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|  ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Big Lucas! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by kayquilz  Okay, so they were technically different! Good to know. Lucas wouldn't pretend to be an expert about technology stuff. He merely used phones and computers to the best of his ability, honestly.
But now...all they have to do was push a button? He shot the professor a slightly...??? what??? look because they were more than capable of doing that without needing all this time in the world to do it. Who would need clarification on PUSHING A BUTTON? He snorted to himself and did indeed push the button. His computer did the booting up thing. These computers must be kinda' old. Maybe. Again, Lucas really didn't know. He used his phone when he was at home more than a computer anyway, and the most he used of technology was actually on his various gaming systems.
And no offense, but the explanation of this thing was annoying Lucas. Like...HE USED COMPUTERS BEFORE. HE KNEW HOW IT WORKED. HE KNEW WHAT A BLOODY ICON WAS.
Take a step back, buddy....some of these guys might have literally never seen a computer in their lives. Wizardfolk are all different. Don't be so rude about it ---
but like this is EASY --
Okay, well, patience. PATIENCE, LUCAS.
The two oppositions on his shoulders seemed to be having conversation.
He clicked on the Chrome icon and gave it a minute to load. Damn, these computers really were old. He looked up at Professor Stewart and raised his hand. "Professor, we should hold a fundraiser for you. These things are like dinosaurs. I have a better laptop at home.......Hogwarts shouldn't have to deal with this!" he smiled though, his tone gentle and non-provoking. Professor Stewart was NOT a professor he had to be nervous around or scared of. She was chill. Plus, a fundraiser could be fun! He fingered the keys and typed random things in the search bar while he waited for Stewart to go on. He wondered if Hogwarts had anything blocked. Like...muggle schools did sometimes? Hm. He didn't wanna' test it.
He typed, "voice actors from Attack on Titans Anime #1" because the remake had been AWESOME and Lucas wanted to see the ancient original from the early 2000s. Like 20someting or other. And he was getting bored waiting for everything. But once Stewart started moving on, he got his way back to Google home page. But then....she literally said to search something. So uh...he went back to searching for what he had been searching BEFORE. This was so easy. Why was Muggle Studies so chill?
The woman peered at Lucas’s screen after he grabbed her attention. No problems... that was good. A fundraiser? “That’s definitely a wonderful idea!’’ She was very much into it and wondered if they could indeed PLAN ITtogether... “Are you interested in spearheading this?’’
SPOILER!!: Natalie! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by sarahlooo Natalie had finished the previous "activity" quite quickly and had time to look around at all the other students. She was, uhh... surprised... to see how many were struggling with simple tasks. And how many of these compooters were so OLD and slow. Like her mum's.
Hmm, anyway, time to move on.
Natalie had luck with her computer so far. As per the instructions, Natalie moved her mouse to the search bar, but she moved it too fast and the cursor flew off the screen, and then she overcorrected it and it flew off the other side. So she moved it sloooowly and finally got it in the box.
Click.
Now... what to search for. She had the world at her fingertips. She could search for ANYTHING.
Natalie wiggled her fingers for a moment before punching each key with her two pointer fingers.
" m o o n c a l v e s "
Naturally there would be pages of information about mooncalves since there were witches and wizards that frequented the internet. It was a good thing that Muggles didn’t believe in the creatures. Mostly...
Also, the word ‘mooncalf’ technically meant a foolish person and referred to an unfortunate event of fetuses.
SPOILER!!: Sterling! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by lazykitty Turning the computer on, Archer had already done before the lesson started. So, it was a simple matter to move the mouse over so that the cursor was on the Chrome button (a browser she disliked, by the way) and double-click. Of course, it took a bit for that to start (how ancient were these computers?), but it did start. From there, it was a simple matter to find the indicated box (at least they hadn't had to type the address, right?), click on it and......
She had no clue what she wanted to search for.
Sterling’s search box was still blank. “Perhaps you can try searching for something you love, Ms. Calrissian,’’ was the suggestion. Of course, it was accompanied with a warm smile.
