Sixth Floor: Office of Professor Carton

[MadMadamMalfoy]

Upon entering Professor Carton’s office, it’s easy to see that the space is every bit as organized and practical as the man himself. The walls are painted a dark, non-distracting shade of gray, and a large bookshelf takes up most of the back wall. The bookshelf is home to many textbooks on transfiguration application and theory, as well as the odd novel or two. Ask nicely, and the professor might let you borrow one!

A simple wooden desk sits in the middle of the room, complete with lots of drawers for quills, parchment, and other essential supplies. Behind the desk is a dark red leather chair where the professor can usually be found; two smaller chairs of the same color sit in front of the desk for visitors’ use. The top of the desk is mostly barren, except for a block calendar, silver inkwell, and two framed photos: one of Professor Carton with his late wife, the other of their daughter.

The most interesting feature on the desk is undoubtedly the miniature vanishing cabinet. This model was built by Professor Carton himself and, like everything else in the office, is fully functional. It is linked with an identical model sitting on a small table outside the office. Should you wish to speak to Professor Carton, simply fill out the form below, place it in the vanishing cabinet model with the door closed, and knock on the office door. Please note that only forms, notes, and small gifts for the professor should be placed in the cabinet! Abuse of this privilege by transporting inappropriate items (e.g. rude notes, dungbombs, animals, etc.) will result in the cabinet’s removal.

SPOILER!!: Form

Name:
Year:
House:
Reason for visit:

OOC: There is no waiting area for this thread. Please post your character knocking on Norman’s door, and we’ll be with you soon!

[sweetpinkpixie]

In spite of telling others that she had completed her animagus training, Sage still had one tiny little detail she had yet to pin down perfectly to make that statement true and it was incredibly frustrating. She had tried to practice over the summer, each time resulting in papa having to swoop in for the rescue and one time she had even had to ask dad's temp assistant to fix her up so she could stop looking like an incomplete satyress. At least she knew with complete confidence what her form was and she leaned into that knowledge a lot so she would cease wallowing in self pity.

Approaching Professor Carton's office, the seventh year internally groaned before filling out the form for this impromptu visit. She really ought to be used to do thing now considering how consistently she visited the man's office but it never ceased being cumbersome nor shake the sentiment of superfluousness.

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Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus
Year: seventh
House: Slytherin
Reason for visit: advance animagus training

Placing the note inside the cabinet, closed it, and then knocked on the office door to wait.

And, well, this was the term of her letting loose a little and indulging in teenage whimsy so there was a very real possibility that she would leave something very much not a note of solicitation inside this vanishing cabinet at some point. She just had to find the appropriate item which was going to take months of careful consideration and planning.

[MadMadamMalfoy]

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

In spite of telling others that she had completed her animagus training, Sage still had one tiny little detail she had yet to pin down perfectly to make that statement true and it was incredibly frustrating. She had tried to practice over the summer, each time resulting in papa having to swoop in for the rescue and one time she had even had to ask dad's temp assistant to fix her up so she could stop looking like an incomplete satyress. At least she knew with complete confidence what her form was and she leaned into that knowledge a lot so she would cease wallowing in self pity.

Approaching Professor Carton's office, the seventh year internally groaned before filling out the form for this impromptu visit. She really ought to be used to do thing now considering how consistently she visited the man's office but it never ceased being cumbersome nor shake the sentiment of superfluousness.Placing the note inside the cabinet, closed it, and then knocked on the office door to wait.

And, well, this was the term of her letting loose a little and indulging in teenage whimsy so there was a very real possibility that she would leave something very much not a note of solicitation inside this vanishing cabinet at some point. She just had to find the appropriate item which was going to take months of careful consideration and planning.

Norman sat at his desk, poring over his plans for a future lesson. He looked up, noticing the parchment in the vanishing cabinet. Unfolding the parchment, he read its contents and smiled slightly to himself. He had been expecting a visit from this particular student.

Wasting no time, he rose from his chair and opened the door. “Hello, Miss Ransom-Kruus. Please come in,” he greeted, standing aside to allow the seventh year entry to his office. He followed behind, closing the door behind them. Taking his seat once again, he gestured toward the chairs on the opposite side of the desk. “How’s the training going? As I recall from the end of last term, you had some trouble with incomplete transformations. Is that still happening?”

[Kolyander]

There was something new that Bryony wanted to began working on this year that may not come as any surprise to a few people very close to her. As for others, well, they might be quite shocked by it. The fourteen and a half year old wanted to begin her Animagi Training early. As in this year under the guidance of her Transfiguration Professor. The same exact way both of her parents had learned done so many years earlier.

