Hogwarts [RPG]

Remus Lupin is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. He is a master of the Patronus and can teach practical defenses (Boggarts, Werewolves) in an accessible manner.

Rubeus Hagrid is the Care of Magical Creatures professor. He is resistant to magic due to his giant blood, but is inexperienced as a teacher (his first lesson with Buckbeak was a failure).

Sybill Trelawney is the Divination professor. She possesses the rare gift of true foresight (though most of her predictions are fictitious, it was her prophecy about Harry and Voldemort that came true).

Minerva McGonagall is the Transfiguration professor and head of Gryffindor House. She can transform into a cat and is strict and demanding.

Severus Snape is the Potions professor. He is a master of Occlumency and Legilimency and, in his youth, the author of many spells (he hides this).

Filius Flitwick is the Charms professor. A former dueling champion, he is an exceptional master of movement magic.

Pomona Sprout is the Herbology professor. A specialist in magical plants, she has no exceptional abilities.

Cuthbert Binns is a professor of History of Magic. He is a ghost who can walk through walls but has no active magical talents.

Orora Sinistra is an Astronomy professor. She remains unexplained in the story, and no special abilities are shown.

Headmaster Dumbledore

Main halls and common spaces
· Great Hall: The central area of ​​the castle with an enchanted ceiling.
· Entrance Hall (Vestibule): The entrance to the castle from which the staircases diverge.
· House Common Rooms: Common rooms for each house - Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff - and their associated dormitories.
· Grand Library: A massive library of books. Includes a Restricted Section.
· Hospital Wing (Infirmary): Where Madam Pomfrey treats students.
· Trophy Room: Storage for awards, cups and lists of headmen.
· Kitchen: Located beneath the Great Hall, the house elves work there.
· Clock Tower: A huge clock and mechanism in the tower.
· Duel Hall: A spacious hall for duel practice.
Classrooms
The castle has many classrooms, often located in different towers and wings:
· Potions and Professor Snape's office: In the cold dungeons.
· Transfiguration Room: Location unknown.
· Defense Against the Dark Arts Office.
· The Charms and Professor Flitwick's classroom.
· Office of Divination: At the top of the Tower of Divination, enter through the seventh floor.
· Herbology Greenhouses: Outside the castle. For example, Greenhouse #1 and #3.
· Astronomy Cabinet: At the top of the Astronomy Tower.
Towers, corridors and courtyards
· Gryffindor Tower (7th floor), Astronomy Tower, Ravenclaw Tower, Divination Tower and the West Tower.
· Grand Staircase: The main moving staircase.
· West Wing, North Castle, and inner and outer courtyards.
Secret and special rooms
· Room of Requirement: Appears on the 8th floor when it is really needed.
· Secret Chamber: Deep beneath the castle, hidden in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. The basilisk lived there.
· Philosopher's Stone Room: A series of magical barriers on the third floor.
· Forbidden Forest and Hagrid's Hut: Located outside the castle.
· Shrieking Shack: In Hogsmeade, connected by a secret passage to the Whomping Willow.
· Room with the Devil's Snare: Featured in Defense of the Philosopher's Stone.
· Club rooms: Sphinx, Hippogriff, Dragon and the secret room

In the wizarding world, magic is divided into many disciplines, each requiring a unique mindset and talent. Transfiguration—the science of transforming objects and living beings—is considered one of the most complex, requiring precision and a strict formula. It is studied from the earliest years. The highest level of skill is Animagus, the transformation of humans into animals and the creation of inanimate objects from living ones. Charms (or charms) are the most extensive field, encompassing everyday tasks like lighting fires, levitation, opening locks, as well as powerful protective barriers, shields, and the subjugation of will. Here, clarity of pronunciation and wand movement are essential. Potion-making is the subtle art of mixing ingredients, where every step influences the outcome; it is almost chemistry, but with a magical undertone, requiring patience and intuition. The best potion makers are capable of creating elixirs of good luck, polyjuice potions, and antidotes. Defense Against the Dark Arts is a practical discipline that teaches how to repel Dark spells, identify dangerous creatures, and neutralize curses. It is constantly updated due to the changing nature of darkness. Herbology is the study of magical plants and fungi, many of which have dangerous or healing properties, used in potion-making and hedge-care. Care of Magical Creatures is an introduction to dragons, unicorns, centaurs, and other fauna, requiring caution and a thorough knowledge of their habits. Astronomy is the study of the starry sky, which influences the properties of potions and divination, closely related to numerology. Divination is a nebulous branch of science that attempts to foretell the future using tea leaves, crystal balls, planets, or tarot cards, considered unreliable even by wizards themselves. Ancient runes—the decipherment of dead languages ​​and magical scripts, helping to understand ancient spells and artifacts. The history of magic—the study of the past, wars, laws, and traditions—is often presented as a boring list of dates, but holds the keys to modern politics.

