Arithmancy 1
 

As you walk into the classroom, you will see a chalkboard straight ahead with the following instructions.

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Originally Posted by Chalkboard 1. Make a parchment tent with your name, year, and house. Place this in front of your seat. 2. Grab a toga from the selection of sizes behind the chalkboard. Ladies, proceed to the bathroom to change. Gentlemen, proceed to the back of the classroom behind the dividers. 3. Once finished, take your seat and wait for the lesson to begin.

Sure enough, a large box of white clothes sits behind the instructions board. A large partition is set up in the back of the room to create a changing area for the young men. The deeper you go into the room, the more you notice a curious smell pervades the room. Is the professor... grilling something? If so, she is nowhere to be seen.

OOC: Feel free to RP yourselves changing in the bathroom here (girls) or the changing area in the back of the room (boys, no separate thread). Feel free to chat a bit before the lesson officially begins (approximately 12 hours).

Credit for much of the information in this lesson goes to "The Golden Ratio: The Story of Phi, the World's Most Astonishing Number" by Mario Livio.

Lolita Carmen Inocencia Domingo. Well, she’s got a reaaally long name, and a foreign sounding one too! Intrigued, and because it was basically time for Arithmancy class, Ethan made his way to the classroom, with his satchel hanging on his shoulders. Hmm. Looks like he’s the first one to arrive? Was he that early? Mordred’s early wake up calls during the summer did pay off, huh? Mhm.

Ethan quietly opened the door to the classroom and peaked inside. Yep. First one to be there. Up ahead though was a chalkboard with a set of instructions. Squinting, he made his up to the board and read the note carefully. But wait…Sniff, Sniff. What is that smell? The young Slytherin looked around, but the professor was nowhere to be seen. Shrugging, he turned back to the board and followed the instruction. Ethan opened his satchel and got a piece of parchement, folded it into two and wrote his Name, Year, and House.

After which, he chose a table somewhere in the middle and placed his parchment tent on it, and his satchel on his chair. Right. Toga. Behind the chalkboard, he got himself the right size, went to the back of the classroom and changed. See, the perks of being early. He got to choose the perfect piece. But there's that smell again. SNIFFFFF. Shrugging, Ethan flattened the crease on his toga, fixed his hair and went back to his seat and waited for the others to arrive. Simon? Cutty? Grayson? Merlin. Did they oversleep again???

Toga toga toga toga toga..........
 

So they were finally having an Arithmancy lesson. Layla was curious about how the subject was handled over here, since back home it had basically been like sitting through a typical muggle math class. And at first glance, it seemed like that was the way it was over here, too. Until she had actually taken a seat and began to read the board. And was someone grilling something? Indoors? In the dead of winter? Oooookayyyyy.

Trying to ignore the grill smell, as it was making her hungry, Layla started following the board's instructions, quickly but neatly jotting down her name, house and year and folding the paper into a perfect tent.

Once that was done, she went over to the box and began shifting through the togas. Which she was still wondering how fit into Arithmancy or even grilling, because she was pretty sure that grilling was mainly associated with the Americas and she knew togas were an Ancient Greek thing. Hmmmm. Anyway, Layla searched through the box until she found a toga that looked about the right size. Taking that toga, and making sure she hadn’t left any on the floor around the box, Layla hurried off to the bathroom to change.

*Ten minutes later*

Layla hurried back into the room now wearing the toga (which was a little too long, but it'd be okay) and stuffed her uniform into her book bag before taking her seat back at the seat that now bore her makeshift nametag. Now, what was this all about?

Adi was curious about this new Arithmancy Professor. He seriously hoped she wasn't anything like Professor French. That man made him dislike Arithmancy. He stepped into the classroom and the first thing that hits him is the smell. What was it?

He drew his attention to the black board. O_O Toga? Okaaaay then. The class hadn't even started and things were already weird. He found a seat then proceeded to make the parchment tent:

Done with that, Adi grabbed one of the togas that was his size and headed to the back of the classroom where he began changing behind one of the dividers.
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A couple of minutes later, the Hufflepuff stepped out wearing the toga. Wondering why on earth they had to wear this thing, he sat down at his seat.

Adi ^^
 

Grinning from ear to ear because he had the feeling that the Professor he had met and angered at the beehives was the Professor who teached Arithmancy, he was wondering how she would look when he had entered through the door. But he was dissapointed that he couldn't find her anywhere and instead saw a message on the blackboard.

Toga? What on earth was a toga? .....was it food? it sounded like food. But ...why would they have to dress up food? Yeah that was just weird. The Gryffindor grabbed what was a Toga out of the box and raised his eyebrow. WEEEIIIRD! He then followed the other group of males to the back of the room to change.

There was simply NO WAY that he was going to take off his uniform to wear the Toga...nu-uh. So the second year wrapped the toga (in the wrong way because how on earth did one wear this even?) over his uniform minus the robe which he held over his arm and walked back to the classroom.

Finding an empty seat next to Adi, he sat down without asking and groaned. "Seriously...whats up with these weird dresses?" he said while writing his name on a piece of parchment. Although....she SHOULD know him by now hehe.

It is a pretty big disappointment when you can't drop Arthimancy. But new Professor, name tags, and he would be taking his shirt off in class. Sounds like a winning recipe to Nigel. Did he have to do to the changing room? It is not like he is shy about taking his clothes off.

