Lesson: Charms: TBA

[Charely Potter]

It was the beginning of November. The skies were clouded and the breeze was cool, it was a neutral temperature. A light jumper was good enough to handle the breeze. Meeting out on the grounds, there was a good view of the garden and duck pond from here. As for Professor Feirgrund? He was standing near the Hut, where the canopy housed the blackboard, some seats, and a closed box on the table. Was this another lecture day? It appeared so, but the surroundings suggested otherwise.

Where are we at?
Q1 - Greetings + First question.

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[FearlessLeader19]

Ary - being the outdoorsy type person that he was - loved it when lessons were kept there. Perhaps that was why he was one of the students who arrived super early at the spot which Feirgrund had designated for the lesson. It hit him almost immediately that the Groundskeeper Hut was right there and a sudden thought made him snigger - a thought which he would need to remember to pass on to Jan.

Catching the professor's eyes, he gave him the usual wiggle-wave greeting though this time there was a slightly mischievous grin in place because Ary could not revert his expression into a serious one. But, oh look! Treasure, maybe? Hmm... what a way to keep the students intrigued, professor. Those were his new thoughts as he went off to find a seat.

[love-for-HP]

Greer would never understand the professors of the school love for being outside. Inside was warm and safe .. outside .. well Merlin knew what it would be. But none the less here she was ready for another charms less .. despite it being outside, she would go into like any other lesson. Ready to learn.

She smiled at the professor gave a slight wave, and took a seat getting out her parchment and quills. Eager as also to begin.

[Zoe]

A light jumper was just right for this November day, and he felt invigorated as he approached the designated spot. Beauden arrived on the grounds with his usual laid-back stride, rolling his shoulders to loosen up as he scanned the setup. He took a moment to appreciate the fresh air and the view of the garden and duck pond. The charm of the outdoors made him feel alive, and he liked that Feirgrund had chosen this setting; anything was better than the stuffy classroom walls.

When Beauden took in the sight of the professor standing near the hut, flanked by a blackboard and a table, his curiosity flared. What caught his eye was the closed box resting on the table. "What's in there, sir?" he asked, even though he didn't expect to receive a direct answer. He knew the adults liked building some suspense before revealing a lesson's true focus. Still, Beauden wanted to let the man know that whatever was hidden in the box had his attention.

Resisting the urge to give the box a few taps to see if anything would happen, he found himself a spot to sit. Maybe today's the day we charm the ducks, he thought half-jokingly with a small grin as he stretched his legs out. The breeze ruffled his hair, and he tilted his head back slightly, enjoying the sensation.

[aRogueOne]

Being out in the grounds was becoming something of a habit for the fourth year Slytherin, although today, the sky was a little lighter than the last time she’d wandered the path down into the grounds.

Once down by the hut, Sloane wandered over to the canopy and seats and took one, not really looking who she was sitting near or looking at anything particular. Ignoring the professor and the weird box that was sitting on the table, Sloane pulled out some parchment and a quill and sat ready for yet another lecture.

[sweetpinkpixie]

It was a great convenience that Anna had already been out on the grounds doing some cloud watching when she remembered that she had a Charms lesson out on the grounds today as well. Realizing she had no time to scamper back to her common room for her things, she clutched the strap of her bag (a bag which contained her wand and enough wild flowers to make at least five decently sized bouquets or three flower crowns) and hoped that her wand would be enough to get her through whatever the topic of today would be.

So it was that the Hufflepuffle arrived, slightly winded, and offered the professor a bright smile and wave AND was also reminded that she owed him another check in AND update with the latest from the Department of Mysteries. She wasn't so sure that her journal would be enough to keep track of all her to-do's anymore. Weaving around the other students, she smiled a bit more when she spotted a certain Gryffindor who had henceforth been known as Lake Prince Splish-Splash with the Radiant Halo. "I proooooooomise I don't have any stones with me today," she laughed as she plopped herself beside him and hugged her bag to her chest.

[MadMadamMalfoy]

Sydney had no preference at all for indoor vs outdoor lessons. Either one had the potential to be chaotic informative, depending on the structure and subject. As such, her expression was as stoic as ever as she made her way to the hut, showing neither excitement nor trepidation.

Upon arrival, her grayish-blue eyes immediately landed on the box, and her thoughts turned to the Box-Blasting Spell from last term. Was this going to be a revision on that spell? Merlin, she hoped not! As much as she liked the Box-Blasting Spell, she'd done it a hundred times. She wanted to try something new!

”Hello, Professor Feirgrund,” she greeted, nodding politely in acknowledgement. She took a seat near the middle, close enough to get a good look at the box but far enough away that she wouldn't seem overeager. As she waited for the lesson to begin, her eyes kept flicking toward that box. What was inside?