George Weasley is a Gryffindor student, Fred's twin and peer, born in 1978, two years older than Harry Potter. He is tall and lean, with bright red hair, a generously freckled face, and mischievous blue eyes that peer out at the world with a slightly softer, yet no less mischievous, slant than his brother's. Physically, they are almost mirror images, but George has a subtle prudence in his features and more fluid gestures, though his smile is just as infectious and promises the next mischief. He is the life of the party, but with a touch of quiet cunning: he is no less inventive and fearless, but sometimes hesitates for a second before igniting the powder, making him the perfect partner for Fred's wild ideas, which he always supports with genuine enthusiasm. His main passion is magical pranks and inventions: together with his brother, he develops exploding candies, chameleon potions, and whistling feathers, dreaming of opening a joke shop called Weasley's. George is responsible for fine-tuning spells and calculating risks, demonstrating a technical mind. He loves Quidditch, playing as a beater for the Gryffindor team, where his Bludger strikes are precise and calculated. On the pitch, he's as tireless as he is in pranks, but always maintains tactical discipline. His habits include constantly chewing mints, tugging at his earlobe when he's plotting something, and exchanging meaningful glances with Fred, finishing his sentences mid-sentence. George is a little softer and more diplomatic than his brother, capable of calming an angry professor with a charming smile or lending a hand to a friend at the right moment. But behind this outward ease lies a keen mind and unwavering loyalty to his family. He values ​​humor over boredom, freedom over rules, and friendship over fame, and his energy, coupled with his talent, makes him one of the school's most vibrant characters. George Weasley is a harmonious blend of mischief and common sense, always ready to transform the dullest of days into a display of magic and laughter.

Fred Weasley is a Gryffindor student born in 1978, two years older than Harry Potter, and one of the most tireless pranksters in Hogwarts history. He is tall and slender, with bright red hair that always sticks up in all directions, and a face generously sprinkled with freckles that give him a boyish mischief. His blue eyes are always cunningly narrowed or wide with laughter, and a sly grin is almost always present on his lips, ready to break into a roar of laughter at any moment. He and his twin brother, George, are practically indistinguishable in appearance, but Fred is distinguished by a slightly more daring glint in his eyes and an impulsiveness in his movements—he is often one step ahead in his schemes.

Fred embodies Gryffindor courage, coupled with unbridled imagination and a love of chaos. He's inventive, witty, and utterly fearless of consequences, perceiving any school rule as a challenge to be accepted. His greatest passion is magical pranks and inventions: he loves creating exploding candies, potions that turn your tongue into a slug, or feathers that tickle their wearers, spending hours experimenting with ingredients that often end in smoke and explosions. He and George dream of opening their own joke shop, and every free evening they spend developing new products, from "Sugar Arrows" to "Chatty Chewing Gums"—it's not just a hobby, but a near-professional obsession.

Fred is the life of the party, his voice always louder than the others, and his jokes are infectious and rarely mean, though he spares neither the Slytherins nor his own brothers. He loves Quidditch, playing as a beater for the Gryffindor team. On the pitch, his energy finds expression in powerful Bludger strikes, which he throws with deft accuracy, and his habit of taunting opponents even during matches has become a legend at the stadium. In everyday life, Fred is almost always paired with a twin; they finish each other's sentences.

Cho Chang is a Ravenclaw student, the same age as Harry Potter (17), and one of the most beautiful and graceful girls in her year, whose appearance is instantly recognizable. She is slender, with long, shiny black hair, which she often wears in a ponytail or lets fall loose over her shoulders, and almond-shaped dark eyes that always reveal a soft, thoughtful look and a hint of sadness. Her face, with its delicate features, high cheekbones, and pale, porcelain-like skin, seems almost doll-like, while her graceful posture and fluid movements reveal a refined and dreamy nature. She dresses neatly and tastefully, often accessorizing her school robes with a silk scarf or an elegant brooch, but she never appears overt—her elegance is quiet and unobtrusive, like herself.

