The Professors Final Mistake (A Gellert Grindelwald Story)

(3) DADA

State of Grace by Taylor Swift

Before Shannon and her family knew it; she was already in the Great Hall eating breakfast on her first full day of school. It was now the 2nd of September and everyone was sat at their correct house table, including Shannon.

FLASH BACK TO YESTERDAY EVENING

Once everyone in first year had been sorted into their houses, Dumbledore stood up and moved along to the wooden podium on the other side of the desk. He was no longer wearing a grey suit, today he was wearing long robes that looked like mix of a type of dressing gown and a silky dress.

At this point Shannon was told to wait inside of Dumbledore's office until he was able to sort her into her house. She waited until a teacher fetched her to the Great Hall (Gellert Grindelwald). They made small talk as they walked from Dumbledore's office to the Great Hall. Much like a couple days before, Grindelwald seemed very kind and proper towards Shannon.

"How are you liking your new robes, Miss?"

"They are different from my old ones at Zoksiths Academy of Spells. They were ugly yellow robes."

"You went to Zoksiths? I've only ever heard great things from there." He said with a grin.

"Yes. It was the only magic school in Germany."

Before long they reached the large wooden Great Hall doors. Grindelwald knocked right in the very centre of the right half of the door and both swung open. The whole of the students who were populating the Great Hall turned backwards and looked at her. Dumbledore was mid sentence, talking about the new 7th year student, Shannon Osborn.

"Here she is now. Shannon, please come to me." Dumbledore said. He grinned as she walked closer towards him, he could tell she was feeling nervous about  all of the students eyes on her. "Stand up here with me." He whispered. He helped her up onto the stage and she stood next to him on the podium. "Everyone, this is Miss Shannon Osborn, a new 7th year from Germany. She will need some extra help while travelling around school so please look out for her and help her if she needs it. Now, without any further ado, let's sort her into her house."

There was a buzz of excitement coming from each table in the hall while Dumbledore and someone called Professor McGonagall were setting up another sorting ceremony. The female teacher got another stool and brought the sorting hat back. Shannon stayed silent next to Dumbledore at his podium.

"Miss Osborn, please come here and sit on this stool." Shannon got off the stage and plonked herself on the stood and waited for Professor McGonagall to give her another instruction. "I will now place the sorting hat onto your head, it might tickle." She put the hat on, but it didn't react to her at first.

"Hmm. A new student so late in her schooling career... I wonder why." He said at first. "A Zoksiths student coming here to Hogwarts School, interesting change." Shannon wondered if the hat was going to get her into trouble. She never considered herself to be a naughty child, but what if she did something in Germany that wasn't allowed here in England? "There are only three houses at Zoksiths Academy, Leistung, Mut and böse. You were sorted into one of those house... ahh, you were in Leistung house which means Power. Are you a powerful young lady, Miss Osborn?" The hat asked. Shannon shrugged her shoulders, she was too scared to speak. The rest of the Great Hall had their mouths open in awe. "The most powerful house at this school is called Slytherin, but you don't fit the type... perhaps Hufflepuff would be better?" Some Slytherin boys sniggered and some Hufflepuffs looked hopeful. "Actually, I don't think Hufflepuff would be the exact right fit for you, Miss Osborn. Give me a second to think this over... alright, Gryffindore it is!"

A large eruption of cheers came from the Gryffindore table. All of the 7ths years stood up and gestured Shannon towards them once she was told she could go. She sat down at the very end of the table next to a boy. She saw some red smoke around her and looked down at her robes, they had magically changed to the Gryffindor colour, red.