[noodles]

Ezra had forgotten that they were meeting for class outside today and he was half way towards the Charms classroom when his brain very abruptly got into gear. He had to sprint through the corridors and down the halls to make sure he arrived on time. Luckily, the fifth year was a good runner, and by the time he burst out the doors and in into the grounds, he had made up for any lost time.

He straightened his clothes and took a second or two to catch his breath before sauntering his way over to the makeshift classroom. Cool as a cucumber. Yep. “Hi Professor.” He greeted Feirgrund, jovial as ever despite the impromptu exercise.

He absently made his way to a seat, not noticing the box until he sat. Interesting. And why were they outside today? The Hogwarts staff really liked to keep you guessing huh?

[Charely Potter]

SPOILER!!: Ello to everyone

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Ary - being the outdoorsy type person that he was - loved it when lessons were kept there. Perhaps that was why he was one of the students who arrived super early at the spot which Feirgrund had designated for the lesson. It hit him almost immediately that the Groundskeeper Hut was right there and a sudden thought made him snigger - a thought which he would need to remember to pass on to Jan.

Catching the professor's eyes, he gave him the usual wiggle-wave greeting though this time there was a slightly mischievous grin in place because Ary could not revert his expression into a serious one. But, oh look! Treasure, maybe? Hmm... what a way to keep the students intrigued, professor. Those were his new thoughts as he went off to find a seat.

Feirgrund smiled and returned the wave, and yes, he did catch that not-so-subtle change in their expression. But after all their previous discussions, was he surprised? Nope. It was nice to see Master Atreyu-Rehman arrive early.

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Originally Posted by love-for-HP

Greer would never understand the professors of the school love for being outside. Inside was warm and safe .. outside .. well Merlin knew what it would be. But none the less here she was ready for another charms less .. despite it being outside, she would go into like any other lesson. Ready to learn.

She smiled at the professor gave a slight wave, and took a seat getting out her parchment and quills. Eager as also to begin.

The Professor returned the smile and wave. Although quiet, he could sense she was mentally preparing and ready to learn.

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Originally Posted by Zoe

A light jumper was just right for this November day, and he felt invigorated as he approached the designated spot. Beauden arrived on the grounds with his usual laid-back stride, rolling his shoulders to loosen up as he scanned the setup. He took a moment to appreciate the fresh air and the view of the garden and duck pond. The charm of the outdoors made him feel alive, and he liked that Feirgrund had chosen this setting; anything was better than the stuffy classroom walls.

When Beauden took in the sight of the professor standing near the hut, flanked by a blackboard and a table, his curiosity flared. What caught his eye was the closed box resting on the table. "What's in there, sir?" he asked, even though he didn't expect to receive a direct answer. He knew the adults liked building some suspense before revealing a lesson's true focus. Still, Beauden wanted to let the man know that whatever was hidden in the box had his attention.

Resisting the urge to give the box a few taps to see if anything would happen, he found himself a spot to sit. Maybe today's the day we charm the ducks, he thought half-jokingly with a small grin as he stretched his legs out. The breeze ruffled his hair, and he tilted his head back slightly, enjoying the sensation.

"Good day, Master Wild," Feirgrund greeted. What was in the box? "A free item for each of you. Don't worry, you won't have to wait long to get them." Boxes usually held mysterious items, but he didn't mind giving a hint on them.

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Originally Posted by aRogueOne

Being out in the grounds was becoming something of a habit for the fourth year Slytherin, although today, the sky was a little lighter than the last time she’d wandered the path down into the grounds.

Once down by the hut, Sloane wandered over to the canopy and seats and took one, not really looking who she was sitting near or looking at anything particular. Ignoring the professor and the weird box that was sitting on the table, Sloane pulled out some parchment and a quill and sat ready for yet another lecture.

Some students weren't all that social, and it was okay. Feirgrund thought that kids and teenagers shouldn't feel pressured to interact when uncomfortable unless necessary.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

It was a great convenience that Anna had already been out on the grounds doing some cloud watching when she remembered that she had a Charms lesson out on the grounds today as well. Realizing she had no time to scamper back to her common room for her things, she clutched the strap of her bag (a bag which contained her wand and enough wild flowers to make at least five decently sized bouquets or three flower crowns) and hoped that her wand would be enough to get her through whatever the topic of today would be.

So it was that the Hufflepuffle arrived, slightly winded, and offered the professor a bright smile and wave AND was also reminded that she owed him another check in AND update with the latest from the Department of Mysteries. She wasn't so sure that her journal would be enough to keep track of all her to-do's anymore. Weaving around the other students, she smiled a bit more when she spotted a certain Gryffindor who had henceforth been known as Lake Prince Splish-Splash with the Radiant Halo. "I proooooooomise I don't have any stones with me today," she laughed as she plopped herself beside him and hugged her bag to her chest.

Given how winded they arrived, Feirgrund returned the smile and wave.