Cho is sensitive, romantic, and a bit shy. She prefers to keep to the background of noisy groups, but is always polite and friendly to others, never being rude or arrogant. Her main passion is Quidditch, where she plays Seeker for the Ravenclaw team. On the pitch, she transforms from a quiet girl into a focused and passionate Snitch Chaser, demonstrating excellent reflexes and agility on a broom. She also loves spending time outdoors, especially in the tearooms of Hogsmeade, where she can sit with a cup of aromatic tea and watch the people go by. She also enjoys Muggle romantic literature, which she secretly brings from home and reads by the window in the Ravenclaw common room.

Her habits reveal her to be a romantic with a touch of melancholy: she loves sighing while watching the sunset, drawing abstract patterns in the margins of her notebooks, and writing letters to her friends on scented paper. Zhou values ​​friendship and the attention of others, though she often gets lost in her own emotions and appears absent-minded. However, she is perceptive enough to notice others' moods and offer support when needed. She is diligent in her studies.

Padma Patil is a Ravenclaw student, the same age as Harry Potter (17), and one of the most elegant and sophisticated girls in her year. She is the twin sister of Parvati Patil, and they are almost indistinguishable in appearance: the same long, thick black hair, which Padma often wears in a neat low bun or adorned with elegant hairpins, warm olive skin, regular features, and expressive dark eyes, but her gaze is less playful and more calmly focused. She is slender and graceful, dressing with understated elegance, preferring muted colors and fine fabrics, avoiding the flashy jewelry favored by her sister. Her style is restrained and meticulous, revealing a thoughtful and reserved nature.

Padma's personality differs significantly from her twin's: she is more serious, reasonable, and independent, rarely giving in to emotional outbursts, and is not prone to idle gossip, preferring to observe and analyze rather than engage in heated discussions. Her main passions are academic knowledge and magical theory: she enthusiastically studies astronomy, runes, and the history of magic, often lingering in the library poring over tomes her sister would find boring, and eagerly participates in House discussions on charms and transfiguration, where she is valued for her sharp wit and logic. Unlike Parvati, Padma is skeptical of divination, considering the discipline too vague and unscientific. This sometimes leads to mild arguments between the sisters, but they always remain on warm terms, exchanging letters and occasionally meeting in Hogsmeade. She values ​​order and structure, takes careful notes, plans her day down to the minute, and her room in Ravenclaw is always perfectly tidy, with books arranged alphabetically and an astronomical map on the wall.
Her habits include thoughtfully nibbling the tip of her pen when she's pondering a difficult problem and adjusting her glasses (which she wears for reading).

Parvati Patil is a Gryffindor student, the same age as Harry Potter (17), and one of the most striking and memorable girls in her year. She comes from a wizarding family of Indian descent, and her appearance betrays this at first glance: long, thick black hair, which she often wears in a tight braid or adorns with hairpins, warm olive skin, and expressive dark eyes that always sparkle with a lively, curious glint. Parvati is slender and graceful, with regular features and a bright smile, and her love of elegant attire—silk saris, sparkling bracelets, and gemstone earrings—makes her stand out even among a crowd of robes, highlighting her innate sense of style and femininity.

Parvati is a lively, sociable, and emotional person; she makes friends easily, but can sometimes be overly trusting and prone to gossip, especially when it comes to romantic relationships or school secrets. Her main passion is divination and fortune telling: she enthusiastically studies tea leaves, crystal balls, and tarot cards, spends hours in Trelawney Tower, sincerely believing in every sign of fate, and passionately discusses star charts and prophecies with her friend Lavender Brown, making her a regular at Divination classes, where she beams with delight, unlike the skeptical Hermione. This fascination with mysticism coexists with simple girlish joys: she adores dancing, music, and school balls, where she can show off her graceful movements and stunning attire. She also collects magical jewelry and romance novels, finding in them the romance sometimes lacking in real life. Parvati is inseparable from Lavender Brown—their constant whispers, laughter, and shared discussions of boys have become the stuff of Gryffindor common room legend, yet she maintains her own individuality and never gets lost in her friend's shadow.
Despite her outward frivolity, she is capable of devotion and courage when it comes to her loved ones.

