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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...
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SPOILER!!: Shaw
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Originally Posted by Shaw
Shaw twiddled his thumbs and kept a low profile while the little people did their thing. Most of them didn't speak to him, so he didn't speak to them either.
Shaw froze, a look of fear crossed over his features, then settled into puzzlement. "What in name of Voodoo's mama do you have on your head?" Shaw rolled over onto his belly and looked up at the young person girl thing. "Huh."
"huh." Shaw gaped for a long, thirty seconds.
"Alright, I reckon. Just don't rub off the other stuff up there. I needed them up there for something or another. Don't cut a leg off either." But yeah, sure, she could use his chainsaw. That's why he'd made one to start with.
Since he was up now, Shaw noted that answer from the sleepy girl. He smiled at her.
"Don't need a spell for that." Shaw hummed from the floor just for her benefit.
Shaw waved his hand to indicate he'd be accepting no more answers on his board. It was all full and stuff anyway. 'Cept for the helmet girl. He'd let her chainsaw her answer first.
"Alllllll righty then. Let's see." Shaw got up to his feet, put his hands to the small of his back and surveyed their list for a long, long time. Then he scratched his stubble for an equally long time. When he finally turned back around again, he was startled to see so many KIDS looking at him.
"Uhhh right then there. Well some of you know and some of you don't. That's alright, you'll learn probably. You can't conjure food, so if you put food up there go ahead and pretend it wasn't you but your friend that wrote it." Sound advice. "And you can't conjure up OR transfigure something into a real person, so all you wanting friends and professors..." yeah, no. He wasn't offended at all.
The scratching began again. "Basically, if I can't carry it in my hand then you can't transfigure it. Yall know that? Why'd someone write happiness? You know where we are?" It sort of sounded like Shaw didn't know himself.
Right then. Shaw went back to the board, studied the chalk, then erased about half of the answers. He occasionally threw nervous glances over his shoulder and during the middle of his erasing and writing, he retrieved his alligator cloak and re-donned it. When he finally finished, the board read:
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
He was letting Destiny use the chainsaw... WAS HE MAD? Really...
As he talked, Iris rested her elbow on the table and her head in that hand. He was mental. And made NO sense. Food couldn't be transfigured, blah, blah.... People couldn't either... But then his analogy! Aha! The man was an IDIOT! Really!
Raising her free hand, Iris realised that sitting at the back might've been a mistake. He might not see her. "Professor..." she started. Yes, she was going to ignore his 'I want to be called Shaw and only Shaw'. He was her teacher, apparently, so she'd call him professor. "You can hold food in your hand, but you can't use transfiguration to make it." she commented, sounding a bit more bored than she intended to.
You contradict yourself, you silly Ministry bloke!
At his next question, Iris looked at the board. Raising her hand again, she decided to give it an answer. "You grouped them like that because out of the things we wrote down, they're the things you can create with transfiguration. You grouped them by colour to match the houses of the students who said those things, and to match the stereotypical traits of each house..."
Now someone get them a proper teacher... Like Kingsley. PLEASE.
Shaw twiddled his thumbs and kept a low profile while the little people did their thing. Most of them didn't speak to him, so he didn't speak to them either.
Shaw froze, a look of fear crossed over his features, then settled into puzzlement. "What in name of Voodoo's mama do you have on your head?" Shaw rolled over onto his belly and looked up at the young person girl thing. "Huh."
"huh." Shaw gaped for a long, thirty seconds.
"Alright, I reckon. Just don't rub off the other stuff up there. I needed them up there for something or another. Don't cut a leg off either." But yeah, sure, she could use his chainsaw. That's why he'd made one to start with.
Since he was up now, Shaw noted that answer from the sleepy girl. He smiled at her.
"Don't need a spell for that." Shaw hummed from the floor just for her benefit.
Shaw waved his hand to indicate he'd be accepting no more answers on his board. It was all full and stuff anyway. 'Cept for the helmet girl. He'd let her chainsaw her answer first.
"Alllllll righty then. Let's see." Shaw got up to his feet, put his hands to the small of his back and surveyed their list for a long, long time. Then he scratched his stubble for an equally long time. When he finally turned back around again, he was startled to see so many KIDS looking at him.
"Uhhh right then there. Well some of you know and some of you don't. That's alright, you'll learn probably. You can't conjure food, so if you put food up there go ahead and pretend it wasn't you but your friend that wrote it." Sound advice. "And you can't conjure up OR transfigure something into a real person, so all you wanting friends and professors..." yeah, no. He wasn't offended at all.
