The Ravenclaw Table
1st September 2026 – 31st August 2027
"Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind."
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind."
The Great Hall is a large room with four long tables where students of each House sit during the day and at mealtimes. A majestic enchanted ceiling that mirrors the outside weather is watching over people in the room.
The table you sit at now is a table that has sat through many centuries; its wood is as old as the castle it sits inside. Brilliant witches and wizards sat in the same seat you have, and it's no surprise if you were to follow suit. You've been sorted into a noble house, one that has ushered forth pioneers, scholars, and new age thinkers of the wizarding world.
Creative, clever, sharp, and wise minds sit among you - the future is bright, and so is yours. The students at this table fly the bronze and blue crest and an eagle that has always symbolized the truthful principles of Rowena Ravenclaw. We are excited to have you here, whoever you might be, and whoever you may be, it begins here - amongst your own. Whether you are new or old, eat well, talk with one another, and may you always find a friend on this table.
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The Ravenclaw Table
Date : 4th september 2026
Time: Breakfast
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Jen sat at the table idly shaping the square of butter on her jam toast into a unicorn. Sparkling shafts of bright sun streamed through the window arches under the clouds of the enchanted ceiling. A steaming mug of tea blanketed her in warm steam. Jen watched her clods of strawberry jam light up like glittering rubies under a passing beam. The low murmur of conversation was lulling her into a sleepy haze. She felt a thought materialise and observed it drift like honey through her brain. She had let all other thoughts stream past like schools of fish in syrup, but she watched this one longer for some odd reason. Just as it began to fade into the abyss, Jens eyes widened.
The world snapped back into focus. The conversation suddenly boomed around her. She looked around. Where on earth was her cat Jelly? She'd just realised she hadn't seen her cat since she'd left him on the train. Jen was quite accustomed to bouts of disappearances from Jelly, but she always trusted he'd reappear. She considered that perhaps she'd fulfilled the terms of their companionship by carting him to the vast reserve of nature around Hogwarts. Maybe he was off galivanting in ecstacy in the fields or frollicing amid the wildflowers.
She huffed at her mug of tea, dispersing steam and watching the milky caramel liquid ripple. If he ever bored of his nature retreat and turned up again, she would trap him in her embrace and sink her fingers into his pillowy feathers for hours. The smarmy thing owed her that much for disappearing on her so suddenly.
A flash of red caught Jen's peripheral. She turned her head as someone's Tempus charm faded. She notcied the time was geting on, so Jen stashed her strain of thought and pranced off to Charms like a pony.
She was turned around on a rotating staircase and ambled aimlessly down coridors for the remainder of breakfast, admiring statues, noting portraits and turning at random before miraculouly bumbling through the right door at the last moments.ᓚᨐ
