If we got attacked!?! WHAT? Nika stared at the teacher with her mouth agape. "Well pro- I mean just Shaw that is a chainsaw and I don't think it's legal to use it in a classroom." Or at least she hoped it wasn't legal. What's this guys problem anyways? *cough* Anger management issues *cough*

"Well, just shaw, I don't think chainsaws are good for anything. People use them to cut down trees, but that's not good because we should love our planet!" Nika said proudly. "We should love it, not destroy it." Mr. Chainsaw "just shaw" was very different from normal teachers.

"Because you felt like being violent?" Or that he wanted them to remember his name either one should work. "We're here because it's a required course at this school!" Exactly. "It's a subject we have to take." Very literal meanings.

Tayla tried to ignore the ugly sound of the chainsaw as it cut the chalkboard. "Seriously! This teacher is crazy no doubt!" she thought to herself. She slowly raised her hand and answered each question. It's a good thing she grew up in the Muggle world, so what a chainsaw was wasn't difficult to answer.

"A chainsaw is used to cut trees. It is...mechanical and powered by...electricity - at least in the Muggle world."

Tayla continued with the next question. "Erm...S..Sh..Shaw, I think you changed that desk to a chainsaw because...well, you're the transfiguration teacher. And maybe...you like chainsaws?"

Tayla tried to stop the quiver in her voice and answered the final questions a little more bravely. "We-we're here to learn the art of transfiguration, w-which is changing the form of an object and making it appear as something else. It includes v-vanishing of objects as well."

Tayla inhaled deeply, realising she was holding her breath.

Ok, there was one thing for sure. This. Professor. Was. CRAZY.

Samira was seriously starting to worry about her safety. What if he did human demonstrations? Oh Merlin. Samira wanted to leave. Now. But, of course she couldn't. He might use his chainsaw to cut her in half.

....

Wait. Did he just say they may be attacked?!
That did it. Samira was freaked out. And then he ruined a perfectly good blackboard. Funnn....

Samira cleared her throat and raised her hand as confidently as she could. "Well, Sir...chainsaws are good for cutting things..." and people. "And you changed the desk into a chainsaw because you....wanted to show the class a demonstration?" Why did he do that? Ugh. Who knows. "We're here to, well, learn." Duh. "And transfiguration is changing one object to another." There. She answered all the questions. Maybe now he won't eat her.

Orabelle cringed as she heard the metal grind against the chalkboard and she covered her precious ears. Did he not know he could possibly cause ear damage? ehmaMerlin. It was terrible. He had no sense of what looked nice at all. Where did this professor get his teaching license? Was he even capable of teaching a class?

"A chainsaw thingy is obviously for writing your name up on the board as well as harming our ears," Orabelle said after raising her hand. "You changed it to a chainsaw so you could write on the board and kill our ears, and transfiguration is the process of changing an item to something else as long as if it does not break Gamp's laws of transfiguration," Orabelle finished. The part about the ears was just honestly. She didn't even like the sound of nails on a chalkboard, who would like a chainsaw?

Gosh, this professor... really... he was insane.

They'd be attacked?

Marie just stood there, blinking and watching as the desk transformed into a chainsaw. She silently spoke up, after raising her hand..."Well, that's the purpose of this class, to be trained in order that if in case of an emergency we need some specific artifact we don't have around..." Kinda. She was just too shocked to think about an attack or what was the real reason the professor had done such transformation.

And all that could be seen around them was silence, shock if possible.

Caroline sat with her mouth opened. Huh? How were these people quified to teacher. Borr chose alot lunatics to teach them. She glanced over at Carter and rolled her eyes.

Repeating the Professor along with the other students. "Shawwwwwwwwww"

She looked over at Carter again who look just as a annoyed as her. "Seriously?" She whisptered to him.



Whoa, He asked way to many questions at once. but Caroline raised her hand. "The chainsaw is good for cutting down trees. Did you transfigure the saw to help us pronounce your name. We are here to learn transfiguration" Really? What other reason would we be here? To sit count sleep. That wouldn't be such a bad idea. "And transfiguration is the art of changing an object on another different object."She said, with a smirk.

Connor sat there looking at the man. He had absolutely no respect for a teacher who would not let the students call them Professor. Furthermore the use of just the last name only suggested some sort of military background. He did not join the other students in the kindergarten pronunciation of the man's name. Hello, transfuguration that is the name of the class. What in the name of Merlin's sparkly pink underpants did the man think they were there for.

Anasta Lora Riddle enters.
She greets and nods all here with Shaw.
Then girl began to summarize some text.
"M-m-m... To transform one subject into another it is very simple, in case of use and wear process. How to improve subjects gilding... Nevertheless this discipline is m-m-m-mysterious", she sings inside herself kitten melody.
Then she has said loudly: "I love magic music!", and has settled down on comfortable sitting near window.

Helena was... a bit scared. Really.

She didn't repeat the man's name, but she got the idea. No Mr. No Sir. No professor. JUST Shaw. Okay.

As for the next part... Uhh. She raised her hand. "A chainsaw is good for cutting... things." Like... HARD things. Right? "And I suppose that we are here... to learn about Transfiguration," she added shyly. As for the last question... "Transfiguration. Changing something... into something else." Riiiight?

