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VRSCIKA · 01-19-2016, 12:52 PM

SPOILER!!: Burn x3

Ilia really didn't care so much about other peoples opinions, but the fact that the girl was speaking to her meant either she wasn't one of the ones who didn't like her, or she simply had enough sense to just be a civil being. Either way, it worked for her. She rambled a bit with her introduction, but it was fine. Ilia bowed customarily upon introduction and then looked up at her with a slight smirk to her smile. "Pleasure to meet you. I will call you whichever version of your name that you prefer. Burn is certainly interesting." That it was, just burn....hmmm. She was a Gryffindor, perhaps a pyro? "My given name is Freya, but you may call me Ilia if you would like to." No, she had no incendiary nicknames, but it all suited her just fine.

SPOILER!!: Dante :)

At least there was one occupant from her house at the table, she didn't have to bother with introductions and formalities. She may not know the boy terribly well, but she did know him. Fellow snakes tended to be some reassurance.....possibly.....he certainly looked better than after the food fight incident.

"Hello Dante." She parted with a small smile for him as she sat at her assigned place.

SPOILER!!: Professor :)

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Originally Posted by emjay

Allowing time for a few more stragglers to come in, Ansley offered a few more hellos and good mornings in return greeting, then glanced up at the clock. Seemed to be just about time to begin class, although there appeared to still be a few empty seats. Still though.. what a full room.

"Good morning, class!" he greeted them brightly, slowly walking past the tables to look at each one of them. "Personal conversations should now come to an end as it is now time for this lesson to begin." He certainly didn't mind some talking between classmates, but once class started he expected them all to be focused. "If you did not already know, I am your teacher, Professor Ansley Finch, and this is History of Magic." Everyone in the right place? Good.

"History - or herstory, whichever the case may be - is, as I'm sure you all know, the study of past events. In its most basic sense, it's the retelling of stories," he began, though he'd expect them to at least figure this already. "Of course, there are many, many stories throughout history - everyone has a story to tell - but which ones get told, which ones are remembered, and why?"

There were certainly reasons to be theorized, but he let that rhetorical question sit for a moment before he continued. "Often, historical stories are dependent on who was there to witness the events. It's best to get accounts from more than one person so as to get the most accurate story. In the past, stories were sometimes handed down for years before they were written down, and that can affect the accuracy too, especially as things get forgotten or even changed." Luckily record-keeping was better in recent times, though people's perspectives still gave way to bias at times.

"This year, I'd like us to explore past events as well as more recent ones, and major events as well as lesser-known ones. Even though I am your teacher, clearly I don't know everything." And he had no issue in admitting that. Ansley knew plenty, but students didn't expect him or anyone else here to be omniscient, did they? It would be impossible for him to know every story in the history of wizardkind. "And while your textbook as well as many of the books located in the library are great resources for learning history, even they don't hold every story as there are always new ones to explore."

"Many of what we will be learning this term will come from your textbook, but today we will be doing something a little differently. Another way to learn about history is to talk to people who have been a part of it." And this castle had a great resource for that. He wondered how many of them utilized it. "While they are not the actual people who have lived, the magical portraits found all over the castle are paintings of many people who have been a part of history. They even have some of the thoughts and memories of those people.."

Ansley knew that once he started talking about them, the portraits under his sheets would murmur even louder. "Almost time," he mumbled as his eyes lifted towards that end of the room. Turning back to his class, he addressed them once more. "How many of you have held a conversation with a magical portrait to find out their story?" He looked around the room, holding some gazes for a moment before moving on.

"Even if it's minimal, I want each of you to talk about an interaction you've had with a portrait either at Hogwarts, or anywhere else. Name, if you know it, and anything they told you.. Let's go around the room, starting here." He gestured to one end of the room. At the very least, some of the portraits held secret passwords, but he hoped that most of them had more than that to offer.

Talk about an interaction with a talking portrait.....did she really have to share that? She.....really didn't want to delve into all that. It was mostly stuff she'd rather keep personal. Henric had conversations with her families portraits too.....they weren't the nicest people. Here, she tended to just do enough to get around. Her families portraits were enough to convince her that she really didn't want to speak to any of them. She had to come up with one though......."In one of my families homes, there is a portrait of my great great grandmother. She tends to pick out anything about your appearance or behavior that she deems needing improvement and attempts to scold you for it. If your dress is above your ankles, if you didn't curtsey at her....for example. Then she will tirade about our family history." And please....PLEASE....don't ask her to elaborate on that. She HATED that old bat!

