CH8

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-The First Lesson

The first day of classes at Hogwarts dawned crisp and clear, filled with the usual mix of excitement and nervousness. Among the many subjects offered, a new addition had stirred particular curiosity—Alchemy, taught by Professor Avonlea. This rare and ancient field of magical study was only available to third-year students and above, making it a highly anticipated class for those eager to delve into the mysteries of magical sciences.

As Professor Avonlea made his way to the Alchemy classroom, he felt a sense of anticipation. The classroom was tucked away in a quieter wing of the castle, giving it an air of mystique. The room itself was filled with shelves lined with jars and flasks, each containing strange and magical ingredients. The tables were arranged in a semi-circle around a central workbench, perfect for demonstrations.

Reiner stood at the front, preparing the materials for the day's lesson. As the students began to file in, he observed their expressions—curiosity, excitement, and a hint of apprehension. This was their first experience with Alchemy, and he wanted to make it both engaging and accessible. Among the students, he noticed the familiar faces of Fred and George Weasley, known for their mischievous antics.

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Once the class settled, Reiner began with a warm smile. "Good morning, everyone. Welcome to your first Alchemy lesson. I'm Professor Avonlea, and I'm thrilled to have you here. Alchemy might sound complicated, but today, we're going to keep things simple and fun."

He paused, letting the students' excitement build. "Alchemy is essentially the study of transformation. Think of it as magical chemistry. We take different substances and change them into something entirely new. Today, we'll start with something familiar—potion-making."

Reiner gestured to the workbench, where a variety of alchemical tools and ingredients were laid out. "To keep it simple, we'll begin with a basic exercise: creating a color-changing solution. It's like magic in a bottle, and a great way to understand the basics of Alchemy."

He picked up a flask of clear liquid and added a few drops of a shimmering substance. Instantly, the liquid turned a vibrant purple, eliciting gasps of amazement from the students. "This is a simple demonstration of how substances can interact. In this case, we've just created a basic color-change potion, but Alchemy can do much more."

Fred raised his hand, a mischievous glint in his eye. "So, Professor, could we, say, make a potion that changes someone's hair color?"

Reiner chuckled, nodding. "That's certainly possible, though I'd advise caution. Alchemy requires precision and understanding. It's not just about the end result but knowing how and why the transformation happens."

The students' interest was clearly piqued, their initial apprehension fading. Reiner continued, explaining the significance of precise measurements and the role of different ingredients. "Imagine you're baking a cake," he said, simplifying the concept. "Too much of one ingredient can ruin the whole thing. The same goes for Alchemy—balance is key."

As the students got to work on their own solutions, Reiner moved around the room, offering guidance and encouragement. He noticed that even Fred and George, known for their pranks, were genuinely engaged, carefully measuring their ingredients and observing the reactions.

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By the end of the class, the room was filled with flasks of variously colored liquids, and the students were buzzing with excitement. Reiner gathered them for a quick wrap-up. "Well done, everyone. You've just taken your first step into the world of Alchemy. For our next lesson, I want you to think about how everyday objects might be transformed with magic. Be creative and curious."

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As the students packed up, Fred and George lingered behind. George grinned, holding up a flask of bright pink liquid. "Professor, can we take this with us? Just for… educational purposes."

Reiner raised an eyebrow, his smile playful. "As long as you promise not to use it for pranks. Remember, Alchemy is a serious art."

Fred nodded, his expression sincere. "We'll be good, Professor. Thanks for the lesson."

With a final nod, the twins left, and Reiner felt a sense of accomplishment. The first class had gone better than he had hoped. The students were intrigued, and he had successfully introduced them to the basics of Alchemy. It was a promising start, and Reiner looked forward to exploring more complex and fascinating aspects of the subject with his eager students.

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