activity, and toppled off his head; he made a quick grab to keep it from being trampled. "That's the ten- and eleven-year-olds," he explained, relaying a piece of information he had picked up on the train. "We're too old for that."
A cough sounded from off to the side of the five, and they looked up to see a stern-looking woman of about middle-age, a small pair of glasses perched on her nose and a little black book in her hand.
"I am Professor Nebet." She flipped opened the book and looked down at a page, then up over the five of them. "You are the transfer students from Astrospell School of Wizardry?"
For a moment none of them moved, only staring at her in shock, before Quatre took a step forward. "Yes, that's us," he said nervously, attempting a shaky smile. "We're, ah, not quite sure where to go..."
"Follow me, please." She snapped shut the book and turned on her heel, marching through the crowd. The boys hastily followed.
"This is something of an unusual case for us," she told them as they walked. "We do not often get transfer students from the other schools; in fact, you are at the moment the only ones. Understand, gentlemen, that Hogwarts Academy has very high standards which we expect you to meet."
As she spoke, they came out through the crowd and the Hogwarts Castle came into view. The last of the sunset played among the castle's towers, reflecting off the moat. Quatre gasped in wonder as the sight hit him; Duo whistled in astonishment. Professor Nebet ignored both of them, leading them to a wooden boat which somehow, despite its seeming small size, accommodated all six of them easily. She pulled a wand from inside her black book, and rapped it sharply against the rim of the boat; with a lurch, the boat began moving over its own power.
"Therefore, gentlemen, you will need to be put through a period of review, so that we can understand how far you have advanced in your studies at Astrospell," Professor Nebet continued as the boat neatly docked itself on the other side of the moat. "You will be rooming with other third-years, but for the first month at Hogwarts you will have classes with second- or first-year students. All the teachers have been apprised of this."
They were passing through one of the doorways, into a dark stone corridor which echoed with their footsteps. "But for now, you will go through the Sorting Ceremony with the first-years so that we will know which house to place you in." She paused in front of a large set of doors, one hand half-raised, to give them a stern glance. "The four houses compete among each other for honors. Points will be given out for excellence in schoolwork, in sports, and for other matters. At the end of the year the house with the most points will be awarded the House Cup. So work hard at your
Re: Heero Yui and the Organization of the Zodiac
Date: 2006-02-21 06:50 am (UTC)A cough sounded from off to the side of the five, and they looked up to see a stern-looking woman of about middle-age, a small pair of glasses perched on her nose and a little black book in her hand.
"I am Professor Nebet." She flipped opened the book and looked down at a page, then up over the five of them. "You are the transfer students from Astrospell School of Wizardry?"
For a moment none of them moved, only staring at her in shock, before Quatre took a step forward. "Yes, that's us," he said nervously, attempting a shaky smile. "We're, ah, not quite sure where to go..."
"Follow me, please." She snapped shut the book and turned on her heel, marching through the crowd. The boys hastily followed.
"This is something of an unusual case for us," she told them as they walked. "We do not often get transfer students from the other schools; in fact, you are at the moment the only ones. Understand, gentlemen, that Hogwarts Academy has very high standards which we expect you to meet."
As she spoke, they came out through the crowd and the Hogwarts Castle came into view. The last of the sunset played among the castle's towers, reflecting off the moat. Quatre gasped in wonder as the sight hit him; Duo whistled in astonishment. Professor Nebet ignored both of them, leading them to a wooden boat which somehow, despite its seeming small size, accommodated all six of them easily. She pulled a wand from inside her black book, and rapped it sharply against the rim of the boat; with a lurch, the boat began moving over its own power.
"Therefore, gentlemen, you will need to be put through a period of review, so that we can understand how far you have advanced in your studies at Astrospell," Professor Nebet continued as the boat neatly docked itself on the other side of the moat. "You will be rooming with other third-years, but for the first month at Hogwarts you will have classes with second- or first-year students. All the teachers have been apprised of this."
They were passing through one of the doorways, into a dark stone corridor which echoed with their footsteps. "But for now, you will go through the Sorting Ceremony with the first-years so that we will know which house to place you in." She paused in front of a large set of doors, one hand half-raised, to give them a stern glance. "The four houses compete among each other for honors. Points will be given out for excellence in schoolwork, in sports, and for other matters. At the end of the year the house with the most points will be awarded the House Cup. So work hard at your