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Originally Posted by
LisaPotter1125 
Astrid pulled out her parchment that had her calculation all worked out for her Personal Month Number. It read:
7/25/2066
7 + 2+5 + 2+0+6+6 =
7 + 7 + 14/5 = 19/10/1
Personal Year Number = 1
For the calendar year 2066, which is my Personal Year Number 1, my Personal Month Numbers are:
Jan. = 2 Feb. = 3 Mar. = 4
Apr. = 5 May = 6 June = 7
July = 8 Aug. = 9 Sept. = 10/1
Oct. = 2 Nov. = 3 Dec. = 4
She raised her hand and said, "I think I did it right. But Professor, would you like me to get you so water or something? That always helps my migraines." She couldn't help but be considered, even though Professor Shackleton had tried to reassure everyone that she was feeling fine, it was obviously not the case. Macadrian shook her head,
"No, but thank you my dear. I'm afraid water wouldn't be much help for me." Oh, if only water held the cure for this insufferable toll on her body.
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Originally Posted by
PhoenixRising
Dominic blinked at her defensiveness over the monkey number business; weird... weird woman! Sighing, he then gulped when she threatened to take him off the quidditch team. Not like it would be a bad thing; he wouldn't have to deal with hyper crazy captain.
And then... woah! Way to be absolutely insane! She called him clever?! And awarded him points for being him!? Canaries! He'd never thought he'd live to see the day. "I... er... thank you Professor, but I don't think I'm all that clever," he admitting quietly, and then copied the chart into his notes as he worked steadily to complete the blanks:
For the calendar year 2066, which is my Personal Year Number One, my Personal Month Numbers are:
Jan. 2 Feb. 3 Mar. 4
Apr. 5 May 6 June 7
July 8 Aug. 9 Sept. 1 (1+0)
Oct. 2 Nov. 3 Dec. 4
Personal Year Number + reduced calendar month number = Personal Month Number
1 + reduced calender month number = personal month number Macadrian's eyes narrowed again,
"Oh, well if you're not clever, perhaps I should take my points back?" Macadrian shook her head,
"From now on, learn to stop while you're ahead. Just keep your mouth shut and your nose clean, eh?" Since when did Macadrian speak like that?! Weird.
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Mamushkaleontti With his tousled hair, Professor Clark knocks on the door once before poking his head into Arithmancy classroom. His face is slightly reddish from the fall winds and his voice slightly rougher than necessary "Excuse me students, I hope you wouldn't mind if I borrow Professor Shakleton for a few minutes" he glances at Macadrian thereafter with a threatening look, "Professor Shakleton in the corridor please?"
Macadrian heard his voice and her face flushed. It was more color than she'd had all morning. Her heart began to race. It had been days since she'd even seen or heard from Fabian and now here he was, standing at her classroom door. She was happy to see him, that is, until she saw the look he was giving her, and then she grew a bit worried.
"Of course, Professor Clark. I'll be right there."
Turning to her students, she requested,
"Please continue to work on your Personal Month numbers. If you've finished the calculations, read the book's interpretations of last month's number, this month's number, and next month's. And try to keep the noise down. Prefects are in charge." And with that said, Macadrian stood from her chair, wrapped her shawl tighter around her shoulders, and walked slowly out into the corridor, leaving the doors of the classroom open just a sliver.