Oh Well, Nigel grabbed a toga and went to the back and changed into it. There.

Now onto name tag. Beautiful Name Tags

Lucy walked into the classroom for the Lesson of Arithmancy..
She saw a chalkboard straight ahead with some instructions..
Toga? This was very weird!Then Lucy made the parchment tent:
Lucy took a toga and went to the bathroom to change her uniform....
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When Lucy returned from the bathroom a few minutes later she thought:"But where is the Professor?"
That thing was curious..

Jasmine arrived at the Arithmancy classroom for her first class with Profesora Peru. She couldn't wait to see how this class was going to be because Professor Domingo had seemed to be "muy interesante" when Jasmine and her classmates encountered her on the school trip. If nothing else, it would be fun to see her interact with the Headmistress during the year.

Unfortunately, the Professor was nowhere to be seen. She had however left her instructions on the blackboard. Jasmine wrote her information on the parchment as instructed and folded it in half to make a name card.

OK, they would be wearing togas for this lesson. Hmmmmm. Jasmine could not imagine what could possibly be in store for them today. She went over to look at the togas and chose one hat appeared to be about her size. They were to change clothes in the bathroom so Jasmine headed in that direction to complete that task.

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Having changed, Jasmine returned to the classroom and looked for an empty seat. When she found one to her liking, she put her things down and took a seat. She allowed herself to relax a moment, while she waited for class to begin.

Walking into the arithmancy classroom, Penelope noticed the instructions on the chalkboard. The professor was nowhere to be seen. What was that smell? Penelope got out a piece of parchment and wrote:
They would be wearing togas? What would they do with togas? She grabbed one of the togas and went to the bathroom to change.

New Arithmancy Professor again. Wasn't Mr. French enough of a mistake? The Gryffindor had long since come to the understanding that the only person suitable to teach the mundane subject of numbers was now teaching them how to burn meals in Muggle Studies. Shame how that turned out. Now the Gryffindor didn't even know whether she wanted to continue this class or not. It didn't prove to be the only thing standing between her and unemployment and if she hadn't been learning anyway there was no point but eh, she wasn't one to skip a class so here she was...reading the board that spoke about name tags and togas.

Nope. Not gonna question it. Whoever this new Professor was, they just better not show up with a beard and a jolly old laugh like Saint Nick otherwise she'd be so out of here.

Lex grabbed a toga from the box and exited to the bathroom. She returned some time later she returned still not questioning anything but approaching this with an open mind. If she told herself she wouldn't learn anyway there wasn't a chance in hell she'd be paying attention so.....name tag.

Mention of Jasmine
 

Cris entered the Arithmancy classroom eager to greet the Arithmancy Professor but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead there was a whole bunch of instructions written on the board telling them what they were supposed to do while waiting for her.

TOGA! There were supposed to wear togas? Cris couldn't quite believe that. It was so totally....

Awesome!! But first things first, he pulled out a parchment of paper and folded it to make a tent and then wrote in his information with his quill.

Having completed the first step, he walked over to where Jasmine was already seated in all her toga splendor. "You look really nice, just like the Goddess Venus. I'll be right back " he whispered to her before heading to grab one of the togas from the box. Carrying that with him, he headed to the back of the classroom and got behind the dividers.

He proceeded to get out of his clothes before donning the toga. To his dismay, the toga was shorter than he had expected it to be. Tugging his toga down as low as it could go, he walked back to his desk.

"Could they make this thing any shorter? I don't think they factored in a person's height when they made this thing," Cris whispered to Jasmine as he began to blush. He slowly sat down and tried to tuck on the bottom of the toga he was wearing under his thighs.

BOOOOOOO!

Sophie had been SO EXCITED when she thought they may not have Arithmancy class again. But no. Here it was. She and numbers just didn't get along. She walked into class expecting to see this new Professor Domingo, but instead, she saw no adult in sight. ... WOOHOO!

She did see instructions, though. She took a seat and proceeded to make a tent out of a piece of parchment. On it, she wrote:

Sophie Newell
3rd Year
Slytherin

She placed that in front of her seat then went to collect a toga. She found her size then headed off for the bathroom.

As Kace made his way to Arithmancy, he noticed the board was already written on. He noticed he needed to change into a toga. He smirked and was happy to be wearing one! He got a toga from the many sizes presented, once he found the right one, he went into the back of the classroom and started to change with the rest of the dudes. Once he got his toga on he noticed he needed to make a name tag.

He got out his quill and wrote...
Once it seemed legit, he waited patiently and began wondering what they were doing with this lesson that required them to wear togas.

Adi was still trying to decide how he felt about wearing a toga in a lesson when he noted Kevin taking a seat next to him. "Hey, Kevin,'' the Hufflepuff said to the second year. "Dude, I have no idea.'' That's when he noticed the other boy hadn't changed out of his robes. Adi grinned. "I see you wrapped the toga over your uniform. It's not wrapped properly though.'' Pause while he glanced down at his own. "Or is it mine that's not wrapped properly?'' Er...Confused third year here.

He was idly looking at how others had wrapped their togas when Benny finally arrived. "Hi, Benny!'' Adi grinned as he watched his friend make the parchment tent. Benny didn't seem to like the idea of wearing togas as much as he did.