The scratching began again. "Basically, if I can't carry it in my hand then you can't transfigure it. Yall know that? Why'd someone write happiness? You know where we are?" It sort of sounded like Shaw didn't know himself.
Right then. Shaw went back to the board, studied the chalk, then erased about half of the answers. He occasionally threw nervous glances over his shoulder and during the middle of his erasing and writing, he retrieved his alligator cloak and re-donned it. When he finally finished, the board read:
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Samira surveyed the answers on the board, then listened closely to what Profe--SHAW was saying. She raised her hand."You can transfigure things verbally or nonverbally." Unfortunately, Samira wasn't advanced enough to do nonverbal, but she would start practicing soon. "You can say magic words or make wand movements, or both." Her brain was trying to keep up with all the questions Shaw was firing, and she answered them one by one as best as she could. "Transfiguration is from years ago." And by years she meant yeeeeaaaarrrrssssss ago. Like a bazillion. She studied the groups on the board, and a smile immediately showed across her face. She decided to take a guess. "You grouped the words by House. For example, the Gryffindores want armor to fight back," typical. "The Ravenclaw items are...waiting and chilling." At least she thought so. "The Slytherins," her voice was louder and prouder here. "Use not only a hammer and weapon show our ability to fight, but a first aid kit shows we have self-preservation to take care of ourselves." She almost laughed at the yellow group. "The Hufflepuffs basically just want a nap, and the other group is....Muggles?" Wow, that was a long answer.
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They were all going to die. THEY WERE GOING TO DIE!
She'd been watching a certain Slytherin for a little bit, that Slytherin being Destiny and...well she had to giggle once she heard the request. Since barely anyone was talking, it was easy enough to hear, and to hear Shaw's reply. Scooting her chair back a little as if that would guarantee her safety, she stared wide eyed at what was being written on the board. Or what was left of the board before it was going to be destroyed. Or maybe they were going to be destroyed FIRST, so it was IMPORTANT that she read what was on the board before she would be glaring at everyone in whatever afterlife they will be finding themselves in.
"Obviously people made the 'words' and 'wand movements'. You also need a good amount of concentration for Transfiguration." she muttered, shaking her head somewhat in utter bewilderment. And...the colors...weren't necessary. "And obviously they're in groups for the different houses since that's who said what...and are you sure you want to give Destiny a chainsaw? Headmaster Tate won't really be pleased if someone ends up like...not alive."
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board. [/COLOR]
Simon looked at the Professor. "They come from our wands of course." Simon smiled, he was sure of that, you said these word and out of your wand came the object you want, it was perfect and Simon like it that way, he wouldn't believe they came from thin air, they came from his wand and nothing a Professor would say would change his mind.
"You grouped them like that because you think we are children who like colours?" Simon didn't know what else it could be and so he just guessed he wasn't trying to be cheeky or anything he was just being honest and that is what he had been told to do.
Samira surveyed the answers on the board, then listened closely to what Profe--SHAW was saying. She raised her hand."You can transfigure things verbally or nonverbally." Unfortunately, Samira wasn't advanced enough to do nonverbal, but she would start practicing soon. "You can say magic words or make wand movements, or both." Her brain was trying to keep up with all the questions Shaw was firing, and she answered them one by one as best as she could. "Transfiguration is from years ago." And by years she meant yeeeeaaaarrrrssssss ago. Like a bazillion. She studied the groups on the board, and a smile immediately showed across her face. She decided to take a guess. "You grouped the words by House. For example, the Gryffindores want armor to fight back," typical. "The Ravenclaw items are...waiting and chilling." At least she thought so. "The Slytherins," her voice was louder and prouder here. "Use not only a hammer and weapon show our ability to fight, but a first aid kit shows we have self-preservation to take care of ourselves." She almost laughed at the yellow group. "The Hufflepuffs basically just want a nap, and the other group is....Muggles?" Wow, that was a long answer.
That was rude that was just rude. She IS NOT a muggle and she is a Hufflepuff and she is very well rested. bubs looked at the girl. She wanted to glare at her but she did not because it was her first day of classes. "I am NOT a muggle but I AM a Hufflepuff and just to let you know that I am perfectly well rested." Bubs said her French accent was flawless as always. She did want to say more to her but she did not want to make any enemies.
Bubs just sat there waiting for the Slytherin to respond. She wanted to have her know what she meant and well felt about her little comment to the teacher.
