Alyssa entered the History of Magic classroom and looked around. Everything looked the same...except that there were two extremely old chairs at the back of classroom, each desk had a pack of colored pencils and Professor Scabior was NOT in his usual spot leaning against the classroom reading a paper.

This time he was sitting at his desk together with....Alyssa frowned....a young boy who looked too young to be in school. He looked to be enjoying himself though as he spun himself around in circles on his chair that had wheels on it. 'Wish I had one of those.' Alyssa grinned to herself.The moment the boy caught sight of Alyssa, he grinned at her, said hi to her and told her to take a seat.

'Is he a mini-me version of Professor Scabior? Only this one smiles more.' Alyssa thought to herself smiling. Walking up to the Professor, she greeted him. "Good Afternoon, Professor. It is good to be back in your class." Alyssa then turned to the boy and waved at him, before she walked over to a desk nearest to the front of the classroom and sat down.

Taking out her writing material and her textbook, Alyssa opened it and thumbed through the pages until she found the one that she was last on and proceeded to read while waiting for class to start.

Oh maaan... History of Magic was faaaaar from her favourite subject.

Sophie dragged herself back to the Castle after spending her lunch break outside. It was so lovely out there and now she had to come in for... History. Booooo!

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, though, a little boy spoke to her rather cheerfully. After being a little startled, Sophie smiled widely at him and at the professor. "Hi there!" She greeted the both of them in a much better mood.

Making her way to the middle rows, she spotted coloured pencils before taking her seat. Sweet! Were they doing signs again like that other time? That had been fun!

All of that had put her in such a good mood now that she didn't even notice the two very old chairs at the back of the room.

Augusta nervously sat down in a seat that was not too close to the front and not too far back. She glanced around and noticed two really old trashy chairs. 'Is this how everyone decorates at Hogwarts?' she smugly thought to herself. She twisted a perfect brunette curl as she tried to figure out how to pronunce the Professors name.

Thats when she noticed the child. He looked well dressed, which apparently here, was nothing to snub one's nose at. She gave him a look of approval.
"Hello." she said, not quite sure how to address this person.

Ugh. History of Magic. Not something she was looking forward to, especially considering the lunch she'd just had. What kind of cruel joke was this anyway? Who stuffed a kid with food then told them to go to a BORING class? It's like someone wanted them falling alseep.

Lex dragged her feet into the room and stopped immediately.

...

There was a little boy...and too many books for this to be healthy...and the Professor...he didn't usually sit there or was it just her.

She didn't have time to make sense of all of this before the boy spoke. Awwwwwwwwwwww, he sounded so adorable! So yeah he was telling them to sit but Lex couldn't help it. She walked right up to him and staaaaared for a bit. "HAI!" Oh right and the Professor..."Hellow Professor Scabior, how was your summer?" Not that she cared particularly, she just didn't want him thinking she was rude.

Ofim entered the classroom from the beautiful outdoors. He sighed to himself as he looked around the classroom to see it was almost empty. Ofim was pretty sure this was going to be another boring class. He was hoping that it was going to at least be better than that runes class he had to suffer through. He also hoped that there weren't going to be comic book characters mentioned in that other class.

WHO WAS THAT CHILD?

He chose to sit in a part of the room that he thought not a lot of people would be sit. He was hoping to be left alone so he could take a nice little cat nap after he had a snack. He sat down at at desk and noticed there were colored pencils sitting there. Interesting, he thought. He reached into his bag and pulled out some granola His sunglasses weren't going to leave his face for this class, that was for sure.

And now he waited for the classroom to fill up and this to be over with.

History of Magic after the lunch break was really not good. Because after a full stomach, Ira obviously couldn't concentrate enough. Not her fault if she started yawning in mid-class. Knowing it actually, granted that she shouldn't have had eaten that much. But.. blame her appetite!

She trudged up the stairs, stifling a slight yawn and made her way in. Ah! The soft breeze! Now definitely she was gonna stay sleepy the rest of the class. Going in the first thing she noticed was the boy spinning in his chair and grinning wide. And the tall stack of books.