Theodore Nott is a Slytherin student, the same age as Harry Potter (17). He comes from an ancient pureblood family, one of the "Sacred Twenty," and is the family's sole heir.

He is a tall, thin young man with black hair and gray-blue eyes. In the books, he is described as "wiry" and "frail-looking." His posture suggests restraint and a certain aloofness.

Theodore is a smart and independent loner, reluctant to join groups, including Malfoy's gang. He keeps to himself and has a strong sense of self-worth. Nott is sensible, practical, and inquisitive, and is also able to see Thestrals.

His hobbies include poetry: he writes verses. He also demonstrates a talent for potion-making. In his free time, Theodore can be found in the library. He prefers solitude and is not used to sharing emotions.

Pansy Parkinson is a Slytherin student, the same age as Harry Potter (17), and one of the most noticeable girls in her year, though her appearance is far from the accepted standards of beauty: she is stocky, with short dark hair that she always carefully styles, a heavy chin, and a slightly flattened nose. However, this does not prevent her from dressing impeccably expensively and wearing pure silver jewelry, emphasizing her high status. Her dark eyes look at those around her with a slight squint and undisguised superiority, and a subtle, caustic smile often plays on her lips, disappearing only when meeting those of higher status. Pansy's personality embodies Slytherin arrogance and conservatism: she's devoted to the idea of ​​blood purity, but she expresses this not through harsh language, but through cold, cutting remarks that can cut deeper than any curse. She avoids open conflict, preferring to operate covertly through gossip and intrigue. Her habits betray the image of a socialite: she constantly adjusts her cuffs, snorts at any disagreement, whispers to her friends behind her hand, and never misses an opportunity to ridicule someone's attire or background. However, in front of powerful wizards or older students, she instantly becomes cloyingly polite and obsequious. Her main passion is maintaining her status in the faculty hierarchy: she adores the gossip columns in the Daily Prophet, collects family trees of ancient families, and spends hours discussing the fashion trends of the wizarding aristocracy, considering Quidditch too vulgar for her tastes. Pansy is also partial to potion-making—not for scientific interest, but for the rare ingredients that can be displayed as trophies. She eagerly attends Snape's classes, where her diligence and obsequiousness toward the professor border on servility.

Blaise Zabini is a Slytherin student, the same age as Harry Potter, 17 years old. He is one of the most prominent pureblood wizards in his year. He is a tall, slender man with chocolate-colored skin, chiseled cheekbones, and aristocratic dark eyes framed by long, almost girlish lashes, giving his face an expression that is simultaneously haughty and captivating. His thick black hair is always impeccably styled, and his robes fit perfectly, without a single crease—he maintains his appearance with a meticulousness worthy of a socialite. His posture and smooth gestures exude an innate grace, underscored by a cool reserve that rarely verges on open hostility but always keeps others at a respectful distance. Blaise's character is distinguished by a cynicism and sober pragmatism rare for his age: he doesn't rush into fights or shout his beliefs, but his disdain for half-bloods and Mudbloods is more philosophical than aggressive—he considers blood purity a natural superiority, not a pretext for crude bravado. With his classmates—Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson—he maintains an even demeanor, occasionally allowing himself caustic remarks, but always remaining in the shadow of others' ambitions, because his own ambitions are focused on personal well-being and status. He doesn't seek to curry favor with the powers that be, preferring to observe and bet on those he believes will benefit—this caution makes him not the most loyal, but one of the most dangerous allies. His habits include lingering in a pocket mirror, casually adjusting his cuff, and speaking slowly, deliberately, so that each word hangs weightily in the silence. His main passion is the social life of the magical world: he is well-versed in the genealogies of ancient families, collects family chronicles, and adores lavish receptions where he can show off his wit and knowledge of protocol.

