#nigellus the knight

[jacksonsdrumstick]

Another set of new sims. They are supposed to be the medieval versions of these three guys.

"Pirates and Nobles" are a must have to run these gentlemen. But no need to get any sort of custom content.

Let's go!

We'll start with Nigellus. He's a scion of the local nobility. Though, he has fallen on hard times, he still behaves like a typical local aristocrat. That might be the reason why people don't like him at all.

Nigellus is supposed to be a knight, but he's actually kind of bad at his main job. Which is probably for the best.

Nigellus writes a lot of pamphlets. He's eager to state his opinion on everything. He often tries to usurp the position of a town cryer, just because it gives him an opportunity to rant about everything.

Traits: Entitled, Scholarly, Hubris.

Back in the day, Harry was a travelling blacksmith. He went to a lot of places and did a lot of weird stuff for a living. But now he seems to settle down in On-Point. Which might be a good thing.

He's a hard-working fellow. though he's not without his quirks. Harry likes to ramble about something otherworldly, like the hidden underground cities, or witch orders, or extraterrestrials. Sometimes he makes an effort to search for them.

Despite this, Harry usually gets along with other people. But Nigellus migh be an exception. They have a long-time rivalry, despite their different social status. It culminated on the day, when Harry locked Nigellus up in an outhouse, because he ruined the work that Harry was supposed to do for the local tavern. It just gets worse from that point.

Traits: Solitary, Chivalrous, Guild Enemy.

And this is Rick. He's a pretty flowery bard.

Rick is usually the one to stay away from all the drama (until it involves him trying to flirt with other people's wives). He's a happy-go-lucky fellow. It's surprising to know that back in the day he actually was a very angry youngster. Now he seems to be perpetually excited about everything, including the scariest stuff ever.

Despite not being very religious, he frequently visits the Monastery and the Cathedral. Him being big friends with Francis and Violet must be the reason. They know each other since their late teens, and seem to get along quite well, despite Rick not caring about his health enough (which bothers Francis) or having a foot in his mouth (much to Violet's chagrin).

Despite his jolly disposition, Rick can be pretty passive-agressive. But it seems to be the only quality of his, that doesn't bring him much trouble.

Traits: Excitable, Fun-Loving, Uncouth.

[okwritingandpain]

Hogwarts Legacy: The Curse of The Ravenclaw House: Phineas Nigellus Black x Reader

Chapter 8: Trial One

You and Black walked through the big blue and silver doors. On the other side was a battlefield. The ground was a checker board and giant chess pieces were shifting and moving. Innocent people were hiding in a small hut. Dark wizards were moving the pieces closer. You pulled out your wand an immediately began to attack the wizards. Black ran to the hut and looked inside for the people. You held the others off as he began helping people out.

"Muggle borns should be killed for their heritage!" Snapped one of the wizards. Black stopped moving. Oh no. You turn to Black, seeing him slowly back away from the people.

"Muggle borns?" He repeated as you clench your wand. "And you are pure of blood?" He squinted at the wizards. They smiled, surrounding them.

"We are. Who knew Phineas Nigellus Black would be on our side." Another wizard laughed, pointing his wand at you. Black's shocked expression turned into a frown as he walked up to you.

"I never said I was on your side." He spoke as his wand sparked. The others lifted their wands. You knew that Black was in over his head. He didn't know how these trials worked. There was no way he was going to-- "Flipendo!" He knocked some of the wizards back and grabbed you by the collar. He dragged you to the house.

"It looks like someone had abandoned the family morals!" The dark wizard spat, aiming his wand at Black.

"I know you aren't real...you can't hurt me or Y/N. My morals are nothing in a world full of nothing." He hissed.

"Crucio!"

"Protego!" Black yelled, but he didn't understand. The blast him him and he fell to the ground in pain.

"Crap!" You say, pointing your wand at the dark wizard. "Imperio!" The wizard's eyes turn white as he attacked the other wizards. You lift Black off the ground and carry him to the hut. "I'm sorry that you have gone through this curse so many times in the past week. Just breath and join the fight when you are ready." You say as he groans. You run back out to the battle and blast a couple of the wizards. Yelling all of your most powerful spells, you protect the muggle borns and defend your own blood. Black watches you in silence. He clutched his wand to the point of snapping. Everything was being questioned. These people did not deserve to die, but he wanted to defend his family morals and the wizards he believed in. He thought about you. You were fighting against his morals. You didn't deserve to die because of your blood. Black stood up and charged towards the battle.

"Bombarda!" He shouts, hitting a few of the wizards. The giant chess pieces begin to move again as they attempt to crush you and Black. You kick a wizard into the square a knight piece was about to land into. It crushed them on the spot. That was easy. Black follows your lead and begins to draw the towards certain squares. You smile as the numbers begin to drop. Black cheers as another one is knocked out and the people cheer with him. But in the distance you see a familiar face. Cornelius stood watching you fight. The purple cracks that lined his skin began to grow in size as his eyes glowed purple. He looked behind him as you gasped. With large silver finds and purple cracks just like Cornelius, a dragon loomed over the battlefield. It's neck turning a shade of purple as it opened its mouth. A large, purple lightning blast shot out across the field.

"Black!" You scream as the blast gets near him. He freaks and dodges out of the way of the blast. The dragon perches on top of the Queen piece. With what felt like a thousand horns and two tails, it began to knock over pieces. You and Black run into each other. You fall to the ground as a piece topples in your direction.

