Chapter 57: Astrology and laying low

Chapter 57: Astrology and laying low

The implications of what just happened with Malfoy wasn't lost on Nick but rather made him decisively shut down any thoughts of playing quidditch. He had already shown that he was very talented and didn't need to deal with the problems that came from the scouts watching the games. Yes professional quidditch scouts regularly sat in on the games at Hogwarts in hope of uncovering talents to be recruited. The minimum age to play the sport professionally was only sixteen in the wizarding world so sitting in on games keeps teams fresh and talented.-

If Nick decided to play quidditch he could tell from today alone that he would probably draw a lot of attention to himself from these scouts and maybe even the publishers as an unprecedented talent in the sport. Nick didn't mind being openly acknowledged academically in the school but once the entire wizarding community begins to focus on his life instead it will bring a lot of hassles he simply won't be ready for at the moment. 'It sucks since the sport looked interesting but I think waiting till the fourth year to enter the public eye would be best.' Nick thought seriously.- nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.

Flying class was officially ended after that since Madam Hooch was worried another "accident" might happen. Next up was astrology which confused Nick quite a bit but he quickly found out why it was held so early in the day when the teacher Aurora Sinistra started the class. "Welcome to astrology I am Professor Sinistra. For those wondering why this class is held so early the answer to your question is that even if we were to observe the heavens on our first class almost none of you would understand what you are actually witnessing."-

Once lunch was over the Slytherin and Gryffindor first years headed to the DADA classroom and all made funny faces when they entered the room. The air was thick with the overpowering stench of garlic and incense while various superstitious things adorned the room. Professor Quirrell was a pale plain man with a thick purple turban wrapped around his head and a nervous expression. Nick knew that this man was not nervous at all but merely acting that way due to one key detail , his eyes. The man's eyes scanned each and every person who walked through the door as if appraising and judging them.

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