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What the students weren't going to be aware of when they arrived for today's lesson was that Moxley had spent the last 15 minutes getting herself OUT of a bucket. They looked sturdy enough, sure, but she'd sat on an overturned one and broke right through which had been painful. She was going to bruise for sure. Lucky she'd managed to roll, wiggle, and pull herself free before class. She'd even had time to dispose of said bucket and find herself a seat on a tire and all with 2 minutes to spare. Thank Merlin no one had witnessed that or else she'd have wound up in the Aparecium for sure. Not a good look for a new headmistress. SPOILER!!: Greetings Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19  It was time for Muggles Studies and so Rachel made her way to the classroom. She always adored Professor Moxley's lessons. They were always such fun as was the woman herself. Today, her hair was tied back in one instead of the usual two plaits because of the instructions posted. She was also wearing comfortable clothing.
She frowned upon entering the classroom. Was she in the right place? Her eyes took in the chaos all around: the upturned buckets, the leaves, branches and debris that were scattered about. Rachel realised she was at the correct place when she saw their Headmistress.
Carefully, she weaved her way through everything to come to a stop close to her Professor. "Hello, Professor Moxley,'' she stated and smiled sweetly. "This is such an unusual setting for a class.'' Rachel opted for an over turned bucket and took a seat on it. ”Hello, Rachel.” Moxley smiled, always happy to see early arrivals. Meant people were eager to get to her lesson, yes? Way to boost the Moxinator’s confidence. ”It is unusual, yes. It’ll make sense shortly, though.” She promised. Quote:
Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy Dress in comfortable clothing. That was what they had been told about today's Muggle Studies lesson. So as called for that's just what she did. A pair of dark blue jeans, white long sleeved shirt with that had butterflies on it, and her black trainers were her attire for the day.
Making her way to the room Hady stepped a few steps inside where she seemed to stop and just look around. Whoa. Just whoa.
Now this was different. It made her think of some of the more run down areas of town back when she lived in America. It was odd and left much to think about or the days lesson. "Hello Professor Moxley, how are you today?" She greeted quietly selecting an old tire to sit upon and setting her bag down at her feet.
Where was everyone else? It felt weird being so early. ”Hello, Hady.” Her reaction to the room had been exactly what the brunette had been hoping for, did she know? ”I’m doing very well, thank you. I hope the same can be said for you.” Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom Scarlett was always excited for Muggle Studies because - well, her dad sold books to muggles, so she'd grown up around them. She usually excelled in these lessons because of it.
Except when she walked in...it was NOT the classroom she was expecting. In fact it looked like she had walked into a post-apocalyptic young adult novel. Maybe that was what they were going to be talking about? Or zombie thrillers? Something along those lines? Whatever it was, Scarlett was nervous.
"Hello Professor!" she said happily as she sat down on an old crate. Moxley wouldn't do anything to harm them, she knew - whatever they were doing, even if it was scary, would be totally controlled by her. ”Hello there!” Such an enthusiastic little thing, Scarlett was. Moxley was a fan. Made todays class setting a bit less depressing, honestly. Quote:
Originally Posted by MunchyBubbles Azura walked into the muggle studies classroom with a bit of a heavy heart. This had been one of the classes that she and Jazzy had talked about together, and she hadn't seen him in a month or so.. She bit her lip and tried to look alive.. before pausing as she looked around the class room...
Oh Fwoopers.. She was going to die in here wasn't she?
Her bright purple eyes swept over the messy looking classroom and she tugged at her hair which was in a braid down her back.. Right..
Let's see if she could make it to a "seat" without breaking anything first!
She hesitantly waved at the Professor "Hello Professor." She said with a bit of a wave, before carefully and slowly picking her way across the littered classroom to an overturned tire next to Rachel. She waved at her dormmate before gingerly sitting down and looking around..
Dear Merlin please let me make it out of this! She thought to herself. To say the muggle studies professor was amused by Azura’s reaction to the room was an understatement. Poor kid looked like she thought she’d meet her doom in here. Not true, of course, but Moxley supposed it was a good attitude to have considering all the craziness that tended to happen at Hogwarts. ”Hello there.” The headmistress gave the girl a reassuring smile and then glanced back towards the door. Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Olivia had read the notice so she was ready.
