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Transfiguring Stuff Loud, blaring music can be heard coming from the open Transfiguration classroom. It's beckoning you to enter....? Shaw, dressed in a long alligator skin cloak, has seated himself in a desk at the back of the room. The desk is turned so that he can see everyone that enters and no one will ever be at his back. He's removed his hat and his head shines a little from the incoming sunlight. The rest of the room is typical: desks in rows, chalkboard, books, dust. No directions are given, no friendly smiles. Enter if you're up for learning a little something something from Shaw. But I wouldn't interrupt until the song was over if I were you... |
Nika skipped into the transfiguration room happily. She couldn't help but feel that there was something different about it. Where is her old professor? Nika shrugged and made her way to the new one. "Hi Sir. I'm Nika Adler!" She smiled at him. Ooh music? |
How was Anakin to know there was loud blaring music? All he knew was, it was time for Transfiguration class. So to transfiguration class he would go. Stepping into the room, and eying the mysterious teacher person at the front, Ani gave a small smile with a head bob in recognition, before he shouldered his book bag and headed straight for a seat up front. Normally, he wasn't the type to be shy and not speak. But the looks of the Prof. were kind of intimadating. |
The first thing Simon noticed about the classroom now belonging to one of the ministry appointed professors was the loud music blaring from the room and through the open door. He winced and entered the classroom glad at least that the room seemed normal enough. His mouth opened to say a greeting soon closed it figuring it was no use to try and hear anything beside the music, so he simply walked over to one of the desks and took a seat. The captain then settling his books, parchment and quill on the desk in front of him, his wand still in his pocket. |
OH YES. :whaa: Minnie was ready to learn, like seriously...she was PUMPED for it. The little blonde skipped through into the room, a faint grin placed on her face.She couldn't help but be excited, she was gonna LEARN stuff. fixing the perfectly placed princess crown on her head, she looked around the nearly empty room. HMMMPH. She looked at the dude now, the tall and scary dude and smiled. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAI." *BEAM* |
Tayla entered the Transfiguration classroom excitedly. As a sign of polite greeting, Tayla smiled at the teacher sitting in a desk at the back of room. The music was so loud, she didn't bother speaking, so she mouthed the words "Good morning Professor," and went to look for a seat. "Awesome..." she thought to herself, a smile still on her face. She couldn't wait to begin! She sat up front, near the chalkboard, and tried to recall what she read in the first chapters of her textbook. |
Music. That was new. And MEGA boring. Ellie disliked it. She SUPPOSED she could suffer through it, though. Purely out of curiosity, of course. Curiosity as to just WHO this professor was. Magnus was, unfortunately, gone, soooo..... After her and Kingsley, this new guy had GIANT sized shoes to fill. "Hello," was Ellie's greeting, in a most suspicious tone. Did he have what it takes? Did he? Huuuuh? We shall see. The girl walked over to a desk juuuuuust offcenter. Middle row, next to middle column. She also pulled her wand out, and tapped it on the desk. They'd better not be taking notes. Ellie never did so anyway. Notes were just SO boring. Rivaling that music. |
What's with the music? Dallin thought, walking slowly into the classroom. He looked around cautiously, noticing the professor as one he hadn't seen before. One of the ministry-appointed professors, probably. Not bothering to say a greeting over the blare of the music Dal took a seat in the back of the room. He put his elbow on his desk and his chin in his hands, already bored. He hoped the lesson was an interesting one. |
Jacob had heard the loud music all the way from the common room. He'd followed it down here, when he saw it was coming from the Transfiguration class. WAS HE LATE?! DANG! Jacob rushed into the class, but saw that people were just settling in. Oh... well. Alright. Jacob decided to just take a seat and listen to the music that the man seemed to be intently focused on. But is was rather calming... it made Jacob sleepy... so very Sleepy. Maybe just putting his head down for a second wouldn't be TOO bad. right? Jacob just closed his eyes and put his head on the desk, listening to the calming music. |