Quote:

Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Sydney had no preference at all for indoor vs outdoor lessons. Either one had the potential to be chaotic informative, depending on the structure and subject. As such, her expression was as stoic as ever as she made her way to the hut, showing neither excitement nor trepidation.

Upon arrival, her grayish-blue eyes immediately landed on the box, and her thoughts turned to the Box-Blasting Spell from last term. Was this going to be a revision on that spell? Merlin, she hoped not! As much as she liked the Box-Blasting Spell, she'd done it a hundred times. She wanted to try something new!

”Hello, Professor Feirgrund,” she greeted, nodding politely in acknowledgement. She took a seat near the middle, close enough to get a good look at the box but far enough away that she wouldn't seem overeager. As she waited for the lesson to begin, her eyes kept flicking toward that box. What was inside?

"Hello, Miss Masters." Feirgrund greeted. He could sense the anticipation the students had on the box.

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Originally Posted by noodles

Ezra had forgotten that they were meeting for class outside today and he was half way towards the Charms classroom when his brain very abruptly got into gear. He had to sprint through the corridors and down the halls to make sure he arrived on time. Luckily, the fifth year was a good runner, and by the time he burst out the doors and in into the grounds, he had made up for any lost time.

He straightened his clothes and took a second or two to catch his breath before sauntering his way over to the makeshift classroom. Cool as a cucumber. Yep. “Hi Professor.” He greeted Feirgrund, jovial as ever despite the impromptu exercise.

He absently made his way to a seat, not noticing the box until he sat. Interesting. And why were they outside today? The Hogwarts staff really liked to keep you guessing huh?

"Hello Master Greenwood," Feirgrund greeted. It was nice seeing students arrive promptly. So why make them wait any longer?

Eventually, it came time for the lesson to begin. Feirgrund waited as the last set of students arrived before he faced everyone seated.

"Good day, everyone," He addressed the class once the chatter died away. "Now, I know there's a blackboard here, but the lecture and note-taking will be short. This will be ran similar to our Box-Blasting Charm lesson but instead of opening sealed cases we'll be focusing our surroundings. As for this box? You'll be carrying the contents with you on the activity." Whether that relieved or disappointed some students to hear, lessons were lessons. "But first, one at time, share a time that you felt like you were being watched or perhaps needed to find something you lost? How did you handle that?" There were no wrong answers or reactions here.. within reason.


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[FearlessLeader19]

Thank Merlin for a short note taking session!

This Slytherin was more into practical aspects of lessons, especially as the lesson was being held outside. In any case, Ary was already intrigued to learn a few tidbits about the activity. Too bad there would be more waiting time to find out the full details.

As for the questions, Ary mulled them over silently. They were seemingly unrelated; at least he couldn’t figure out any way just yet a manner in which they were linked. He decided to focus on the second one so a hand was raised. “I did lose something important while at home but since I couldn’t use magic… well, I spent a great deal of the morning retracing my steps with the hope of finding it. The entire process was a painstaking one since it involved wasting so much time.” Sure, he could have asked for help but he wasn’t the type to bother anyone, especially not his busy family members who were either involved in their own activities or the Reserve.

[Holmesian Feline]

Okay, their surroundings. The garden…the duck pond…their fellow students and the box that contained something that they could each carry. All and all a nice day despite the breeze that liked to play with the tips of her hair that she had kept mostly loose if pulled back. Nadia returned her full attention to Professor Feirgrund at the questions raised to the class, the sixth year trying to think of her example even as her brother spoke up with one of his own.

“At home, feeling like I’m being watched is a common occurrence.” And no, not feeling like one of the adults was keeping an eye out. “Sometimes its real, like you’ve caught the attention of one of the creatures in their enclosures…sometimes I’m imagining it like its reminding me to pay attention to my surroundings.” Though she would swear that she knew the cliffs like the back of her hand since she was 7.

[noodles]

Ezra wasn't the most organised of people. He lost things on a daily basis – putting them down and them then seemingly vanishing into thin air, then pulling everything apart looking, only to find them in the very place he had left them – the first place he always looked! He blamed those.. what was that movie he had watched with his great uncle Nathan again?--GREMLINS. Yes. Those creepy little blighters from that entertaining movie. Accio was always handy too in school.

He didn't feel like he wanted to voice this in class—it happened too often to be a fun little anecdote for him. The feeling of being watched, too, was familiar to the boy. Ezra had turned out a little.. different from many of his family members. He was the first Ravenclaw on his dad's side for a start, and he didn't show any interest in the close families career paths – a business he was expected to take over at some point in the future. As a result, he often felt like he was being watched at home – considered and scrutinised. He wrinkled his nose thinking about it. But again, not something to voice in class. Or anywhere to be frank.

He pondered over the subject while listening to his classmates. “The paintings in this place are always watching us.” He offered. Not a paranoid feeling like he was sure the Professor meant, but a fact. “I guess just turn them around.” He smiled slightly, amused by the idea of this and the protests from beyond the frames that would ensue.