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 Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2016 10:05 pm
When the crypt doors creak and the tombstone quake...
Spooks come out for a swinging wake!
Happy haunts materialize and begin to vocalize;
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize!
Now don't close your eyes and don't try to hide...
Or a silly spook may sit by your side;
Shrouded in a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize.  ๐ก๐ข๐๐ฒ๐ฐ
๐ด๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ข
๐ช๐ฒ๐ค๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ซ โ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ฏ โ ๐ฏ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ด
Deaus had a question that had been eating at him for a long while now. "Um sir, I don't know if this is a dumb question but I have a question about the symbols of the house heads. Mainly why is Ravenclaw's symbol an eagle and not a raven? Oh and why is Gryffindor's symbol a lion and not a gryffin? I mean Slytherin's the only name that kinda matches with his house." He said before sitting back down. He was rather disappointed when he found out the bronze bird was meant to be a eagle and not a raven like his pet. As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree-
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree!
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes...
Start to shriek and harmonize!
When you hear the knell of a requiem bell;
Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell;
Restless bones etherialize, rise as spooks of every size.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 9:54 am
See, I was born the second child...
With a spirit running wild, running free.
And they saw trouble in my eyes;
They were quick to recognize the devil in me!
See, I was born a restless child...
And I could hear the world outside calling me.
 ฮฤฟฦำพฮะDฦล
แนฤคฤชฤฟฤฟฤชแน
ฮัดฦลY
first year โ gryffindor โ pureblood
Alec was an Avery- he knew all about the founding of Hogwarts, so this lesson was pointless. The entire spiel gave him a sour taste in his mouth- he was everything a Slytherin pureblood should have been, and now because of some stupid hat he was sitting in Gryffindor. It was ridiculous. The only interesting thing was the mention of the Triwizard Tournament, which he was far less familiar with, and the Battle of Hogwarts, with everyone who'd grown up with magic knew about, unless they were a hopeless idiot. Speaking of hopeless idiots, some ginger Ravenclaw was whining about how the symbols didn't match the names of the houses. That was his big concern? 'Wah, it's not really a raven?'. This was pathetic. He rested his head on his arms, wishing he could take a nap. And heaven knows how hard I tried-
But the devil whispered lies I believed!
Can you hear it hanging on the wind?
Can you feel it underneath your skin?
You've got to go on, further than you've ever gone...
You've got to run far from all you've ever known...
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2016 9:34 am
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เฎ Pureblood เฎ First Year Slytherin เฎ xxxxx < Year 2034 >
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xxx ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐,
xxx ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
xxx ๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!
xxx ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐--
xxx ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
xxx ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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Garnet came from a pureblood family, a Mortemer, of course he knew every about the founding of Hogwarts and the Battle of Hogwarts. Sitting beside Alec, he crossed his arms and scoffed at the mention of Voldemort, knowing that his family name was tainted because of him. And he was much more irritated at the Deaus' whine about how the house names mismatched the logos. But he chose to dispel it because he was friends with him, but the redhead was a Ravenclaw, he shouldn't be that of an idiots. Frowning at the lesson in general, he turned to Alec who was beside him and muttered, "This lesson is boring, I'm sure everyone knew about the whole history of Hogwarts like some bedtime story." Of course, he made sure that Professor Powell didn't hear that, otherwise he would be dead meat despite the professor's relaxed aura.
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐-- xxx
๐ต๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐... xxx
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ xxx
๐ฐ๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐: ๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐! xxx
๐ฐ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ xxx
๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐... xxx
โฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌโฌ ๐ ๐๐๐ [Alec, classmates] ๐๐ [classroom] โ ๐๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข โ ๐๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ข โ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ช๐ข ๐๐ฌ๐ซ๐ค โ  < Out.Of.Character > out of character
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:21 am
x
F I N D x M E x W H E R E x T H E x W I L D x T H I N G S x A R E
โโ โ A B I G A I L . D E V A U X โ โฎโ
xxxxxxxx๏น (CURIOUS) xx (ENTHUSIASTIC) xx (IMAGINATIVE) ๏น
THERE'S A WILD THING IN ALL OF US. IT LIVES IN OUR PASSIONS
AND THE PEOPLE WE LOVE, IN OUR SUBCONSCIOUS THOUGHTS,
OUR BELIEFS. IT'S EVEN MADE A HOME IN THE DARKEST PARTS OF
US. BUT WE CAN'T BE SCARED OF IT. WE HAVE TO BECOME IT.