Simon rushed into the Arithmancy classroom. He was expecting the Professor to already be in there, but to his surprise, she was not. Hmm.... So he was early? Or maybe she was hiding somewhere? Who knew?

He assumed that he was sort of early as he hadn't overslept this time. Thank Merlin. Instead he'd been busy speaking to Fuller about charms and whatnot. To be honest, he wasn't sure whether or not he should've been thrilled. He had always liked mathematics and working with numbers; however, his last Professor at his previous school hadn't been the best of teachers which made him become less enthusiastic about the subject.

Something smelt... weird. He couldn't say what it was.. Instead, he read the board that had a set of instructions on them. After reading the board, he grabbed a toga that looked like it would fit him. In the back of the classroom with the rest of the boys, he slipped it on. He felt very silly wearing a toga. Very odd. He wondered why the Professor was making them wear them and how it related to their lesson today. Then he made his parchment tent with his name written on it.
Now he just had to find a place to sit. He glanced around the room and found Ethan sitting at a desk. Merlin! The boy was really on time for all of their classes together. "Hey!" he said as he took his seat and placed his parchment tent carefully on the desk. "So what's up with the ancient outfits?"

.....And what was that smell?

Emmylou walked into the Arithmancy class, she looked around the classroom and wondered where the professor was. The third year wanted to introduce herself to the professor. The Gryffindor looked up at the board. She she had to make a name tag, change into a toga O__O and then sit back down and wait for the class to begin. That was easier.

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Originally Posted by NAME TAG EMMYLOU DUCHANNES Third Year, Gryffindor.

The third year took the piece of paper and folded it it half and wrote down what was needed on it. Then she went over to find a toga, she found the smallest size and it looked like it was going to be to long and to big. #shortpeopleproblems. Emmylou ran off to the bathroom to go get it changed and then a few minutes later she came back with it on. As Emmylou made her way over to the seats she saw Kace. "Kace!" She smiled. She had her name tag in her hand and was about to look around for a seat when she tripped over the bottom of her toga, she put her hands out in front of her to make sure she didn't hit her face off the floor. "Ooof." She kind of stuck the landing.

The classroom seemed fine enough. But, when Tag got to inspecting the instructions on the board Tag simply squinted at it.

A Toga. TOGA? Oh goodness. Would the Professor turn out to be a whacko just like the last one Tag had heard of?

Ok. Tag went to go grab a toga, went to the back of the room and changed in the designated dividers section. After he felt like he was wearing his..... outfit.... correctly Tag went back to the classroom and found a seat.

Now, for the parchment tent. Time to think of a clever name.



Now Tag placed it on his seat. There. Now let the games begin.

Also, Nigel, salute to you for being clever and witty with your name.

Cris
 

Jasmine smiled when Cris came over and gave her a compliment she didn't expect. "Thank you so much, but I feel rather ridiculous", Jasmine said while looking down at her toga. She watched as he went off to change into his costume of the day.

When Cris came back, Jasmine resisted the urge to smile. He was clearly feeling uncomfortable in his outfit and she would not compound the problem by teasing him. Trying to appear unfazed by the fact that her boyfriend had just returned wearing a very short dress, Jasmine changed the subject. "So what do you think that the Professor has planned for us today?", she quietly asked.

Were they going to play Romans deities today or what?

With an unimpressed look on her face, Beverly reentered the classroom decked out in her own toga and her black Converse shoes. This was...not cool. She had a thing against any sort of dresses for reasons, but she doubted complaining would get her anywhere.

Scanning the room for an empty desk, she made her way next to the hair guy of Slytherin, Caleb. She wondered how long it took him to fix said hair. Did guys have patience for styling? Hmm?

Setting her bag down, she figured she'd greet him. Housemate and all. "Hi."

Perfect greeting, Wayne.

Go write your name. Go.

As Kace was looking around and seeing if he could spot his girlfriend, he noticed her and smiled. She looked soo little in her toga. He couldn't help but chuckle. He was about to go greet her when he noticed she was gonna trip. He ran to her and tried to stop her. He was a little too late but she did stick the landing. "Are you okay..?" he asked quietly trying not to make a scene. "I think that Toga might be a little too long for you.." he grinned and kissed her. "Come sit down.." he offered the seat next to him.

Angel walked into the class and looked around, she was still in her normal uniform whilst everyone else was in.... Angel had no idea what they were in, but were they slaves or something because that looked like something a slave would wear, she wasn't sure though.

Suddenly she noticed a box of white things, she picked one up and tried to figure out what it was, it wasn't a dress, nor was it a uniform that she had seen before.

Angel was totally and utterly confused about the whole thing and felt like asking the Professor about it but the Professor wasn't around, this was totally confusing her now.

Angel had a funny feeling that she might get in trouble for being in her school uniform when the rest were in well the alien costume, she had just figured out it's what an alien wore in disguise that was the only thing she could think it might be, because she had never seen anything like this before and she was totally and utterly freaked out about all of this at the minute.

The third year looked around to see if anyone had noticed what has just happened. She sighed in relief that only her boyfriend had seen her trip. She was alright. Emmylou gave Kace a thumbs up before getting up on her on her feet. "It was the smallest one that they had here." Emmylou frowned. Her day wasn't going that good today. "But nothings broken, I don't think anything is." She said kissing him back. The Gryffindor joined her boyfriend in the seat next to him and put her name tag on the desk.

