Originally Posted by FireboltAvis88

Alyssa entered the History of Magic classroom and looked around. Everything looked the same...except that there were two extremely old chairs at the back of classroom, each desk had a pack of colored pencils and Professor Scabior was NOT in his usual spot leaning against the classroom reading a paper.

This time he was sitting at his desk together with....Alyssa frowned....a young boy who looked too young to be in school. He looked to be enjoying himself though as he spun himself around in circles on his chair that had wheels on it. 'Wish I had one of those.' Alyssa grinned to herself.The moment the boy caught sight of Alyssa, he grinned at her, said hi to her and told her to take a seat.

'Is he a mini-me version of Professor Scabior? Only this one smiles more.' Alyssa thought to herself smiling. Walking up to the Professor, she greeted him. "Good Afternoon, Professor. It is good to be back in your class." Alyssa then turned to the boy and waved at him, before she walked over to a desk nearest to the front of the classroom and sat down.

Taking out her writing material and her textbook, Alyssa opened it and thumbed through the pages until she found the one that she was last on and proceeded to read while waiting for class to start.

Originally Posted by jujune29th

Originally Posted by snitchrose

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Ugh. History of Magic. Not something she was looking forward to, especially considering the lunch she'd just had. What kind of cruel joke was this anyway? Who stuffed a kid with food then told them to go to a BORING class? It's like someone wanted them falling alseep.

Lex dragged her feet into the room and stopped immediately.

...

There was a little boy...and too many books for this to be healthy...and the Professor...he didn't usually sit there or was it just her.

She didn't have time to make sense of all of this before the boy spoke. Awwwwwwwwwwww, he sounded so adorable! So yeah he was telling them to sit but Lex couldn't help it. She walked right up to him and staaaaared for a bit. "HAI!" Oh right and the Professor..."Hellow Professor Scabior, how was your summer?" Not that she cared particularly, she just didn't want him thinking she was rude.

Originally Posted by fish_kid

Ofim entered the classroom from the beautiful outdoors. He sighed to himself as he looked around the classroom to see it was almost empty. Ofim was pretty sure this was going to be another boring class. He was hoping that it was going to at least be better than that runes class he had to suffer through. He also hoped that there weren't going to be comic book characters mentioned in that other class.

WHO WAS THAT CHILD?

He chose to sit in a part of the room that he thought not a lot of people would be sit. He was hoping to be left alone so he could take a nice little cat nap after he had a snack. He sat down at at desk and noticed there were colored pencils sitting there. Interesting, he thought. He reached into his bag and pulled out some granola His sunglasses weren't going to leave his face for this class, that was for sure.

And now he waited for the classroom to fill up and this to be over with.

Originally Posted by Enigma

History of Magic after the lunch break was really not good. Because after a full stomach, Ira obviously couldn't concentrate enough. Not her fault if she started yawning in mid-class. Knowing it actually, granted that she shouldn't have had eaten that much. But.. blame her appetite!

She trudged up the stairs, stifling a slight yawn and made her way in. Ah! The soft breeze! Now definitely she was gonna stay sleepy the rest of the class. Going in the first thing she noticed was the boy spinning in his chair and grinning wide. And the tall stack of books.

....

Huh? Who was he? She tilted her side sideways, probably trying to find resemblance between the boy and Professor Scabior. Who was interestingly sitting behind his table.

Father & son duo? Wait, was he even married?

Whatever! She just grinned back at the boy, and greeted the professor, "Hey!" she smiled at the boy, and looking towards Professor, "Hello Professor Scabior." Saying so, and smiling at all who arrived before her, she made her way to the middle row of benches. Just 'cause she was a prefect didn't mean that she had to sit at the front, right?

Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Originally Posted by Luna_Midnight

Nerida entered History of Magic and smiled, the breeze felt wonderful...Did he usually have the windows open? She looked over to the Professor's normal spot and he wasn't there... She looked around... Professor Scabior was at his desk?? Her eyes got big thats a big stack of books...And the little boy who was spinning!