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ใRavenclaw xxx ใFirst Year xxx ใPure Blood
Looking around the classroom, Abigail let out a sigh. History of Magic was her worst subject. Abigail sucked at memorizing dates and events. It just never seemed to click. She knew from day one she would need a study buddy for this class, though she hoped she could find one quick before everyone got into their groups.
Abigail listened to the teacher as best she could, writing down all the information she was given. Once the professor asked if anyone had any questions, Abigail sunk down in her seat. She didnโt want to be called on for any reason in this class for she felt she would be the dunce and say something that would embarrass her.
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ศดocation : history of magic I classroom
ษฆealth : 100%
ฯeelings : worried
สompany : other first year students
puppet master : night_crawler_andy
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 9:01 am
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Hษชsแดแดสส แดา Mแดษขษชแด || Rแดแด แดษดแดสแดแดก Pสแดาแดssแดส || Sแดแดแด
ส แดา Aษดแดษชแดษดแด Rแดษดแดs
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Grayson swept into the class, ready to teach. He was actually a bit happier about this class, but still a little disappointed about the fact that they seemed not to be too inerested in history. Ah, well it really wasn't a surprise. Not everyone was excited about the same things that he was. He strode up to the chalkboard and grabbed a piece of chalk. He quickly wrote down the topic of the day and set down the chalk, dusting his hands off.
"Hello, class. Today we will be discussing the Chamber of Secrets. Now I know that some of you may have already heard about this, so please just bare with me while I bring the ones that haven't up to speed.
"The Chamber of secrets was built over a thousand years ago, around the same time that Salazar Slytherin left the school. There was speculation about the chamber for centuries, but no one could really even pinpoint how Slytherin could have created such a place to begin with, let alone what the Chamber was to be used for. However, that all changed back in the first half of the twentieth century.
"The chamber was opened, releasing a monster that only an heir to Slytherin could control. Since Salazar Slytherin was a Parselmouth, the creature was a snake. A basilisk, to be precise. The chamber had been opened by a then-unknown prefect by the name of Tom Riddle, and its purpose was insidious. That was to kill every one who didn't belong in Hogwarts. Namely muggle-born witches and wizards.
"Eventually the attacks stopped, as someone was apprehended for the crimes. However that was not the end for the history for the Chamber itself. In 1992, the chamber was opened again, this time by a fragment of Tom Riddle's soul. The attacks resumed, and it wasn't until the actions of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley that the attacks stopped." He looked about the class. "Now I know that some of you may have questions, so don't hesitate to ask. I would be happy to answer them to the best of my ability."
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Location: History of Magic classroom
Thinking: New year, new faces...
Taken by: Amata Harlowe
OOC:
Now where did I put that wand?
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2016 6:38 pm
When the crypt doors creak and the tombstone quake...
Spooks come out for a swinging wake!
Happy haunts materialize and begin to vocalize;
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize!
Now don't close your eyes and don't try to hide...
Or a silly spook may sit by your side;
Shrouded in a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize. ๐ก๐ข๐๐ฒ๐ฐ
๐ด๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ข
๐ช๐ฒ๐ค๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ซ โ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ฏ โ ๐ฏ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ด
Deaus smiled a bit taking notes at the class, trying to think of all the questions he wanted to ask."Sir, if it's alright I have three questions. First how could the basilisk know who to attack? I mean what if Tom Riddle did not know someone's bloodline. Also I think I heard one of the people who died is a ghost of the school is that true? And lastly I don't understand how someone's soul can be fragmented, is that even possible and why would someone do that?" The boy asked before sitting down not sure if he asked too many questions but he was curious and wanted to know all he could. As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree-
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree!