Annnnd for the record, no, she didn't want to do this because they had. It may look that way to others but this was about her, deeper training for what she wanted to do with her future. But maybe it did help that she already knew exactly what to expect and how difficult this entire process was going to be.

Bry had mentioned it in passing many times over the years when she was younger, but this past summer was when she seriously brought it up to her parents. Roughly ten weeks of very serious talks about what this training consisted of, why she wanted to do this, who all she needed to talk to and every single thing in between. Her parents knew they couldn't make her nervous, when she wanted something... She would keep at it. Not that they had told her no. Having them backing her up was all she every knew.

Bry made her way to the Professors office the first free moment she had shortly after returning back to school. Visits to professors offices wasn't something she did on the regular but she was familiar with the little magical vanishing cabinet outside of this office. So with the use of her own colorful quill, the note was quickly filled out and placed into the cabinet, the little door was then closed.

Name: Bryony Paton
Year: Fourth
House: Slytherin
Reason for visit: To discuss hopefully beginning Animagi Training.

Moving towards the door, Bry gave a gentle knock. Now all she could do was, wait.

[sweetpinkpixie]

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Norman sat at his desk, poring over his plans for a future lesson. He looked up, noticing the parchment in the vanishing cabinet. Unfolding the parchment, he read its contents and smiled slightly to himself. He had been expecting a visit from this particular student.

Wasting no time, he rose from his chair and opened the door. “Hello, Miss Ransom-Kruus. Please come in,” he greeted, standing aside to allow the seventh year entry to his office. He followed behind, closing the door behind them. Taking his seat once again, he gestured toward the chairs on the opposite side of the desk. “How’s the training going? As I recall from the end of last term, you had some trouble with incomplete transformations. Is that still happening?”

Sage offered the Transfiguration professor a smile, though a bit weary one considering the circumstances and how they were in direct opposition of her perfectionism, as she stepped into his office and over to the chair that practically had her derriere imprint in it at this point.

Naturally, her go-to defense was to deny and lie but not only was that an obvious hoax considering her purpose of being here but also Professor Carton had broken down that layer of her stubborn pride somewhere around the middle of her fourth year when there was literally nowhere to hide with certain practice rituals. It was frustrating and bruised her pride but whatever. Chalk it up to being an essential part of growing up and blah blah blah.

"Maybe," she nodded while folding her fingers over her knees, not entirely shaking that pride shield for another half a second more in spite of herself. "....yes...sometimes it isn't small like my hand to a hoof...one time over the summer I had to ask papa to undo the transformation because I resembled a knock off satyress. Was left with horns only just once...but mostly it is my limbs, an arm or leg or hand or food, that doesn't quite seem to get the memo. Never my voice or face...just...limbs."

So at LEAST she was consistent on that front.

[MadMadamMalfoy]

SPOILER!!: Bryony ^_^

Quote:

Originally Posted by Kolyander

There was something new that Bryony wanted to began working on this year that may not come as any surprise to a few people very close to her. As for others, well, they might be quite shocked by it. The fourteen and a half year old wanted to begin her Animagi Training early. As in this year under the guidance of her Transfiguration Professor. The same exact way both of her parents had learned done so many years earlier.

Annnnd for the record, no, she didn't want to do this because they had. It may look that way to others but this was about her, deeper training for what she wanted to do with her future. But maybe it did help that she already knew exactly what to expect and how difficult this entire process was going to be.

Bry had mentioned it in passing many times over the years when she was younger, but this past summer was when she seriously brought it up to her parents. Roughly ten weeks of very serious talks about what this training consisted of, why she wanted to do this, who all she needed to talk to and every single thing in between. Her parents knew they couldn't make her nervous, when she wanted something... She would keep at it. Not that they had told her no. Having them backing her up was all she every knew.

Bry made her way to the Professors office the first free moment she had shortly after returning back to school. Visits to professors offices wasn't something she did on the regular but she was familiar with the little magical vanishing cabinet outside of this office. So with the use of her own colorful quill, the note was quickly filled out and placed into the cabinet, the little door was then closed.

Name: Bryony Paton
Year: Fourth
House: Slytherin
Reason for visit: To discuss hopefully beginning Animagi Training.

Moving towards the door, Bry gave a gentle knock. Now all she could do was, wait.

