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Weird. Why did Sparrow feel the need to sit so far away ? By the looks of it, they looked like they were having fun. Ammy did have a nice social touch. He returned his attention to the girls before him. Olli and Ginelle. Nathaniel wasn't the best at initiating a conversation. "So, what you girls were talking about before ?"

Amelia Frances Joan

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Amelia grinned, secretly glad she found them interesting, "Maybe some day I can take you out. I have my license; but its only for small planes, there's no way I'm flying a 747." Then she cocked her head curious, "How do you travel anywhere? I mean, witches in general; how do you travel to foreign countries? Do you always have to side-apparate? Brooms can't travel that far can they?" Amelia nodded, understanding taking a lot of classes. "There are so many opportunities! I figure; I can see which ones I like, and next year just take those, but this year, it's hard to decide. I was planning on waiting until next year to take flying classes, since it was closed, I figured it would stay closed. I don't know how well I'd do on the contests, But it does sound nice. You should talk to the Headmistress about signing up for another; usually as long as you do it one at a time she won't mind." Amelia surprised herself how easily she mentioned Sing. There was no infliction in her voice, giving away her true disgust at the Headmistress's previous behavior and reaction. It wasn't that she no longer felt it, she merely knew not to show it while she was here. For all she knew that could get her kicked out of here too.

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First Year Ravenclaw

'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;'

'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;'

Gryffindor Prefect
Sparrow----Gryffindor ----3rdyear
Gryffinclaw Quidditch Captain
And Seeker

Sparrow listenened intently. She couldn't wait to get to the library and read up about airplanes. "Sounds interesting." She said. She continued on with Ammy's next question saying, "Portkeys are objects that are enchanted to bring somebody to anywhere in the world by touching it. Most the time portkeys are everyday objects so that muggles don't get intrigued and touch them by accident. Can be an old boot or some random garbage. You can transport numerous people at a time as long as everybody is touching the portkey. You can also set them to travel to a place at a specific time. They are quite interesting. I have only used them two or three times." One of those times hadn't been a very happy event and the other was when her family went to a quidditch world cup together.

Thinking about divination Sparrow said, "I think I've already had three teachers for the subject. The newest one seems to have disappeared already! I found her quite odd. I'm not really sure about divination it all seems like a waste of time to be and a bunch of mumbo jumbo." She found it to be a waste of her precious class time and she had made up her mind just then. She was going to ask to drop Divination.

When Ammy mentioned Professor Reynolds maybe not liking her she found that odd. She wondered what Ammy could have done that would make him dislike her. "Well I'm not sure why he would dislike you but I guess it is possible there are a couple people he dislikes. Defense against the Dark Arts is really an important class to take I think. If it is interfering with your learning experience though I would talk to the Headmistress. Education is the most important thing right now." That was what she thought, but you also had to have a balance so you didn't get stressed out. She hoped she was giving good advice.


((Hehe I think I'd suck at teaching biggrin ))

(Heheh ! I'm now alive and teaching. Mostly, don't feel too bad because some classes are dead T-T At least you're free from assignments. After you've read this; you can continue your discussions. Just remember to do your homework and advise me if you're doing the oral presentation.)

Desiree snapped from her thinking. She spent too much time staring into space these days. Especially sitting on this chest but she guessed all the students currently in class knew about its contents. She stood up. What was she talking about ? She actually stepped out of the class for a moment. Leaving everyone without proper surveillance... Good thing she had faith in her students. Desiree felt lucky since she never crossed a troublemaker's path. She stepped in, letting her presence known. Everyone turned their heads towards her while she walked back to the chest.

"Hello class ! Sorry for my short absence and I don't want to spoil too much of your precious time chatting amongst yourselves. I don't mind between lessons but it's time to listen." Desiree bent down and started opening the latches. One of them even broke of rust. "Now, rumors have gotten through the halls and of course this chest just confirms it. We'll be learning about Quidditch until the end of the term. I guess I never was much of a planner when teaching." she forced a short laugh. "So, if class doesn't mind this sudden change of subject..." She'd just finished untangling everything and opened the chest in creak. Just as suspected, the chest contained very old looking balls. The Bludgers didn't even move. Desiree wasn't a fan of controlling those nasty iron blooders. "Now you may have noticed that the Bludgers aren't trying to knock yourself out to the next classroom. These are in fact balls that I've managed to get casted but aren't bewitched. Since this is purely for educational purposes, spellbound balls weren't needed and frankly, I like it that way."

She took out her wand, murmuring Wingardium Leviosa for herself. Three balls elevated into the air and floated next to her. A Quaffle, a Bludger and a Golden Snitch. "For students who doesn't own a copy of Quidditch Through The Ages by Kennilworthy Whisp; don't worry as I'll write everything on the board. The following balls have different uses. We will cover them soon so be sure to read up ! I know we have Quidditch players here, so don't spoil too much fun. Also, some lessons might appear in your Flying class so I won't fully cover the brooms section since I'll need your teacher's permission to go further. Just remember that wizards made their own broom and they were certainly very uncomfortable." Moving her wand, the balls returned to the chest. It looked like it contained much more than just balls. The students would have to find out later.

"Quidditch didn't start out as it is. Its ancestor was a game called Queerditch Marsh." she had troubles pronouncing the word. "Starting during the eleventh century, it was Gertie Keddle who recorded in her diary about wizards playing a game on broomsticks. The goal was to kick the ball in a tree.

As you can see, it wasn't much of a Quaffle. In those times, rocks were used instead of Bludgers. They were bewitched to fly around the field." she grimaced at the idea of heavy objects zooming around in the air. "It wasn't until a century later, when a man named Goodwin Keen wrote to his cousin about a game of Kwidditch." She wrote on the blackboard this new variation of the name. "In the letter, we've discovered an ancient term for Chaser which was Catcher and Blooder for Bludgers. The trees have been replaced by barrels on stilts by still no Snitch." She finished by copying a passage of the letter on the board.



"And now for the first assignment since a long time ! Now knowing about the conditions of Queerditch Marsh and about medieval brooms, I'd like you to write a small parchment of a fictional story of you playing a match of Queerditch ! You may use your imagination but remember this;

- Quaffles were round leather balls with either a strap or holes.
- Bludgers were bewitched heavy rocks to fly around the field. Clubs were used instead of a bat.
- The goals are barrels on stilts.
- Brooms were highly rustic.
- Fields were open-aired spaces with no spells to keep the balls in a delimited area.

There are no limitations on words, just have a good story. You may choose to submit it in for of a parchment sent by owl, give it to me in class or even stand up to the class and do an oral presentation. That last option can net you extra-credit but that means that the whole class must ask questions or interact with you as if you've truly lived in the twelfth century. Please finish the assignment before next Monday, April 4th !"



(Since QTTA is a copyrighted book; I'll try to paraphrase but some parts of the lesson will have to be copy-pasted x3 Check out the wikis too !)