Harry Potter And The Forger Of Worlds 17 Classes

As Nova walked out the common room with a smile on his face, he whistle a tune to keep him occupied. As for the other guys, we won't talk about their suffering. But while Nova walked down the stairs and through the corridors, he carefully looked around and took in everything that he could see.

Besides the talking and moving portraits on the walls, Nova found that there were alot of stairs in this castle and was surprised to not find any teleportation points. But as he looked at the stairs, he discovered a few interesting things. To start, there were a hundred and forty-two staircases at Hogwarts: wide, sweeping ones; narrow, rickety ones; some that led somewhere different on a Friday; some with a vanis.h.i.+ng step halfway up that you had to remember to jump. Then there were doors that wouldn't open unless you asked politely, or tickled them in exactly the right place, and doors that weren't really doors at all, but solid walls just pretending. It was also very hard to remember where anything was, because it all seemed to move around a lot.

After spending a little while getting an idea of where everything was located, Nova went down to the Great Hall in order to get something to eat before the day was started. When he sat down, Nova saw that there were only a few people up this early in the morning and eating a few things. While Nova started to pile up plates of food in front of him, people gradually started to trickle in and after a half an hour or so of eating, The Great Hall was filled with people. Nova didn't really mind who came and went but he did notice some of the Gryffindor males had red marks on the side of their face, but Nova didn't know why.

After a while the heads of houses came around and handed out everyone's schedules for the term and then went on their way as many probably had cla.s.ses first thing at 8. When Nova got his schedule, he looked it over and found that he had the Transfiguration first and since he was done eating Nova put his plates in a pile and left the Great Hall.

When Nova got to the Transfiguration cla.s.s after a little more sight seeing around the school, he found that Hermione was already in the front row, reading through the course material in the book. As Nova looked around the room, he saw notes and information written on the blackboard and at the teacher's desk he saw a cat. When Nova looked closely, he saw that it was a tabby cat, square spectacles markings around eye. As he looked closer, he saw the cat gave off a magical presence and he recognized it as the same aura that McGonagall gave off. With a knowing smile, Nova nodded his head, and went to go sit next to Hermione.

"Good Morning Hermione. Your up early, did you sleep well?" Nava asked.

"I did and I also heard what you did to those poor boys this morning. Don't you have any shame?" Hermione replied. With a small frown on her mouth.

"What I only helped them get up and ready for the day." Nova gave a small laugh. "Something tell me that our first cla.s.s is going to be quite interesting."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you'll see. How do you feel about being taught be a cat." Nova replied.

Before Hermione could give a response, other people started to walk into the cla.s.s. As the room started to fill up the clock chime 8. A few seconds later, Harry and Ron, came running into the room and upon seeing that there was no teacher gave a sigh of relief.

But before being able to say anything, the cat jumped off the table and s.h.i.+fted into Professor McGonagall. Who then proceeded into lecturing them about being on time and changing one of the boys into a map so they didn't get lost anymore.

Nova could only shake his head, after all he did wake them up early enough not to be late. He then turned to see Hermione, staring at him, and whispered, "Did you know she could do that?"

"Nope. No clue." Nova responded. Hermione not believing him for a second gave a small huff and then turned back to the front to hear what Professor McGonagall had to say.

"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she said. "Anyone messing around in my cla.s.s will leave and not come back. You have been warned." Then she changed her desk into a pig and back again.

After taking a lot of complicated notes, they were each given a match and started trying to turn it into a needle. When the cla.s.s started practicing, he looked around to see if anyone had made any progress. The answer to that was no. The only person that he could see having made progress was Hermione. Her match had gone all silver and pointy. Nova then took out his wand and turned the match straight into a needle after saying the spell. He noticed that Hermione was watching so he turned it back into to match and then made the match turn into a form similar to hers. He gave her a wink as McGonagall came over and saw their progress and award them 5 points each.

