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Text Cut: Daisy Quote:
Originally Posted by Ginevra  Daisy was still looking at Professor Marchand with concern as she raised her hand at the professor's question. "Bluebell flames are waterproof because they don't rely on fuel to burn. Incendio is like lighting a fire the way Muggles do, thus making it reliable on fuel and dangerous to the touch."
Daisy's look of concern did not go unnoticed, and a fresh pang of guilt gripped Gaston's heart for worrying her. Luckily, he saw her hand go up, and her answer gave him a momentary distraction from his sadness. "Very good, Miss Swann," he said, giving her an approving nod.
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Originally Posted by Kolyander Rylee blinked in surprise her eyes widening alarm at the commotion. She hadn't seen the entire incident and therefore was unsure of how Derf had managed to burn his foot but everyone offering to help and Maddie going to alert the Healer was enough. Rylee sent him a look that basically said 'she hoped he was alright'. The professor had it taken care of already so there was no reason to offer any help though she had wanted to do so.
Then there was Marchand who looked like he needed to go back to bed. Was he ill? He sounded like it when he spoke. Why hadn't he simply changed the day of the lesson so he could get some rest.. or have the lesson inside so he wasn't out in the cold? All these things crossed her mind leaving her unable to keep practicing the charm before the lesson moved on. At least she had done so already and knew that she could.
Raising her hand she gave an answer. "Bluebell flames are safe to touch or hold on the palm of your hand. You can't do that with incendio since the flames are much stronger and will burn you." A simple answer, yes, but an answer all the same.
Was Gaston imagining things or did Rylee seem a bit distracted during the practice? Or maybe he was the one distracted instead. Oh well, no time to think about that now. He called on the girl as soon as he saw her hand, listening intently as she too mentioned the difference in the flames' ability to be touched. "Yes, that's true. Thank you, Miss Prichard," he said.
Text Cut: Daniel Quote:
Originally Posted by debpetrisor Differences between bluebell flames and Incendio? Bluebell flames were simply awesome,
and Incendio was boring, if Daehyun were honest. And bluebell flames were a lot less dangerous, too.
He raised his hand. "Bluebell flames are cold, Incendio flames are hot. Bluebell ones are blue, the others fiery red. I'd say they're polar opposites. As for similarities? "And they're... both fire conjuring spells? I mean... they're different, but at the same time similar because it's just fire?" He was confused. They're were both conjuring fire... hot and cold fire.
Gaston saw another hand in the air and called on Daniel. A small smile formed on his lips as he listened to the boy's answer. "A very thorough answer, Mr. Yoon," he said with an approving nod. "Thank you."
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Originally Posted by Birchwoodmom Thankful that Derf seemed to be doing better and that Professor Marchand wasn't angry with her, she finally took a moment to hear the words Derf had said. She did make a bluebell flame! She tried not to let the excitement over having actually casting the spell show on her face, didn't want to seem rude since she had just burned another student, but she was absolutely giddy inside.
Once she finished her little internal celebration, she cast a worried look towards Professor Marchand. He did not look well, at all. In fact he looked down right horrid. There had to be something seriously wrong with the man. In addition to his languid appearance, he wasn't acting his normal self. "Sir, you really don't look well." She picked up her wand and said "Flammae Caeruleum!" this time extra carefully and landing the little flame firmly inside of the jar, then took it over to the professor. "Maybe warm yourself up a bit and you will feel better?" She gave him a timid smile, then returned to her seat.
When it was time to answer the next question, she held her hand up for her turn to speak. "Sir, the bluebell flame should be less dangerous." She let a little nervous giggle escape "but indendio is very dangerous since it's hot and will burn anything that fuels it."
Gaston sat slumped on the bench, sadly mulling over the accident. His head jerked up as Emmalyn spoke, and he blinked in reply to her words, Did he really look as bad as he felt? Before he could react, the girl was giving him a jar of bluebell flames. His breath caught in his throat, but luckily a well-timed fit of coughing masked it. Acts of kindness never failed to touch his heart, but his already heightened emotional state multiplied the effect 100 times. He had to turn away for a moment, pressing a hand to his eyes. Good Godric Gryffindor, these kids were going to turn him into a blubbering mess before class was over!
"Th-thank you, Miss Walsh," he said once he'd found his voice, too overwhelmed to remember to award house points for her kindness. He clutched the jar in a vice grip so tight, he was surprised it didn't shatter . "I do feel a bit better." Well, the warmth soothed his body, but there was nothing she could do for his heart. None of them could; they just didn't understand.
