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Chapter 5: History Lessons and Shock
Today was the first day of the class to teach about Camelot and since it was mentioned that a few spells used by Merlin would be mentioned this Saturday most of the students from Dragoon's classes were making their way to the Room of Requirement.
"Honestly Hermione its NEWT year we do not need more classes we're supposed to be focusing on the ones were taking. I have an essay due Monday for potions that is supposed to be a foot and a half long." Said Ron though really he was excited o learn about Merlin and his adventures; as much so as Hermione was about leaning about Merlin, Arthur, and the Knights of the Round Table that she had grown up learning about.
"Well nobody said you had to be here Ron." Said Hermione "Oh look there's Harry and Ginny. Over here guys." She finished waving her hand twice.
"Hey Hermione. Hi Ron. What do you think this class will be like?" asked Ginny who was holding Harry's hand despite Ron's mild discomfort.
"I have no idea but we're about to find out here comes Will Emrys." She pointed towards his direction and sure enough there he was.
Merlin walked past the door three times thinking of his teaching rooms back in Camelot, but with more chairs and room also maybe better lighting, when the doors appeared. And he opened them leading the students in.
The room itself resembled that of Gaius' back in Camelot with walls lined with books and books lying about on tables covered in potions and herbs. There was also a door that was where his old bedchambers were I wonder if I open them if they would look the same, with the mess and everything he thought with a sad laugh.
"Okay everybody take a seat. And since this is not my Uncle's class you can sit with whomever you want." At that everybody sat down the Golden and Silver Trios sat at a small square table close to the front.
"Now it is up to you whether you take notes or not. And to be quite hones I have no idea how to start so I'll open up with questions: either about me(keep to a minimum) or Camelot and Merlin."
"How old was Merlin when he first met Arthur? There are variations in some of the legends some he's the same age, younger, though more often or not he's portrayed as being older." Asked a fourth year Hufflepuff.
"That is a good question. When Merlin first met Arthur he had left Ealdor for the first time and he was sixteen years old roughly."
At this Harry raised his hand "Sir what is Ealdor?" at this a bunch of people nodded their heads having been wondering the same thing.
"Ealdor was a small farming village in King Cendred's kingdom half a day's walk from the Camelot border. It is also the birth place of Merlin and where he was raised by his mother Hunith who was the village healer and midwife, having been trained in Camelot by the Court Physician Gaius."
At this there was a rush of loud whispering. Merlin the Merlin had been born and raised in a farming village.
"But he didn't actually do any farming right? He was like the overseer? Or a landowner? Wizards don't actually do farming like that especially not Merlin right?" asked a second year Slytherin who looked like he was one step away from shock. Though secretly everybody else had the same idea.
"Nope he did actual labor after all the use of magic was a one way ticket the pyre or having your head chopped off. And since it was just him and his mother she needed help in tending her garden and helping in the fields for the entire village to gather a winter stock. As well as doing his studies; Reading, writing, and math; and attempting to keep his magic a secret."
"do you know what Merlin's first day at Camelot was like?" Asked a first year Ravenclaw
"Well on Merlin's first day in Camelot he say a young man being executed for sorcery and his mother swearing revenge on Uther by killing his son, the at the time prince Arthur. He then went and found his way to the Court Physician rooms where he saved his life with magic. Turns out that before the Purge he used to practice the old religion and would never turn a magic user in unless he meant harm to others, and being Uther's only friend and person he somewhat trusted this was dangerous because if found out he would surly hang. And delivered potions to a few castle inhabitants got in a mace fight with Arthur throughout the lower town and was thrown in the dungeons and then the stocks. Thus more or less concluded his first two mornings in Camelot. Oh and later he saved Arthur from the vengeful sorceress who be spelled herself to look like Lady Helen, the finest singer in the kingdom, and was appointed Prince Arthurs manservant."
At that the bell rang and a room full of children suffering from shock slowly made their way to the Great Hall for lunch.
Back in the room Merlin, who was randomly flipping through his old spell book, thought ahh history lessons and shock. Kind of reminds me of when I was telling Arthur the *cough* made-up *cough* story about the Sword in the Stone. Oh well he got over it; not much he could say after he learned that it was made by Gwen's Father.