"Wingardium Levisoa!" Black yells. The force was strong and he was being pushed to the ground as he tried to hold the piece up. You attempt to drag him away, but his grip was weakening. Cornelius smiled watching you suffer. Could your ancient magic work? It had to. You muster up the power inside you as you point your wand at the piece. The blue magic travels from the ground and up your leg. As it reached the tip of your wand, you let out a yell as the blast knocked the piece right back at the dragon. It roared with fury. It was trapped under the piece. You and Black waisted no time as you ran back to the hut.

"We have to get these people out of here!" You yell. Black begins directing people towards a small cave on the outskirts of the bizarre land. You follow his lead, helping people get to the cave while the dragon killed some of the dark wizards that ran to close. Cornelius glared as he flicked his wand. There was one person left and you and Black were rushing for the cave. Suddenly a large serpent emerged from the ground.

"Cover your eyes!" Black shouted as he covered your eyes. "It's a Basilisk." The creature slithered around you as your heart pounded. Black was muttering to himself as they hunched over to avoid the gaze at all costs. The creature got closer. You saw the blue magic begin to grow around your legs once more. You pointed your wand in the general direction of the creature. It shot right through the Basilisk's mouth and screeched in pain. Cornelius clenched his fists in fury as the creature fell to the ground. The dragon that had been trapped, launched the piece off of it and it dived for the Basilisk and grabbed it. It began to tear the Basilisk apart. Black removed his hand from your eyes as he pushed you forward. You were all so close. The entrance was in sight. You and Black pushed the last person into the cave as you both dived inside. You both slid on the ground until you hit a pillar. Dazed, you looked up. You were back in the map chamber. You took a deep breath as you turned to Black. He smiled at you.

"Oh my..." You gasp. Your chest heaved up and down. Professor Fig clapped his hands. Black helped you up as Fig pointed to the table. One of the three keys was gone and the first of four trials was crossed off the paper.

"We did it!" Black cheers. Fig smiles and turns to you.

"How did it go?" He asked.

"Better than expected. Professor Phineas Nigellus Black himself beat up pure blood wizards." You mock, looking at him.

"This was one time. It was just for the trial." He hissed, but you just smirked.

"We'll see about that." You say. Black blushes a little as you pick up your wand from the floor. "Well, now what oh great and wise one?" You ask Fig who lets out a chuckle.

"The next trial needs to be prepared. Attend your classes and such." Fig waves you away. Suddenly, your owl flies into the room. It's feathers turning blue in the light. It landed on your shoulder and dropped a letter in your hands. It was from...Sirius Black. You sneak a glance at Black was talking with Fig. What did Sirius want? You open the letter. The young Slytherin was in his fifth year as he was two years younger than you. He was a very grouchy sixteen year old from the few times classmates had mentioned him to you. Inside the letter is an invitation to dinner from Ursula. It seemed you had some reading to do.

[maraudersbutmuggle]

Sirius Orion Black

Born the 3rd of november 1995

He is a Scorpio. Seductive, passionate, independent.

French and English Catholic Conservative Background and Beliefs.

Pansexual (took him a while to identify as such). But not the kind of pansexual who is into every gender. But the one that doesn't feel attracted to the gender. But the personality, the person.

Gender non conforming who would wear clothes originally seen as "female": dresses, skirts, makeup, jewelry.

Sirius had issues for a long time to feel comfortable with his identity and sexuality because of his family background and religion. Gryffindor. Member of the Rugby and Archery team.

Art prodigy. Draws sketches or doodles all the time. Excellent drawer.

Trauma from his upbringing, depression and anxiety. Bites his nails a lot until they bleed.

First son of Walburga and Orion Black. Second cousins. Walburga and Orion married after Walburga fell pregnant with Sirius. She was 19, Orion was 23. While Orion did have feelings for his cousin, Walburga didn't. But their parents forced them to marry for the pregnancy.

The Black Empire is one of the largest companies in the UK. They own buildings, supermarkets, and brands of all sorts. Black Empire is a sponsor in most of the important events. One of the richest families on the Island.

Phineas Nigellus Black (Sirius' ancestor) was one of the first students at Hogwarts. The Black Family had assisted that school for generations. But not all of them were Slytherins. They were Blacks in all houses. But most Black men were Knights. Not Sirius.

Sirius and Regulus grew up with bad or none parent figures. Raised by his nanny Mrs. Syre. A very temperamental woman who liked physical punishment. His parents were absent most of the time. And when they weren't, they didn't treat Sirius or Regulus nicely.

Despite that, Sirius grew close to his brother and cousins. And Sirius' role model was his uncle Alphard.

Sirius is disowned and adopted by The Potters at sixteen.

[voldiebuns]

WIP GAME

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

Snagged from @batsutousai :)

Tagging: @anytownrory, @captain-raven-knight, @naryrising, @spikedluv, and @thewightknight if you wanna!

Rest of the list is under the cut bc uhhh it’s a lot...