After that they went to Charms, with a short man by the name of Flitwick. Who had to stand on top of a stack of books just so everyone could see him. Though he did fall over when he saw Harry. The most intriguing cla.s.s that Nova found was the History of Magic. Aside from the teacher, Professor Bins being a ghost that just droned on and on, Nova found that the information to be interesting has each world he had made each had their own unique life and history. The only bad thing that Nova had to say was the fact that too many people fell asleep.

When they got to Defence Against the Dark Arts, Nova took one look at Quirrell and realized that he wasn't going to get anything out of this cla.s.s, so he just enchanted his quill and ink to just duplicate whatever the professor said and decided to take a nap.

And so the rest of the week pa.s.sed much the same as it did on Monday. The only difference was the boy's were more willing to wake up without any a.s.sistance. Nova would have like to know what had changed their minds about sleeping in. The only other problem was that Nova still hadn't found a room to do any forging on the first 4 floors.

On Friday while eating, Nova heard Harry and Ron talking.

"What have we got today?" Harry asked Ron as he poured sugar on his porridge.

"Double Potions with the Slytherins," said Ron. "Snape's Head of Slytherin House. They say he always favors them -- we'll be able to see if it's true."

Nova was particularly interested in this cla.s.s as it wasn't that much different to forging, except instead of making tools and worlds with hammers and fire, it was ingredients to mix in a pot. Which he had to do many time while crafting to have certain elements soaked in specific liquids and various concoctions.

Just then Nova heard the flapping of wings and knew that the owls had arrived with the mail. After the second day of school when the owls came, Nova decided it would be bad if he stayed, so he just got up and left. As it turned out, Nova was subconsciously making the area around Hogwarts his, which caused many of the owls to to freeze up and start to dive bomb their owners when they entered the hall. It caused so much trouble, that the owls had to be given a place to rest and recuperate as the Care of Magical Creatures professor checked each one for some kind of disease. No one had noticed that when Nova left the hall the owls seemed to get much better. But of course there were some owls that weren't effect like the Weasley's owl, Errol, who was either too old or just too stupid to care about the presence of Nova, who didn't quite know how to feel about an owl not showing him respect.

As Nova left the Great Hall for mail time, he nearly ran into the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick. Yes ran into. As Nova was who he was he did not have any difficulty in touching or grabbing ghost but Nova didn't want any of the ghost to know that just yet.

"Ah young Nova, how are you doing to day?" Nick asked.

"Good. Yourself?" Nova responded.

"Dreadful as always." Nick gave a happy response back.

"Thats good." Nova replied, before he could leave Nick stopped him by saying.

"You seem like you are in need of guidance. May I be of some service?"

"Well you might be able to Nick. I am looking for a place in the castle suited for forging and quite to avoid distractions, would you happen to know of such an area?" Nova asked.

Nearly Headless Nick just floated in place for a bit, making his head wobble on his body.

But in the end, he just shook his head, "I am afraid that I do not know of such a place." Nova nodded his head in understanding, and as he was walking off, "But I know someone who would."

Nova turned his head back around, eyes wide, "Really?! Who?"

"The Gray Lady might, she has been at Hogwarts far longer than I have, and is more knowledgeable on the building structure." Nick informed Nova.

"Do you know where I can find her?"

"Unfortunately no. But if you don't mind, I can ask her to meet you the Astronomy Tower at midnight tonight. As that is a place, she like to be around that time. Though I don't know if she would be willing to talk to you as you are not a student of Ravenclaw."

"I will manage. Thank you for telling me this." Nova told Nick as he walked on his way to the dungeons for potions.

When Nova showed up for Potions he found that about half the cla.s.s was already there. He then Notice that there was an empty spot next to Hermione and a Slytherin girl with blonde hair and gra.s.sy green eyes. As he sat down, Hermione looked up from her book only to see it was Nova and went back to reading. The Slytherin girl on the other hand just nodded in response to Nova's presence. A little while later the rest of the cla.s.s showed up, along with a cold faced man named Professor Snape.

