Boggs paced around the room as he talked. "The Dark Arts is magic used to harm, control, or kill its victim. It can be the casting of the Unforgivable Curses, the brewing of harmful poisons, and breeding of dark creatures. It's illegal in many places, discouraged in the others. Lord Voldemort was a Dark wizard who was quickly rising in power before he vanished after attacking and killing Lily and James potter and failing at killing the infant Harry Potter. To perform the powerful dark spell you have to intend to cause pain, you have to mean it. The Cruciatus Curse, for example, causes one to feel the most excruciating pain, and to cast it you must want to cause pain. The killing Curse is the most powerful spell known to wizardkind, and also the most sinister. It causes instant death. The last of the unforgivable curses is the Imperius Curse. A favored tool for the dark arts, it places the victim completely under the caster's control, it can, however, be resisted if one has exceptional strength. I suggest you do all the research you can on how to identify the curses and what very little methods there are of defending yourself from them." I sighed causing Boggs to glance over at me. "Miss Rodgers, war is no game. Get used to working hard."
"Yes sir," I said stifling a yawn. Boggs rolled his eyes, but with a look at the clock dismissed me anyway. I found my friends in the dining hall. Camden and Hallie were debating which teacher was better, professor Dean or professor Sam. Shelby was listening in, throwing in facts to support Camden and Hallie was calling her a traitor. "Hi guys, " I said with a yawn as I settled into my seat next to Camden.
"Wow, you look like crap" Camden laughed as I cut my glare to her.
"Thank, Camden, you look grand yourself." I mumbled, getting even more annoyed as she gave me a cheeky reply of 'I know'. Shelby turned her attention to me.
"So what did Boggs tell you about the first three tests?" She asked. I shrugged.
"One's a riddle, he said he couldn't help me much on that one." Hallie nodded, informing us that Dean said much the same thing.
"I think they'll probably bring in a sphinx. I mean, they are known for their riddles." Shelby suggested.
"Arnt sphinx's like, dangerous or something?" I asked taking a bite of my burger.
"Yeah, but we're at a MILITARY school genius. They aren't afraid to put us in danger." Camden pointed out. I scoffed at her, before handing her my leftover fries.
"Anyway, he also said something about researching poisons. What do you think that means?" I asked. Shelby looked at me in surprise.
"I don't know. I mean, they may put us in danger but they wouldn't really poison us would they?" She questioned.
"Maybe you should ask Jon" Hallie suggested, earning a sharp glare from both me and Shelby.
"Oh yeah." She mumbled.
"Even if she wanted to talk to me, I'm not allowed to disclose information, plus they change them every year," Jon said, causing me to jump and turn around.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him, not bothering to hide the irritation in my voice.
"You told me to come to you when I grew a pair." He said smirking, his smirk quickly faded however when the only move I made was to turn back around "Look, Blair, I thought about it and you're right. This God forsaken school dictates everything else about my life, it's not going to dictate this." He said his tone pleading.
"And?" I asked not turning back around to look at him, a hidden smile playing on my lips. "And will you, Blair Alexis Rodgers, go to Fudge Fly Hives with me next weekend?" He asked me. I thought about it for a second, debating the idea of going to the popular candy shop and drink parlor with him.
"Fine, I'll go on a date with you," I said turning around to look at him, smiling just enough for him to see. He smiled back.
"I'm looking forward to it," He said before giving me a parting smile and walking back to his seat.