SPOILER!!: Stasya! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger As she’d wondered once again if she’d get in trouble for looking up Animagus things during class, since she guessed they were going to be doing something or other with the Google page open on the computer, Stasya had been startled at hearing Professor Stewart’s question. “Can I tell you after the lesson?,” she asked in response. Mostly because she didn’t want to risk getting heard by the wrong people, even though she’d started being suspicious about how much the headmaster actually knew about everything that happened around the castle. She hadn’t gotten asked about the letters she sent nearly daily to Professor Hirsch, but there was still the question of the notebooks and how he knew if she was punishing rulebreakers or not. Basically, it was easier just to hope that the Muggle Studies professor had precautions set up and tell her what had distracted her privately.
Plus, there was the distraction now of the many Google pages that had opened up on Derf’s computer next to her. She’d had to bite her lip to hold back a giggle, thankful the activity had moved on so she could occupy herself with something else. Aside from still thinking of the computer mouse as not-a-real-mouse, while she used it to click on the little text box.
“Animagus training” Sometimes it paid to be a little reckless, and there was still always the possibility nothing would show up.
Kay’s head tilted to the side in curiosity. “Of course you may. Whatever you say will stay between us.’’ There was a nod of encouragement to the Gryffindor. She peered at the words in the search box. “I’m not sure if you’ll find anything relating to that.’’
SPOILER!!: Dae! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by debpetrisor Now, the real question was, has his computer booted up? Sure, it made weird grumbling noises, and air seemed to whoosh from somewhere within it, too. Then the writing on the screen disappeared, and next he was faced with all these icons on the top of the desk - that's what professor Stewart had called it, right?
Once he'd located the House icon... did he need to move the thing that didn't quite resemble a mouse? Oh. Oh. The small arrow moved as he moved the mouse, how fantastic was that! Daehyun clicked and then clicked again and... nothing opened. The icon became highlighted, however, so at least he'd targeted it.
Click. Click. Nothing. Wasn't he clicking fast enough?
Clickity-click.
And BOOM. The screen turned white in the beginning, then the computer made all those grumbling noises once again, and eventually he saw the Google thing. Could he search for anything?
... anything?
It had taken him a while to locate all the letters, but finally, he typed in, A-C-R-O-M-A-N-T-U-L-A, and hit the enter button.
There are no results for
acromantula Check your spelling or try different keywords.
... well that was no fun.
Ah, acromantulas. Kay was not surprised to see there were no results. “Go ahead and try something else, Mr. Yoon.’’
SPOILER!!: Derf! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Wait...what had Jessa done to her computer? Peering around things as best he could, he KNEW what that screen was. Or, well, he was pretty sure he knew what it was. Kinda ironic that she had the blue screen of death and now had to, you know, revive the computer. Least everyone knew she was good at doing that sort of thing, bringing things back from the dead and stuff. Though he had gained a kind of fondness for her kneazles, it all still...caused a violent chill to shoot up and down his body. On top of that...he felt bad for thinking about his friend in such sarcastic terms sooooooo back to his own screen it was and all the...er...well all 36 of whatever these things were called.
And just in time for Professor Stewart to stroll on by and...not blame him? That was nice of her because, well, there was no one else to blame but him, you know? He had been the one doing the clicking, excessive amounts of it at that. "Er...yeah..." he chuckled boyishly, ruffling his hair a bit as he nodded and...started closing those one by one with a click on the tiny little 'x' like he had seen done on muggle TV shows. Following the next set of instructions, Derf took pause trying to think about just WHAT to search for. It was a bit daunting, you know? Anything in the world to type in and hit send to see what popped up and stuff...
Eventually, after a few painfully long minutes of thinking and drawing blanks, the Hufflepuff settled on going with something familiar: his name. Hunting and pecking with his index fingers, he sluggishly typed his name (Derfael Ashburry-Hawthorne) into the search box thingy and clicked search. And, to no one's surprise, he came up with nothing under his own name...though there were a fair few people with the name Ashburry-Hawthorne listed on some CallerNameService site. Whatever that was. He was hardly curious enough to click on those to see where it took him. Instead, Derf went back - or rather clicked on one of the other tabs for a clean slate....and considered typing in another name. So back to hunting and pecking it was until he had finished typing a second name....and hit send again: Julian Scrimgeour.
