Startled, Dale jumped what felt like a foot in the air when Hadley put the star on his parchment. He had not been expecting that at all. The boy listened closely as she spoke, though his attention seemed tempted to wander as he did so.

Right, so that was three things to do, and as Hadley moved on he quickly wrote a note of what he needed to do.

Meaning of the 2
Double digits for each name - 13, 18, 26, 53

But first, he spoke up super quickly, raising his hand as he did. "Oh, Professor... say someone had a really long name and it went to three digits... for the compound number would you... like... add those together?"

As he said that, he was working through the miniature to do list. One hand still in the air, Dale thumbed through to the number and quickly, though untidily, scrawled the number and meaning.

He thought that was right; it was 11 after all.

But it was as he looked through the next part and dragged his finger down the page and did the same for the compound numbers.

"... oh."

Dale stared. And staaaaaaaaared. And spoke. "Professor, it stops at 52."

Um. 'Kay then. Less work.

Oh. Right. Moving on.

Dale listened and then frowned in thought. He then seemed to get it straight away and shot his hand up in the air. "Something... um... oh. I was gonna say something that used just numbers and not words or letters but... uhh... I'm... I... yeah."

Ahem.

Theodore wanted to hit his head on the desk from hearing so much number talk and long words. This was NOT his kind of thing, but he'd attempt it, of course, because he could see the professor dishing out GOLDEN STARS.

He needed a star.

So this is what he wrote down.



WAM BAM.

Theo was proud of his extreme efforts there. Did it deserve a gold star? Yes, it most certainly did.

A gold star?! Ella beamed at Professor Hadley before nodding about the individual compound numbers. "Okay Professor, I'll just look up those numbers now then." GRIN. Hopefully the 12 and 26 would be a little less dodgy!



Huh? THIS WAS NOT GOOD! Anytime the words suffering and anxiety were involved, Ella got a bit nervous. She wished she hadn't taken Hadley's advice about looking up these individual compound numbers!



O____O Was Ella dying or something? Were her friends going to get her into trouble?! All these meanings were doing the second year's head in.

As for Professor Hadley's next question, Ella tried to shake off the nerves she now had and focus again. "Professor, I also think it's probably the birthday day number." Cause birthdays stayed the same no matter the method, yeah?

Kurumi looked up when Professor Hadley came around to inspect her work and she leaned back a bit to allow the woman an easier gaze as she chewed on her lip nervously. She was so distracted by things these days that she figured there was some sort of small mistake thrown in there - although she was MUCH better than she had been last term to be sure - so when Professor Hadley suddenly put a gold star on her parchment she was a bit surprised.

Wait...since when had the Arithmancy Professor given out gold stars? Kurumi was reminded of the candy she had been thrown in Muggle Studies and her face scrunched up for a moment. Bribery. Not a fan.

When Professor Hadley asked her a question point blank, Kurumi ceased chewing on her lip and cocked her head to the side. "Um..." she began, not really sure how to formulate her thoughts. "I guess I was hoping there were more levels to it." Which was sort of going back to her question from earlier. Unlike Divination, Arithmancy held more factual basis and seemed more constant. Numbers were numbers...hard to make guess work out of that. Arithmancy also had a better track record with predicting things, earning it major cookie points.

Kurumi was sort of lost in her own thoughts when Professor Hadley asked a sort of wrap up question regarding the lesson, only half hearing it as she read over her calculations the the definitions of her numbers once more. When a few students mentioned Birthday Numbers, the Gryffindor sort of just nodded her head. Sure sure, sounded good. Kurumi was rather focused on applying these numbers and their meanings to herself.

Noticing the Gryffindor Prefect go back and redo his calculation, Fina strode over and peeked at his parchment. And frowned. "Er. The T was correct before. T is a 4...." she said, quietly. "But it's the E. E isn't a 1." Actually, E was the same regardless of whichever system he used.

