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You enter into the History of Magic Classroom to find that it set up just like a standard classroom. Desks are set up in rows, but the ones that are closest to the window are faced curved slightly so that turning your neck to stare outside and daydream would cause serious stiffness in the neck later on. Professor Dursley likes to have your full attention. Sitting on each of the desks is a note card. On the top right corner simple instructions are written to write your name, house, and year. Once you do so the note card will stick to that desk. You are expected to be in that seat all term.
Overhead are lamps with the lights shinning brightly, some extra incentive again to make sure you are are going to stay focused and not doze off. Surely you hadn't taken his words seriously about developing insomnia and had gotten a good nights sleep instead. This was after all an afternoon class. Any excuse to be tired will be brushed off as just that, an excuse.
At the very front of the class, is a blackboard, and a pull-down screen.
Professor Dursley is at the Front sitting at his desk feet propped up on it. All dressed up as properly as he could minus some shoes. He'd normally wear his sandals, but today was a no shoes day. In fact, as you enter you'll notice the blackboard has some instructions. Take your shoes off, socks too. If you want Enjoy the free feeling of wiggling those toes. Class will start soon so get comfy. Sitting on his lap was a book about Animagus Transformations...for dummies... some light reading while everyone came in.
OOC: I opened a tad early. settle in, say hello, converse with each other, I'll begin class tomorrow afternoon. (around 3pm EST...also early than stated previously) Remember to follow class rules, and not to post arriving late after I begin.
CLASS IS NOW IN SESSION DO NOT POST LATE COMING IN!
Hiss!Roar!Growl!Caw! | Hermione's Double | The Little Three | Alecate
History class...BAH. Sophie thought history should stay right where its name suggested--in history.
At least this class had spinning lights, though. It'd be pretty hard to get bored with lights constantly spinning above you. Then again, that was probably the idea. Sophie eyed the professor as she chose a seat. What was it with all these male professors sitting back in their chairs with their feet propped up like they were home in bed? Sophie bet she'd lose points if she did that.
She took a seat and filled out her card.
Sophie Newell
Slytherin
First year
When that was done, she turned her thoughts to the whole shoe issue. Did she really have to take off her shoes? She wasn't exactly the one to go barefoot in class. Looking over, she saw Caleb take off his shoes and socks, sighed to herself, and then did the same. Meh.
It seemed like there was a new HoM professor every other year. Not that Nigel was complaining or anything. Nigel took a seat not even taking off his shoes. He was good thank you. It did say if you want.
Name tags again. Well must be taking after Botros. Nigel was always happy to fill out this index card/name tag.
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Nigel 'Wait for It' Barrington
Ravenclaw
Fifth
Yeah, that would work.
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Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
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Originally Posted by lemon
Take her SHOES off? Wiggle her toes?
Weird guy.
Alice took a seat near the front of the History of Magic classroom for observing purposes. She stared at the man at behind the desk for a few seconds, taking in his appearance and demeanor before eyeing her shoes. Those were staying on, thank you very much.
But she did oblige to the nametag bit. Only that part, though.
"I'm wiggling my toes inside my socks, professor." Just so he knew.
Oh! First one in, exciting! Very exciting. Tiberius almost fell backwards from being a bit too jumpy. Although seeing as she refused to take her shoes off, this calmed him down some. "So long as they're wiggling." He wiggled his own toes just as an example of how she should be doing so.
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Originally Posted by Bazinga
Minerva headed towards the History of Magic classroom. Professor awesome wasn't here anymore which was a pity. He was mysterious and amazing and well Minerva liked that about him, but as long as Scabiors wasn't at the front desk she could handle anyone. Okay thinking of Frenchie not everyone. Merlin please let this guy be better than that one. Please... Walking in the classroom seemed normal enough. Shrugging she gave the new professor a small smile. "Hello Professor, my names Minerva Wheatborn. Welcome to Hogwarts sir."
Turning Minerva walked over to her usual front row seat. A thought of the last time she sat in the front row of this class popped in her mind. Well no dementors would be showing up today.. she hoped at least. Taking her seat she pulled out her parchment and quills and decided to doodle a bit until the class began.
How very humbling. "Minerva Wheatborn. It's a pleasure, and thank y-." He said this was such happiness that his voice reached a higher level of screech that even he had to stop midway to cover his ears. he then quickly covered his mouth and coughed, like he had something ludged in it. Maybe there was something down there?
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
Though Adi had practically skipped his way to the History of Magic classroom, he was by no means really excited for the subject itself. He found History quite boring but he was looking forward to seeing Professor D. And to collect that book.
"Professor D!'' Adi said, going up to the man's desk. "How are you?'' He eyed the bare feet curiously. What, no shoes? Anyway, he wondered if the man remembered him. Something told him yes. People never seemed to forget him.
The first year decided on a seat near the front of the room. That way he was less likely to fall asleep and let's face it. History made normal people fall asleep. "Take off my shoes?'' he muttered as the thought that Professor D was totally cool flashed in his head. "Don't mind if I do!'' Adi did just that, pulled off his shoes along with his socks. Swinging his feet (which were too short to touch the ground), he wrote out the the info needed:
"Aditya Rehman." Tiberius gave the missing book-train boy a court nod. He opened a drawer in his desk, and pulled out a book, the very one Aditya had been missing. "Found it no trouble at all." He removed his wand from his pants pocket then slowly floated the book over to the Hufflepuff boy. "Good read, and No shoes indeed." Yup the young boy got some toe wiggles for that.
