives spanked him or refused him extra helpings of pudding. That isn't abuse."
"Really Severus you call yourself observant. Harry is underweight, and bearly eats as it is."
"Attention seeking..."
"Enough! There is nothing to be done. But he is safe."
"Do we know what school Mr Potter will be attending?" Filius asked.
"No. It was one of my contacts that informed me of the move. I know nothing else. But Harry is too young to attend any of the schools that would prevent him from returning. I am sure he will, and I will get in contact with him. This inquiry shouldn't go anywhere. I shall speak to Petunia myself. In the meantime, we need to get the school safe by Easter. Less chance for some of the older children to be tempted away."
"Very well" the all nodded and left.
Minerva frowned and shared a look with Filius. Harry wasn't one for telling lies. He wasn't one for embellishing the truth. Harry would avoid speaking about a subject but didn't lie. If anything, he downplayed everything. Something didn't sit right with her. If anything Minerva was starting to think Harry might be better off away from Hogwarts, away from Cornelius Fudge. All she cared about was her lions were safe and happy because even if the students left Hogwarts. They would always be one of her lions.
Magare Akademi
Sunday 3rd January
When Harry woke, it took him a few minutes to realise he was in the infirmary and saw Isur sleeping in a transfigured chair next to his bed. His whole body ached, and he felt bogged down more than he ever had. Groaning he tried to sit only to find it made his head spin so gave up.
"Harry" Isur woke and quickly handed him his glasses. "I'm sorry I tried to get you out quick enough, but they set the fireworks off early. You're not the only sensitive here. They're supposed to give a warning as well and didn't. Most sensitives are affected by fireworks, especially indoor ones like those."
"Not your fault."
"The headmistress is going to be furious. I saw her leaving early on so she should have escaped, but we'll not know until lunch what happened." It was then that the curtain opened and Madam Wood popped her head around.
"Glad to see you awake Harry. How you feeling? Truthfully please."
"OK," he stated and then at her glare expanded a little. He didn't want to be kept in the infirmary. "A bit bogged down."
"He was dizzy earlier when trying to sit up."
"Traitor."
"Hey you have to be honest with healers, or it could get worse."
"I will also warn you that as someone on medical watch if you don't tell us when you are ill, and you end up here sick, you could be put on twice a week or even daily medical checks. This goes for if you don't tell us how you are feeling fully when asked as well."
"Your kidding."
"No" she shook her head, and Harry paled. "Now you are fine, all your problems stem from the overexposure to magic. Your body can't process it like others, and that's what makes you sensitive to it. It builds up, some things just trigger it more than most. That will all go away after a purification bath."
"Showers will be busy today, many go after fireworks to help those affected."
"We have almost a full house today, and I am told the headmistress is on the warpath with the firework team from last night. Everything was going fine but them going off before was on purpose for a prank. They are banned permanently, detention, grounding, essays."
"Big trouble."
"Very, no one will be trying that again for a while."
"When can I go?"
"Later, there are that many needing baths and showers today a schedule was made. Your just after dinner after the report we got from the first one. You'll be staying until then."
"Great" Harry sighed and closed his eyes. Only his second day and he was in the infirmary, even if it wasn't his fault.
The day in the infirmary passed slowly. Agnar and his dorm mates did pop in, even Richard, though it was short. Isur bearly left his side, and when he did Nymira or Luke was there. It was different. That would never have been allowed at Hogwarts. Even more, when he found out, Isur had slept with him after having a quick shower to make sure he was safe. Oliver, Susan, Cedric and even Aspen popped their heads around as well bringing the two first years.
Harry had never met Aspen or the first years before. Evie Wakelin had been mixed up in the wrong care system debacle and was a Gryffindor. So Harry had met her in passing before. She was a small girl with shoulder brown hair and brown eyes. Harley Brogden had also been placed under the wrong care provider and had been a Ravenclaw. He was only a little taller then Evie with short blond hair and blue eyes. Susan and Oliver he had already seen. Oliver had just joked that he was breaking in the infirmary. In contrast, Susan had been worried about him been there so soon. Harry had just said at least Malfoy wouldn't hear of it and got a smile from both of them.
