Grayson Wright
October 02, 2020 5:42 PM
Welcome to Sonora, First Years! (Orientation) by Grayson Wright
Another year, another orientation. As the tiny black dots in the sky resolved themselves into old-fashioned covered wagons as they came closer and closer to earth, Gray wondered where the time had gone since he had last done this. Objectively, he knew that last year had been as long as every other year, and subjectively, he knew it had felt like one of the longest years of his life at the time, but now….Pity, he thought, that the House he was head of didn’t use passwords – he’d have set it to tempus fugit.
"Hello everyone," he said in teacher voice, projected just so, as students began to disembark from the wagons. "First years! First years gather here, please! Everyone leave your luggage with the wagons, thank you…."
He had mastered the trick of making himself broadly heard over chattering crowds without damaging anyone's eardrums, but he still had, as usual, backed himself up with a large banner over the entrance to the Labyrinth Gardens: ‘Welcome to Sonora. 1st Year students here.’ The use of the numeral ‘1’ instead of the word was hopefully a clue to anyone who had difficulties reading English, and the size hopefully enough to attract the attention of even the most distractable of eleven-year-olds. He couldn’t say for sure that either made the task of gathering the first years any faster, but they certainly didn’t, he thought, hurt anything.
"Hello, again, everyone," he said once the majority of the student body had moved away from the wagon landing site, leaving him with the first years. "And welcome to Sonora Academy. My name is Professor Wright, and I will guide you through your Orientation today. Just follow me, please, thank you..."
Beneath the banner was a gap between two dense hedges, taller than any first year who didn’t happen to have a giant among their recent ancestors. A neatly gravelled path lay between them, and a short way along, it opened onto a hedge-walled courtyard, in which there was a central fountain and some stone benches which were permanent fixtures of the area and a few long tables which were not. On one of these tables, there were a number of dark green folders, equal in number to the students present. On another, there was a sort of finger-and-snack-food buffet, with lightweight plates and paper napkins available so the students could gather a few refreshments in one trip if they wished. On the third, there were several large apparatuses, each topped with a clear (and unbreakable) glass bulb which showed the color of the drink within, though they were also distinguished by written labels on their sides above the spigots which, when turned, would dispense the contents into glasses: pumpkin juice, apple juice, grape juice, iced tea, and plain water. There was also a box of ice with a scoop in it (charmed not to melt, a handy touch, if he, the Charms master at this school, did say so himself) and a number of clear cups.
"Come in, everyone, and please, everyone take one folder," he instructed them. "I'm sure many of you will want some refreshments after your journey, but if you can give me your attention for a few minutes first..."
Once everyone had a folder and was more or less still and quiet, he began near-reciting the same introductory remarks he had given to each new set of first years for several years running now.
"Welcome to Sonora," he repeated. "As I said before, I am Professor Wright. I'll be one of your teachers for at least the next five years, and possibly the next seven. Sonora is a seven-year school where you’ll be introduced to most major areas of magical theory and practice. Tomorrow morning, you will all start taking seven classes - Charms, Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, Transfiguration, and flying lessons. I'll be your Charms teacher. You can drop flying lessons in your second year and begin taking elective classes in your third year. In your fifth year, you’ll take your first set of major exams, the Critical Assessment of Talents and Skills, or CATS, as we usually call them – at least if it’s not in a setting where we’re likely to mix them up with anyone’s pets.” He didn’t really expect even solid chuckles from the children for that one, though he thought it had been funny. “After you take your CATS, you will be allowed to drop some subjects if you want to, so you can better focus on your strengths and the requirements for careers you're interested in, though you’ll need at least two classes to graduate and three if you want to pursue your education in the magical arts further after you leave Sonora.
“In the meantime, we know that you may all have had different educations before you arrived here today,” he said, because this was true. Some might have gone to Muggle elementary schools while others might have had one tutor, a series of tutors, or been taught by a parent, while a few might have very little formal education at all. “Your professors all have office hours when we can give you extra help in our subjects if you need it, and Professor Skies, our Deputy Headmistress and your Transfiguration teacher, runs special sessions for anyone who needs help with reading and writing English, or needs other academic support. You can see times for those sessions in the schedules in your green folders.
