Umm, Amy thought deeply, maybe something to do with my family? she thought, um I'm not really sure, she said, slowly, hoping she didn't sound too simple

"That's ok," Nolan assured her. "Sometimes, you don't always know what your tea leaves are trying to tell you. In that case, you can only move forward with life and find out later what the symbols meant," he explained.

Wow. Didn't he sound philosophical? Tee hee.

"Ok guys, time to wrap it up!" he exclaimed to the class. He walked back to the front of the class and waved his wand, erasing the chalkboard. "Here's your homework," he announced, and with another wave the assignment wrote itself out on the board.

"Please clean up your teacups before you leave. If you older students know Evanesco, feel free to use that, and for the younger students, either find an older student to help you, or come and set your teacup up here and I'll clean them off for you," he explained. "Once you have done that, feel free to pack up your things and head off. Thank you all for attending today!" he added with a grin as he waited for people to begin the cleanup process.

Ellie finally smiled for, like, probably the first time this class. Well, because it was over! Yay. And, 'younger students'? Who said they didn't know evanesco?

She pointed her wand at the cup, did the necessary wand movement, "Evanesco!" she said. The contents in the cup disappeared. Thank you, daddy, she thought.

She brought her cup up to the front and then left the room. Glad that class was over.

Alex grabbed her wand from behind her ear and casted, "Evanesco." on the teacup causing the contents to disappear before replacing her wand behind her ear and packing up and putting her cup of front making sure she had the homework copied down before leaving the room.

Lysandra cleaned up her things and put them up neatly. She then wrote the homework Professor Reynolds gave them. She got up from her seat and walked to the door. Great lesson Professor, I learned a lot today. And she walked out the door.

Selena took out her wand. "Evanesco," Selena said simply as the contents disappeared and she placed the cup in the front. She copied down the homework and looked at the teacher. "Thanks for the great lesson, Professor," Selena smiled, "till next time," she said before she walked out of the classroom.

They were dooooone!

Blinking a few times, and resisting the urge to yawn or close her eyes for longer then three seconds, Evelyn pulled out her wand and 'Evanesco'd' her cup before setting it gently down on the table she was using.

There, now that everything was neat and orderly there, the Slytherin packed up her bag and stood up, stretching a little before placing her bag on her shoulder. Tiiime to go sleeeeeeeeeep! "Bye Professor." she mumbled, rubbing her sleepy eyes before heading out the door.

Emma smiled and cried, "Evanesco" Her tea cup was clean. She put it on the table gently. "Thank you Professor!" she cried, picking up her bags.

Jimbo quickly wrote down the homework and picked up his wand again.
He pointed it at the things and said, "Evanesco!" They got all clean and shiny and nice and smooth and pretty and nice...
Jimbo put the things away and almost tripped again, but DIDN'T! Which was good because he would have broken the cups. Yush, but he didn't so that was good.
He skipped back over to his desk and picked up his notebook and quill and stuff. "Gudbye Prof!" he giggled, before leaving the room, skipping.

AWE-some.

That was his word to describe what he'd learned today. Though, he'd have to learn 'Evanesco' soon.

Treyen wrote down the homework, and made a mental note to make it as soon as he could, so homework wouldn't pile up (even if it's already piled up). And once that was written, he stood up, gathered his things...and went over to the Professor with his teacup. He placed it on the table and looked at Professor Reynolds, "I don't know Evanesco" he could clean it the muggle way, but the Professor did mention that he could clean the teacups for them. It was settled, then.

"Thank you for the class, Professor!" he smiled, this class has certainly been enlightening. And he was on his way to becoming Gilderoy Lockhart. Life couldn't get better.

The little Lockhart proceeded to exit the classroom much-too-confident for his own good.

Oh, good!

Now to finally make a reading.

Gold headed to the front of the class, levitated a few tea-leaves out of the tray - she did not grab them, or anything. People were going to use these tea-leaves to brew tea, and it just wasn't fair if everyone touched them. Hands can be dirty. Nuuu - and headed back to her seat.

Where she added the leaves to the hot water, to brew herself some - hopefully delicious - tea.

Once that was done, she leaned back in her seat, letting her mind free itself. Forget everything, everyone. But that was harder, than she had thought it would be. There were quite a few people, that she did not want to let go. Quite a few questions, too - some that she would rather not think of, now or ever. She let the thoughts dissolve, fade away, as best as she could, but that of two people remained. Gold chewed on her lower lip a bit, then decided to focus on one. Because neither would go away.

She left a small amount of tea in the bottom of her cup and, once she had drunk the tea, gave the container three, good swirls. The leaves spread out, quite evenly and -- and then she dumped them, quite unceremoniously. Three breaths. She could wait that, before turning the cup over. She did, too. Now, could she please read?

Get this over with?

Gold frowned. Then, without realizing it, she picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and began to write. Because she had too much on her mind, these days. She wanted to get this reading off it, at the very least. Putting it into words would, she knew, help her escape.




She laid down her quill, and looked at what she had written. Gold bit her lip, and then glanced up, at the Professor.

Right.

Class over.

Evanesco. Gold pocketed her wand, once she had vanished the mess. It didn't feel comfortable there, anymore. She had gotten too used to her wrist-holster, by now.

"Thanks for the lesson, professor," the sixth year said vaguely, as she jotted down the homework, and rose to her feet. Maybe she could tackle this homework, right away. Or maybe she needed some sleep. The sixth year looked thoughtful for a second, then shook herself out of her thoughts and, straightening up, headed out of the classroom.

No idea where to.

Amy looked around, and down at her cup, she listened to the other students and tried herself, Evanesco, hey it worked! she said happily as she picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, grabbing the cup she placed it back on the front desk and walked out of the lesson, calling back goodbye, to the professor

After Noir finished copying her homework, she took out her wand and she looked to the cup "Evanesco" suddenly the cup is clean..Noir looked at Professor Reynolds "Thank you for the lesson Professor..Have a good day.." she smiled and then walked out

"Goodbye," Nolan said to each student with a smile as they left. THERE. That hadn't been so horrible, had it? He could BREATHE now. As the last student left the room, he waved his wand a few times to clean up the remaining messy cups before grabbing his bag and heading back to his office, closing the door behind him.