He was still grappling with his mounting emotions as answers to the question came in. He saw Emmalyn's hand go up and listened to her answer, nodding in reply. "Very true, Miss Walsh," he said. "An incendio spell with poor intentions or execution can be extremely dangerous indeed, but there are some magical fire safety precautions we can take to make it less so." He would cover those in more detail in a minute.
Text Cut: Chloe & Maddie Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga How could she not beam at the older girls especially when they were telling her good job. She was on cloud nine getting help from them both. This was amazing and fun. Though she still hadn't actually done anything. So out her wand came and she tried to think about the spell. "Flammae Caeruleum"
Looking at the jar she huffed a bit, but knew she probably wasn't going to get it to do anything on the first or maybe five hundredth time. Chloe was determined though and she was going to get this.
Just as she put her wand up again, she heard a strained voice coming from the professor and set her wand down quickly. Grabbing her notebook she listened. What was the difference?
Did she even know?
She looked around at the older kids answering and looked back at her notes, "One is blue and one is red?"
Could that be? Quote:
Originally Posted by Anna Banana Maddie returned the professor's nod of acknowledgment. Hopefully the Healer would turn up soon, and it not, hopefully the burn paste would work its magic. She turned her attention to the question that had just been asked then listened as her classmates pretty much sprouted out everything she already knew. MERLIN. They were fast! It'd be hard to come up with something different to say at this point.
The most obvious answers had already been said, so Maddie tried to think about something not so obvious. Finally, her hand rose into the air. "You can also tell the difference between them by their colors," she said. "Bluebell flames are...well--blue. Incendio produces orange and red flames."
...and just as she said that, she realized the kid just before her had said the exact same thing. Bummer.
Chloe's hand was the next one Gaston saw, and he called on the young Ravenclaw. Her answer got a small smile from the professor, but before he could reply, he saw Maddie's hand in the air, and she too mentioned the color of the flames in her answer. Well, great minds think alike, right? He gave each of the girls an approving nod. "Too right you are, Miss McCarthy and Miss Kemp!" he said.
Text Cut: Ronan Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Honestly, Ronan didn't practice the charm as much as he probably should have. But then again, he already knew it anyway, thanks to being a seventh year. So when Professor Marchand moved the lesson on, he simply extinguished the flames and listened. And didn't really have anything to add, since the main differences had already been said and there were only so many ways to say the same thing without it getting boring.
So, instead of answering, he cast the charm again. What, it was cold out here.
Gaston's bright blue eyes darted in Ronan's direction. He noticed that the Head Boy had chosen to continue practicing the bluebell flames rather than answer the question. An eyebrow raised slightly, but he said nothing about it. While it was a tad unexpected, he wasn't that fussed about it. At least he was doing something relaed to the lesson, even if he had nothing to say at the moment!
Text Cut: Derf & Penelope Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Derf was watching Emmalyn carefully, though his eyes were soft and affectionate, hoping that she didn't...well...spiral out of control like he often did with these sorts of things. But...she seemed to be okay - better than okay, even - which brought quite the smile to his face and then his own attention was back on his own jar containing the lopsided bluebell flame. Maybe someday...hopefully before OWLs.
At least he knew that he COULD perform the spell and produce something, which was more he could say than his patronus.
Derf was about to give the spell another go when the professor moved things along somewhat. "Um...well...bluebell flames take on more of a definite form on their own," he noted as he glanced as his own jar. "Like...it's more able to maintain itself too? Incendio we use to light burners and stuff...but it doesn't hold a shape and can't sustain itself..."
Aaaaaaaand then the healer was here. Sweet Scamander.
Derf sunk a little lower in his seat and pulled the hood of his robes over his head in a completely mature attempt to make himself look inconspicuous - which of course had the entirely opposite effect.
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Originally Posted by Penelope Macmillan Penelope had tried to keep up with the Hufflepuff but her older legs quickly had her falling behind, finally though she reached charms class and entered to look around
Bluebell flames. Of course. Surely Professor Marchand had some burn paste on hand though yeah? Especially for a lesson that dealt with fire? She approached the Professor who himself looked like he needed something and gave him a smile.
“I have been summoned? What can I do for you sugar?” She said as she put a hand to her blonde hair and tried to smooth some of the strands that had come dislodged during her brief run to the charms classroom.