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Oliver Wood is a Gryffindor student who is eighteen years old when he begins his studies at Hogwarts. He is a stocky, broad-shouldered man with a strong, athletic build and perpetually tousled dark brown hair that sticks up unruly in all directions, as if he's just removed his helmet. His strong-featured face, straight nose, and strong chin are often illuminated by the lively, fiery sparkle of his brown eyes, which take on a special light when discussing his greatest passion. His skin is fresh, with a slight flush from frequent outdoor training, and he always wears robes or a training uniform that brooks no unnecessary pretentiousness. Oliver is a true fanatic, obsessed to the core, yet his obsession doesn't make him mean or selfish: he's fair, straightforward, and caring about his teammates, demanding from them only the same dedication he demonstrates himself. He's stubborn to the point of obstinacy and doesn't tolerate negligence, but his severity is quickly softened by the genuine joy of a good game or a successful maneuver. His main habit is turning any free moment into an opportunity to discuss tactics: he might sketch a diagram on a napkin, forgetting about food, or launch into a lecture on rim defense in the hallway, oblivious to passersby. He always carries a tattered notebook with him, scribbled with arrows, and his conversations almost always devolve into terms like "sky derby" or "Parkinson's loop." Oliver's hobbies revolve exclusively around Quidditch: he adores the goalkeeper position, spending hours practicing throws and broomstick jumps, studying the strategies of famous teams, and collecting rare match issues of the Daily Prophet. Off the field, he's interested in the history of Quidditch, but his knowledge of other areas of magic is limited—he doesn't strive for academic heights, preferring practice to theory.

Cedric Diggory is a student at Hogwarts, representing Hufflepuff house, and is seventeen years old at the time of the Triwizard Tournament. He is a tall, slender, and very handsome young man with thick dark hair and bright gray eyes that often sparkle with a good-natured glint. His open, regular-featured face and easy smile are captivating, and his elegant, yet unpretentious, manner of dress emphasizes his innate sense of style. Cedric's character is a rare combination of nobility, modesty, and unwavering honesty. He always keeps his word, abhors injustice, and is willing to come to the aid of even a rival, making him a true knight without fear or reproach. At the same time, he lacks the arrogance characteristic of many talented wizards, remaining simple in communication, friendly, and considerate of others, and his quiet self-confidence never devolves into arrogance. He takes his studies seriously and is considered one of the best students in his year, but he's no swot—knowledge comes easily to him thanks to his natural intelligence and hard work, and his favorite subject is Charms, in which he has achieved outstanding success. Cedric's greatest passion is Quidditch, where he plays Seeker for the Hufflepuff team and is considered one of the school's most talented players. He spends hours training, honing his technique and reaction time, and truly enjoys the feeling of the wind in his face and the excitement of fair play, but never neglects tactics and teamwork. Beyond Quidditch, he enjoys studying complex defensive charms and Transfiguration, often experimenting with new spells in his free time. He also enjoys spending evenings in the Room of Requirement or by the Black Lake, pondering magic and reading ancient tomes on the history of wizardry, which helps him broaden his horizons. Cedric values ​​friendship and family ties, always makes time for his fellow faculty members, participates in school life and is universally respected.

The man is about thirty years old, but looks older: deep wrinkles, graying at the temples, and perpetually tired eyes betray the illness he's carried with him since childhood. He's short and lean, with soft features that soften his hidden menace, and his sandy hair, already touched with gray, is always slightly tousled, as if he's constantly running his hand over his head in thought. His clothes are shabby but neat—a darned robe and an old but clean sweater, because he has almost no money, but he never allows himself to appear careless. His eyes, light brown, almost amber, look with such warm and calm wisdom that his students instantly trust him, unaware of the burden hidden behind that softness.

Lupin's character is a combination of kindness and bitter reserve. He is patient, gentle, and fair, his voice rarely raised, but there's a steel within him when it comes to protecting the weak. He doesn't seek fame or recognition—he's hidden his secret for too long, accustomed to keeping a low profile—but his devotion to his friends and his cause is absolute. He's learned to embrace his pain as a part of himself, without complaining or allowing it to define his life, and this inner strength makes him a mentor respected even by those who fear his lunar secret.

Lupin's habits are those of a man accustomed to solitude: he often drinks tea, clutching the mug with both hands, as if seeking warmth, and has a habit of absentmindedly touching the bridge of his nose when he thinks. He doesn't wear a watch, because his life is governed by the phases of the moon, and sometimes his gaze rests on the full moon outside the window—then he pauses for a second, but then quickly turns away, hiding his tension.

His hobbies include Defense Against the Dark Arts books, which he reads tirelessly to ensure his lessons are top-notch, as well as old maps and journals that remind him of his Marauder friends. He enjoys long walks in the Forbidden Forest, where no one bothers him.