A KNIGHT’S TALE [*] blackout poetry AGENTS OF SHIELD college au BIRDS OF PREY acclimation [Dinah/Helena] BIRDS OF PREY soulmate au [Dinah/Helena] BIRDS OF PREY sugar mama [Dinah/Helena] BUZZFEED UNSOLVED [Ryan/Shane] creepy woods

CROSSOVER Clint Is William Brandt [Clint/Phil] CROSSOVER derek is superman [Derek/Stiles] DEADPOOL dne [Peter/Wade] DOOM before [Reaper/Sarge] FLASH no powers au [Cisco/Harry] HANNA IS NOT A BOY’S NAME [Ples/Veser] first date HANNIBAL [*] ravenstag HARRY POTTER [Draco/Snape] Draco’s Detention HARRY POTTER [Ginny/Pansy] mini fest 2019 HARRY POTTER [Harry/Tom] Green and Red HARRY POTTER accidental time travel [Harry/?] HARRY POTTER Compromise [Harry/Phineas Nigellus] HARRY POTTER crystal dragon HARRY POTTER demon!Harry HARRY POTTER femslash flash [Petunia/Sybill] HARRY POTTER harry is captured HARRY POTTER Harry mpreg [Harry/?] HARRY POTTER hp mast under cloak HARRY POTTER listening in [Harry/Voldemort] HARRY POTTER Lost [Draco/Ron] HARRY POTTER love potion [Harry/Snape] HARRY POTTER mpreg [Oliver/Twins] HARRY POTTER pansy’s mom HARRY POTTER random smut [Harry/Voldemort] HARRY POTTER rondracofest [Draco/Ron] HARRY POTTER running away but not [Harry/Voldemort] HARRY POTTER soulmates [Harry/Tom] HARRY POTTER super fucked up tbh [Ginny/Weasleys] HARRY POTTER The Fire In Which We Burn [Charlie/Draco] HARRY POTTER why do you hate me [Harry/Voldemort] HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL broadway happenstance [Chad/Ryan] HINABN Hanna Worth Painting HOBBIT [Bilbo/Thorin] abo sestina ICARLY truth or dare [Freddie/Spencer] INHERITANCE new generation IT 2017 [Eddie/Richie] daycare smau IT 2017 [Eddie/Richie] dr. k and richie’s head wound IT 2017 [Eddie/Richie] dream husband IT 2017 [Eddie/Richie] eddie in a coma IT 2017 [Eddie/Richie] house reno au JUSTICE LEAGUE coffee shop KINGDOM HEARTS Radiant Darkness Ch 5 [Axel/Roxas] KINGSMAN eglet [Eggsy/Harry] LETHAL WEAPON grief LORD OF THE RINGS [Gimli/Legolas] MCU [Clint/Phil] Sequel to On the Run MCU Attachments MCU confused identities [Clint/Phil] MCU phil’s hitty family [Clint/Phil] NCIS college AU [Tim/Tony] ORIGINAL dne treat [Male/Tentacle Monster] PERSON OF INTEREST Anthony survives [Anthony/Elias] PSYCH [Carlton/Shawn] christmas joy surprise PSYCH [Carlton/Shawn] not so former lovers Psych first kiss [Gus/Jason] PSYCH no divorce [Carlton/Shawn] RPF breakup [Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto] STAR TREK DS9 [Garak/Julian] STAR TREK DS9 room visit [Garak/Julian] STAR TREK kirk’s not really a ho [Jim/Spock] STAR TREK mutual awkwardness [Gaila/Winona, Jim/Spock] STAR TREK: DS9 injured nog [Jake/Nog] STAR WARS an impreial march STAR WARS ascension week [Eli/Thrawn] STAR WARS prophecy dreaming [Hux/Kylo] STAR WARS writing rainbow [Kylo/Leia/Luke] STARGAE ATLANTIS matchmaker Atlantis [John/Rodney] STARGATE ATLANTIS Rodney has a panic attack STRANGER THINGS chocolate box [Jonathan/Nancy/Steve] SUPERNATURAL [**] Fucked Up Family Verse SUPERNATURAL hs band au [Gabriel/Sam] TEEN WOLF darkest night [Stiles/dogs] TEEN WOLF ten year crush [Derek/Stiles] TORTALL [Alanna/George] WE BARE BEARS [Charlie/Panda] Sore Back WITCHER [Geralt/Jaskier] song for geralt WITCHER crack wtf [Geralt/Jaskier] WITCHER no apology [Geralt/Jaskier] WITCHER oops soulmates [Geralt/Jaskier] WITCHER trans woman geralt [Geralt/Jaskier] X-MEN prostitution AU [Alex/Armando] YOUNG JUSTICE ma kent gets pissed [Bruce/Clark]

[missjosie27]

Year 2 Part 10- New Revelations

Well, my friends this is it.

Year 2 is in the books. And after year 3 (due to JC's milking of this game for all its worth) the years will get steadily longer and the chapters more varied. But for now, we've finished two years and I really hope you guys liked it. As always, comment and review! Send a kudos!

I already have a head start on Year 3 so be on the lookout for it within the month. Until then, stay frosty!

Year 2 Part 10. New Revelations

For the span of about twenty four hours, David almost thought he got away with breaking into a cursed vault without any higher authority discovering so. Hogwarts was still settling down from the ice attack, which thankfully had abated. As he suspected, the ice immediately disappeared upon the defeat of the Ice Knight and their entry of the vault. Dumbledore had also returned, and his presence immediately restored order. Where he had been, however, remained the subject of speculation.

The Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had been postponed to the following weekend which meant that the primary focus for the student body was exams, much to their chagrin. For himself, David wasn’t looking forward to the Transfiguration test as he could barely look Professor McGonagall in the eye. He wondered whether or not she knew about their little excursion into the vault. The answer to that question came rather quickly.

