Nora having begun the first transformation of the 'Demonic Witchgod Transformations' now faced a bigger problem. The change in her appearance. Due to both the initial tests to enroll and the introduction class, many people had seen her appearance, but now with her significantly paled skin and crimson hair, someone would easily notice the oddity of the situation. Her classmates were one problem but the eyes of Headmaster Thurmond were specifically keen on her during the enrollment tests. Nora easily felt from her past experiences that this old man wasn't the kind of man to keep to his own.
Nora now needed to hide the appearance change. Nora had two options, either to hide her transformation through a demonic array or through an illusion array. She didn't know which would be the safer option. She didn't have enough information on the world and it's people to know which would be the safer bet. With this uncertainty, she decided that she would use the demonic array since she had always wanted to attempt one.
There was one reason for Nora having never attempted a demonic array before. One needed to use the truly willing blood of a demonic being. Although in her life as the 'First Paragon' she had met many Demons, they were always exceptionally willful and proud. Unwilling to lend their blood to the curious 'First Paragon'.
Nora bit into her finger, drawing blood. Unlike her previous blood, a slight hue of purple now filled the blood. Pulling up her uniform she inscribed a blood drawn array. Unlike her previous array, this one had a single archaic language. One of the oldest languages she had ever learned, a tongue that predated the very history of her original world. The archaic tongue of ancient demons. Over the countless years that Nora had lived through as the 'First Paragon' she had only ever found a few records of it. Only when she defeated the Demon Sovereign and scoured his hoard of treasure did she finally find enough records of the language to decipher the tongue and learn it.
Although the demonic array was several thousand times simpler than the array inscribed under Nora's bed, it held a far more mystifying vibe. It felt like something that truly shouldn't have existed in this world.
With the completion of the demonic array, Nora felt a portion of herself become sealed under its power. Her skin regained its previous hue while her hair followed suit and slowly reverted.
Nora resumed cultivation but instead of cultivating 'Demonic Witchgod Transformations', she returned to 'Dragon Kings Incarnation'. The far more traditional cultivation progressed smoothly until Nora was interrupted by a knock on the dorm door. Nora being the last person in the dorm quietly disabled the array under her bed and answered the door.
In the doorway stood a senior student with an incredible stack of envelopes. Before Nora could even greet the senior student, they handed Nora six envelopes all with individual names ornately written in fine ink. Just as suddenly as the senior student handed the envelopes to Nora, they had already mad their way down the hall to the next dorm. Leaving Nora all alone in the doorway.
Nora seriously confused, closed the door and headed back inside the dorm. Curious, Nora opened her envelope and found that it held her class list.
[Block: Class Room Number]
1-1: General History 1441
1-2: Basics of Magic Theory 1001
1-3: Pre-Initiate Fire Class 2312
1-4: Defence Against the Dark Arts 1084
2-1: Physical Conditioning O.C
2-2: Language Studies 1142
2-3: Pre-Initiate Fire Class 2312
2-4: Defence Against the Dark Arts 1084
Nora quickly memorized the classes and room numbers before she heard another knock on the door. Nora believing it to be the senior student quickly answered the door, slightly angry at how she had been rudely treated earlier. Except that instead of the senior student, a young boy stood in the hall.
Percy in his hand held his own class list. "Nora, can I see your class list! Do we share any classes?!?" the excited nature of Percy couldn't help but create a happy smile across Nora's face.
Nora's mood having significantly improved due to Percy's request, she responded, "Gimmie a second, I left it on my bed". Nora promptly closed the door, ran towards her class list, and brought it back to Percy.
Percy stood there in the hall with anticipation, his excitement unwavering. Nora's return only brought more excitement to the young boy. His eyes scanned both, his and Nora's class lists and after his careful inspection shouted, "We share history, fire class, and datda!"
Nora couldn't help but wonder, 'What's datda?'. She repeated her thought out loud to Percy.
"Datda = Defence Against the Dark Arts"
Nora hearing Percy's abbreviation, in an instinctive response, facepalmed.