One Ravenclaw dressed in an older pair of jeans, sneakers and a shirt she didn't mind getting dirty headed down to the Muggle Studies classroom for the latest lesson. Her long hair tied back in a secure braid down her back as instructed. She wasn't sure what to expect other than it was bound to be getting messy and energetic by those rules. And fun she supposed in the midst of all that which she was also ready for.
The first year stepped into the classroom, her book bag with her textbook and such slung over her shoulder. Except it didn't look like a classroom...it looked like a rundown place...a junk yard she supposed. "Hello Professor," she greeted the woman, having settled on using one title in the classroom and the other anywhere else. She was one of the first ones there, offering a friendly smile to both Hady and Rachel before pulling up a tire to her housemate and taking a seat. "Hey..."
Thank goodness for no skirts for sure. ”Hello Olivia,” Moxley chirped in reply. She was eager to get started and ignoring the current rumble in her tumble that was happening. Maybe snacks should’ve been part of today’s lesson too. Quote:
Originally Posted by Daydreamer11 Janelle arrived for Muggle Studies and stopped short as she entered the classroom. She had seen a lot of different classroom settings in her time at Hogwarts, and this set up was definitely unusual. For a moment, she took it all in. Then, spotting Professor Moxley, the Ravenclaw greeted her.
"Hello Professor. I can't wait to see what you have planned for us today." Whatever it was, it was most certainly going to be interesting. Looking around, Janelle was glad that she had followed the instructions and dressed down for the class. This was definitely not the place for school robes or fancy attire. Following her classmates' lead, Janelle sat down on an overturned bucket and waited for class to begin. Curious Ravenclaw, eh? Not surprising. The Moxinator smiled and gave Janelle a wave before replying, ”You’ll be finding out very shortly.” Actually, it was almost time to begin. Quote:
Originally Posted by Meizzner Dante wondered if Moxley ever did hear the excuse 'I was carrying a first year on my back while fleeing an angry Hungarian Horntail and was late' because while it was hilarious. It was a horrible excuse. And second he would probably had died with the first years. The odds where not in that person favor. Now where was this suppose to be. Looked like we were in now of those gangster movies where they all meet out of town to settle disputes. And Moxley looked like she was the one who would tell you where this was happening for a price.
"Hey Professor, you look like you are ready to fight someone or show us where a fight is taking place"
Yeah he knew that would never be the case.
But it was amusing to think about Psh. The first rule of fight club was never to talk about fi…anyway
”No fighting in school, Mr. Barrington.” She smiled, motioning towards one of the tires. He should sit, yes? Quote:
Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin Colt heard there was a muggle studies lesson. He always wanted to go to it. He heard Kace talk about it and it sounded like something he would like. He made his way to the classroom and he was glad he managed to find it. He could remember little things from the previous year. He opened the door and noticed that it was an unusual setting. This place look like the city would look like. Something he was born into before he moved to Durmstrang. He looked around and observed his surroundings. He was impressed and he saw graffiti on the walls. "Nice nice.." he said out loud. He looked to the front and noticed the teacher and her attire. He chuckled and couldn't help but laugh. He thought it was great with the theme. "Nice outfit professor. I'm taking you going to be active in the lesson as well?" Whatever they are gonna learn.
He read the noticeboard and wore his comfortable clothing. He didn't mind getting his converse dirty, his plaid shirt or his black t shirt underneath. He was gonna have an awesome time. "Let me tell you painting is one of my specialties especially graffiti.." he pointed to the wall and was telling the professor. Good job with Kace teaching him the art. ”I do plan on taking part, yes.” She felt quite passionate about the subject matter of today’s lesson so she planned on taking part in the practical portion as well. ”Good to know, Colt. I’ll keep that in mind.” Though they wouldn’t be doing any graffiti today. Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana Muggle Studies...who knew what this would be all about. Ariadne hadn't had much experience with the Muggle world, so she was completely out of her element. She'd find out soon enough, though! She made her way down the first floor corridor and into the Muggle Studies classroom. She expected...well, she expected something really, really different than what she saw. The placed looked like a complete and total MESS.
She eyed the trash, leaves, branches, and broken fences. "HEADMISTRESS!" she called out, seeing the woman sitting in a tire. "Did you get ROBBED? Do you need some help?" She had lots and lots of questions, and in her eleven-year-old eyes, this was all an accident, and it hadn't occurred to her just yet that this was all a set-up.
