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The year is 2012, and you are Vivienne O'Mailley, newest student of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, and first-year Slytherin. Your first legitimate day of classes starts today, and you are fully prepared to start raping the laws of physics.

You hope.

"First years!" a voice calls. "Come and get your schedules!" Unsurprisingly, it's Saryesh, being responsible as always.

You get your schedule, which is the same for all the first-year Slytherins. It goes a little like this:

>BREAKFAST

>DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS

>HERBOLOGY

>CHARMS

>LUNCH

>FLYING

>POTIONS

>FREE PERIOD

>TRANSFIGURATION

>HISTORY OF MAGIC

>DINNER
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The rest of the night after dinner is free for you to do as you please. You figure Lorcan and yourself will try and see how many classes you have with Lysander, but breakfast promptly ensues. You check with Lysander, and sure enough, the three of you share Defense and Transfiguration. But enough teenage camaraderie, the lot of you are supposed to report to Col. Clarke! Chop chop, and all that.

Actually, your schedule was a little vague on that. It says to meet him on the blasting range, but you unfortunately have no idea where that is. Students hurry by, leaving you, the Scamanders, and Sarah alone.

"Well, now what to we do?" Sarah says. "I don't want to be late to my first class!"

>Wat do indeed.
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Somebody was nice enough to archive the last thread, too.

>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/19266096/
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Aww yiss - mah nigga is back. This is the best thread on /tg/ right now. Bumping so the others will get on.
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>>19279465
'Sup, nigga.
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Okay, hang on and let me make sure we're not autosaging.
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>>19279453
What we do is we ask someone. I am guessing that it is outside, so if we don't receive directions we head outside and ask someone there. Stay frosty Sarah, we can deal with this.
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>>19279499
This. Although really, it IS our first day. Maybe find a prefect and ask them.
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rolled 1 = 1

ask paintings how to get there stop every 50 or so meters just o check
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>>19279536
THIS GUY knows what's up.
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>>19279536
Yes, let's. We need to act, while staying calm.
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What color panties are we wearing? Also, what sort of sexual spells do we know? Who is our crush? Are we still a virgin?
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>>19279640
You're 11, nigga. Get real. Smoking is one thing, but all this panty shit is just sick.
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>>19279499
You express this to Sarah.

"Calm the hell down. Let's just ask someone."

Lorcan has beaten you to the punch, however, accosting an older Hufflepuff.

"Hey, do you know where the blasting range is?"

"Yeah, you go out the big door and then go down the bridge until you see explosions."

"Sorry, what? It sounded like you said explosions."

"Dude, it's the /blasting/ range. What did you think they did there, tea parties?" The Hufflepuff snorts and walks off, and Lorcan spins around.

"Big door, down the bridge." Thank you, Mr Scamander. The lot of you race out of the castle and down the bridge, and sure enough, you can see what looks like a crater-pocked field. Huh.

There's a small pagoda-type structure near one end of the field, and it looks like there's a few of your classmates seated under it. Before you can join them, a high, Texan voice rings out.
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>>19279708

"You're late, boys and girls!" The voice belongs to what you can only assume is Professor Colonel Oscar Clarke, and you try and remember what you found out about him last night.

>Prof. Col. Clarke was apparently a soldier for the Americans, a long, long time ago. He didn't go to Hogwarts, unsurprisingly, but rather got his education in practical, explosive, magics from a tribe of Native American shamans. He is officially retired from active duty now, but teaches as a favor to Headmistress McGonagall, but it's assumed he actually enjoys teaching small children how to blow up large structures. I know I would.

He's also something of a stickler for punctuality, it seems.

"I suppose I'll let you off this time, considerin' it's your first day and all." He gestures to an open table, grinning. "Have a seat."

You and the rest of your friends do so, looking rather sheepish, and Clarke goes back to teaching,

"Now as I was saying! The most important factor in any type of magical conflict is strength! The level of your spells is not relevant! A Stunning Hex will overpower a Killing Curse, if the hexer has the magical cojones to back it up!" His grin somehow widens.

