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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...
Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw."
Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."
"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."
In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling.
This. Guy. Was. A. Lunatic. What was his mental instability? She couldn't think of anything except maybe "loon". That was a little brief though and did not even begin to cover a whole range of things that this man was. But Selina was smart enough to ask him how crazy he was, even though she wanted to ask him terribly.
He then addressed a new question to the class and Selina slowly rose from her seat to get a better look at the man who was lying face down on the ground. She sunk back into her chair to actually contemplate his question. What did she need? She had her quills, parchment, wand, uniform, ink, and her bag full of her other class materials for her next class. She wasn't missing anything, but then she spotted his chainsaw and she knew what she neeed.
She went to the board grabbed her chalk and wrote in big bold letters:
Horses Forever! l l Writer for Life l Yearbook alumnus
There were a lot of requests for shields cropping up on the board. Noel hesitated in his seat, unsure of what he was going to write. Not that he didn't think a shield would be a good idea against a chainsaw, but somehow he doubted that Professor Shaw would end up attacking them.
He gave the impression of being absolutely mental, but Noel didn't mind that. Mental was different and interesting and fun. Mental was good.
Now, as for what he needed... he had all his work stuff with him. Food was always something that could come in handy, but there was lunch right after this lesson... lollipops? Nah, that would make him too much like a kid still, an he was elven already, after all.
Perhaps armour? He'd always wanted to play knight. But he ha the sneakiest suspicion that whatever they wrote on the board would be what they were trying to change something else into. He'd never transfigured anything before. There was no way he'd be able to get something to change into an entire suit of armour.
Besides, if Shaw really did attack them, Noel thought, he could always run out and steal a suit from the corridor.
Sunglasses! That's what he'd forgotten at home and kept forgetting to ask his mother to send him. Not that had ever worn sunglasses much in Dublin, but still. He liked them. He wanted them. Or a new pair, he wouldn't complain.
Hi mind made up, he walked over to the board and pick up a piece of chalk. Sunglasses, he wrote, before sitting down in his seat again, feeling quite satisfied with himself.
Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now
Merlin, this was embarrassing.
Lulu Patterson had been observing the class antics--yes, class, as SHAAAAAW was included--with detached interest. Her chin was propped up lazily by her hand while her elbow threatened to dig a hole through the desk. Truth be told, she had been impressed with the chainsaw while it made an awful roar, deafening her for several seconds. Still, the ghastly robes he was wearing left a lot to be desired. See, Lu would have liked them just fine if they were made of Dragon Skin, but when she narrowed her eyes at it earlier it was clearly very non-magical and looked a lot like her Mother's crocodile imitation purse.
Lu knew where Shaw shopped, alright.
Another thing that was mega embarrassing were the answers written on the board. Shields. Knowledge (how very Ravenclaw of them, har har har). Confidence. Lulu snorted. As the last student sat down, Lu quickly stood up. Picking up the piece of chalk she wrote on the board: A WEAPON and added a crude drawing of a miniature chainsaw next to it, just because the feel of chalk under her fingers reminded her. Patterson almost pocketed the remaining piece of chalk before she dropped it back where she had picked it from and went back to her seat.
not throwing away my shot | Slytherpuff | roll for initiative | woof you ❤
Isobel was having trouble controlling herself. This dude was so insane she wanted to fall out of her desk and just lay on the floor laughing. But of course she didn't. So, that's where this guy had come from; to teach Transfigurination. Why hadn't he said so? Instead of just yelling his name then running off the pitch. Well, this was where he went.
What they needed? Anything? Isobel went up to board and took a piece of chalk. With it, she wrote; Chocolate. Because when don't you need chocolate? She was slightly frightened, maybe chocolate would help.
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
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Originally Posted by Shaw
Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw."
Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."
"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."
In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling.
What on earth was wrong with this guy?!?!
He'd turned a desk into a chainsaw, actually turned the chainsaw ON, and wrote his name into the chalkboard with it - and then said that was WHY he'd needed it. What was wrong with using a simple piece of chalk?!
What kind of crazy person could the minister be to have actually hired this guy?