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes...
Start to shriek and harmonize!
When you hear the knell of a requiem bell;
Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell;
Restless bones etherialize, rise as spooks of every size.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2016 10:36 pm
 xโงxDesmondxxxLanexxxMelanconxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxGryffindor First Year
x Feeling: Focused
x Location: HoM Class 3
x With: First year Students & HoM ProfessorAnother day, another class. Desmond found himself once more in History of Magic taking notes and preparing for whatever came next. OOC:A difficult choice indeed...
You could do well in any house,
And yet I see one fitting you quite well.
Better be...
Gryffindor!
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 10:14 am
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Hษชsแดแดสส แดา Mแดษขษชแด || Rแดแด แดษดแดสแดแดก Pสแดาแดssแดส || Sแดแดแด
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Grayson looked up from his book as he noticed the students coming in. He didn't know how long he had been sitting reading, but the effect was always the same. Usually it would end with him being confused about what was going on, but today was different. He was supposed to be teaching the class, and as usual, it left him a bit awkward as to how to go about it. He however decided to go about doing it the simple way.
"Hello, class, and welcome to History of Magic. I am your professor, Grayson Powell. In this class, there is no wandwork, since magic doesn't help you to learn about history. Therefore, your wands will need to be put away." He stood, taking his feet from off the desk and faced the children directly. "History is a collection of events, as I'm sure you are all well aware of. However, these events help to shape the world around us. If not for the witch burnings of the sixteen hundreds, we would not have the Statue of Secrecy. If not for the crises of the last century, we would not have cooperation of all magical folk." He glanced around the class, letting his gaze fall over each of the students. "Now, can someone tell me, besides what I have stated, why history needs to be learned?"
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Location: History of Magic classroom
Thinking: New year, new faces...
Taken by: Amata Harlowe
OOC:
Now where did I put that wand?
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 3:54 pm
A bright mind and a brighter smile.
Better be...
Hufflepuff!  Wearing: Hufflepuff Cutiness/ Thinking: First class of the year /With: First yearsLauretta walked into her first class of History of Magic for the year taking a seat right at the back so she could take a nap. Lauretta spoke up when the professor asked a question. "We need to learn the events that has happened in history because there are some parts that are important to know and if not they will slowly be forgotten and no one will know about the past." Lauretta said to the professor. "For example what would happen if no one was told about the history and how it became Hogwarts then probably everyone will think its just another magic school for wizards and witches to go to." She somewhat summed in up in her own words. Lauretta smiled and sat back down in her seat and waited for the professor to speak again.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 4:46 pm
Mood:
Companions:
Thoughts:
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I always get up now to see what's next
Birds don't just fly, they fall down and get up
Nobody learns without getting it wrong
Hikaru was actually quite eager for this class. He arrived and sat next to Lauretta who seemed sleepy. She answered the question about as well as he would have so he didn't chime in. He was also busy unpacking his bag finding a cat toy his kitten must have hid in there.
I won't give up, no I won't give in
'Til I reach the end and then I'll start again
No I won't leave, I wanna try everything
I wanna try even though I could fail โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโOoc:
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 6:46 pm
I thought of angels,
Choking on their halos-
Get them drunk on rose water;
See how dirty I can get them.
Pulling out their fragile teeth;
And clip their tiny wings!