"And to illustrate that point, we're going to be gaugin' who's the strongest in this class! Take out your textbooks, open 'em to page fifteen, and learn that Charm!"

(Roll a d20 for how well you know this spell.)
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>>19279648
So...we probably masturbate a lot but haven't gone to third base yet?
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rolled 12 = 12

>>19279716
It's time for EVOCATION!
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>>19279729

...Yes.
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rolled 16 = 16

>>19279716
Come on, we've got enough potential to blow roofs off of buildings without any training.
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>>19279729
You're a frightening human being, you know that?
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rolled 12 = 12

>>19279716
Fuck spells. Rolling to see if we can seduce the professor and get an automatic good grade.
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rolled 13 = 13

IT'S DEMO TIME!
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rolled 1 = 1

>>19279716
so, how are we doing this? first roll? best of? average?
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rolled 3 = 3

Lets hope we know it well. We were damn good at blowing stuff up before.
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rolled 89 = 89

>>19279736
blasting range meat your maker
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rolled 13 = 13

>>19279716

>Prof. Col. Clarke was apparently a soldier for the Americans, a long, long time ago. He didn't go to Hogwarts, unsurprisingly, but rather got his education in practical, explosive, magics from a tribe of Native American shamans. He is officially retired from active duty now, but teaches as a favor to Headmistress McGonagall, but it's assumed he actually enjoys teaching small children how to blow up large structures. I know I would.

I already like this teacher.
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rolled 3 = 3

>>19279788
sorry wrong dice lol
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>>19279741
Luckily, you already know the basics for this spell, and with a little more practice...

>Spell mastered: Minor Blasting Charm. Expels a small green bolt of energy from the tip of the wand, with (on average) as much power as maybe a small firecracker.

"Time's up!" Clarke bellows. "Let's see what you got! Any volunteers for first demonstration?"

>You tell me.
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rolled 60 = 60

>>19279840
blow up an unoccupied desk. then say we volenteer.
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>>19279840

Lets watch a person or two...we might pick up a few tricks. Still...blowing stuff up seems to be what we are good at, we should be ok.
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>>19279840
Absolutely we'll volunteer! He'll like anyone with guts.
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>>19279840
Go up first. Let's take this magical world by the belt.
"I would like to go first, Professor."
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>>19279840
Very well, we shall volunteer. Let's do this.
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rolled 17 = 17

>>19279840
Remove our dress first so we don't get it messed up, then we volunteer
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>>19279865
Your hand unintentionally shoots up.

"Right here, sir!"

"Eh? Well then, Ms..."

"O'Mailley, sir."

"Ms O'Mailley, let's see what you're packing under them dimples!" He leads you and the rest of the class to a row of targets, and grins at you.

You take a deep breath, gird your loins, and start the Charm. You speak the word of power and jab your wand out exactly right, and sure enough, out speeds the bolt, fluxing with green and silver tendrils of energy and

>BANG

There's a completely unexpected flash of light as it connects, and the target appears to be missing most of itself. Professor Clarke's eyebrows shoot up.

"Well, well, well well well. Not too shabby, O'Mailley. Next!"

You breathe a sigh of relief as you take your seat next to Lorcan. You though that would have gone much, much worse.

The next half-hour passes by pretty quick, with most students managing to produce the spell, as well as give it some juice to boot. Nothing compared to your attempt, unfortunately. As the last student finishes, Professor Clarke turns to face you.

"Well then. On the whole, I'd say the majority of you are relatively above average. That's good! Better'n last year, at any rate! Hell, I might even be tempted to organize something in the way of armies this year!" He cackles. "But all joking aside, I think we're done for the day. Your homework is to read the first chapter of your textbook, get a good feel for all them hexes. Then we'll see about practical application!"

"Class dismissed!"

As you pack up, Lorcan chuckles at your expense.

"'Not too shabby', huh?"

"Bite me."

>Anything you'd like to do before Herbology?
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>>19280071

Do we have time to maybe talk with the teacher? He's ex-military, which means real world, not magic world, right? He might have some clue how this all works that isn't 'It's magic'
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>>19280071
Punch Lorcan in the shoulder in a playful manner. Talk some with Clarke before we leave, ask what "not too shabby" means, and what he meant by organizing armies.

