COMC Meet and Greet
((I'm running a bit behind, so the lecture will be up tomorrow. If your characters would be interested in getting a pet tribble, please have them show up before the first lecture. Pets will be given out at the end of class.))
Care of Magical Creatures was traditionally held outside, but heavy rains for the last two weeks had made the school grounds one gigantic mud pit. The barn wasn't an option either, as Fenrir had left a parting gift of twelve flesh-eating pegasi that Grant hadn't been able to unload. Whomever Fenrir had gotten them from, they certainly didn't want them back. That left one of the deserted classrooms.
It had taken Grant and Oz forty-five minutes and a variety of levitation spells to get a large hutch into the back corner of the room. The room itself hadn't been used in years, and a thick layer of grime had collected in the corners and edges of the furniture. Two of the student's chairs had broken backs, and the desk at the front of the room hissed when the third drawer on the left was opened. For some reason, despite the dirt and stale air, the room smelled like orange blossoms.
A few quick cleaning spells had tidied the classroom up enough so that the students could sit at the tables without fear. Grant started to draw a few diagrams on the board in the front of the room and waited for students to come in. Oz stood in the back of the room, leaning against the wall with crossed arms. Although he was paying attention, he didn't look it, but seemed to be staring off in thought.
Care of Magical Creatures was traditionally held outside, but heavy rains for the last two weeks had made the school grounds one gigantic mud pit. The barn wasn't an option either, as Fenrir had left a parting gift of twelve flesh-eating pegasi that Grant hadn't been able to unload. Whomever Fenrir had gotten them from, they certainly didn't want them back. That left one of the deserted classrooms.
It had taken Grant and Oz forty-five minutes and a variety of levitation spells to get a large hutch into the back corner of the room. The room itself hadn't been used in years, and a thick layer of grime had collected in the corners and edges of the furniture. Two of the student's chairs had broken backs, and the desk at the front of the room hissed when the third drawer on the left was opened. For some reason, despite the dirt and stale air, the room smelled like orange blossoms.
A few quick cleaning spells had tidied the classroom up enough so that the students could sit at the tables without fear. Grant started to draw a few diagrams on the board in the front of the room and waited for students to come in. Oz stood in the back of the room, leaning against the wall with crossed arms. Although he was paying attention, he didn't look it, but seemed to be staring off in thought.