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SilverTiger · 05-07-2019, 05:40 AM

Things never really changed at Hogwarts. Not really. Aside from professors and therefore teaching methods, but the basic idea behind DADA stayed the same. Besides that, Stasya rather liked Headmaster Trent’s lessons, as they reminded her of Professor Hirsch’s a bit and that made her feel comfortable. As comfortable as anyone could be when faced with any manner of artificial dark creatures. Hinkypunks, trolls, even the very real red caps from that disastrous lesson with (former) headmaster Scrimgeour. She did enjoy learning how to defend herself, even as she kept up with her dueling practice as well as the innumerable extracurriculars she’d taken on and still not dropped even as she knew people questioned how she could manage it all.

She’d had a bright smile for the headmaster as she passed him on her way into the classroom. “Hello Headmaster Trent,” she greeted him, only afterward noticing how bright the classroom was with all the white. All the white padding, as she’d investigated the walls closer and came to a stop near one. It made her wonder what they’d be studying in the lesson. Obviously they weren’t about to get hurt by their surroundings.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin First Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Things never really changed at Hogwarts. Not really. Aside from professors and therefore teaching methods, but the basic idea behind DADA stayed the same. Besides that, Stasya rather liked Headmaster Trent’s lessons, as they reminded her of Professor Hirsch’s a bit and that made her feel comfortable. As comfortable as anyone could be when faced with any manner of artificial dark creatures. Hinkypunks, trolls, even the very real red caps from that disastrous lesson with (former) headmaster Scrimgeour. She did enjoy learning how to defend herself, even as she kept up with her dueling practice as well as the innumerable extracurriculars she’d taken on and still not dropped even as she knew people questioned how she could manage it all. She’d had a bright smile for the headmaster as she passed him on her way into the classroom. “Hello Headmaster Trent,” she greeted him, only afterward noticing how bright the classroom was with all the white. All the white padding, as she’d investigated the walls closer and came to a stop near one. It made her wonder what they’d be studying in the lesson. Obviously they weren’t about to get hurt by their surroundings. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