Cuteee!!!!

And then he spoke that was even more adorable!! She grinned at the boy and said "Hi!" and then she realized the Professor was there too..."Hello Professor Scabior. Hope you had a good summer!" She smiled at some of the people she knew that were already in the classroom and made her way up to the frontish middle... It was somewhere in between.

Originally Posted by grangerfan8

Isidora had a number of questions in her head, but she was SO GOOD, she hadn't asked not one of them yet. So good. The third year made her way near the front the class, and picked a seat. Her hazel eyes lingered on the box of color pencils for a moment. They were gonna color? With muggle stuff? She poked them.

"Hey, Professor." She smiiiiiiled at him, then at the kid. "Hey." Who was this? Dora tilted her head to the side curiously and crossed her arms on her desk. What were they gonna do with HIM, hmm?

Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Originally Posted by Erik Vinteren

His first lesson at Hogwarts. How appropriate that it should be a History of Magic.

Erik slipped quietly into the back of the room and noted the two splintery chairs there. He took the liberty of conjuring up a much more comfortable seat for himself, placed it next to the other two, and then sat.

To observe. Not to evaluate, just to observe. He had been invited, hadn't he?

Originally Posted by PotterHeadforLife

The first lesson for History of Magic would be... cool, I guess. Same as the last lesson where they had to flyyyyyyy without brooms and stuff. HoM was always interesting, just like Herbology. Though Kat hated remembering stuff from the past (they WERE done, anyway) she still learned to respect both the class and Scabior, who taught it real well.

Anyway.

Kat entered the classroom. There were people in there already, students, adults (cough, BoG person!), and... is that a child? The blonde looked at the ickle kid in front of the class. Uhm... who is that? She wasn't a fan of children, but she liked the kid for unknown reasons. "Hello there," she said to the small boy. Merlin, he was adorable. *insert soft side*. Then she looked at the professor. Still the same, with that straight face. "Good day, Professor Scabior." Afterwards, she went to sit down in one of the seats and wondered why he had brought a kid to class.

Originally Posted by RandomRaven

Originally Posted by lazykitty

Unlike others, Sky was more energized after a good lunch. And if there was one thing Hogwarts was known for (besides weird stuff happening) it was it's delicious food. So, it was an energized and beaming Slytherin that entered the History of Magic classroom. "What's up, Professor S?" It was then that she noticed both the child and the older man. She figured that the older man was one of the other Board candidates (oops?) but who was the child? With this question in mind, she quickly found a seat and sat up straight, facing forward and not fidgeting one bit.

Originally Posted by THE Govoni

Dylan had skipped lunch in lieu of other activities...but he was aware of having a class...and was HERE.

Stepping into the classroom, the first thing the Slytherin noticed was...a child...? Eyeing Professor Scabior, Dylan's brow went up into his hairline. Was this child?...some historical artifact or special...something?

He released a massive yawn. Yea, Dylan couldn't be bothered. As long as it didn't effect the lesson and him learning something...It wasn't his business...



Passing by Shacklebolt, the Slytherin rolled his eyes. "Thing, Mildew?" Snort. Grabbing a seat, he turned back, continuing what he was saying. "You're ridiculous." It needed to be said. Dylan hadn't informed him of that important fact lately...Lest he forget.

"Good afternoon, Professor Scabior." Yea, the Professor had earned massive points in his eyes. Dating Professor Schirmer did that, though...since he respected the woman so much. "...And hello to you."...to the child.

Thing? Really...

Rude.

Originally Posted by ForeverYours

Originally Posted by ortalismusicoh

History of ....Child?

Blink. Blink.

As the red head walked into the classroom there was only one thing she saw, that one thing being a child spinning around on a wheeled desk. So this was what todays lesson would be about? Yes? or no? Cause hopefully no cause Ness wasn't in the mood to hear anything about little kids.

"Um, hello kiddo?" she greeted a little questionly. It was only then she saw the scary Professor. "Good afternoon, Professor." She greeted him a little more formal than the child.

