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Tazenhani · 05-25-2015, 04:35 AM

SPOILER!!: Toby! <3

Even if the kid didn't want to keep eye contact, Sabel didn't look anywhere else. All his attention was focused on the young man across from him, and the words stumbling out of his mouth. It was when he mentioned not being a Dark Wizard that some of his seriousness faded for a slight chuckle.

"No, you are quite far from being a Dark Wizard." He wouldn't say it was impossible for anyone, but he could agree that Fuller-Thompson had a very low probability of becoming one. Or at least, becoming a successful one.

Shaking his head, Sabel gave the kid an understanding smile. "I don't hate you, or think of you as a bad person or student. If you read my rules, you would know that I will not ask you to do something you are uncomfortable doing, or not ready to do just yet. What I teach, is for your benefit. What I ask you to try and attempt, is for your gain. What you chose to learn, however, is your choice."

A different way of teaching than they were used to? Probably. Would Truebridge approved of such an off-the-books approach to what was supposed to be academia? He wasn't sure. What he did know was that the kids needed experience, not grades.

Plucking one of the fireweed plants, Sabel ran it through his hand. "I'm sure you had your reasons for your actions and reactions in class. As did the others who struggled or bowed out." If the boy hadn't noticed, he hadn't been entirely alone in his troubled state. "I can't say I was expecting such a emotionally charged class, but given the nature of patronuses, I should have expected it."

Putting down the flower, he picked up his wand again, tucking it away in his sleeve. "The only time I would get upset at you, Fuller-Thomspon, is if you did something to endanger yourself or another. By disobeying my orders or acting in a foolish nature."

05-25-2015, 04:35 AM	#78 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Toby! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Toby watched as more flowers sprang up out of the ground, a different colour this time. He was sure he might usually have been able to name the plant, but currently his thoughts were locked on something else. He continued to twirl the red flower, but stopped when another butterfly flew over and took up temporary residence on top of it. "For being so negative in your class. And for not wanting to go into the maze to help people. And for getting upset at the end of class." He could go on and on, actually. But there was one other big thing, of course. *"And for not even trying* to cast a... a patronus."** Toby looked up once again, unable to decide just whether he wanted to avoid eye contact or maintain it. "I know it was really impolite and rude and everything and I really do feel bad about it, and I never wanted to be like that in your class, it just sort of happened. And I'm not a negative person and I'm not a 'Dark wizard'-" he said that part firmly, still frankly quite upset by the amount of people in class who'd seemed to believe in all that stuff "-'cause that's impossible. But I just... couldn't do it. And I'm sorry." That... had been more that Toby had really wanted to say. But though parts of it had been emoted a little strongly, he was quite proud of himself for managing to keep from getting too upset. He looked away, yet again, towards the butterfly, though it was like he wasn't actually seeing it. "I just don't want you to hate me, or think I'm a bad person or student, 'cause of how I was all negative and stuff." Even if the kid didn't want to keep eye contact, Sabel didn't look anywhere else. All his attention was focused on the young man across from him, and the words stumbling out of his mouth. It was when he mentioned not being a Dark Wizard that some of his seriousness faded for a slight chuckle. "No, you are quite far from being a Dark Wizard." He wouldn't say it was impossible for anyone, but he could agree that Fuller-Thompson had a very low probability of becoming one. Or at least, becoming a successful one. Shaking his head, Sabel gave the kid an understanding smile. "I don't hate you, or think of you as a bad person or student. If you read my rules, you would know that I will not ask you to do something you are uncomfortable doing, or not ready to do just yet. What I teach, is for your benefit. What I ask you to try and attempt, is for your gain. What you chose to learn, however, is your choice." A different way of teaching than they were used to? Probably. Would Truebridge approved of such an off-the-books approach to what was supposed to be academia? He wasn't sure. What he did know was that the kids needed experience, not grades. Plucking one of the fireweed plants, Sabel ran it through his hand. "I'm sure you had your reasons for your actions and reactions in class. As did the others who struggled or bowed out." If the boy hadn't noticed, he hadn't been entirely alone in his troubled state. "I can't say I was expecting such a emotionally charged class, but given the nature of patronuses, I should have expected it." Putting down the flower, he picked up his wand again, tucking it away in his sleeve. "The only time I would get upset at you, Fuller-Thomspon, is if you did something to endanger yourself or another. By disobeying my orders or acting in a foolish nature." __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.