Cedric Diggory had been the Hufflepuff seeker and was a fourth year. He had sandy blond hair and blue eyes. Cedric though seemed to realise what been a sensitive meant for him. The older boy was worried about future fireworks. Aspen Burke was a fifth year and former Slytherin. She was a Sorcerer potential like he was and had long black hair and grey eyes.
"You'll work on it, and we'll help" she eyed him.
"Why would you want to help, though?"
"We're the Hogwarts group. We come from a once-great school that's now fallen. All of us need tutoring to some degree to get caught up. It's up to us to prove that we can be as good as everyone else. That it's not the students themselves but the teachers and board that allowed it to happen. It doesn't matter that we're all the most powerful and would never reach that there, we need to work together and look out for each other."
"And I'm the most vulnerable is that it."
"No, that's not it Potter" she looked at him. "You're a sensitive, a rare gift, you can't always control it but can learn to manage it. We're all going to be watched, and I was close enough to see them getting ready to set them off last night. I was the one that told the headmistress it was on purpose after they tried to frame an accident. Some others backed me up after that."
"But that would make you a target, your a Slytherin."
"Was. Ambition can be a big thing, Potter, but I also play by the rules, and they caused a number to be effected. The sensitive gift runs in my family. That could have been me in other circumstances. I have it much more mild that I can see magic, but that's it."
"Right" he looked at the girl.
"Regardless Aspens right." Oliver shook his head. "We'll look out for each other, be the best in our years. The headmistress said we were like any other student so let's get to that point and prove we should be the same. Its one thing saying it but another for the students to do it."
"I see your point. Hufflepuffs were always hard-working, but this is going to take time."
"We have one from every house here, sometimes more. We're some of the most powerful, or actually, the most powerful Hogwarts had to offer. Magere is just starting to climb the ranks of the international schools. But its already one of the best and climbing. Let's show them why we were accepted. Its hard work, but it will be rewarding. Imagine if someone else from Hogwarts came and saw what we had done."
"Would be nice to see there faces" Harley grinned.
"Not to mention they are going to try and get us back. Especially Potter"
"Maybe even by force. We need to learn to protect ourselves" Oliver nodded. "We look out for each other. Make friends outside our group, but if there is trouble we put a stop to it. And right now Harry you do need help, we all do. Just know that if you need it, you can call on me. Remember the team looked out for each other before. There is seven of us. Enough to make a Quidditch team. We're a team, we look out for each other in the same way."
"The older ones keep an eye on the younger, knowing they could be the biggest target. But still know they need people watching their own backs. That means Evie, Harley, Harry and Susan, who is in the middle" Cedric looked at them, and Harry saw Oliver and Aspen nodding. Harry sighed he was on the younger half. Susan's birthday was earlier in the year than his own in December. There was nothing he could do, Evie and Harley were looking more relaxed at the older kids words knowing they weren't alone. The only problem was even after spending time at the Hostal; Harry was still stuck on doing as much as he could on his own.
It was after dinner when Isur and Luke helped him along to the bath. Nymira met them already in her wetsuit. The others could have helped him, but Isur had brought Rose with him wanting them to talk.
"Thanks."
"All of us need help sometimes, even those Alphas when they get sick. Its give and take. Just be careful, your on watch if you work with them you can come off, or it can get worse."
"Isur didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"I'm not coming off watch. I'm under medical watch by the gifts department due to my combination."
"Ouch. OK just work with them, or it will still get worse, and you might be able to wiggle two week or month checks if you work with them."
"It's hard."
"I know, and it takes time. Just try." Rose turned around so he could get his trousers and boxers off and swim trunks on. She then turned back to help with his t-shirt before they met the others to put his things in the locker.
"Harry just know you can talk to me and I'm here like Isur if you need it. I know there are some things I only ever talked about to others under the OSS as great as my mentor is."