....

Huh? Who was he? She tilted her side sideways, probably trying to find resemblance between the boy and Professor Scabior. Who was interestingly sitting behind his table.

Father & son duo? Wait, was he even married?

Whatever! She just grinned back at the boy, and greeted the professor, "Hey!" she smiled at the boy, and looking towards Professor, "Hello Professor Scabior." Saying so, and smiling at all who arrived before her, she made her way to the middle row of benches. Just 'cause she was a prefect didn't mean that she had to sit at the front, right?

UUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH.

Got it?

Okay. Now she could enter the classroom of DOOM. Blink. And who's this? The ickle boy. That was ordering her to sit? The nerves! Still, she half smiled at the I-also-have-an-attitude-Professor and, "Good day, Professor," were the words that left her mouth, not really the ones she wanted to say. She actually wanted to ask WHO was the little one urging them to sit, and why does he get to do so.

Meh. She chose a seat at the center and EYED the colored pencils. WHY?

Lottie still sat. But her head was FILLED with questions, Scabior, we're eyeing you...but sweetly.

Nerida entered History of Magic and smiled, the breeze felt wonderful...Did he usually have the windows open? She looked over to the Professor's normal spot and he wasn't there... She looked around... Professor Scabior was at his desk?? Her eyes got big thats a big stack of books...And the little boy who was spinning!

Cuteee!!!!

And then he spoke that was even more adorable!! She grinned at the boy and said "Hi!" and then she realized the Professor was there too..."Hello Professor Scabior. Hope you had a good summer!" She smiled at some of the people she knew that were already in the classroom and made her way up to the frontish middle... It was somewhere in between.

Isidora had a number of questions in her head, but she was SO GOOD, she hadn't asked not one of them yet. So good. The third year made her way near the front the class, and picked a seat. Her hazel eyes lingered on the box of color pencils for a moment. They were gonna color? With muggle stuff? She poked them.

"Hey, Professor." She smiiiiiiled at him, then at the kid. "Hey." Who was this? Dora tilted her head to the side curiously and crossed her arms on her desk. What were they gonna do with HIM, hmm?

Why did class have to be right after lunch? Why couldn't they have like, a siesta after lunch or something and THEN have class? That sounded like a FANTASTIC idea to Milton. But of course, that wasn't the case. So History of Magic would have to do. Scabior's lectures would be the perfect thing to put him to sleep right after a big lunch.

Milton walked in the class and flopped down into a chair in the back row and stared at the kid spinning in circles in the chair up front. "Where'd the hyperactive... thing come from?" he asked quietly to anyone around him. 'Thing' as in CHILD. Milton wasn't fond of children.

His first lesson at Hogwarts. How appropriate that it should be a History of Magic.

Erik slipped quietly into the back of the room and noted the two splintery chairs there. He took the liberty of conjuring up a much more comfortable seat for himself, placed it next to the other two, and then sat.

To observe. Not to evaluate, just to observe. He had been invited, hadn't he?

The first lesson for History of Magic would be... cool, I guess. Same as the last lesson where they had to flyyyyyyy without brooms and stuff. HoM was always interesting, just like Herbology. Though Kat hated remembering stuff from the past (they WERE done, anyway) she still learned to respect both the class and Scabior, who taught it real well.

Anyway.

Kat entered the classroom. There were people in there already, students, adults (cough, BoG person!), and... is that a child? The blonde looked at the ickle kid in front of the class. Uhm... who is that? She wasn't a fan of children, but she liked the kid for unknown reasons. "Hello there," she said to the small boy. Merlin, he was adorable. *insert soft side*. Then she looked at the professor. Still the same, with that straight face. "Good day, Professor Scabior." Afterwards, she went to sit down in one of the seats and wondered why he had brought a kid to class.

WHY did they schedule the History of Magic class after lunch break, huh? Just hope that he wouldn't fall asleep at the class. If he did that, what a shame, Head Boy could fall asleep at the class? Honestly this badge made him slightly annoyed and felt not too confident.