Derf was a bit afraid she was going to blame him? Kay wouldn’t. If she had proper equipment, then there would be no problem like some of the kiddos were experiencing. Anyway, after checking to make sure that Derf had performed his first search, she strode over to the next kiddo. She missed him searching for the Head Dictator.
SPOILER!!: Abra! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir Hold on. The desktop? But it looked nothing like a desk. How did muggles not get confused between actual desktops and computer ones? His expression nonplussed, Abra took in what the 'desktop' looked like, calling back vague memories of the one and only other time he had been at a computer. Then, they had been at this stage for approximately 0.287372 seconds before moving on, and Abra could see why. The 'desktop' was... not interesting.
When the next set of instructions were given, Abra just sort of... sat there for a moment. Okay... 'chrome icon' first. That was easy to locate, as there wasn't exactly much to look through in order to find it. Then Abra took hold of the mouse - funny name for it, really, it didn't look anything like a mouse - and moved it to point at the right icon. Sort of. There was a bit of acclimatising required first as it initially took him a moment to locate the arrow on the screen, and then found it moved a LOT faster than he had been expecting it to. Once he had got to grips with it, he manoeuvred the arrow to the chrome icon and clicked it twice.
... Nothing. Errr.
Abra took a quick glance around the room to see how everyone else had managed this step, and if he was missing anything. Some others were clicking a whole lot more than twice, so he decided that was what he would do. Turning his attention back to the screen, and leaning maybe a little closer than he needed to, he used the mouse to make the arrow hover over the chrome icon again and--
"AgH!" Maybe he was of the wrong disposition for using computers. All of a sudden the screen had flashed white and caused Abra to jolt in surprise and quickly fling himself back away from the machine, only just managing to stay in his seat... only to find that all that had happened was that the screen had changed. He supposed this was the 'page' Professor Stewart had mentioned (though there wasn't a single book in sight). Uhhhh, anyway. Ahem. "I'm fine. I'm fine." He was fine.
So this was a Google then? Interesting...?
On Professor Stewart's say-so, Abra moved the mouse again and clicked inside that long rectangle, squinting at the small flashing line that appeared there once he had done so. The professor hadn't mentioned anything about flashing lines; had he managed to break it already? He couldn't remember for his life of him whether this had happened all those years ago at his friends' computer.
Deciding to just... pretend that the flashing line wasn't happening, Abra tried to think of a topic to research, but his mind had gone completely blank. It was a while before his thoughts strayed to where they usually did when his mind wandered or looked for a distraction.
Looking down at the keyboard, Abra began to slowly and painstakingly type - using the index finger on each hand only - 'C-U-T-E-C-A-T-S'. Space bar? Don't know her.
The exclamation caught Kay’s attention just in time for her to see Abra hastily pushing himself away from the computer. Goodness! Had the monitor caught fire or something? She soon found herself standing beside the boy. However, she could see nothing wrong and she looked down at Abra is puzzlement. He was fine but... “What startled you, Mr. Botros?’’
SPOILER!!: Julian. Quote:
Originally Posted by Julian Scrimgeour Kaysha Stewart was on his list, among a few others. And Scrimgeour's list was not a place someone wanted to be.
Without giving any indication ahead of time that he would be making an appearance in the middle of the lesson, the old man quietly made his way through the door of the Muggle Studies classroom and took in the sight before him, making sure not to make eye contact with the woman. He was there to observe for a specific purpose, and that was exactly what he was doing. But to those who knew not of his purpose, he was sure it would raise the question of what he was doing there.
Mentally taking notes, he watched as the students stared at the oddly shaped screens in front of them. From where he stood in the back of the room, he could make out the word Google and even some of the things that they were searching into it...
Needless to say, Scrimgeour was not impressed. Was this what Muggle Studies had succumbed to? What a pity. What a pity indeed.
No doubt being stealthy was something Scrimgeour was good at (WHY DIDN'T HIS METAL ARM MAKE SQUEAKY NOISES DAMMIT?) If she hadn’t seen the movement out of the corner of her eyes as she went to observe another student, Kay would not have known he was there; not that it made any difference to her. It made sense that he would want to check on her and a few other select Professors. Well, let him observe away.