He and Rowan were walking back from Charms the following Monday when his head of house stood right in front of the fat lady, eyeing them with an extremely stern gaze. It certainly did not give the warm and fuzzies, a sentiment echoed by his best friend.

“I don’t like that look,” Rowan whispered.

“Yeah, you don’t say.”

“David Grant,” McGonagall called out to him in her usual brisk tone. “Last weekend was not the first time cursed ice has appeared at Hogwarts, it is also not the first time it has suddenly disappeared. Can you explain this?”

The question was a rhetorical exercise. He resisted the urge not to gulp as it was abundantly clear what she was getting at. When he didn’t answer she continued.

“Up to your common room Mr. Khanna, I need to speak with Mr. Grant, alone.”

The Indian lad didn’t have to be told twice, uttering the password and scurrying up the stairs faster than a jackrabbit, as McGonagall continued.

“Like the previous instance, it seems to have appeared when someone tampered with a Cursed Vault, and disappeared when the door was opened. I’m sure you can guess who was responsible for opening the door the last time.”

“Jacob,” David breathed out.

“Precisely. We don’t yet understand how the vault reappeared, or who first tampered with it this time. Truth be told, there is still much we don’t understand about the Cursed Vaults, but I’m not going to bother to ask if you were responsible for what occurred last weekend.”

He wanted to make a joke, but he knew better than to do that in front of a woman such as Professor McGonagall. Therefore, he stayed silent.

“You are the only student who has shown the interest, recklessness, and talent to do such a thing.”

You’re forgetting Merula Snyde, David thought to himself. She fits all three of those categories…except for talent maybe. Hehe

“We know that you, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Haywood were all involved in this. Therefore I will be taking one hundred points from Gryffindor. Mr. Weasley in particular was adamant of your innocence which was noble of him…”

“He had nothing to do with it,” David quickly interjected. He could take losing house points, but it was common knowledge that Bill also desired to be a prefect the following semester when he entered his fifth year. If he had to take the blame for all of it, he would. “Penny didn’t either.”

A strange look of respect appeared on Professor McGonagall’s face, temporarily softening her strict stance.

“It is good to see such strong bonds between you and your friends, Mr. Grant. Miss Haywood’s punishment is not up to me. But rest assured that Mr. Weasley’s prospects of becoming prefect have not been damaged by this incident.”

David gave an inward sigh of relief. He would not have been happy with himself had his actions jeopardized Bill’s higher goals.

“But that is not the end of the matter for you,” his head of house continued to admonish. “You will speak to Professor Dumbledore about this matter. He may not be so forgiving.”

Resisting the urge to hang his head in defeat, all David could do was utter a solemn, “Yes, Professor,” and begin to make his way towards the Headmaster’s office.

“Mr. Grant? You may want the password. It is ‘lemon drop.’”

They always did say he was a bit mad, he commented on the password being named after a muggle sweet. But it made no difference. Albus Dumbledore was one of the most, if not the most powerful wizard in the world; a man who held the power of his schooling in the palm of his hand.

It was not a comforting thought, but either way he had to face the music.

“Let’s get this over with,” he muttered to himself.

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Upon saying the password, the gargoyle jumped aside revealing a spiral staircase which led to the confines of Dumbledore’s office. When he reached the top, David was immediately struck by how vast and intricate the place was. It was like no other room in Hogwarts he’d ever seen. To describe it took a lot of words that weren’t coming to him at the moment.

There were many elaborate and intricate looking instruments placed unevenly around the shelves and tables that adorned the room. Some looked vaguely familiar to David while others defied comprehension. Surrounding the vast semi circular space were also legions of portraits, some of which looked as though they belonged in the Middle Ages while others were more modern. Up above on a railing was a giant blue sphere that looked like a globe and an attached telescope for the purpose of astronomy. And then of course, there was the center of the room which housed the desk of the Headmaster himself, who was dressed in rich, purple robes. Perched above him was also a strange, red and gold bird of unknown origin.

Talk about an impressive setup, David thought to himself as he approached the centenarian, who was currently writing a letter of some sort.

“Professor?”

“I will be with you in a moment, David,” came Dumbledore’s light response, though he did not look up from his current task. “I’m sure you can understand why I have pressing matters to address…”

I know, because of me

“…in the meantime, please feel free to look around as I finish this last task.”

David did so, staring at some of the metal instruments but having enough sense not to touch them as he did not want to break anything. However, he did bend down and look at one of the most peculiar of all: a gigantic bowl with a shiny, silvery substance on the inside. It practically hypnotized him and as he peered closer he swore he could see images floating through the silvery liquid, some of which seemed familiar…

“Any closer and you’ll be in more trouble than you already are, brat,” a snide voice called out from above.

David snapped out of his trance and looked up to see one of the portraits sneering down at him, a thin, bearded man with a pointed hat topped with silver, green robes. He disliked the portrait immediately.

“Oh yeah? Who the hell are you?”

“Phineas Nigellus Black, Headmaster of Hogwarts from 1892 to 1925. And I must note your distinct lack of manners, young man. Were this my day, I could have you physically whipped for such disrespect.”

David narrowed his eyes and replied in a bored tone.

“Yeah well that’s why I’m alive and you’re six feet under, you git.”

“Insolent-”

“That is enough Phineas,” the firm voice of Albus Dumbledore interjected, coming over to the scene. “Though David I must ask you to step back from the pensieve, as entering it would cause you to see things I do not feel are appropriate.”