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Originally Posted by Shaw
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Well there had to be a reason for this blabbering nonsense. Well think Bubs why did he put the words into groups. "Well you put the words into groups to show how the houses here at Hogwarts are all just like the words you put into the groups to show how each house has different characteristics." That was a mouthful for the Frenchie.
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Analyzing the groups as he'd arranged them, Ivory raised her hand.
"Could it be that you separated it in terms of armor, apparel accesories, weapons or things for self preservation, furniture, and ...other?" It could be that they were separated in houses but oh well she'd spoken already. But to continue her answer. "The incantations and wand movements can be thought up by anyone I suppose. However it must be done by someone whose done thorough research into the origin of words and what their true meanings are."
Shaw twiddled his thumbs and kept a low profile while the little people did their thing. Most of them didn't speak to him, so he didn't speak to them either.
Shaw froze, a look of fear crossed over his features, then settled into puzzlement. "What in name of Voodoo's mama do you have on your head?" Shaw rolled over onto his belly and looked up at the young person girl thing. "Huh."
"huh." Shaw gaped for a long, thirty seconds.
"Alright, I reckon. Just don't rub off the other stuff up there. I needed them up there for something or another. Don't cut a leg off either." But yeah, sure, she could use his chainsaw. That's why he'd made one to start with.
Since he was up now, Shaw noted that answer from the sleepy girl. He smiled at her.
"Don't need a spell for that." Shaw hummed from the floor just for her benefit.
Shaw waved his hand to indicate he'd be accepting no more answers on his board. It was all full and stuff anyway. 'Kept for the helmet girl. He'd let her chainsaw her answer first.
"Alright then. Let's see." Shaw got up to his feet, put his hands to the small of his back and surveyed their list for a long, long time. Then he scratched his stubble for an equally long time. When he finally turned back around again, he was startled to see so many KIDS looking at him.
"Ohh right then there. Well some of you know and some of you don't. That's alright, you'll learn probably. You can't conjure food, so if you put food up there go ahead and pretend it wasn't you but your friend that wrote it." Sound advice. "And you can't conjure up OR transfigure something into a real person, so all you wanting friends and professors..." yeah, no. He wasn't offended at all.
The scratching began again. "Basically, if I can't carry it in my hand then you can't transfigure it. Y'all know that? Why'd someone write happiness? You know where we are?" It sort of sounded like Shaw didn't know himself.
Right then. Shaw went back to the board, studied the chalk, then erased about half of the answers. He occasionally threw nervous glances over his shoulder and during the middle of his erasing and writing, he retrieved his alligator cloak and re-donned it. When he finally finished, the board read:
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Hannah Raise her hand Um Shaw we go about transfiguring things by a simple spell.you can make the spell depending on the object,i really dont know the words i haven't learnd that part yet.it has the some things in common.
That was rude that was just rude. She IS NOT a muggle and she is a Hufflepuff and she is very well rested. bubs looked at the girl. She wanted to glare at her but she did not because it was her first day of classes. "I am NOT a muggle but I AM a Hufflepuff and just to let you know that I am perfectly well rested." Bubs said her French accent was flawless as always. She did want to say more to her but she did not want to make any enemies.
Bubs just sat there waiting for the Slytherin to respond. She wanted to have her know what she meant and well felt about her little comment to the teacher.
Samira raised an eyebrow at a Puffer addressing her. Hm. She seems to have hit a nerve. Wow. She didn't realize she offended anyone. Samira was just reading what was on the board. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and turned to the other girl. "Sorry," she said coolly. "I wasn't implying anyone was a Muggle. I was just being logical since the colors represent the Houses of Hogwarts, so what else would 'everyone else' represent." Really, she was only being logical.
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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.
Did they need a chainsaw to write on the board...? Hopefully not. Eirian was never a fan of big, sharp, mechanical things. Nature had NOT intended for chainsaws to exist - all that came from them were felled trees and brutal massacre movies - and therefore they really... shouldn't. She didn't need a chainsaw. Walking up to the board, one hand holding the handkerchief that would be pressed up against her nose for the rest of eternity, it seemed, Eiri picked up a piece of chalk and wrote:
LINT ROLLER.
Inspecting the bold, all-caps, somehow elegant letters she had etched onto the board, Eiri made sure she hadn't spelled her desire wrong. English was dificult, and the dog hair all over her was getting to an overwhelming point. If her bloody allergies didn't go away soon, Eirian would probably explode. But, if transfiguration class freed her from her sniffles, she'd definitely make a point to try harder this year.
