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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 12:35 pm
Amelia Frances Joan
Amelia, was shocked. How did she not manage to blend in? Swallowing nervously she started to speak before sharping being instructed to stand. She jerked at the shrill voice, standing quickly, making more noise than possible. Still, her pride kept her gaze level with the teacher's while she felt the color flush her cheeks. "You have to feel it...um...to want it." She searched for the proper way to say it, "To focus on the spell and whatever you're targeting." She remained standing until the lady spoke again.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 12:37 pm
Cerise would take it, "Concentration and focus," she summarized the girl's babbling for the rest of the class. "And the last is...?" She let her question linger to another person to answer.
((If you don't think it's fair for Amelia to answer questions, tell me now. I won't have her participate, just do the work. And be a good partner when needed. I just didn't want you guys to think she was having it easy either by not participating. Maybe I'll make a poll? But this three posts in a row seems a little much. If I keep her, I'll figure out a way to combine their posts without it looking weird. (Probably just take the Ravenclaw emblem out if no one else minds.)))
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 6:12 pm
((I suggest make their posts entirely different and combine them into one.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 7:03 pm
Lena
Lena walked into Charms classroom and the first thing she saw was the new Professor getting punched in the face by the seventh year Slytherin, Aludra. She gasped, shocked, and walked uncertainly to a desk at the back of the classroom. Isn’t that the girl who just had twins? She wondered. She looked at the Professor and noticed she had a bloody nose but seemed alright, and glanced around the classroom which had a few changes from before. She noticed a note on the board, their first assignment, and went to work at once, finishing up rather quickly as it was a simple task. As she did so she observed the conversations going on in class, wishing to know what the new Professor’s name was and what she was like. She quickly realised she was from Beauxbaton, and her attitude was, well, different from other teachers.. She hesitantly walked to the front of the classroom, to the place where the teacher was standing. Hello, Professor. I’m Lena, a fourth year Gryffindor. Here’s my fact about me. She handed her the piece of parchment.
I’m Lena. The interesting fact about me will be my opinion on charms: I think charms is very important in life, it helps you in so many ways. From a simple levitating charm to a complex shield charm. They help me so much in my life and can save lives in life threatening situations as they have done many times in wizarding history.
Before turning to go back to her desk, she asked. Are you alright? She didn’t know why she had asked, and she feared the teacher might yell back at her.
Fourth Year Gryffindor
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 4:49 am
((Okay, I agree with the combining them for sure. Do you guys think the different colors will be enough to distinguish them, or would you prefer Cerise’s purple to be something else? It makes little difference to me, I just didn’t want it to have a connection to any of the houses. Or are you saying just make them black in one post together, Azula and have it read properly so that it makes sense? ))
Once more, the Professor’s lip curled, ignoring the inquiry. Must she constantly repeat herself? With a tone that showed she was possibly enjoying this she snapped, ”If you had the decency to come on time, you would have heard; A fact I don’t already know.” Angry at everything by this point, she merely ripped the paper in half. Of course she knew Charms was important. That’s why she taught Charms! It was the most important subject available. It could defend you, help you, entertain you. Its versatility was its strength.
Almost belatedly though, as she was secretly pleased someone actually agreed with her, she added ”Minus five for Gryffindor.” she didn’t particularly care, but she felt she had to at least be fair to everyone. If she removed five points from Slytherin for that disgusting creature, then she’d do the same for this obviously intelligent girl. She just didn’t have her ears together. That was all. ”And perhaps you can answer our last question? If I’m going to cast a spell, I have the proper pronunciation, my wand, focus and concentration and what else do I need?” Truly it was this one that oddly had come last that she wanted to emphasize the most. Without it, many students couldn’t perform a spell, or at least regularly. Especially something direct like the levitation spell. It truly was an obvious answer, possibly too much so, for the students. But she had faith mostly in her new students; someone would eventually get it if she ‘pointed’ at it enough. She even swished her wand a couple of times as a hint.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 6:19 am
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' Ginelle Ginny Alaine DeLuccia . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginelle scurried into the class. She wasn't... late so to speak, because she had just signed up for the class. But, she wasn't there when the other students started. She had just heard the teacher say a fact I don't already know. Ginelle assumed at that point that they were introducing themselves, and Ginelle nodded to herself, to know exactly what she was going to say. There was alot about herself that nobody knew. Ginelle came in and took a seat right behind Amelia. She smiled to her, although Amelia seemed to be... lost in the lesson. Ginelle pulled out a piece of parchment and began to write out what she was going to say about herself. She knew that she would be say something simple; but something others wouldn't know about her. What would she say? She decided to wait until the professor called on her to say something, that way, she wasn't disrupting the class, and she could easily stand and say something about herself.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 7:58 am
L ῑ ʆ У Ⓢc ⋀ ℝ ℓ ℇ t RaѵєȠɰѺoʠ ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════╗"Well!" Lily mumbled to herself, seeing the teacher deduct more points. "Great first day." She petted the cat, stroking her fingers throughout it's back ,belly, and behind his ears. She smiled. ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 8:35 am
Meiko sat down quietly after saying her answer and listened to the class discussion as she took a few notes.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 9:06 am
Lena
Lena froze in shock as the teacher ripped her piece of parchment apart. Oh, so you knew MY opinion on charms, did you? You can read minds or something? She said angrily, now fully understand why Aludra had punched the teacher and feeling glad she had. This teacher clearly deserved a good punch, even a second. Taking control over her sudden wave of fury and wishing not to start a fight or anything, Lena turned and walked back to her seat, trying to figure out the answer to the teacher’s question, which she had pretended to ignore. Anger prevented her from thinking clearly, but when the professor had waved her wand, the answer had suddenly came to her mind. Before she sat down she answered. The wand movement perhaps? She mumbled through gritted teeth. You can’t cast a spell if you have the wrong wand movement..