Melina's ears perked up as she neared the classroom. She knew that piece...

Oooooohhhh, it's the Children's Waltz!! She'd danced that piece with the London Ballet Theatre when she was 9. Such a beautiful melody. She knew she should exert some self control in the classroom, but no- not when there was music to dance to.

Not caring a lick about what anyone thought (though hoping the tough-looking teacher wouldn't be upset with her), Melina gracefully entered the classroom, dancing the steps she still remembered from her performance.

She did a double pirouette at the door, into an arabesque, changement forward, into a pique' turn. She curtsied at her professor, knowing that saying hello was pointless over the volume of the music. But she didn't want to use words anyway- dance was a language in and of itself.

She artfully tossed her textbook on the far seat in the front row, took a chasse' step and leapt in a perfect tour jete' to the front of her desk. One chaines turn landed her elegantly in her seat.

Ohhhhh, that felt goooood.

"Shaw." Mordred tried not to smirk as he pronounced the professor's name. He raised his hand to answer Shaw's question.

"A chainsaw is good for cutting things, just like what you did to the board. You changed the desk to a chainsaw, because this class is called Transfiguration. And Transfiguration is obviously the art of changing the form of an object." he said as he put down his arm. He's not sure though if he made sense, but he thought Shaw would get it since he answered it based on how he asked the question.

The music died down, a peace settled over Melina...only to be shredded by the look of the giant CHAINSAW he just turned his desk into.

Merlin's Polka-Dot Socks. Pleeeeease don't cut off my legs! I need them for my career.

Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-awwwww?"


She was now sitting bolt upright, eyes wide as saucers, heart hammering in her 11 year-old chest. Oh my Godric he's a lunatic! A chainsaw-massacre maniac! Does the Headmaster know he's hired a chainsaw-wielding lunatic?"

Why on earth was she raising her hand? He'd chop her into bits if she said the wrong thing. An owl would send her home to her grieving parents in a matchbox.

"Uhh-hhh-hhh," she stammered. "A ch-ch-ains-s-aw is used for... (don't say cutting off people's legs, sir)... c-c-cutting wood into useful objects. It (oh, she got it!!) changes the wood into something else. Like transfiguration! We're here to learn how to change objects into other useful ones."

She was pretty sure she nailed the question. If not, she'd be shredded soon enough.

Oakey stood straight up! IT'S A CHAINSHAW! I-I MEAN CHAINSAW! Oakey grabbed his things again and moved one more row back, he looked behind himself and saw he had three more rows to go to get to the back. Oakey continued with the Questions still. CHAINSAW'S CUT STUFF, AND SCARE PEOPLE WHEN REVVED UP LIKE THAT DURING A CLASS! WE'RE HERE TO Oakey Paused at this question. Are we here to turn our desks into chainsaws too? he asked Shaw. Oh and Transfiguration is a magic that transforms one object into another.

"Shaw, you were showing us how we can Transfigure anything to anything"" Willaim told him. William does not like this professor. William will still do what he is told.

Did he just sit on the floor? Pfft, she wouldn't do that, she'd get all covered in dirt and dust and ick. What did they need for class but didn't already have? She always carried all her items for each class inside her bag. Wait, that meant she'd have to walk past him with that chainsaw thingy infront of him.

Nope, she didn't need anything. She'd also stay nice and safe right there in her desk.

After writing down 'Gamp didn't crap know crap', Hateya tried to figure out just what the heck ChainShaw was saying. Frim fram what? What?

She looked down at her backpack, sure that she'd brought everything she needed. Quill, inkpot, parchment, textbook, obviously her wand... what didn't she have? She'd even packed her bottomless paper bag of candy, courtesy of Kyle.

And she sure as heck wasn't going to be the first one to go up there, though at least he was already lying down and couldn't, therefore, fall on her again.

Was the professor trying to educate them about the opposite sex as well as transfiguration with that slight comment? Only Merlin knew. Glad that the chainsaw had been set aside, along with the whack job of a teacher, Theodore pursed his lips and thought. A light bulb flicked on over his head after a short moment and taking a courageous, deep breath, he stood up and marched to the board. Grabbing a piece of chalk, he looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else would be brave enough to be one of the firsts to approach the front of the class.

In neat cursive, he scrawled one word on the board: KNOWLEDGE.

It might've been a little cheeky but ingenious, no?

Oakey got up from his seat. He inched his way forward to "Shaw's" Chalkboard he picked up a piece of chalk and wrote My Common Sense He didn't need to be in this class his curiosity lead him here from the Quidditch Pitch.

He didn't bring any of his school supplies with him either, Oakey brought a few things but that was what he had on him at the moment. Nothing for education, so he picked up the chalk again and wrote on the board, My Text Book.

When Oakey went back to his seat he grabbed his things and moved one more row back.

Chloe saw what the first person write and could not help but chuckle. He certainly was not wrong, it was a good. Chloe decided to take this assignment more seriously. She truly had forgotten a quill. She went up and wrote on the board QUILL.

Connor thought about what he needed. He had his wand, , his books, his quill his ink but what he didn't have which seemed apparently necessary for this class was something to calm SHAW. That seemed utterly necessary. He stood, walked over to the blackboard and wrote under the man's name, My guitar.He turned on his heel and returned to his seat.