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Yah, this was not confusing at ALL. Of course there was wand movements, word and such. She was first and she knew that. Did Shaw ever go to school? And the groups...
She was in the red group?
She wanted green...you know...Slytherin = GREEN!
Hmph, whatever. Peyton thought about his group question. Now, why would he put them in groups? "You made groups 'cause we're going to be working together," Duh. "And we're going to be competing against the other groups," that was just a guess. Why else would there be groups, eh?
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SPOILER!!: Ev
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Originally Posted by Roselyn
Hehe, well, she certainly wasn't expecting to see Josh down in the dungeons, mostly because their next class wasn't potions and he didn't have a detention from what she knew, however, it certainly was a very nice surprise. Because...she found that she didn't have to walk all the way up to the sixth floor to get to the transfiguration classroom. Wasn't he just the greatest boyfriend!?! Yes, Evelyn thought so.
Even if she didn't like transfiguration all that much, she still wanted to know who the Professor was. One of those ministry people, wasn't he? Or...she? Her curiosity only became a million times worse though once she heard that music echoing down the halls, growing louder as they drew nearer to the classroom. Definitely a girl Professor. Right? She didn't know any guy who would listen to that kind of music.
Apparently...she now knew one. Hearing Josh's voice faintly, Evelyn blinked and glanced at the back of his head, realizing that they were at a desk. Oh! "Yea, this is fine. You're the best, you know?" It was in the back, so it was fine. Far away from the creepy totally not normal guy that would be teaching in the FRONT of the class, correct? Letting go of the Gryffindor's shoulders, she sat on the desk for a moment, and went back to staring at the...Professor. What was he wearing?
She was safely on the desk good. Smiling warmly at the Slytherin girl once he faced her, he leaned a little to kiss her yet halted when he remembered that he was in a class and he had no idea how this new man would take it if he ever happened to see it. Was he even a man or human? He was definitely weird yet weird did not always mean bad.
Oh?
He was the best? Settling himself down on the seat, Josh luaughed some after those words. ''Well...am i?'' He knew he was the master of everything but best of everything? Hmmm. However if he was the master then he had to be the best, right? Reasonable. ''Not as best as you are though.'' Hehehe. That was right. ''You are perfection''
SPOILER!!: The Awesomeness Called Shaw :D
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Originally Posted by Shaw
"Alllllll righty then. Let's see." Shaw got up to his feet, put his hands to the small of his back and surveyed their list for a long, long time. Then he scratched his stubble for an equally long time. When he finally turned back around again, he was startled to see so many KIDS looking at him.
"Uhhh right then there. Well some of you know and some of you don't. That's alright, you'll learn probably. You can't conjure food, so if you put food up there go ahead and pretend it wasn't you but your friend that wrote it." Sound advice. "And you can't conjure up OR transfigure something into a real person, so all you wanting friends and professors..." yeah, no. He wasn't offended at all.
The scratching began again. "Basically, if I can't carry it in my hand then you can't transfigure it. Yall know that? Why'd someone write happiness? You know where we are?" It sort of sounded like Shaw didn't know himself.
Right then. Shaw went back to the board, studied the chalk, then erased about half of the answers. He occasionally threw nervous glances over his shoulder and during the middle of his erasing and writing, he retrieved his alligator cloak and re-donned it. When he finally finished, the board read:
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
SHAW...
Just Shaw. Good....
And wait!
More and more of that Shaw man's actions had proved that he was the embodyment of the word COOLNESS! Woooohoooo. Guess Transfiguration was going to be among Josh's favourites this term and he could never guess it would be.
This man apparently did not have his right mind and it was AMAZING! Bahahahahahha! Perfect. Finally a boring subject had turned into a fun one. However letting Destiny use a chainsaw? Now that was something extremely dangerous. Dangerous yet it stirred the lion boy's curiosity. What was she going to write on the board?
Anywaaay...
Now he had better, bother himself some and answer the question the coolness Shaw man had asked. ''Well...Shaw...i think first of all we should get our brains work and decide what we want to transfigure into what then decide if it was possible.'' Yea, the man had just mention some things could not be conjured or transfigured right. That totally made sense.