Snape, like Flitwick, started the cla.s.s by taking the roll call, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name. "Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter. Our new -- celebrity." Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the cla.s.s. His eyes were black like Hagrid's, but they had none of Hagrid's warmth. They were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels. "You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word, like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping a cla.s.s silent without effort.

"As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its s.h.i.+mmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses.... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

When Nova heard this, he just nodded his head, because he understood the power behind a good medicine.

Then Professor Snape spoke, "Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Nova looked at Harry to see that he obviously didn't know, while at the same time Hermione's arm came up so suddenly it nearly hit Nova causing him to fall out of the way and knock into the girl next to him.

"Sorry," Nova told her as he just moved over further away. Clearly not impressed.

"I don't know, sir," said Harry.

Snape's lips curled into a sneer. "Tut, tut -- fame clearly isn't everything." He ignored Hermione's hand.

"Let's try again. Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?" Hermione stretched her hand as high into the air as it would go without her leaving her seat, but Harry didn't have the faintest idea what a bezoar was.

"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?" At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching toward the dungeon ceiling.

"Man, Hermione sit down, can't you understand he has no interest in what you have to say." Nova told Hermione softly, as he grabbed her around the waist and forced her to sit.

"But Nova," Hermione tried to say.

"No but's, the Professor clearly has issues with Potter." Nova told her softly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because he is looking at Harry like he is the child of the man who stole his woman."

Even though Nova spoke softly, it was still loud enough for everyone to hear him. When he said, this the whole room went cold. As many eyes turned toward him.

"Ok then Mr. Void, perhaps you would like to answer on Potter behalf. And if you don't you can have a months detention."

"Sure. Professor Snape. Lets see, if I remember correctly asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite, I believe."

Nova knew he was correct and Snape knew Nova was correct and could only give him a cold glare, " That is correct." Then turned to the rest of the cla.s.s saying, " Well? Why aren't you all copying that down?"

As Nova sat waiting for the cla.s.s to finish, he turned and saw the blonde just staring at him wide eyed at what he had said.

"What. I know I'm handsome but that doesn't mean you gan neglect your notes."

The girl just rolled her eyes and finished recording what Nova had said.

Snape put them all into pairs and set them to mixing up a simple potion to cure boils. He swept around in his long black cloak, watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing almost everyone except Malfoy, whom he seemed to like. He was just telling everyone to look at the perfect way Malfoy had stewed his horned slugs when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the dungeon. Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus's cauldron into a twisted blob, and their potion was seeping across the stone floor, burning holes in people's shoes.

"Hey Void! Pay attention, your shoes are melting." the blonde told Nova. When Nova looked up to see the whole cla.s.s aside from Nova was standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils sprang up all over his arms and legs.

"Oh." and Nova too stood up on the stool and took his shoes off to see that the soles had completely melted away. So Nova just dropped them on the ground and watched as the potion acid continued to melt them down to nothing. He then took off his socks and stored them in his ring with the rest of his clothing. Now no one noticed Nova doing any of this because they were too focused on what Snape was saying.

"Idiot boy!" snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one wave of his wand. "I suppose you added the porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?" Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose. "Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Seamus. Then he rounded on Harry and Ron, who had been working next to Neville. "You -- Potter -- why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you? That's a point you've lost for Gryffindor."

After the mess got cleaned up and the problems resolved they managed to leave cla.s.s an hour later, some feeling the effects of the cla.s.s more than others.

As they walked out, the blonde sitting next to Nova spoke to him, "What happened to your socks and shoes?"

"I threw them away since they were melted." Nova answered.

"So your just going to walk barefooted. What is wrong with you?" Nova just shrugged his shoulders, it didn't really bother him anyways, since he found the footwear to be in the way anyways, and walked off with the blonde just standing there.