SPOILER!!: Quick Hellos back
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Originally Posted by JennMarie
She walked in slowly.. suspiciously... Not because she was suspicious, but he was.. the professor was. He was new and she did not know him, therefore he was suspicious, they all were. Ever since incidents and things happened when ever new professors came about she learned to just NOT trust the new ones when they came, nope. Thankfully it was her final term here though so she didnt really have to get use to him, and all his suspeciousness.
where were his shoes?
Ariana glanced up at the board, they could take off there shoes, if they wanted, was this superficial to the lesson? if not Ariana preferred to keep her's on, she liked her shoes anyway. "Hello."
yes Hello to you sir. there was an Alice an a Min there already and she gave the girls a faint wave. hi Alice. hi Min.
she glanced down at a card as she went along down a row, what was this? all term, in one spot, what if people she didnt LIKE sat around her, could she simply moved said picked desk else where? was that an option HMM?
she picked a seat, in the middle towards the left three from the back, yup this was perfect, right here.
people should sit next to her mhm.
"Hello to you too" Tiberius thought it funny to have his big toe wave at her instead of his hand. That was funny yeah?
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo
History of Magic wasn't the same without Mr. Vinteren. She used to try being one of the first to his class so she could get a front seat but now she needed a new strategy. This new guy...wanted them to actually PAY ATTENTION, like, was that even possible in HoM?? Probably not. He was being ridiculous. Lex could sleep in bright lights and didn't need a window to daydream out. The young Gryffindor had a limitless mind. It could do anything she told it to.
Alexa took note of shoe-less Professor...apparently they were all meant to be shoe-less...er...and sockless...
She dumped her bag at the table she would claim as hers then did that quick scribbly thing.
Then she slipped off her shoes and socks, tucked the socks into the shoes and slipped them under her desk. The book in his hand got no attention from her. It was most likely really boring anyway and she didn't want to go brain dead any sooner than she actually needed to. "Hello Professor."
"Hello, Hello, Hello" One hello was probably enough. No matter, can't take two hellos back. Feel lucky you got three.
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Guess this wasn't so bad, having the class in the afternoon. Wade walked towards where History of Magic took place, whistling a little to occupy himself. History outside of runes often didn't settle long with him, but he was willing for something interesting to take ahold of him whenever.
Once inside, he noticed just how bright everything was. Least he wasn't feeling sleepy, because this would've been quite an awakening, otherwise. Wade saw their new History of Magic Professor sitting behind his desk, with his feets right on top... Mk, he seemed alright to Wade already. "Hello, Professor.. nice day, isn't it?" His eyes glanced towards the board's instructions before his brows furrowed at it.
.... Thank Merlin that Ella did not schedule a Quidditch practice before the class, because there seriously would've been some exceptions needed to be made to this instruction, otherwise. For people's noses sake, you know. Reluctantly, Wade then removed his shoes and socks before carrying them in his other hand before walking to take a seat by Minnie Mouse. His clean and nice smelling toes freely began their *wiggle* *wiggle* as he wrote in the note card before watching it stick.
This was the head boy? He had a beard, almost as scruffy as his. More like Head Man. "Terrific yes." Tiberius was bit jealous of the Hufflepuff Head Boy. Perhaps a beard-off later?
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Originally Posted by lazykitty
Okay, where were the professor's shoes? Because, yep, that was one of the first things Sky noticed when she stepped into HoM. How could she not? "Hello, Professor Dursley."
Finding herself a seat in the middle of the classroom (because she was sure she wouldn't have to leave this class), she read the board. So, they could take their shoes off too if they wished? Okay! Her shoes were killing her feet anyway. Why she'd 'borrowed' her aunt's boots without putting some kind of spell on them to make them comfy was beyond her. Anyway, the boots and socks came off and foot massaging was happening. Right after she filled out her desk tag.
"and a Hello back to you." Was she massaging her feet? You know it's best to get shoes that fit...not that he would know anything about shoes. Ask Ms. Shoe Enthusiast.
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Originally Posted by Tattie
Another fun class to attend?
She certainly hoped so.
Although it was late afternoon, she wasn't tired in the slightest - just one perk of being a pure ball of energy - so it had barely taken any effort to get herself to class. She was VERY eager to learn, as long as she didn't need to read. Urgh. Brushing that thought aside, she bounded off to class, entering it all grins and enthusiasm. "Hellooooo, Professor! I'm Bristol!" GRIN.
Wait, what did it say on the board? Take her footwear off? Well ... there was no harm in doing that, she supposed. She shook her shoes off and then peeled her socks off. Did she just put them under her desk now? It would seem so. Bristol made her way over to a desk, sat down and shoved her shoes and socks under the desk. THERE. All ready. Expect, oh wait again ..
Name tag, tiiiiiiiiiime. Wasting no time at all, she filled it in, then sat patiently waiting for the class to begin.
Girl has spunk. "Hellooo to you too."Nice attitude. She clearly had gotten the sleep he asked everyone to get. he gave her a toe wave of graditude.
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Originally Posted by the fastest seeker
She was pretty much curious and a bit of excited to know about the new professors. Except after Arithmancy and detention she wasn't that keen. But she hoped it was different. Because History is one of her favorite subject for no reason other than she had liked the previous professors. Scaboir used to actually smile at her and like her answers, same for Vinteren...minus the smile part. And that was a very good reason to like something. Cue why she paid attention and worked hard on homework. Motivation. She'll decide about this year upon this lesson.