Orabelle entered the class and looked around. Oooh... there was pretty music, for some reason, she felt like that was a good sign that this class would be somewhat decent and relaxing, which meant she would be able to sleep in this class. "Hello professor," Orabelle greeted quietly with a slight nod of her head, she didn't want to disrupt the professor and the music was pretty. She didn't want to disrupt it. Orabelle then took a seat faaaaaar away from the front and all the way in the back. She could even use her textbook as a pillow - brilliant. She placed it on her desk and rested her head on it. Ehhh. She wanted a real pillow. Perhaps he'd teach them how to do that today so the whole class could take a nap. |
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Stepping into the Transfiguration room, he eyed the professor before taking a seat next to that Minnie girl he'd met briefly at the feast. He was in an awful mood and decided his best bet was to sit next to the girl who seemed like she was perpetually happy. As he settled down in his seat and pulled out his things, he wasn't sure if he should be scared or amused by this professor. Cause seriously. Who thought they'd be taken seriously in ALLIGATOR robes? |
The eleven year old skipped her way to the Transfiguration classroom, but stopped at the entrance. Her daddy said that to make a proper impression she needed to act civilized? Oh well, she forgot. The girl patted her uniform skirt for any invisible lent and walked into the classroom. The music reached her ears. It was loud, but it was nice. Why was there music, eh? Her brain began to work and she looked around the classroom. What if the professor was trying to get them all to sleep and then brainwash them? HMM? Giving the man a polite nod, Peyton went to sit in the front row. She wanted to see what this man was up to. AND, he wasn't smiling. What was it with the professors at this school. Didn't they like smile or something? She was going to teach them how to smile, hehe? SMILE. |
Well this was new. Not the music coming from the classroom, no the nameplate on the door. Who was this Shaw? Mia really should pay more attention at the feasts. She had taken absolutely no notice of the Headmaster's speech and who was teaching what. But then she did like suprises so why find these things out beforehand? She slipped inside the classroom and gave the man sitting up the front an enthusiastic wave as she passed his desk. No point in saying anything, he probably wouldn't hear her over the music anyway. Finding a seat somewhere in the middle, Mia placed her bag under the desk and sat down. |
Hearing music blaring as she came down the hall, she entered into the classroom her eyes widening even more. That man! He was the one...Merlin... She just stood there stunned. She was not an it...no way nuh uh. Should she glare again? Yep, glaring at the man, she found a seat way in the back dropping her bag loudly on the floor. Her and Ivan had tried following the man, but well that hadn't come of anything. She'd figured he'd gone and gotten lost. Now they were to be taught by him. OI! |
Carter walked in the classroom fighting the temptation to hold his hands against his ears. He was not a big fan of classical music. Classical meant old - which is where music like that should have stayed. Carter yelled a "Hello Professor," but wasn't sure if it could be heard over the music. Ehh... whatever. The man didn't look like he wanted to be interrupted - ever. In fact... it looked like this whole 'coming to Hogwarts' thing interrupted his... alligator wrestling. Really? Where did Lord Borr find these guys? Without much further thought he took a seat in the middle of the classroom. A middle seat should be nice and safe. |
Oakey followed Shaw all the way to his classroom running from nothing, this guy was weird. he looked scarey but he was actually hilarious. He turned a corner and Oakey had lost him but figured he must be the Transfiguration Professor. It was the only open position left that Oakey knew of. When he made it to the class room the door was closed but he heard loud music. The door opened and Oakey popped right in.Mister Shaw, you still haven't told me what you were running from? He didn't answer back right away, so oakey just took a seat at the front of the class and waited . |
Ivan walked into Transfiguration really not wanting to do anything at all but was caught off guard when he heard music from the room. Looking around he spotted the crazy dude that was on the pitch and inwardly moaned. Crazy dude was teaching Transfig...this should be interesting. Pushing the strap of his satchel higher up on his shoulder he found a seat in the far back away from everyone. They could sit around him. Yup. |