“Outside of classes, you have some choices for how you spend your time. We have some student-run clubs and a school-wide Quidditch team here, and you’ll see notices about meetings posted around the schools when they’re ready to start up for the year. Breakfast is from 6:30 to 8:30 a.m, lunch is from 11:00 to one, and supper is from five till seven, but you can find snacks and drinks there between those times as well. Curfew is at ten p.m., and at that time, you’ll need to be inside your Houses – those are parts of the building where your dorms are. They're all attached to a common room you share with all the students from all seven years who were Sorted into the same group as you . Sonora has four Houses, and tonight, at the Welcoming Feast, you’ll be Sorted into one of them by dipping the blank badges you have now into a cauldron. If your badge turns blue, you’re an Aladren – the House that values learning and problem-solving.” He might have sounded a little proud there; he was a former Aladren as well as Head of the House. “If it turns red, you belong in Crotalus, the House for people who like to be well-prepared for everything. Yellow means you’re in Teppenpaw, the House for our diplomats. And last but not least, if your badge turns brown, that means you’re a Pecari, the House for people who always land on their feet and are always willing to take a chance. All the Houses have other traits, though, so don’t worry if you don’t think any of those things sounds exactly like you – there’s a place for everyone here at Sonora.
“Your Houses all have prefects, who are older students who have been granted authority because they showed merit in their earlier years, and a Head of House, who is an adult and a staff member – I’m the Head of Aladren, for instance. They’ll all look after you while you’re here – some people like to think of their Houses as second families, though there’s many ways to look at them. Your House can earn points based on things you do – excelling in class or in sports, or showing responsibility, or somehow helping the school community and showing leadership. The House with the most points at the end of the year earns the House Cup, and sometimes other privileges – one year, at the school ball, the winning House got to pick the first round of songs, for instance.
“If no-one has any questions about all of that, you can mingle and get to know your classmates for a while and have some snacks until we begin our tour of the mansion. If you do have any questions, feel free to come see me – and welcome again to Sonora.”
OOC (Out of Character) Note: Welcome first years to Sonora! You can post a reply here to ask staff questions or meet your new classmates. This thread is intended for first year students to have a chance to try out posting and get acclimated to the site before we throw you into the big Opening Feast, which is open to the entire school population and can be a bit overwhelming.
Now, go forth, new first years of Sonora! Post, enjoy, have fun! Everyone here is happy to help out, so if you've got a question, put it on the OOC board or try to catch somebody in the Chatzy and we'll try to get you an answer as quick as we can. Have fun and we’re glad you could join us!
[Credit to Nathan Xavier's author for the content of this OOC notice]
Subthreads: WE'RE HERE. by Augustine Reed-Fischer with Lorena Abernathy
Kicking things off right! by Rosalynn Tellerman with Tommy Jamison
The Start of A Year by Melanie Dusk with Billy Cobb
Hey there, wizard dudes by Oz Spellman
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
October 02, 2020 6:11 PM
WE'RE HERE. by Augustine Reed-Fischer
Gus was STOKED to be at Sonora. After everything he'd heard - or more, everything he'd pried from Jazz's hands about it - he was pretty sure it was gonna be awesome. He was also pretty sure that if he never had to go on a flying wagon again, that would be okay. Brooms sounded fine when Jazz talked about them but flying wagons were like a highway ride in a nightmare. He didn't count himself as one to get motion sick too often but that had nearly done him in. The feeling was quickly forgotten when he saw snacks. Food! But first he had to listen to do the dude say a bunch of stuff.It all sounded like pretty cool stuff but it was also the sort of stuff his sister had really been going on about. She was the one who was excited about color-coded schedules and stuff, and she was able to take electives as of last year apparently, so she was excited. Gus didn't really see why it was that exciting to take more classes, but she'd told him about some of the options and they didn't sound bad either. Still, he got to take flying lessons as a first year, so that was gonna be the best thing ever.
When the dude finally stopped talking (Gus had stopped listening way before the end of it of course), Augustine made his way to the snacks, figuring a finger sandwich was the sort of thing that would help his stomach settle and also be great. And then he got some pumpkin juice because it seemed weird and magical so that was fun. He knew dinner was coming soon so he didn't want to over indulge but also he totally did.