Austin walked into the classroom, and put his bag on an empty desk. Where was the professor? He just shook his head. The professors were being so weird this year. First they decided to hold class IN THE COLD, and now they up and disappear. He read the board in the front. Togas? Now they had to get into togas?? What next?!

In an irritated fashion, Austin walked to the front of the class, and grabbed a random toga that looked to be the right size. He quickly scribbled his information on a piece of parchment,

and walked to the back of the room, pulling off his shirt in the process. He really didn't care about who saw. He was an irritated boy, and if the professor had an issue, she can come out of her hiding place and take points away. It was really going to take a lot to make Austin care today.

It took a little while to change, mainly because the toga was confusing. There was more fabric than his washing machine on laundry day, which was saying a lot. It was his dad's job to do the laundry, and instead of doing it on a weekly basis, he did it every two weeks or so. Austin took a deep breath, and finally got into his toga. He sat down, propping his bare feet on his desk. Bare feet were the best, and he intended to keep his shoes off. Until the professor said otherwise, of course. But the rest of the class didn't need to know that.

Dressed as immaculately as the Muggle Cleopatra no doubt was, Lolita Domingo entered into her first lesson, no doubt bringing with her a faint charred smell. "Buenos dias, class." Her earrings swung to and fro as she sauntered to the front of the room. She adjusted the shoulder of her own toga, which she looked stunning in, if she did say so herself. "I am Professor Lolita Carmen Inocencia Domingo, but you will refer to me as Professor Domingo or simply Professor." It was not a request. "I have been hired on midyear on the recommendation of Professor Hadley, as you may have heard. I understand your training in this subject has been severely lax over the past few years, and I intend to help those of you sitting examinations at the end of the year be able to give a good account of yourself."



Lolita scanned the room. "It appears the majority of you can read, very good. Except for you," she said, eyeing down the young lady. "The board clearly states to make a name tent and change into a toga. Any confusion could have been taken care of by the rest of your classmates who appear to have figured out my requests. I advise you to fix these errors immediately before I decide to deduct points." Which she deserved, by the way.


"And Mr Adair, I don't want to see you mistreating school property anymore in my classroom, understood?" she asked, glaring at his bare feet upon the desk.

And then there were the funny boys, those that chose to make a mockery of her classroom. She squinted to read the untidy scrawls: The Guy With The Hair and Sweetcheeks. "Mr Hair, Mr Cheeks!" she barked aggressively. "Tell me what you know about Arithmancy. Ahora!" PRON-to. And yes, the rest of them had better start writing this down.

OOC: Class has officially begun. Please do not announce your late arrival.

Ah Someone was going to sit next to him. The relative of Groundskeeper Kirby, if Nigel remembered that weird encounter. Looked like she was calculating something. Whatever. "Hi, I'm Nigel"

It was fun while it lasted. It was surprising to see the women who sassed Truebridge on the Peru Trip. Here teaching Arithmancy. Who would have seen those turn of events. She put him and Tag right on the spot. Must be because of the name tag because they were rocking the togas.

Roman Gods...Now that was a pretty vague question. There a lot that Hadley taught them about Arithmancy. The Golden Ratio and even stuff he knew like the magical properties of the number seven. He did pass the OWL for this class. So there is that.

"Arithmancy is predicting the future using numbers....with a tad bit of numerology in there as well"

They really did look like Roman Gods.

Mr. Hair and Mr. Cheeks. Tag was trying so hard to hold back a laugh because it was just that good. Mr. Cheeks sounded so sophisticated. While, Mr. Hair needed some work, clearly. Those who take good care of their hair was worthy of being nicknamed more than "Mr. Hair." Got your back, Nigel.

Professor's accent was a bit distracting though. Would she be distracted by Tag's irish accent too? Perhaps he could somewhat blow off his answer in hopes that she wouldn't know what Tag was pronouncing.

"You guess particular things about the future using special calculations of numbers. " Tag said. That was pretty much it. He could go into further detail not really but he didn't want the younger students minds being fried with Tag's excessive knowledge on this subject.

Bay was just so lost.. he hasn't been in this class before in Hogwarts but his mother taught him at home as much as she could anyways.. Adjusting his attire he listened to the other students give their answers.. he thought i was best for him just to take notes because he couldn't fully answer the question.

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MER-LIN, on second thought, bring on the early Christmas. She'd take French over this one any day. The man may have been a nutter but this lady, the one they'd seen on the trip...she was harsh, rude even. Was that how you fostered good rapport among students? There were younger kids in this class, how many of them did she think would be willing to ask questions now?

Lex watched first Nigel, then Tag give their definitions of Arithmancy but she didn't need either. She had a textbook (that she didn't actually HAVE with her, ever, because ew Arithmancy) and it had the definition. When she was ready to cram it, she'd let this lady know so for now, just expectant stares. That was it. This was going to be an interesting term.

Cris shrugged his shoulder when Jasmine asked him what he thought today's lesson would be about. "Something about numbers, I guess, " he whispered in reply before quickly switching his attention to the Professor as she appeared and began introducing herself.