''Next, i suppose, we need a wand. A magical one, y'know.'' Hehe. However Josh had nooo idea where magic words and wand movements came from. Guessing stuff wouldn't hurt though. ''Perhaps picking up the latin words for what we want to transfigure into what and combine them into something that would sound wow-oh-so-magical and create wand movements to make it look cool.''
Perhaps...
''And you made groups because you will make us transfigure stuff into this stuff according to houses?''
Perhaps...
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Samira raised an eyebrow at a Puffer addressing her. Hm. She seems to have hit a nerve. Wow. She didn't realize she offended anyone. Samira was just reading what was on the board. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and turned to the other girl. "Sorry," she said coolly. "I wasn't implying anyone was a Muggle. I was just being logical since the colors represent the Houses of Hogwarts, so what else would 'everyone else' represent." Really, she was only being logical.
Bubs looked at the Slytherin. She didn't have anything against any of the houses but this girl just seemed a bit different and more like her best friend that she left behind back in Paris. "The other would represent the outcast crowd that knows to think imaginatively. It's good to think outside the box because in time you will know more about the world and yourself." Bubs stated.
Wow she was really laying it on thick to the girl. She did NOT want to come off as a snob nor anything that would be rude but stating your mind made you more aware of your surroundings.
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Originally Posted by Shaw
Shaw froze, a look of fear crossed over his features, then settled into puzzlement. "What in name of Voodoo's mama do you have on your head?" Shaw rolled over onto his belly and looked up at the young person girl thing. "Huh."
"huh." Shaw gaped for a long, thirty seconds.
"Alright, I reckon. Just don't rub off the other stuff up there. I needed them up there for something or another. Don't cut a leg off either." But yeah, sure, she could use his chainsaw. That's why he'd made one to start with.
Huh?
If it was anyone else that was staring at her like that, Destiny would have been scared. But this was Shaw. Action hero Shaw. Action hero Shaw that should be on the telliwission instead of Hogwarts. He was too cool for school! Forgetting for a moment what was on her head, she reached up to touch it. "It's a helmet." Duh.
And if Shaw wasn't so cool, she would have offered to let him wear it. To protect the eyes of the other students because his head was just too darn shiny.
And she didn't care about his shiny head anymore once he had answered her question. He was going to let her use the chainsaw! AWESOME! Skipping around the man, Destiny ignored what was said about cutting off a leg. Pfft, she wasn't dangerous! Picking the VERY heavy chainsaw up, she moved towards the board and holding it up..
..she faced Evelyn for a second before turning back to Shaw.
"I don't know how to use this thing."
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Bubs looked at the Slytherin. She didn't have anything against any of the houses but this girl just seemed a bit different and more like her best friend that she left behind back in Paris. "The other would represent the outcast crowd that knows to think imaginatively. It's good to think outside the box because in time you will know more about the world and yourself." Bubs stated.
Wow she was really laying it on thick to the girl. She did NOT want to come off as a snob nor anything that would be rude but stating your mind made you more aware of your surroundings.
Samira sighed. She apologized didn't she? The Slytherin didn't have anything against Hufflepuffs. It may not have come off that way, but it was true. She had friends in Hufflepuff and wasn't implying anything. "Well, the goal was to say your opinion, and that was mine. You have yours, and I'm sticking to mine." Really, there wasn't only one answer. Samira admired people who spoke their minds, but the Hufflepuff can't tell Samira that her answer is wrong.
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"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Vincent didn't get how the words grouped together made any sort of sense. But he really didn't get his teacher, to be fair. He seemed part confused child and part kind of crazy. So he kind of just sat there awkwardly smiling untill the next question. "The words come from latin. And while I'm not sure about the wand movements, I know you need a wand to do them."
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"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board. [/COLOR]
Gaaah, six billion questions at once. It wasn't good for Jamie's brain size.
Errr, "You choose a spell first, depending on what you want to transfigure." Because there were a few out there, not just one old spell that would do it all. "Then you, uh, get your wand and wiggle it around, I suppose." Jamie didn't understand how wand movements made a difference.
"They came from... Merlin?" He was the God of wizards, wasn't he not? Jamie was just blurting out any old answer by this point.
"And you put us into groups cos of what we all put on the board? Splitting us up from what we individually wrote?" For example, everyone who wrote 'pillow' was put into the same group? That would make sense. That meant they could work together with their pillow-transfiguring desire. Surely it wasn't to do with houses, as he heard some students say. HE wrote 'pillow' on the board, which put him in the yellow group? Yet, he was no Hufflepuff.
Was this a battle? Or teamwork? He did not know.