SPOILER!!: Zeke lol

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hera

SPOILER!!: zomg, Ilia, Mel and Dante

The cool kids table, HA! nice... and Mel-burn (because he was totally going to keep that up) was fitting in fairly well, considering it was now boy-dominated. She got a smile.

Zeke took to fiddling with his name tag, but didn't bother to embellish his, even as Dante made edits to his own. HA! "Nice one," he grinned. Shoving the name card away, Zeke opted to pull out his text and parchment from his bag, he may as well LOOK like he was ready to work.

But then, a slight groan of distaste left his lips at the sound of HER voice. Really? She had to be in their group? He hadn't even thought to check the other tag. He didn't return her general greeting, certain that it didn't extend to him as well. Instead of saying anything at all, he simply chose to flip his text open and stare at the pages, or better yet... no, he would work on his arithmancy exercise. That. Yes.

Inking his quill, he lazily set about doing that...

.... and then the Professor started speaking.

His speech wasn't nearly as engaging as his book exercise, and while he had TRIED to maintain eye contact and looking to the front and trying on the whole 'respect' thing for size, he just wasn't feeling it. Sneaking peaks at his work, he made a correction and continued his calculation before looking back up.

History was written by the victors. Mmhmm. There's your answer, Professor. Despite it being a rhetorical question.

Past events, recent events... weren't all events technically past events? And if they were 'recent' would they even be in the OWLs assessment? See, this was why he disliked the subject. For that reason, and because it was boring.

What WAS amusing though, was that they were talking portraits, which actually reminded him strongly of the hogwash story he'd fed to Professor Flamsteed last year when he was caught skipping this very subject. Interviewing portraits for a project he had said... perhaps he ought to consider a career as a History of Magic Professor... pfffft. HA!

And then Dot happened.

She had his attention.

Yes.

The whole portrait agreement thing, nifty, but it didn't seem to affect him. He hadn't been caught breaking curfew for some time, he liked to think he perfected the art. Nice try, but apparently irrelevant.

...

But... he was expected to say something, wasn't he? Sigh. Hand up, he offered all he cared to share. "The Fat Lady portrait, Sir... she never shuts up, tells lots of stories..." and none that he properly listened to. So. Boo.

And quite expectedly, jerk face was even rude enough to ignore her greeting. A smirk, was it a smirk on her lips? Honestly, it usually was if her expression wasn't as stoic as a porcelain dolls. Unless Henric was around anyways. "Apparently 'Lions' doth hold grudges." That was all that she was going to say and no she didn't consider him a lion, thus her inflection. He was a rude, egotistical prat and he knew it, why beat a lame Abraxan? Still.....just his face was irritating.....the way he even talked about the house portrait.....What...a...huge...prat....

