First years were always an... Abel wouldn’t say ‘interesting’ but definitely not a boring class to teach. Just yet. At least not the first class when he got to see all those chubby, baby faces, some of which had probably never heard of real witches and wizards until that summer. It was a shame that in around a year’s time they would probably grow up to be corrupted by the senior students and turn weird. But, it was not time to ponder that issue since class was to begin. Now.
“Welcome to your first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. To start us off, does anyone know what this course is about?”
First thing after breakfast on Thursday, Niamh hurried to the DADA classroom and found a seat in the middle of the classroom, instead of taking a seat towards the front as she usually did in school. This was one class she was not looking forward to. She'd only heard bits and pieces about the Dark Arts and about Defense, but that had been enough to convince her that she wasn't going to like it.
Niamh watched the professor standing in the front of the room, surveying the class. He looked rather intimidating to her and she suddenly felt very nervous. When he spoke, Niamh sank down in her chair. She hoped he wouldn't see her or call on her. She didn't know the answer, and to be perfectly honest, she didn't want to know, either.
Abel had a slight inclination to seeing people squirm and children were no exception to that rule. Especially not when he had a bunch of fresh faced, wide-eyed students either looking at him with dread or terror. And all this over a simply question.
When no one volunteered to answer, Abel decided to pick one out himself. He scanned the room for someone who looked most fun to pick on and settled for a small, blond little girl who currently looked like she was trying to melt into her seat. He pointed at her, "Your name, miss? And what do you suppose this course will revolve around?"
Niamh flinched and then felt her face begin to turn red for the millionth time since she'd arrived at Hogwarts. She remained very still and took a deep breath before trying to answer. He was definitely intimidating and she had to consciously stop herself from shaking.
"I... er... Niamh Gannon, sir," she stuttered out, keeping her eyes focused on the desk in front of her. What the class was about? Well, she thought, I'll just reword the name for an answer. "And, um, well, I guess it has something to do with de-defending against, uh, evil... and um, dar-- er, bad magic, maybe? Uh, Professor, sir." She flinched again and, keeping her eyes closed, waited for the worst.
Class roll: Fionnabhair McFinn, Benjamin Auster, Jacinda Mannix
[ooc; Refer to this thread.]The door to the classroom was closed and Abel leaned against it, waiting for the rest of his class to show up for instructions before opening the door for them
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Re: Second Years.jacimannixMarch 18 2006, 06:59:34 UTC
Jaci arrived to class just a few minutes early, but she was out of breath. Only her wand was in hand, which meant she remembered the instructions from last week. She looked a little nervous, but she was doing the best she could to calm her nerves before class actually began.
After a couple of seconds worth of deep breaths, she dared to give the professor a little smile. "Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted him softly. She didn't wait for him to respond, however, before her eyes closed agan and she began practicing the wand motion and incantations of the spells she would need once inside.
((OOC: Ben promises to be active this coming week, and we will hopefully have a new 2nd year Puff in our class as well, she's just waiting to be approved!))
Re: Second Years.your_dada_profMarch 18 2006, 23:18:19 UTC
A small, almost smile flickered over his face before he answered, "Good afternoon, Miss. Mannix." She was the only one from the class to owl him with questions and quite honestly, he had a few expectations placed over her head already. She seemed to have potential, and since it was only the beginning of her second year there would be plenty of time to cultivate it.
She was the first one to arrive as well. He would wait until the others showed up as well before he opened the door, less one escaped prematurely.
[ooc; That's awesome! Keri's right? We may have a full class for once. XD Actually, I just realised, let's drag Fi into this RH thread as well. Since she's the only one in the GS block. Miss McFinn! You're in here as well! *hopes you see it*]
Re: Second Years.jacimannixMarch 19 2006, 02:17:05 UTC
Jaci checked her watch, looked down the hall for her classmates, and took a deep breath. It seemed as though she was going to have to wait for everyone else to show before being allowed to beging the task, so she found a clean spot of the floor and tried to make herself comfortable.
"Lumos Ledel," she whispered softly, moving her wand and causing a small light to appear at the end. "Nox." The light went out. "Lumos Ledel," she whispered again, a bit louder, causing the light to be quite a bit brighter than the first time. "Nox."
[OOC: Right, Keri's character, Bea.
