18 Jun 2024, 14:09
Aftermath of the O.W.L. Exams
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The O.W.L. Exams had been, at that time, the most stress-filled period of Young Jacob Harman's life. It seemed that nothing could go wrong, and he felt he had all the subjects he wanted. He wanted to continue doing Potions for apparent reasons; it was his favorite subject, so he wanted to continue doing it. Defense Against the Dark Arts, he at least hoped he did well in. He saw many students get nervous, but Jacob was not nervous since he knew a lot of creatures and spells from his classes and studies. Though he wasn't sure he did well in Herbology, he also hoped his Charms were good. He will not retake History of Magic; it was simply the worst subject taught at the school. Since he thankfully with what he has been given in terms of subjects that he would do anything to get to be an Auror. He was walking through the corridors looking around the castle, deep in thought, thinking about the results of the O.W.L. Exams. This will likely be one of the last years that he will spend in this school. It was most unfortunate however to see that they had to move furthur away to Ottery St. Catchpole near Devon. He would later come across another some of his fellow Fifth Year students together. He came closer and closer to them, he wondered what they took in their exams, when he got close enough to them. He introduced himself "Hello, I'm Jacob. Jacob Harman, it's a pleasure to meet you" He said it calmly and courtiously. He wondered if they might get off on the wrong foot at the beginning, he tried to be a good leader for his own club, Lear's Army. An organization that went against the Dark Arts and all that they stand for. As he was doing this, several First Year students came from their lessons. Most likely from Defense Against the Dark Arts. Which was nearby, in case he ever needed to get a teacher. He could always trust the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to be nearby whenever they are in need of assistance with Dark Artifacts, and curses. Orion Lecuyer was once an Auror turned Hit-Wizard, who took on mutiple Dark Wizards over the course of that time. Jacob then asked the students that he was talking to, "Which subjects did you do exams for?"
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13 Jul 2024, 00:47
Aftermath of the O.W.L. Exams
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The O.W.L. exams had started and Opeila surprisingly hadn't found herself more stressed than she did during normal exams, despite these ones being so much more important. The Slytherin had been good at keeping up in class and even managed to get good grades in classes that didn't play into her strengths so much- like flying, Opeila looked forward to the day when she wouldn't have to get on a broom ever again- so even if she didn't quite get to an O in everything, she felt quite optimistic so far.
Her grades would certainly be good enough to continue studying the subjects she needed to get into auror training one day, if she passed her N.E.W.T.s too that was. Auror was not where she had seen herself when she first entered Hogwarts or even two years ago, but she found herself looking into this specific job more and more. She wasn't a bad witch at all, in duelling she had become a force to be reckoned with, so maybe this would be her way to go after all. Do some good, protect those who couldn't protect themselves. Maybe she was picturing the whole thing a bit too much like a fairytale, but that was the general idea.
Opeila was still lost in her thoughts when another student addressed her. Although they hadn't really talked ever, apart from occasional greetings in the past five years maybe, he was familiar at second glance. He was a fifth year like her. A little surprised- confused?- by the seemingly random introduction, she looked at him for a second before offering a smile. Maybe he was a little awkward and given that she used to not really know how to talk to people either, she wouldn't make him feel weird about it. "Yeah, I think we have some classes together, I remember you. Opeila Winters." Maybe he already knew that. As a prefect, former broom racing captain and current duelling captain, she had made quite a name for herself in the last years and appeared in the headliner a few times.
"O.W.L.s? Well, the mandatory ones of course and" She grimaced "I think I made a mistake choosing all electives in third year, that has become quite a load. I'm looking forward to next year, when we don't have that many classes anymore, although I think I've done alright in my O.W.L.s. As long as I pass in potions, defense against the dark arts, herbology, transfigurations and charms, I will be fine. What about you?"
These were the subjects she would move on with in sixth year, although she felt a bit sad having to say goodbye to ancient runes and history as well. Since third year she had been fascinated by runes and her interest in history was probably her dad's doing. Every summer vacation he had taken her abroad, often Greece, and they had spent a lot of time looking at ancient buildings. Now it was that what Opeila associated with history and she would miss the feeling it gave her.
