And here was the real test. Transfiguration without Professor Bellaire, considering that was one of the losses that Brooklyn had really felt. She was willing to at least see if the new professor could come even close to matching the respect Professor Bellaire had gotten from her, but her feelings weren’t much past that. A curiosity if her interest in the subject would continue. The soft music was nice, though. It nearly reminded her of ballet practice, or her violin, even though she could tell it wasn’t violin. The fact the professor was there was another nearly positive point in her favor, too. “Good day Professor,” she said politely, even as she inclined her head slightly to decline the offer of a bean. She didn’t trust Bertie Bott’s. If it had been sugar quills, though, she’d have taken one.

The message on the board hadn’t gone unnoticed either, as she’d turned to head toward a seat. Apparently she had her choice, too. It didn’t bother her one bit, and she went for a seat partway down the circle from the professor’s reserved seat. Close enough she could pay attention, but not close enough that there’d be any misunderstanding over her feelings toward the professor. Those were still under consideration. She’d pulled her quill and some dark green ink out to write on the badge though, while she waited to see who would dare sit by her.

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Professor York was alright. Yep, Adi had decided on that within maybe... the first fifteen minutes of meeting her. Admittedly he had been a bit resentful towards her at first for having Bellaire's job but hey, this Puffer couldn't be in a bad mood at anyone.

He happily shuffled into the class, humming to himself but stopped doing that when he heard the music playing. CELLO! Adi would recognise the instrument anywhere. And of course he had read the rules for the lesson and those rules made him suer excited to be here!

"Hi, Professor!'' Adi liked calling her Beatrice but this was a class. He needed to keep things formal, yes? He gave the woman a big grin, offered his thanks for the Beans and went off to find a seat. "Heya, Brooklyn!'' He slipped into the seat beside the Snake then proceeded to write his name on the badge:

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There! Done! Now it was stuck to his uniform. The Puffer popped the bean into his mouth and promptly made that horrible, eye twitching face. UGH! This was an EXTREMELY sour flavoured bean. BLEH!

Stepping into the classroom, Paulina smiled. "Hello, Professor York." The lady was cool, and Paulina liked her. "Thanks," she said as she took a bean and popped it in her mouth.

Strawberry. Yuck.

Making a face, she grabbed a maraca. She had read the updated rules, and didn't really feel comfortable with singing. Looked like Adi didn't have that problem, she noticed as she took a seat beside him. "Hey."

Quickly she filled out her name badge:

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Transfiguration class time!

Although her shoulder was still on a splint, it didn't mean that she had to skip this class. NO FREAKING WAY. Ava Burton wasn't that kind of student who's gonna skip cool class because of an injury. No matter what happened, she'll try to attend the class unless if it's such a boring one, she'd gonna be happy to skip it.

The Gryffindor firstie could hear the music that white-haired lady Professor B had played before she entered the classroom. She really had such a good taste in music, huh? "Hello, Professor B!" She greeted the Professor lady as she entered the classroom. Yes, she didn't blurt out and accidentally refer her as white-haired lady anymore. She did notice Adi was already there. Well, didn't he ALWAYS come earlier for lesson, huh? "Hello, Adi!" Ava greeted him and decided to take a vacant seat since Adi was already sitting with a grumpy-looked Slytherin girl. And name tag, yeah. She wrote down her name on it.

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Transfiguration...with no other than Professor B!

Owen's mood? Thrilled, excited, and cheerful as always. He didn't know much about Transfiguration, that as much he already told the wonderful Professor but he was very much willing to learn. They had music! What was that kind of musical instrument? Hmm. He didn't know but he liked it.

And here comes the part he liked most about this lesson...the Professor herself! "Hellooo, Professor B!" Owen BEAMED. Oooooh! Bertie Bott's? He would never say no. So the young Hufflepuff picked a bean from the Prof's bowl and put it in his mouth. He assumed a lil' anticipatory grimace before putting back his beam on. "Strawberry!" Lucky!

With another grin at the Professor, Owen went to find himself a seat, sat down and did what the instructions on the board said.

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New professor and new subject. Aldous was so ready for all the new things he was going to learn. The Ravenclaw excitedly entered the classroom. Look the professor! The first-year offered a smile, "Hello Professor," Oh and look, sweets! The kid hardly thought about it and extended his arm to take one. "Thanks," He said popping it inside his mouth. What a nice woman.

Aldous then picked a desk and put his bag down after retrieving a quill.

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All set!

Charlotte was SO EXCITED for this class?! Like SO excited. And she was giving out candy! Of COURSE Char took one, big smile on her face.

"Thank youuuUUUuuu! ProfesssooooOOOoooor!" She said!sang. Basically she was practicing okay? For all the question answering she was going to do.