Everybody else was sitting on tires and buckets, so Ariadne chose a nearby tire and hesitantly took a seat. Robbed? The headmistress tried not to laugh, her smile betraying her as it showed just how amused she was at the insinuation. ”I’m A-Okay, Ariadne. Thank you for your concern.” Quote:
Originally Posted by Goblinfrog Kitty was wearing her usual Gothic robes. They weren't exactly working clothes, bit they were comfortable - at least to her. Muggle Studies was the lesson she was looking forward to more than any other lesson, and she didn't want to show up in any outfit that did not express her personality. As she walked to class, Kitty wondered what their lesson would be like.
Her mouth hanged open as she stepped inside. There were things lying everywhere! "Hi Professor Moxley!" Kitty greeted the Professor and approached her. "Are we going to clean?" ”That might be part of what we’re going to get up today, yes.” The muggle studies professor winked at Kitty and then gestured for her to find seat. She was definitely on the right track. Quote:
Originally Posted by littledhampir Olly may have had a little bit of glitter on his face. That happened when you spilled a bottle on your bed. Glitter was hard to clean, you know. He had done the best he could, but it was difficult. So his face was a little bit glittery, especially on his left cheek. But whatever. He was fine with it.
"Hello Professor Headmistress." His voice may have been a bit louder than he intended. Oops. He had a lot of energy today. Hopefully that would be fine for whatever activity they were going to do in class. Like...clean? That sounded boring. Olly made his way over to the wall with the graffiti on it and studied that. Could he add some more? Loud indeed. Moxley let out a little laugh before smiling at Oliver, amused. ”And a hello to you, too.” Someone got up on the right side of the bed. Quote:
Originally Posted by weasleyrima Muggle Studies.
It would be another exciting lesson. She always wanted to go to it. Wearing a pair of comfortable clothes she pulled back her hair. She hopes it wouldn't look so weird in her.
Jessie walked in to the class before stop in her track. Her green eyes widened in shock. She tought that she was getting lost again. It didn't look like a class bytheway.
buckets... broken tires...what happened in here?
Then Jessie could see someone seated on the large tires. Dressed in 'muggle style' clothes like herself.The lioness pulled her lips into shy smile and nodded.
" Hello Professor Moxley. Nice Class. You make me think that I'm attending the wrong class.
She turning her gaze to observing her surrounds. Her eyes caught the Ravenclaw girls she met in History of Magic lesson.
Glad to see them again.
"Hi..." she smiled and greeted them.
Jessie didn't want to wasting more time so she walked closer to another students before grabbed a bucket and take a seat on it. ”I assure you you’re in the right place,” Moxley provided helpfully. She was pretty pleased at how the room had turned out and from the students’ reactions, it was exactly right for what they’d be discussing. Quote:
Originally Posted by Callie This was one of Hadley Denaker's favorite classes. She knew all about muggles, as she'd been a muggle (in her head at least) a lot longer than she'd been a witch. They were her people. Which, yes, did make it a bit redundant to her... but, well, it was also Davie Truebridge's worst class, and that made it a great class in Haddie's head.
Haddie strode into the class, grinning with enthusiasm. "Hey, Mox....xy?" Her voice trailed away in confusion. "Why exactly does the classroom look like an inner city abandoned lot?" She pulled up a bucket and sat next to Rachel. ”Professor Moxley.” She really didn’t understand the lack of respect from some of the students but they’d learn in time…or else. Mwahahaha… … ..anyway. ”You’ll see.” She would and soon. No more information than that was provided for now. Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Was he walking behind who he thought he was walki--- ugh, yes. For the love of Peeves the Poltergeist's petty pranks, Haddie Dunceaker was in front of him. Walking into Muggle Studies behind her was like following a trail butterflies who dropped twopence coins as they walked. That's how happy she was to be in this class. That's how BOUNCY she was as she entered the class. In other words, following Haddie could have been fun, but really it was awful, because she was so good at his worst subject. And they both knew it. And she liked reminding him of this. And the fact that he had to stare at the back of her head the whole way here JUST MADE MATTERS WORSE, OKAY.
At least David knew what twopence coins were now, thanks to Moxley's book he had been reading. He'd bet twopence that Haddie still didn't know what a Diricawl was though. He was still scowling at the sight of her blonde head ahead of him, and thus picked out a seat on the opposite side of the room from the girl. "Hello, Headmistress," he greeted the professor-leader stoically as usual, then sat carefully on the edge of his abandoned tire, and waited for class to start.