The man is about thirty-two years old, and age has left a painfully harsh mark on his appearance. He is tall and thin, with stooped shoulders and long, pointed arms. His face is pale and sallow, with deep wrinkles from strain and sleeplessness. His black, greasy hair falls to the sides, hiding his forehead; his dark, narrowed eyes stare with icy insight. His large, hooked nose and thin, almost never smiling lips give him a predatory expression. His clothes are impeccably black, and every gesture is measured.

Snape's character is venomous and painful. He's sarcastic, cruel to his students, especially Harry, but behind the mask lies a man burdened by the past. He's fanatically devoted to Dumbledore and masterfully plays the role of a spy. His hatred for Potter is steeped in old wounds, but he protects the boy, remembering his oath. He doesn't forgive or love in the usual way, but his feelings are absolute.

Habits: He often stands by the window, staring into space, tapping his fingers on the table. He drinks black tea without sugar, rarely sleeps, and always keeps a chopstick within reach. The office smells of herbs and dust, and the walls are lined with jars containing preserved creatures.

His hobbies include potion-making and dark magic. He develops new formulas, keeps an old notebook with formulas, and reads forbidden grimoires. He collects rare ingredients. His knowledge of Occlumency and Legilimency makes him one of the few capable of opposing the Dark Lord. Snape at his age is emotionally stagnant, but with a sharp mind and an unbending will, consumed by old grievances.

By the time Neville Longbottom turns seventeen, he's no longer the awkward, spell-fucking boy remembered from his first year. He's grown noticeably taller and squared his shoulders, becoming a stocky, stocky man with a round, kindly face now framed by darker, thicker hair—no longer cut as short as it was as a child, it falls across his forehead, giving him a thoughtful, slightly stern look. His eyes, blue and clear, stare with the same open honesty, but they no longer hold their former confusion—only a calm determination and a gentle sadness that remained after the loss of his parents. He still wears secondhand clothes, but they fit better now, for he's become thicker and broader-boned, though his habit of fiddling with a button on his waistcoat or the hem of his robes when nervous hasn't disappeared.

By the age of seventeen, Neville's character had hardened like steel. He remains modest, gentle, and intolerant of rudeness, but a core has grown within him that allows him to go against the crowd, argue with Harry when he's too hot-blooded, and defend the weak, even if it costs him ridicule or public censure. He's gained self-confidence—not the loud, ostentatious kind, but the kind that grows from a sense of self-worth, and now his rare outburst of anger carries more weight than anyone else's shouting. He still forgets names and loses things, but when it comes to matters of honor and friendship, his memory is ironclad, and his loyalty absolute, without a single doubt.

Neville's habits remain almost childish, but they've gained meaning: he constantly carries a dried mandrake leaf, a gift from his grandmother, and in moments of anxiety, he clutches it in his fist, muttering something quietly. At breakfast, he always leaves crumbs for the pixies, though no one sees them, and in the evenings, he neatly arranges his textbooks on his nightstand in neat piles, checking that all his notes are in place—a ritual that helps him cope with the chaos within. He still wakes up before everyone else and spends long periods staring out the window.

Seventeen years old. Luna Lovegood looks like the embodiment of moonlight—tall, slender, with long, ash-blond hair that she never brushes, letting it flow freely over her shoulders or spill around her strange face. Her eyes—large, bulging, and pale blue, as if faded from too much staring at the sky—look at the world with that detached dreaminess that frightens some and fascinates others. She doesn't wear a uniform like everyone else: her robes are always slightly too big, often decorated with pins shaped like strange creatures and straps she sews on herself, heedless of the slanted seams, and around her neck she almost always wears a necklace of Butterbeer caps or a glass pendant that, she claims, contains the smile of a terry-cloth chopper. Her face seems pale almost to the point of transparency, and her smile is slow and absent, as if she sees something over the shoulder of her interlocutor that is inaccessible to others.

Luna's personality at seventeen is a surprising blend of childish naivety and a strange, almost wise insight. She takes ridicule with such calm that her offenders feel uneasy—not because she can't hear, but because the words pass through her as if through a fog. Deep down, Luna is incredibly brave, but her courage doesn't shout: she'll say what others are afraid to utter, smile in the middle of battle, and call an enemy "cute," because she sees the world not in black and white, but in shades of gray. Her loyalty to her friends is absolute, and she demands nothing in return—she simply does what she believes is right, and her sense of justice is sharper than any law. She's become a little more rooted in reality, but she still believes in idiots, pimply pinkies, and laughing butterflies with the same passion with which others believe in tomorrow.