“A pensieve,” he repeated, obliging the elderly man. “I’ve heard of those but never seen one in person.”

“You may find that they are useful for old fools such as myself, who have far too many memories and enjoy indulging in the past when useful to the present moment,” Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. “But for a young man as you are, I doubt they would serve much purpose.”

“There are some things I’d like to forget…others I’d like to remember more clearly.”

“A unique observation for someone your age, however, we both know that is not the reason for your presence here today.”

They had come to it at last, and David supposed there wasn’t any use in putting it off much longer.

“It’s not. What was that you were writing, though?”

A noise of disapproval could be heard from Phineas, but Dumbledore ignored it.

“Questions. Questions that I hope will finally provide answers.”

The answer was vague, but David did not press the matter, and began using a more formal tone of voice.

“Professor McGonagall said you wanted to see me, sir?”

“Indeed,” Dumbledore replied, placing an arm around his shoulder and leading him away from the pensieve. “It would appear you discovered the source of the mysterious cursed ice. You revealed a vanished staircase using advanced transfiguration beyond your year, explored long forgotten corridors of this school and broke an ancient curse on a vault that many refused to believe existed despite overwhelming evidence.”

So he did know everything. There was no point in denying it then. If nothing else, he had to explain to the Headmaster the reasons for his actions even if it was an exercise in futility.

“I’m sorry I entered the vault without telling anyone, Professor. But there was no time. The ice was spreading everywhere, and I was the only one who knew where the vault was located. I had to do something before the entire school froze over. People were trapped.”

Dumbledore’s eyes peered deep into him, however, as if waiting for him to reveal the full truth he was not telling.

“I’ve heard my brother’s voice both outside and inside the vault, sir. I saw visions of the ice and more.”

“Visions like the one you just described are very rare indeed,” Dumbledore explained to him, placing his hands directly underneath his chin. “You might ask yourself whether what you perceived is something else entirely.”

“I’m not sure what to say, sir,” David admitted. “To be honest, this whole experience my first two years has been…a lot.”

“Quite understandable, especially with the recent adventures and a history such as yours. Is there anything you can say for yourself in the meantime?”

On the surface, Dumbledore’s words suggested punishment and explanation but knowing the Headmaster by now it was also an invitation to ask more than what could be expected from a normal authority figure. That being said, there were so many thoughts spinning inside his head he barely knew where to begin.

“Sir, I promise I didn’t purposefully try to subvert your authority or anyone else’s. I didn’t go looking for this vault at first, it’s almost as if it found me. There’s so much I still don’t understand. I asked you last year what the vaults were, but this year raised so many more questions. Why do they exist in the first place? What is their purpose? And why do I keep hearing my brother’s voice? Am I mad?”

A regretful, almost sad look passed on the Headmaster’s face, as though he were empathetic to the young Gryffindor’s plight but unsure on just how much to reveal.

“I believe you, David. However, as to your questions I’m afraid my knowledge is still barely beyond yours. Why these vaults exist within the Institution of Hogwarts or what their true purpose is, I do not know. I do have theories, but that sort of speculation is too dangerous and implausible to indulge until we know the truth. Regarding your brother, I have a much more concrete theory, but I cannot confirm it until I have further information.

“What I can say is this: Jacob Grant was an extraordinarily perceptive person and had a sixth sense about most things. The connections between family members, magical or not, are still active and real. Far from being mad, I believe that your hearing his voice suggests he is very much alive, both figuratively and literally.”

Dumbledore stood up and looked towards the window.

“As for the vaults, I’ve been attempting to locate someone who may have the answers. But for now, I am awarding you one hundred house points for your heroism in breaking the curse and once again ridding Hogwarts of the cursed ice.”

Hardly daring to believe he was being rewarded a second time, David had to keep his eyes from popping out of his sockets.

“One hundred house points?!” he blurted out before he could stop himself. “Thank you, Professor.”

There was still twinkling in the blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore, but his voice gave off a sternness as well.

“Thank me by leaving the search for your brother and the remaining cursed vaults to me. We will talk at the end of your third year, and I would like to discuss something besides curses and your frequent involvement in these vaults.”

David nodded emphatically (it was amazing how the power of this man could corral him into behaving like an angel) though in his heart he wondered if truly would be able to heed the Headmaster’s warning. As he stated before, trouble at Hogwarts always seemed to find him, not the other way around.

“Now then, I believe you have exams to study for and a Quidditch match to attend,” Dumbledore beamed underneath his thick, white beard. “I must say, I do hope the contest is much more even than it was last year. I’ve heard wonderful things about young Charlie Weasley on a broomstick.”

For his part, David Grant could only grin widely.

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The end of the 1985-86 school year brought on a bevy of good news and celebration for David and the rest of the Gryffindors.

For starters, the greatest Gryffindor Quidditch Team in a decade pulled the hat trick, defeating Ravenclaw 550-460 in a high powered shootout that went on four hours and featured over eight lead changes. The Bronze Eagles had pulled ahead by sixty points when Charlie Weasley, in his greatest feat yet, swooped in and caught the snitch right underneath beater Erika Rath’s left foot just before she connected with a bludger. The celebration that night in the Gryffindor common room was so enormous and so merry that even Professor McGonagall didn’t bother to stop it. Her joy of winning the cup, though subdued, was just as great as anyone else that day (including Blishwick and McLaggen, who ended up passed out in a tide of alcoholic, yellow vomit).