"Thanks." from there she left, and they headed to the bath. Harry tried, but like the last time, he was unconscious and out by the end of it.
Monday 4th January
For the third time in three days, Harry woke somewhere different, and it was becoming a bit disconcerting. The wall was a light blue colour, and rolling over, he saw there were two single beds and a dresser, but that was it. Two doors led off the room, and Harry wondered where they went. It was then that one of the doors opened to show Isur.
"Morning, Harry."
"Where are we?"
"One of the extra rooms they are used for various reasons. You ready to get up."
"Yeh" he sat up and looked around, feeling a lot better than yesterday.
"Better?"
"Guess the bath knocked me out."
"Not surprised after the fireworks, more then a few were as well."
"That was strange. It was like waves coming at me getting stronger and stronger."
"Hopefully, people will have learned their lesson."
"Hopefully" Harry responded, but he was doubtful, some people never learned.
Getting out of bed was a little effort, but as soon as he was up, it was no problem to get moving. Isur showed him back through the school from where they had been staying. The Wolverine Wing was a teachers area. But Isur told him the lower rooms remained reserved for students that needed isolating or monitoring for various reasons. To leave, they had to go down the stairs to the first floor. Then along the corridor with the martial arts, duelling and battle magics classrooms before Harry knew where he was at the crossroads.
Getting back to his room, Richard, Arghama and Valerio were already up and dressed in their uniforms. All three of them were wearing their dark blue outer robes with Navy trousers and black shoes. Richard had his dark red tie and then the same bands on his arm from the formal, dark red and dark blue. Valerio and Arghama had yellow ties and a dark blue and yellow bands on their arms.
"How are you?"
"Alright," Harry shrugged and went to get changed out of the pyjamas and dressing gown someone had changed him into last night. Agnar was up and awake, getting dressed into his martial arts uniform. The blue jacket and trousers with an orange belt that had a white strip though it. Around his arm was the dark blue and dark red bands.
"Harry!"
"Morning."
"Where did you go last night?"
"They put me in some sort of room at the bottom of the teachers tower with Isur."
"That's good. We have Marshal Arts before lunch so you can quickly get changed before Arithmacy or get ready now."
"I'll just get ready now." Harry shook his head and went to get his blue gi on with the white belt. Then he added the dark green and purple bands to his arm. It was strange getting his things together while not been dressed in his old Hogwarts uniform. As they left the room to get their books and stationery off the bookshelves, he saw that Emberi was also in his martial arts uniform with the same belt as Agnar. He also had his black school shoes on as Agnar had told him. Everyone was getting their books, and the others made sure that he had the correct ones for Transfiguration, Norwegian and Arithmancy that morning.
Heading downstairs and seeing everyone in different coloured uniforms from dark blue, red, dark grey and black was strange. But it wasn't just the different coloured uniforms. But also the different types. From their marshal arts uniforms to the outdoor uniform and the indoor ones. Then you had the teachers and scholars moving about in other clothes as well. The school looked like more of a village than a school. The dining hall was teeming with students and teachers as they found a table together. They took it in turns to go and get breakfast from the tables around the sides of the room. Before at the formal, the teachers had sat there, but today the teachers were seated with the students.
Transfiguration was on the first floor down the Coyote wing with charms, wandless and animagus. The classroom was again, nothing like Hogwarts. At Hogwarts, the walls had been stone with windows along one wall and different pictures up on the walls. The tables were in two rows, and students sat in two to a table. However, at Magere, there were four rows of single tables and two smaller windows. There was not just pictures on the walls but also books on shelves. As there were only 30 students in their year, there was only 30 in the class. This was again different from Hogwarts as there had only been about 20 students to a lesson there.
Harry sat at the front with Agnar as the rest of their dorm sat around them. Harry was even more thankful when Barnabas Moonlord walked in and sat at the back of the classroom with Vesh Rowan, Marguis Persia and Oreth Poth. Looking around, Harry noticed there was a mix of robes, bands and people in martial arts uniforms. Everyone was taking out their books, penile cases, quills and foci. Harry quickly hurried to copy them before Agnar pointed to a hook on the side of his desk to hang his bag.