She sat down and scribbled out her name 'Charlotte Kettleburn' on the badge, THEN she popped the bean in her mouth.

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COUGH.

COUGHCOUGH!

SHE WAS DYING!

BOGEY! IT WAS BOGEY! She flailed around dramatically in her seat and made a series of horrendous death!faces.

GOODBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYE CRUEL WORLD!

Marsha, unlike a few of her classmates, was excited to see what Professor York would bring to transfiguration. She hadn’t really gotten the knack or into the groove of the subject last year. Maybe it had been due to being terrified of Professor Bellaire - or the fact that she had been thrown in at the deep end in the jungle and she hadn’t been able to do anything but run along behind Puck and follow her lead… but she hadn’t liked the subject and had found it a struggle.

This year, she was hoping for something different.

As she moved into the class, Marsha grinned at the Professor. Waving she moved up to accept a sweetie from her. Putting it in her mouth as she moved to pick a random seat within the circle she grinned as she got a lemon flavour bean. Niceeee!

Writing ‘Marsha Hanover’ on her name plate, she turned it around so that the Professor could see it from where she was standing and then proceeded to take her things out of her bag that she would need for their lesson today.

Though... was Charlotte okay? She looked like she got a horrible sweetie... Eyeing her she waited to see if she needed to call Professor York over to them.

To be honest, Reagan struggled with Transfiguration...BUT THAT WASN'T DETERRING HER. Nope, as anyone could see, she'd arrived quite early; a pleasant and lovely smile ever present on her face. It felt like it was going to be a good day...and while she got this feeling EVERYDAY, it was not to be discounted.

Good karma.

Before settling on a seat, she snagged one of the Bertie Bott's...since she was FEARLESS like that, and proceeded onward. One in the front, too. No slacking from THIS Ravenclaw...even if she didn't plan to sit this particular NEWT. That wasn't to suggest that whatever tidbits she could gain from the lessons wouldn't be useful in life.

Oh!...and there was a nametag. How cute?!

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Attaching it to the front of her robes, Reagan finally popped the bean into her mouth, INDEED daring to chew. Hmmmm, grass. HOW LUCKY WAS SHE? Rea had actually eaten grass before...So, that's how she recognized the flavor. Also, there was absolutely no shame in that, either.

...and she'd read the rules...and she didn't miiiiind singing, no matter how terrible she was at it. "Heeeeeeeeeeello, Professor York."

Cinna was pretty excited to see how transfiguration without Bellaire. Not that she was a terrible professor she was actually a very good one. A bit of a control freak but she learn much from her. Very helpful in the fashion design department with some of the lessons. Hopefully the new professor enjoyed cinnamon rolls because she was getting some.


There was a important question that had been looming in her head. Did this mean she had to stand by her desk until she got permission to sit down? New professor she was going to assume no then.

Walking into the classroom she walked passed the professor, "Good morning professor. These are for you" Handing over the pan of cinnamon rolls. The seventh year nodded and grabbed a red bean. She wasn't much for Bettie botts or jelly beans in general. She found a better use for the beans years ago, tossing them at the suits of armor.

Moving on she looked at for a seat. Waving to Adi and Paulina as she passed. Deciding to sit next to the little lion cub(Charlotte) who obviously (by the look on her face) had gotten something awful. "Bogy? Here take this one, it might counter act the taste." handing her the bean she picked up. Guessing that her red jelly bean was cinnamon. That's why she did get it. It was the only flavor she would eat, of course. She wrote on her nametag.

Tada. She placed the nametag in front of her.

It was time for another lesson!

Transfiguration was on the list today. This was where the fourth year was heading currently as she pushed the strap of her bag back up onto her shoulder as it slid down her arm...yet again. Frustratingy annoying bag it was lately but she loved it.

Stepping into the room her hazel eyes wandered about silently taking everything in for just a second. People were arriving but the room wasn't to full just yet which was a good thing. She'd still be able to get a decent seat. Making her way to a seat she offered a small smile to the Professor, "Hello Professor." She was about to keep going when she was offered a Bertie Botts flavored bean. Normally she'd decline but today she agreed and selected a nice orange one. That one couldn't be to horrible a choice could it? "Thank you Professor." Oh wait... did the new rule about singing and such start now or was that only when asking and answering questions? She wasn't a great singer as her dancing was better but she wasn't about to say that.

With her flavored candy still in her hand she slipped into a seat near the middle and set her bag at her feet after pulling out her self inking quill. Spotting the badge on the desk she simply wrote her name on it like they were supposed to.

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Setting down her quill she finally popped the orange bean into her mouth. Chewing slowly she grinned a little bit. Not bad it was safe, just a simple orange. Lucky her.