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Hateya put her hand up, wondering which one of the questions she'd answer even as she did. There were a heck of a lot of questions there, "You poke things with your want, right? That's how you do it?"
"More or less. Sometimes. Not always though. I wouldn't poke a gravity cow unless you have on steel-toed boots." Shaw allowed a look down to her shoes.
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Raising her free hand, Iris realised that sitting at the back might've been a mistake. He might not see her. "Professor..." she started. Yes, she was going to ignore his 'I want to be called Shaw and only Shaw'. He was her teacher, apparently, so she'd call him professor. "You can hold food in your hand, but you can't use transfiguration to make it." she commented, sounding a bit more bored than she intended to.
You contradict yourself, you silly Ministry bloke!
At his next question, Iris looked at the board. Raising her hand again, she decided to give it an answer. "You grouped them like that because out of the things we wrote down, they're the things you can create with transfiguration. You grouped them by colour to match the houses of the students who said those things, and to match the stereotypical traits of each house..."
Now someone get them a proper teacher... Like Kingsley. PLEASE.
"Uhhh. No? You can't conjure food so how could you hold conjured food in your hand?" This one was one of them there not getting it. He scratched his face at her. "No to the groupings, too. No....?"
No. That wasn't it.
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Originally Posted by Samira Malfoy Potter
Samira surveyed the answers on the board, then listened closely to what Profe--SHAW was saying. She raised her hand."You can transfigure things verbally or nonverbally." Unfortunately, Samira wasn't advanced enough to do nonverbal, but she would start practicing soon. "You can say magic words or make wand movements, or both." Her brain was trying to keep up with all the questions Shaw was firing, and she answered them one by one as best as she could. "Transfiguration is from years ago." And by years she meant yeeeeaaaarrrrssssss ago. Like a bazillion. She studied the groups on the board, and a smile immediately showed across her face. She decided to take a guess. "You grouped the words by House. For example, the Gryffindores want armor to fight back," typical. "The Ravenclaw items are...waiting and chilling." At least she thought so. "The Slytherins," her voice was louder and prouder here. "Use not only a hammer and weapon show our ability to fight, but a first aid kit shows we have self-preservation to take care of ourselves." She almost laughed at the yellow group. "The Hufflepuffs basically just want a nap, and the other group is....Muggles?" Wow, that was a long answer.
"They do?" Which were the Fluffypuffs again? Shaw had written it down somewhere...
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Analyzing the groups as he'd arranged them, Ivory raised her hand.
"Could it be that you separated it in terms of armor, apparel accesories, weapons or things for self preservation, furniture, and ...other?" It could be that they were separated in houses but oh well she'd spoken already. But to continue her answer. "The incantations and wand movements can be thought up by anyone I suppose. However it must be done by someone whose done thorough research into the origin of words and what their true meanings are."
"YEAH!" Shaw YELLED out. "THAT ONE THERE! Look at her! She knows what in Shaw's head. Shaw's me, by the way. I grouped 'em like that there because they are related. It'll make things easier."
He didn't have a clue who had written what. 'Cept them girls that were hating on his music.
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SHAW...
Just Shaw. Good....
And wait!
More and more of that Shaw man's actions had proved that he was the embodyment of the word COOLNESS! Woooohoooo. Guess Transfiguration was going to be among Josh's favourites this term and he could never guess it would be.
This man apparently did not have his right mind and it was AMAZING! Bahahahahahha! Perfect. Finally a boring subject had turned into a fun one. However letting Destiny use a chainsaw? Now that was something extremely dangerous. Dangerous yet it stirred the lion boy's curiosity. What was she going to write on the board?
Anywaaay...
Now he had better, bother himself some and answer the question the coolness Shaw man had asked. ''Well...Shaw...i think first of all we should get our brains work and decide what we want to transfigure into what then decide if it was possible.'' Yea, the man had just mention some things could not be conjured or transfigured right. That totally made sense.
''Next, i suppose, we need a wand. A magical one, y'know.'' Hehe. However Josh had nooo idea where magic words and wand movements came from. Guessing stuff wouldn't hurt though. ''Perhaps picking up the latin words for what we want to transfigure into what and combine them into something that would sound wow-oh-so-magical and create wand movements to make it look cool.''
Perhaps...
''And you made groups because you will make us transfigure stuff into this stuff according to houses?''
Perhaps...
Shaw laughed.