No, he wasn't curious why they were sitting in a room that looked like a vandalized alley. No, he didn't want to know why they were wearing Muggle clothes and not wizard robes. All he wanted to know was how he could excel at this subject. Because that would probably be a good way to get one-up on Haddie Dunceaker. ”Hello, David.” Moxley was glad to see the Ravenclaw in attendance and she’d been happy to help him get inspired to look a little deeper in the muggle studies world to find what interested him. Hopefully the book she’d given was helping. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin For the record, Dot was comfortable in heels, sandals, combat boots, and wedges. She was comfortable as long as she felt in control of herself and her wardrobe, so it took a little interpreting to get 'dress in clothes that can get dirty and won't get you killed in a dragon attack' from something as innocuous as 'dress comfortably'. She'd opted for jeans and a long-sleeved tee, along with said boots, and based on Moxley's attire, Dot had chosen wisely.
"Hullo, Professor Moxley. Congratulations on your promotion," Dot smiled briefly at the professor before pulling up a bucket nearby. Was it clean? Cleanish? Cleaner than the ground? Close enough. ”Hello there. Why thank you!” Big old Moxinator grin for Ms. Wojack. Moxley SO liked when her accomplishments were noticed. Quote:
Originally Posted by Squishy Well, this was different.
Were they in a post-apocalyptic world? Would zombies come out and attack them? Esme had no idea what was going on, but at least Professor Moxley and some of her fellow classmates were standing nearby. Safe.
Of course they were; she was just being silly.
"Hello, Professor," she said as she reached the group. Esme smiled at Rachel, Hady, Scarlett, Azura, Olivia, and the boy she had met at Sugarplums. His name was David, right? ”Hello there, dear.” Moxley smiled kindly before glancing down at her watch. Nearly there and a good thing, too. Her knees were hurting from sitting so low to the ground. This, however, was in NO way an indication that she was getting old. Nope. Quote:
Originally Posted by Steelsheen Whoah hello dystopian society....
Tenacius walked into the classroom and looked around. Ok now he understood why the comfy clothes that he wouldnt mind getting dirty. Although this was kinda his favorite hoodie. Lets hope the Hogwarts house elves were as good with laundry as those he had back home.
"Heya Headmistress!" the curly top greeted his Professor, then eyed the tires. Cool! Can he make an impromptu ghetto swing? Oh there he goes, hoisting a tire up on a chain.... ”Hello there!” Just look at the head of hair on this one! She couldn’t help but wonder what shampoo the kid used as he made his way over to-WHAT was he doing? Moxley gave him a look that said –NO-. Quote:
Originally Posted by Optimist The walk to the first floor had taken fooooorever. Looking into the room Melbourne just grinned Professor Moxley seemed like she was cool…she was even wearing old jeans! Old jeans were the best! “Hello Professor Moxley!” Melbourne grinned at the Professor and smiled.
Then looking around the room she paused to give Scarlett a giant excited wave before walking over and spotting Haddie she just waved before sitting down on a tire near the girls. “Hiiiiiiiiii!” She waved over to Haddie and her friend (Rachel). “I’m Melbourne,” she introduced herself quickly to Rachel and grinned.
“Doesn’t this place look awesome? Is this like those places that are all fenced off that you told me about?” Melbourne asked, because the broken rundown alley kind of made her think of those dingy ghost-hunting-places Phil sometimes went to. "Aaaace sit with me! This is Haddie! I just met her the other day she's cool...she's practically a Gryffindor" Mel beamed at her best-neighbor-friend.
”Hey there!” This one was smiley, which was good. The not so good part was the chattiness but Moxley would let it slide for a while longer while the stragglers came in. Kid was just being friendly, after all. Quote:
Originally Posted by Hera He was curious of all classes that told them to wear comfortable clothing, it meant they'd be... active, in most cases. But Muggle Studies?? They weren't playing sport, were they? Either way, he was dressed for it. Track pants, a plain shirt, hoodie and running shoes. But...
Apparently not.
Zeke gazed around the room as he entered, and while enchanted classrooms weren't abnormal at Hogwarts, it was still weird. Nevertheless, he could appreciate the decrepit-city-esque scene. It partly reminded him of his old home, if he could even call it that. Still, it didn't quite have the Birmingham flare, this was something else.
