Roleplaying

A small girl enters a shop, shivering with anticipation. Her father has just promised her a new wand, her first, in fact. Her father stands behind her, a hand on her shoulder. They enter Mr. Olivander's shop, and a bell ring invisibly from the doorway. "Daddy, how do I choose my wand again?" the girl asks, her eyes wide with excitement. "The wand chooses the wizard- or witch, Kyla." Is her father's only reply; one he has been telling her for many days in the wait to go to Diagon Alley. A tall, pale eyed man comes out form behind the towering heaps of wands. "Now, who are we looking a wand for?"  Mr. Olivander queries to Kyla's father. "Ah, my little girl here, Kyla. It's here first year." The father answers proudly. "I see, I see." The other man exclaims. "Let's see here, ah, maple and dragon heartstring?" He takes a random thin, box from the lengths of other boxes. Mr. Olivander takes the reddish wand out of its case and hands it delicately to the girl, she looks at it in amazement, and waves it in the air to see the effect. "no, no. That won't do at all." Olivander says, taking the wand from the dissapointed Kyla. After 8 boxes, she cries in alarm "What if I can never get a wand!!!" Mr. Olivander stares at her with his pale eyes, then replies "There have been squibs here that have gone through the store, there are wizards that have gone through the wands to the very last, most unexpected one. You have gone through 8 boxes. You wouldn't be able to have made few a sparks out of those wands if you didn't not have a wand." Kyla's aqua eyes widen in understanding, and she exclaims "Oh." Olivander walks to the very back of the store, and comes out with a slim box. "Siris wood and hippogriph feather, 14 inches and light and springy." The girl waves the long wand, and an amazing amount of beautiful golden sparks burst out the end. "Just the wand!" cries Olivander, and Kyla's father's broad face widens into a warm smile of proudness for his daughter. "That'll be 15 galleons, a bargain! For your little girl." Says the now also grinning Olivander....

Sabrina aka Professor Ferrel was testing her training dummy making sure it moved properly in the Forbidden forest when a centaur galloped into the clearing and almost whispered "Get out of this forest human take your contraption with you." Sabrina stared the horse man down. "I am preparing this for my class making certain it works properly. Was I harming anything centaur?" "You're trespassing and that's harm enough." Sabrina started packing her dummy up as Sil bit the centaur's leg growling. "Sil down! Silver you dumb fox Knock it OFF!" Silver let go and the centaur raised his bow aiming for the fox. Sabrina picked her pet up and magiced the dummy to storage glaring.

When she made it back for dinner everybody stared again. Silver growled and they looked away eating in silence.

Sabrina was using the quiddich field to test her dummy with a skin, claws, teeth, and spines. Madam Hooch was testing the student brooms making sure they still worked. Silver liked the flight instructor quite a bit and hadn't bitten the woman once. Said fox was ducking and dodging the dummy's attempts to 'hit, bite, claw, or crush' him, in harmony with his master. The dummy was incapable of inflicting anything more than a bruise. Sabrina and Sil made a good team facing real dragons and the dummy was acting and moving like a real dragon. Another professor was watching Sabrina and the fox in 'action' Sil was a familiar; companion and working animal. A seeing eye dog was a familiar. Familiars by muggle definition are assistants, helpers, and friends to their handler. Sabrina had gotten the fox as a gift from an American colleague a few years earlier. Sil got out once and had handled a an escaped dragon chick all by himself. Granted the chick was about the size of a cat. He'd been helping his master ever since. The Triwizard tournament was at Hogwarts again, and she didn't want her invention anything less than operational. 

Kyla bounces to the train, a swaying male barn owl called Vino crouched on her shoulder. "Bye, dad!" She calls to Gregory Schmartens, her father. She hops on the train with all her luggage, just as the whistle sounds. "Write to me every day, Kyla!" Gregory replies, waving "Tell me all about the surprise!" "What surprise?!" says Kyla, confused and excited and sticking her head out of the Hogwarts Train. The steam engine starts puffing smoke, and the wheels start moving forwards. "Bye Kyla!" yells her dad, waving with a playful smile on his face. "What surprise, dad?!" calls Kyla, still waving. "You'll see!" beams Gregory, and the train rounds a corner, and puffs out of sight. Kyla sighs, and settles back in her seat, sitting down. "Hey, Yen." says Kyla as handsome Yen Chang enters the compartment. Another girl, Riya Zeller, walks in and sits down, and they smile at each other. "Did you hear about the 'surprise'?" Kyla asks her freind, still wondering what her father was talking about. "Oh, that old thing!" says Riya cheekily, sneaking a look at Yen Chang, who is now staring determinedly out the window. "What 'old thing'?" says Kyla skeptically, noticing her friend look at the boy out the corner of her eyes. "Oh, well my mother was there, and she told me ages ago, the Triwizard Tournament" giggles Riya, hastily pretending to be excited, instead of sneaking peeks at Yen. "Oh, wow!" Kyla exclaims dreamily, zoning out by staring out the window, watching the train go over a bridge. "Well, I can't wait to see professer Ferrel again! It feels like we haven't visited her in ages..." The train nears the school, and Kyla quickly changes into her school robes. "I can't wait!" she whispers to Riya, out of the corner of her mouth. The train stopped, and she got off excitedtly.