Before others could answer the question she posed, she heard Dale ask about a really long name. Pondering it a moment, it just then occurred to her about his name. "Um, if it went to three digits, then you'd reduce it, yes, because compound numbers refer to only double digits and up to 52."

And then, yea. It stopped at 52. Duh. She knew that, but it didn't really comprehend when she saw his initial calculations.

"Well actually, come to think of it, your surname is hyphenated, yes?" she clarified. "So technically you'd have two compound numbers within your name, but you added it all together to make one. So it'd be 22 for Ackton and then 31 for Upstead." Mmhm.

And there she noticed another Slytherin had just decided to start working on his calculations only now. Obviously the youngster had spotted her sheet of gold stars. Slytherins and their desire to be the best. Shaking her head, she strode over to have a peek at his numbers. "Good, good, but technically the compound numbers you should look at for the individual names. So 12 and 20. Not 14 so much, since both 12 and 20 would reduce to 3 and 2, respectively." Mhmm. But fine, the numbers were right, so the kid got a gold star on his parchment.

Oh.

She forgot. There were actually TWO numbers technically. "Yes, the Birth Day Number is one. But really any number that doesn't involve the interchange of letters to numbers would be the same regardless of the system. So of the core numbers," which is what she had meant. "The Life Path Number would be unchanging. Your date of birth is a constant." Unlike their names.

Right then, time was running short on them and if she kept them here any longer they would be late for their next lesson. "Alright, that's all I have for you today. If you have any further questions, you're welcome to stay after and ask me, or find me in my office or in the Arithmancy Laboratory. Or even welcome to make use of the Laboratory to further your studies. Homework will be posted outside my office by the end of the day. Class dismissed."

Flicking her wand, she opened the classroom door.

"Oh," Sierra said, in a somewhat quiet voice. "Thanks..." She picked up her quill, flipped back a bit in her book, and started reading over the correct page. How had the professor known she was confused anyway?! Hadley had some serious eyes in the back of her head. Eyes everywhere, really!



WHAT?!

She was no Puffer! The nerve of that Arithmancy book! Whatever... She hated Arithmancy, and that reading just sealed the deal!

"I'm going to go with Birthday Number, too," Sierra said, looking up from her calculations and raising her hand. "That's one thing that can't be changed. We can change our names through marriage or use of nicknames, and of course our ages and goals in life can change. Those sorts of things. Our birthday will always be the same." Or maybe that had nothing to do with anything after all. It was just a guess.

Whattttt? Class was over?! But Ella didn't want to leave! Not after reading what her fate was going to be. Sacrafice... betrayal...being the victim!!! The second year was seriously put out by all of this! And now she was meant to go to her other classes as if she wasn't doomed.... Merlin's beard!

Ella packed up her things, saving the text book for last. She glared at the book, as if that would make up fro the fact her life would be in shambles some day...Stashing the book in her bag with a frown, she headed towards the exit. "Bye Professor Hadley." She said before facing the unknown dangers of the corridor.

Nigel was happy he got a gold star on his parchment.He had a smile on his face as he finished his calculations and started to understand the Birth Day Number thing. Which was a good start thought Nigel.

He heard that class was dismissed, so he packed up all his parchment and stuff and said "Thanks for the lesson Professor Hadley" . He walked out still confused but he had alot of notes.

Nerida looked up at the Professor as she came to check on her work. Okay, so just go look up the meanings of the numbers 18, 15, and 35. She unpacked her book for the second time and looked up the meaning for 18. Wow, it was a long meaning...This number has a difficult symbolism to translate. It is pictured as "a rayed moon from which drops of blood are falling; a wolf and a hungry dog are seen below catching the falling drops of blood in their opened mouths, while still lower a crab is seen hastening to join them." It is symbolic of materialism striving to destroy the spiritual side of the nature. It generally associates a per*son with bitter quarrels, even family ones, also with war, social upheavals, revolutions; and in some cases it indicates making money and position thorough wars or by wars. It is however a warn*ing of treachery, deception by others, also danger from the elements such as storms, danger from water, fires and explosions. When this "compound" number appears in working out dates in advance, such a date should be taken with a great amount of care, caution and circumspection. Bitter quarrles with family...War!? WHat did this mean...Oh alos a warning of treachery and deception by others hmm...