"Hello, Professor Moxely," the fifth year Gryffindor greeted as he came to stand near where she sat. Sooooooo... not sport then, huh?... ”Hello Zeke.” Meredith smiled at the Gryffindor and then gestured for him to find a seat on whatever it is there was left to sit on. Standing was fine, of course, but they’d be chatting a little bit before getting to work. Quote:
Originally Posted by Callie "Melon!" Haddie cheered, greeting her other best friend. She shook her head though. "No, sadly. This just looks like one of the boring fenced off empty lots that people just toss trash into. The cool ones are the ones that have buildings or bridges or whatever on them, but they've been abandoned and are falling apart because no one's been in them or fixed them up for years and years." She grinned. Like that mall a few blocks from her home in LA. It had been damaged in an Earthquake and despite the sign on the fence outside of it saying it was being repaired, it never was. That had been incredible to explore. Until she was caught that was. "Moxxy, can we do an abandoned building theme next?"
Haddie waved at the boy Mel was calling over. "Hi, Ace." This child. Moxley got up from her tire and raised her eyebrows a little, wondering if she needed to ask the other professors about this girl. ”It’s Professor Moxley, Haddie. Professor.” Enough reminders on that, yes? ”And things have already been planned, I’m afraid. Perhaps I can loan you a book on the subject.” There were plenty of photography books that focused on that. It was interesting stuff to see. Quote:
Originally Posted by LestrangeRaven Raven felt enthusiastic with the muggle studies class, as soon he read the notice, he spruce his belonging and went to the class
He wore his favorite Tshirt, with his favorite band pictures in it, a pair of sneakers, a hoodie jacket and a jeans, he look like an ordinary muggle now
As soon he arrived, he try to find a place to sit in a very crowded place filled with bucket and other stuffs..
He try to find the professor and when he does, he greet the professor
"Hello, Professor" he smile ”Hello there, Raven!” Walking towards the door now, Moxley smiled briefly at the boy and got ready to close it. The last of the group would be pouring in any second, she was sure. Quote:
Originally Posted by WeasleyGirl Entering the Muggle Studies classroom was a bit odd. Hugo stared at everything. Why was it all...messy? Well, he was sure it involved some activity because then they wouldn't have been asked to wear clothes that didn't mind to get dirty. And yeah he was kind of excited so he was wearing pretty comfortable clothes, some old jeans and a black t-shirt. Simple but nice.
"What's up, Professor...Headmistress?" said Hugo with a smile. He wasn't sure on how to address Moxley. So, why not both? Heh. ”Hello, Hugo.” Professor Headmistress was an interesting combination and fitting, she’d decided. She could work with that, yes. ”Why don’t you try and find some place to sit.” Quote:
Originally Posted by RandomRaven One thing that she loved from Muggle studies class, school uniforms weren't that necessary. Moxley always allowed them to wear any kind of comfortable outfit, as long as it's still appropriate. The young lioness decided to put on her track pants, along with the black converse and her ultimate favorite Chelsea football jersey because... why not? She also put on a beanie hat to cover her long brunette hair.
Entering the classroom, the young lioness noticed that it looked like... one of the abandoned alley around her neighborhood. It's look creepy, and strange. "Good day, Headmistress." She smiled at the woman. "Are we gonna fight with some punk kids who like to bother hopeless people around?" Well, maybe not. Ava chose to take a seat near Olly. "Hey, have you talked to her about Noelle?" Suddenly she asked. She remembered that he wanted to ask the headmistress about her leaving. What was with all the questions about fighting? Merlin! Moxley was starting to wonder if she should be concerned about these guys. Or well, more concerned about them than she usually was. ”No fighting in school, dear.” Though giving out detentions had been fun… Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger The directive to wear clothing they didn’t mind getting dirty was only partly ignored by Brooklyn, as she’d made her way to Muggle Studies. For once, she’d actually been dressed nearly casually, in dark leggings, a loose t-shirt and a denim jacket, but she still had a pair of ballet flats on. It was sort of dressy casual, but she was still prepared for whatever was going to happen. That and she had her hair up in a messy crown braid. It was harder to accomplish by herself than she’d thought when her mother had given her one years ago. Either way, her hair was up and she was ready.
She still had walked into the classroom with her head held high, ignoring the fact the classroom looked like a dingy alleyway back home. That wasn’t exactly unexpected, considering the Transfiguration classroom had often been transformed into something else when they’d had Professor Bellaire. Expecting the unexpected should have been normal to everyone, except for maybe the first years.