Walking into the classroom, Gary noticed that the Professor was already there. His blue eyes also spotted a little boy spinning around the class. Who's that? His son, maybe? Well, ignore that because actually that's none of his business, right? "Hello, Professor." said him politely then walked to take a seat at the corner. Oh, did he just noticed that there's a Board of Governors candidate was there too? What did he do? Observing? Or Trying to get attention from the students? Huh.

Unlike others, Sky was more energized after a good lunch. And if there was one thing Hogwarts was known for (besides weird stuff happening) it was it's delicious food. So, it was an energized and beaming Slytherin that entered the History of Magic classroom. "What's up, Professor S?" It was then that she noticed both the child and the older man. She figured that the older man was one of the other Board candidates (oops?) but who was the child? With this question in mind, she quickly found a seat and sat up straight, facing forward and not fidgeting one bit.

Dylan had skipped lunch in lieu of other activities...but he was aware of having a class...and was HERE.

Stepping into the classroom, the first thing the Slytherin noticed was...a child...? Eyeing Professor Scabior, Dylan's brow went up into his hairline. Was this child?...some historical artifact or special...something?

He released a massive yawn. Yea, Dylan couldn't be bothered. As long as it didn't effect the lesson and him learning something...It wasn't his business...

Passing by Shacklebolt, the Slytherin rolled his eyes. "Thing, Mildew?" Snort. Grabbing a seat, he turned back, continuing what he was saying. "You're ridiculous." It needed to be said. Dylan hadn't informed him of that important fact lately...Lest he forget.

"Good afternoon, Professor Scabior." Yea, the Professor had earned massive points in his eyes. Dating Professor Schirmer did that, though...since he respected the woman so much. "...And hello to you."...to the child.

Thing? Really...

Rude.

History of Magic...not Bliss' BEST subject, but she could improve, right?

The third year walked into the classroom, with only half a smile on her face and was promptly greeted by a warm breeze. She looked around the room carefully and noticed things that were slightly different; where the Professor was sat, there were seats at the back that she didn't think she'd noticed before and there was a big stack of paper on each person's desk along with colouring pencils!

Maybe this lesson wouldn't be too bad after all.

Bliss shot Professor Scabior a smile and greeted him. "Hello, Professor. I hope you had a nice summer," she said, her voice cheery. Then she took her seat and eyed the stack of paper and colouring pencils expectantly.

History of ....Child?

Blink. Blink.

As the red head walked into the classroom there was only one thing she saw, that one thing being a child spinning around on a wheeled desk. So this was what todays lesson would be about? Yes? or no? Cause hopefully no cause Ness wasn't in the mood to hear anything about little kids.

"Um, hello kiddo?" she greeted a little questionly. It was only then she saw the scary Professor. "Good afternoon, Professor." She greeted him a little more formal than the child.

Now where to sit?

She looked around only to see a familiar face. Aahh! That candidate she had interviewed at the Leaky. She gave him a wave and then sat down at her own desk eyeing the coloured pencils and paper.

Theo was heeeere, and as soon as he entered, his eyes looked out for Ella. Hopefully she'd still be his HoM partner, given their current... situation. No, it would be absolutely fine. But she didn't appear to be here yet, so he found a seat, nearish to the front to wait.

He eyed the pencils, then eyed a small child sitting in a spinny chair at the front.

Err...... was that..... professor Scabior? Had a potion gone wrong? MEEP. Theodore didn't say anything, just looked around at the door to frequently look for Ella.

Christmas entered the classroom and smiled and said "Good day professor" Christmas took a seat and patiently waited for the lesson to start

History of magic. After five years the Slytherin still didn't know if he liked the subject or not. Some classes were fun, like the one when they went inside the chamber of secrets...but some were just...uh...not his taste. Still, this class was mandatory for him so he pushed the door open and stepped inside the room.

