Kurumi had hardly been able to sleep, and it wasn't because of her nerves regarding the school term finally being underway. Nope, it had all to do with the kitchens and the plight of the house elves. What was happening? Was it really so bad that they had to close down the kitchens? What was she going to tell all those first years she had promised to bake with. She had intended to come and speak with Professor Magnus about a very different topic, but this one related to her sanity...and perhaps the entire well being of the Gryffindor common room.

Kurumi approached the door to Professor Magnus's office and knocked softly on it twice. She would wait a few moments before sitting down in one of the chairs.

Isabelle had been tidying away the last of her things. She'd not had a chance to do it the night before, what with being late and tired....and hungry. But, while in her store cupboard, she heard a slight knock on her door. Flicking her wand in it's direction, the lock clicked open and her voice radiated out into the corridor.

"Come in!"

Hum hum hum.

"Shhhhhhh, my petty," she whispered to the silk-top hat she was holding carefully in her hands--as if it were a small infant. It was strongly agitated and disturbed during the Feast, obviously showing HER FAILURE AS A MOTHER. She quietly sulked while walking down the corridor outside Professor Magnus's corridor. The girl was once an avid fan of Potions but over the summer, she slowly transitioned her favorite subject to Transfiguration, especially since she got this special hat. Adorable thing.

She knocked the door quietly three times and went ahead to take a nice comfy seat, petting and caressing her hat.

Aware that Kurumi was still with her, but not wanting to leave anyone outside for too long, Issy called for them to come in.

"The door is unlocked, you can come in."

Maxwell walked to Professor Magnus's Office and knocked. "Hello, Professor I would like to speak with You when You have the time."

With two students in her office already, Isabelle didn't want to confuse things any more. She'd wait until at least Kurumi was finished. She called out in response to the comment from the corridor. "Please bear with me, I'll be with you soon. Take a seat while you're waiting!"

Maxwell was fine with waiting a little longer, he was a fairly patient boy. "Of corse Professor." He said before having a seat.

Nikolas had been wandering around Hogwarts and he needed to meet the professor of Transfiguration, since it was one of his best subjects. He wasn't that brilliant but compared to Arithmancy or Herbology, he was genius in this. He made his way to the office of the Transfiguration professor. There he was, the place was comfy and he was about to knock on the door when he saw another guy sitting on a couch. Maybe there was already someone in there? Hmm, "I guess is someone there, right?" he asked to the boy. If there was someone then he will wait.

"Yeah, I believe so." Maxwell said to the other boy. "Hello, i'm Maxwell. What's Your name?" He said.

Mathias walked through the corridor towards Professor Magnus' office, clutching his schedule in one hand. Surely, there had to be some sort of mistake and he hoped the professor could clear it up. He also hoped she wasn't as intimidating as Professor Glass, having not met her yet.

Approaching closer, the first year noticed two other boys already sitting in front of the professor's door. "Are you both waiting for Professor Magnus too?" he asked, assuming the obvious. "No need to knock too then, I guess," he said mostly to himself before taking his seat. He'd just have to wait his turn.

Isabelle had followed Kurumi to the door, to wave her off and see who else was there to come in. To her surprise, having thought there was only one, she found three people sat waiting.

"Oh. Umm, well, if none of you have anything personal you wish to discuss, then by all means - everyone come in," she smiled, moving the door back to let the two little ones and the older boy pass.

Raven just had a walk around the castle, she arrived at sixth floor and saw the Transfiguration classroom.

Aha! What a coincide, I want to ask the Professor about animagus and how to become an animagus. she tough. Then Raven was at the door of the office. She knocked the door and said


"Excuse me professor? Do you have time? I'm Raven Charlotte, first year of slytherin, Wanna ask you about animagus "

Amy pulled and dragged her feet all the way up the floors until she was here. THE Professor's room. Man. She hadn't wanted to do this, but then she felt bad, and again hated that she had a conscience. It was so annoying and made her appologise for stupid things. Her hair had been sorted out after a long time and Sammy appearing to pull the fourth brush from her hair. There was probably a comb in there somewhere. In fact she knew there was. It was her argument. Well, her proof as to why those caps were EVIL.

'Cause they were.

And so, the shorty fifth year made her way over to the chairs where there was a short one. Only, he was meant to be short, it was obvious he was a first year, and there was no real reason for her to be short.

She knocked on the door before she sat down and waited. It was just polite. That and she didn't want the professor to eat her if she was interupting by saying anything

The door in front of the students clicked and a voice called out from inside the office, radiating around the corridor. "You can come in!"

After class and then after another failed attempt to do the high lights Minerva decided to stop by the professors office. She knocked on the door and waited to see if the professor was in.

Practically SPRINTING over to the sixth floor, Brooklyn headed toward the transfiguration teacher's office. She needed to know if.. if she could acquire the professor's help with something. Something.. fun.. and interesting for all. Although.. she might just save it for her fellow Gryffindors and keep this thing in the common room. But.. before she tried to do anything, she figured she should ask professor Magnus for her help.

Plus.. she wasn't quite sure about what spell to use and which object to start with. As she arrived at the door, she hurriedly rapped on it, awaiting an answer from within.

As Minerva sat and waiting on Professor Magnus she thought about what she wanted to ask her. She defiantly wanted the names of those books the professor said she would get Minerva and Minerva was hoping to ask her a few more questions on Transfiguration in general.

Upon hearing the knocking from inside the office, Isabelle actually walked to the door to open it, considering she hadn't been in her seat at the time. "Oh, hello. Come in and take a seat. What can I do you both for today?" She stepped to the side and opened the door wide for them to enter.

After long debates in his head and a few months into the term, João was finally in front of the office of the transfiguration professor, dressed perfectly with his hair combed neatly. Knocking on the door for short three times, he stood a step back and... waited. Hopefully, the professor was in.

Isabelle hadn't been in. She had in fact been taking a bracing walk in the grounds to blow the cobwebs away. Upon her return to the sixth floor, though, she spotted a student waiting outside her door. Hurrying along to reach him, she took out the key and grinned in his direction. "Hope you haven't been waiting long," she said as she unlocked the door. "Come in."



OOC: You can post in the office now. :')

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

Victoria knocked urgently on the professor's doors. She need to talk to the professor, like, NOW! She wanted to shout HELP! HELP! PROFESSOR MAGNUS PLEASE HELP!. But of course, that would be quite silly. So Victoria tried to remain calm until the professor comes.

A voice called out from inside the office. The professor was in, and she would see you now. "Come in!"



OOC: You can post inside now.

Minerva had run from the practice room to the Professor's office. She started pounding on the door. "PROFESSOR, PROFESSOR PLEASE PROFESSOR OUR PRACTICE ROOM, PROFESSOR.."

Isabelle nearly had steam coming out of her ears. Messing with her things was not something anyone should ever attempt, especially something as precious as a photo of her daughter.

She was busily scourgifying it when there was a loud banging on her door. Sighing, she gritted her teeth, and went to open it. "Yes, what?" Oh. She was confronted by a frantic Minerva, shouting something about the practice room. She looked down at her framed photo and frowned, before looking back up at the Hufflepuff. "Calm down, and tell me what you're on about. What about the practice room?"