Now where to sit?

She looked around only to see a familiar face. Aahh! That candidate she had interviewed at the Leaky. She gave him a wave and then sat down at her own desk eyeing the coloured pencils and paper.

Originally Posted by Saz Hale

Christmas entered the classroom and smiled and said "Good day professor" Christmas took a seat and patiently waited for the lesson to start

Originally Posted by CassiopeiaAKTF

History of magic. After five years the Slytherin still didn't know if he liked the subject or not. Some classes were fun, like the one when they went inside the chamber of secrets...but some were just...uh...not his taste. Still, this class was mandatory for him so he pushed the door open and stepped inside the room.

He checked if his Prefect badge was rightly pinned to his robe and as he passed the desks he noted that all of them had packs of colored pencils on them. His gaze went from the desks to the professor but instead of finding the man, he was looking at a small boy.

o__________O HAD THE PROFESSOR TURNED INTO A LITTLE BOY?!

Shocked, Daichi just stared at the boy. Possibly to the point that it became rude to stare and he quickly looked away. When he did so, his Brown eyes found the real professor sitting behind the desk and the Slytherin's cheeks flushed red. How couldn't he have seen that?! "Uh..hello professor Scabior" he greeted with a small bow like nod. He then turned to the little boy. "Hiya, kid~" he smiled and waved his hand before he went to the back of the room to sit down.

But when he had found a desk he noticed another man in the classroom who looked far too old to be a student. Either he was really stupid and had to take this class again or he was important...the prefect thought it was the latter. "Hello Sir" he greeted, again a small bow and when he didn't know what else to say he sat down on his chair and waited for class to begin.

Originally Posted by Princesspower

Sarah was always in a cheery mood, therefore mentioning that she was a smiley is nothing new in the zoo. So today, like all days Sarah was beaming. She like the History for the sake of the subject, yet not for the teacher, although it was kind of the opposite in Herbology where she like the professor more then the subject. She took in the rooms surroundings... there were two old chairs, kind of like the furniture Sarah had seen in her brother’s workshop. Her bother liked to fix things so people gave him their old things and he would refurbish them and make them as good as new. For wizarding folk he would add extra services like the cushioning charm, either the client would make the request or her brother would think of an ingenious charm to use and got the clients permission and then performed the spell on it. Sarah liked to watch her brother at work, that way she learned a lot about charms and also it helped her imagination. She would think about the object and think about the previous life it had lived. She wondered what the story these chairs had to tell were. The boy and the spinning chair caught her attention next. Her muggle cousins had a chair like that and all the children used to take turns to spin on it. Her mother recalled that going to the muggle dentist when she was younger was awful, yet the fact that he had a spinning chair like that made it nicer. She used to play on it while she waited her turn, until that assistant needed it, claiming it was the chair for her to use. Rebecca had tried to explain to the dental assistant (her name was Florine, yet in secret Rebecca would call her Floridine) that the dental assistant had the chair to herself all year round and when Rebecca came for her annual check up, it was her turn to use it. Unfortunatey, none of the adults agreed and as the dentist had a lot of nasty instruments on him, Rebecca gave the chair to the assistant. “Hi!” she beamed at the little kid- he was so adorable. “Good Day Professor” she said greeting Scabior. She then went to abide by the adorable kids command and sat down. She wondered how Scabior had even met the kid, they were so different. Unless... Sarah hit upon a jackpot. Unless Scabior was once that kid, yet something in the intervening years as an adult had snapped him into an old grump. If that was the case, a time machine was needed.

Originally Posted by Meizzner

Nigel walked in and noticed a maybe student sitting in Scabior's seat telling them to sit down. Either that kid was very brave or it was Scabior. Maybe a potion or spell went wrong. Who knows. But then he sees Scabior behind the kid

"Hello, Professor and umm... Hello"

Nigel did not know his name so he just said hello and sat down at a empty desk. This lesson was beginning to look interesting already.