01-19-2016, 12:52 PM	#103 (permalink)
VRSCIKA DMAC & DMC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2009 Posts: 3,402 x1	Dragon Geisha/Toni-Toni Chopper/Master of Chocobos Alpha Goddess/ Darth Devious /Davvy's twinneh SPOILER!!: Burn x3 Quote: Originally Posted by Optimist SPOILER!!: this'll be fun Melbourne wasn’t really paying attention when Zeke walked up until she heard him say her name and beamed up at him. He’d gotten it right. Good for him…it was really silly even some of her family said it the wrong way JUST to irk her. “Hiiiiiiiii” she grinned up at Zeke and immediately recognized him as a fellow ball-snatcher from Astronomy…glancing down at the nametag in front of him she just smiled. “Zeke,” she grinned and gave him a head nod. The other girl she knew was a bit more…intense when she walked up but that was because of the whole hand-holding-thing that happened in Astronomy. “Hello,” she smiled up at her and then saw the looks she gave Zeke and had to hold back a little laugh. This class was going to be fun…pretty-boy, Gryffindor boy, and the cobra-like-snake-girl. They were good companions yes? “I’m Melbourne,” she greated Ilia with a small smile, “you guys can call me Mel or…well some people call me Melon or Burn” she admitted with a grin. The little grin was more like a smirk because well, burning things was kind of fun wasn’t it? Ilia really didn't care so much about other peoples opinions, but the fact that the girl was speaking to her meant either she wasn't one of the ones who didn't like her, or she simply had enough sense to just be a civil being. Either way, it worked for her. She rambled a bit with her introduction, but it was fine. Ilia bowed customarily upon introduction and then looked up at her with a slight smirk to her smile. "Pleasure to meet you. I will call you whichever version of your name that you prefer. Burn is certainly interesting." That it was, just burn....hmmm. She was a Gryffindor, perhaps a pyro? "My given name is Freya, but you may call me Ilia if you would like to." No, she had no incendiary nicknames, but it all suited her just fine. SPOILER!!: Dante :) Quote: Originally Posted by Meizzner SPOILER!!: Oh This is Gonna be Fun Well seemed like his peace and quiet was gone and someone was going to sit by him. Well not like he could do anything about it and of course it was a first year. A first year he did not know. Well he did know her name since she just introduced herself. But still what was she doing to her name tag. Oh right you could embellish it. Never-mind. He did not care "Hey, I'm Dante". Now there was a friendly face. At least he was not going to be swarmed with first years. Zeke was at this table. Which probably meant Maggie was somewhere in the room. "Welcome to The Cool Kids Table Zeke. Though all we have is name-tags" Dante said picking up and dropping his. Though it did give him an idea. He took a black marker crossed out his last name. Picked up a red marker and wrote Inferno. And edited his first name with the black maker again. So his name was now Dante's Inferno. He liked it and the last member of the group showed up. Ah it was Prefect Henric's girlfriend and housemate. Plus did she and Zeke have something going on in Astronomy. "Hey Ilia" And Dante sooo saw that look at Zeke. Oh this should be fun. He wished he had popcorn ready At least there was one occupant from her house at the table, she didn't have to bother with introductions and formalities. She may not know the boy terribly well, but she did know him. Fellow snakes tended to be some reassurance.....possibly.....he certainly looked better than after the food fight incident. "Hello Dante." She parted with a small smile for him as she sat at her assigned place. SPOILER!!: Professor :) Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Allowing time for a few more stragglers to come in, Ansley offered a few more hellos and good mornings in return greeting, then glanced up at the clock. Seemed to be just about time to begin class, although there appeared to still be a few empty seats. Still though.. what a full room. "Good morning, class!" he greeted them brightly, slowly walking past the tables to look at each one of them. "Personal conversations should now come to an end as it is now time for this lesson to begin." He certainly didn't mind some talking between classmates, but once class started he expected them all to be focused. "If you did not already know, I am your teacher, Professor Ansley Finch, and this is History of Magic." Everyone in the right place? Good. *"History - or herstory, whichever the case may be - is, as I'm sure you all know, the study of past events. In its most basic sense, it's the retelling of stories,"* he began, though he'd expect them to at least figure this already. "Of course, there are many, many stories throughout history - everyone has a story to tell - but which ones get told, which ones are remembered, and why?" There were certainly reasons to be theorized, but he let that rhetorical question sit for a moment before he continued. "Often, historical stories are dependent on who was there to witness the events. It's best to get accounts from more than one person so as to get the most accurate story. In the past, stories were sometimes handed down for years before they were written down, and that can affect the accuracy too, especially as things get forgotten or even changed." Luckily record-keeping was better in recent times, though people's perspectives still gave way to bias at times. *"This year, I'd like us to explore past events as well as more recent ones, and major events as well as lesser-known ones. Even though I am your teacher, clearly I don't know everything."