Those were some fast answers. Truebridge waited for a moment.

"Heimdall is correct. Thats five for Hufflepuff." He nodded at Jake. Lets see how they did on the next one.

"For the first, second and third years only, worth five points, What do the Norse gods and goddesses eat each year to keep them young?"

"A golden apple."

"Golden Apples?" Nika tried to answer.

A golden apple from Idunna," Emmaleigh said raising her hand.

"Five points for Gryffindor. It was indeed golden apples that the gods ate to keep themselves young. A bonus point for Hufflepuff for mention of Idunna." Truebridge tallied the board.

"Next question, For five points and to Fourth and Fifth years. What type of wood ‘courts the flash’?"

"its Ash Professor?" Salander asked raising his hand

Marie raised her hand. "That would be Ash Sir."

"It is Ash. Five points for Slytherin."

"It is but that question was for fourth and fifth years only." He got ready for the next one and then asked.

"Sixth and Seventh years, for five points, From what was Audhumla created?"

"She, Audhumla the cow, was created from the melting ice at the beginning of time, sir" Jimmy answered, hand up.

maisie looked around, confused as usual. she looked at all these smart people and wished she was as smart as them! this entire class she had been thinking to herself, 'what?...whaat?....whaaat?....WHAT??' she looked down at her dry quill, and blank paper. it wasnt her fault she didnt know how to take notes. she looked up again with her very confused face.

Emily raised her hand,
"Sir she was created out of melting ice"

"Thats what the myth tells us." Truebridge agreed. "Five points for Ravenclaw." One more question to go....

He glanced around.

"This one is for everyone and is worth five points. It will be the last question." Truebridge paused.

"What was Gleipnir made from?"

"Ehh… apparently Gleipnir -that’s the chain that bound the Fenris wolf- was made from the footstep of a cat, the roots of a mountain, a woman's beard, the breath of fishes, the sinews of a bear and a bird's spittle, or six impossible things.” Random stuff. Jim offered all this with his hand up. Was that it? Were they done? Epic. Heyy had that been the inspiration for that other six impossible things? The Alice in Wonderland thing? Hmm.

Selina tried as quickly as she could to shoot her hand up before anyone else. "Ohh! It was for an chain that was impossible to break. Dwarves created it out of six things, rather odd things. If I remember correctly it was, the sound of a cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountain, the sinews of a bear, the breath of a fish, and the spittle of a bird, sir."

Kurumi flipped through the book in front of her and found the page describing the Gleipnir. "Professor," she said with her hand raised. "Gleipnir, which means 'open one' in Old Norse, is made from combining the sound of a cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the roots of a mountain, the sinews of a bear, the breath of a fish, and the spittle of a bir." She paused for a moment to catch her breath as she had rattled off that bit rather quickly. "The Glepnir is the binding that holds the wolf Fenrir, or Fenrisulfr. The gods and goddesses asked the dwarves to forge a chain that was impossible to break and they did so out of six impossible things. They say that it is as thin as a silken ribbon, it is stronger than any iron chain. The Glephnir is also the reason for Thor losing his hand as the great wolf could not get free and instead bit Thor's hand. Gleipnir is said to hold until Ragnarök, I suppose you could compare that to the end of the world, when it will break and Fenrir will devour Odin." Kurumi pet the book. Professor Truebridge certainly had some treasures in that library in the back of the room.

A canary cream? But that was to be consumed wasn't it? However...

...

She was making herself confused with this. So, it was lost magic, yet it could have been the result of a combination of spell work and runework? This was rather useful magic! If one was able to transform into an animal yet still keep their minds just like animagi, but not having to go through the years of training to become one, why in Merlin's beard was it lost?

Having been so absorbed in trying to figure this all out, Evelyn pretty much dazed off and stared into space. Or well, her notebook, but she wasn't paying attention until it was mentioned that the last question came up...and she had no idea who answered.

"Impossible stuff..." she muttered, nodding ever so slightly at whoever was saying answers yet continuing to stare at her book. Nothing was completely lost was it? There should be information about this 'magic' somewhere. Shouldn't be too hard to find.

*Raising his hand Matty said.*
"Gleipnir was made from the footstep of a cat, the roots of a mountain, a woman's beard, the breath of fish, the sinews of a bear and a bird's spit, or known as six impossible things.”

"Six impossible things." Truebridge agreed. "Thats right, five points for Ravenclaw."

"A bonus point for Gryffindor for mention of the dwarves, and that the chain was made with the intention of being impossible to break." Truebridge answered.

"And another point for Gryffindor for the extra information."