He checked if his Prefect badge was rightly pinned to his robe and as he passed the desks he noted that all of them had packs of colored pencils on them. His gaze went from the desks to the professor but instead of finding the man, he was looking at a small boy.

o__________O HAD THE PROFESSOR TURNED INTO A LITTLE BOY?!

Shocked, Daichi just stared at the boy. Possibly to the point that it became rude to stare and he quickly looked away. When he did so, his Brown eyes found the real professor sitting behind the desk and the Slytherin's cheeks flushed red. How couldn't he have seen that?! "Uh..hello professor Scabior" he greeted with a small bow like nod. He then turned to the little boy. "Hiya, kid~" he smiled and waved his hand before he went to the back of the room to sit down.

But when he had found a desk he noticed another man in the classroom who looked far too old to be a student. Either he was really stupid and had to take this class again or he was important...the prefect thought it was the latter. "Hello Sir" he greeted, again a small bow and when he didn't know what else to say he sat down on his chair and waited for class to begin.

Sarah was always in a cheery mood, therefore mentioning that she was a smiley is nothing new in the zoo. So today, like all days Sarah was beaming. She like the History for the sake of the subject, yet not for the teacher, although it was kind of the opposite in Herbology where she like the professor more then the subject. She took in the rooms surroundings... there were two old chairs, kind of like the furniture Sarah had seen in her brother’s workshop. Her bother liked to fix things so people gave him their old things and he would refurbish them and make them as good as new. For wizarding folk he would add extra services like the cushioning charm, either the client would make the request or her brother would think of an ingenious charm to use and got the clients permission and then performed the spell on it. Sarah liked to watch her brother at work, that way she learned a lot about charms and also it helped her imagination. She would think about the object and think about the previous life it had lived. She wondered what the story these chairs had to tell were. The boy and the spinning chair caught her attention next. Her muggle cousins had a chair like that and all the children used to take turns to spin on it. Her mother recalled that going to the muggle dentist when she was younger was awful, yet the fact that he had a spinning chair like that made it nicer. She used to play on it while she waited her turn, until that assistant needed it, claiming it was the chair for her to use. Rebecca had tried to explain to the dental assistant (her name was Florine, yet in secret Rebecca would call her Floridine) that the dental assistant had the chair to herself all year round and when Rebecca came for her annual check up, it was her turn to use it. Unfortunatey, none of the adults agreed and as the dentist had a lot of nasty instruments on him, Rebecca gave the chair to the assistant. “Hi!” she beamed at the little kid- he was so adorable. “Good Day Professor” she said greeting Scabior. She then went to abide by the adorable kids command and sat down. She wondered how Scabior had even met the kid, they were so different. Unless... Sarah hit upon a jackpot. Unless Scabior was once that kid, yet something in the intervening years as an adult had snapped him into an old grump. If that was the case, a time machine was needed.

Nigel walked in and noticed a maybe student sitting in Scabior's seat telling them to sit down. Either that kid was very brave or it was Scabior. Maybe a potion or spell went wrong. Who knows. But then he sees Scabior behind the kid

"Hello, Professor and umm... Hello"

Nigel did not know his name so he just said hello and sat down at a empty desk. This lesson was beginning to look interesting already.

Though he much preferred early classes, everyone, including him, would just have to make due with the time of this one. Pulling his eyes away from the spinning boy Scabior gave a small nod to the Hufflepuff. "Good yo have you back Miss Potter."

Oh. No hi? That was okay, it was. Kyroh was fine with that and even waved again at the girl.

Look! This one knew how to say hi! She needed a star. A gold one maybe.

"Afternoon." Scabior said with a slight nod.

Kyroh waved agan and stopped his chair just to grin at the girl.

A first year by the looks of it. Considering he had never seen the girl in his class before and she looked a bit young to be a transfer. "Hello." Scabior greeted.

Woah. Kyroh went around in another full circle before stopping completely. He couldn't spin with someone in front of him. His small eyes blinked for a few seconds as he stared back at the girl who was staring at him. "I'm not good at staring contests." He said simply, almost confused. Oh? Did she just want to say hi? "Hello!" He repeated.