So he had been right. He was bad in some things but not when it came to a name and a face. Their Arithmancy Professor was the same witch they had met on their first night arriving in Peru. She had mentioned then that she was a friend of Professor Hadley, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect to see her here at Hogwarts, teaching Arithmancy.

When she asked what everyone knew about the subject, Cris spent some time thinking before raising his hand.

"Professor, Arithmancy involves the study of numbers and it's magical properties and how it affects a person's life . The word is derived from the Greek word, Arithmos which means numbers and the word Manteia which means divination."

Finally, a professor that didn't take kindly to nonsense. Or not paying attention to instructions.

Something about the woman seemed familiar, but Layla couldn't real-oh. She was the one who'd they'd met on the Peru trip that had sassed Truebridge and knew Professor Hadley. Well, this class was going to be an interesting one. Starting with Professor Domingo calling out two boys and their pulling of the nickname card. Layla already had her note taking supplies out and was doing as she usually did when being silent in class: take notes. Pausing only when Cris dared to speak out-of-turn. Professor Domingo had asked for only the two nickname foolios to answer, right?

*scribble scribble*

*mental whistling*

She understood what that meant!

Beverly's attention was quickly drawn toward the new professor. Spanish was her third favorite language and that's just because she was being biased for reasons. Though, she had to admit Professor Sunday Domingo made her a little nervous. So much power in one lady.

What book did she learn that from and where could Beverly get one?

Her eyes slowly darted over to Mr Hair and Mr Cheeks, Beverly pretended to wait for an answer. Ahora!

Hehe.

Ethan scratched his side and adjusted the toga he was wearing. Why are they wearing this thing again? To get in the mood, is that it? The Slytherin got his quill, parchment and Arithmancy book out seeing that his buddies are still nowhere to be found. He however did a double take when he saw Simon wearing the outfit and plopped down beside him. “Look who’s rocking the toga.” Hehehehe. Percy Jackson, anyone? Ahem. Ethan shrugged however and opened his book. “Greeks and Romans got something to do with numbers, I guess.” That’s the only explanation he could come up with. Though the smell…hmm. Yep. ‘Tis bit weird. “I wonder where’s the new professor?” The Slytherin scanned the room and his eyes landed on Grayson who gave him his signature smirk. The third year waved back and gave him an a-okay sign as he pointed at his toga. Oh would you look at that? Part-Frenchie’s rockin’ the piece of cloth too!



When the professor revealed herself, Ethan’s full attention was drawn to her. This is Arithmancy and not DivinationGreek Mythology class, yeah? The Slytherin subtly nudged Simon and gestured him to look.

As in…look!

The boy did gape however when the beautiful professor started to talk. Welp. She’s definitely one of those professors you wouldn’t want to get cross with. And…ahora? What did that even mean? Where did this woman come from anyway? The Slytherin then looked at Nigel, then to another seventh year boy and listened to their answers. It’s a good thing they’re old enough to know what Arithmancy is. It would be such a shame if they didn’t know. However, Ethan cringed a little when Cris started to talk. Err, the professor didn’t ask him to answer for the two boys, yeah? Woops. But that didn't mean his answer's wrong or anything. It just might be note-worthy. Mhm.

Scribble. Scribble.

Noel had no idea WHAT Arithmancy was. Or what Toga bedsheets were for. BUT he had long since accepted Hogwarts was a weird place, with weird stuff going on. So he was just sitting there, with his head down - grumbling.

BUT then he heard a voice, and he looked up and there she was. The ARITHMANCY Professor! Noel found himself STARING. GAWKING.

She was like REALLY REALLY PRETTY. And scary. Yikes.

Fixing the toga (however that was possible!), and sitting up straight - the boy gave the new professor all of his attention. When she proceeded to scold a student and ask him what Arithmancy was. Noel was GLAD he did not resisted wearing the thing. Because he did not know what Arithmancy was. Not one bit. It was just so hard. And he didn't think he could have answered anyway, if Lolita Domingo was staring down his face.

Lucy listened the answers of the others classmates..
She pulled out what she needed from her bag and she began to take notes..

Angel looked at Professor McBossyPants, it wasn't her fault she had no idea what a Toga was, surely it was a country in Africa, and this thing in her hand was more like a cloth than anything else. She would speak to her head of house about this later incident later.

Angel walked out of the classroom to quickly get changed and came back in, in a few minutes after putting this thing out, she was totally not happy about this whole thing, the instructions were that easy to follow and this wasn't a toga, because that was a country in Africa.



Angel sat down at put the card next to her, she was mightily annoyed but she was still paying attention to the two student who had been told to tell them what Arithmancy was, she decided to take some note on the subject as well.

Of course she couldn't be one hundred percent sure yet, but AJ was pretty sure that she was not going to like this class. The whole having to wear a knock off dress thing was enough to turn off the first year. The professor snapped at two kids and demanded answers, and AJ was not liking her style at all.

Since her name was neither of the two names called, she remained silent. The lion scribbled down notes and tried her best to pay attention. She had no idea what this class was about anyways.

Toga? HAHAHAHAHA. FUNNY. ....Just like not on her. No. Well...okay..fine.

EH. The things she did to *TRY* be a good student. It wasn't like she was highly successful anyways. She barely paid any attention in class, that was when she actually attended, and she never really did much of the homework either.