The fifth-year stepped into the classroom and paused for a bit. No shoes. Err...she'd rather keep hers on. But that was quite...interesting. She noted that then made her way towards one of the desks but then she turned around and got closer to the professor. "Good afternoon, Professor," Manners and all. Oh, and he had bare feet.....on the desk. He apparently was feeling at home. Which was a good thing?
Taking her time wandering between desks, she finally slid into one and reached for the card and scribbled info on it.
She could totally note what was different in the classroom while the others arrived. New lights, yeah?
Oh? This one came right up to him, good manners, and she wasn't afraid to get close to his feet. "Yes, Afternoon. Great day isn't it?" Hairy Head Boy thought so too.
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow
This dude was gonna be way better than last term's creeper, yes? Even if his face wasn't as pretty? Cool. Very cool.
Ella made her way into the History of Magic Classroom and glanced around a bit before her gaze fell on the professor. "Hello Sir." He was barefoot, did he know? Oh but apparently that's what they were all meant to do. At least the blackboard said so. The blonde gave it some thought as she headed towards a seat in the middle of the room, giving smiles to those she knew. HI friends.
Settling down, the seventeen year old noted the notecard and started filling it out with the appropriate information. Scribble. Scribble. Scribble. When that was done, Ells slipped off her shoes but kept her socks on. She didn't want her feet to get cold, y'know?
'Sir'...he already liked this Blondie. "Professor will do, Thank you though" Yeah that put a nice big grin on his face, giving his toes a wiggle in her directions as she too took off her shoes.
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Originally Posted by PhoenixStar
History of Magic time, and she was going to meet yet another new professor. What was up with getting a new professor every year? She walked into the classroom more awake than usual. She spotted the professor right away with his shoes off! What in the name of merlin! How disgusting was that? Err... hello professor."
The sixth year picked a seat somewhere in the middle of the room. She noticed a note card was sitting on her desk so she read through it quickly. A name plate? That was easy enough.
Bringing her attention back to the front of the classroom. She scanned the board and was shocked to see that not only did the professor not have any manners, but he wanted his students to follow in his footsteps. The first thought that came to her mind was to protest, but would that really get her anywhere she wondered? Was it really a good idea to start off on the wrong foot? HA! She silently took off her shoes and socks with a scrowl on her face. She was not happy about this one bit!
Err...Hello? Was it that difficult to say a greeting? "Yeuh...Hi" He wiggled his toe at her awkwardly. Oh look she seemed distraught over the whole shoe thing. Eh, let her figure out that she doesn't have to take them off if she doesn't want to. Follow the Dress Code thing fo now. Even if was a No Shoes day kind of day.
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Originally Posted by hermionesclone
History of Magic!
The boy was looking forward to this class somewhat. There was a new professor in and new professors were quite interesting, even if some ended up being weird. And others ended up having great hair. And the History professor from last term was a little... odd, even if he had complimented the boy that one time on his question. At least he had managed to teach them at the end of the day?
But Vinteren wasn't here and curiosity about the new professor peaked. Alec headed into the room and took a look around. Nothing... out of the ordinary? That was probably a good thing. Another good thing was that this lesson was in the afternoon, which meant that a healthy lunch had been had. You know, if BLT sandwiches were considered healthy.
It was then that his eyes landed on the Professor and-- ... BLINK. Was the man not wearing any shoes? Really? "Erm... hello Professor," he said, smiling a little and giving the man a nod before heading off towards an empty seat near the middle of the classroom. ... Nametag? Yeah? Okay. ... Scribble... scribble... scribble...
There. Done. As for the shoes... why not? He took them off, along with his socks. This... was an interesting way to start off the lesson.
Another Er(m)er? To top it off he was Hufflepuff. One of those Awkward friendly types. "Yeuh...Hello"Plus side was he took his shoes off. Seeing so many celebrate No Shoes Day was a good feeling.
SPOILER!!: Quiet Kids
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Originally Posted by SweetPeea
What was her class today? Ah, right..History of Magic, right..
Nicola sighed a little bit as the clicking of her heels echoed the halls with every step that was made. Entering the room she took a quick scan of the classroom before making her ways towards a desk. The redhead caught sight of the Professor in front of the classroom and was immediately raising an eyebrow at him now. Not only was he barefoot, but he had even suggested the students take off their shoes as well, if they wanted to. Well, it was actually a good thing, because she really didn't want to do that, she was actually pretty comfortable staying in her shoes.
Picking a seat in the middle row, she placed her things down & saw the name tag on her desk. Quickly taking a moment to write down what was required.
Once finished with that small task, she flipped her redhead over her shoulder and run her fingers through her hair as she waited for class to begin. Not being able to resist another questionable look at the odd Professor who wasn't wearing any shoes. Soon growing bored of looking at his bare feet, the seventh year's attention was then focused on her nails as she began to examine them. Oh great, she knew she should've brought her nail file with her! Look at the nail on her index finger, it was uneven! Nicola softy groaned a little frustrated with herself for not bringing her nail file. Not only could she NOT file her nail evenly, she would now have to try to ignore her pet peeve during today's lesson knowing about her uneven nail.
....Just perfect..
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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah
Cutty entered the history of magic classroom after going through a mental checklist in his mind; Quills, parchment, textbook, good night's rest. They were things that he would've done to prepare for a class anyway. His large, dark eyes fished around for a seat and spotting one of the curved ones on the edge, he took it, liking the fact that his back would never quite be directly in front of someone. Made watching it a little bit easier.
