Indeed, Mnemosyne Kaligaris was almost literally right behind her sister. What a crowded class! Mnemosyne wended her way through the loud, strange, chittering students to sit beside her sister. When she got a look at the professor, she did a double take. It was he kid she had pretended to be bum chums with a long time ago. She wondered if he still hung out in the kitchens with the house elves.
Vlad was going to class. Verra was harping on him about his grades again. But, she had said if he did well, she'd send Anya to school with him. That could be fun. He and Anya had always been good friends, and despite their separation, they remained close by owling each other on an almost daily basis.
Entering the classroom, Vlad took a seat in the back, and tried not to call attention to himself.
Post by Toby Treuleal on Aug 3, 2009 8:20:55 GMT -5
Toby was another student to whom Muggle Studies would be an easy A. Still, it would be nice to bump up his average. Toby wasn't very good at magic at all. He was relieved to see that they would be using a relatively normal, if mis-matched, classroom. He came into the room and took a seat without saying a word. He just wanted class to start.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Aug 3, 2009 13:11:00 GMT -5
Sparky was relieved when some more students came in. First there was Chika, vaguely familiar, and then Morgan, his Former Quidditch Captain and Ravenclaw Prefect. He smiled at the ivory haired girl. He had a pretty good relationship with her, he supposed. She'd bought him a firebolt. Of course, he'd had to sell his firebolt to escape from Africa, but that was just another reason to be grateful. If Morgan hadn't gotten him that, he might still be in Africa with Teagan the Second, or something.
"Hi, Morgan." He resisted the urge to say 'That's PROFESSOR COBALT TO YOU', and his lip twitched in a near-smirk.
Then, all hell broke loose. Students ran in left and right, yelling at him, yelling at other people, poking his projector, but most importantly...
Ashelle was here.
And she was trying to give him mice. He was mildly offended. Of course she was trying to bribe him. Probably wanted good grades or something. It made sense, it'd been years since that incident and she hadn't said a word to him since about it, yet she chose now to suck up to him. Now that he had some sort of power.
He sighed. What was he supposed to do with mice? He was teaching. His exasperation removed his stutter, if only for a moment.
"Rainier, please take a seat, and take your mice with you." Really, just because she was Head Girl... How'd she become Head Girl, anyway? He had been almost certain it'd be Morgan. This was breaking a five year Ravenclaw tradition. It irked him.
What everyone else had said to him was lost in the chaos that had taken his classroom, from people randomly bashing his example posters to screaming at other people about death. He figured this was what a class room was supposed to be like.
Still working on a little of the adrenaline at being indignant at Ashelle, he spoke.
"Okay, everyone. Please settle down. I.. I've got a class to teach to you?"
Post by Professor O'Conner on Aug 3, 2009 19:48:13 GMT -5
Ashelle was speechless. After all that, all her effort the boy still held a grudge? Looked like Ashelle wouldn't be learning Muggle Studies this year either.
Ashelle took the mice (she would now have to return them to Sylph, as she had no use for them) and put them on a empty desk and sat down. She shook her head, why in the world had Talon asked such a terrible boy back to teach? Holding grudges wasn't good for a teacher, bitter Teachers usually graded on a unfair curve.
Well At least she wasn't going to take this class. They'd have to get Grand Miranda down here to drag Ashelle back after this, and she knew they weren't about to do that. Thank goddess this was an elective! Ashelle now could set her schedule back on course and search out someone who could teach her Legimency and Occluomency or work on her Animangus form.
Screw Sparky and the secrets he thought he knew. Ashelle would just deny everything he decided to bring up - if he ever did.
Rioku slipped into the class, trying not to grin as all hell broke loose. The Slytherin sat about in the middle, watching some red-haired chick suck-up to the teacher with a bunch of mice. Did the teacher have some mice fettish or something? Apparently not. Rioku kept grinning, and glanced over at Vlad.
"Hey. What a circle of hell, huh?" she said quietly, glancing up and waiting for the teacher to scold her for talking.
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 4, 2009 23:36:00 GMT -5
What the hell?
Phugsius had been minding his own business trying to figure out what made this 'projector' work, and suddenly Ryo was screaming at him. Before he even got the chance to explain an EXPLOSION of people and a lycan came flying into the room blathering on and on. Then Ryo just got all cheery talking to someone else. He hadn't even paid attention long enough for a response, his attention just left!
The Slytherin prefect sat in his chair next to the projector, absolutely bewildered about everything that had just happened.
He prayed inside that Talon would stop in for this class.
"Puberty does strange things Ryo, it does strange things....." He was going to leave it at that.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Aug 6, 2009 5:53:11 GMT -5
Well, he wasn't going to get any teaching done if all he did was stutter in his students' general direction, it looked like. Let's see, what was there to do... Sparky took a breath, and slowly closed his eyes amidst the ruckus of his classroom.
