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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie  "Hello, Professor Fergersnout!" she chirped with a wave as she approached the U shape of desks and did a little eeny, meeny, miny, moe to decide where she would sit today (which ended up being somewhere in the middle of the straighter looking line that made up the right side of the U shape. Something lumpy under a cloth? Anna could not even begin to fathom what it may be - the possibilities were literally endless! - she she may just not guess but she did have a thought that it was an elaborate dollhouse of some sort...like a castle like she used to have before passing it on to her younger sisters! Some of the more pointy parts of the draped cloth kind of looked like Hogwarts pointed turrets! Apollonia was always appreciative when a student took the time to message her. It added an extra layer of amusement when the owl seemingly found their way to her with ease despite the questionable address on the front. It was very ‘cupboard under the stairs’-esque. She wasn’t completely oblivious that history was unlikely to be at the top of the list of favourite subjects but the sense of pride she felt when students did achieve top grades was immeasurable.
Enthusiasm upon entering the classroom was ALSO greatly appreciated, so much so that it was one of her classroom rules. “Always so eager Miss Walles. You DO bring a smile to my face” the Hufflepuff Head of House chirped back. Quote:
Originally Posted by Chelliephone Like today. And the small bit of despair only grew in the pit of his stomach when he saw the set up. It looked similar to when they had a debate, which he had NOT enjoyed taking part in. Slinking a little bit into himself as he walked further into the room, Drake mustered up a small smile as he looked over at the Professor and offered a greeting. "G'day, Professor." Unfortunately not every student entered with the level of bounciness as the previous Hufflepuff and that was okay.. until it disrupted the general mood of the classroom. “Chin up, Mr Beery. History isn’t that bad” she smiled in the Slytherin’s direction.
And no need to be concerned, there was no intention of another debate this lesson. Unless it got out of hand that was, she couldn’t exactly guarantee the attitudes of his fellow students. Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander "Hello, Professor. It's a really lovely morning, isn't it?" Bryony chipped happily, giving her usual finger wiggle wave in greeting. Cue wiggly fingers at Anna and Drake too as she dropped down into a seat near Drake leaving the one between them empty for Ary when he arrived. Did they need to be taking their textbooks or anything out yet? Another petite and bouncy individual to join the affray. Fergersnout didn’t make it a habit to involve herself in the personal lives of her students but she was aware when their attitudes seemed to have changed overnight. She was more than pleased to see that Bryony had returned to normal.
“Oh dear Miss Paton, it seems that the morning must have slipped away from you” she chortled, eyes turning to the classroom clock as it ticked over to 1:59pm. Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Needless to say that the unusual setup of the classroom that afternoon grabbed Ary’s attention first. The covered object on the table did so next. But did he ponder what this meant? Nope, he simply sought out Professor Fergersnout to give his usual greeting. His curiosity soared as he noted her plainer outfit today. Perhaps she needed a change for a bit? Whatever the reason, Ary gave her the finger wiggle-wave. Silent greetings were acceptable, they couldn’t all be as talkative as the Professor was or else no one would be able to be heard over the constant babbling and that wouldn’t be constructive to a pleasant learning experience.
“Good afternoon Mr Atreyu-Rehman.” She knew that rearranging the seating would still result in certain students sitting amongst their favourite peers, Aryan was no exception. Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir "Afternoon, Madam Snout," Charlie greeted the professor as he entered, hands in his pockets and schoolbag hanging off of one shoulder. He gave the seating arrangements barely a moment of consideration before planting himself smack bang in the middle of the lower 'rung' of the U-shape, like a king holding court. Fergersnout was not a common surname by any means and she was aware of the close proximity of her own surname to a certain former Herbology professor but it wasn’t often that her name was altered by a student.
