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MadMadamMalfoy · 06-12-2022, 11:09 PM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Oh yes. Jude was letting the upcoming holidays distract him. After all, there was so much for him to look forward to; stuff that’ll hopefully help him return to his old self. That was all put out of his mind the moment he stepped into the Transfiguration classroom. No desks? Mats? Glass walls? Jude arached a curious eyebrow.

“Good afternoon, professor,’’ the Hufflepuff greeted quietly, his eyes fixed on the door behind the man. There seemed to be a lot of mystery floating about in the classroom presently. All will be revealed soon, right? Jude made his way to a mat somewhere in the middle of the bunch then sat, bringing his knees to his chest. He wrapped his arms around his knees as his attention went over to the glass walls. However, he wasn’t exactly seeing them. His thoughts had already drifted to the upcoming break.

Norman hadn’t been waiting long when Anders arrived. “Good afternoon, Mr. Anders,” he replied with a slight smile, his blue-green eyes following the boy to a mat. Was it just him or did this one seem a bit… distracted? Probably the upcoming holidays. He could somewhat relate. While he wasn’t much for holidays in general, he was looking forward to a quiet celebration with his daughter.

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Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl

The holidays were SO close and it was ALL Lydia could think about at this point. It seemed like the best idea would be for the professors to just cancel classes for the rest of the week - because who wanted to be in class when Christmas was almost here??? - but apparently this was not an idea they agreed with. Why were adults like this??

But ANYWAY, since classes were still a reality, this third year was here. But the desks were not. Mats? Glass walls?? A mysterious door behind the professor???

Hmm. HMMM. Well, okay, maybe Lydia was a LITTLE curious. Maybe.

"Hi, Professor. I like the redecorating." Way more interesting than having desks. She took a seat on one of the mats, crossing her legs in front of her and hoping her friends would arrive soon.

The next arrival also got a smile from Norman. “Hello, Miss Clarke,” he greeted. “Thank you.” He supposed the room layout could be seen as a redecoration, though in this case, it was for function instead of aesthetics. He hoped Clarke would still like it after she heard its intended purpose.

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Violet registered the mats and the absence of desks right away upon entering the room for Transfiguration. Sigh. Another class of sitting on the floor--apparently the professors seemed to think students would like that sort of thing, but as a fully grown-up nineteen-year-old, Violet felt it was undignified. However, needs must. "Hello, Professor Carton," she greeted her teacher, looking curiously at the door behind him but not quite daring to try the handle with the man standing right there. Instead she made her way to one of the mats on the far edge of the room, near enough for her to try to examine one of the glass walls from a distance.

Here was another student looking at the door behind him. Not that Norman minded at all; curiosity was normal. “Hello, Miss Blackthorne,” he replied with a slight smile and polite nod.

As the steady stream of students filing in stopped, Norman’s eyes flicked to his watch. !:00 on the dot, time to get started. He glanced toward the hallway, watching for any last-minute stragglers. When he saw none, he closed the door with a quick flick of his wand and turned to the class. “Let’s get started, shall we?” he said. “I expect we’re all looking forward to the holidays, but it’s very important that you pay attention in class today.” They’d find out why soon enough!

After allowing a moment or two for the students to focus on him, he continued, “Here’s a hypothetical question for you. You happen upon a sharp object. You have no idea how sharp it is or where it came from, so you’re not going to touch it. How might you use transfiguration to blunt it?”

OOC: Class has officially started. Feel free to jump in at any time. Just pretend as if your character has been here all along, unless you want IC consequences for a late arrival. We’ll move on in ABOUT 24 HOURS.

06-12-2022, 11:09 PM	#5 (permalink)
MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,088 Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Question 1 ^_^ Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll SPOILER!!: Individual replies Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Oh yes. Jude was letting the upcoming holidays distract him. After all, there was so much for him to look forward to; stuff that’ll hopefully help him return to his old self. That was all put out of his mind the moment he stepped into the Transfiguration classroom. No desks? Mats? Glass walls? Jude arached a curious eyebrow. “Good afternoon, professor,’’ the Hufflepuff greeted quietly, his eyes fixed on the door behind the man. There seemed to be a lot of mystery floating about in the classroom presently. All will be revealed soon, right? Jude made his way to a mat somewhere in the middle of the bunch then sat, bringing his knees to his chest. He wrapped his arms around his knees as his attention went over to the glass walls. However, he wasn’t exactly seeing them. His thoughts had already drifted to the upcoming break. Norman hadn’t been waiting long when Anders arrived. “Good afternoon, Mr. Anders,” he replied with a slight smile, his blue-green eyes following the boy to a mat. Was it just him or did this one seem a bit… distracted? Probably the upcoming holidays. He could somewhat relate. While he wasn’t much for holidays in general, he was looking forward to a quiet celebration with his daughter. Quote: Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl The holidays were SO close and it was ALL Lydia could think about at this point. It seemed like the best idea would be for the professors to just cancel classes for the rest of the week - because who wanted to be in class when Christmas was almost here??? - but apparently this was not an idea they agreed with. Why were adults like this?? But ANYWAY, since classes were still a reality, this third year was here. But the desks were not. Mats? Glass walls?? A mysterious door behind the professor??? Hmm. HMMM. Well, okay, maybe Lydia was a LITTLE curious. Maybe. "Hi, Professor. I like the redecorating." Way more interesting than having desks. She took a seat on one of the mats, crossing her legs in front of her and hoping her friends would arrive soon. The next arrival also got a smile from Norman. “Hello, Miss Clarke,” he greeted. “Thank you.” He supposed the room layout could be seen as a redecoration, though in this case, it was for function instead of aesthetics. He hoped Clarke would still like it after she heard its intended purpose. Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice Violet registered the mats and the absence of desks right away upon entering the room for Transfiguration. Sigh. Another class of sitting on the floor--apparently the professors seemed to think students would like that sort of thing, but as a fully grown-up nineteen-year-old, Violet felt it was undignified. However, needs must. "Hello, Professor Carton," she greeted her teacher, looking curiously at the door behind him but not quite daring to try the handle with the man standing right there. Instead she made her way to one of the mats on the far edge of the room, near enough for her to try to examine one of the glass walls from a distance. Here was another student looking at the door behind him. Not that Norman minded at all; curiosity was normal. “Hello, Miss Blackthorne,” he replied with a slight smile and polite nod. As the steady stream of students filing in stopped, Norman’s eyes flicked to his watch. !:00 on the dot, time to get started. He glanced toward the hallway, watching for any last-minute stragglers. When he saw none, he closed the door with a quick flick of his wand and turned to the class. “Let’s get started, shall we?” he said. “I expect we’re all looking forward to the holidays, but it’s very important that you pay attention in class today.” They’d find out why soon enough! After allowing a moment or two for the students to focus on him, he continued, “Here’s a hypothetical question for you. You happen upon a sharp object. You have no idea how sharp it is or where it came from, so you’re not going to touch it. How might you use transfiguration to blunt it?” OOC: Class has officially started. Feel free to jump in at any time. Just pretend as if your character has been here all along, unless you want IC consequences for a late arrival. We’ll move on in ABOUT 24 HOURS. __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...