Transfiguration, yessssss. This was a class Davie could really use. He wasn't about to start singing though, as much as he was looking forward to this lesson. No siree. He would take a musical instrument over a vocal exercise ANY day.

So as he came upon the professor, who was handing out every flavor beans (AWESOME), Davie shyly plucked up one, just one, and offered her a kind smile along with his question. "Um, where are the drums and maracas, Miss?" He popped his green bean into his mouth (it was green apple, fortunately) and waited for an answer.

...was that the voice of his BFF CHARLOTTE KETTLEBURN already inside?! HUZZAH.

He wasn't sure how he felt about going to another class that relied heavily on wand usage and he wasn't sure how he felt about the music playing all the way down the corridor and into the room (too many horrible memories from music lessons) but he WAS sure how he felt about being offered candy once he got there. "Gee thanks Professor!" He said with a wide dimpled grin.

Candy on the first day? Why couldn't all their classes start like this? He'd be more likely to keep showing up to certain other ones if that was the case.

His quill and notepad floated closer in anticipation of his reaction to the bean and scribbled away madly when he began sputtering and choking on his way to his seat. WHY anyone chose to make rotten fish flavoured candy was BEYOND him. Could he take back his 'thanks'? He no longer meant it, not with the way his tongue was begging to be ripped from his mouth. "Can we just have jelly slugs next time?" Please? It was safer for first impressions and he liked them.

Blaise took a seat closer to the middle of the room, deciding he needed to be able to SEE and hear but didn't wanna be so close that the Professor would immediately notice how sketchy his wand was. Name scribbled time.

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Now about those instruments...cause....Blaise....wasn't about THAT life anymore. He'd thought the end of Wizarding Prep was the end of all forced music and other performing arts his mum had forced him into. This couldn't be happening.

Norah didn't want to say she was happy that Professor Bellaire wasn't the teacher anymore, because that'd be mean and she had learned a lot from the lady. Even if she was, y'know, scary. Professor York seemed lovely right from the beginning though, because that was CANDY she had in her hands. Aw yeah. "Hi Professor! Thanks for the bean." Not that she'd taken one yet, but y'know. "I love your hair." Wait. Wasn't she supposed to be singing? Or was that only for asking questions? "I meeeeaaan i loooooove your haaaaaair," she sang, just in case, her voice coming out in a nonexistent key (not that she noticed). Singing wasn't exactly her number one talent, okay? She leaned over the bowl and inspected her choices. Norah had probably lingered for what would be considered an unnecessary amount of time before choosing a light brown bean from the bowl and heading over to a desk. Bertie Botts beans were very serious business.

She paused in front of the Professor's desk to pick out a harmonica just in case she'd have to sing some more, 'cause making the whole entire class go deaf from her voice wasn't exactly a very nice OR responsible prefect-y thing to do. Norah slid into the seat next to Hady who got a big smile, before pulling her materials out and writing 'NORAH KITTREDGE' on the badge. She popped the bean in her mouth--TOAST! Aw yeah. It was her lucky day.

Transfiguration

Dante really liked this class. He did not even need the concentration potion like he needed in Potions. But he still missed Professor Bellaire. Though since he meet the new Professor before hand. He though she was alright. Plus she help him understand some theory on human transfiguration. Which is always a plus in Dante's book.

"Hello, Professor"

Too bad he told her his name because he loved messing with people and writing wrong names on this name tags. Oh well. Guess he should be a little mature and write his real name.

Bummer.

If Quigley could see him now. Writing his real name. He probably would not care and just take a nap anyway.

Gwen was SOOO excited for Transfiguration. She knew that matter could not be created or destroyed, but could only change form, and Transfiguration was taking that concept to the highest degree.

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Boy oh boy, she was excited!

In Hugo's bucket list was to become an animagus because that would be super cool, AWESOME in fact. Sooo he was here in Transfiguration to learn and someday play a prank on someone by turning into an animal.

The fourth year entered the room and noticed the new professor. Somehow he was kind of glad that Bellaire wasn't here, except for those every flavour beans. Literally every flavour. "What's up professor?" he greeted with his eyes slightly squinted. He grabbed one of the beans but didn't ate it. Nope, he didn't trust those kind of candy.

After that, he wrote his name and sat down next to Dante.
"Do you want?" offered with a mischievous smile. Hehe.

Transfigurations!

Noelle was excited for this class. She had seen many examples of transfiguration being used around the castle. She wanted... No NEEDED to know things.

Slipping into the classroom, Noelle repositioned her belongings as she saw the professor with a bowl of beans ahead of her. She knew exactly what those were. Berties Beans. Noelle was always up for the challenge of trying one.