Fourth Year Gryffindor
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:40 am
Blaine watched in shock as the professor ripped Lena's paper in half. She was also annoyed that she had taken points off Gryffindor. Why couldn't she have just let Lena go with a scolding? It wasn't that big of a deal, Blaine thought to herself. She continued scribbling on her piece of parchment as the class went on.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 2:45 pm
((Oh my the last one probably drove you guys nuts. I'm sorry. Black they shall be from now on.))
”Exactly.” She said; with a sigh, Professor Benoit, glanced up as if seeing an invisible clock, and nodded. With a sturdy swish and flick, a pile of papers rose from her desk, one landing on each student’s desk. The rest made a neat pile at the back of the room. Her voice brisk, as if she wanted to leave the class as much as everyone else, she explain, ”Read this article. I want your opinion on it. On the back,” she announced as the papers flipped over, “Is a list of questions that might help with your response. Please try to include them in your few paragraphs.”- What do you think of the bond between a wand and its owner? Is it true? What do you believe causes it? -What are your wand’s dimensions? (wood type, length, core) -Does your wand wood correspond with your birth wood? -What are the properties of your birth wood? Do they follow your personality? -What are the properties of your wand wood? Do they follow your personality? -Have you found your favorite class to follow your wand wood? -Does your wand match your physical appearance? -List three possible cores for wands.Assuming they had enough time to read through them, Cerise turned, continuing to talk, “Those who have wands that are not a part of the Druid calendar, worry not, I have more information for you.” This time she pulled a piece of parchment off her desk herself, reading it carefully. “Harmony, our little angel” she accentuated the word, playing both on her behavior as well as her future goal, “I believe yours is Blackthorn?” She did not wait for an answer, merely flicked papers towards the girl in the back, “This and this should help you.” Glancing back down at her paper, she addressed Meiko without looking at her, ”And our wanderer, Meiko? You have Hornbeam?” She managed to keep the surprise out of her voice as she too was given a paper. ”This might help.” Not passing them out, she took up three books, placing them on an empty front desk, ”To those having difficulty, any of these texts should help. You may also use Meiko’s article if she allows you.” With an elongated sigh, she added before ending the class, ”If you need help, I will always be here. I believe you learned to send messages in Transfiguration? If not, find someone who can, and send me a message (PM) or come here for help.” Nodding as if to tell herself everything was complete, with authority she spoke, ”For those who wish to join my class, tell them to meet me here, or give them the homework. Class dismissed. I will see you Monday.” She turned around to take a seat at her desk.
((Lily, since you didn’t specify your wand wood, I’ll just let you pick now, if that’s okay with you? The general texts might help, or you can see how accurately you guess, picking one.))
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 7:59 pm
((I have fixed it. Random type. My house is surrounded by oak trees. I shall READ!))
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 8:06 pm
Liviana swallowed. This class was by far the most violent and scary that she had ever been in, including DADA. She had avoided being called on for today's lesson, but how long would that last?
Taking her homework assignment, she already began formulating ways to begin her introductory paragragh. Liviana wanted no reason for Benoit to hate her. She packed up her belongings and left the classroom.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 9:08 am
Meiko stood up as she placed the paper, and her other stuff in her bag. She sighed as she thought. "Wanderer?" Meiko turned to Amelia before leaving the room. "Later, Ammy~"
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 9:24 am
Always lived my life, up to it's fullest. I've never had the chance to look back Just being myself, just being me, not trying to be what I lack. Caiden Alexander Fourth year Gryffindor Caiden came strutting into the classroom, very aware of the surrounding students. The teacher seemed to be explaining about an assignment, and he was actually prepared to do it. But, since he didn't have the paper infront of him, he came into the classroom and took a seat. With a raise of his hand and a little line in his American accent, he asked "Do you think I could have one of those, Ma'am?" He put his hand down, hoping he wouldn't get yelled at for interupting anything. He was very interested in the relationship between wand and user, because his wand did certainly pick him. His wand was Holly, and he was born towards the end of July. It was an interesting match, because the wand itself lit up in his hand when he picked it. This should be an easy assignment for him.
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