Toga.....on...yes ON, Abbi sat down and watched the new teacher converse with another student. If they were meant to take notes about the matter..well she wasn't taking them. She'd already written her name and house down on that tag, that was enough for the day. She could always copy if she needed to anyways. Maybe steal it from Grayson. He had good looks and TOO much of an ego so clearly he needed to get bad school marks to make up for that. Sounded right.

Oh, there was the Professor. Quite a name she had there and Adi wasn't sure he'd remember it. Luckily, Professor Domingo would suffice. But she was quite right about one thing. Their (well especially in his case) knowledge about Arithmancy was indeed suffering. He was still skeptical about the subject because of French. Adi glanced at Angel. He expected Benny to come to the girl's rescue. Hehe.

Right. So the lesson was starting. The Hufflepff raised his hand. "Arithmancy is the study of numbers and can be used to predict the future or to tell a person about themselves.''

Okay, what? Mr. Hair and Mr. Cheeks? What a combination. This should be an interesting class...

Nevertheless, Sophie took out her quill and parchment and prepared to take notes. At least she spoke a small amount of Spanish. About half her mother's side of the family, the Montez's, were Spanish. Sophie knew the basic phrases and what they meant.

So if Nigel was MISTER Hair, this lady was MISS Hair. Only because she had amazing hair, though. She was the type of female other females either looked up to or were jealous of. Sophie hadn't decided which one she was yet.

She copied down a few notes even though she already knew the basics of Arithmancy.

Hadn't that been obvious? "Feet, desk, off," she said bluntly without even turning to address the boy. She was too eager to hear the answers of the next two young men.


Lolita got a slightly disgusted look on her face. Those two young men were in their last years at Hogwarts and THAT was all they could say about the subject? Things were far worse than she had feared. "Correct, though woefully incomplete, gentlemen."


And there were these two, who clearly could not listen. Both Hufflepuffs, Lolita noted. "Gentlemen, I do not remember asking you for your opinions or knowledge. I expect you to listen carefully from here on out." Again, they were getting off easy without losing points.

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She took out her wand and pointed it at the chalkboard, which immediately erased itself. "Arithmancy is indeed using numbers to garner truths about the future, as Mr Cheeks and Hair were kind enough to provide, but it is a science devoid of guessing, as Mr Cheeks would have you believe." Notes began to appear on the chalkboard as she talked. "More accurately, it is the study of numerical energies surrounding one's life. It began formally in ancient Greece with the students of Pythagoras, which I understand you have already learned about. The Pythagoreans, as they were called, were a mystical bunch and revered numbers above all else, though only whole numbers. In fact, the poor fellow that discovered irrational numbers such as square roots had a millstone tied to his neck and was thrown in the ocean," she added as an afterthought.

She continued on as though this action was a perfectly normal reaction to such a discovery. "Your attire today is in honor of the foundations of the branch of magic you will study with me this year." Was it entirely necessary academically? Not particularly. But Lolita looked gorgeously stunning in a toga, so in every other way it was high priority. "I believe that if we know the origins of something, we can better understand and appreciate how it applies to us currently."

So more about the Pythagoreans, then. "The Pythagoreans lived together in a religious commune of sorts. They had strict regulations about most parts of life. They were vegetarians, as they believed it cleansed the mind, going so far as to refuse wearing animal skins, lest the presence of animal fur cloud their judgement. Also, curiously, they refused to eat beans." She would leave the reason up to their imaginations. "In the spirit of their ideas, I have prepared for you today selections from their diet. Accio!"

The smell of charred food was suddenly explained when a long table full of grilled vegetables zoomed into the classroom. "Come take some kabobs if you wish and head back to your seat." How many little 'sword fights' were about to break out?

Whoa whoa whoa. Professor here had said something totally totally wrong.

First off, this was more important: Had Nigel been downgraded to just 'Hair'? What was wrong with that Professor. Nigel's hair care was better than a 'Hair and Mr. Hair' he needed something better than that.

That was most important, first off.

Hey, at least it was correct, right? Their answers. And what had Professor been expecting a textbook answer from them? Clearly they weren't the most studious types, couldn't she tell by their humor in names. They also didn't study twelve hours a week like some people. And clearly, none of the Hogwarts students had taken Arithmancy in a couple of years. Of course they were going to give a slightly general, basic view of it.

This Professor was strict and talked a lot. Tag was having a hard time focusing, until, of course, the food showed up. Then he was a bit more awake. He wasted no time in getting two kebobs from the table and returning to his seat.

Though he didn't eat it. She hadn't given them further instructions.

Arielle was reluctant to get up and get a kabob. They weren't exactly her food of choice, but she was here to learn, so she decided to try it. When she walked up to grab a kabob, the smell hit her hard and it wasn't entirely pleasant. But in the end, she picked up a stick, and walked back to her seat, quietly nibbling on the vegetables. They tasted weird, and looked weird, too. Vegetables had weird colors, and weird tastes. It was very different from what she ate at the school feasts. Within two minutes of receiving her kabob, Arielle stopped eating it, wondering when she could throw it away.

Errr... AJ didn't have any kind of understanding on the subject, and it didn't look like anything was going to start making sense anytime soon. Just when she started thinking that it was like muggle math, the professor presented grilled veggies and told them to make kabobs because that made sense.