Eek! Fi! She might let all of the Hinkypunks out into the rest of the school. :P
I'm fine with us just waiting here (or after your next pose, whichever) until others show up, if you prefer.]
[ooc; All students merge into the same classroom for this lesson. Somehow.]
The classroom had been shielding shut. Both magically and physically as not only were the doors and windows locked closed but also a binding seal had been placed on them as well. In fact every little rat hole had been shut up as well, curtsey of the House Elves of course. Abel wasn’t one for crawling on the ground looking for cracks and crannies. It was quite obvious from last week’s lecture what this lesson would be about. Though he did notice quite a disturbance between a certain two girls, it wouldn’t be his fault if they messed up.
Re: Third years.esrielleMarch 18 2006, 18:15:23 UTC
Esrielle leaned against the wall waiting for her other classmates to arrive. She had the feeling this class was going to be interesting, especially for Ophelia. No one had ever gotten under her skin like that girl and how she treated other people and animals. It was going to get her in serious trouble one day, of that she was certain.
Re: Third years.opheliaballardMarch 18 2006, 18:33:33 UTC
"Hello Essy dearest. Don't you look lovely this morning." Ophelia said as she arrived at the classroom. "Dark Arts with all classes today, hmm? Should be... interesting."
Ophelia grinned ever so sweetly, and began fiddling with her book bag she'd actually remembered to bring.
Re: Third years.ealhughesMarch 18 2006, 19:51:31 UTC
Esrielle let out a tolerant sigh, turning toward Ophelia. "Well, thank you Ophelia. Apparenly the strain of remembering you book bag has worn on you. Are you sure you are up to class today, you don't look well at all."
Class roll: Avery Kellaway, Alysha Dark, Alexandra Harbridge
Abel had their papers from last week marked and placed into the pick-up bin at the side of his desk. The students, from habit, knew to pick them up as they entered the classroom or when they left. The answers were satisfactory; with the amount of Death Eater activity going around the country it was impossible for them not to have at least heard mention or rumors of the Unforgiveables. Quite unlike how things had been just a few years ago. They would start a new topic this class however, in case it promoted certain ideas for some students.
Re: Fourth Years.averykellawayMarch 18 2006, 06:31:22 UTC
Avery walked in and went straight to the pile of papers stacked on the professor's desk. "Good morning, professor, " she said, and sieved through the pile until she saw her name. Tentatively, she folded it and slipped it into her bag so she could look at it later. It had become a habit for her to only look at the remarks on her assignment after class so that she didn't get distracted.
Furthermore, she had a feeling that her grade wouldn't be as fantastic as she would like, knowing Faust and his new-found suspicion in her. She was just doing extra research, so what is wrong with that? That's because it's a little MORE than extra research, a voice in her head reminded her.
Sighing, she made her way to her usual seat in the second row and sat down, placing her bag on her lap.
Re: Fourth Years.your_dada_profMarch 19 2006, 22:51:03 UTC
"Good morning, Miss. Kellaway." Abel chimed in response. Their meeting earlier last week was still fresh in his mind. Enough for him to dig a little into her background anyways. Currently, he was still undecided on what he ought to think of her. He would have it all figured out by the third week though, he was sure.
"Today we start a new, and what I find, interesting topic. Voodooism." In front of his desk was a table with a bunch of clay or straw dolls, wrapped with paper seals and stuck with pins all over. Some of them were the typical hollywood stereotype while others were from shamanic cultures. A more horrible one was a human hand, with dark runes carved in and again, the pins stuck all over.
He smiled, a rare sight from the man, "Has anyone seen these before?"
Re: Fourth Years.averykellawayMarch 20 2006, 00:20:52 UTC
Setting her bag aside, Avery straightened her shoulder and looked up expectantly at the man. She hoped this week would be better than last week, and if he wanted to do anything which require using her wand, she would definitely be ready.
At the mention of voodoism, she had a feeling that this class was certainly going to be better. She had heard about a little about voodoo dools and what they mean in the Muggle culture, and she had gotten some reading done on what voodooism is in the Wizarding world. The doll with pins stuck on it looked familiar, but not the human hand. Today, however, Avery figured it would be better to just fade into the background and not draw attention to herself, so she kept quiet when Professor Faust asked the question.
