Beyond Hogwarts

The Diary

Aasma and Siraz were waiting in the principal's office for nearly fifteen minutes.No,it's not like they did something wrong-it's exactly the opposite. Aasma and Siraz are chosen for the most prestigious award of their school for inventing an extremely powerful and easy-to-brew healing potion at the age of just eighteen. They were in their last year in school,and were best friends from the very beginning. The two teens were sitting on the chairs,busy in their elated,but whispered conversation,which immediately stopped when their headmistress,Adhisha Mitra, stepped in.They both stood up, greeting their teacher with a "namaste, Professor Mitra".

"Namaste,my dears." Said the older lady in her usual calm and deep voice,"please,sit down."

When all three of them had taken their seats,the principal said,"You must have known by now,that you are chosen for our most prestigious award. But apart from that,I, personally want to give you a special prize. I hope you will find it, well, interseting!"

Special prize! Aasma and Siraz looked at each other and realized that none of them had any idea about this. Their headmistress was a brilliant witch,and also so much friendly with the students, but at the same time,quite mysterious too. Her actions were really unpredictable.

In the meantime, Professor Mitra searched out an old, leather-bound diary from her bag.

"This,my dears,is your gift."she said,smiling.

"But this, this is your Diary!" stammered Aasma,"Isn't it supposed to be, I mean—"

"Personal?" The teacher completed for her,"No,it isn't. In fact, I wrote this diary in a hope that someone would read it in future,and now the future is in front of me. Siraz Ahmed and Aasma Sultana, you both posses of prodigious skills in magic. You are the future of our school,so you need to know the past of it. You need to know the stories that revolves around this building of "Vidya School of Magical Arts." Therefore you need to read this Diary.

Aasma and Siraz were spellbound. The Diary of Professor Mitra is like a legend in the school. Everyone knows about it,but no one, except their oldest techers,have actually seen it. And now,Professor Mitra is just simply handing it over to them!

"Well, it's all right if you want to sit here looking at me and my Diary,but I would suggest that you should actually go and prepare for the award ceremony. You don't want to be late,do you?"said Professor Mitra, her eyes glittering "And one more thing, please do not tell anyone about the diary. It's our own little secret!" She added childishly.

The two couldn't help but laugh at this point. They took the Diary,greeted their teacher with another "Namaste" and were about to leave when Siraz turned back and asked,"Professor, If you are giving the diary to us, then what about the memories you have stored in it?"

"Oh,don't worry,I have a better place to store my memories."The headmistress said, pointing her wand towards her own head.