The train has arrived, as students pile into the school. Running through the halls with excitement as their wands wave around closely behind. Some faces are happy and filled with youthful joy while others are…afraid, or nearly doubling over in tears and cries of how they want to go home, either way. The new school year of Hogwarts will begin with a bang.
In the venerable halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where ancient magic hums in the very stones and legends are woven into the tapestry of everyday life, there stands a figure both feared and revered, a paragon of authority and elegance: Cynthia Angelbane, the enigmatic Headmaster of the prestigious institution. Tall and regal, Cynthia commands attention from the moment she enters a room, her presence like a tempest, simultaneously awe-inspiring and daunting. With a gaze that pierces through pretense and illusion, she holds the weight of knowledge and responsibility in her piercing eyes, eyes that seem to carry the secrets of the the school within their depths. But it is not merely her imposing stature that sets Cynthia apart; it is the ethereal beauty that envelops her like an aura, a radiance that seems to illuminate even the darkest corners of Hogwarts. Her features are sculpted with an otherworldly grace, her skin kissed by the brightest sun, and her hair woven in locs, framing a face that seems both timeless and ageless.
As Headmaster of Hogwarts, Cynthia Angelbane is a figure of unparalleled influence, a guardian of tradition and a harbinger of change. Her tenure is marked by unwavering dedication to the school and its students, as well as a fierce determination to uphold the values of magic in a world that is constantly shifting and evolving.
Cynthia shifts to the podium, as a microphone hovers over it.
“Good morning, students of Hogwarts,” Cynthia began, her voice a melodic blend of firmness and warmth. “As we embark upon another year of learning and growth, it is imperative that we all understand the responsibilities that come with being a student here.”
Her gaze swept across the assembled students, each one feeling the weight of her words settle upon them like a comforting cloak. “First and foremost, remember that your time here at Hogwarts is not merely a privilege, but a sacred trust. You have been chosen to walk these halls, to study the ancient arts of magic, and it is your duty to honor that legacy with diligence and dedication.”
Cynthia paused, allowing her words to sink in before continuing. “As witches and wizards, you possess extraordinary abilities, but with that power comes great responsibility. You are stewards of the magical world, guardians of its secrets and traditions. It is your duty to use your gifts wisely, to uphold the principles of kindness, compassion, and integrity in all that you do.”
Turning her attention to the school schedule, Cynthia outlined the curriculum and extracurricular activities that awaited the students in the coming year. Her voice remained steady and reassuring, guiding them through the intricacies of their academic journey.
“Furthermore, there are certain rules and regulations that must be observed within these walls,” Cynthia continued, “Acts of disrespect, dishonesty, and cruelty will not be tolerated. Nor will any form of dark magic or misconduct. Hogwarts is a place of learning and enlightenment, and it is imperative that we all treat each other with kindness and respect. Even down to the smallest Niffler”
Finally, Cynthia’s expression softened, her eyes alight with genuine warmth as she spoke of her hopes for the students’ success. “Above all else, I wish for each and every one of you to succeed,” she said, her voice filled with genuine sincerity. “You are capable of achieving greatness, of unlocking the full potential of your magic and becoming the witches and wizards you were always meant to be. Remember, the path to mastery is paved with perseverance and determination. Work hard, believe in yourselves, and never forget the incredible journey that lies ahead.”
“Your schedules will be given to you shortly, as for now, feel free to mingle. Class will not begin until tomorrow so this is a wonderful time to meet your fellow classmates.” Cynthia added.
“Ah, and…hm.” Cynthia opened a small scroll, reading the contenents- “We will be having Roast Dragon Steak with a Firewhiskey Glaze alongside a Butterbeer Latte to soothe the kick of the steak after students has concluded mingling.” Cynthia finished, as she rolled up the scroll and quickly dismissed of it.
With a final nod of encouragement, Cynthia concluded her address, leaving the students inspired and ready to embrace the challenges and opportunities that awaited them in the magical world of Hogwarts.