The victory also allowed Gryffindor to edge out the Slytherins for the House Cup, which was also the catalyst for another wild party (though this one McGonagall later put a stop to). On top of that, David found out that his marks had indeed been able to surpass the previous year’s in most subjects with the exception of Charms, a subject that had always been up and down for him. But overall, he figured his parents would be pleased with his academic effort this year.

The cherry on top of all these positive moments came on the second to last day of Hogwarts. The seventh years were already preparing for graduation while the rest of the school packed their things and enjoyed the free time they had in the sun. That morning, however, as the last day of mail came in. It was a normally sparse load- very few owls swooped in but to David’s surprise he received a thick, white letter with no return address, an oddity to say the least.

“Check this out,” he said to Rowan as he passed the letter to him while eating his cornflakes.

“No return address. Maybe it’s from an admirer of some sort.”

“Wouldn’t there be something to indicate that?”

“I don’t think you should open it,” Ben said nervously, setting down his toast. “If you don’t know who it’s from it’s better to be safe than sorry.”

“Come on, Ben,” Rowan laughed. “I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about. Could be your parents sending you a surprise gift for your birthday.”

David narrowed his eyes at the letter.

“Rowan, my birthday was almost six months ago.”

“And?”

“And ....” a cocky, monotone voice interjected. “For once, I think the scaredy cat is right. I know a laced parcel when I see one.”

Jae Kim swooped in and snatched the letter before anyone did anything else.

“Hey!”

“You’ll thank me later, Khanna trust me. You do not want to open this.”

David knew that with Jae it was usually best not to ask anything further of him but his curiosity was stronger this time around.

“How can you tell?”

“I’ve smuggled in contraband hundreds of times,” Jae responded, dangling the letter from his thumb and index finger as though it were a dead rodent. He gave it a small sniff. “I also can tell when someone is trying to send an anonymous prank. The most common of which is undiluted bubotuber pus. And this thing reeks of petrol.”

“But that’s crazy. Who would want to send David a laced letter?”

David titled his head slightly sideways and was able to get a look at the Slytherin table. A group of the younger ones were huddling around, looking in his direction as though waiting for some reaction. At the center of that group was none other than Merula Snyde, who was smirking as though she had won a lifetime supply of chocolate frogs.

“Methinks a certain Slytherin girl is seeking to do you in,” Bill chuckled as he took a seat next to them.

“Then I guess it’s only fair that I return the favor,” David said with a sly grin. “Bill, if you need to excuse yourself in order to keep your chances of being prefect, I understand.”

“What’s that now? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the eldest Weasley said with a wink.

David grinned and turned back to his second year house mates.

“Ben, charm this to fly over back to the Slytherin table. Rowan, tell me when they’re not looking. Jae, can you make this explode on impact?”

“Thought you’d never ask.”

A few spells and a flick of Ben’s wand later, a white envelope airplane soared its way towards Merula Snyde and her gang of Slytherins.

“Hey Merula!” David called out.

“What?!” she snarled, unaware of what was about to happen.

“Catch.”

The paper airplane took a nosedive and landed directly in front of her with a mighty *thud of an explosion as green and yellow smoke filled the air, causing her whole posse to cough and cover their faces and mouths. It didn’t take long for painful sores and boils to start dotting all over their skin. Positively furious but with nowhere left to go except Madam Pomfrey, the Slytherin girl and the rest of her mates took off running but not before Merula called out one last time.

“I HATE you, Grant!”

The Gryffindors laughed at their misfortune, enjoying the spectacular backfiring of the attempted sabotage.

“Will you look at that, she really does care,” Bill teased, giving him an elbow.

David snorted, flipping more bacon into his mouth.

“Don’t you start.”

“I’m with David,” Rowan chuckled. “Breaking the curse on that vault is going to make Merula crosser than ever. She’s probably coming up with a scheme as we speak.”

“Yeah, well she’ll have to clean the bubotuber pus from her hands first.”

More laughter ensued.

It truly was a good day to be alive.

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The train ride home was uneventful as David, Rowan, Ben, Jae, Charlie, and Bill swapped chocolate frog cards and played several rounds of exploding snap. In his second year of experience, it always seemed to David that the train ride home was always shorter than the trip to Hogwarts. He wondered if there was a reason for the inconsistency in that perception of time. Either way, it was far more difficult this year saying goodbye.

“Have a good summer, mate,” Rowan beamed at him. “You’ll have to write me this time around.”

“Me too,” Ben pipped up. “I…uh, don’t have an owl but my parents are starting to learn more about how the magical world works. I’m sure I could persuade them.”

“You know I’ll be in touch as best I can,” he assured them both.

“At some point we need to have you round for tea at the Burrow,” Bill said, clapping on the back. “Charlie’s already told mum all about you and she’s talking of knitting you a sweater for next Christmas. Hell, the twins already think you’re a celebrity.”

Charlie rolled his eyes as he unloaded the last of things off the train.

“Gee, Bill, make our family seem loonier than they already are, why don’t you.”

“You’ll get over it, Quidditch hero. She’s going to have a cake ready for you when you get back you know.”

The last to say goodbye was Penny, who gave him a big hug and the most radiant smile he’d ever seen from the blonde.

“I’ll see you next fall, Hero of Hogwarts,” she beamed at him. “I hope you’ll write me.”

“You know I will,” David said with a lopsided grin.

“And I can’t wait to see what kind of adventure we go on in our third year.”

