History of Magic Lesson 2
 

Truebridge had the class set up differently today, there were tables arranged in clusters of three- seven desks, no real rhyme or reason in it. He was sitting at his own desk, apparently completely engrossed in reading a book.

You should probably sit down and get ready for class.

Ahhh, Professor Truebridge. Anna was going to miss this professor once she'd graduated, that was for sure. He always managed to keep things interesting...and thank Merlin he'd forgiven her for the act she pulled in Diagon Alley back when was a sixth year. She strolled into class, textbook in hand, and stopped for a moment by the professor's desk. She started to say hello to him, but he appeared to be very interested in a book, so she'd refrain from conversation. To be polite, though, she sort of waved a little, then passed by his desk and looked for a seat of her own.

The classroom wasn't set up quite like it usually was, but then again, Anna was sort of used to rearranged classrooms to accommodate different lessons. She slid into a seat near the front, cracked her textbook open, and began to read.

Herminny made her way to her seccond HOM class hoping it would not be as crazy and insane like last time. As she walked in the room she noticed the desks were arranged differently and the professor was completely engrossed in a book. She wondered what book engrossed him so and and if it may have to do with the class but decided not to bother him as she took a seat and waited for more people to show up and class to start.

Clark waltzed into the classroom with his textbook. Jake was...still crying. Oh, well. He sat down in seat that was relatively near his buddy and smiled at him. "How ya holding up?" he asked him and stared at the proffesser.

He itched his head, distracted. About a lot of things-Natka, Dani, Jake, allergies, being a duck for that thirty minutes, sporks quidditch, etc. Why was Hogwarts so confusing??

Cam had a pretty good day, he had some yummy stuff for his breakfast and he was healthy as ever! Well not really healthy... kinda? Yeah. He walked into the classroom only to find out the desk arrangement was changed and that the professor was reading a book. Ewwww booksss. He haateedd reading and stuff like that. He only read fun books like... books about stuff he liked. Those were the best books. He took a seat and waited for the class to begin, wondering what the heck they were going to learn about today.

Lyra walked into class with a smile on her face. Great Professor, great class...YUP! She was happy. This was going to be fun no matter what they were doing, kind of like in Bunny Bunbunz' class.

She strolled in behind Banana, walking up to the desk and really didn't care if he was engrossed in a book or not. "Hello, professor," she said with a hop in her step then followed Anna towards the rearranged desk. "Banana, you look lovely today." Such a female thing.

Lucy entered the History of Magic class, eager to know what today's lesson would be about. 'Hmm...the classroom looks different.' She thought sitting down in a seat. She placed her new book, parchment, and quill on her desk. She had had to order new supplies since all her old stuff had been flooded. 'Stupid flood.' "Hello Professor Truebridge." She said.

Celandine walked into class, books in tow. She looked around the room, her eyes landing on Copernicus first, then Lyra and Anna, Cam, The Quidditch God, Pink Haired boy... and finally Plymouth.

She moved to sit at the same cluster of desks that he'd chosen, biting her lip nervously and hoping he wouldn't run away.


Oh yeah...

"Hi professor..."

Lawliet walked into the HoM classroom and wanted to greet the professor - until he noticed that he was reading (and he was really into it). The Slytherin boy glanced around the classroom for a family face and he noticed Clifford - the Slytherin Head Boy he had met at one of their previous lessons.

He walked over to him swiftly, gave him a small smile and took a seat beside his while waiting quietly for class to begin.

"Hello Jake, Anna, Plymouth, Clark, William, Cameron, Clifford, Lyra, Lucy, Copernicus, Celandine, Mari and Lawliet." Truebridge greeted, without taking a breath. He put his book in his desk drawer and looked around the classroom.

"I suppose you want to learn something. Preferably interesting enough to keep you occupied, without being difficult enough to require too much thinking? I'm guessing something boring is out of the question?" Ethan was completely serious with his questions, his expression deadpan.

"It might be a little boring, but I will endevour to make it relatively painful for you. Today we are going to talk about Wizarding organizations. Teams, clubs, councils, orders, secret societies and the like. Hands up to tell me any that you are aware of, both historically and in a contemporary sense."

Lucy raised her hand, ready to start answering questions. "The Order of the Phoenix was a secret society. It was started by Albus Dumbledore during the first and second Wizarding War to help stop the Dark Lord."

Rachel, who had walked in silently minutes before the professor had began talking, now stared up at Professor Truebridge with a slightly confused expression. Something interesting? Painful? What was going on? The fifth year decided to put the matter to the back of her head and concentrate on the lesson. After all, she was having a hard time as it was, with her eyes trailing to the corner where Reid and her had met for the first time.

Raising her hand, Rachel took a few seconds to think before asking, "Professor, they aren't exactly a club... But do the Wizengamot count? And how about the actual Ministry?"

"There's the Quidditch teams, both within the school and throughout the world," Lawliet replied, his hand raised. "And there's also Dumbledore's Army, which was a secret club formed by Harry Potter to fight against Lord Voldemort from back in the day," he added as an afterthought.

Daniel raised his hand to participate, "Professor, do the Inquisitorial squad count?" he said for that is the first thing that pops into his mind when the word Wizarding organizations cane up. "And then there is the Slug Club."

Demetria raised her hand. "What about Dumbledore's Army?" she asked. "I'm not sure if it qualifies as official, but it's still a good organization."

"What about the ministry of magic?" Kel asked, raising his hand. It was an organization, wasn't it? And it had to be started, at some point. He kinda hoped it counted, because he had no ideas other than that.