"Hello Professor." She said greeting her and picked a bean out of the bowl. She tried to go for ones that may not be pepper or rotten egg. Popping it in her mouth, her face went into a sour look. Lemon. At least it wasn't rotten egg. She was hoping for popcorn flavor because she had managed to get one of those before and it was brillliannnnt.

Heading to a seat, Noelle waved at Owen who wasn't too far away. She grabbed her quill and wrote her name, year, and house on the badge that was provided on the desk. She even managed to make her name look pretty. She almost added a little crown to the N but decided at the last minute not to.

Putting the badge on, she was ready for class.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii Professsooooorrrr!!" Rooney grinned, patting his tummy as he took a bean from the bowl before going to find somewhere to sit. Scrawling his name (only 'Rooney Bronwyn', unlike others that had wrote their full name) onto his badge, he popped the bean into his mouth and considered tbhe flavour as he chewed. ...It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't his favourite. Identifying it wasn't something he could do before he finished it and he sighed as he pinned his badge to his robes.

Without pricking himself this time.

Well, maybe a little..

Janelle arrived for her first Transfiguration class with the new professor. Curious as to how things would go, she entered the clasroom with anticipation. "Hello Professor", Janelle said with a smile. Seeing the bowl of Bertie Botts that was being offered to her, Janelle shook her head. "Um.....no thanks. I had a very bad experience once. It ruined them for me." It was a memory that she had tried to erase from her mind.

Continuing on to an empty desk, Janelle sat down. When she saw the name badge on the desk, she instinctively looked at the board for her instructions. Then Janelle wrote her name down, as the directions said.

As Janelle noticed the musical instuments of the Professor's desk, she got up and went to retrieve the maracas. She knew what the instruments were there for and she knew that she would definitely need one. Back to the desk Janelle went and now she just needed to wait for class to begin.

Gwen sat down next to a girl whose name badge said, "Noelle." She looked like she could be another first year. Hey, I'm Gwen. I'm a Hufflepuff first year. Are you excited for this lesson? I am."

Sometimes, Gwen could actually be very social. But that was only when she overcame her shyness. And that wasn't often. But today, in anticipation for the lesson she was most excited for, she was going to try to make friends and be happy, and try to mask her insecurities as much as possible.

Was that OLD music playing down the corridor?

Phillip wrinkled his nose as he walked down the sixth floor corridor and towards the classroom. If this was a sign as to what the lesson was going to be about, he was NOT going to be happy. Not at all. Make it interesting please, Professor Transfiguration Lady.

And speaking of the professor, she was standing towards the front of the classroom offering them sweets! S W E E T S! Phillip LOVED those but he DIDN'T love that smile on the professor lady's face. He furrowed his eyebrows before saying, "Helloooooo, Professor!" Were all of these sweets BAD ones? The ones with foul taste? Could he inspect them first? Or get someone else to try them?

But you know what? He was going to take one ANYWAYS. Because sweets. FREE sweets.

Moving away from her, the first year went to plop himself down on a seat. Name badge? Pulling out a quill, the boy started scribbling down the name he was VERY proud of.

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Now that that was done, he had ONE VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION: What were they going to do with those instruments up there? Because if it meant playing them, he was going to refuse. No way was he embarrassing himself like THAT.

Kate could hear the music playing down the corridor, and she'd already decided that if this Professor York wasn't really, REALLY interesting, the music would make Kate fall asleep in class. That was no good at all. She walked in the room and peered around, trying to get a feel for how York would do things.

OH! There was a bowl of...jelly beans? Hmm...

"Hello, Professor York," Kate said, eyeing the bowl of jelly beans. Hmm... "Okay, why not?" She reached into the bowl and took a jelly bean, promptly popping it into her mouth. pause...pause...pause... "Marshmallow," she reported. "Not bad. Thanks, professor." Although, she had a feeling she had just eaten something that would transfigure her into a coffee table or something...

Kate found a seat and began making her name tag.

Kate Addison

Normal quill ink. Meh.

Kate applied her name tag then sat back to begin the wait for class to get underway.

Evangeline was slightly wary of Professor York because of whole singing rule. The woman sounded a little cuckoo to her. As she entered the classroom, Evie went forward, intrigued by the bowl of beans she had. She wasn't sure if the rule applied ALWAYS or only when she had to ask a question. So she settled for an awkward, extended "hiiiiiii," that was halfway between a song and just talking. Then she took a bean and went on her way.

"Mmm, pumpkin." She got lucky. Evie took her bag and plopped into a seat near the front, her eyes occasionally going to the door to look for her boyfriend. While she waited, she picked up her name tag and wrote her name on it and put it on the front corner of her desk.