The Sliver Witches {The Wizarding World}

Ch 3. The First Morning of Classes

                             ~ R.L ~

"Wake up you two!" I yelled. "We have class today!"

"What the hell Remington?" Sabrina asked as she was waking up and sat up on her bed. "I was asleep."

"Well it's the first day of classes and I kinda don't wanna be late." I said. Serena was slowly waking up.

"Ahhh fine. I'm gonna get ready then." Sabrina said getting out of bed.

"What's going on?" Serena asked as she sat up on her bed.

"We have classes today."

          {An hour and an half later}

We were sitting down in Professor Mcgonagall's class everyone was writing. Professor Mcgonagall was in cat form as she sat on her desk, watching everyone.

I sat next to an Gryffindor girl, I remember her asking about an toad that a boy lost, as Sabrina and Serena sat near by. Then the door opens and two Gryffindor boys walked into the room, they're late.

"Make it." The boy with the ginger hair said. "Can you imagine the look on old Mcgonagall's face if we were late?"

Then Professor Mcgonagall change back into her human form. The boys looked surprised.

"That was bloody brilliant."

"Thank you for that assessment." Professor Mcgonagall said. "It'd be better if I transfigured Mr. Potter and you into a watch. Then one of you might be on time."

"We got lost." The boy with the darker hair said.

"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats." She said and walked back to her desk and sat down in her desk chair.

                     {An hour later}

We sat down at our desk waiting on the professor. Then I remembered something.

"Serena, didn't you said on the train that your father is a professor here and teaches potions?" I asked her as then at a moment's notice the classroom door opens and our professor walked into the room.

"Yes." Serena answered as Sabrina and I looked at her then her father.

"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class." Serena's father said. "As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few who possess the predisposition. I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses."

Serena, Sabrina, and I kept our eyes at Serena's father when he said that. He had short black hair and with a kinda annoyed or tired look on his face. Serena and him kinda look somewhat alike, I guess she looks more like her mother, but Serena never said anything about her mother yet.

"I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention." Serena's father said, now being annoyed. "Mr. Potter. Our new celebrity."

All three of our eyes went to one of the Gryffindor boys that was late for Professor Mcgonagall's class earlier. The one with the raven black hair and glasses.

I had almost forgotten Harry Potter was here for the school year. I remember my father talked about him before. He knew his parents.

"What would I get if I added root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Serena's father asked him. But I kinda knew that answer already. I raised my left hand and so did a Gryffindor girl that asked us a missing toad on the train and sat next to earlier.

Harry just turned his head side to side slowly, not actually knowing the answer.

"You don't know? Let's try again. Where do you look if I asked you to find a bezoar?" He asked.

The Gryffindor girl and I raised our hands again. I kinda knew the answer again.

"I don't know, sir." We heard Harry answered.

"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" He asked. The Gryffindor girl and I's hands were still raised up.

"I don't know, sir." Harry answered again.

"Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything is it, Mr. Potter?" Serena's dad asked the raven hair boy. And Harry just kept looking at him.

Ahhhhh.

When is it going to lunch time alright?