Gaston had to bow his head to hide the concern in his eyes as he called on Derf. Here was an answer he hadn't heard yet; he was impressed... well, as impressed as it was possible to be with everything else weighing on his mind. "That's a good point, Mr. Ashbury-Hawthorne," he said with a barely perceptible smile. "Thank you for your answer."
He noticed the Hufflepuff prefect sinking down in his seat and pulling his hood up, and he knew Penelope must've arrived, even before he heard her speak. He rose from the bench,approaching the Healer. "Thank you for coming so quickly, Penelope," he said, looking at her with sad eyes that looked like they might fill with tears at any moment, eyes that reflected all the guilt in his heart.
His voice dropped to avoid drawing unnecessary attention - and to keep Penelope from hearing it break - as he explained the situation, "M-mr. Ashbury-Hawthorne had his toe b-burned by a rogue bluebell flame. I gave him burn paste and tried to bandege the area, but i'd feel better if you had a look at it, j-just in case it's more serious than it looks." He had to turn away as a sudden bought of coughing wracked his body.
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When all answers to the question had been given and the healer addressed, Gaston spoke to the class as a whole again, "Great job, class! I see you know the basic similarities and differences between the bluebell flames and incendio, but just to recap..." Merlin, he was regretting his decision to hold the lesson outside now! Aside from the cold, a blackboard would be really useful right now! Well, he supposed he'd just have to make do with that he had. With a wave of his wand, words appeared in the air:
Quote: Bluebell Flames
- blue in color
- burns cold; may be touched
- Self-sustaining; needs no fuel source
- definite form
Incendio
- Orange/red in color
- burns at a high temperature; dangerous to handle
- requires outside fuel source
- free form With a flick of his wand, he revealed a large crate of firewood hidden under a disillusionment charm near his feet. He summoned a few logs, neatly stacking them in front of him."In a few moments, you'll be using these logs to make your own fire, but before you even attempt incendio, be sure to cast a flame freezing charm on yourself! This will keep the fire from burning you..." He drew his wand. "Cast by waving your wand above your head and using the incantation 'Glacignis'; a successful spell will produce a white light." He waved his wand around his head, and a white light appeared as he said the incantation.
"T-to cast incendio," he went on, hoping no one notice the slight tremor in his voice. "move your wand in a flame shape, sort of like an open-bottomed teardrop..." He demonstrated the wand movement. "...and say the incantation." That didn't bear repeating, did it? Gaston took a deep shuddery breath. Time to cast the spell... no turning back now. His hand wobbled as he raised his wand, and he hesitated. He could count on one hand the number of times he'd successfully cast incendio; he hoped his magic wouldn't fail him now, with his entire class watching! Then he remembered that every time he'd cast that spell in the past, he'd been angry... so all he had to do was make himself angry now! He thought back on how he'd let a student get hurt on his watch again, allowing the self-loathing to crash over him, and...
"Incendio!" Red-orange flames shot out of his wand and engulfed the logs in front of him,. The hand that wasn't wrapped around his wand gripped the edge of the bench so tight, his knuckles turned white. It was taking every bit of self-restraint he had not to jump up and back away from the fire! Did everybody see that demonstration? Good, then he could put the fire out now. Barely seconds after he'd ignited the logs, he waved his wand again to extinguish the fire. He was glad that was over!
"Come up and get a few logs; these logs are enchanted with a fire containment charm so they won't ignite anything else in the surrounding area. Arrange them in a neat pile -be sure to SPREAD OUT! - and don't forget to cast a flame freezing charm on yourself BEFORE starting your fire, and remember 'Extinguo' if you need to put it out. You have the rest of class to practice the flame freezing charm and Incendio, starting... NOW!"
OOC: Sorry for the delay in posting! I lost & had to rewrite half of this post.  Anyway, activity time! First, have your charrie practice the flame freezing charm on his/herself; then use incendio to start a fire using the logs. You may work in groups or alone, but every person must attempt both spells for full credit. If you need help/have questions, indicate in the title of your post, and Gaston and I will get back to you asap. You have ABOUT 4 DAYS (7 AM EDT June 20) for this activity. 
Also, anyone who has done something kind for Gaston or someone else and not yet been promised house points, we're not ignoring you/playing favorites. It's just slipped Gaston's mind in his current emotional state. 
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