Let's Play Some Quiddith (Round 1)

My Quidditch Answers:

1. What was Harry dreaming about the first time he woke up with his scar on fire?

b. Voldemort and Wormtail plotting to kill him

2. What is the problem with leprechaun gold?

a. It vanishes after a few hours

3. Why did Mad-Eye Moody turn Malfoy into a ferret?

c. Malfoy attached Harry when Harry's back was turned

4. Sirius warns Harry to be careful around Karkaroff because he had been a Death Eater. Which one of the professors at Hogwarts, who also used to be a Death Eater, is frequently bothered by Karkaroff?

Snape

5. Voldemort could have used the blood from any foe to make the potion that revived him work, but he held out for Harry's blood. Why?

c. The special protection Harry received from his mother would also pass to Voldemort

6. How old would Frank have been on his next birthday?

d. 77

7. Amos Diggory works for?

b. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures

8. Who shared a carriage with the three friends on the way from the train to Hogwarts?

Answer: Neville

9. What date in October did the delegates from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrive?

a. 30th

10. What color were Percy's dress robes at the Yule Ball?
a. Navy Blue

Picture Scavenger Hunt
Please either post the pictures to your blog or link to where the pictures can be found.

Mr. Ollivander

Mad-Eye Moody

Cedric

World Cup Tournament

Dark Mark

Providing a little help to my friends

"Good Gracious. You want me to do WHAT?" 

"Well, *a little sheepishly* you did think up that wonderful distraction of the ferrets. Surely, you can think of something else. We need just a couple of minutes to say the incantation to get the bracelet out of the room. You just distract him for a moment." 

"Please, O?!? I wouldn't ask this of you unless you were the only one we could think of. That bracelet means so much to me. We would NOT go IN the room, just outside the door." 

"Well, *very hesitantly*, what's the worse that could happen? A little more detention? *BIG GRIN* I really do like his accent. Okay, let me think a moment..... "

A few moments pass while pacing back in forth in the common room, an idea, NO, a BRILLIANT idea, occurs.

"Okay, ladies, here's the plan. Tomorrow, once the quidditch match gets underway, I will approach "Crispy" with a question about the condition I saw some of the worms living in with regards to prolonging their shelf life. I will draw his attention back to his classroom and hopefully he will follow me there. Once there, I will pull out of my knitting bag a book that currently most Professors of Potions has dismissed as too off-the-rocker controversial and will 'hopefully' either start a dialog in why or defend his position on his choice. Thereby buying you some more time. But remember, DO NOT GET CAUGHT. If I am questioned, I will plead ignorance. I will deny knowing you. *said with a HUGE smile* For I know nothing. Absolutely nothing." 

"Oh- O- you are absolutely brilliant."

"Great plan. We can be ready at his door under the cloak waiting and watching when you knock on his door. We will follow you down already under. Does that sound good?"

Everyone nods their head in agreement.

(The next day- ....) 

What's a little detention?

Well, it was pretty funny what we were talking about....

Though I don't think we would have been caught or had made so much noise if Cass and Lily hadn't snorted so loud in class. Geez, it was LOUD. It was so loud that even the Slytherins two tables over snickered. (More so once Professor issued the dention.) 

Oh well, guess if I have to stay after and work on 'worms' it is best done in the company of friends. Hey, this gets me out of having to make dinner and put some rowdy little witches to bed.....

Would managing to get detention a couple of times a week be a bad thing?

Happy Knitting.

Just doing my part....

"Whew!! That was a bit too close for me to be comfortable. Good thinking with the foot steps charm. We walked right by her office." 

Arriving in the hallway by the Great Hall, we count the picture frames to locate the right one.

"Okay- remember tickle the pears. Not the peaches."

"Yes, yes, I've got it. Ooh- we're in." Creeping softly down the stairs, the kitchen is deserted.

"Now what do we have cooking?" Bent over to smell the pot, the burner gets turned up. So now instead of a nice simmering porridge, it becomes a boiling pot of porridge. 

"Did you bring the extra socks?" 

"Yes, I grabbed the last five I found in the basket of unclaimed ones." 

"Great! What about the sweaters we found at the Goodwill in Hogsmead last week? Did you remember them as well? They are what we are going to give the newest house elf Romy. Then she will be so distracted she won't notice the ferrets that I will let loose. I brought them in my knitting bag. Once they are out, look out for all the mice and biscuits that are to be found. House elves don't like ferrets. And worse they HATE mice." 

The knitting bag is placed on the floor and the setting of the bag down has awaken the the ferrets and their curiosity. Quickly darting out of the bag, they are loose and on the run..... 

(Back at the Bedchamber.....)

My School Song

Good Evening Ladies and Germs, 

Tonight's performance is brought to you courtesy of Cassandra Puddlemere. I am here to sing to you our wonderful school song. I will be perfoming it to the tune of one of my favorites: Waltzing Matilda. Please feel free to join me in the Chorus.

*clears throat* *Takes drink of water* *taps microphone*

Testing one, two, three. Testing. 

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts.

Teach us something, Please.

Whether we be old and bald,  

Or young with scabby knees.

Our heads could do with filling

With some interesting stuff.

For now they're bare 

And full of air, 

Dead flies and

Bits of Fluff.

So teach us things worth knowing.

Bring back what we've forgot.

Just do your best,

We'll do the rest

And learn until our brains all rot."

"Thank you." *bows to the right*

"Thank you." *bows to the left*

" Thank you." *bows to the center*

"I'll be here till Thursday. Try the veal."

*waves and walks off the stage*

Trying to keep up

Well today is another day. I am so excited to finally have gotten my first day's lessons done, I went home and just crashed. No- not really crashed, but sat on my comfy couch and knit the night away. 