Well we've got some time before class, but given how convoluted getting from point A to point B is we should probably get to class early.
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>>19280071
>Hell, I might even be tempted to organize something in the way of armies this year!
>armies
So when do we get to ask "why are you upside down soldier"?
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>>19280103
>>19280119

Lorcan and Sarah keep ribbing you about your success, with Lysander leaving to his next class. You wave the other two on to the greenhouses, doubling back to talk to Professor Clarke.

He's scribbling something into a notebook on his desk, but stops as soon as he notices you.

"O'Mailley, huh? You forget something?"

"Ah, no, sir. I was just wondering if you could, um, clarify yourself."

"On what, exactly?" He's got an expression on that just begs to be shown over a pair of reading glasses.

"Well. the 'not too shabby' comment. I mean, I think I did better than anyone in the class, right?"

"Pride goeth, O'Mailley."

You feel yourself flush.

"But no, you done good is all I meant. Some serious chops you got there. Little uncontrolled, but that's all right."

You brighten. "Thank you, sir! And I was wondering, about that 'organizing armies' thing..."

He cuts you off. "All in good time, O'Mailley. Have to see to the other classes first, you know. Now, if I'm not mistaken, you'd best be headin' to your next class about now, yeah?"

Your eyes widen. Crapcrapcrapcrap

"That sounds about right, sir."

>Short break, if that's alright with everyone. Talk amongst yourselves.
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>>19280235
Intermission time!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHOBw6XwqRo
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>>19280235

Well, DADA certainly has changed. Apparently it's a lot more combat friendly. Herbology next will be interesting...
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Okay, we need to look into good spells for large area nuking for when the armies get started. Drop some sort of a stun-nuke on the enemy while they're still bunched up and laugh like a madwoman.
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>>19280408

Taking the Nanoha Takamachi approach to combat?
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You manage to get to the greenhouses with just moments to spare. The Professor, a young-looking brown-haired man, holds the door open for you.

"Just in time. Head on in."

The greenhouses look like they're from another planet. Huge vines creeping along the walls, sprouting amazingly colorful flowers that blink open and shut like eyes. Rows of gnarled, stumpy shrubs that you quickly realize are muttering to themselves. Well, one another, maybe.

Man, magic is freaky. Makes a girl wish she packed her smokes.
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You seem to be sharing this class with the Gryfinndors. There's still a bit of tension between the Houses, anybody could pick that up, but it looks like the Slytherins are really trying to redeem themselves in the eyes of the school.

Unless, of course, they just want you to think that.

But the pre-class chatter ceases as Professor Longbottom head to the front of the room.

"Good morning, class! I hope we're all navigating the school all right." He's got quite a friendly air about him. You think on what you remember from last night...

>Professor Neville Longbottom, Head of Gryfinndor. Fought in the Battle of Hogwarts some ten years ago, and has since become one of the most respected and best-liked teachers in Hogwarts. Mind you, you apparently don't want to push his temper too far, you've heard that he both can and will use the Sword of Godric Gryfinndor as it was intended to be used, i.e, to menace unruly teenagers.

This places scares you at times. But Professor Longbottom has started speaking again, better listen.

"Over the year I'd like to get you all at least familiarized with Herbological basics, if not comfortable with them, and hopefully we'll take a look at some of the more interesting specimens of magical flora come springtime." He mostly keeps talking about the upcoming year, wishing you well, etc. etc. Eventually he just tells the class they can have a period to relax and get to know one another.

What a nice man. Care to make some effort into meeting the Gryfinndors, or no?
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>>19280483
...Yes.
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>>19280502

Sure. Might as well, we are going to be working with them, we should get along.
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Make some small effort but don't go out of our way to really make friends with anyone, do what we want and talk to who we want because we want to.
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>>19280502
May as well. Perhaps we can find someone else who wants to create a new Standard Model of Magic.
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>>19280502
Only if some of them look interesting.
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>>19280534
Sarah seems reluctant to approach the Gryfinndors, but you urge the her and Lorcan into conversation, and soon manage get acquainted with most of your Gryfinndor peers. Of interest:

>Victoire Weasley, ginger and with a weirdly French accent. Huh. She seems nice enough, but honestly a bit dim.