But anyway.
What Vashti needed but didn't have was...was something that was too personal for her to actually write on the board. And writing a sane, chainsaw-less Transfiguration teacher was out of the question. But...
Quickly deciding on something, she walked up to the chalkboard - as far from the crazy guy as she could manage - picked up a piece of chalk and wrote, sanity, on the board. Sanity sure would be nice to have. It wasn't something that an object could be transfigured into, which she assumed was what he meant, but it was the only appropriate thing she could think of that she needed but didn't have, especially now, in this insane class. She set the chalk down and walked back to her seat.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
...Merlin! The man was CRAZY! But, the BAD kind of crazy! Without even noticing, Evan had moved as away from the man as possible when he had pulled that trick of blackboard. They were no idiots, they could get it the first time when he said "Shaw"! He wasn't even sure if he wanted to get up at that blackboard again to write something, but when many people did and nothing happened, he got up as well to write...
Time.
Yeah, he needed that... and a couple of top-class coaches.
Caroline laughed when Professor SHAW frim-fram-froom, this dude is not right write in the head. Why in the world does he need a chainsaw for this is a school, not a lumber mill. Really what was wrong with now he was talking about What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue Maybe that is that is wrong with him needs a women. Hehe. Her only issue was that she needed another professor. There was no that she would learn anything with him. Now he was laying on his back. Really? Really? She had half a mind to walk on of the class that was it, she need a proper teacher.
She stood up and walked over to the chalkboard. Staring at the board for a moment, she picked a piece of chalk. She wrote: Another Professor
Honestly that was what she needed in this class. She ran back to her seat before Shaw tore his eyes away from the ceilling. With her luck he would see her writing that or see that she wrote it. She didn't care though it was the truth. She sat back down and watched the others continue to go and write what they needed. Would this class ever end?
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Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Bread!
"Yeah yeah yeah. You all got it. Good. Don't forget it. I don't want no title attached to me. If we're attacked, and we very well might be, I don't want to be targeted as the leader of all this."
Shaw scratched at his stubble thoughtfully for a moment, then got his half eaten cup back out. He sat it on the big desk up front that he supposed was meant for him, then shed his cloak off.
"Yall know what this is?" Shaw approached the chainsaw, picked it up, and JERKED hard on the string that FIRED the beastly machine to life. If the class answered, it was probably drowned out by the loud whirring and purring of the machine in Shaw's hands. He raised it HIGH above his head, laughed giddily, then cut his name into the chalk board with crude blocky letters.
S H A W
They wouldn't be forgetting it. He killed the motor and put the hot piece of machinery down on the floor again.
"What's a chainsaw good for? Why did I change that desk to a chainsaw? Why are we here? What is transfiguration???"
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Originally Posted by Shaw
Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."
"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."
In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling.
Wow.
Patroclus didn't know what to think, the man had just transfigured his desk into a chainsaw and proceeded to cut his name into the chalkboard.......it was either an inspired teaching method or, insanity!
He had to give it too Shaw, he sure knew how to get a class to pay attention, and in Destiny's case perhaps a little too much attention, he didn't like the way she was eyeing the chainsaw!
However Patroclus was a perfect student, Professor's Hadley's numbers had taught him that, so he was going to do as instructed, but he really had no idea what he needed right now! Others were writing sheild, or weapon, things to find off enemies, however Patroclus' only enemy right now was his hunger so he wrote in his distinctive cursive;
When Ivory had first walked into the Transfiguration classroom, her first impression had been one of surprise. Blaring music and alligator coats. Nothing new in it of itself, considering she was from Florida mind you, but new in the Hogwartian context. It must be said, that this man was unlike anyone who'd ever taught here, at least in her time- No scratch that, except for perhaps Lainey. She'd been the epitome of awesome randomness, and inventive fun whereas this man, Shaw, seemed to give off more of a dangerous randomness.
That fact even more emphasized as the man transfigured his desk into a chainsaw only to carve his name into the chalkboard. Unconsciously, the Ravenclaw prefect's face widened in a smile. He was unique, she'd give him that; And had their full attention. Ingenious.
