Basic Level - Class 11

Hunter made his way into class right before the bell rang. "Yesssss," he whispered to himself. He took a seat next to someone he had seen around the common room. She was a very pretty girl, and from what he had been hearing she was a great singer. She was interesting, her name was Abbey Dawn. He looked up at the board and pulled out his things, he scratched the top of his hand and copied the text off of the board. This daily routine was getting boring, couldn't they just do something different? "Dragons are scaly and big!" he said. "I though this was Defense Against the Dark Arts, not Care of Magical Creatures," he snickered quietly so the teacher wouldn't hear.

Aurora sat there. She didnt speak for a while. "It depends on what kind of dragon you have. Hungarian horntails have Black scales, a spiked tail, and golden colored horns above its head while a chinese fireball has Scarlet scales that are also smooth and fringed golden spikes that are around its face. The others are quite different too but all dragons have scales, and breathe fire." She knew she said alot for a shy person and right away she laid her head down and closed her eyes with shyness.

''Well, I guess that is correct, as the fact that I deduce 10 points from Hufflepuff. You boy, when you stand at this position, as a professor, you decide what to teach. Now, that is fine, everything, but there is one thing I would like to ask you. What does that have to do with DADA?'', he asked, looking at them.

"Doesnt it have to do with DADA because people who use dark magic might obtain one of these even though they are illeagl and use them to attack people? I mean if someone that smart and evil obtained oe of the powerful and dangerous creatures they would have dark reasons for obtaining them." aurora spoke calmly and with a bit of sierriousness.

Hunter sulked at the teacher, this guy was really something. He could just tell the time between now and summer was going to be really long. He sighed and looked away out the window, he really didn't care about this class. He knew enough to get along, if he had his way he would've dropped out of this class. He liked it before, before this guy came along. The school really went downhill after his third year, but he tried not to think about it. He'd learn about Dragons in Care of Magical Creatures in sixth year anyway....

Lucy ran down the first floor pushing people out of the way to make it to her Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As she skidded to a halt she looked at Professor Wilson breathing hard she pushed her hair out of her face that was flying around her as she ran. "I'm sorry I'm late Professor, it won't happen again I swear!"said Lucy hoping he wouldn't take points from her. Taking her seat quickly across from a boy who was looking out the window she copied the notes from the board in her neat elegant writing. Finishing her notes she listened to the lesson about dragons with interest for she never seen a dragon before.

''Good Nye, it seems that our boy has gotten its answer. Since I couldn't steal a Dragon from someone, this will only be a theoretical class. Sad. But, never mind that. We shall have to work with what we have. How would you fight a dragon and defeat it?'', he asked.

Aurora thought for a minute. "Is it possible to change the weather, get the dragons wings to have frost on them, than like conjure a sword and stab the dragon?" Really, She didnt know if this was possible but she didn know dragons are easier to beat when they cant use their wings.

"Aim for the weakest available point of its body. Generally the eyes," James said, considering Aurora's statement. Changing the weather would have been ineffective- the more preferable method of destabilizing a dragon's ability to fly would have been to cut off the wings. Stabbing would have worked... if Aurora could get her hands on a Goblin-made blade before the dragon swallowed her whole. "Sometimes, the dragon may keep its eyes closed. This would indicate that the creature was previously injured. If the opportunity arises, one could fire a spell up the dragon's snout. Either way, it would probably be far too afraid to sit around and wait. Once the eyes are out, one could quick manage to escape into a crevice, or hiding position. Running would be suicide- a dragon's smell and auditory abilities would easily identify you."

That was all James had to truly combat a Dragon, sans dark magic.

''And I presume you are the Knights of the Round Table? Where's the magic in all of that?! Yes, of course, you need a sword or a spear or something pointy, but you have to use magic to get to the point where you can use the sword. Let us try one more time... anyone?'', he asked.