My dear Petrificus sent an owl last night. He had caught a bug, more like three if you ask me. As a first year at Hogwarts as well, he has been making the most of his living at the school. I try to keep out of his business. But, the professors are quick to tell me during my lessons what he is up to. Needless to say, not much of anything too terrible, but not as honorable as I think. Maybe that is the difference between us, he being a Slytherin and I being a Gryffindor.  Since he is in the infirmary, I am sure Madame Pompfray will be taking good care of him. 

I was having lunch in the Great Hall today. It was loverly to sit and talk to the other students. We were having a discussion on wands and what drew us to our specific one. I thought I would post a picture of mine. I quite love it. Light to handle, good swish, yet focused in strength.

Wood type: rosewood Length: 11½ inches Core: Phoenix Feather get your own wand!

I am really excited to get started on my partner's bag. I have designed my own pattern and cannot wait to finish it for her to see. She seems like she is into the originality of the knitting work. I do hope she likes it. 

But, I best get back to my lessons. I find it very easy to get behind. Are there any others that are having a bit of difficulty keeping up with all the activities going on? So much to do, so little time.

Off to a running start

I received my swap partner this prior week. I was so thrilled when the owl arrived. I wasn't sure if it would catch me while I was at Hogwarts or when I made it home. From what I heard later on, another Gryffindor, I think it was Queen Frysia the Fierce, the owl did arrive at school but she told it that I had already left for home. As soon as I arrived home, to a large mess none the less, the owl was there waiting for me. 

My two youngest children was having a grand time entertaining it. They were suppose to be eating their dinner but instead was throwing pieces to it. If one thought that owls were a bit selective in their palette, then I would like to introduce them to this one. I had a new dish that the ladies from the knitting circle that I also belong to suggested, an Indian dish, a Chicken Makhanti. I loved it, and so did the owl. 

But back to my swap partner. I am so excited that I get to choose for her. I have already designed a bag and purchased part of the yarn to start it. I tried to located the second color by means of a muggle and completely failed. Since my discovery of my magic was a bit on the slow side, I forget sometimes the avenues that are available to me. I will now try a spell to help me create the perfect yarn. I do so love the colours for my partner. She is a Ravenclaw. She is obviously very hip because she likes the newest styles for her house colours. 

I hear that there is a movement with up and coming wizards to change the house colours from the older bronze to the newer silver. I am just glad that I don't have to decide like that. I love the colour blue but like how it looks with both bronze and silver. Since red is my favorite, I am quite happy to be in Gryffindor. No colour changes. How would one decide if they had to choose? 

Well, I have to go and look at what classes I should be considering for this next term. I don't think I am going to take more than two or three. My loverly husband has just been told that we are to relocate. No worries. That just means a new adventure. But it is a bit of a hassle allowing all these others in to look at our mess. I am so glad for floo powder. No matter where we are, I can still make it to class without having to explain to the neighbors. 

Oh-what technology and magic combined can do.

Well- I do apologize for getting off to a rocky start. I have now replaced ALL of our quick quills and parchment with new, so theoretically there should be no more issues. One of my children decided to try their hand at a charm and completely hexed them all together. Whenever I would dictate a letter, it would write what the children wanted it to say. Even the Department of Magical Undo couldn't seem to reverse the charm and advised us to invest in new ones. Personally, I do believe the children were trying to get permission to visit Hogsmead without parental approval. 

I hope we can begin again, for it seems that the first blog, as I am just learning about these things, was established for me. My oldest was trying to be helpful and had the aforementioned quick quill type while I was finishing dinner only to have it type for him. 

Tricky buggars, they are. Sometimes I cannot tell if I am going in circles or if they are spinning the room. Growing up as a muggle, it wasn't until I was married that we realized I had magical powers. Luckily, my loverly husband, Walden, is a pureblood and recognized it right away. Our family doesn't associate much with my side of the relations, due to their denial of anything of the sort. So I understood how Harry felt, except the people like the Dursley's really were my parents. 

No worries now. All three of my wee ones show signs of being blessed.  The oldest is in his first year of Hogwarts. We weren't quite for sure if he would have been accepted, so we enrolled him in my alma mater muggle school. Once he was able to fulfill his commitment there, he has transferred to Hogwarts and seems to be enjoying it. Since I did not have the opportunity to attend whilst growing up, I have been allowed to participate with limited capabilities. It also gives me an opportunity to check in on Petrificus without appearing nosey. Luckily, he is in Slytherin and refuses to acknowledge me when he sees me bustling through the hallways. I am quite happy to have been chosen for Gryffindor. 

He is so introverted that it becomes very hard for him to make new friends. I am sure he will be finding that to end soon enough. Everyone I have met so far has been loverly.  As not coming into my own for so long, I am looking forward to sitting in on the lectures of some of the classes. I regret that I will not have a four poster along with everyone else in the dorms, but there are the responsibilities I have with two other small children, a home, and dear husband to keep track of. 

Though I have been taught that I could use my magic to speed along my projects, something about focusing your attention to move the needles back and forth, in a rhythm, becomes so relaxing, I have not given up my muggle ways. I love the feel of the needles in my hands and the tension leaving my shoulders. No charms yet have proven as an effective relaxation technique as knitting. So I will beg your pardon if you see me in a corner between classes or in the library studying with a pair of needles in my hand. Please feel free to stop and visit. I will show your mine if you show me yours. 

Much regards,

Ophelia

Happy New Year's Day

Well, I have done all I can do to prepare for this adventure. I am a bit scared but overwhelmingly excited to be a part of this. I have never experienced a journey like this. 

I will write more as time permits but for now, I must see if I can meet some of my housemates. I hear new ones arriving currently.