Holding herself to her full height and pointedly ignoring Scrimgeour and his erinaceous behaviour, the woman continued to carry on her lesson.
SPOILER!!: Benji! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by awakemysoul "Yes!" Benji enthusiastically answered Professor Stewart's question of whether he was having fun. "This looks so cool!"
He twirled the mouse over to the box they were meant to be typing in and clicked it. Hmm... What to search for? He wondered how his parents were doing -- he hadn't heard from them in a bit, though that was normal -- so he tried typing in "mum and dad" and clicking search.
However... That took him to something that told him a lot about people who decidedly were not his parents. Had he done something wrong? Maybe he should look for their names, instead...? He frowned, concentrating hard on the task at hand. At least he was a fast typer. Something about his prior experience with computers was paying off!
Kay grinned. “I’m so glad to hear that.’’ With the topics she taught, they could be a hit or a miss with the students. Now she was observing as Benji typed. Wow. He was speedy!
SPOILER!!: Dorian! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Muggle studies had always been in his top classes and now that they were working with computers it was even better. Despite already knowing how to use the search engine, the Ravenclaw still moved his mouse across the screen and clicked it to open the internet.
Once he was on the google search engine, he stopped for a moment. What did he want to look up? Leaning back in his seat and looking around for inspiration, Dorian felt Ammonite move a bit in his pocket.
"oh!" he exclaimed and sat upright again and his fingers began to type out the words "Purple Frogs". And being the REBEL that he was, he didn't click on search or i'm feeling lucky and neither did he press the enter button. Instead, he clicked on 'images' and then clicked search.
He was not dissapointed when a cute purple flubber frogs appeared on the screen. Awesome!
Purple frogs. “They actually look rather adorable.’’ This was Kay’s observation. Truth be told, she was afraid of amphibians.
SPOILER!!: Josie! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by PuppySara Just... Look up whatever she wanted huh? Josie glanced at the screen again and smiled weakly, there wasn't much she actually did online, other than listen to music and put ideas together for outfits, many of which were for a first date... But it seemed like a good place to start at least.
Though... Now she couldn't help but wonder what kind of fashion she wanted to look up... After shuffling through a few ideas she finally settled on looking up dance dresses... Maybe if she was ever actually asked to a dance it would be a good starting place... Or if Taylor had her go to any more black tie affair parties with her she could talk her step mom into a dress she actually liked for once.
Josie smiled, deciding it would be the best and clicked the search box, simply typing in, formal violet dress for teens and went through searching the pictures that popped up to see if anything managed to catch her eye.
“I like that one,’’ Kay offered and pointed to one of the violet dresses that had popped up. It had a silver, strapless top while the violet bottom tastefully hung from the waist down to the ground.
SPOILER!!: Zoryn! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
"Actually Professor, I think the comfort would really help us open our minds up to the subject," that argument would've done much better in Divinations, but she wasn't about to ask Fletcher for anything comfortable seeing as that man was essentially Voldemort's long lost nephew. He invented uncomfortable. "The way I see it, it's worth a shot to try and see what happens." Felix!Shrug.
When the Gryffindor turned back to her desktop, it had finished booting up and took notice of the 'icons'. Rubbish bin to delete items. Straight forward enough. Why would she want to write that down?
She clicked on the circle with the house colors, WAY more than just twice. And suddenly her screen was FILLING UP like there was no tomorrow. Uh oh. She managed to figure out at that the X at the corner of the screen could help fix that issue and so she took care of it on her own. Look how smart she was.
Once she was down to just ONE google, she looked around the room to make sure hers looked right. This GOOGLE had TWO blue letters, TWO red letters, and one yellow and green. Like their magical house cup hourglasses, but more muggle. HOW DID IT KNOW THAT RAVENCLAW AND GRYFFINDOR WERE WINNING THE HOUSE CUP  :Whaa:
Zoryn was AMAZED.
She blinked for a few moments, trying to figure out how the google knew that ravenclaw and gryffindor were winning. And after nothing made sense, she decided to try typing. Which took a VERY long time. And ALL two of her index fingers.