One, two, three.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, taking one last breath before saying those magic words. No, not 'please' and 'thank you'. Not 'Avada Kedavra'. No, it was back to basics, it seemed. His wand-arm raised above him, eleven inch wand held tightly within it's grip.
"Silencio." A short pause, followed by "Petrificus Totalus." The sound of various stiffened, silenced bodies clattering to the floor echoed in the now completely quiet classroom. He was a Ravenclaw, after all. He could do some things right. Sparky sighed and began making his way around the class, adjusting people--aided by the occasionally temporary lightening spell, etc--and placing them in seats at random, the occasional student with a rude sign formed by their fingers or with awkwardly placed legs.
When he was finished, the classroom was in a kind-of order. Better than before, at least.
Quietly, he shuffled back to the front of his class, before clearing his throat. Being bound didn't affect the eardrum, after all, apparantly. Maybe their hearing would be a little muffled, but that'd be all.
"Wel..." He coughed. "Welcome to Mugger... Er, Muggle Studies. I am your P-professor, Sparky Cobalt. I used to be Head Boy?" Urgh. He shouldn't have made that a question, but it was automatic.
"Now..."
He glanced around the class at the various frozen-faced students.
"W-what..."
Sparky swallowed.
"What is a muggle?" He pointed his wand at Ryo, temporarily undoing the spells upon the boy.
Post by Ryoko Kanagawa on Aug 6, 2009 13:36:27 GMT -5
"Progeto!" Ryo shouted, barely having enough time to raise his wand. Was this some kind of test? What the hell was the professor doing using spells on the students? Surely there was a rule against it. As such, he was completely unprepared for the binding spell.
"Teme..." He muttered under his breath. No time for stewing in his anger though as he was asked a question. "Ahh, muggles. Like all humans they are homo sapiens. They evolved from lower mammals presumably something close to a chimp into upright walkers such as the homo erectus. Anyway, fast forwarding a few million years, muggles are just like us but they don't know about magic. As a way to make up for that they have invented something called technology. It wouldn't be fair so say we don't use it either but by muggle standards our technology is 13th century at best. They have things like electricity which is often referred to as muggle magic because of its outstanding potential. Anyway, I'm sure I digress but I wanted to explain since not all of us are muggle born."
Post by Amira Raines on Aug 6, 2009 14:16:02 GMT -5
Amira ran down the hall. I'm late. I'm late. I am so late! she thought as she rushed. The blond had never been to this class before and she got lost.
After running around the whole school she finally reached the classroom. Her blond hair was up in a pony tail. She wore her favorite white sneakers and gray jeans with a yellow t-shirt.
The hufflepuff walked in the classroom. She looked around the room. "I'm sorry I'm late. Where would you like me to sit?" she asked not wanting to tick off the professor who had already frozen the other students.DERP!
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Aug 7, 2009 19:37:50 GMT -5
Sparky raised a curious brow as, right before he'd frozen Ryo, he'd apparantly sent some sort of projection onto the ceiling. After all, the word 'progeto' meant 'Project'. Perhaps he was searching for the spell 'Protego', but as it was, there was a flickery image of a large fox covered in rainbows and diapers on the ceiling. He wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but figured it had something to do with Ryo's unbalanced mind. He wasn't the psychiatrist, like the last Muggle Studies professor, so he figured it was none of his business.
However, despite his tom-foolery, the little gay fox was right. "Correct." Though, all that evolution theory in there sort of tainted the answer. He wasn't going to nit-pick on the first day, though. He'd leave that for later in the year.
He turned as the tardy girl came in, absentmindedly flicking his wand at Ryo again, putting him under his once again under his spells. He thought for a second, deciding that because it was the first day, no punishment was needed for being late. Hell, he was late most of the time to class.
"Umm... Sit next to..." His eyes flicked from each table, then settled on Morgan, one of the only ones he actually knew. "Morgan."
His gaze still on Morgan, he flicked his wand at her, undoing his spells on her and the two other girls at her table. "Morgan, what's this class for, then? Muggle Studies?" He found it was easier to keep his stutter to a minimum talking to a specific person.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 8, 2009 8:17:24 GMT -5
Well, that was one method to keep a class quiet. Morgan had to say, she was impressed. She really didn't think Sparky had it in him. Still, Morgan didn't mind. At least it kept the classroom a still, quiet reasonable place to learn. Morgan only wished she could move to take notes. Well, you couldn't have anything, and she would write down everything she remembered when class was over.
Suddenly, someone came into class late. They were told to sit next to Morgan, but Morgan couldn't even turn her head to look at what, from her voice, sounded like a girl. Then, Sparky asked another question and Morgan was chosen to answer. She arranged herself more comfortably, and even snuck a glance at the blonde hufflepuff before speaking. Not that this took very long. Morgan was eager to answer.
"Muggle Studies exists to teach witches and wizards about muggle customs and how muggle techiwatzy things work, so that if one has to pass through the muggle world, one can do so without drawing undue attention and possibly breaking the Statute of Secrecy."
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