Norman was alerted to the young Slytherin’s presence not by the vanishing cabinet but by the knock at the door. He looked up from the lesson plan he was working on and checked the mini cabinet on his desk. He read the form, sticking it into the pocket of his robes as he stood. Animagus training… he was wondering when that might come up.

“Hello, Miss Paton,” he greeted as he opened the door. “Please come in, have a seat.” He stood to one side, gesturing toward the two smaller armchairs in front of his desk.

SPOILER!!: Sage ^_^

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Sage offered the Transfiguration professor a smile, though a bit weary one considering the circumstances and how they were in direct opposition of her perfectionism, as she stepped into his office and over to the chair that practically had her derriere imprint in it at this point.

Naturally, her go-to defense was to deny and lie but not only was that an obvious hoax considering her purpose of being here but also Professor Carton had broken down that layer of her stubborn pride somewhere around the middle of her fourth year when there was literally nowhere to hide with certain practice rituals. It was frustrating and bruised her pride but whatever. Chalk it up to being an essential part of growing up and blah blah blah.

"Maybe," she nodded while folding her fingers over her knees, not entirely shaking that pride shield for another half a second more in spite of herself. "....yes...sometimes it isn't small like my hand to a hoof...one time over the summer I had to ask papa to undo the transformation because I resembled a knock off satyress. Was left with horns only just once...but mostly it is my limbs, an arm or leg or hand or food, that doesn't quite seem to get the memo. Never my voice or face...just...limbs."

So at LEAST she was consistent on that front.

Norman resumed his place in the larger armchair behind the desk, He returned Ransom-Kruus’s smile with a slight one of his own. Her initial “maybe” got a slight eyebrow raise in response. He half-expected her to lie about her progress and insist everything was fine - he’d worked with this age group long enough to know what to expect, and that was exactly what he would’ve done himself at that age. He was pleased when that didn’t happen.

He nodded “Incomplete transformations are usually caused by impatience during the process, though I doubt that’s the case here,” he said. “I wouldn’t have let you move on to the next steps at any point, had anything been rushed or incorrect.”

He scratched his chin, lost in thought for a moment as he tried to riddle out the cause of the incomplete transformations. “My guess is it’s something mental, so as a matter of interest, what does it feel like when you transform? Any pain? Hesitation?” He realized it may seem like an odd question, but it was important to help him get to the root of the problem.

[Kolyander]

Quote:

Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Norman was alerted to the young Slytherin’s presence not by the vanishing cabinet but by the knock at the door. He looked up from the lesson plan he was working on and checked the mini cabinet on his desk. He read the form, sticking it into the pocket of his robes as he stood. Animagus training… he was wondering when that might come up.

“Hello, Miss Paton,” he greeted as he opened the door. “Please come in, have a seat.” He stood to one side, gesturing toward the two smaller armchairs in front of his desk.

On the otherside of the closed door, Bryony was oblivious to Norman's thoughts. However, HAD the teen known that the man had already been curious as to when she would drop by and speak with him.. well.. she would've giggled. Perhaps he had a sixth sense about these types of things? As she really hadn't voiced her thoughts about this to many before buuuuuuut maybe this was a good thing and luck would be on her side.

"Hello, Sir," the blonde smiled warmly, still bouncing on her toes slightly as even as the door of the office opened in front of her. "Thank you, I hope this isn't a bad time.. but I thought it best to come speak with you as soon as possible." Yes, her parents may have also reminded her to do so. Entering the office, Bry glanced around as she moved towards the smaller empty armchair and settled herself down into it.

[sweetpinkpixie]

Sage was, generally speaking, more willing to drop the haughty facade around those who she knew possessed greater expertise on a topic or subject than herself. It was her peers who she generally could not bear to submit herself to because they were just that, her peers. Perhaps it was partly why she enjoyed tutoring so much, besides it looking fantastic on resumes and applications, because she got to flex and reaffirm her understanding and insights. If anyone was under the impression that she was doing so purely as an act of selfless service had not been paying attention at all.

Anyway, the professor's words and interpreted dig at her impatience caused her posture to straighten a bit and her eyes to rapidly blink for several prolonged moments. So far, none of this was particularly surprising and there really was no where else to point but at herself so of course it was mental and absolutely rooted in her own imperfections to get it perfect and fast BUT she really was hoping for some validation that it was something else. "No pain and only eagerness really," she nodded, these two things were true and she wasn't dancing around half truths either. "Except for...well...how do you work through feeling and experiencing two heartbeats at once? It's...overwhelming...to say the least...and I'm pretty sure my brain is doing the most to release endorphins and...any pain to speak off comes after..."