It is not something that Valeria would like to mingle around in…

Trixie’s crescent moon and wand would fit Valeria 100%.

Nobody is fearless (I applaud those who claim they are).

Spells (as well as spell casting theory), in general, is an interest of mine. As it is a hands-on class, I expect that we will be taught how to cast spells as well as be able to practice them in class.

I just got my hands on Alain’s diary: “Today is Val’s 7th birthday. I am going to start my first year at Hogwarts in two months. She doesn’t have any friends, she will be lonely, so I asked father if I could buy her a pet owl to keep her company when I’m away.”

Floo powder is inaccurate at times, and portkeys are inefficient; apparition would be her preferred choice, but seeing as she is underage, Valeria opts for the popular broomstick.

In a family as wealthy as the Géroux’s, they always had hired squibs to do the cooking for them. Hence, Valeria had never touched any cooking-ware in her life.

I would like to be able to protect not only myself, but my friends as well and believe that this course will provide the means for me.

Often, a book can be found laying on top of several spare pieces of parchment at the corner of the desk. Valeria’s workspace reflects her organized and bookish personality.

Growing up hidden from the outside world, secluded within the walls of the Géroux manor, not many people visited Valeria.

Hearing the bang of a foreign sound and Alex crying out for help, Valeria whips her head around to see a heavily wounded and unconscious Nikki on the ground. She looks around for the source of the tiny, black object that had penetrated Nikki’s shoulder, but the culprit seems to have fled.

The air is cool, the night long. The wind is howling, as if to shed light on the unforeseen turn of events that occurred on Earth below. The moon, a silver orb - clear and luminous - in the dark sky, sends down an unwelcome beam of light into the eyes of a young girl.

Hoot Hoot.

Her favourite time of the year is Winter.