Cutty's forearm slid with the notecard as he pulled out his supplies from his bag. He looked down upon the notecard and read it, then filled it out promptly. To his surprise it stuck to his desk once he'd finished filled it out. Were they somehow sentient? He looked up at Professor Dursley who appeared to be invested in a copy of Animagus Transformation For Dummies.
Feeling prepared Cutty looked up towards the blackboard and saw the instructions for removing ones shoes...
NO!
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Sophie walked into the History of magic classroom not knowing what to expect. Once she noticed people taking their shoes off, she looked up at the board and read the instructions.
Well, alright! Taking off her shoes, she took a random seat. BUT. As she walked towards said seat, she couldn't help but noticed a little Slytherin boy who HAD MORDRED'S LAST NAME OMG. Her eyes were now WIDE just like her smile. And awwwwwwwwwwww, look at that! He didn't want to take his shoes off! Stubborn Adorable just like Mordred. N'AW. Could she hug him? WAIT, were they related?????
...Nah, probably not. Mordred would have mentioned something about a younger Mordaunt coming to-- WHOA! So many things were going on in Sophie's mind that she actually just sat there for a while, daaaaydreeeamiiiinnngggggggggg.
Which made her take forever to actually write her name and stuff on the piece of parchment. But she did so eventually. N'AW, look at ickle Mordaunt. How cute!
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Originally Posted by aaetha
Adrienne entered the History of Magic classroom with a bored look on her face. She had no particular opinion on this class, honestly, although she had to admit she didn't dislike the professor. (Plus, he had liked her peppermint toad.) She took a deep breath and tried to look happy, but just didn't have the energy in her to bother. Ugh. She really hadn't been getting enough sleep for the all-day classes and all-night homework that she was being bombarded with.
She sat down at her desk, almost zombielike, and wrote her name down on the provided nametag.
And then Adrienne noticed what it said on the board and shrugged. May as well. She pulled off her shoes and dropped them on the floor, then her socks, wrinkling her nose because her feet smelled kind of bad. Oh well, the rest of the class could just deal with it, and if they had a problem she could shove her stinky feet in their face. So there.
Wriggle wriggle wriggle.
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
Take off his shoes? Ehh...Caleb didn't know how he felt about that one. He liked to walk around barefoot of course, but in front of other PEOPLE? Nah, he wasn't about that. BUT he couldn't just disobey the professor so...it looked like he was going to have to just grin and bear it.
He took off his shoes and socks, and then, trying not to think about it too much, he began to write his name on his notecard.
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Originally Posted by Colley
Cat happened to like her shoes, though. She did. She pondered on this as she picked a seat. If she was sitting in this seat all term, it had to be a good one, yes. It did. Good. She picked one near Ariana and Alice since they were favorites. Plus there was an empty seat beside her so maybe boyfriend would sit there. Maybe.
Oh right. She had a thing to do.
Yep. That was her. This was her desk. Satisfied, Cat slipped her shoes off, made sad faces at them and stashed them half under her desk so that no one would steal them. Blue could swing out of nowhere, you know? But hey, her socks were orange, so that was cool. She was going to keep those on.
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana
History class...BAH. Sophie thought history should stay right where its name suggested--in history.
At least this class had spinning lights, though. It'd be pretty hard to get bored with lights constantly spinning above you. Then again, that was probably the idea. Sophie eyed the professor as she chose a seat. What was it with all these male professors sitting back in their chairs with their feet propped up like they were home in bed? Sophie bet she'd lose points if she did that.
She took a seat and filled out her card.
Sophie Newell
Slytherin
First year
When that was done, she turned her thoughts to the whole shoe issue. Did she really have to take off her shoes? She wasn't exactly the one to go barefoot in class. Looking over, she saw Caleb take off his shoes and socks, sighed to herself, and then did the same. Meh.
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Originally Posted by Meizzner
It seemed like there was a new HoM professor every other year. Not that Nigel was complaining or anything. Nigel took a seat not even taking off his shoes. He was good thank you. It did say if you want.
Name tags again. Well must be taking after Botros. Nigel was always happy to fill out this index card/name tag.
Yeah, that would work.
Merlin, he hoped these kids got their sleep. He wiggled his toes, and gave them smiles.
SPOILER!!: Silent but Interesting
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Originally Posted by Lockhartian
So, when can we drop History of Magic? Like... today? Why, thank you.
There was something about this new Professor that she just didn't like. It could very well be the class, yeah? She hadn't liked Scabior nor Vinteren. But this time she's blaming the Professor and not the class. As always. And it was all so evident as soon as she stepped inside. She almost actually walked out, but... well, she'd promised Lex she'd help her, right? And she keeps her words.
So, she just went in. Gave the man a nod. Her shoes are staying with her. And she'll be watching out for any possible Aidan Stone wannabes. She wasn't planning on repeating that event. No. She was still taking a seat beside Lex, because that was safe.
No labels, yo! Such a Hufflepuff.
Good time to get up and move about the classroom. Tiberius moved his feet off the desk and stood up. Walk around for a bit while the the students came in. His walk was brief as he stopped and looked down at this girl's note card. What a Hufflepuff. "I'd appreciate it if you actually wrote your House for me, Ms. Wisteria of Hogwarts." He crossed his arms, and tapped his bare foot on the floor, waiting for her to change to her house.
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Originally Posted by Tegz
Was anyone else resigned to weird professor requests or was it just West? No? Yes? In any case he had no problem taking his shoes off since thank you very much he kept his feet clean and such. You sort of had to being dormmates with a germophobe. Also West had awesome socks, so why not show them off?
Also, he sat next to Alice. Partly to be sure that M--Branxton wouldn't, and partly because he wanted to anyways.