Either way, she’d given Professor Moxley a smile, heading for the tire on which Hady was perched. “Hello Professor Moxley,” she said, only taking a moment to wonder if she should have addressed her as headmistress. It hadn’t seemed to be a big deal, so she’d just continued on her way, sitting next to Hady on the tire and settling her bag at her feet. ”Hello there.” Ballet flats weren’t exactly Moxley’s idea of sensible footwear but she was sure the Slytherin would be just fine. She’d made sure that none of the trash scattered about was sharp enough to injure because Merlin knew if Hogwarts kids had the opportunity to get hurt in some way or another, they would. Quote:
Originally Posted by Stefan Jace didn’t like the idea of getting dirty in any of his classes, BUT, if he’s going to learn so much from the lesson today, he won’t mind getting himself, and his clothes soiled. He supposed it can be reversed by a good old bath, and lots of cleaning spell. The tiny Ravenclaw stepped into the classroom, and stepped back twice, obviously surprised by the setup. It wasn’t an ordinary classroom, definitely, and it looked...so dirty. Jace cringed at what he saw, and gently slapped his face with his right hand to get his act together.
Slowly, he entered the room, and immediately spotted the Headmistress. With a relaxed grin, Jace scuttled toward her, and gave her a bow. “Hello Professor Moxley.” The half-Japanese said. Upon closer observation, the woman meant business today. She was, after all, wearing her hair in a ponytail. With a nod, he looked around the room and saw his fellow Ravenclaws. He immediately spotted familiar faces, particularly Azura, Esme, Ava, and Scarlett. Jace gave them a nod and a wave. The tiny Ravenclaw then took a seat near Rachel, and gave her a discreet wave since she’s with another girl. Jace’s brown eyes shifted from Rachel to her companion (Mel), and gave her a polite nod and grin too.
Hello, person! ”Hello, Jace!” What an adorable Ravenclaw. Moxley just hoped he wasn’t too freaked out by the look of the room because he certainly looked it. Quote:
Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE Tory had wondered why they had to wear clothes they wouldn't mind getting dirty. He took extra precaution in case they were going to have to get really messy by getting his hair in braids today instead of his typical puffy fro.
Then he walked into class...or well, um...a really gross looking lot of sorts. He noticed all the others in class sitting on tires, and buckets and spotted the Headmistress not to far off doing the same. He waved to here. "Hi Missus Professor Headmistress Moxley" Very uncertain of what her title actually was.
The young lion snagged a bucket near some other students, and sat down. Professor Headmistress. Heh. She was actually quite enjoying that by now. ”Hello there!” And welcome. Quote:
Originally Posted by Poolicious The truth is she prefer to wear comfortable clothes during the lesson. SO when Moxley said they need to wear comfortable clothes, she's more than happy to do so but she also said 'didn't mind getting dirty'. That part she's not looking forward too. When the Prefect entered the classroom, she understood why the Professor had to add the getting dirty part. The classroom looked like an abandon city. What's going on here?
"Hello, Professor." She greeted the Professor with a curt nod. She was glad that Moxley didn't put that high fives rules again this term. No more weird rules. “Hello, Candice.” The professor smiled at the Gryffindor prefect and waited for her to take a seat. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo He was sharing this tire with Davie, yup. Decked in muggle stuff, big 'ole smile on his face and the most chipper greeting offered to the Professor. "Have a feeling it's gonna be another brilliant class, Professor." And he wasn't just buttering her up, Blaise Bellaire genuinely liked any class that told him to forsake his wand. Just so happened this one did it the most and the most extensively. It was amazing.
"Scowl any harder and your face will freeze that way." He commented lightly to his friend as he looked around the place. It kinda looked like one of those places his mum would never let him visit on his own.
See? Muggle Studies took them PLACES.
Vaguely, he heard Ava asking Olly about Noelle and he was kinda wondering the same. N’aw, one of her favorite ickles. Moxley knew you weren’t meant to PLAY favorites but she’d never been one to follow the rules. ”I have a feeling you’re right, Blaise,” She said with a smile. Not to toot her own horn or anything but…TOOT TOOT. Quote:
Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy Bentley had forgotten his book bag and was almost half way to class when he realized that he was journeying awfully light. The twelve year old had to turn all the way back to get it, and it got worse when the staircase changed on him, causing him to take the long way round.
He sighed when he finally made it to the classroom and realized that class hadn't started yet...