As soon as he had finished, the door opened, letting in a short woman with long blond hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a pale blue robe, but Harry's eyes zeroed in on the bands around her arm. Orange for Omega and Dark Blue for creature.
"Welcome back second years and welcome to Miss Bones and Mr Potter. My name is Lurline Gurkie, and I am a Veela. Today we will be continuing where we left off with inanimate to inanimate transfigurations..." Lærer Gurlie lectured for 20 minutes on the different properties of the materials they were transfiguring before setting them off with the spell. As soon as they had started, Harry realised, it would be both easier and more difficult then Hogwarts. They had never got to items this large before, turning a large rock into a large wooden chest for their rooms. It could be any colour or design. But the most significant thing he had transfigured at Hogwarts so far was a small jewellery box from a wooden cube. They had never done cross materials in something this size. However, knowing about the difference in materials did help.
By the end of class, Harry had a wooden box that opened but didn't have much design. Susan was the same, while most of the class did have a chest.
"Homework is to finish off your chest and write a report on how the Transfiguration went for next class. Please also bring the chests back as we are not finished with them. We will be looking at adding to an existing transfiguration." Harry wrote this down in the diary he had gotten before packing up and filing out.
"We've never added to a transfiguration before, only cancelled it and started again. This will be something you're almost on even footing for."
"It was the size that was the problem. We've never done something that big before."
"Its harder for the lower potentials at our age. But for us, it shouldn't be too much difficulty. It's actually easier for us to work on something bigger and then get smaller as we get more control. Give it until Easter, and you'll be fine."
"I hope so" Harry shook his head as they walked to Norwegian on the second floor of the Hawk wing, the same one their dorm was in.
The Norwegian classroom was set up much the same with different pictures. These were mostly word lists that would help with spelling and putting sentences together. The Language potion had helped with learning. But that didn't help with spelling or how to correctly put sentences together when writing. Reading wasn't too much trouble thankfully.
The class was taught by Ailey Vans. A human with long blond hair and blue eyes. She was a born native Norwegian and like Lærer Gurkie started off welcoming them and then started on the class. Apparently, they didn't just study how to read and write in Norwegian. But also talk like a native as they all had accents. They also explored different Norwegian literature and had an assigned book to read for the term. They read a chapter a week and wrote an essay on the chapter. This was one subject it was easy to get ahead of in homework.
After Norwegian, it was not hard to run their chests up to their rooms. Harry noticed a snack had been laid out on the table. A drink each, fruit and some crisps for the fifteen-minute break.
"How you managing?"
"I think I'll be fine for Norwegian. Transfiguration is just going to take some adapting. But I was noted as just been a little behind but manage on my own so that will be the sizing."
"Will be" Richard looked at him. "You have a tutor?"
"My Rist Grand Store is tutoring me."
"Good" the boy stated before heading to his own room to get changed. Harry sighed but didn't say anything. Richard was better then Barnabas and Harry had a feeling it wasn't anything he had done.
Arithmancy was a nightmare. Harry tried but could bearly follow what was being said, no surprise since the class had been studying this subject for a year and a half. His own studying and maths lessons in primary helped but not a lot. After though was marshal arts, one of the classes Harry had been most looking forward to.
Marshal arts were on the first floor in the Wolverine wing. This room was different from every other he had been in. Just inside the door was an area to take your shoes off. Then the rest of the floor was a slightly raised level with funny mats Harry had never seen before. The walls were a white colour with wooden beams crossing over, giving them a strange pattern. Only after did you have different posters on the walls. The room also had no window or appeared not to. As despite appearances there was still a gentle breeze wafting around the room.
Harry copied everyone in taking their shoes off before starting to warm up. Everyone else was doing the same, each appeared to be doing their own routine. So Harry made his own using some of the movements he had done before in Quidditch and PE from primary school. It was only as they were all finishing did the door open again. The teacher quickly entered, toeing off their own shoes as they had all done.