“Maybe we could just have a normal year for once?”

Penny gave his hand one last squeeze.

“Somehow, I don’t think that’s going to be the case. Not with you around, anyway. See ya, David!”

As she turned and ran to a blonde woman that looked like her mother, David did the same. Saying the last of his farewells to his friends and scouring the platform for his parents. They wouldn’t be hard to find, even among this crowd.

When he did, however, the reaction wasn’t at all what he expected. Dressed adequately in muggle clothing (a suit for his dad, and a cardigan/sun dress combination for his mom), David saw that their expressions were grim and not at all pleased. His mom, a blonde woman with blue eyes and a height of about 5’5 was giving him a stare only a mother could give her son. His father, who resembled him in looks and hair color, was less severe in his expression but underneath that neutral exterior was also a man who probably was equally as upset as his mother. Though they had different ways of expressing it, David knew whatever was going on wasn’t good.

“Err…hi, guys,” he tried to greet cheerfully, bringing up his luggage from the rear. “Happy summer?”

“David John Grant,” his mother stated.

His full name. Not a good sign.

“Come along. We need to have a very long talk.”

[thosebizzareserpents]

The Wives of House Black also known as the Constellation Wives

Magenta Tripe (1808 - 1922) Wife of Licorus Black

House of Tripe is extinct.

Mother of Misapinoa, Cygnus I and Arcturus I.

Lived to be 122

Raised her grandchildren after her son Cygnus and daughter-in-law deaths.

Ella Max (1829 -1856) Wife of Cygnus Black I

House of Max is extinct

Mother of Sirius I, Phineas Nigellus, Elladora and Iola.

Husband, Cygnus died at the age of 21 who suffered from Algea Affliction and Amorphagia.

First child and eldest son Sirius I passed away at age eight.

Ella passed away at age 28, seven years after her husband.

Ursula Flint (1847 - 1995) - Wife of Phineas Nigellus Black

·House Flint is extant

Mother of Sirius II , Phineas II, Cygnus II, Belvina, and Arcturus Black.

Mother-in-law to Hesper Gamp, Violetta Bulstrode, and Lysandra Yaxley

·Duled each of her daughter-in-laws, the Flint Family is known for their master skills in combat.

· Grievously injured sister-in-law Elladora Black after the latter blasted her son of the family tapestry

·Left her husband Phineas Nigellus after the disownment of son Phineas II. Husband wanted it kept quiet from social circles, as high scandal.

Elladora informed wizarding papers hoping for her sister-in-law's arrest. But as no magic was used but Ursula "brute strength" nothing would be done.

· Returned home to Flint Castle and lived out her days.

· Often visited daughter Belvina whose family moved to Vienna and son Phineas in New Zealand

Introduced to muggle technology by son Phineas and often called him on the rotary phone.

An avid fan of the Montrose Magpies Quidditch Team

Known to Marcus Flint as Great-Aunt Ursie, bought him his first broom.

Hesper Gamp (1877 -) Wife of Sirius Black II

House of Gamp is extant

Hesper mother is from the Bones family.

Hesper and Sirius were each other's beards. Entered a lavender marriage

Mother of Arcturus III, Lycoris, and Regulus.

Sister-in-law of Violetta and Lysandra

Former Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts

She and her husband were both animagi.

Hesper was a hummingbird and Sirius a poddle.

Both travelled frequently and secretly visited younger brother Phineas.

Retired to the Isle of Circe. Keeps in contact with sister-in-law Violetta Bulstrode, and aunt-in-law Iola Hitchens (nee Black).

Cared for young relative Susan Bones after the Second Wizarding War.

Violetta Bulstrode (1888 -) Wife of Cygnus Black II

House Bulstrode is exant.

Mother of Pollux, Cassiopeia, Marius, and Dorea.

Violetta outlived her husband, children, grandchildren, three great-grandchildren, and a great-great grandchild. Retired to the Bulstrode Villa.

Second longest lived wife of House Black

Her youngest son Marius was born a Squib, sent him to live with her sister Protea Bulstrode so he wouldn't be subjected to forcing magic" from him.

Introduced Marius to fellow squib and famed Rugby player Angus Buchanan.

She and her daughters Dorea were members of the Wizarding Supporters of Scottish Rugby Union(WSSRU) and attended Marius rugby matches.

Returned home to Bulstrode Villa. Affectionately known by sister and Blustrode members as "Vy Vy."

Cared for young relative Millicent Bulstrode after her mother was killed in the first Wizarding War.

Visited with great-granddaughters Andromeda Tonks and Narcissa Malfoy who surprised she was still alive.

Second longest lived wife of House Black

Lysandra Yaxley (1893 - 1952) Wife of Arcturus Black II

House of Yaxley is extant

Mother of Callidora, Cedrella, and Charis

Wanted Cedrella to marry a Slughorn, wasn't overly upset at her daughter's decision to marry Septimus Weasley.

Know to be quite playfully and fond of games.

Paternal great-grandmother of the Weasley siblings, Bartemius Crouch Jr. and Neville Longbottom.

Melania MacMillan (1914 -1994) Wife of Arcturus Black III

House MacMillan is extant

Daughter-in-law of Hesper Gamp

Mother of Lucretia, and Orion.

Thirteen years younger than her husband.

Known to throw lavish parties

Convinced her husband to give the ministry a generous amount of gold.

She later moved to a summer home. Known to Ernie Macmillan as "Nan Lanie."