Hell....it wasn't even class.....
He shrugged, too relieved about being early to even care about the dingy environment.
He walked over to where Tenacious was doing something and eyed the boy curiously.
"Erm.....what are you doing?" Bentley got a nod from Moxley as he entered the classroom. His question to his classmate was always one that was on the muggle studies professor’s mind but she was more curious than anything else so she allowed the curly haired boy’s work to continue for now. Quote:
Originally Posted by PhoenixRising Muggle studies was definitely one of the subjects that Tia considered to be easy, mostly because she grew up in muggle society, with her father being muggle and all. Not to mention that Moxley had an interesting take on the subject and her lessons never seemed to be a bore. When the notice about today's lesson had said comfortable clothing, Tia had expected something active such as playing a muggle sport, but once again, Moxley surprised her.
She did not expect to be standing in an abandoned city lot filled with overturned tires and buckets and graffiti on the walls. Standing there with with yoga pants and sneakers and a Ravenclaw T-Shirt, Tia was grateful she had least remembered the comfortable clothes. Even if they wouldn't be playing a sport, it seemed they would be active in a different way, so being comfortable was definitely well-advised as Moxley had indicated.
"Good day, Headmistress Moxley," Tia beamed at the woman as she deliberated where to sit a moment. "Congrats on your promotion, by the way," Because she hadn't yet had the opportunity to say as such to the newly promoted interim head. Now, where to sit. She guessed one of the overturned buckets was as good as any... though the tires did look mighty comfy too . . . ”Hello, Head Girl.” Ms. Mancini received a smile and then was ushered towards the rest of the group. If she’d known what the Ravenclaw was thinking, Moxley would’ve suggested a tired. Good makeshift seats, those were. Quote:
Originally Posted by lemon The headmistress was teaching a class— a clear indication to Dima that he needed to avoid dozing off in this lesson period. While he used to sleep in Muggle Studies when he was younger (it was usually awfully boring), Moxley never disappointed. He was sure he'd have no trouble, or at least not as much of a struggle as in Arithmancy, staying awake.
His suspicions were reaffirmed upon his entry into the room. Uhhhh.... this was not the norm, right? He wasn't the only one looking around in a lot of confusion, was he? Why did it smell like burning rubber?
Trying to keep his cool (however much he had in the first place, lulz), Dima greeted the professor and then pulled up the least rusty bucket he could find and made himself at home. Confused Ravenclaw was confused and the headmistress couldn’t help but smile at the boy’s reaction. ”Hello, Dmitriy,” She greeted cheerfully. Hopefully he wouldn’t be confused for too long. Quote:
Originally Posted by VRSCIKA When Ilia walked into the classroom, she was immediately second guessing having not dropped this class. Really, she only passed it because of Henric. The 'classroom' looked like a dismal trash heap and her pretty face went from stoic to a slight frown. Sweet Circe, what was this? She was glad that she headed the comfortable clothes part. A plain pair of black jeans, a black and green plaid checkered long sleeve with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of black boots. Her long hair was braided back so that it stayed out of her way. "Good Morning, Headmistress." She nodded her head with her customary bow as she stood somewhat farther into the classroom. Sorry, she was NOT getting rusty bucket butt or getting her butt stuck into a tire either. No no, she was standing for this. Rusty bucket butt just....the thought appalled her. And the last of the bunch. ”Just in time, Ilia. Come on in.” They were starting now, did she know? Bringing two fingers to her mouth, Moxley whistled to call everyone to attention. "Alright, you lot. We're getting started now so let's put all conversation on pause for just a bit." She smiled, walking towards the middle of the room. "And Mr. Salander, while I'm quite curious about what you're trying to accomplish over there, you'll have to continue after we've done some work. Please do use that tire as a seat, though." Probably more comfortable than standing, which she'd noticed some of her students opted to do. Their choice so she'd make no comment on that.
"As many of you have noticed, today's lesson is not taking place in our typical classroom setting. What I want you all to do right now is to imagine you live in an environment like this. Imagine that each day you walk by this on your way to school. You see it when you walk your pet or go out for a run. Maybe you're forced to play in a lot like this because where you live doesn't have an area for recreational activities..." She paused, letting them visualize a life like this in their minds. "Now I'd like each of you to tell me how living in a place like this would make you feel." From the looks on many of the faces as the kids entered the room earlier, she was going to guess unsafe.
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