There were like two, maybe three really smart people in this room. They "GOT IT". "You got it, you! You're 'gettin' it' is good! Usually them fancy words we use are from some other fancy word. Latin, they call it. Like .... who wanted a poodle? You'd probably use some version of Fera Verto."
Shaw looked at the students, SMILED with all his teeth, and then scratched. "You know why? What's them words mean? Fera Verto? Them's Latin."
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Huh?
If it was anyone else that was staring at her like that, Destiny would have been scared. But this was Shaw. Action hero Shaw. Action hero Shaw that should be on the telliwission instead of Hogwarts. He was too cool for school! Forgetting for a moment what was on her head, she reached up to touch it. "It's a helmet." Duh.
And if Shaw wasn't so cool, she would have offered to let him wear it. To protect the eyes of the other students because his head was just too darn shiny.
And she didn't care about his shiny head anymore once he had answered her question. He was going to let her use the chainsaw! AWESOME! Skipping around the man, Destiny ignored what was said about cutting off a leg. Pfft, she wasn't dangerous! Picking the VERY heavy chainsaw up, she moved towards the board and holding it up..
..she faced Evelyn for a second before turning back to Shaw.
"I don't know how to use this thing."
While the rest of the class puzzled through his questions, Shaw went to help uhhh girl person thing. "Right then. Here." Shaw reached around her, like a hug from behind, and helped her grip the chainsaw. "There now see that cord there? You hold this button down," Shaw put her finger in the right place, "then you pull real hard on that cord. You give him a try." Shaw stayed put at her back, keeping things steady for the little girl person.
Samira sighed. She apologized didn't she? The Slytherin didn't have anything against Hufflepuffs. It may not have come off that way, but it was true. She had friends in Hufflepuff and wasn't implying anything. "Well, the goal was to say your opinion, and that was mine. You have yours, and I'm sticking to mine." Really, there wasn't only one answer. Samira admired people who spoke their minds, but the Hufflepuff can't tell Samira that her answer is wrong.
Bubs shook her head ever so slightly. She wasn't saying that she was wrong but she wasn't sure if either of them in that moment were right. "I didn't say that you had to agree with me because we clearly have two totally different opinions." Bubs told her.
There was nothing wrong with opinions because that's what made people like and dislike each other. She knew a lot about people and friends and people that are friends but hate each other but she wasn't looking for any hate towards anyone she had, had enough of that at the short amount of time at Beauxbations
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Bubs shook her head ever so slightly. She wasn't saying that she was wrong but she wasn't sure if either of them in that moment were right. "I didn't say that you had to agree with me because we clearly have two totally different opinions." Bubs told her.
There was nothing wrong with opinions because that's what made people like and dislike each other. She knew a lot about people and friends and people that are friends but hate each other but she wasn't looking for any hate towards anyone she had, had enough of that at the short amount of time at Beauxbations
"Yeah, okay. I see where you're coming from." Samira leaned back in her seat and drummed her blood-red nails on the table. She really did see where she was coming from. And, once again, wasn't implying anything. They would just have to listen to the professor to see what his answer was.
Shaw looked at the students, SMILED with all his teeth, and then scratched. "You know why? What's them words mean? Fera Verto? Them's Latin."
Simon had to guess. "Because you think Latan is cool." Simon smiled, he had no idea what they meant so he wasn't going to answer that one, now Fera Verto he had learnt a bit of Latin being a Prince, he had been forced to so he was just going to hope he remembered what it ment. "Fera means wild beast or something like that and Verto means to flee or something like that so some sort of Wild Beast is going to Flee?" Simon was sure he was wrong on that. "No Verto has 2 meanings right, put up a fight, so it could also be that the Wild Beast is going to put up a fight." Simon smiled. "In anycase it has something to do with a wild beast." Simon wanted to leave the room he was a failer. "Professor I'm sorry I just don't get it." Simon sighed.
Shaw looked at the students, SMILED with all his teeth, and then scratched. "You know why? What's them words mean? Fera Verto? Them's Latin."
Orabelle rolled her eyes. First the professor told her that Gamp's Laws were complete 'crap' then he tells them all that if they placed food up there, it would be against the 'crap' laws that Gamp had created. Some 'brilliant' professor he was. Still, Orabelle knew the answer to this question. "It translates into turn a wild beast, but in transfiguration it can change an animal into a water goblet," Orabelle said.
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"Alllllll righty then. Let's see." Shaw got up to his feet, put his hands to the small of his back and surveyed their list for a long, long time. Then he scratched his stubble for an equally long time. When he finally turned back around again, he was startled to see so many KIDS looking at him.