Name thing.
..... And ready, with green socks that had yellow pineapples on them.
WHOA! WHOA WHOA! Okay, so the Head Boy had a Beard, and this kid was a giant. Well, okay most everyone was a giant to his meager height, but this boy dwarfed most other students from what he could see. "Nice socks you have Mr. Odessa. You'll have to tell me where you purchased them."
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Originally Posted by StarShine
Forrest was slightly tired--it was an afternoon class after all--but he thought he could handle it. He entered the class, smiled at the Professor, then saw the warning about the shoes.
...wiggle the toes?
Forrest hesitated...then saw Bristol, smiled, eyed her feet, and upon seeing her shoes and socks were off, he took his off as well--and all happened in only a few seconds. He then sat next to his BFF and grinned at her as he places his shoes and socks under his desk. Best friends unite, you know?
She knew.
Now class. Begin before this chap sleeps.
Although this one got right to the relaxing part, Tiberius was appreciative that the boy had taken his shoes off. He loomed over the boy, and pointed at the note."It's important that I know who you are, don't you think?" Yes, very important
SPOILER!!: West and Sarah
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Originally Posted by Princesspower
History of Magic.. Sarah loved that class... History cam easy to her after all, she bounced in. New professor. "Hi! Welcome to Hogwarts.. my name is Sarah Edwards". If she did not know his name yet, she would have asked him then. Dursley.... probably a relative of Harry Potter, it was good to see that even bad people had good decendents... wait, she never even knew this guy yet. But then everyone would be better then Vinterin.
What book was the professor holding? Sarah took a peek. "Can I read that book afterwards... I want to become an amigi, although I am not a dummy, I just lack the basics."
Then there were West's socks, "awesome socks man.." Sarah said to him. Maybe she should get a cool pair of socks for her brother's birthday.
She looked around and chose a seat in the back corner... She did not need a front row seat as she was loud enough and commanded enough attention. She then noticed the blackboard, "Professor, I don't wear socks, I wear stockings.. and besides is it proper to suggest that in a classroom with some male populance that socks can go off... some men have smelly feet". Women were always better you know.
She took out her quill and began to write.
Should she take off her shoes? Did Princesses do that? Was it proper or cheap to go without shoes? Sarah did not know. She thought about it for a moment... Her father never let her walk around barefoot since she was around three, as it was not proper, she was a princess after all.
Alright, she would take off her shoes... she could not take off her stockings in a co-ed classroom. She slipped her shoes off, feeling self-consious about everyone seeing her narrow feet. And they were small too
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Originally Posted by Tegz
"That's sexist." West pointed out. "GIRLS can have stinky feet too."
Just sayyyying, Sarah. Pshhhh. His feet were fine.
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Originally Posted by Princesspower
Sarah knew that she had said the wrong thing the minute it came out her mouth. "Oops, sorry. You see I no sisters, only 7 brothers and I remember their friends taking their socks off.. not very plesant. Besides, study show that although women have more sweat glands, men sweat more. There are sweat glands on ones feet that is why feet and socks smell" Just putting it out there.
Well now wasn't she talkative...
"Glad to meet you Ms. Edwards." He got the weird feeling from her, that long pause... just as he did while he attended Hogwarts. It quickly faded though as she mentioned the book on his lap. "Oh this? I'm sure the Transfiguration Professor would be more well suited in giving advice than this book. It's not as good of a read as I hoped." he closed the book then slid it into the desk.
Then it got just a little bit awkward. "You don't have to take them off... key words were 'if you want'" He pointed behinf himself at the blackboard with the words written on them. Mr. West Odessa's little remark wasn't needed either. "Room is beginning to smell like a mixture of feet anyways. Girl's and Boy's" with his wand he flicked it towards the windows and let the cool Fall breeze take care of as much of the stink as possible. He looked down at his wrist where he expected to see a watch, but forgot he had none. Eh...he'll wait a few more minutes for any stragglers. Otherwise he'll consider them asleep outside his classroom and void from entering it, once he begins.
OOC:I'll wait another hour or Two for a few more to post, then we'll officially start.
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When that Gryffindor girl went off about how wizard's had smelly feet Cutty couldn't help but smile with pride. Like, he was all proud 'n stuff of having smellier feet. He sort of wished he had taken off his shoes now. It would be worth the cold, he thought before getting a smile from Professor Dursley which Cutty read as a confirmation of his back-brained suspicion that the man wanted to impede their escape by surrendering their shoes.
He sat back in his seat preparing for a class so lack-stimulating that a strategy like the afore-mentioned one was needed and looked a bit forelorn. The expression, however didn't last too long, as Cutty caught a glimpse of a young witch giving him curious looks. What did they mean? Was it adoration? Ha! All in good time.
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Anya entered the classroom and greeted the Professor with a quick "Hello." She then took a seat and glanced up at the board. Ew. Really? Take off their shoes?
But... their uniforms... socks. FEET SMELL.
Gross.
But then again, she already knew the Professor was kind of gross and ew already. So, with a grimace, the lion complied with the shoe-off thing.
And then filled out her nametag.
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Originally Posted by Name Tag
Name: Anya Phillips House: Gryffindor Year: Sixth
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"AW MAN. I RAN OUT OF ROOM on my CARD, Prof Man!" Zahra waved her hand around. "This cards too small." Pfff. Whatever. Why did her year matter? AND OBVIOUSLY SHE WAS A GRYFFINDOR. OPEN YOUR EYES PROFESSOR.
Yeah so anyway.