Class roll: Emilia Hawthorn, Charlie Davis, Erik Cohen, Juhi Saraf, Scarlett Lycroft, Fiyero Auguste, III
The fifth year’s class last week had been a painful sight. Sure they had gotten into pairs and performed what they were asked to (and some very badly) but it wasn’t exactly at the level Abel had hoped to see for their year. And this was their O.W.L.s year too. There were a handful of students that had in his opinion, already received an E, though whether they remained at that level to the end of the year was another story. He might as well throw one of their first (of many) assignments at them now so they could prepare.
Re: Fifth Years.erikcohenMarch 18 2006, 14:38:06 UTC
Erik could not say that he was looking forward to this class in the least. Emilia had made him look like a fool the week before, and he had a feeling his luck was not going to improve. Would Juhi tell Faust about how much he had helped her? Would the professor even care about all of that? Erik was sick to his stomach just thinking about getting a poor grade. He had always worked ten times harder as a muggleborn to succeed, and he knew this was one subject he was capable of handling.
He supposed it was time to leave personal issues at the door. He was not going to let the Slytherin attitude get to him this week. He had already pledged that he would show everyone what he was capable of. He had to start using as much magic as it took, and he was ready to accept that.
Erik took a deep breath as he sat down, showing little expression on his face. 'Just get through this!' he thought to himself, and exhaled.
Re: Fifth Years.your_dada_profMarch 19 2006, 21:26:38 UTC
[ooc; *drags Charlie up here.* Let's say that post of hers is between ours.]
Attendance wasn't something Abel usually paid attention to, not unless they danced into the classroom late and loudly. However for this lecture, it would be a pain if he had to repeat himself for anyone who missed the class. His eyes scanned over the room noting a porcelain expression over one particular student and a cheery grin on another. It pleased him to see Charlie wasn't late today, that certainly reflected well on her.
"No wand work today, sorry to disappoint. I'll simply be outlining your first major assignment this year. The fact that it is group work might disappoint a few other ones of you as well."
Re: Fifth Years.erikcohenMarch 19 2006, 21:40:10 UTC
"Group work isn't a problem Professor. I'm sure it will...broaden our understanding," Erik said calmly and waited for the assignment.
He smiled at Charlie, who was in a particularly cheery mood. He wished he could be as excited, but it was hard to be when the professor seemed to have little faith in him.
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First years were always an... Abel wouldn’t say ‘interesting’ but definitely not a boring class to teach. Just yet. At least not the first class when he got to see all those chubby, baby faces, some of which had probably never heard of real witches and wizards until that summer. It was a shame that in around a year’s time they would probably grow up to be corrupted by the senior students and turn weird. But, it was not time to ponder that issue since class was to begin. Now.
“Welcome to your first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. To start us off, does anyone know what this course is about?”
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Niamh watched the professor standing in the front of the room, surveying the class. He looked rather intimidating to her and she suddenly felt very nervous. When he spoke, Niamh sank down in her chair. She hoped he wouldn't see her or call on her. She didn't know the answer, and to be perfectly honest, she didn't want to know, either.
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When no one volunteered to answer, Abel decided to pick one out himself. He scanned the room for someone who looked most fun to pick on and settled for a small, blond little girl who currently looked like she was trying to melt into her seat. He pointed at her, "Your name, miss? And what do you suppose this course will revolve around?"
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"I... er... Niamh Gannon, sir," she stuttered out, keeping her eyes focused on the desk in front of her. What the class was about? Well, she thought, I'll just reword the name for an answer. "And, um, well, I guess it has something to do with de-defending against, uh, evil... and um, dar-- er, bad magic, maybe? Uh, Professor, sir." She flinched again and, keeping her eyes closed, waited for the worst.
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[ooc; Refer to this thread.]The door to the classroom was closed and Abel leaned against it, waiting for the rest of his class to show up for instructions before opening the door for them ( ... )
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After a couple of seconds worth of deep breaths, she dared to give the professor a little smile. "Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted him softly. She didn't wait for him to respond, however, before her eyes closed agan and she began practicing the wand motion and incantations of the spells she would need once inside.
((OOC: Ben promises to be active this coming week, and we will hopefully have a new 2nd year Puff in our class as well, she's just waiting to be approved!))
