16 Start of Class Part #1

[Hogwarts, Ravenclaw Tower, September 2nd, 1991]

"You're late for 5 minutes, Mr. Moses. Mind telling us why you were late?" Professor Flitwick asked with his wand on his palm. He was looking at me with a strict look that, for some reason, looked funny on him.

"Sorry, Professor, got a stomachache, stuck in the restroom, I think the potatoes got to me," I said with a self-soothing smile while scratching my head.

I heard a few sniggers and chuckles beside me and saw the silver-blonde boy with young master vibes laughing with his henchman...Oh! and a one-woman.

'We're with Slytherin, huh...' I thought while looking at them, I looked around and found Wednesday on the last bench; as usual, no one was with her.

"I see...you can sit now, Mr. Moses; if your stomachache persists, be sure to take a visit to our infirmary, okay?" Professor Flitwick returned his gleeful tone.

"I will do so, Professor," I replied as I took a seat next to Wednesday.

I was minding my own business when suddenly I heard a few whispers from a few Ravenclaw students sitting a few feet away from me.

"Look, isn't he afraid? He's sitting next to an Addams; do you think he was bewitched by her?"

"Shut up! If she heard us, we're dead."

They whispered to each other with panicked and horrified expressions on their faces.

I looked on Wednesday and saw her without a change of expression.

'She clearly heard it...What's the deal with the Addams Family anyways? They can't be that bad.'

"Stop looking at me."

"Okay."

The first lesson that Professor Flitwick tackled about first is the introduction about charms and its history. He also started explaining about the different magical foci, but the foci that he talked about were mostly wands. After that, he talked about how important the pronunciations of incantations are and the outcomes of the different wizards who failed to pronounce certain spells correctly. Most of them were injured, became disfigured, cursed, and, worst of all, died a gruesome death.

He also explained how the wand movements can affect the spell and the different swishes and waves.

"How about a little demonstration, heh? After I demonstrate, all of you can try it; don't worry, it's just a simple spell." He uttered it in a gleeful tone.

"We will start with a simple spell called... Lumos!" He exclaimed as he finished waving his wand. The tip of his wand suddenly shone brightly.

"This spell is also called the wand-lighting charm, it's the most simple spell in our syllabus. It illuminates the tip of the caster's wand, allowing the caster to see in the dark. The incantation is pronounced as LOO-mos. A flick of the wand or a slight jab in any direction is all that is needed for the movement. Now just say Nox and flick your wand, and Lumos will go out!" He explained while showing us the illuminated tip of his wand.

"Nox!" He exclaimed as the bright tip of the wand disappeared. Then he told us about its pronunciation and simple wand movements.

"Now, class, how about you all try? Now again, Lumos!"

"Lumos." All of us simultaneously shouted.

As soon as the words left my mouth, the tip of my wand lit up in a bright, colored light that spread throughout the surroundings, causing the others to wince.

Not a second later, another light appeared from my side, which blinded me a little. I looked at the source of it and saw the blackest and creepiest wand that I've ever seen; I'm not even sure if it was a wand because it looked like a branch of a cursed dead tree. I looked at its holder and found out that it was Wednesday.

"Wonderful! Ms. Addams and Mr. Moses achieved it on their first try! 10 points to Ravenclaw!" Professor Flitwick shouted in glee while clapping.

"Now, remember, to extinguish the light, you must say..."

"Nox!" Wednesday and I both yelled, and the bright tip of our wand vanished as if it had never existed.

"Very good! Mr. Moses and Ms. Addams, another 10 to Ravenclaw!" He yelled with excitement.

"Thanks, Prof," I said with a smile.

"Looks like you're my competition, Ms. Addams." I tease Wednesday with a teasing smile.

"Don't get ahead of yourself; I'm just cooling down." She replied,

"It's supposed to be warming up isn't it...?" I muttered to myself while thinking about what she said.

And that's how my first class in charms went, it's kinda fun, to be honest, but it's too easy. Maybe it's because we're only first-year students, but I just hope it becomes more challenging over time.

After that, our next lesson came. Herbology. The topic's a little interesting too, because I've come to know some differences between a normal plant and a magical plant organism, but Professor Sprout, our professor on herbology, told us that the more practical activities would come later, because the more we know about the different plants, the better we will be prepared to handle them. We're with Hufflepuff in this class, and they're quite nice—maybe too nice, of course, except for Wednesday, who they just avoided.

Now the DADA...don't ask me about it, I just want to know why that professor is faking his stutter. I stuttered before too, and that's not how you're supposed to stutter, but thankfully we have a library in the common room that I can read as an added insight for my study in DADA.

The only good thing about that lesson is that we're with Gryffindor around that time, which means I can talk to Ron and Harry, but like every other student, Ron avoided Wednesday for a reason that I don't know, I asked him about it but he said that he will tell me about it once Wednesday's not around with me.

