With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
SEPTEMBER 2019 It's been a very long, eventful summer in the wizarding world. A baby was stolen, several high ranking Trossach members were imprisoned, and werewolf attacks have drastically dropped as a result. What will happen now school has returned?
MAY 2019 An attempt to capture the beta of the Trossachs has been launched. Were the Aurors successful in their mission? Go read more here!
It was the first day of classes and to be honest, Jack was happy to be back at Hogwarts. Sure, he'd enjoyed his break - he got to see his mam, his pa, Maggie... some friends - but the three months of summer often felt like it dragged. Towards the end of it, Jack had been itching to go back to school. What could he say? He was passionate about teaching the next generation of witches and wizards how to properly defend themselves, shall they ever encounter Dark Arts of any kind.
With his mug of coffee cupped in his hands, Jack stood at the front of his classroom, nodding politely as he watched student after student file into the room. It was when the final bell rang, indicating that all students should have arrived at their class by now, that he took one final sip of his drink before placing it behind him on the desk.
"Good morning everyone," he said, taking a step forward. "Most of you would know me but for those who don't, I'm Professor O'Connor and welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts. In case some students may have forgotten the rules -" and there were always a select few who did, "- let's get them out of the way. My expectations for all of you, as third, fourth and fifth years, is that you raise your hands when you want to speak. I ask that all of you show some courtesy for your peers and you don't interrupt them whilst they're talking, even if you do disagree with what they're saying."
Jack paused, before moving onto his next rule. "Speaking of disagreements, healthy arguing is allowed - in fact, debates are encouraged at times. But there are to be no raised voices and your wands must strictly stay on your desk unless you are performing a spell you've been asked to do." More than once, Jack had seen ill-intended hexes and charms fly between students as tempers flared, and his tolerance was not very high for such events. "Lastly, I know that this class can get intense at times especially when we're exploring more difficult subjects such as boggarts or werewolves or talking about Unforgivables, for example. If you have an issue, please come and speak to me privately - my door is always open. However, keep in mind... these are mandatory subjects. You cannot be excused from taking them - you're expected to know them inside and out for your O.W.L.s."
With that out of the way, Jack clapped his hands together, before nodding at the chalkboard. Both wandlessly and wordlessly, a piece of chalk neatly wrote the word: KAPPAS, right in the middle of the board. "As you may have guessed, kappas are on the agenda today. Let's start off easy - who can tell me what they know about kappas?" Jack's eyes scanned the class, looking to see who would be the first to raise their hand.
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When Quincey said he loved school, he didn't mean the actual classes and studying. The part of school he loved was more on the 'hanging with friends and taking naps' side. Yet here he sat, in a classroom. At least he was surrounded by beautiful people which made it a whole bit better. If one would glance in the Ravenclaw's direction, they wouldn't guess Quin was of upper-class. His tie was hanging half tied around his neck, the first few buttons of his shirt were undone. Paint scattering could be spotted on his school robe. The only hint was the golden ear stud containing a sapphire.
He wasn't quite paying attention to the Teacher's introduction. The Ravenclaw's attention was pulled in by the new Durmstrang faces. They were all so pretty, Quin definitely wanted to get to know them. Wiggling with his legs under his desk, the brunette doodles a quick sketch of Professor O'Connor holding a slightly too cute. "Look Prof! Kappa is a cute water monkey. " He held up his hand and showed him the picture. "But that's not all," he smirked and tapped the sketch with his wand. The Kappa started to strangle the Professor. "Oh no, he is mean. I'm so sorry, Professor O'Connor. He can't help it it's in his nature." Quincey's innocent tone indicated that he meant no harm. "There is also a cucumber sushi named Kappa. It is actually named after the green cute little monster." Thinking about sushi made his stomach rumble. He wanted sushi so badly.
Post by VIOLA ROSALINE on May 14, 2020 5:08:08 GMT
Flouncing into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Viola was all smiles, as per usual! But today she was especially happy because her little kid brothers would be sharing classes with her for the very first time of her Hogwarts life. "Ez, Ed!" she chirped towards the two boys brightly, giving them a small wave. Whilst sitting with them was tempting, she decided against it in favour of...
Oh gosh, there were so many different people to choose from! At first, Vi wandered over to Quincey, giving him a bright pink-lipstick stained kiss on the side of the cheek with a cheerful, "I love your earring today! It looks delightful!" before deciding that... hmm, no, maybe someone she didn't share a common room with would be better to sit with in DADA. Perhaps someone she hadn't gotten to speak to for a while?
It was then that her eyes fell on Felix and with a big, ear-splitting grin, she moved over to him, treating him to the same treatment as she had Quincey, smacking a big kiss on his soft cheek. "Why, you look fabby dabby today, don't you?" she said with a giggle, sliding into the seat next to him. She hadn't gotten a chance to catch up with the lion man over the holidays, so she'd missed him rather terribly. "That badge is all shiny! I'm not going to be in trouble off you if I can't focus in class now, right?"
Speaking of class... as Vi turned her attention to Professor O'Connor who was diving into today's topic head-first, she had to admit something - she had... uh, no idea what a kappa was beyond some... dark creature who... may have lived in the sea? Beyond that, she couldn't tell you anything about the little rascal-sounding things!
It was the first day of Hugo's third year and things were weird. The last month of his life had been weird. His brother Rodrik had been weird during breakfast, coming up to the Hufflepuff table and eating his oatmeal next to Hugo, while he was trying to talk to Sally about launching a particularly nasty stink bomb at Katrin Tyrell. Rodrik's presence immediately cut that conversation short, because Mr.Floor Mop had been upgraded from a prefect to the Head Boy. And Hugo couldn't have Rodrik giving him detention, that would be far too embarrassing. So, instead, Hugo complained about having to pick two electives - as if the mandatory subjects weren't a lot as they were!
Okay, okay. Hugo knew exactly why Rodrik was sitting next to him, quiet as a, well... grave. It was because of Vaughn, and Mr.Floor Mop was even more prone to crying than usual, which Hugo found a little annoying, because crying wasn't going to bring Vaughn back. But he couldn't get himself to tease Rodrik about it, not this time.
Anyhow, his brother's presence, tears or no tears, was dampening the mood, so Hugo was glad to head off to DADA together with Sally. Many mischievous things were discussed right up to the moment when the bell rang.
They were having a lesson about some things called kappas -- Hugo thought he'd read the name somewhere once or twice, but he hadn't a clue about what they were. They certainly didn't live in the south of Scotland, he was sure of that.
An older student answered to Professor O'Connor's question with a doodle, and when the doodle started moving, the kid took a sharp breath in amazement, poking Sally with his elbow, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Hey, how did he do that? Did I miss a charms class or something? I want to be able to do that! I can't draw, but... Maybe we should ask that guy to teach us."