Now normally, she'd be worried about the integrity of the classroom but he seemed magically savvy enough to fix anything he broke or carved. Except people, she mentally corrected herself. People couldn't be put back together quite so easily. With that in mind, she knew what she would be needing in this class.
Observation mode now over, Ivory lifted her chin from the cradle of her hand. Eyes following the trek of the students as they bypassed the man and his chainsaw to write on the board, she couldn't help a small suppressed chuckle at what some of them wrote. When it seemed there was a lull, the 5th year stood up weaving through the desks to reach the chalkboard. Alright so maybe she was looking at Professor Shaw out of the corner of her peripheral vision as she took the chalk in hand- but it was just out of habit. You know, since no one should make a habit out of ignoring chainsaw wielding blank staring individuals.
Hand moving swiftly across the board, she added what she needed for this class on the growing list.
A pair of safety goggles and a hard hat.
Looking over her shoulder at the multitudes of younger students she added in parenthesis.
(For the class)
Yes, that meant you too Shaw. No one wanted a bleeding, wounded teacher, instructor? Big bald man dude?
And besides it was basic precautions when working around power tools. Respect for the power of the machine and whatnot.
Nessie walked up to the board. She had thought very hard about this and if she really could write what she wanted to she would have said she wanted her best friend (which had died over the holidays), but Nessie knew evryone would laugh so instead she was going to write HAPPINESS as she the one which she was wearing broke and her long bronze hair was starting to annoy her , but with out realising she took the chalk and wrote MY BEST FRIEND instead. She rubbed it out as quick as she could hopping no one saw. Then she changed it to HAPPINESS. Nessie ran back to her seat in middle and was able to manage not to shed a tear.
Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw."
Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."
"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."
In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling. [/COLOR]
Gavin could not think: he was simply too terrified. He had the misfortune to have chosen a desk at the front of the class and the stunt with the chainsaw had terrified him. What if the Pro... no, just Shaw, turned around and decided to cut his desk as part of his demonstration.
Gavin was so terrified that his hand was trembling as he actually wrote the answer to the previous question in his journal. When the second question came, he looked at the pro... Shaw on the floor next to his chainsaw, at the other students making their way to the board, and could not think of anything. He just wanted one thing right about now: to have chosen a desk at the back of the class. He will certainly know for the next time.
A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
This was the weirdest lesson Daichi EVER had. Well, he had had only two lessons so far but this Professor was just plain weird.
The first year leaned back in his chair, blinking in confusion as the professor..no wait Shaw.. told them ..things! What things? He heard *things* about chainsaws and needing something but he wasn't really learning anything. When were they going to Transfigured things? Like REAL magic?!
Daichi sat upright in his seat all of the sudden when Shaw placed a chainsaw on the desk. And then saw him leaning backwards to look at the ceiling while students were writing things on the board. The first year thought about what he needed but didn't have. His mother sprang in his mind with her sweet smile and he closed his eyes for a second.
Then he moved his way over to the chalkboard and grabbed a piece of chalk. In a quick handwritting because he was afraid that the other students were going to laugh he wrote down his answer.
MOTHER
Daichi quickly moved back to his seat and sat down , hoping others hadn't seen him writing down that answer.
Serena stood up, she knew what she needed, even if no one else needed it. She wrote BRAVERY on the board. She certainly needed a lot of that, she shuddered slightly as she remembered the Boggart.
__________________ 'Careful there, Miss Fawcett.'
I'm in CoS!
Toby looked around. He didn't want to do anything for that crazy man! He really looked crazy. Toby doesn't like to say 'professor' or 'sir' but than he could annoy teachers. This was boring! He looked out of the window and fell asleep. But why, actually? Well, ofcourse this was REALLY BORING, but he was tired too. His head was lying on his the table and he didn't hear anything what that crazy Shaw said.
A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.
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Originally Posted by Shaw
"Yeah yeah yeah. You all got it. Good. Don't forget it. I don't want no title attached to me. If we're attacked, and we very well might be, I don't want to be targeted as the leader of all this."