Luna's habits are almost ephemeral: she constantly fidgets with a bottle hanging around her neck, as if listening to something inside, and often talks to herself in a quiet, singsong voice, moving her fingers in the air.

Ginny Weasley is seventeen, and age has transformed her dramatically: from a shy girl with red pigtails, she has grown into a young woman with a vibrant, almost fiery mane of long hair, which she often wears in a high ponytail, revealing the graceful line of her neck. The freckles on her face have become lighter, but they still scatter across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, giving her a perky and lively appearance, and her eyes—a bright brown, slyly lit up—look at the world with that mixture of audacity and warmth that makes her simultaneously dangerous and alluring. She has become slimmer and more lithe, almost like a cat, and every movement she makes—from a quick step to a sharp swing of her broom—exudes the confidence she gained after the horror she experienced with Tom Riddle's diary. Now she doesn't avert her gaze, but meets it directly, with a slight mockery, and there is a strength in her posture that was previously absent.

By the age of seventeen, Ginny's character had evolved from timid to bold and unyielding. She remains kind and loyal, but has learned to defend herself—with a sharp tongue and wand, not yielding to either her brothers or her enemies. She has ceased to be afraid of being noticed and now freely jokes, argues, and even teases Harry, though deep down she still harbors a childhood crush, which she has cultivated into a mature, calm affection. She has become an equal with her brothers, especially Ron, with whom she can quarrel until she's hoarse and then make up immediately, exchanging snide remarks. She has acquired that Weasley-like courage that allows her to laugh in the face of danger and not back down from fear—this experience has hardened her, making her stronger than many of her peers.

Ginny's habits betray her lively and impetuous nature: she constantly fidgets with something in her hands—her wand, a lock of hair, or the hem of her robes—especially when angry or lost in thought. She often bites her lip, holding back a laugh or a harsh remark, and has a habit of rolling her eyes when she hears something ridiculous, which infuriates Ron.

Seventeen years old. Draco Malfoy looks like a true aristocrat among the Slytherins—tall, pale-skinned, with sharp features and perfectly slicked-back platinum hair, which he brushes back from his forehead with his usual arrogance, even when he's flustered. His gray eyes, always slightly narrowed, gaze at the world with cold amusement, but a new spark has appeared in them—an anxiety he carefully hides behind a mask of disdain. He wears his clothes impeccably, his robes fit perfectly, and thin silver cuffs bearing the Malfoy crest flash on his cuffs, which he adjusts with a nervous flick of his fingers when he feels like someone is staring at him too hard. It's noticeable that he's grown taller than most of his classmates and has broadened his shoulders, but his movements remain smooth, almost feline—he's accustomed to moving silently, as if always ready to disappear into the shadows.
By the age of seventeen, Draco's character hasn't softened, but it has acquired a depth it didn't have before. He's still as sarcastic and arrogant as ever, never missing a chance to rib Harry or Ron, but his taunts are no longer thoughtless—he weighs every word, acutely aware that his position in the school and the world is now more precarious than ever. He mentions his father less often, knowing that Lucius is in disfavor with the Dark Lord, and this guilt and fear gnaws at him, forcing him to cling to his old beliefs with the desperation of a drowning man. He's become more withdrawn, avoiding the boisterous company of the Slytherin common room, though he continues to play the role of the carefree heir to Potter and his company—but, upon closer inspection, his eyes no longer hold the same confidence.
Draco's habits betray his tension: he constantly adjusts his cuffs and sleeves, even when they fit perfectly, and when talking, he frequently touches his wand with his fingertips, as if checking to make sure it's still in place. He lingers in front of the mirror a little too long, studying his reflection with a strange mixture of self-admiration and anxiety, and at night, he can often be found in the library.

Hermione Granger is seventeen, and age has softened her former angular seriousness, transforming her into a young woman with a sharp, almost predatory mind, now hidden behind a reserved exterior. She's no longer the nerdy, perpetually tousled girl—her thick chestnut mane is still unruly, but she now wears it loose or gathers it into a neat, slightly careless bun at the nape of her neck, from which strands are constantly escaping when she's deep in thought. Her eyes—dark brown, penetrating, and slightly bulging—have lost their former fearful wariness and look with firm confidence, though in moments of nervousness she still bites her lip, leaving a barely noticeable mark. She herself has become taller and slimmer, but she retains the habit of slouching over books, which is why her shoulders are always slightly bent, and her long fingers, constantly turning over the pages or fiddling with the hem of her robe, betray an inner tension that she rarely shows.