Still confused Nerida went to go look up the meaning of 15. This is a number of occult significance, of magic and mystery; but as a rule it does not represent the higher side of occultism, its meaning being that the persons represented by it will use every art of magic they can to carry out their purpose. It is peculiarly associated with "good talkers," often with elo*quence, gifts of music and art and a dramatic personality, combin*ed with a certain voluptuous temperament and strong personal magnetism. For obtaining money, gifts, and favours from others it is a fortunate number. Hmm, it was better than the meaning of 18.

Flipping the page she looked for the meaning of 35. After flipping the pages a couple more times she found the meaning. This number is full of the gravest warnings for the future. It foreshadows disasters brought about by association with others; ruin by bad speculations, by partnerships, unions and bad advice. If it comes out in connection with future events one should carefully consider the path one is treading. Okay...That was not grim at all! She didnt really like her meanings or understand them. Hearing the Professor dismissing them. She collected her things and then went to ask the Professor a quick question. Professor all my meanings of the name compund numbers seemed rather grim, except one of them 15.Does this mean something bad might happen?

Alyssa was surprised that Arithmancy class was over. She was actually getting to enjoy this one and was starting to feel less stressed now that she only had to concentrate on her studies for now. Alyssa packed up her things and made her way up to her Head of House. "Thank you for another interesting lesson, Professor. You were right about something. Just concencentrating on one thing right now has helped me alot. I do feel a lot less stressed."Alyssa thanked Professor Hadley.

"I don't know what your plans for Christmas and New Year's are, Professor but if I don't see you before then, I hope that you have an enjoyable time celebrating the holidays and the New Year. I guess I'll see you next year." Alyssa grinned at the Professor before heading back to the Common Room.

Jory made final his final notes before re packing his bag. He had to admit, he had enjoyed this class. He liked the calculating part especially.

"Thanks for the interesting lesson, Professor Hadley,'' he said, giving his Head of House a wave before exiting the classroom.

Another mistake? Where?

Oh man, he had messed up on which letter had been wrong in the first correction. He was really batting a thousand today in class. Redoing the equation a second time, Gideon hoped it had it correct this time around, returning the "t" to its rightful number of 4 and adding the 5 instead to his "e" of his last name. With the new number values, he got a new total and the sixth year looked up the meaning to this last number.

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Originally Posted by Third Times the Charm

G-E-R-T
3+1+2+4=10
3+1+2+5=11
3+5+2+4=14
14.
This is a number of movement, combination of people and things, and danger from natural forces such as tempests, water, air or fire. This number is fortunate for dealings with money, specula*tion and changes in business, but there is always a strong element of risk and danger attached to it, but generally owing to the actions and fool hardiness of others. If this number comes out in calcula*tions of future events the person should be warned to act with cau*tion and prudence.

It wasn't as dark but held its own layer of elemental dangers that could be connected with any number of things. Gideon shook his head, taking in the dismissal and getting to his feet. No time like the present to leave and ignore what was written on his parchment, the Gryffindor proceeding to pack up his belongings to head out. "Bye Professor Hadley," he said simply as he left.

A gold star? That might be all right for the ickles but for her... Glenn eyed the star before closing her journal and slipping it into her bag. She dropped the rest of her stuff in her bag, pausing to adjust her house scarf that was still around her neck.

She flung her bag over her shoulder and hovered near Professor Hadley, "Don't all the double digit meanings sound real... dramatic?" She asked slowly, "I mean, I got warnings and stuff." She raised a sceptical eyebrow, pulling out her journal again from her bag and showing the Professor her meanings.