"Uhhh right then there. Well some of you know and some of you don't. That's alright, you'll learn probably. You can't conjure food, so if you put food up there go ahead and pretend it wasn't you but your friend that wrote it." Sound advice. "And you can't conjure up OR transfigure something into a real person, so all you wanting friends and professors..." yeah, no. He wasn't offended at all.
The scratching began again. "Basically, if I can't carry it in my hand then you can't transfigure it. Yall know that? Why'd someone write happiness? You know where we are?" It sort of sounded like Shaw didn't know himself.
Right then. Shaw went back to the board, studied the chalk, then erased about half of the answers. He occasionally threw nervous glances over his shoulder and during the middle of his erasing and writing, he retrieved his alligator cloak and re-donned it. When he finally finished, the board read:
"There. There we go. There we go now. I put them there together like that. Makes sense. We'll get to that. First I need to know how do we go about transfiguring things? Magic words? Wand movements? Right? Where's them come from? Who makes up the words? What are the words? Why'd I'd make them there groups you think?" He pointed to the grouped words on the board.
Raising up her hand again, Zara recited for who knows what time, hoping that she'd get extra credit for this, "Yes, sir. We say magic words then with a flick of the wand it transfigures. The words are in Latin, I suppose. Wizards from before probably made up those words when they discovered it. The words are different for each animal or object. For example, to turn an object into a rabbit, the spell used is Lapifors." She went on, "You made them groups to symbolize the differences between those belonging to different colors. Probably, it also signifies the different houses. Blue for Ravenclaw, Yellow for Hufflepuff, Red for Gryffindor, and Green for Slytherin. Then the objects point directly to the characteristics of those belonging to the house. Like for example in Gryffindor, there's shield, armor, and hard hat. These are needed by brave people to defend themselves when bad things happen and bravery represents Gryffindor. Same goes for the other houses."
Whew, why did she have to recite such long sentences? It was like making her own essay and reading them out loud. Oh crud, the answer's gotten. Congratulation on making a fool out of yourself, Zara. Way to go.
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"Uhhh. No? You can't conjure food so how could you hold conjured food in your hand?" This one was one of them there not getting it. He scratched his face at her. "No to the groupings, too. No....?"
No. That wasn't it.
"You said, and I quote, 'Basically, if you can't carry it in your hand then you can't transfigure it'." Iris said, looking at the man plainly. "The way you worded it completely contradicted your argument about not being able to transfigure things into food." SEE. He was an idiot! Eugh. Did he say "I can't transfigure something like food or people therefore I cannot hold those things."? NO. He didn't! He is CONTRADICTING himself because he's a silly MINISTRY official, and NOT a REAL teacher!
Hpmf.
She shrugged at the fact that she got the other one wrong. She wasn't the only one to get it wrong. And after all, she couldn't be perfect, could she?
Seeing as though Mr Shaw had no intentions of actually getting to any kind of transfiguration any time soon, Iris sighed a little. Head still in her hand, the Head Girl resisted the temptation to get her wand out and start conjuring up butterflies or something equally as pretty and entertaining. She ignored his question about the spell "Fera Verto", too. Animal into water goblet. This was first year stuff. Iris would actually like to pass her NEWTs, y'know...
Iris had decided that she didn't like this man. He seemed more interested in his chainsaw and grouping unecessary objects into groups of colour than actually teaching them anything. Still, she supposed there was still the rest of the lesson to physically learn something from Mr Shaw.
"Yeah, okay. I see where you're coming from." Samira leaned back in her seat and drummed her blood-red nails on the table. She really did see where she was coming from. And, once again, wasn't implying anything. They would just have to listen to the professor to see what his answer was.
Bubs looked at the girl and then at her own dark purple long painted nails. She nodded to the girl. "Unless..." Bubs paused. "We are bother right?" Bubs questioned. "Well isn't it possible that we both could be right?" Bubs asked the girl. It was very much possible. She knew it. It happened to her before. She knew she was right with what she had just told the girl.
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"More or less. Sometimes. Not always though. I wouldn't poke a gravity cow unless you have on steel-toed boots." Shaw allowed a look down to her shoes.
Hateya blinked and looked at her shoes too. They were just sneakers; definitely lacking in the steel toes department. First thing she was going to do after class was go find the Head Boy and get him to use his smarts to magic her up some proper footwear. Yup.