This teacher was tall with shoulder black grey hair and grey eyes. He was wearing the same as them only in black and had the bands around his arms. Dark red and dark blue. Alpha and creature. But as he opened his mouth to speak Harry realised precisely what he was. A Vampire.
"Welcome back class. For those who don't know, I am Sensei Hezak Hyten. I am a vampire and have been practising Karate since I was three years old. Now I am a grandmaster in the muggle world, but I am also still learning both Karate and different styles. Since it is Karate I am a grandmaster of it is Karate that I teach.
"Now, as returning students will know the next lesson on Wednesday is a progress day. This is where you will demonstrate as many Kata as you know and spar so you will need your protectors and guards. On Friday, results will be announced. Today we have a practice run-through. So let's get started..."
Sensei Hyten had them line up around the mat and called them forward as they would be on the day. The newest to the highest. 10 kyu to 5 mon-kyu didn't spar. The level was all based on the Katas they knew and how well their form was. They still needed to turn up in kit though so they were the same. Harry and Susan were both starting at White or 10 kyu.
"But I've had lessons and trained before."
"You will take the test and then have the chance to prove yourself should you ask at the end. This will mean knowing all the Kata and sparing if needed. The same happens to every new student on their first progress day."
"Yes, sensei" Susan stated, but she didn't sound happy.
"Susan sounded mad," Agnar commented as they sat down at lunch after changing and swapping their books. That afternoon was runes, Navigation, Potions and maths. He was now dressed in the inside winter uniform. The blue checkered shirt, dark blue jumper, white-blue tie, navy trousers and black shoes. With their white longsleeved under robe and dark blue outer robe. Along with his purple and dark green armbands.
"No idea why, even if she has done Karate before. Sensei Hyten was reasonable about it."
"She probably thinks it beneath her to wear a white belt when shes higher many go through a phase like that." Luke sat down with Nymira and Isur. Harry wondered if anyone else would be joining them when Rose sat down as well.
"Still!"
"Don't worry about it. Harry Sensei Hyten doesn't stand for that sort of thing and will put a stop to it. He's a firm believer in being humble and remembering that as good as you are, there is always someone better." Agnar shook his head.
"Sensei Hyten is one of the better vamps" Luke nodded. "He's also been beaten enough times by some of the other teachers and the like. He isn't a born vamp but was turned. So he continued in the muggle world using glamors, that's how he got the title. Even faked his own death. But he's still fighting through the vampire hierarchy in some ways. So he knows what he is talking about. Its why the headmistress wanted him in the first place."
"Wow."
"Yeh, there was a kid in our year who was like that. Sensei made him spend his first term wearing a white belt even though he was already a black belt. Sensei made him go through the basics while also partnering with him to spar after class until he learned." Isur nodded.
"Taught all of us some lessons too" Rose smiled. "Have you ever done any marshal arts before?"
"A little" Harry stated. "My PE teacher taught marshal arts after class. He was one of the few in the area that didn't hate me. But he had seen with another teacher that going against the Dursleys was fruitless. So he arranged with the Dursleys that I would help at the Dojo after school a few days a week and on the weekend. He told them it was just cleaning, but it wasn't. He would make sure I got something to eat, and while I did clean some, he also taught me a little after class."
"That was good of him" Isur nodded. "You'll have to try at the end and see how high a belt you get. Would be interesting to know." Harry nodded, but he already knew what belt he was likely to get. Sensei Wood had followed the belt gradings with him after all.
Ancient Runes was taught by a Drake called Tyeleen Owen. He had blond hair and silver eyes with red wings, scales and a dragon tail. However, he was also an Omega. Runes were still just as tricky as Arithamcy had been. But from his studying, he knew it was one class he would enjoy once he got caught up.
Navigation was the beginner version of Astronomy and taught in a room that was spelled to show different parts of the night sky. As they got older, they would have some class's outside at night. But mostly they were in the classroom. It was taught by Zecane Wyvorn. He was an older wizard with grey hair and blue eyes.