Nearby, another student was also getting some juice and he turned to smile at them after making sure he'd swallowed everything in his mouth. "Hey!" he said on approach. "I'm Augustine. Are you excited?"
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WE'RE HERE.
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Lorena Abernathy
October 02, 2020 7:44 PM
But here is where exactly? by Lorena Abernathy
The covered wagon in which Lorena was riding thumped a bit when it landed, jostling the students from side to side. It made her think of the one time she flew on an airplane and it landed hard on the runway and bounced. Lots of people screamed when that happened and Lorena remembered gripping the armrest really hard. This wasn’t nearly as bad as that! The wagons, there were several of them, came to a stop and everyone started to climb out.Lorena couldn’t look around fast enough to take it all in. She had decided that she was going to start a journal about her experiences at wizard school (she’d really do it this time) and wanted to make sure she saw everything and committed it all to memory for her journal.
A nice looking man with brown hair and glasses stood by a large banner with a huge “1” on it. Although he didn’t shout, he made his voice heard over the crowd of milling students. “First years, over here please. Leave your luggage with the wagons.” He must be the principal or teacher or someone in authority. He didn’t look scary, Lorena thought, but you never knew. She definitely wanted to stay on the good side of all the staff here.
He lead them between tall hedges, so tall she could t see over them even if she jumped. Even the tallest of the first years were no where near able to look over the top. The path opened out into a pretty garden area with a fountain and tables of food and drinks and some kind of folders of paperwork.
The man identified himself as Mr. Wright and he said he teaches Charms and is the head of a house. He talked a little bit about the classes they would start tomorrow and options for classes in future years. Lorena wasn’t able to take in all the information because she was so excited to be here and nervous and a little scared and thrilled all rolled into one big messy ball in her stomach. She did hear that there wou,d be help with classes if you needed it and the ability to maybe take extra class work. She really didn’t want to be teased for being a nerd and loving school, but she really hoped she could take extra classes so she could learn as much as possible.
She did hear him talk about the four houses and wondered which she would be in. They all sounded good to her And she just hoped that the cauldron really did know what it was doing and put her in the right class.
After the green folders were handed out, the first year students were told they could grab a snack and mingle. Lorena hated mingling! She just didn’t do well chatting in large groups of people. She was fine one on one or even with a couple of people but walking up and starting a conversation with some random person was definitely not her best thing!
She adopted what she hoped was a pleasant and friendly expression and wandered toward the snack table. People struck up conversations over food sometimes, right? She really wasn’t terribly hungry but maybe a little bit of fruit or a finger sandwich would go down ok. She put a few tasty looking little tidbits on a plate and stepped over to get a cup of juice. Pumpkin juice huh? She wasn’t sure if that sounded disgusting or delicious but had decided to try everything so she walked toward the container with the orange liquid.
As she approached, another student stepped up to fill his cup and looked at her. He was chewing something and swallowed quickly and then looked at her and smiled. Lorena was so happy that someone s,I led at her that her face lit up! “Hey” he said. “I’m Augustine. Are you excited?”
“Hi, Augustine! I’m Lorena. I’m don’t know if I’m more excited or nervous, but yes, I am, both!” Lorena let out a nervous giggle. Don’t giggle she thought. you never giggle, you silly girl. “Sorry, maybe more nervous. Are you named after Anthony Augustine, the soccer player? I don’t love soccer but he’s pretty amazing!”
“Do you know anything about Sonora? I really don’t, but I’m so happy to be here and can’t wait to start classes.”
She looked down and realized her hands were fun and there was no way she could while standing here. “Do you want to grab a bench so we can sit down to eat?” She asked Augustine.
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
October 02, 2020 8:41 PM
Great question. by Augustine Reed-Fischer
Gus smiled when Lorena introduced herself. She didn't seem anything like his sister which was pretty great. He liked Jazz well enough but he also didn't think they would have been friends if they'd been closer in age anyway. As it was, it wouldn't be a problem anyway. They wouldn't even ever have classes together at Sonora if her math was right which it probably was because that seemed like the kind of thing she'd have done the math on."Nervous and excited," he repeated. Nervous wasn't really a thing he felt very often but he knew other people did. It was Marcus' and Jezebel's most common state of being. He blinked with surprise when she brought up a soccer player. That wasn't a connection he ever got but he liked it way better than his real namesake. He broke into a wide grin and shook his head. "I like that better," he admitted, not even thinking of lying. Lying was reserved for pranks and stuff and he didn't want to prank Lorena right now. "I'm named after St. Augustine." That was enough said about that since there was literally nothing cool about that.