"Very impossible." Truebridge agreed, quite straight faced. What was young Evelyn doing? At least she was reading her book.

"Strange things indeed."

And the quizzing part of the class was done.

"Some of you may be wondering what the point of all these questions are, and indeed why I chose to have an open book quiz at all. It is my belief that the point of a question is not the answer, it is to find more things to ask about, more things to learn about."

He tapped the board and it updated with the final quiz scores.

"Before you go today, I would like each of you to write three questions, based on the questions I asked in the quiz game today, write them on a piece of parchment and raise your hand as soon as you are done. You may of course use the textbooks to help form your questions." And of course they'd earn points based on their questions too.

ooc: questions need to be done within 24 hours, and then class will end.

Kurumi frowned at the points board. She knew she should have put the book back when she had had the chance. She had gotten so involved in all the mysteries that lay in its pages that she had zoned out for about half of the quiz questions. Still, she had contributed a fair amount, so she should be too sad.

Kurumi then took out a fresh piece of parchment and looked over at her notes from the quiz round.

Kurumi stared at the questions list for several minutes trying to find some sort of pattern or theme - something that showed up over and over again. The first thing that popped into her mind was the use of wood. It seemed to be something common, especially mistletoe and ash. Kurumi flipped through the crimson book on her desk and smiled when she read something useful.

"Oh, well that is interesting," she said as her eyes scanned the story of Norse goddess, Frigga, and her attempt to protect her son, Baldur, from all harm.

Kurumi turned to her parchment and began to write a question.


Satisfied, Kurumi set her quill down and returned to the book. She supposed that she her first question was more like two questions, but there were too many connection waiting to be found, so Kurumi decided to ignore this for now. Still, thinking a bit more, Kurumi was curious about something, so she decided to write that thought down.



It was a bit vague, but it was something that Kurumi was curious about.

Flipping through the book a bit more, Kurumi began to lose focus on the task at hand and leaned closer to the book as her interest grew and grew with each word she read of the various stories. She found it interesting how the sons and daughters of several of the gods and goddesses also shared their parent's runes. Did that mean the power of the runes was something hereditary? Like genes? Kurumi had to laugh at that last thought as she picked up her quill again and set to writing another question.



Kurumi continued to read the book until she fell upon a story about a frost goddess whose beauty enchanted Freyr, god of sunshine and rain. The story was so tragic, had so much deception, yet it was beautiful at the same time. Then again, Kurumi just really loved mythology.



Checking her parchment, Kurumi raised her hand for Professor Truebridge to come around and check her work. "Professor, I'm done."

Chocolate frogs was a messy eat. And if one wanted to eat the stuff without becoming covered in chocolate, which she did since she was in class, they would have to eat the chocolaty treat slowly. This, of course, left her unable to answer the rest of the questions, not that she minded, she had chocolate frogs.

When the questioning finally ended, and she'd finished her frogs, she listened up to what the professor had to say while pulling out a piece of parchment and her quill. Questions based on questions he'd asked them. Hm. That required a bit of thought on her part, and a few flipped pages to come up with three questions.



When she finished scribbling down her three questions, she stared at them for a moment, twirling her quill as she considered the three before raising her hand.

Jim was watching the professor out of the corner of his eye. He had a feeling he knew where this was going. After taking a good few minutes to think about it, he scribbled out his questions, wondering if anyone would make him justify his chosen questions.



That'd do. He dropped his quill negligently and put his hand up.

It seemed that either Patroclus was tooooooo slow, or Professor Truebridge and his students were just toooooo fast, for it seemed that the young lion Prefect, had missed all the questions.

The way it had panned out, seemed that Patroclus was always jotting down the question and answer from the previous round was asked, so he never really got a chance, but at least he was learning as Truebridge had said, that is the point of asking questions.....and now it seemed that it was there turn to do the asking.

Skimming back over his notes of the lesson, a thought occured to Patroclus; how do we know this? Yes it was all well and good, to sat that Baldr's Bane was mistletoe, but how do we know that?
So flicking through the pages of his text book, Patroclus decided on his first question


Continuing to flip through his book, Patroclus fumbled across a rather cool drawing of a man and a woman, and from that decided his next question,

It seemed like a god question, considering that they were studying Nordic Mythlogy, it only seemed right to ask a question that seemed to be the closest link from the gods, to the students who sat here studying them.
Looking at his previous questions and it’s relation to the end of the reign of the Æsir and the Vanir Patroclus thought it to be a simple link to ask something that related to the origin of the gods, however something kept popping up, so it formed his last question


“Fini Sir!” Patroclus smiled, with his hand raised.