* And he had no issue in admitting that. Ansley knew plenty, but students didn't expect him or anyone else here to be omniscient, did they? It would be impossible for him to know every story in the history of wizardkind. "And while your textbook as well as many of the books located in the library are great resources for learning history, even they don't hold every story as there are always new ones to explore." "Many of what we will be learning this term will come from your textbook, but today we will be doing something a little differently. Another way to learn about history is to talk to people who have been a part of it." And this castle had a great resource for that. He wondered how many of them utilized it. "While they are not the actual people who have lived, the magical portraits found all over the castle are paintings of many people who have been a part of history. They even have some of the thoughts and memories of those people.." Ansley knew that once he started talking about them, the portraits under his sheets would murmur even louder. "Almost time," he mumbled as his eyes lifted towards that end of the room. Turning back to his class, he addressed them once more. "How many of you have held a conversation with a magical portrait to find out their story?" He looked around the room, holding some gazes for a moment before moving on. "Even if it's minimal, I want each of you to talk about an interaction you've had with a portrait either at Hogwarts, or anywhere else. Name, if you know it, and anything they told you.. Let's go around the room, starting here." He gestured to one end of the room. At the very least, some of the portraits held secret passwords, but he hoped that most of them had more than that to offer. Talk about an interaction with a talking portrait.....did she really have to share that? She.....really didn't want to delve into all that. It was mostly stuff she'd rather keep personal. Henric had conversations with her families portraits too.....they weren't the nicest people. Here, she tended to just do enough to get around. Her families portraits were enough to convince her that she really didn't want to speak to any of them. She had to come up with one though......."In one of my families homes, there is a portrait of my great great grandmother. She tends to pick out anything about your appearance or behavior that she deems needing improvement and attempts to scold you for it. If your dress is above your ankles, if you didn't curtsey at her....for example. Then she will tirade about our family history." And please....PLEASE....don't ask her to elaborate on that. She HATED that old bat! SPOILER!!: Zeke lol Quote: Originally Posted by Hera SPOILER!!: zomg, Ilia, Mel and Dante The cool kids table, HA! nice... and Mel-burn (because he was totally going to keep that up) was fitting in fairly well, considering it was now boy-dominated. She got a smile. Zeke took to fiddling with his name tag, but didn't bother to embellish his, even as Dante made edits to his own. HA! "Nice one," he grinned. Shoving the name card away, Zeke opted to pull out his text and parchment from his bag, he may as well LOOK like he was ready to work. But then, a slight groan of distaste left his lips at the sound of HER voice. Really? She had to be in their group? He hadn't even thought to check the other tag. He didn't return her general greeting, certain that it didn't extend to him as well. Instead of saying anything at all, he simply chose to flip his text open and stare at the pages, or better yet... no, he would work on his arithmancy exercise. That. Yes. Inking his quill, he lazily set about doing that... .... and then the Professor started speaking. His speech wasn't nearly as engaging as his book exercise, and while he had TRIED to maintain eye contact and looking to the front and trying on the whole 'respect' thing for size, he just wasn't feeling it. Sneaking peaks at his work, he made a correction and continued his calculation before looking back up. History was written by the victors. Mmhmm. There's your answer, Professor. Despite it being a rhetorical question. Past events, recent events... weren't all events technically past events? And if they were 'recent' would they even be in the OWLs assessment? See, this was why he disliked the subject. For that reason, and because it was boring. What WAS amusing though, was that they were talking portraits, which actually reminded him strongly of the hogwash story he'd fed to Professor Flamsteed last year when he was caught skipping this very subject. Interviewing portraits for a project he had said... perhaps he ought to consider a career as a History of Magic Professor... pfffft. HA! And then Dot happened. She had his attention. Yes. The whole portrait agreement thing, nifty, but it didn't seem to affect him. He hadn't been caught breaking curfew for some time, he liked to think he perfected the art. Nice try, but apparently irrelevant. ... But... he was expected to say something, wasn't he? Sigh. Hand up, he offered all he cared to share. "The Fat Lady portrait, Sir... she never shuts up, tells lots of stories..." and none that he properly listened to. So. Boo. And quite expectedly, jerk face was even rude enough to ignore her greeting. A smirk, was it a smirk on her lips? Honestly, it usually was if her expression wasn't as stoic as a porcelain dolls. Unless Henric was around anyways. "Apparently 'Lions' doth hold grudges." That was all that she was going to say and no she didn't consider him a lion, thus her inflection. He was a rude, egotistical prat and he knew it, why beat a lame Abraxan? Still.....just his face was irritating.....the way he even talked about the house portrait.....What...a...huge...prat....