He nodded again when she asked about his Sonora knowledge. "My older sister is here, and my cousin," he explained. "They're fourth years now and my sister tells me about school sometimes when she's home for breaks. But she likes the boring stuff so she hasn't really told me anything cool about it," he admitted. Although if Lorena was looking forward to classes, maybe she was into the boring stuff. That was fine, some people were. He supposed classes were probably gonna be pretty okay since that was where most magic happened here anyway though. "She wants to be a healer now. I guess it's like a doctor but magical," he said with a shrug.
"Let's sit," he agreed, grabbing another couple sandwiches and snacks and refilling his cup before leading the way to a bench. He balanced the lot of it on his folder which left some unfortunate stains on the green cover, but that was alright. When they were sitting down and adjusted, Gus took a happy chug of juice and then stuck his tongue out. "I don't know if that's actually good," he admitted. "Maybe if it was hot it would be better." He set the cup aside and took a bite of sandwich. "Where are you from?" he asked around his food before swallowing. "Actually, where are you from family wise? My sister goes here and my cousin goes here but otherwise my family is all Muggles." He felt pretty good that he knew that word, even though he thought everyone probably knew the word by the time they got to school because of the liaisons but still. "Jezebel and Dathan were big surprises."
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
Great question.
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Lorena Abernathy
October 03, 2020 7:02 AM
And A Few Answers by Lorena Abernathy
“Ooh, St. Augustine? The philosopher priest? That’s so cool! I was named after my grandmother, Lorena. She was a pretty special lady I think, but nothing famous like St. Augustine.” He seemed so happy that she thought he was named after a soccer player, but she thought being named after a saint was much better!Lorena decided this was already better than going to her muggle school, where no one talked to you unless you were beautiful or obnoxious or both. It was so nice to sit here and have a conversation and nibble snacks. The panic she had felt at the thought of mingling eased up a bit.
“It must be nice to have two people from your family already here. They can help you through the rough spots and just be here for you. What dorm ... uh ... houses are they in? Do you hope to be in the same house with one of them?”
Lorena thought it must be wonderful to have a sibling who was in school with you. She thought about her brother, Jack, and decided maybe it wouldn’t be so great after all. He certainly wouldn’t be able to or interested in helping her with school or life. It made her sad that she didn’t really care for him and hoped that maybe as she got older they could find some common ground, although she kind of doubted that would happen.
“I think being a healer would be wonderful!” Lorena was excited at the thought. She hadn’t really considered that magic people had to work for a living or what kind of work they might do. “I’ve always been interested in medicine, partially because the sight of blood doesn’t bother me much.” Then, she added, because she thought Augustine would get a laugh out of it but also because it was true, “I am a sympathetic vomiter though, so that may not be good! What do you think you want to be? I haven’t even thought about that, since I don’t know much about the options.”
Lorena nibbled on her sandwich and looked around. Other students were gathered in little groups chatting and some were just wandering around. Mr. Wright was watching the gathering and occasionally a student would approach him. It looked like a lovely party rather than a bunch of students, new to a school, trying to get comfortable!
She sipped the pumpkin juice. It was icy cold and refreshing but it did have a flavor that would take some getting used to. “Oh I don’t think it’s bad at all, although it may not be my favorite drink. It’s a bit spicy, isn’t it? I’ll bet it would be really good hot.”
“Your family is all Muggles? That has to be nice; everyone on the same page.” She thought of her mother being so disapproving of her father’s magical abilities and how disgusted she looked when it was obvious that Lorena had some magic too. “My father is a wizard and my mom’s a Muggle. She was always uncomfortable with his magic so he tried not to use it at all. It wasn’t until I got my acceptance letter from Sonora that he started to really talk to me about magic and all. I knew he was magic because he used it sometimes when my mom wasn’t around to see. I think it is hard on him not to use it, especially to make things easier for Mom.”
