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MuggleDinosaur Periwinkle’s eyes sparkled as she spoke, her excitement bubbling over like a freshly brewed potion. “Yes, I did transfer!” she said with a bright smile, her Scottish accent lilting through her words. She hadn’t expected anyone to be curious about Ilvermorny, the American wizarding school, but it was a pleasant surprise. “Ilvermorny was grand, truly. But Hogwarts—it’s like stepping into a fairytale! The castle feels alive, doesn’t it? At Ilvermorny, everything was so serene and calm, but here… it’s like magic is woven into every stone.”
She paused for a moment, her thoughts flitting between her two magical homes. Though Hogwarts had always been her dream, Ilvermorny held a special place in her heart. “I’ll have to compare them properly once I’ve explored the castle more,” she added with a grin. “But so far, Hogwarts is enchanting in its own way.”
Periwinkle felt a warm glow of appreciation at his interest. She knew the next question was inevitable, and she was ready—or at least mostly ready. “Why did I transfer?” she echoed thoughtfully, her smile softening. “Well, that’s a bit of a tale. I’m from a massive family—chaotic and dramatic, to say the least! When I was ten, my older sister Thora became my guardian. She’d just started working for the Magical Congress in America and asked if I’d be okay attending Ilvermorny when the time came. I said yes, though I always hoped I’d make it to Hogwarts one day.”
Her voice grew warmer as she continued. “I grew up in Scotland—this is home for me. Even when we were in America, Thora made sure we never forgot our traditions. But we adopted some American ones too! Thanksgiving was her favorite; she absolutely adored the food.” Periwinkle laughed lightly, remembering her sister’s enthusiasm for pumpkin pie and cranberry sauce. “She still misses it, you know.”
At Alaric’s curious expression, she leaned in conspiratorially. “The best part of Ilvermorny? The nature! The school is surrounded by forests and mountains—it’s breathtaking. And the magical creatures! Well… from a safe distance, of course,” she added with a laugh. “I loved sitting outside to study or write in my journal. It was peaceful, like the world slowed down for you.”
Her excitement bubbled over again as she looked around the Great Hall. “I hope Hogwarts has its own magic like that. I’m sure it does—I can already feel it.”
When Alaric apologized for asking so many questions, Periwinkle shook her head quickly, her smile widening. “Don’t apologize! I love it! It’s so refreshing when someone actually wants to get to know you.” Her voice softened as she added, “It makes everything feel a little less daunting.”
For Periwinkle, this new chapter at Hogwarts felt like the start of an incredible adventure—and she couldn’t wait to see where it would lead her next.
Alaric’s gray eyes widened as he listened, leaning forward slightly, his curiosity plain on his face. He smiled when Periwinkle mentioned Ilvermorny.
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Wow, Ilvermorny sounds amazing,” he said, his voice laced with wonder. “
Forests and mountains? That sounds like something out of one of those adventure books! Did you ever see anything really cool in the forest? Like magical creatures or hidden ruins or something?”
When she talked about her sister and her move back to Scotland, he nodded thoughtfully. “
That’s really nice of your sister to take care of you like that. It must be fun to live somewhere with so many traditions. Thanksgiving sounds cool too! What’s your favorite part about it?” he asked, his enthusiasm clear.
At the mention of Hogwarts feeling alive, Alaric grinned and gestured around the Great Hall. “
I know what you mean. I mean, the moving staircases alone make it feel like it’s got a mind of its own! I haven’t figured out how anyone doesn’t get lost yet. Do you think there are any secret passageways?”
He paused for a moment before adding, “
It’s cool having someone here who knows a bit more about magic schools and stuff. You’ve probably got all sorts of stories, and I bet Hogwarts will give you a ton more. It’s nice having someone to talk to who’s still figuring things out too.”
His grin widened slightly. “
And if you ever find something magical or cool in the castle, promise you’ll tell me about it, okay?”