Lesson Four - First Years

[Doctor Florence Nettle]

The Doctor stood in the standing stones awaiting his class, twirling a walking stick he'd never been seen carrying ever before. It was made of a dark and heavy wood, most likely oak from the look of it alone. But what was curious was that the entire length of the wooden stick was engraved. Every inch, every centimeter and every millimeter of the dark wood was covered with the small valleys of engravings. They were, even to amateurs, runes.

[Othala Thormund]

Othala walked into the lesson, she had thought that it would be best that she followed lots of people to the lessons, knowing that it would be time for them to go and see their teachers at the start of the next lesson.

Shuffling through the corridors she pushed open the door to the classroom and she blinked a little, she was the only one here, and she looked at the teacher with a confused look.

As she sat down, Othala swung her legs too and fro, waiting to hear the professor starting the lesson.

[Doctor Florence Nettle]

The Doctor, seeing that it was Othala who had entered the classroom, grinned and stood up,

"Hey there Othala!" he greeted her before ruffling her hair slightly, "You up for something cool?"

He grinned and took out a stave. It was like the one he'd used to rescue her but it was a lot cleaner, almost blank,

"You want to have one of your own like I have?"

[Othala Thormund]

Othala giggled happily when Florence ruffled her hair, she smiled a large smile and nodded her head when he asked if she wanted to learn something cool, she really wanted to talk to the Doctor about the special pictures that she had, which she learnt were called runes.

"Yes yes yes!" she giggled "I want one of the special sticks like you use, and then I can throw my other stick away yes?" Othala asked, looking at her wand.

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