She worked on taking them SHOES OFF. She took the FIRST and LAUNCHED it up and it fell with a clatter beside her.
Then the other followed. Then her knee socks. O F F.
Totally had not forgotten what lesson he was supposed to be in and ended up taking up time rifling through his ridiculously packed school bag to find his timetable.
Totally hadn't RAN all the way here and was now sitting at one of the desks by the window, one of the ones that were tilted slightly.
What Tobias totally DID do was quickly get his school things out of his bag and write 'Tobias Tempus, Hufflepuff, Second Year' on the note card, and watch it stick to the desk. He also pulled his still-shoed-feet up so he was crosslegged on the chair kinda hiding them from view and protected them from any sudden de-shoe-ing.
And then he TOTALLY gave the new and unknown professor a MIGHTY SALUTE.
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Mo slid into the seat next to Cat, right behind West, giving Cat a broad grin and West a poke to the shoulder. Just letting you know I'm here, Slytherin bro-person. He had a feeling that feelings were very hard at the moment, but he wasn't going to let that be a reason he didn't acknowledge his best friend.
Alice got a nod too, as well as an apologetic nose wrinkle.
Also, cause it was super unsanitary, Mo was not taking off his shoes.
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Anya entered the classroom and greeted the Professor with a quick "Hello." She then took a seat and glanced up at the board. Ew. Really? Take off their shoes?
But... their uniforms... socks. FEET SMELL.
Gross.
But then again, she already knew the Professor was kind of gross and ew already. So, with a grimace, the lion complied with the shoe-off thing.
And then filled out her nametag.
Ah here we are the Upholstering expert. "Hello to you too Ms.Phillips, glad you could make it to class." he greeted the Lioness with a smile, and shrill voice.
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"AW MAN. I RAN OUT OF ROOM on my CARD, Prof Man!" Zahra waved her hand around. "This cards too small." Pfff. Whatever. Why did her year matter? AND OBVIOUSLY SHE WAS A GRYFFINDOR. OPEN YOUR EYES PROFESSOR.
Yeah so anyway.
She worked on taking them SHOES OFF. She took the FIRST and LAUNCHED it up and it fell with a clatter beside her.
Then the other followed. Then her knee socks. O F F.
Man she was ready for some HISSSSTORRRRRRRY NOW.
"WOO!"
Tiberius watched this all happen..."Woo!" The Professor repeated after the young, obviously Gryffindor Girl. "But let's not fling the next shoe. Windows are open and it would be a shame if the breeze picked it up and took it outdoors." He loomed over the girl and looked down at her note card. "Well then ZARH, I think I know just how to fix that." He shuffled his feet back to the desk and pulled out a hand full of said note cards. "Ms.Zarh, please do finish up with this else I will move along in class while you are busy with your name. I would hate to leave someone as enthusiastic as you behind in class."
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TOTALLY NOT A STRAGGLER.
Totally had not forgotten what lesson he was supposed to be in and ended up taking up time rifling through his ridiculously packed school bag to find his timetable.
Totally hadn't RAN all the way here and was now sitting at one of the desks by the window, one of the ones that were tilted slightly.
What Tobias totally DID do was quickly get his school things out of his bag and write 'Tobias Tempus, Hufflepuff, Second Year' on the note card, and watch it stick to the desk. He also pulled his still-shoed-feet up so he was crosslegged on the chair kinda hiding them from view and protected them from any sudden de-shoe-ing.
And then he TOTALLY gave the new and unknown professor a MIGHTY SALUTE.
It wasn't 'Sir' or 'Captain' but that Salute did grab his attention. The boy certainly wasn't Flamsteed, the gesture make him smile. He saluted him right back, felt good to give that to someone else for a change.
Tiberius moved back to the front of the class, swung the classroom door shut giving the smell of stinky feet the only option of exiting through the open windows. "Bout time we get a move on don't you think?" with a kick in his step he semi-skipped back to his desk swung his chair out from underneath and sat in it reversed facing the class. He flicked his wand up at the pull down screen that showed a picture on it. "Alright, I need to to know information on this man. Who is he, and what is he known for? I'd like to hear different responses from each of you, try not to repeat one another. If you're not sure, guess." He rocked back and forth on his chair and even looked up at the image of the man overhead him...nice mustache.
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Okay, so dude had a screechy voice. It was okay, as long as he didn't get too loud. Which, of course, he did. Oi. But he seemed excitable, like Professor Airey. Sky wasn't sure rather this was a good thing or a bad thing. Hopefully, though, he wouldn't jump on any desks like the Astronomy professor had a tendency to do.
And as for who the guy in the picture was, she was clueless. Like, she may have seen him in here textbook before, but his name wasn't coming to her. "A banker?" Because that seemed totally legit to her.
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Oh lookie! The book was making its way over to him! "Thank you so much, Professor!'' It would have been a shame if he had lost it. He quickly slipped it into his bag and looked up again just in time to see the girl throw her shoe in the air. Adi snickered. Won't it be just crazy of it had hit someone? Crazy & painful, so thankfully it did not.
Okaaaay! Class was starting! The Puff eyed the picture. He had absoloutely no clue who the man was. But he tried to guess. Poking his hand in the air, Adi invented, "He led a rebellion for Goblins?''
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That little Gryffindor was pretty wild, yeah? And was it wrong that the blonde had maybe sort of hoped her shoe would hit her in the head so that she'd learn you didn't toss your shoes around like that? O_O That was SO mean. What was happening to her?! Anyways, Ella just sort of watched the girl with a curious expression. Interesting kid, that was for sure.