The first year scribbled down notes, and hoped that they would make sense when she looked over them again at a later time. She picked herself up and looked at the veggies in disgust. No chocolate frogs? She made a kabob and went back to her seat. She had no desire to actually eat it. Where was Ethan? Was he up for a tiny sword fight like they had on the grounds?

Okay now were talking.. something he knew about food… and even though it was healthy food he noticed that there we no cucumbers so he was in the clear. Walking over with the rest of the class he grabbed a kabob and said "thank you Professor" then he made his way back to his desk.

ommmmm nommmmm nommmmmm these were really delicious.. anything barbecued was awesome in his books.. oh right he was in class.. time to pay more attention to what was going on and if anything else had happened or if he needed to do anything.

Why was he downgraded to just Hair now. That was insulting. He and Tag could spend the whole class thinking of better nicknames. That was better than hearing something about them not being Roman Gods and wearing togas because of Pythagoras. Him and his stupid theorem.

See, you did say they were correct. So Nigel will take it. He will just forget about the incomplete part because you did not specify your question. Plus having a more complete answer meant more study than Nigel would ever want to do and he had other things to do that were more important to him. Like taking care of his hair.

Free Food......don't mind if i do.

Eep totally misread that 1st question
 

Cris couldn't believe his ears. Wait was that the reason why the other students hadn't shared their answers. The professor had only posed the question to two students? That would explain the Professor's response to his answer. Cris made a mental note to himself to listen really carefully the next time the Professor spoke. He had gotten off lightly, especially for speaking out of turn the way he did. "I'm sorry, Professor," Cris apologized before immediately clamming up. O_o would the Professor think that he was speaking out of turn again? To draw attention away from him, he quickly ducked his head and began writing down what she had said into his journal.

...and now she was offering food?

Feeling totally chastised, Cris wasn't inclined to go up and pick up a kebab that the Professor was offering everyone. But then he also realized that if he didn't, that he might inadvertently offend her and that was the last thing he wanted to do. So he got up from his chair and waited his turn. When he reached the front of the line, he picked up the stick of grilled veggies.

"Thank you, Professor," he thanked her before heading back to his seat. Was he hungry? No? Was he supposed to eat the kebab yet? Cris looked around the classroom checking to see whether anyone had started nibbling on the veggies. Maybe a couple. So okay it was safe for him to do so.

Cris bit down on the veggies and quietly chewed them. He had to admit that they actually did taste good.

Adi was slightly taken aback. He hadn't realised she had asked "Mr. Hair" and "Mr Cheeks" the question. "Sorry, Professor,'' he mumbled. Ah well. He put that behind him and listened to her continue to speak while he made notes on the Pythagoreans. It was kind of curious how they ate vegetables except beans. Adi wondered why that was.

She had prepared food for them? Cool! Adi grabbed two kebobs before heading back to his seat.

Angel listened to the Professor and sighed, she totally hated wearing this stupid thing and thought the Professor was annoyed but well free food was always free food even if it did smell like it had been over cooked by at least an hour.

Angel went over and grabbed a kebob though she didn't eat it she just sat with it in her hand, she wanted a sword fight with someone where was her sister when you needed her, she would know exactly what she wanted you know with the magic of being identical. She wished Abby was around as well to play it would be fun.

Yikes! Professor Domingo Bellaire Jr. was rather harsh. Way to announce your presence with authority, calling out students during the first class. Just what they needed, another scary female at Hogwarts. Jasmine felt badly for Cris and gave him a sympathetic look.

Jasmine listened as the Professor explained Arithmancy and she tried to keep up with her while taking down notes. The Professor explained the significance of the togas and solved the mystery of the barbecue smell in the classroom. The table full of grilled vegetables appeared and the students were invited to take some. Jasmine went up and took a kabob before returning to her seat.

So Sophie GOT the whole 'knowing the origins' thing, but wouldn't it have been just as effective to hang a toga in the front of the room and just let them sightsee as the lesson went on? This toga didn't fit right and was not Sophie's style at all.

She tuned in to the lesson and made mental notes of the history behind Arithmancy. Whateverrr. This wasn't Sophie's favorite subject. Far from it, actually. There was FOOD, though. Cooool. Sophie could learn to like Arithmancy.

She came forward and collected some of the food. "Thanks, Professor," she said.

Kace heard the professor's explanation of Arthimancy. He nodded and copied down some notes. He even noticed the professor had a little attitude. She even gave nicknames to Tag and the Ravenclaw prefect with great hair. She seemed kind of mean and wasn't on Kace's like list soo far. But then she offered free food for the class. She was getting better. He got up from his seat and decided to take one. "Thanks Professor.." he smiled and took a bite and thought it wasn't soo bad.

He knew this wouldn't be his strongest subject but he would give it a try.

A slow and deviant little smile began to show on Cutty's face as he looked up from his notes in time to see the Professor's handling of the class and also her somewhat generously exposed decollette. Cleopatra, huh? He wondered if she'd've found fascination with aallll things Egyptian? She, at least, had an understanding of her subject that Cutty could imagine being quite useful. Her low-tolerance for nonsense too struck him as appealing. From Bellaire he'd learned that it indicated a lesson spent well-immersed.

Kebabs!!!


Could she be any more perfect?