By the age of seventeen, Hermione's character had deepened and become more complex: she remains insufferably intelligent, logical, and meticulous, but she's learned to temper her peremptory nature, understanding that not all truths are found in books. Her sense of justice has grown into an obsession—she's willing to tear down foundations for the sake of a just cause (as with the house elves), but she does so with cold calculation rather than youthful fervor. She rarely shows emotion, but when it comes to her friends, her defense becomes fierce and unwavering, and her arguments with Ron no longer seem like childish squabbles but rather like a clash of personalities, where she's sometimes the first to make peace, hiding her resentment behind a barb. She learned to accept other people's wrongdoing without the desire to immediately fix the world, but in her heart she remained the same girl who was afraid of failing an exam - only now her fear is more global: she is afraid of not having time to save those she loves.
Her habits have become almost ritualistic: she constantly makes notes in the margins of books in a thin, sharp handwriting.

Seventeen years old. Age has transformed him from a gangly, gangly teenager into a tall, broad-shouldered young man, though the awkwardness of his movements remains—his long arms and legs still seem alien, especially when he's nervous or embarrassed. His red hair has darkened, almost copper, and still curls unruly, but he now tries to smooth it back with the palm of his hand, imitating his older brothers, though it's of little use. The freckles that pepper his nose and cheekbones have faded with age, but still stand out brightly in the sun, and his blue eyes, perpetually wary, radiate the same good-natured alertness they had as a child. He's noticeably taller than Harry, but he slouches, a habit of hiding his height, and his clothes, often borrowed, hang loosely on him, emphasizing a thinness that even the fortified meals in the Hogwarts kitchens can't hide.

Ron's character has strengthened by the age of seventeen, but he hasn't lost his main vulnerability—an inferiority complex in the face of his successful brothers and Harry. He's still jealous when his achievements go unnoticed and can flare up, but he's learned to cool down more quickly and admit his mistakes, especially after painful fights with Hermione. Loyalty to his friends is in his blood: he follows Harry into the thick of things, even when every muscle screams with fear, and has proven time and again that his courage is quiet, without posturing, but as reliable as the good old sword of Gryffindor. He's learned to read people better and stopped taking everything at face value, and his dark humor has become even sharper, helping to defuse tension in the darkest moments.

His habits remain almost childish: he's constantly chewing on something—be it licorice sticks, chocolate frogs, or just an apple when he's nervous; he often rubs his freckled nose or fidgets with the cuff of his sweater when talking, especially if he has something embarrassing to confess. He likes to sleep until noon.

Seventeen years old. He's still short for his age, but his shoulders have broadened, and the angular leanness of adolescence has given way to a wiry strength, honed by years of training on the Quidditch pitch and constant brushes with the Dark Arts. He still has the same unruly black hair, perpetually sticking up in every direction, as if he'd just gotten off a broom, and his mother's piercing green eyes, framed by round glasses that he constantly adjusts with his index finger—a gesture that has become almost a nervous tic. The scar on his forehead, thin and pale, is barely noticeable in normal light, but flares with a sharp pain when danger approaches.
By the age of seventeen, Harry's character had deepened and become more complex. He remains passionate, quick-tempered, and driven by his heart, which has saved his friends more than once and placed him at the center of deadly adventures. However, he now possesses more restraint and bitter experience: he doesn't rush into battle without considering the consequences, and he has learned not to trust first impressions. His loyalty to his friends remains absolute, but he has become more tolerant of others' weaknesses, less likely to explode at Snape's taunts, and regards Trelawney's prophecies with grim irony. There's a weariness about him that's uncharacteristic of youth—he already knows the price of loss and prefers to remain silent about his fears, only occasionally sharing them with Ron and Hermione.
His habits remain the same: he constantly runs his hand through his hair when he's lost in thought, and he frowns when studying the Marauder's Map—he now uses it not only for late-night forays but also to study the movements of professors and suspicious figures. He still prefers to sleep during the day, especially after a tough Defense lesson, and at night he's often plagued by nightmares that make him wake up in a cold sweat, clutching his scar.
His hobbies have shifted towards more serious pursuits: Quidditch is no longer just a game for him, but a strategic training session; he analyzes team tactics.