She typed Z-O-R-Y-N S-P-I-N-N-E-T into the search bar and hit the google search button. Within .44 seconds she had about 53,000 results. And the first thing on the screen said "images for Zoryn Spinnet", so obviously she clicked on it.
But.
WAIT A MINUTE.
"Professor!!! None of these are me!"
Who were these fake Zoryn Spinnets and why were they trying to steal her identity?????
??????????????????????????????????
Also, she didn't even notice their headmasters appearance. There were bigger crisis to take care of. Like the fact that these fake Zoryns were UGLY and ruining her good name. Identity theft is not a joke, Jim!!!!
Kay had an open mind but she simply said, “That’s true. I will definitely think about it. Thank you for your suggestion.’’ She stuck around to check that Zoryn was able to close the many pages and to make a search... for herself. The woman bit back a laugh at the response from the kiddo. “I would think not. I doubt you ever signed up on any websites or put your pictures online?’’ Right? The questioning expression on her face made it clear she wanted this to be confirmed or denied. “Don’t worry, Ms. Spinnet. With the billions of humans on Earth, there’s bound to be many with your name.’’
SPOILER!!: Hanna! Quote:
Originally Posted by Jessiqua Everything Professor Stewart was saying pretty much got added to her parchment of notes. If she kept going this way, she'd have enough to make a small book! Not that it mattered, Hanna was an expert at note-taking. But on Computers, not so much. So of course she needed the easy step-by-step instructions, even just to turn it on, as some computers were different. Pushing the silver button as directed, Hanna waited a moment before it turned blue, and noises started. It was like a fan. But it was a noise that she heard throughout the classroom, so obviously not a bad sign.
As she waited, watching the computer do its things, she heard Professor Stewart say these computers were old.
OLD?
Hanna frowned, looking at them. They didn't look old. They looked way whizz-bang fancy, but that was probably just because she couldn't really remember what the computers she had used looked like. Further pointing out to the notes being available all day relieved the Ravenclaw. It would be good to come back a bit later, just to make sure she HAD written everything down correctly. Even taking another set of notes in case she lost these ones.
Icons.
Programmes.
Blink, blink.
Settings? Well, sure.
But Chrome? House colours? "Neat," Hanna said as she, with some lost muscle memory, placed her hand on the mouse and with slow awkward movements managed to hover the pointer over the icon. Rapidly click twice. Yes, she did that, and the screen changed. Hanna watched as Chrome opened up!
Professor Stewart game more information, but eMail? What was that? Like... a different way of getting letters to people? Huh. Those muggles really did think of everything. At least owls delivered things pretty quickly, but Hanna knew that there was another postage system out there. But the eMail was a new thing.
And now it was time to explore The WWW. Hanna, with the same slow and awkward movement of the mouse, put the capital I onto the rectangle box and had a think about what she was going to search. She chewed on one of her nails, thinking perhaps nails. She could research the fingernail. Indeed. Tucking her fingers in, so that just her index fingers were pointed out, she scanned the keyboard. From Q to P, and then down from A until she saw the letter F, which she pressed. Okay. Starting back up at Q, she moved her finger across until it saw I, which she pressed. Again, for the remaining eight letters she searched for them, pressed them, and searched again, until she had the word FINGERNAIL typed into the rectangle box.
A brief pause led her to the decision to press the 'I'm Feeling Lucky' box because, well, perhaps she was feeling lucky. And then on her page, she read the word 'Wikipedia' and commenced reading. Deciding that there was a lot of interesting information, Hanna pulled out a fresh piece of parchment, wrote Fingernails up the top, and jotted down a few dotpoints on the subject. She added some doodles, whilst using the little wheel on the mouse to move the page down. "Wow, this is so interesting!" It truly was! She even had to turn the piece of parchment over to have more room. She was so focused on her new project that she didn't even realise Headmaster Scrimgeour entered the room. Which was good, because she certainly would have broken her focus.
Hanna was another one of the kiddos that was not having any difficult time and finding everything interesting. “I’m glad you think so!” Fingernails was also an interesting topic to search for.
