Adelaide had been in total awe of the classroom and was just about to grab a brownie, when Professor PrettyFuller came in and said they probably weren't real. Well, then. That would have almost been a big mistake.

What was going on? Well, obviously everyone else was already answering the question...and already said what Adelaide was thinking. Best to wait for the next one. She leaned back making herself comfortable. Maybe they should make all the classrooms like this permanently...

I wouldn't eat those if I were you. They're not real.

Messer eyed the food. Not real? Its a good thing that he hadn't touched the food even it look delicious. Then he heard the Professor explained to them that they're not outside and the tree was not a tree. So was she meant that they're inside the classroom the whole time? Hmm....

And as for what was going on, some people already mentioned daydream charm and he's not going to repeat that so he just gonna sit this one out.

Cat was bouncing over to her. And that was a good way to describe it. Bouncing. Her gait was light and there was a spring to her step and she was HAPPY. Okay? Like normal. Which also made Schuyler happy. She didn't miss the way that Cat almost called him Professor Facial Hair. And honestly Schuyler was so accustomed to Cat calling him that that SHE was beginning to think of him that way. In that name. Instead of Fuller. Thanks, Cat. Though it kind of suited him better, didn't it? "He is pretty cool," she agreed, eyes flickering over the scene before them again. "And it doesn't hurt that he's nice to look at." Where was he anyway? Could he hear their conversation?

The dorms? Schuyler grinned. "That would be fun." She and Olly could like... make out on a CLOUD. Right?



Oh, here he was. Nimbly hopping down from that tree. Yes okay, she figured that this was some sort of dream or something because this was Charms and this was NOT what the Charms classroom typically looked like. It was a very nice change, though, and Schuyler was definitely on board if he wanted to keep it this way. Yep.

What was going on here? "You've stolen the Room of Requirement's claim to fame." Or something. She liked rhyming. "Also I'm kind of disappointed the teacups aren't made of wafers.." Aren't made of ANYTHING apparently. But she said that more to herself and Cat than Fuller.

Lux was so happy to be with her friends, that it took her a moment to realize that the Professor was climbing down a tree. Okay, this man was okay in her books, since she loved climbing trees herself.

She raised her hand at his question, glad that she had not bothered to eat any of the food that had been laid out. "Is this some sort of daydream charm?" She had no idea, but it was a guess.

... The food was FAKE?!

Alec BLINKED down at the plate of cookies he was holding onto. But... he was HUNGRY. And he was growing... maybe. Plus there was FOOD in front of him and now it turned out to be fake? ... His stomach... wasn't happy about this.

Setting the plate of cookies down on the grass, he looked behind him and at the maple tree. So this was fake too? What about the blanket he was sitting on? He shuffled closer towards the man who had, moments ago, appeared out of nowhere. Fuller hadn't made the brownies either.

A charm... the Head Boy looked up and around at the surrounding area. There was a charm that caused all of this to happen. Yeah. But which one? People had mentioned that Weasley product, yeah, which sounded right to him. But wasn't there something else? Something... something that he might have come across in his Charms book when he was trying to study. "Professor?" he started, looking back at the man and raising his hand in the air, "Erm... what about the atmospheric charm? I heard it modifies and creates certain weather conditions..."

... Weather. Oh. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything.

Just when it seemed she got some peace and quiet to finally enjoy the treats the Professor went and showed up. Aw nuts. One bite, that's all she wanted, especially after the girl stepped on half of them anyway. Wasted sugar was the sadest thing EVER--

Laid back, easy going Professor man say whaaaaaaaat?

Alexa looked down at the cookie in her hand then over to the Professor. That wasn't a tree, this wasn't outside and he had no idea what they were eating because he didn't make it......WHAAAAAT??? The Gryffindor was officially put off from her meal. Not even a meal anymore. Ugh. Lex dropped the cookie to the ground with a scowl then turned her attention to the man.

What was gonna one here? Well wasn't it obvious. "We're being played Professor." She said, not at all amused but disappointed as she drew closer to everyone else. "Tricked into thinking this might have been the best day of our lives only to have it crushed by the oppression of regular classes and nothing but a trick of the eyes that in fact have no sugar but a layer of disappointment baked carefully into every brownie." And a perfectly straight face.

Could they have real sugar, please?

So what exactly had Mo just ingested? It looked like a cupcake. He could have SWORN it tasted like a cupcake. Honestly, his stomach sort of went sick and achy just thinking about it, and Mo turned sad eyes on anyone around him who would give him sympathy. Cat? Ves? Alice? Someone? Poor Mo?