And then they were starting. Right, time to focus.
That picture. That was Crouch senior, yeah? Ella recognized his photo from books but usually didn't spend too much time on those particular pages because the man's hair made her INCREDIBLY sad. Just look at it. No wonder she'd seen him pictured in hats too. EEP. Anyway, she did know some things about his. Other than his hair being unfortunate.
"That's Bartemius Crouch, Professor. The guy was known for being pretty harsh. He's not someone you'd want to cross, y'know?" But he was dead now so... R.I.P and ...yeah.
Well finally the class has started. Nigel laughed at this new professor saying Zahra's name wrong and why was Toby saluting. It was only a professor.
It only dawned on Nigel now how short the professor was. Like Tag short. Well back to the lesson. Picture games were always fun. Nigel knew that was Barty Crouch. Sr. But why say that.
"A man with an evil mustache."
See that was a different response.
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WELL! We'll have you know that picture could have been ANYONE in the entire world. SO MANY OLD MEN LOOKED ALIKE YOU KNOW??? If she squinted enough she'd dare say the man was her own grandfather! Alexa leaned all the waaaay forward in her seat, displaying her difficulty in ACTUALLY TELLING!
She glanced to Lottie for a moment to see if she'd give her some hint but then Ella spoke...and so far...it was the most legit thing she'd heard--althoooough, dude could'a been a banker...could'a been a bank robber too.
"If Ella's right then that man was epic. When you can walk around giving orders like "kill rather than capture" and "attack first, ask questions later" then NOT get your face blown off immediately, it implies something Professor...but of course this is all assuming Ella's right." Everyone could be wrong at some point. She just hoped Ella wasn't right now because if it WAS Crouch, who her father had told her about, then this would be an interesting lesson.
"If she's not right...you're guess is as good as mine and I don't think my grandmum will appreciate you showing up pictures of her husband without her permission." How did he even GET it?
Was this something to concern herself with?
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Well. Apart from the rather pungent smell of feet now having totally permeated the room, Adrienne was pretty satisfied with the lesson so far, as well as her wriggly toes. As for who the person was, she was about 76% sure, so not completely, but she supposed she may as well hazard a guess. "Barty Crouch," she said. She was more sure about that part than the next, but the name sounded right... "He was a Death Eater, no? He managed to get into the school disguised as... euh, somebody." Lame ending, but she wasn't sure at all who it was.
Adrienne looked at the picture again. That moustache made him look creepy, like the kind of person you'd find lurking in your backyard with a dead chicken and a thick American accent asking to use your lawn mower.
...Okay, so maybe that experience had been rather unique. But that didn't make the moustache any less creepy, nor did it change the fact that he could really use some hair-growing potion. Or, could have used, Adrienne supposed, since he was dead now. Probably?
Kace was liking this teacher already. He liked his suit and tie. Plus he liked the option of going shoeless. He let his piggy toes breathe and be happy. Aaahhh what a good day so far.
Then he heard he started the lesson and he saw the picture on the board. He gave it a quizzical look and wondered what he knew about him. He knew his name Barty Crouch Sr. He was rumored to be an evil man like his classmate's said. He also liked Nigel's answer an evil man with a mustache. He chuckled at that. Kace also knew one fact.
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Tiberius moved back to the front of the class, swung the classroom door shut giving the smell of stinky feet the only option of exiting through the open windows. "Bout time we get a move on don't you think?" with a kick in his step he semi-skipped back to his desk swung his chair out from underneath and sat in it reversed facing the class. He flicked his wand up at the pull down screen that showed a picture on it. "Alright, I need to to know information on this man. Who is he, and what is he known for? I'd like to hear different responses from each of you, try not to repeat one another. If you're not sure, guess." He rocked back and forth on his chair and even looked up at the image of the man overhead him...nice mustache.
She hadn't noticed the smell until people started pointing it out. She could have totally gotten through the class without noticing the slightest smell. And maybe there wasn't one but she now was smelling every single scent. Thank you.
Moving on! The snake tried to turn off her nose and focus on the man talking. Would it be too offensive if she covered her nose? Probably the ones sitting closest to her would be hugely offended. Or not? Was it worth the try. For now she breathed through her mouth and see if the man in the picture was enough to distract her. Good thing her visual memory was way better than....all other memory types. Especially when dates were mentioned.
Let's see, hmm.. Bad hair, big nose and ears. Shifty look. She was almost sure that it was not Lex's grandfather. She
Though Ella already said his name, she repeated it to add one tiny thing. "Bartemius Crouch Senior. Used to be head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement long time ago." And yes he had an evil son! Yeah, those stories excited her. Slytherin, ok?
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That Gryffindor Ball girl -- could this be a possible nickname for her? Did she even LIKE nicknames? -- was tossing her shoes. Alec chewed down on the inside of his cheek, trying his hardest not to laugh, which actually proved to be fairly difficult. He kept his grey-blue eyes on the Professor, though, as the man moved towards the front of the room. Okay. This meant that the class was starting, then, yeah? Awesome. No laughing at the flying shoes.
The picture... Alec tilted his head, squinting slightly at it. Who WAS that guy? And how did he manage to keep his hair all in one place? And how was it that Ells knew everything? EVERYTHING. And was he REALLY Candy Girl's grandpa? ... He doubted it but the Gryffindor's answer made him grin. And... most people seemed to be saying that it was the Crouch dude. He was going to agree along with that.