SPOILER!!: Josef! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Jó was still staring frantically around at the computers of other students, trying to determine why his had gone HAYWIRE when the Professor was talking to him. Something about one page, and a frozen computer? He touched the screen and the machine quickly - they were both WARM, not FROZEN and so he was even more confused.
Hand in the air, he waaaaaved it after Professor Stewart had given the next instructions. "Professssssoooooooor, how do I close ALLLL of these... Things?" he said, gesturing wildly at the million pages on his screen. He needed to search for Quidditch things!!!
When the door opened, he did turn ever so slightly to see who was LATE and if he could get a laugh at their misfortune, but his eyes were quickly back on his 'puter when he saw that it was the Headmaster.
Was Professor Stewart in trouble?!?!?
The waving hand caught her attention and Kay hurried to the little Gryffindor. She tried to reassure him. “Not to worry. That little ‘x’ on the top right-hand side. All the way to the top. When you move the arrow over it, it should turn red. Keep clicking on them until you have one page open.’’
SPOILER!!: Derf again! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Maybe something would pop up? An only case or leak into the muggle media like had happened time and time again in wizarding history...though he knew that was more than a bit optimistic and he would have better luck in the library looking up the Headmaster. Former Auror, right? Had to b something in the records somewhere...unless they were combing through the books and deeming what was and wasn't appropriate. Though it was still a bit too early to go into full blown ----
...........the man was HERE?!
Or, well, part of Derf wasn't surprised. It was only natural that the new headmaster would stop by lessons to evaluate things. It was nothing new to the sixth year who had had Board of Governors members in lessons the term after IMPS. So, really, Derf was trying his best NOT to stare right now and turned his attention back to his screen - the first hit being some movie page about some bloke named Bill Nighy - and quickly typed something else into the search box thingy. Hopefully...before the man saw? And since hunting and pecking was a thing when it came to typing, he went with something SHORT and quite literally the first thing that popped to mind - FROG.
Ah yes, there we were. Much better and less...suspicious looking. No, the sixth year was not breaking out into a sweat though he was ruffling his hair and trying SO hard not to let his imagination and conspiracy theories get the best of him.
But it was no secret that the headmaster did NOT like Professor Stewart and her him, hence all her small acts of defiance. And the Headmaster hadn't been in any other lessons yet, which was lucky for the Herbology professor he reckoned...given, well, things. So it was hard to ignore the way his stomach was tying in knots. What if...he was here to make another example of someone?
The hair ruffling did not go unnoticed to Kay. She thought that the Hufflepuff was just having a moment and thought of it as nothing more than that. Little did she know Derf was also randomly now searching for frogs.
SPOILER!!: Chloe! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin Oh, embarrassing. The professor caught her with her screen all broken. Chloe hurriedly closed a few of many many extra windows that she'd opened, until she'd closed them all. All of them. Sigh. So which one was it she... oh, the one with the house colors.
And this was GOOGLE. Not goggle? She'd been sure it was supposed to be goggle. "I'm fine now, thank you, Professor. I'm very fine indeed." The blank box was for typing some topic of interest, right? Chloe tried thestral, no results. She tried abraxan, no results. Maybe should stick to Muggle topics?
Oh! "Hi, Professor, sir! Do you want me to Gooooogle anything for you? We're so smart about our computers because of our very good Muggle Studies lessons, and I can now Goooooogle like an expert." That was obviously how you pronounced that word. "What shall we try? Maybe dress robes for formal Headmaster functions? I bet you have some good ones. Or maybe future careers for retired Headmasters? For when Headmistress Hawthorne comes back?" Helpful Chloes were helpful.
It made sense that the kiddos were noticing Scrimgeour. Kaysha, after checking that Chloe was back on track, had been moving to get to another student when Chloe addressed the Head. While very grateful for the support, the woman wanted to burst out laughing at the questions asked. Her lips twitched and she tried to hide it by turning to face the front of the class.
SPOILER!!: Jessa! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo It took a great deal of self control to not scowl as the Professor approached. It was obvious the computer wasn’t working but she’d been hoping to sort of cruise by without having to get much done. Now with Stewart actively telling her to fix it, she knew it wouldn’t be happening. The Ravenclaw nodded, indicating she understood the instructions and would be following them. She even turned the machine off and hit the button to turn it on once more.
