Chapter 562 - Quattor Academy Ⅱ (1/2)
Beyond the green hills of a small city, there is a woodland with an asphalt road. Eventually the road comes across a great gleaming bronze gleaming gate with the engraved words, ”Quattor Academy.” The grounds are gorgeous with small gardens and large expanses of green grass.
Past the green lawn stands the impressive venerable institution with great stone pillars at the entrance with an arch. There is even statues of famous witches and wizards that do not move should the muggle boarding commission stop by for a surprise inspection. The great building not only houses a large library, but laboratories, and various other amenities such a gymnasium and more. There is even a dorm room mostly for appearance purpose, but a few students in fact will be residing there. Mostly squib children from various pureblood families, who are tentatively testing out the new initiative.
As for electricity it is a tentative subject with the school wards as such the administration building housing the computers and computer labs for the student's use are in a separate building from the main one. There was tentative electric wiring throughout the entire academy to provide light, but beyond that there were no electrical sockets. And just in case, there were hundreds upon hundreds of candles as well as gas lamps, which were a new technological in addition to the usage of electricity.
Most of the squibs, muquibs, and muggleborn professors were rather relieved at the usage of electricity lights and gas lamps. Not that candlelight was bad, but it was quite taxing on the eyesight. And as for the other witches and wizards having solely grown in the wizarding world, they were mostly fascinated by the entire situation. It was like finding themselves as children once again fascinated by the sight of magic.
Down the various halls towards the west wing is the primary school area, where a large playground is located just by the west wing exit. In the teacher's lounge is a group of various individuals, who will oversee teaching the primary children. Among this is group is a fair-haired muggle born wizard with a mellow voice, Edward Tonks known to all as Ted Tonks.
Sipping a piping hot cup of coffee, Ted Tonks glances up from the Daily Prophet to stare at his neighbor, a mousy haired, short squib with a countertenor voice. Bedford Cracknell would be teaching first year alongside with Ted, despite having recently graduated from the Uni. Everything indicated that Cracknell was a good teacher, but he seemed almost put off by the constant use of magic at times.
Trying to put the squib at ease, Ted in a friendly manner says, ”And how are you this morning, Cracknell? Excited to be teaching?”
Bedford Cracknell blinks in surprise at being spoken to, before offering a tentative smile. ”Yes, quiet. I enjoy working with children,” Cracknell confessed with a shrug.
”Good, good,” Ted said in a warm fashion. ”So, how'd you hear about the job, Cracknell, if you don't mind me asking?”
Bedford's grip around his coffee mug tightens, before he warily replies, ”I'm a new teacher, and not many schools were hiring recent graduates. A friend suggested that I apply, and I did. I never thought I'd get the job, but when I saw the use of magic and didn't panic, they realized I was a squib. And so, I got the job.”
”Well, there's nothing wrong with using such a thing to your advantage,” Ted murmured in approval, before taking a sip of his hot coffee, and smacking his lips in satisfaction. Catching himself, he muttered in embarrassment, ”My wife, Dromeda doesn't like me doing that. She says it's appalling, but I just cannot help it. If the food and drink taste good, why can't I express my appreciation?”