“Jezebel and Dathan are your sister and cousin? Do you get along with them? I don’t get along with my brother much at all.”
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
October 03, 2020 9:44 PM
The answers are the more interesting part, I think. by Augustine Reed-Fischer
Gus was surprised that Lorena knew anything about St. Augustine and was deciding more and more as they went along that she and Jazz would get on great. Of course, the age gap meant they might never meet, which was cool because then Gus could have his own friend. "I guess," he agreed about his family helping him. "But I don't think I want help. I'll figure it out. It's an adventure! And I don't know my cousin that well." After all, he was Jezebel's age and they'd only become close as families in the past few years since everything went sideways for them both. It wasn't like they looked alike or anything and people wouldn't know they were family if they didn't tell them. "Jezebel is in Crotalus and Dathan is in Teppenpaw," he said, remembering them talking about his own upcoming house placement. "I don't think I'd mind, but I'm not much like either of them. Maybe Dathan?" He shrugged. It wasn't a thing he really thought about, so he wasn't going to think about it now. Not when there was food to consume.He grimaced for Lorena at the idea of being a sympathetic vomiter. "My mom says I'm not a sympathetic anything," he grinned, clearly not taking this too personally. "But I don't mind messy stuff. And there's four of us, so we get banged up a lot or someone's sick, and you see that stuff. My oldest brother is into science and does a lot of weird stuff that's pretty cool like that," he added, proud of Marcus even if Marcus didn't want him to be. He shrugged again at the thought of what he wanted to be. Thoughts. Those weren't things he left room for that much, so it was hard to say. "I dunno. Maybe the world's best Quidditch player or something." The fact that he had never played Quidditch wasn't going to be the sort of thing that would stop him.
A nod to agree that the juice would be good hot. For all that Lorena seemed too much like his sister in some ways, he thought she seemed mostly alright, too. She was agreeable at least.
Another nod to agree about family stuff. "I dunno if we're all on the same page exactly. Mom's really strict and my dad's pretty chill. Mom's really religious. Dathan's family isn't so much because our dads aren't, but we got mom and she's really religious. We're Catholic," he added, in case the name hadn't been a giveaway about which denomination he might belong to. Of course, he had a sister named 'Jezebel,' so there was always room for surprises. "Dad thinks magic sounds alright but mom doesn't like it much. She says it's too risky to just embrace it but the guy that told us Jezebel was going to school explained that if we don't learn how to do it right, we could blow up or something." He shrugged again. "I dunno. I just figure it's fun probly."
He wiggled his head side to side a little thinking of Jazz and Dathan. "I think we get on okay. Like I said, I don't know my cousin that well, and my sister and I aren't super close. But I get on with Patience and Marcus alright I guess." At least, he had. "I kinda do my own things. I had a lot of friends at school, so I didn't need to hang out with my sister much."
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
The answers are the more interesting part, I think.
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Lorena Abernathy
October 04, 2020 9:51 AM
But answers usually cause more questions! by Lorena Abernathy
“Patience and Marcus are your brother and sister too? But they aren’t magic?” Lorena thought about how it could be that one or two people in a family could have magic and the rest didn’t. She had a hard time getting her head around that idea. “Is anyone else in your family magic? Grandparents or anyone”“I don’t know enough about the houses to have any idea which one I want to be in. I’ll just have to trust that the cauldron picks correctly.” I sure hope it does. the thought of being stuck in the wrong house for years just made her cringe.
“Quidditch sounds exciting! Are you good at it already?” She thought quidditch sounded pretty dangerous but exciting too. She didn’t know if she would try out for the team or not, but it might be fun. She had decided to shrug off her mother’s disapproval of things she might want to do so she just might try out! “Maybe I’ll be on your team with you and if not, I’ll certainly come watch you play!” Lorena didn’t want to seem pushy, but she hoped that she and Augustus could be friends.
“So, what do you like to do when you are at home in the muggle world? Did you like muggle school?” She thought about all the teasing and bullying she had put up with when she went to muggle school. “I hated it!” She blurted out, and then, embarrassed, turned her attention to her sandwich. “What’s in here do you think?” She said quietly.
“Does your mom think you can’t be magical and believe in God too? My Dad says magic is just another gift God gives to some people.”