"It was quite good, Miss Cambridge. Thank you for asking. Now, please take your seat." You were scaring his kid.

"Sunglasses off. This is not Care of Magical Creatures." Scabior said quickly, catching the Gryffindor who was apparently blinded by the bright lights in the classroom. They were not outside, so he did not need to shield his eyes.

"Hi there! Was she going to sit? She should sit in the front because then he could tell if she was nice or not when she answered questions. Oh....she didn't.

"Good day." Scabior nodded.

"Good afternoon." A single nod from Scabior.


The ones who said hi were officially on the good list. Kyroh had decided, while mid spin.

"I did, thank you Miss Eventide."


"Hi again! Kyroh whispered. Just because saying hi in different ways cool right?

"Hello Miss Miroslava." Another nod from Scabior. It was wonders how his neck hadn't fallen off.

Did that boy say something? He looked like he said something. Kyroh squinted. Huh. Was it a secret?

A man had walked into the classroom, which wasn't a surprise he had been expecting two guest, but as this one conjured up his own chair, perhaps he was another. He was sure that he had seen the man at the board table but that was besides the point Scabior almost raised a brow, but he really couldn't even begin to guess where Annie was going with school security. Just allowing candidates to come and go at will. "Afternoon." Scabior said with a curt nod to the man.

"Hi!" Kyroh grinned. "You look like a Slytherin." He knew all about Slytherins.

"Miss Hudson, hello." He gave a small smile.

Scabior gave a nod to the Head Boy. "Mister Rush, good afternoon."

"Scabior." He corrected, because, what was she five? Was it that hard to pronounce his last name? No.

"Hello to you too! This one looked like he could be an adult. Like August?

"Mister Montmorency, afternoon."

"I did, thank you Miss Ryans."

Kiddo? Kyroh grinned. People called him that when they liked him! He was already liked here! Hogwarts was cool. "Hiii."

"Miss Dixon. Hope you enjoyed your lunch." Now it was time to learn. Mwaha.

"Miss Goldman." A nod to her as well.

Kyroh blinked as he continued to spin in the chair. Kiddo and kid were two different things. This one called him kid. "Hello. I have a name." Maybe he needed a name tag? "It's Kyroh." He told him just because he didn't have a name tag and it wasn't really fair to expect the boy to know his name without one.

"Mister Katharos, good to see you." Scabior said simply nodded at the duck boy.

Kyroh waved at the girl for a full spin! She was lucky.

"Good afternoon." Scabior greeted.

"Hello!!" Alright. Spinning DONE. He was done with spinning. Especially because he was starting to get dizzy.

"Hello Mister Barrington." Scabior said simply.



"We're going to wait a few more minutes for others to arrive before we start." Feel free to chat amongst yourselves. Scabior was really just giving the board members a chance to arrive.

OOC: Class will begin in like 10 hours or so.

OOOOOOH colored pencils! YAY! They'd be coloring today! Being an artist and everything Alex was excited whenever they got a chance to doodle something in class. "Hello Professor," he said with a smile as he entered the room. And there was...another kid in the class. A little kid. Scabior's son maybe? Was he even married? Alex didn't keep up with that stuff. "Erm.....hi," Alex said, giving the kid a little wave. Orrr were they just supposed to ignore him?

He sat down at his desk next to Alyssa and smiled. "Hey, maybe you'll get to see my drawing skills today," he chuckled.

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Nolan had showed up ready for class dressed a bit fancier than usual, wearing a sweater vest, bowtie, and his black rimmed glasses once more. He noticed a young child sitting nearby and was suddenly overcome with homesickness--even though he'd JUST been there this morning. He missed his little girl!

He approached the professor and cleared his throat before smiling at him. "Hello Professor Scabior, I'm Nolan Reynolds," he said, extending his hand for a shake. "Board of Governors Candidate. I'm just here to observe today so...where would you like me to go?" he asked with another grin.