Chapter 26 - 1st Week of School Ⅱ (1/2)

The next class, History of Magic was an utter bore as Professor Binns, the ghostly teacher in a monotone voice droned on about the great works of magic. Ignoring Rowan who was clearly asleep, the rest of the class was already bored out of their minds or fighting off the urge to sleep. To everyone's great relief the bell rung signaling it was time for lunch.

Rowan lazily stretches and says, ”That was a great nap!”

Severus glares at Rowan and stiffly says, ”Let's go get a bite to eat!”

”So, what's next?” Rowan muttered out loud.

”We have Charms with Professor Flitwick and then the Dark Arts with the new Professor, Professor Strives,” Severus muttered.

”Then I guess tomorrow, we have Herbology with Professor Strout in the greenhouse followed by Potions with Professor Slughorn. And then, Astronomy on Wednesday at midnight with Professor Sinistra to study the stars,” Rowan muttered.

”Don't forget that we also have flying lessons,” Severus quickly added.

Rowan halts for a moment, before stiffly saying, ”Right….”

Severus misses Rowan's reaction as mutters, ”I wonder what's for lunch?”

Rowan zones out during most of lunch to only come to as they hurry through the hallway. To their misfortune, they are forced to dodge the zooming tiny little man in a bell-covered hat and orange bow tie, and a wide malicious face, Peeves the Poltergeist. They weren't the only ones as a group of other students in the hallway dodge wastepaper baskets as they are pelted with bits of chalk. The older students hiss and shout at Peeves until a braver soul pulls out his wand.

Peeves blows a raspberry at them, before screeching off with a laugh. The students let out groans as they brush trash and chalk out of their hair and clothes. Rowan and Severus pat their robes clean of the chalk as they aid each other getting the bits of chalk and trash out of their hair.

Glancing at the time, they hurry off to their charms class to only take a wrong turn. Two more wrong turns and a locked classroom, the twins with great relief arrive at the open door of Professor Flitwick's classroom. Luckily, the twins were far from late as a few last-minute stragglers rush in as Professor Flitwick is rather lenient on the time given that is the first day of class.

Having taken a seat at the front, the class grows silent as a rather tiny wizard with dark hair in a sharp suit stands up on a stack of books in order to be seen. Rowan nods in approval, not because of his lack of pride and practicality, but rather given his talent for charms. Professor Flitwick was not only a former dueling champion, but he was quite deadly as seen when defending Hogwarts in the future.

Professor Flitwick begins calling out everyone's names, before pausing at Rowan and Severus's surnames. ”The two of you wouldn't happen to be related to Reginald Prince, would you?” Professor Flitwick asked.

Rowan and Severus glance at each other, before Rowan warily replies, ”Yes, Professor. Reginald Prince is our grandfather.”