TRANSFIGURATION. The class of ultimate disguise. The class where she could have been anything she wanted, literally. Lola Jones heard music. Instinctively, her eyes went wide open and before entering, she dramatically went into her tip-toes. Tip-toe, tip-toe, and she SOOOOOOOARED through the door in one of the most melodramatic and graceful ways as she could (in reality, she resembled a a duck failing to flap its wings) but her arms were in front of her and she ballerina'd her way in class to the song, believing she was not a human being any longer. This was why she adored Transfiguration. Was she Lola Jones anymore? No. She was the Black SWAN. FIERCE. ELEGANT. CUE LIGHTS & MUSIC. In her own little world, the girl twirled and twirled and TWIIIIIIRLED, glancing at the professor and waving midway through her twirls--but no, she continued to twirl and twirl and twirl all the way through her seat, and when she couldn't twirl anymore, the fourth year Slytherin swayed her arms in a breathtaking and theatrical manner to the music, feeling the music inside of her soul--INSIDE OF HER MEDULLA TO HER KABBALAHS! FIERCE. ELEGANT. |
Jai, wearing his school sweater today,came into class and sat at an empty desk. His first Transfigurations class at Hogwarts. He didn't know what to expect but just to expect the unexpected. He didn't know what to expect with the setting of the room. What the professor was going for? What mood they wanted to set? It only made him even more curious about the lesson. |
:music: On my way to Transfiguration... Gonna learn how to turn crap into other crap... Gonna make rats into cups or something.... :music: ... Aaron Anderson stopped at the door of the classroom. That music's coming from here? Odd. The captain wanted to peek in to make sure he was going to the right room, but as it seemed, it was. So he strode into the room with confidence. Heck, he was Slytherin's Quidditch Captain. Looking to the back... BACK of the room, Aaron saw the professor kinda.... glaring. Weird. Aaron gave the man a look and a quick, "Good day, before sitting down in the center of the room.... He didn't know if the professor would be teaching from the front or the back... So the center should have worked. The captain took out his books from his back. |
but WHY are there FISH?! This music kind of reminded her of... no, she had no idea. Hateya wandered into the classroom, and sort of half-froze as she saw the professor sitting at the back. Ah. She looked at the seats at the front, wondering if she should sit there to avoid any gravity cows he might experience during class. But then, what if he came up to the front to teach? One short mini-debate in her head later, and she took a seat in the middle row, one column of desks in from the edge. There. She'd be safe there, right? He wouldn't spontaneously leap-fall onto her there, right? |
Borr picked out the most.... interesting people to be professors Arya decided as she walking into the classroom, wand twirling idly between the fingers of her right hand. Not that the one's Tate picked out were any more 'normal', just that Borr's seemed to be a bit more off to the young girl. The song this one was playing was nice though. "Hello, Professor." Could he even hear her? Meh. She nodded her head at the man before taking a seat in the center of the classroom and ready-ed herself for some learning. Hopefully they'd be learning. |
Why was the music so loud here? Not that she minded it really. Vashti LIKED loud music. She just wondered what exactly it had to do with Transfiguration. It meant there was really no point in saying a hello to the professor - unless she wanted to shout, which she didn't - so she waved to him before turning and taking a seat next to... Anakin! She tapped him on the shoulder and waved to him as well, still not speaking even though he could read lips. |
Soo it was Transfiguration time. The very class Josh had forgotten to bring his wand to the last one he participated though this subject always had stuff to do with wands and nothing else. Bahahahaha. Apparently the lion boy was too interested in the stuff that it even made him forget to bring his wand. Yeaa, seriously. Meh. However this time it was going to be different. Yep, pretty much different. He was sure of it. Because this time he had his wand safely with him. Because this time there was going to be a new mysterious professor. Because this time he was hearing music while approaching the class. And because this time he was gladly carrying his girlfriend on his back to the place and nooo he was not tired at all. He could carry her during the whole day anyway, that wouldn't be a problem. Glancing at the man yet not paying much attention to him once the Gryffindor was inside the class with the she-snake, he walked to the perfect desk for them at the back of the class and slowly turned his back to it so he could gently place Evelyn on. ''I hope you liked this spot. Is it good enough?'' |
FANTASTIC! It was Transfiguration, Zara's next class. Zara entered the classroom, upon hearing the music. It sounds like the kind of music Zara would play on the piano. She smiled at the professor in acknowledgement and went on to sit on one of the chairs, though not clearly knowing who she was sitting beside. |
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