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Professor Victoria Lennore
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The History of Ebony Academy - The Plot
« Thread Started on Jul 28, 2007, 7:39am »

Nervous students file into a clearing before a great, old tree. They are understandably confused but take the seats that are there for them, next to so many people they don't know. Some are young, some are older, all have come for schooling that no one thought would come again. The murmurs of the children cease at once when a woman appears seemingly from nowhere and stands before them all. She is fairly young and yet it is obvious she has seen much and knows much. Her curly brown hair falls freely past her shoulders, a pair of black oval-shaped glasses are perched lightly upon her nose. She smiles, somewhat sadly, at her students, gazing out at them all for a moment.

Then, she begins to speak.

"Hello one and all! Welcome on behalf of the staff and myself to Ebony Academy of Magical Academics! I am Professor Lennore, Headmistress."

Before classes begin I'd like to give you a lesson myself. The story of how our school came to be. Don't worry, there'll be no exam. "

Ten years ago, a time long enough for you young ones to be left with only foggy memories, if you have any recolection at all. And, for that I am thankful. The events that I and so many others lived through should not plague the thoughts of this new and free generation. The school I attended to learn magic was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Even as young as you are I don't doubt you've heard that name. In turn, I believe you've also heard this name...Voldemort. In my own childhood people feared to utter that word. It was, as you have certainly been told, the adopted name of a one Tom Marvolo Riddle. He himself attended Hogwarts...and went horribly astray; becoming what he is known as now...the worst dark wizard to ever have lived. I was alive and at Hogwarts during his second reign of horror. When things in England went so terribly wrong I was sent by my parents, who were involved with the fight, to America, New York precisely, to live with my uncle and aunt away from the most imminent danger. The story went on as it is always told. There was a four year war after his rebirth...ending with the famous Harry Potter (a classmate of mine during my years at Hogwarts) battling and defeating him once and for all. Tragically, in the process he lost his own life. Another great loss during this blood soaked period of wizard history was that of Albus Dumbledore...the greatest wizard to ever live...ever... and the greatest headmaster in Hogwarts' long history. The school fell after the battle as did the other major academies of magical learning. It was a great, great loss to our world. For without our schools, how were we to continue?"

For the last ten years there has been nowhere for young wizards and witches to go. Two years ago, I decided to start this school to, hopefully, restore our broken world in some small way. I chose to place it in America because it has always been a land of fresh starts and great hope and learning... and is far enough from England, where so much hurt still lingers. As you may have already realized, the school is built within the trunk of a tree. Unusual, yes. But do not be fooled. Step inside, and it holds far more than meets the eye, a common trait of many magical things. Now, Some of you are older than the usual 11 years, but no matter. All are welcome to learn and grow. For it will be you who sit here today who will be in charge of our so fragile world in just a few years' time." Here she paused, seemingly lost in thought.

Then, "What is left for me to say now but welcome? Welcome a million times over and the best of luck to you all. Ta Ra."

With a final warm smile, she leaves them. She does not head towards the tree, but instead she strides towards the great lake off in the distance, her violet cloak billowing in the fall breeze. The students watch her go, unsure of what to think or do. She's an odd character, to be sure, but seems kind enough. Now other teachers step forward and usher them towards the tree. Miraculously, or rather, magically, as they approach the ordinary looking tree a great set of doors appears. They become clearer and clearer with each step until the group reached them and they are thrown wide with the wave of a teacher's wand. The students enter the cavernous entrance hall of Ebony Academy.

« Last Edit: Mar 30, 2008, 11:45pm by Professor Victoria Lennore »

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