T R E V A
A N N E S T
W A R L O W
slytherin โ first year โ halfblood
Treva slouched into History of Magic as if she'd just awoken... despite the fact that it was one in the afternoon. The truth was that she'd slept in until ten, missed breakfast, tried to find Di to pester her about the location of the kitchens, failed in that endeavor, had a run-in with some portraits, and gorged herself at lunch. Now she was tired again, and decided that after this class she was taking a nap. They did have Astronomy at midnight, after all. She blinked blearily at the professor from her seat in the back, natural brown mixed in with the artificial silvery white of her hair in her tired state. She dubbed the man Professor Barf, as his luxurious facial hair was the most interesting thing she saw in him, and struggled to remember what class this was. Oh. Why Should We Care About Dead People, 101. Some blonde girl with an unfortunate smile had already answered the question, but far be it from Treva to abstain from class discussion. "Because when people don't know all the facts, they're more easily misled and manipulated," she answered somberly. And then: "And because otherwise you might be out of a job, sir." Cue grin. Letting people down is my thing-
Baby, find yourself a new gig!
This town ain't big enough for two of us.
I don't have the right name;
Or the right looks...
But I have twice the heart.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 7:06 pm
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
Mood:
Companions:
Thoughts: โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Jillian arrived and decided to joined a light long haired haired Slytherin girl. the teacher asked a question Jillian knew the answer too, for once at least. she was still getting use to all this magic stuff. "Well a history teacher said one time that we learn about this stuff so we don't repeat the bad stuff, learning from other people's screw ups" She answered while being slightly bouncy. โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
OoC:
I know the other girlies
Wanna wear expensive things
Like diamond rings
But I don't wanna be the puppet
That you're playing on a string
This queen don't need a king
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 8:09 pm
 And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
And designer love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
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Fฮนrัั Yeฮฑr || Hฯ
าาlepฯ
าา || Hฮฑlาะฒlood
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Ji entered and took a seat on his own, deciding that maybe he should pay more attention to the lesson than talk to people. He got out his notebook and blinked as he heard the professor start up on the topic of why history needed to be learned. He decided to stay silent, instead writing down what the other people were saying and watching to see what was going on.
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I need someplace simple where we could live
And something only you can give
And thats faith and trust and peace while we're alive
And the one poor child who saved this world
And there's 10 million more who probably could
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2016 12:46 pm
If you listen just right, you can almost hear it;
The symphony of secrecy, life, and fear...
The search for love, but finding fear-
Like a moth to the flame we become helpless,
To the beautiful ghost that true love sheds.
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muggleborn โ first year โ hufflepuff
Lydia was convinced that the only reason she had gotten any sleep her first night at Hogwarts was because of how exhausted she had been. The bed had been unfamiliar, if very cozy, and the basements had been dark and stuffy, no matter how good they smelled. She'd grown up used to sharing a room, so having dorm-mates really wasn't all that different, but as soon as she'd finished breakfast in the morning she realized she'd lost track of where the other first years were headed, and thus just barely made it to History of Magic on time. She was already dreading the class; Liddie didn't mind learning about history- her father was very big on it, especially history of the religious sort, obviously, but she had no intention to study various witches and wizards and sorcerers, no doubt being fed some pack of lies about how wonderful magic was. To her relief the professor looked quite normal, and she sat down warily next to a housemate, Ji-Yeong (she had always been good at catching names) but kept straight-faced and utterly silent, glad no one was ranting and raving about going back to the pagan times . We all are running our very own races,
Set upon the most dangerous of places.
We are left with a void in our chests we're aching to fill...
The doves come to gather our every need; they lift them up-
To Heaven through the mouths from which we speak.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2016 3:15 pm
Anna Adair
Age: 11
Hogwarts Student
Slytherin
______________________________________________________________________ Anna walked in smiling. She actually thought this would be a class she would enjoy. She did like history. When she heard the question from the professor she decided to answer. "History needs to be learned for a few reasons. It defines who we are and where we came from for starters. Another reason is to not forget as those who forget history are bound to repeat it. If you don't know history then you will never know where you are headed as you never know where you have been. On top of that history is fascinating, it is something that can not be changed, unlike the future, atleast not with strong magic, but you should never mess with History as it can and will change the future."Anna smiled. She finds history to be a great thing. She would never admit this, but she actually looked forward to this class.OOC: =Text =Speech =Thoughts
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