"I agree with West. Seems like a Daydream Charm, although an extended one that somehow allows all of us to participate in it." He put his hands on his stomach and grimaced. Maybe he just ate air? Hopefully?

He was in the tree! Gwen grinned. She loved climbing trees as well. Like the beech tree. She'd climbed that the other day. Not very far up, because Ian had showed up, but still, she would have. She stood up, careful of her aching hip and hobbled over to the professor where she carefully lowered herself onto the ground.

She glanced at her abandoned coffee where she had previously been sitting. It wasn't real? What? It smelled like coffee and tasted like coffee. What did he mean? Was it decaf? She raised her hand. "So you turned this room into sort of a delusion?" That wasn't the right word, but she couldn't find the right one, so that's what she was going for. Whatever the fake-coffee really was, she just hoped it didn't make her sick.

Caleb blinked. Wait what. These weren't brownies? WHAT WERE THEY THEN? He quickly dropped it and spat out the small bite he'd taken into the nearby grass. GROSS. For all they knew the professor had just let them eat transfigured hippogriff poop or something.

He raised his hand, even though he was NOT HAPPY about those fake brownies. "I think we're hallucinating or something. You charmed to room to look like...well I dunno. A simulation or something," he said.

And to play cruel evil tricks on them, obviously.

Too late, Blair had already taken a few bites of her cookie before the Professor's warning. Great, I better not end up in the hospital wing, that's all I need she thought. Hmm so none of this was real? I couldn't be in her imagination because surely in that case everyone would be imagining the room differently?

Raising her hand she asked, "Is it some sort of illusion charm, Professor?"
If her guess was right, hopefully whatever the effect the cookie had would wear off quickly.

Sarah soon realised that she was imagining it all. The power of imagination, feeling things that are an illsion, like the placebo effect.
"Professor, I think we are talking about illusions and that. Muggles have people who are called magicians or illusionist, who make the muggles believe that what they are preforming is treally magic. Like with funny incantation they are producing spell,s, but really they are playing a trick to the eye. So maybe we are giopng to be doing real illusions here."

Bay watched as the Professor came down from a tree?? really?? this class is going really weird??

"Hello Professor" he said while listening to the professor saying that they didn't bring brownies.. good thing for him he wasn't eating anything.

sooo what was happening with this class…Bay was really confused.

Tessa put her cookie down in disappointment. Now she really wanted cookies- but that would have to wait until after class was over. She looked up, taking a look at the Professor as he began to speak. She was sure he wasn't crazy- no crazier than they were. After all, everyone was seeing all of this...

"I'm guessing some sort of illusion," she reasoned, looking around. "A very powerful, life-like illusion," she added with a grin. If this is what they were learning, she was going to be thrilled.

Well played, Professor. Well played.

Did Sophie have any idea what was going on? "No," she offered, raising her hand. Well, she didn't. Then she realized her classmates were providing actual thoughts and guesses. Oh. So much for honestly.

"But I can make a wild guess," she said. "We're experiencing a similar charm to the magic of the Room of Requirement?" Maybe, but then...what would be the purpose of the Room of Requirement if you could just use its magic anywhere?

There the professor was, the man finally making an appearance within the classroo---well class space. Having already been heading towards the tree, Ben had been glad for decision when they had been told to gather around the space for the class to begin. Extra glad he had steered clear of the food that had been laid out unlike several of the other students. Who knew what might come of what was already done with something that hadn't even been there in the long run.

Sitting down with an inward groan upon the blanket, the second year took a good look around the fake area as Professor Fuller spoke, finally asking what they might think was going on. "An illusionary charm," he offered after raising his hand. "Or a nature creator. Something that makes you see quite a pleasant environment. " Even if it wasn't real.

Beverly quickly scudded away from the tree as the professor climbed down. Oh. Hi. There he was. Midway raising her hand to wave, she froze. The food wasn't real? She glanced down at the things she'd gotten. But...she was hungry and she needed some sugar to stay awake.

Oh, this was a sad day.

So he got no wave. Nope. That was a mean trick he pulled. Crossing her legs, she scooted back to her previous spot, stopping briefly when her back protested. Ouch. She must of have slept in the wrong position or something. This was NOT COOL.

Glancing around as the professor listed how many things weren't actually what they appeared to be, Bev hugged her bag.

"A daydream," she mumbled, raising her hand barely above her head. Sore arm. Great.

It felt just as one, a daydream...though hers most of the time took place in the mountains with a dragon present. A winged horse if she was in a good mood.