Potions were down in the Koala wing of the dungeons. The desks were again set out, so each worked on their own. But Isur had told him that there were a couple of potions classrooms. So that when some of the older students were working on a long term potion, they would set up in one room and not need to be disturbed. It was here though that Harry had to take off his outer robe and swap for his potions one. The robes were kept folded in cupboards at the back of the classroom. Each student had a cubby hole inside where the robes, cauldrons and ingredient kits were kept.
Like every teacher, Lærer Shar Merrows started by welcoming them back and introducing himself. He was an alpha vampire with shoulder black hair and silver eyes. They had two potions lessons a week, one spent on theory and the other on brewing. Today they would be reviewing the potion and preparing their ingredients. This would mean they had time to brew on Thursday. Lærer Merrows did make sure to come and check his and Susans ingredients to make sure they were prepared correctly. He also took the time to show them better ways for a couple.
The last lesson of the day was maths. This was taught by a human called Lloyd Wallace. He had white balding hair and blue eyes. But had a joyful personality and tried to make his subject fun. However, even if that was the last class of the day. Harry's day wasn't finished. After dinner was his first time at the calligraphy club. And Agnar wasn't coming with him as he had greek club instead.
Calligraphy was run by the English teacher Syr Safilix. He was another human and had shoulder blond hair and blue eyes. Harry had gotten a book to help, but it turned out that was for doing in his own time. In the club, that was mostly full of first years, they would be drawing shapes and writing with a paintbrush on an easel this term. Apparently, the last term was spent learning to do different forms with a pencil and drawing straight lines. Next term, they would be using quills and learning different handwriting styles. However, they needed the basics, and that was what the book was for.
After Calligraphy, Harry was tired. But he had chosen to do the evening Magical Culture seminar, and he wasn't going to drop out. The seminar was run by a pureblood called Anthony Adams. He had short blond hair and blue eyes turning up dressed in a wizards robe. Harry, like the rest of the school, had got changed during dinner, and most of them were wearing non-magical clothes. But as the man walked in, he glared at them all.
"To this seminar, you will wear robes. This is so you can learn to dress for the different functions we shall be talking about. This seminar isn't just about purebloods, the money and wizarding practices. It is also about learning to look and move like a pureblood, so you don't stand out in some of the stagnant communities."
"Yes, sir" Harry and several others stated, and the man nodded.
"Today, we shall be covering the ministry and how the different branches are both separate and work together." It was interesting to listen to and learn. Harry was glad he had taken that as one of his first courses. Maybe now he could understand Malfoy and some of his current or former pureblood classmates better.
Harry was extremely tired when he arrived back at the dorm. It was half nine at night. However, Harry had learned his lesson from Hogwarts. Seeing Agnar and the others still working, he dutifully sat down to start his homework. Most of it was reading for the next class. But there were a few essays. Erlendur had taken the time to show him how to write an essay. He started with Norwegian since that was the next day before going onto maths and battling through. That subject he wasn't too far behind, thanks to his muggle schooling. It was just a worksheet with different equations, and he managed just fine. Then was Arithmancy and by that time it was after ten at night.
"We do this one then bed. Isur will kill me otherwise."
"I'm not your responsibility Agnar, and I'll manage."
"Isur will kill you as well. You're on watch, Harry. The healers are watching you and will be onto Isur and you if you don't get enough sleep."
"I've managed before I'll be fine."
Agnar sighed but didn't say anything else as they worked through his Arithmancy homework and the boy went off to bed with most of the others. Only Richard stayed. They worked quietly as Harry battled through his potions and Runes homework before finishing with Transfiguration. By the time he had finished, Richard had gone to bed, and it was very late, but Harry was pleased to have got it done.
Quietly Harry slipped into their room and got changed. But for the first time, he felt the claustrophobia rising. Sitting up, he noticed that Agnar had the balcony door shut. Sighing, he wondered if the charms had failed and tried to sleep. Finding he couldn't, Harry slipped out into the lounge with his blanket and curled up. It was slightly more open and with his bedroom door propped open enough for him to slip off to sleep.