Her eyebrow raised, or at least it would have should she have the ability to raise each of her eyebrows independently. Instead they both knitted together in a sort of confused expression that was supposed to have been an independant brow. “Afternoon Master Stead.” she replied, copying his chosen greeting. She knew there would be someone who fancied themselves as the head of the table. Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger “Good morning, Professor”, she said as she settled into her seat, nudging her schoolbag underneath with a foot and giving the professor a smile. “Have you listened to any good music lately?” She remembered catching her humming opera in previous years and it seemed like a better question that the obvious. Either the answer to what was in the center of the room or the less-than-dramatic attire of the professor at the moment. Unless one considered plainness dramatic. She imagined it could be. What Fergersnout perceived as ‘good’ music might not have been particularly popular amongst the younger generation. “I’m always fond of the classics, Miss Barrington” she answered the Slytherin. “I find that my tastes and that of you youngin’s don’t always align.” Quote:
Originally Posted by astrocat Ignoring his feeling of discomfort, he headed in and took a seat right next to Giselle. She was basically his family by now, so... it was the most comfortable place. He nodded at her with a smile, then waved at Anna a few desks away. "Giselle. Anna. Professor. Hey." It wasn't an entirely 'enthusiastic' or 'bright' greeting, but Brandon had never been like that, not really. His smiles and polite head nods were friendly for him. Fergersnout couldn’t blame Brandon for putting her bottom of the priority list when it came to greetings, she likely WAS the least exciting of the three although she tried not to be. “Mr Fox” she greeted him back with her own nod of the head. Quote:
Originally Posted by noodles Growing up was exhaaaaausting and growth spurts were a current thing. He was glad to be able to shuffle into the classroom and take a seat, seemingly without the need to run around recreating a battle or something along those lines. “Good morning—er—afternoon, Professor.” He greeted Fergersnout, correcting himself. It sure still felt like morning. It sure felt like he should still be sleeping.
Oh Merlin, another student who couldn’t tell the time. Either they must’ve had a really dull morning so much so that they spent the lessons napping and therefore when they awoke they felt it was still morning or their morning was just THAT exciting that it went by so quickly and felt like less time than it was. There would preferably be no napping in this particular lesson, Fergersnout wasn’t afraid of taking points when necessary.
“Do you not remember eating your lunch, Mr Greenwood?” she chuckled. She certainly remembered hers. Quote:
Originally Posted by PhoenixRising "Good morning, Professor F!" she chirped. "Everything okay?" Emma added on, worriedly. She hoped Fergersnout wasn't sick or anything. Or worse, that she got reprimanded for her eccentric wardrobe. Just in time came the little Hufflepuff, moments before Fergersnout was ready to wandlessly close the classroom door. She was ready to make a comment that it was in fact the middle of the afternoon but the student swiftly moved on to asking how she was. “I’m tickety-boo, Miss Montmorency. Thank you for your concern.” How kind of her to ask. The students needn’t look into the differing desk formation too much, it was merely a ploy from the Professor to switch things up a bit. There’d be no battle recreations or dramatic displays today but she liked to pique their interest somehow. Besides, it was much more pleasant to face each other than to sit staring at a blackboard and her face all lesson was it not? That and she was fully aware that history could be conceived as a ‘boring’ subject full of dates and names and she couldn’t have the students thinking that now could she?
With one quick check that there were no stragglers racing to enter the room, Fergersnout closed the door from her position at the front of the classroom. “Thank you all for arriving promptly” Fergsnout smiled warmly after tapping her wand on her desk to settle down the inevitable pre-class conversations. “Do not fret over the seating arrangements, I am not going to force you into another debate” she chortled. Not unless they wanted to but debate club existed for a reason and she would gladly direct them over there.
“Now let’s start the lesson by checking whose noggin’s are awake this afternoon. I’m sure you are all aware that you and your fellow students hail from a vast area across the UK and some of you from beyond which means that the magical population is not restricted to a particular location. But what do we know of areas that do have a denser population of Wizarding folk? Can you each give me an example of somewhere that fits this criteria? It does not need to be exclusive to us magical beings and let’s think broadly shall we and cover further afield too.”
OOC: Thank you for joining us! A nice simple question to start with, name a location where there is a bigger population of magical folk. Just one answer per student please. You have around 24 hours.
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