She thought about the possibility of blowing yourself up if you didn’t learn the right way to do magic. She hadn’t thought about that, but it made sense. “I’d hate to blow myself up. Guess I’ll have to study really hard to make sure I don’t hurt myself or someone else! Of course I think school will be really fun. Certainly better than muggle school. I didn’t have many friends at school. Everyone teased me because I liked to study a lot.”
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Augustine Reed-Fischer
October 06, 2020 11:02 PM
I don't usually take the time to ask them. by Augustine Reed-Fischer
Augustine shook his head, although he also wanted to nod it. "We don't know if Patience is or not yet," he explained. And that's all he was going to explain because Marcus and their family were nobody else's business. That was private. Granted, he didn't know what Jazz or Dathan had already told people, but Dathan was too nice to really talk about stuff like that and Jazz was too . . . well she was her own sort of private. That only seemed to be increasing over the past few years; sure, she'd talk about school, but asking about herself? Not a popular topic. "I don't know of anyone else," he added with a shrug. "Maybe great grandparents or something? But I've never heard of anyone else." It was weird to think about but he didn't really feel like thinking about it much."It will," he promised, grinning at the thought of sorting. That was another thing Jazz had talked a bunch about and this time it might actually be useful. "I guess it's a really good uh . . . soup? Potion! By a really good potion-maker. Jezebel says it's never wrong." She'd sort of said that like it should scare him into behaving better but he thought that it really just sounded like he was about to be sorted with some fellow awesome people.
"No," Augustine said about Quidditch, a little confused. "How could I? I've never seen people fly on brooms before. It sounds made up but I don't think my sister is creative enough to make it up. Have you played before?" he asked eagerly, his eyes lighting up with the possibility. He wasn't really sure why she'd want to come watch him play but wasn't totally opposed either if it made her happy. Whatever keeps your broom afloat or whatever, he guessed.
Lorena was kind of weird, he decided as she asked about just . . . another school. And then started talking about her sandwich. But she was kinda weird like Jezebel was weird, which meant she probably wasn't very confident because Jezebel was basically a mess. "Nah, I didn't like scho-- muggle school much," he said, forgetting for a moment that that was a distinction he needed to make. "I wasn't very good at it and didn't really want to be. Mostly I played games and did sports when I could." The thought made him a bit homesick, which surprised him, so he didn't mind talking about the sandwich. "Definitely food," he decided seriously, eyeing the sandwich as if it suddenly couldn't be trusted.
Augustine wrinkled his nose, considering the theological question. It wasn't one he really wanted to think about. "I think she's worried God will stop believing in you," he admitted, scratching his head. "Like you only get one power: prayer or spells. But I think she's just scared. I like your dad's explanation better."
He smiled a little when Lorena admitted why she didn't like school and stuff. "I think it's totally weird that you like to study," he said with a kind, easy expression. "But that's cool. So long as you don't try to make me like it, I don't care much what you do. You study, and I'll blow stuff up," he grinned. "On purpose though, not like the accidental kind."
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I don't usually take the time to ask them.
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Lorena Abernathy
October 07, 2020 6:15 PM
But questions and answers equal knowledge by Lorena Abernathy
“I hope you are right about the sorting cauldron.” Lorena remembered a nightmare she had the other day. She had been sorted into the wrong house and the school told her they couldn’t change it because the cauldron made the choice. It had been terrible!“I’ve never seen quidditch but my dad told me a little about it. It sounds really exciting for the players and the people watching. He told me that sometimes the players end up in the crowd!” Lorena’s eye sparkled at the thought. “I’m looking forward to seeing a quidditch game.”
Lorena had been wondering about something but didn’t know if she should mention it to Augustine. He didn’t seem to be the kind of kid who spent a lot of time pondering things. She gave a shrug. “Do you ever wonder how the schools figure out what kids might have magical abilities? Especially in all Muggle families. It seems a bit uncomfortable to think they are somehow able to watch you in order to decide.” Then she decided to lighten it up by adding “However they do it, I’m glad they picked me!”
“I love studying so much that it’s hard to understand how you don’t but I promise I’ll try not to make you like it.” She laughed at the thought. “I know, I’ll figure out why, what and how things explode and then you can make them blow up!”
“I wonder what happens next”
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