The Professor suddenly appeared, jumping down from his hidden perch in a tree. Revealing that nothing was as it seemed, Alex was a tad disappointed. She knew it was too good to be true. The beautiful, green, daisy filled, rolling hills classroom wasn't real. Bummer, she was really enjoying it. She was even more glad that she hadn't eaten her cookies yet.

As for what was going on. Alex suspected that it was a daydream charm or some kind of illusion created by the Professor. Since just about all of her classmates had already said as much, she decided to wait for the next question.

Had Ana just..? Terry's cheeks flushed pink a little as he realised what had happened. Well.. That was unexpected. But pleasant. Yeah.

He was about to turn and say something to her when the Professor dropped down from a tree. Interesting. Was he spying on all the students? Some sort of psychological observation. He'd have to talk to Ana later then, probably have to offer her a piggyback to the common room.

So what was the deal with notetaking in this lesson? They were in a strange situation with no desks and nowhere to write. Obviously a store it in your memory type lesson then. He would've answered the question but quite frankly he agreed with West and whoever else had said it. And there was definitely no need to repeat it again. So he stayed silent, watching and listening to the other suggestions.

His limited-limitless mind could not process the proper reaction to Tobias's expression, having abnormal psychology, and so Cutty remained with a sort of blank look which morphed slightly into an ever-so slightly offended one. Cutty abandoned the ungrateful Hufflepuff by the there-not-there sweets spread wordlessly and gathered around the large blanket under the shadey tree to be closer to hear Professor Fuller's lesson. He picked out a good spot, because if the former Slytho was about to teach them how to perform this mode of trickery, he had Cutty's full attention. He sat and unfastened the latch to his skewl bag to dig out some clean parchment and his ink 'n quill just in case Fuller dropped them into lecture or said anything interesting about the magic they were witnessing. Just knowing what it was would be interesting.

As other students chimed in their answers, Cutty began to consider how possible it was. His hand reached over the edge of the blanket where he was sitting and touched some of the grass. He then brought it up to his face to get a whiff of it. No scent. Whatever this was, the sweets weren't the only things not really present. Therefore nothing in the room was likely to have once been something else. Could it have been a dream charm of some kind? He was going to stick to his answer of it being in some kind of family of charms for illusions and trompe l'oeils.


WHAT DID SOPHIE NEWELL JUST SAY? O_O

Ian, disappointed pushed himself to a sitting position. He looked at the professor who had ruined his hoped for nap. What a silly charm...to get them to believe they weren't in a class room. He heard the question, but really didn't have an idea of what kind of magic produced such a wonderful scene.

Lucas was SERIOUSLY worried. WHAT had he just ingested HMM????? He eyed the cookies in front of him and then at Professor Fuller. ERM. ERM. Hmph.

Licking his fingers, he found the lack of taste extremely unsatisfying and hmph'ed again to himself. Even the tree climbing wasn't really surpassed by the annoyingness that was the lack of real food. His stomach could only grumble in agreement. Sigh.

"Are we daydreaming?" Cos he wanted to go back to that.

Wait WHAT?!?? Fake food, fake trees, all this weird fake stuff. Marigold was conFUSED. Was this the real life? Or was it just fantasy? She eyed the Professor suspiciously. Was HE fake TOO!?!? WERE THEY ALL FAKE??????????

She was probably overreacting. A point proven when she remembered seeing something in her Charms textbook. "Is this a daydream charm?"

Huxley was so nicely positioned against a grassy slope with the blankets making for an even cushier seat. Yeah she saw the food. No she didnt have any, she was watching her calorie intake.

But yes there goes Mr Professor Whats-his-face saying with glee how things people are seeing and eating werent real. Oh now he's got this bored girl's attention. She quite like this quick turn things-arent-what-they-seem trick.

So what is going on he asks? "You got really creative with paint that exudes a banned hallucinatory substance that makes anyone who inhales it think everything the see is real?" Pause at those who she can see chewing "And those cookies and brownies arent the sort that came from a kitchen oven are they?"Smirk.

Mitchell was disappointed. Those brownies were delicious. At least... he was pretty sure they were. And now he was being told he was in a daydream? Were Professors even allowed to do that sort of thing? Apparently.

He poked the grass next to him with a finger a few times.

What did dreams even feel like?

Well, damn. And Layla had really been enjoying being in the sun again too. Finding out that it was all an illusion? It didn't put her in the best of moods. Though she guessed she should have seen it coming.

Anyway, no need for to add to numerous responses of 'daydream charm'. Instead, she just listened. And smirked at one Ravenclaw's (Huxley) response. That would be a trick.