>Robin Radagast, a cackling, overbearing, and generally annoying young man who's trying much too hard to be liked.

>Samuel Herbert, a musclebound young man with the personality of old dog. Smiling, relaxed, and somehow in his element despite his surroundings. He and Sanji seem to be getting along quite well.

>Margaret Shanspire, who seems bright enough. Of course, she /is/ from a magical family, so you doubt she's got anything in the way of scientific knowledge.

Anybody you'd like to approach?
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>>19280516

We need to find a maze so we can go do that.
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>>19280644
Samuel, he seems like a nice bloke.
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>>19280644
>Margaret Shanspire, who seems bright enough. Of course, she /is/ from a magical family, so you doubt she's got anything in the way of scientific knowledge.
Her. We need bright young minds that we can mold to our new scientific approach to magic.
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>>19280658

I fully agree with this sentiment.
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>>19280658
>>19280661

Both of these. We need both friends and allies in our quest.
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>>19280644
Margaret. We need someone with traditional knowledge to give us some perspective, and who is intelligent.
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>>19280676
I am >>19280661, and this man has the right of it. We must assemble friends and allies of all sorts, and it would be good to heal the centuries old rift between our houses. After all, Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin were close friends before they came to blows over the issue of blood.
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>>19280658
You introduce yourself to Sam, who responds with a pleasant smile and firm handshake.

"Vivenne O'Mailley, pleasure to meet you."

"Sam Herbert, likewise. So, I'd hazard a guess at you being Muggle-born, huh?"

"'Fraid so. It's pretty bizarre, all this magic and stuff."

"Ah, you get used to it." You raise an eyebrow

"Sorry if I'm assuming, but 'Herbert' doesn't quite sound like a really magical last name."

"Yep. Half-blood."

"Oh."

The two of you keep chatting for a while, and it turns out that he actually knows Sarah! What a remarkable coincidence. It's almost like there's someone up there, trying to make a plot.
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>>19280725
>It's almost like there's someone up there, trying to make a plot.

pffft, that's a more ridiculous idea than Magic!
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>>19280725

Find out how they know each other, if they are friends.
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>>19280661
Margaret approaches you first, a shy smile on her face.

"H-hi. Margaret."

"Vivienne."

"I heard about you from Lysander. He seems to think you're pretty nice."

"Oh, you know Lysander? Where from?"

"Oh, we chat about Transfiguration and things. It's a bit of a weird hobby, but you know."

"Ah, a studious one. So tell me, know anything about Muggle science?"

She seems a bit flustered. Society, you decide, is probably not her forte. But the two of you keep talking, and you gauge her to be fairly brilliant, albeit a bit on the, well, magical side. You know what I mean.
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>>19280725
>It's almost like there's someone up there, trying to make a plot.
Let's have someone try to read our mind again sometime.
Have the entirety of the entire TG Hivemind pumped into their fragile singleton consciousness with the full force of 4chan.
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>>19280791

Ask if we can compare notes sometime. She's good at magic, we are good with muggle stuff. Maybe we can learn from each other?
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>>19280845
This.
And I definitely support what >>19280798 said about reverse mindraping anyone who attempts legilimency on us.
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>>19280845
I second this motion. We should try to see if there's any commonality as we attempt to create the new Standard Model.
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>>19280780
Sam explains.

"I live in the same village as her Gran. She spends her summers there, learning how to be all witchy and whatnot."


I think I'm gonna knock off for the night, if that's all right with everybody.
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>>19280875
Sorry about the short thread and all, but my cat just jumped out the window. Be back on Wednesday, most likely. Eight central.
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>>19280861
>reverse mindraping anyone who attempts legilimency on us.
http://youtu.be/CDgXQPxzY8E

>>19280875
Alright. See you Wednesday.
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>>19280890
It's cool.
Real life shit gonna real after all.


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