Not very fond of her daughter-in-law Walburga.

Had the portrait of her daughter Lucretia hide her grandson Sirius after he broke out of Azkaban in 1993.

Died a year before Ursula Flint and two years after her daughter Lucretia.

Irma Crabbe wife of Pollux Black

House of Crabbe is Extinct

Mother of Walburga, Alphard, and Cygnus III

Daugher-in-law of Violetta Bulstrode

Wasn't originally her husband betrothed.

Walburga Black (1925 - 1985) Wife of Orion Black

House Black is extinct in Britain

Daughter of Irma Crabbe

Mother of Sirius III and Regulus II

Sister-in-law of Druella Rosier and cousin of Lucretia Black

Close friends with Udolf Lestrange and Trucculent Nott and during their youth at Hogwarts.

Member of the Knights of Walpurgis

Cursed cousin/sister in-law Lucretia Black.

Taught niece Bellatrix the fundamentals of the Dark arts. Introduced her to the Knights of Walpurgis.

Druella Rosier (1938 - 1994) - Wife of Cygnus Black III

House Rosier is extant

The last wife of House Black

Mother of Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa

Sister-in-law of Walburga Black

Niece of Gervais Rosier and cousin of Evan Rosier.

Attended second daughter Andromeda wedding in secret.

After the birth of her youngest grandchild Draco Malfoy, left house Black and lived out her days in a Rosier holiday home in Prague.

She did not attend the trial of Bellatrix at the end of the First Wizarding War.

Druella did return to attend Walburga's funeral in 1985 and 1992 to her husband Cygnus III funeral.

Druella passed away in 1994, returned from the dead as a ghost. She occasionally haunted her childhood and daughters homes. Druella attended Weird Sister concerts with granddaughter Nymphadora Tonks unbeknownst to the latter.

[thetoxicgamer]

How to Get Into the Hogwarts Legacy Headmaster’s Office

Want to get inside the Hogwarts Legacy headmaster’s office? The headmaster’s office is a sacred place, closed off from the prying eyes of students and staff alike. Unless you happen to be Phineas Nigellus Black himself and you know the password, you’ll need to work some magic to get into his office. Fortunately, using a special Hogwarts Legacy potion, we can gain access to the headmaster’s office without breaking a sweat in order to find out the Hogwarts Legacy Black family motto. We’ll go through this Hogwarts Legacy guide without spoiling key story details, but it’s important to note that you eventually get into the headmaster’s office during the Polyjuice Plot main quest. Give our Hogwarts Legacy quests list a read to find out how far you are from this mission. How to enter the headmaster’s office in Hogwarts LegacyThe only way to enter the headmaster’s office in Hogwarts Legacy is to drink the Polyjuice Potion during the Polyjuice Plot main quest. This potion changes your appearance and voice to match Professor Black, though you still need to find out the password for the office. Professor Fig instructs you to find Madam Kogawa to track down Scrope, Professor Black’s house elf. Madam Kogawa lets you know that you can find Scrope in the Great Hall, so speak to Scrope about the password. Scrope tries to give you a hint about the password, but you wouldn’t know that as a regular old fifth-year student. You need to select the following conversation options after asking for the password: “You dare question me?” and “It’s to do with purity of blood.” Scrope tells you the answer, giving you permanent access to the headmaster’s office. Headmaster’s office location in Hogwarts LegacyYou won’t be able to explore the headmaster’s office until you reach the Polyjuice Plot main quest, however, you can get to the door ahead of time. Using the Hogwarts Legacy Floo Flame, select The Grand Staircase and pick the Trophy Room as your destination. From here, turn around to the dark corridor and walk down it until you reach the golden horse, take a right and use Alohomora to unlock the door. It’s worth pointing out that there are sections of the headmaster’s office that you need Alohomora level three to access, like the highest point in the castle. To upgrade Alohomora, you need to find all of the Hogwarts Legacy Demiguise Statues which can be tricky to do without our guide. In the meantime, use the level one version of Alohomora to open the gates guarded by knights. There are some rooms that are accessible using Alohomora, including one with a Hogwarts Legacy eyeball chest that is ripe for the picking. Stick to the main path and avoid the extra rooms to find another staircase with green lanterns hanging in the middle of the room. Climb this staircase and take a left to grab the Hogwarts Legacy field guide pages along the way. Make your way down the path to find a locked door with a large keyhole in the middle of it. Congratulations, you’ve found the headmaster’s office. That’s all you need to get into the headmaster’s office in Hogwarts Legacy. As this quest is close to the end of the game, you may want to find out where all of the Hogwarts Legacy Infamous Foes are to tick them off your to-do list. We also have a guide on the Hogwarts Legacy max level just in case you’re about to hit the level cap without realising it. Once you’ve finished with Hogwarts Legacy, don’t forget to check out our list of the best PC games to discover plenty of excellent titles. The creator of the Harry Potter series, JK Rowling, has made a number of transphobic remarks on social media in recent years. Warner Bros. has the licence to make games based on Harry Potter. While the details of that deal aren’t publicly known, and WB Games says “J.K. Rowling is not directly involved in the creation of the game”, it is likely that, as the creator and owner of the Harry Potter IP, she will earn royalties from its sales. If you’d like to learn more about transgender equality or lend your support, here are two important charities we encourage you to check out: the National Center for Transgender Equality in the US, and Mermaids in the UK. Read the full article