Shaw scratched at his stubble thoughtfully for a moment, then got his half eaten cup back out. He sat it on the big desk up front that he supposed was meant for him, then shed his cloak off.
"Yall know what this is?" Shaw approached the chainsaw, picked it up, and JERKED hard on the string that FIRED the beastly machine to life. If the class answered, it was probably drowned out by the loud whirring and purring of the machine in Shaw's hands. He raised it HIGH above his head, laughed giddily, then cut his name into the chalk board with crude blocky letters.
S H A W
They wouldn't be forgetting it. He killed the motor and put the hot piece of machinery down on the floor again.
"What's a chainsaw good for? Why did I change that desk to a chainsaw? Why are we here? What is transfiguration???"
First of all, who would want to be callled Shaw??
Second of all. Is he crazy?? Is this guy totally crazy?? What...what...what does he think he's doing bring this kind of stuff in class to show everyone?? It's totally dangerous and scary!! But Savannah didn't complain, she just kept her thoughts to herself.
"Chainsaw is good for cutting things like wood." Savannah tried not to imagine what it would feel like to hold a chainsaw. "I saw one of my muggle neighbor using one of those to cut firewood." She answered. "No sir, I do not know why you changed the desk into a chainsaw." Odd question. "We're here because we're here to learn transfiguration-" Duh. "-and transfiguration is turning a thing into another?" It's only half a question. Savannah knew perfectly what transfiguration is, but putting it into words is totally a different matter.
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Originally Posted by Shaw
Shaw took a seat in the floor, cross legged, with the chainsaw sitting in front of him. "You all got the gist of transfiguration, I reckon. You got one thing, frim-fram-froom, then you gotta 'nother thing. You take one thing you have - you make it into something you need. I needed a chainsaw to put my name on the board so I turned the desk into a chainsaw."
Logical, that was. "But you all don't need chainsaws like I do. What's something you oftentimes finding yourself NEEDING but not HAVING? And don't say women, 'cause that is a whole OTHER issue."
"Think about it then you can come up to the board and write down what you NEED today in class but don't have."
In the meantime, Shaw laid down flat on his back and stared without blinking up at the ceiling.
Needing but not having? A lot! Savannah slowly walked up to the board and took a chalk. What does she need but not have in class. Well, Savannah doesn't really forget things to take to class. She have her textbook, her quills, parchments, wand, inkbottle-wait, does she??
Savannah slowly wrote on the board:
Inkbottle
Then, looking up and saw everyone else wrote things completely different. Like friends, family, and things like that. Savannah thought for a moment and wrote:
Serena stood up, she knew what she needed, even if no one else needed it. She wrote BRAVERY on the board. She certainly needed a lot of that, she shuddered slightly as she remembered the Boggart.
Emmy sat down near Serena and whispered, "What is up with this guy?" Then she walked up to the chalkboard and wrote SLEEP in curly cursive handwriting and underlined it gracefully before returning to her seat. She cast the teacher a weary look, then opened her book to the first page.
YOUR Nixy. || Prefect Rainbows! || Deniz'in Müzik Kardeşi
Iris had stayed quiet until now. She was also sat RIGHT at the back of the classroom. This guy creeped her out somewhat, and she didn't really want to be near him. What if he went crazy and attacked everyone with that chainsaw? The head girl was POSITIVE that there was something going on. Borr HAD to have something on Tate, for this... man to be allowed to teach.
Things they need right now but don't have.
She watched as students went up and wrote their answers on the board. Some of them, she scoffed at. Surely the kids who wrote "friendship" realised how insulting that was to their friends. They might not be in the room, but that doesn't mean the friendship isn't there.
Deciding to go and contribute, Iris stood up and made her way to the front of the classroom. Picking up a piece of chalk, she went to write on the board. Glancing over her shoulder at Shaw, Iris decided that "A teacher who isn't COMPLETELY insane" wouldn't go down well with the man.
So instead, she simply wrote:
Svensson or Kingsley.
Smirking slightly, Iris knew that only the older students would understand this. Replacing the chalk, the Head Girl dusted off her hands and walked back to her seat.
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