"Ah."

Okay then.

That made more sense.

Dale nodded slowly as Hadley asked about his surname; he could kind of see where she was going with this. Aaaaaaaaaandddddd... yes. He had to count it as two names.

Aiight. "Cheers Professor," he nodded a teensy bit quicker and more assured as he scrawled down the last two meanings and crossed out and noted where he'd gone wrong earlier. At least she calculated the two last names for him, hehehe.

The preceding one? Dale supposed he ought to have that in his notes if he was gonna glance over them later.

Well, if it was very similar, it was probably fitting that he wrote it down.

But at least that was DONE now. Phew.

As for the next questions, Dale glanced up as Professor Hadley explained the answer to the last question and flipped his sheaf of parchment over (as he didn't want to start an entire new one) and noted the answers down.

It was as Dale was writing the very last word that he heard the word 'dismissed' and his head popped up eagerly like he was some kind of meerkat.

Shoving his books and dry parchment in his back, Dale stuck his quill behind his ear and swung the strap of his bag over his shoulder, picking up the parchment he'd been writing on and gently blowing air onto it to try and dry the parchment before he shoved it in his bag. The young teenager moved quickly to the door (he didn't want to be late for his next class) and looked up before he left.

"Thanks Professor Hadley. Laters."

And then he was out that door.

Kurumi was back to looking at her parchment as Professor Hadley dismissed the class, particularly the bit regarding the meaning of the number 12: suffering and anxiety of mind... foreshadows one being sacrificed for the plans or intrigues of others. Kurumi did not like the sound of that and it made her squirm uncomfortably in her seat. Sh was going to be someone's sacrifice? A victim as it were? Didn't she already do a good job of sort of doing that to herself? Frowning, Kurumi began to gather up her things, placing them gingerly in her bag, and then rising from her seat. By this point, she had completely forgotten that her questions hadn't really been answered and instead simply bowed towards Professor Hadley. "Have a good day, professor," she said before shuffling her feet and exiting the classroom.

When the Professor shifted her hand towards his parchment he was expecting that she was going to point something out that he missed or miscalculated

He blinked in surprise when she lifted her hand and on his parchment was a gold star. If he was any younger and female he would've squee'd. Oh but she was answering his question and explaining that he missed to get the meaning of a few other results. He nodded his head, understandably exuberant "A-Alright Professor.... and Thank you!" he added quickly, smiling appreciatively before returning to his textbook and his parchment.

So he should stick to using his nickname for the Chaldean method, and just needed to look up the meaning for his nickname, which was a 22, and his last name which was a 33. From his recollection these were Master Numbers, but since today they were studying the Chaldean he referred strictly to the number meanings in that chapter.

He looked up 22 first and began to read


His earlier exuberance of getting the star dissipated quickly as he reached the end of that paragraph. That sounded bad. Unconsciously he looked around the students in his class, then returned his gazed to his parchment sullenly as thoughts swirled around in his head.


With a sigh he flipped a few pages to the number 33, which stood for his last name...


That sounded far better than the meaning assigned to his nickname, although given the history of his family on both sides of the Magical divide he really shouldnt have been surprised that the meaning of his last name have proven to be true for a long while now.

He was still worrying over the meaning for his nickname when the Professor said class was dismissed. Reluctantly he stood, packed his things back into his book bag then bid the Number Guru goodbye "Thank you Professor Hadley." he said as he tried to muster up a smile and filed silently behind the rest of the students on their out of the classroom.

Hearing the word 'dismissed', Sierra perked up. That was her favorite part of class--the dismissal! Well, when it came to the classes she wasn't really that great in, that is. She didn't waste any time collecting everything that was hers. She tossed it all into her bookbag, checked her area to make sure everything had been picked up or put away, and then she headed for the door. "Bye, Professor," she said, passing by Hadley. Seeeee ya. Then she turned away and headed out the door.