But.. something about the name Crouch brought about a memory. One that had been here, in this very classroom, but with Vinteren standing up there telling them about... deaths. And Crouch's name had been up there! YEAH! "Professor?" he started, raising his hand in the air, "He, erm, he died at Hogwarts. Somewhere on the grounds, actually." Shuffle. He hadn't turned things slightly morbid, had he?
Right, sorted. This dude was on the awesome list. Tobias grinned widely and shifted forwards slightly in his seat, subconsciously showing he was payig attention.
WAIT YES this dude yEP. Tobias read books and all, and this had been a kind of memorable bit of reading. HAND UP.
"Well if it IS Barty Crouch Sr.-" there hadn't been many pictures in the book "-he put his SON in Azkaban. I mean the son was like, proper horrible, but that must have been Not Very Fun, right?"
RIGHT?
Yeah.
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Zoning out now, okay? Cat could only handle so much down time before her mind started to wander off. She tilted back in her seat and tried to look out the window. It was pretty outside. Could they go for a walk? Feed the ducks? She got distracted from her distractions when someone claimed the seat beside her. The seat she'd been saving for her boyfriend.
Oh. Hi. Boyfriend. It was him. That was okay then. Cat grinned and wiggled her fingers at him. Lookit this, now they could sit beside each other all year!
Ahem. She glanced back to the front of the class when the Professor spoke. She did NOT want to get caught being distracted by the boy next to her or she might be moved and that would be just sad. Cat tilted her head and considered the man. The first thing she noticed was his mustache, as Nigel had also pointed out. His face didn't ring a bell until Ella spoke up with a name. Oooh. "He was a member of the Wizengamot at one point, I believe." Pretty sure, yes.
Who was the picture of the guy who didn't know how to shave?
"He looks like a really unpopular former Minister or something," Aidan answered. He had the...authority figure look, but he didn't look nice and therefore, probably wasn't liked. Aidan didn't like him. Already. And all he's seen is his picture.
Hopefully the guy wasn't someone currently in power or...invisible in the room....or something.
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Right. So they got seats for the entire year? Wouldn't that get dull after a while? Tora meandered about the room (stopping briefly to say "Afternoon, Professor") until she found a seat she liked quite a bit. It was one of those seats near the front, but not quite the front row, off to the right a bit by the door. She quickly found the name tag and scrawled,
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She then proceeded to not take off her gray high tops. She loved her shoes, which was why she wore them instead of going about barefoot. Not only had Gram taught her to wear shoes in public, but converse were notoriously difficult to get on or off, and she didn't want to take the time at the end of class to do so.
She was just about to plop down in her seat and start pulling out her things for class when she noticed the book the Professor was reading. It was a book on Animagus Transformations. Wow. She forgot completely about sitting and hurried eagerly to his desk. "Um, excuse me Professor? Are you an Animagus? Or are you trying to become one? I have an interest in being an Animagus... can I borrow that book when you've finished?" the questions spilled out, and she hoped to get answers. Already she was starting to work with Professor Bellaire about becoming an Animagus, but she knew she still had a lot of research to do still. It would probably be well into her senior years at Hogwarts if, when, she would finally be able to actually perform the transformation, but for now she could satisfy herself with just reading about it.
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Good time to get up and move about the classroom. Tiberius moved his feet off the desk and stood up. Walk around for a bit while the the students came in. His walk was brief as he stopped and looked down at this girl's note card. What a Hufflepuff. "I'd appreciate it if you actually wrote your House for me, Ms. Wisteria of Hogwarts." He crossed his arms, and tapped his bare foot on the floor, waiting for her to change to her house.
Yes, may we help you with something? LOL! No, we're not changing anything. Ms. Wisteria of Hogwarts, though, that sounded... well, she kind of liked it, so she was definitely NOT changing it. Thank you, Professor. Lottie looked up and saw him standing in front of her desk, as if expecting something. Wink.
Were her robes not an indication of where the Common Room she was allowed to get in was located? Awww, too bad. Smiles for you, Tiberius Dursley.
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Or recognize him from a very casual reading of deaths at Hogwarts from last term's lesson. Cool and short reading. Obviously. Obviously not. HAND UP. "That's Bartemius Crouch, Sr." Nod, nod. "He was also Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation once." Oh, he was. When he was alive and not-so-well, eons ago.
Alec mentioned the man's death. Why, thank you, we do not need Vinteren to remind us of this, after all.
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Minerva listened as the professor greeted everyone at the door. The man certainly seemed excited to start teaching so she hoped he would have an exciting lesson to go with it. As the last of the students walked in and she heard him start Min lifted her eyes to the front of the room. Seeing him show a picture she looked at it for a few moments. Where had she seen that face before.
Oh she thought about the library and the books she had checked out. Putting up her hand she waited her turn. "Like most everyone else said professor that is Mr. Crouch Sr. He was a Ministry worker that was for seeing the triwizard tournament, but had died here at Hogwarts before the tournament finished." Well at least she thought that's what she read in the book, but she read a lot of books she might be getting her information confused.
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Dude was cranky looking. Mo wasn't sure if it was his nose or his mustache or his crinkly forehead, but Mo could tell that Mr. Barty Crouch Sr was an unhappy fellow. It didn't make sense, based on what people had been saying. How could a guy with a good job who got to judge the Triwizard Tournament be so unhappy?
What else did he know about the guy? "I think he was considered a good candidate for Minister for Magic at the time, in spite of the scandal of having his son be a Death Eater, but then it all kind of fell apart on him. And then, y'know... he died." Did Crouch even WANT to be Minister, or was that part of the historical speculation?