Lastly, the Transfiguration. The usual stern Prof. McGonagall was teaching this subject, and I can say that the syllabus itself was interesting, especially that transformation...

[Flashback]

'Daym...that cat's on magical steroids or something? Her mana's quantity is much, much bigger than mine.' I thought to myself while looking at the tabby cat that was situated on the professor's table.

I just want to see with my mage's sight if that cat's magical, because I saw some at the pet store with different kinds of species of magical cats on them, but to think that their magic is greater than ours is befuddling.

Btw, commanding 'I can see magic' all the time is kinda tiring, so I just commanded myself with 'mage sight'. As long as I command it with the same intent and its meaning is exactly the same as the previous command's purpose, then it will do its work just the same.

For example; Instead of commanding, 'I can move objects with just my mind', I can just command a simple, 'Telekinesis' to accomplish the same purpose. It significantly reduced my commanding time, so I had to do what I had to do.

'When will Professor Mcgonagall arrive, there's only 1 minute left.' I thought, wondering the whereabouts of Professor, while looking at my wristwatch.

I was deep in thought when, suddenly, to our surprise, and Wednesday's interesting glint, the once tabby orange cat was no more; instead, it turned into a full-grown witch. More specifically, it became Professor McGonagall.

"Holy potato!"

"Langua-I mean, quiet, Mr. Moses." Professor McGonagall scolded me.

"How did you do that, Professor?"

"With the subtle art of Transfiguration, Mr. Moses, you can change anything into everything." She said this as she waved her wand at the table, transforming it into a crow. All of us were very impressed by what she did, even me, and Wednesday also had an interesting expression on her gaze.

"But it is also one of the most complex and dangerous magics you will learn at Hogwarts," she said.

"A little mishap can be the cause of a catastrophic situation and, at worst, death."

"That's why anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back ever again. You have been warned." She uttered in a grievous tone.

After taking a lot of complicated notes from the lessons, we've also come to know that changing a table into a crow will take a long time for us to be able to do.

After taking notes, we were each given a match and started trying to turn it into a needle. By the end of the lesson, I was the only one who was able to accomplish the activity earning 10 points from Professor McGonagall

"Brilliant!...10 points to Ravenclaw for Moses's incredible performance in completely turning a match into a needle!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed with a smile that completely took me in surprise. She grabbed my transfigured needle and showed it to the class. I also added some intricacy and details to it.

Wednesday had also made a little difference to her match; Professor McGonagall showed the class how it had gone all silver and pointy and also gave Wednesday 5 points.

After our lesson, Wednesday had already left, leaving me all alone. I thought this was a great time to go to the library, so right now I'm on my way to the library when suddenly a group of people intercepted me.

"Umm...hello."

"Hi...?" I said while tilting my head to the side while looking at the Asian descent girl in front of me. She had long black hair and tanned skin, while the girl in the background is caramel blonde.

"Oh! My name is Sue Li, and I'm also a Ravenclaw."She said,

"And...I'm Morag MacDougal." The girl behind her introduced herself.

"We were just wondering if you have time to give us some pointers on how you transfigured the needles. The other boys were kind of weird when we asked them about it."

"I see..." Well, I've got time, so why not? I was on my way to the library anyway, and it's not bad to have more friends.

"Sure! I'm on my way to the library, how about we go there?" I suggested,

"Really? I mean, yes! Of course." Sue replied, elated. The three of them made their way to the library leaving behind three Ravenclaw boys.

"Anthony! I thought you said they would like us more if we were a little harder to get?" With an annoyed expression, one Ravenclaw-robed boy said.

"Well...that's what I've read in a book, Terry. I didn't know it would fail." The boy named Anthony replied while shrugging in defeat.

"Ugh! We were supposed to heroically help them the moment that they needed us, then they'd fall in love with us!" Terry Boot said this exasperatedly while clutching his head dramatically.

"It should have been me, not him!" He yelled with a pained expression while kneeling on the ground.

"...You're overreacting, Terry."

"...Really?"

"Yeah."

"Geez, I just want to spice our life a little; it's kinda boring, you know," Terry said as he stood up and dusted off his hands.

"...Well, I guess you're right. Do you want to teach that pretty face a lesson?" Anthony Goldstein suggested,

"...What are we, a bully? Besides it's too much work, let's just read, I suck at Herbology, help me."

"Sure."

The two of them took their leave, completely ignoring the strange conversation that they just had.

Unknown to them, two rather attractive Indian descent identical girls, which signified that they were twins, heard them. They watched the two boys with deadpan expressions on their faces as their eyes seemingly looked at them like they were specks of dirt.

"Boys are idiots."

"Exactly."