As she waited for it to boot, she noticed the appearance of a certain Headmaster. The thing was, Jessa was sitting right at the back which put her a lot closer to the man than she typically liked.
Blue eyes kept going between him and her computer screen. Did she have to be on her best behaviour because he was here? Was she now required to pay attention and participate? Ugh. Merlin. Even worse, the screen was once again blue. Thankfully, the woman had already moved on to address the rest of the class. She remembered her saying she would have to pick a new computer if it didn’t work but not wanting to move.....Jessa.....slowly...cautiously reached for her wand..... The Head Girl waited until the woman was no longer looking in her direction before unholstering and nonverbally casting an illusion charm on her screen so it now mimicked what it was meant to.
Carefully, so as not to draw any attention to herself, she slipped her wand back into her holster then began moving the mouse as if it was doing any of the work. Again, her eyes drifted over to the man, hoping he hadn’t seen either and praying that if he had.....he wouldn’t go stripping her badge or giving her pushups like his friend.
She just didn’t wanna switch seats was all, and rather than switch the computer to here, the woman wanted her to move and just......no she’d like to stay by the window where she could breath and not feel overwhelmed.
As far as anyone who looked at her screen could tell, she was googling jackalopes like the one she had back up in her lab.
The next time Kay looked in Jessa's direction, the Head Girl was sitting right where she started and she was busy with the mouse. Kay took these as signs that the restarting had worked. She did not suspect magic was involved.
* * * * * * * “I’m very pleased to see that you’ve all had a chance to conduct at least one search on Google. We’ll be moving on to emails. Surprisingly, emails are still used today though they are not as popular as they used to be since technology progresses constantly and there are always new ways of keeping in touch with everyone. However, they are widely used among Muggle companies which find it quick and efficient to keep in contact with other companies and for customers and clients to reach them.’’ As she was explaining, Kaysha was making her way back to the front of the Room. Yes, she had completely forgotten the Head Dictator was still among them. She plucked her marker out of her hair. “E-mail is short for electronic mail. The first of its kind was sent by a computer engineer by the name of Ray Tomlinson all the way back in 1971 though some argue this occurred in 1972.’’ These key points were made in her neat handwriting before she turned back to her class. “Earlier I mentioned that Google offered email services. Of course, like search engines, there are other providers for emails: Yahoo and Microsoft’s Hotmail are just a few and two other popular ones.’’ More notes were written here. “Now that you are able to perform searches, we will be accessing a few websites and afterwards, you’ll have a chance to play a game or two of your choice online.’’ Exciting, right? “On your Google page which you still should have opened, I would like for you to look for the tiny squares located on the top right had side. Once you have, click once. A drop down will open displaying a host of colourful features. Click once on the one that’s labelled ‘Gmail’.’’
Once enough time had passed for them to do that, she continued. “’Create account’ is one of the options there. Click that and it will take you to a page where you will need to full out vital information such as your name and age. You will also need to select a screen name, that is, an ID for which you want your email to be. The ID can basically be anything like a combination of words and numbers. A password is also needed, a unique code so that only you can access your account unless you choose to give it to anyone else.’’
There was another pause while she allowed that to sink in as well as add notes about what was just mentioned on the board. “If you try to click on the word ‘Next’ to continue to the next page, you will not be able to because you have not filled out the field. If you were to do this, I would need to have your parents or guardian's permission first. The internet is a wonderful place but it can also be dangerous. I would not want you to put your personal information out there as yet. Many online users would put forth fake information but I will not encourage dishonesty even though it can be done to protect your true identity.’’ Just... none of that. At least not right now. “In another lesson during this term, we shall be covering the dangers of the Internet and I hope that I can have permission so that you may set up emails should you be interested. Permission slips will be distributed in a few days. “Are there any questions so far? Is there anyone who has an email address who would like to share what they think about using emails?” OOC: HIIII! We’re launching right into our main activity!  In twenty four hours, the kiddos will be able to play games wheeee! The mini activity catch up has ended now. |