Last year Sabrina was an assistant to the care of magical creatures. The students seemed to like her. Sabrina was sure Silver would bite at least one of the students, getting bitten was a part of the class. Sabrina had theories about Silver's origins, it was a Japanese American who gave him to her. A kitsune smart and loyal fit the bill. Sabrina was letting her mind wander during a meeting concerning the foreign students, namely the customs, something she knew well. Sabrina was a world traveler. The tournament was a European event, Sabrina wished that the tournament was genuinely international. Then she'd have some people from possibly the American, Japanese, Chinese, even the Brazilian schools. The other schools had Dragonology classes for years as an elective. From the classical European varieties to the exotic ampithere native to the Americas. Dragons were everywhere why were the European schools behind the game? Why was she even in this meeting? She could be preparing for her classes. Or playing with Silver, she did that alot...

Kyla walked into the great hall, feasting her eyes upon the delicious meals in front of her.

Tomorrow, midday

Kyla walked into Dragonology class, still, even in fifth grade, amazed by the fantastic models and pictures of dragons above her head and all around her. She sees Silver and Professer Ferrel, and she goes over to say hello. "hi, Professer Ferrel!" She does a cheery wave, then sits down in her favorite desk at the front of the classroom. She takes out her wand from her bag, then a small, paper, origami bird. She places it on her desk, then starts to practice the new spell they learned in charms today. She taps the bird with a couple blue sparks, but then the bird flaps its small paper wings and flies around the classroom, acting amazingly like a real bird.

Sabrina looked around and waved to a few students who had greeted her. Silver was prowling around the classroom looking for snacks that students might have in their bags that they weren't supposed to. Sabrina snapped her fingers under the desk and he stopped. The paper bird that a student Schmartens had enchanted was fluttering around the classroom, Silver pounced on it or tried to. Class hadn't started yet the students still had about two minutes to go before they were late. Slytherens and Ravenclaws this time. A slytheren broke out their potions homework and Silver bothered the student. The note on the classroom door was a reminder 'If the fox goes out of his way to bother you you're doing something wrong. Silver isn't a dumb animal, he's my partner so treat him with respect.' The bell rang and the last students shuffled in. "Hello class most of you may remember me from Care of Magical Creatures last year. Those of you who don't remember me I am Professor Ferrel. This is where we'll be meeting for the next month or so. Then we'll go to where I've set up what muggle borns and half bloods might call a simulation. But before we go to hands on we'll start off here." Silver went to a covered cage on his master's desk and brought it over "Thank you Silver. Students dragon hide gloves on please, these are enchanted replicas of real dragons. One can fly and will given the chance, so I brought a net. All these dragons are native to Asia and the Japanese islands, with exception of the fireball none of them can fly but they can swim very well. The lindorm is the one with only two legs native to Mongolia very fast runner, all the others besides the fireball and lindorm the group shares the name Lung, the Chinese or imperial is the one with five claws per paw native to China it was illegal at one point one to show the image of a five clawed dragon without imperial aprroval one be killed for the offense, the Japanese has three an eight headed one is featured in a legend devouring maidens and was slain by a god the design of the sword in it's tail is said to have influenced the design of Griffendor's sword, and the Tibetan has the hairy armpits native to tibet and it eats yetti. Lung are very smart on par with humans they also lay theeir eggs in running water or clean snow. Their eggs are mistaken for massive pearls when the mothers carry them. Asian dragons are more sociable than the other dragon species The Lindorm may be far from stupid but it won't talk to you, the dumb one is the fireball. Every dragon has a personality, and a name." Sabrina pulled out five small cages, "Get into five groups class. Your homework is to get to know one of these five each group gets one, I must warn you the Chinese never shuts up once it gets to know you, the fireball bites since he can't talk I just call him Biter, the Lindorm does laps around the cage and gets easily agitated when interrupted he can't talk so I call him Runner, the others will tell you their names I'll take half a page on the one your group is assigned next week. I want personalities names and behaviors, feed them meat and fish from your meals, be careful, be polite, and don't break them." The dragons were assigned to each group at random and put in their proper cages. One representative from each group took a dragon and Sabrina nodded "Class dismissed." The students filed out of class. "Well Sil not bad for a first class..."

Somewhere out in the country near London, England. Also in Bulgaria if you are from Durmstrang, and France if you're from Beauxbatons.
Ever read a good book you've wanted to make your own version of? Well, if you're a Harry Potter fan, this is the RP for you! Your own version of Hogwarts, creating it however you like!
For years after Harry Potter defeated Voldemort, peace has finnaly came, or so it seems. A new couple of crisises have arose! From "muggle" eaters to the next Triwizard Tournament, treachery is arising. Can you survive the danger from in and outside the school?

1. No text language, please.

2. No cursing or abuse.

3.No controlling or killing other's characters, unless you have permission

4. Same rules applied in the RP guide

5. Be creative and have fun!

6. If you want an other, message me for permission, what your character is, and what they are there for.

7. Age limit (For students) is 17, and youngest for students is 11. Oldest (for adult characters) is 81, and youngest for adults is 25.

8. There is no age limit to others, unless they are a pet, and the limit is 19. If you are a phoenix or other immortal, though, just put your current age after being reborn, or just current age.

9. Only one headmaster is allowed per school, as well as most ministry officails are meant mostly to investigate and the Triwizard Tournament. The same rule applies for ministers per minstry of magic across the countries.