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She was the first one to arrive as well. He would wait until the others showed up as well before he opened the door, less one escaped prematurely.
[ooc; That's awesome! Keri's right? We may have a full class for once. XD Actually, I just realised, let's drag Fi into this RH thread as well. Since she's the only one in the GS block. Miss McFinn! You're in here as well! *hopes you see it*]
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"Lumos Ledel," she whispered softly, moving her wand and causing a small light to appear at the end. "Nox." The light went out. "Lumos Ledel," she whispered again, a bit louder, causing the light to be quite a bit brighter than the first time. "Nox."
[OOC: Right, Keri's character, Bea.
Eek! Fi! She might let all of the Hinkypunks out into the rest of the school. :P
I'm fine with us just waiting here (or after your next pose, whichever) until others show up, if you prefer.]
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[ooc; All students merge into the same classroom for this lesson. Somehow.]
The classroom had been shielding shut. Both magically and physically as not only were the doors and windows locked closed but also a binding seal had been placed on them as well. In fact every little rat hole had been shut up as well, curtsey of the House Elves of course. Abel wasn’t one for crawling on the ground looking for cracks and crannies. It was quite obvious from last week’s lecture what this lesson would be about. Though he did notice quite a disturbance between a certain two girls, it wouldn’t be his fault if they messed up.
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Ophelia grinned ever so sweetly, and began fiddling with her book bag she'd actually remembered to bring.
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Abel had their papers from last week marked and placed into the pick-up bin at the side of his desk. The students, from habit, knew to pick them up as they entered the classroom or when they left. The answers were satisfactory; with the amount of Death Eater activity going around the country it was impossible for them not to have at least heard mention or rumors of the Unforgiveables. Quite unlike how things had been just a few years ago. They would start a new topic this class however, in case it promoted certain ideas for some students.
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Furthermore, she had a feeling that her grade wouldn't be as fantastic as she would like, knowing Faust and his new-found suspicion in her. She was just doing extra research, so what is wrong with that? That's because it's a little MORE than extra research, a voice in her head reminded her.
Sighing, she made her way to her usual seat in the second row and sat down, placing her bag on her lap.
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"Today we start a new, and what I find, interesting topic. Voodooism." In front of his desk was a table with a bunch of clay or straw dolls, wrapped with paper seals and stuck with pins all over. Some of them were the typical hollywood stereotype while others were from shamanic cultures. A more horrible one was a human hand, with dark runes carved in and again, the pins stuck all over.
He smiled, a rare sight from the man, "Has anyone seen these before?"
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At the mention of voodoism, she had a feeling that this class was certainly going to be better. She had heard about a little about voodoo dools and what they mean in the Muggle culture, and she had gotten some reading done on what voodooism is in the Wizarding world. The doll with pins stuck on it looked familiar, but not the human hand. Today, however, Avery figured it would be better to just fade into the background and not draw attention to herself, so she kept quiet when Professor Faust asked the question.
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The fifth year’s class last week had been a painful sight. Sure they had gotten into pairs and performed what they were asked to (and some very badly) but it wasn’t exactly at the level Abel had hoped to see for their year. And this was their O.W.L.s year too. There were a handful of students that had in his opinion, already received an E, though whether they remained at that level to the end of the year was another story. He might as well throw one of their first (of many) assignments at them now so they could prepare.
He would begin when they were all assembled.
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He supposed it was time to leave personal issues at the door. He was not going to let the Slytherin attitude get to him this week. He had already pledged that he would show everyone what he was capable of. He had to start using as much magic as it took, and he was ready to accept that.
Erik took a deep breath as he sat down, showing little expression on his face. 'Just get through this!' he thought to himself, and exhaled.
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Attendance wasn't something Abel usually paid attention to, not unless they danced into the classroom late and loudly. However for this lecture, it would be a pain if he had to repeat himself for anyone who missed the class. His eyes scanned over the room noting a porcelain expression over one particular student and a cheery grin on another. It pleased him to see Charlie wasn't late today, that certainly reflected well on her.
"No wand work today, sorry to disappoint. I'll simply be outlining your first major assignment this year. The fact that it is group work might disappoint a few other ones of you as well."
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He smiled at Charlie, who was in a particularly cheery mood. He wished he could be as excited, but it was hard to be when the professor seemed to have little faith in him.
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