"Awww! Thanks, Rehman. You didn't have to, though, mate." He said in a tone of casual enthusiasm as he took one of Adi's kebabs and began to munch on it. Cutty was evil and so he kind of figured that Adi wouldn't do anything having just been reprimanded for answering out of turn. Besides, what if Professor Domingo over there had exactly calculated just how many kebabs to bring for the class? Arithmancy Professors.

Austin did as the professor said, and took his feet off the desk. But he didn't put his shoes back on. He loved the freedom of both the lack of shoes and the toga. As the professor talked, he pulled out some parchment and a quill and ink pad from his bag. He would prefer to use a notebook and pen, for it just seemed a lot easier to organize, but he didn't have any extra notebooks on hand. He made a mental note to have his parents buy more. He jotted down a few notes here and there from what the professor said, and everything that was on the board.

Oooh kabobs!

This definitely lifted Austin's mood a bit. But only a bit. He went up to the front of the class, grabbed a couple of kabobs, and headed back to his seat. It was nice that this professor wasn't entirely insane. She at least offered them food. Food was always nice.

Thanks? Thanks for what? Adi hardly had time to think any more than that when a hand reached over and grabbed one of his kebabs. What the-? The hand belonged to no other than Cutty it turned out. Adi glared at the Slytherin.

"What's your problem?'' He hadn't expected that from the other boy. He always thought they were friends. Sort of. But that didn't keep the Hufflepuff from getting a bit angry. "Too lazy to go get your own?'' Ugh! Slytherins!

Beverly processed all of that came out of Professor Domingo's mouth. Well...she TRIED. Some of her sentences were understood as blah, blah, blah. Arithmancy, it just wasn't a Beverly Wayne thing, y'know? It was numbers and stuff and more numbers. BUT she'd do her best to grasp it. As a Wayne, she wasn't going to half-butt something. Even if it drove her mind to sleep. She'd survive and--

FOOD.

There was GLORIOUS food! Finishing the last bit of her notes, Beverly stood up and hurried to get the good kabobs. No meat? PFFFT. She was a carnivore, but it didn't matter. Food was food and it was all good. Taking two, the brunette went back to her seat with a PLEASED look on her face.

Whoever said food wasn't a girl's best friend was wrong.

Oh. Right. Manners. "Thank you, Professor Domingo." Beverly said this with utter politeness. What if her food got taken away for not saying the proper thing? Wait--Domingo was good, right? She didn't have to repeat all of the woman's names 'cause she didn't remember half of them. She wasn't giving her food back.

So there WAS a reason why they were dressed like this, one that though very dumb was legit. Studying a branch and its origins were being mimicked. 'Least it wasn't something like 'boys are smarter than girls so you all need beards to learn'. Even in the best of moods she'd have never been able to see the sense in that.

Lex leaned back in her seat and watched the Professor get at people for offering an answer. If you asked her, the lady should have been happy anyone bothered to answer. Now she knew she wasn't teaching sacks of flour. Technically she should be relieved, offering rewards even but seeing as they were Puffers Lex....didn't care. The lady could yell at them for rubbish all she wanted, so long as she didn't get at the lions for trying to be helpful. It was rare stuff you know.

Her eyes flickered to the table with the kabobs. Veggie kabobs though?

Eh. No thanks. Lex wasn't one for the greens. Fill it with meat and you could have been her best friend. The Gryffindor remained seated, watching the others get some. With some luck they'd run out, but that didn't happen, even after the last had taken, there was more so she hauled herseulf up out of the seat and took one then found her seat again and placed it disdainfully at the edge of her desk. Not food. Not for eating. Obviously something for a spell.

Apologies if anyone was missed
 

Ah, at least several of them were enthusiastic about the food. That should wake them up from their glazed looks and feverish writing. "De nada," she repeated as several students thanked her. "I am pleased with the number of you who seem to have remembered their manners. Good good." She would remember that before she got angry at their antics. Or at least she would try to.


But then there was this young lady, who OBVIOUSLY had excellent fashion tastes. "Miss... Hapgood," she began, scanning the room for the girl's name tent. "Gracias indeed! Take a point for Slytherin for such excellent manners and obvious style skills." That girl was going far, yes she was. Unlike...


This chico. "How..." She wasn't even sure what English word was needed here. "¿Chico encantador, no?" She grimaced. Restrain yourself, Lolita. Show restraint. She settled for an eye roll.


Now for a bit of housekeeping before they moved on. She took out her wand, pointed it at the no-respect-for-school-property boy, and watched as the fabric shrunk down to size. "Careful, chico." No, she didn't want ill-fitting clothing to cause any accidents in her classroom. Because accidents bring anger, lawsuits, and suspicion. Can't have any of that.

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Moving on, then. "Now that you're all fed, I'll continue. The Pythagoreans believed odd numbers were male and associated them with goodness and light; even numbers were therefore female and associated with darkness and evil." Clearly they had never met Lolita Domingo, the very picture of perfection! "But they also had special properties for each number." With another wave of her wand, the first few appeared on the board.

She gave them a moment to copy down the information before continuing. "Now comes the tricky part: putting them together. Using what you see on the board, I would like for you think of what their characteristics of 5 and 10 could have been. I will give you a hint: five is equal to 2 plus 3, and 10 is equal to 1 plus 2 plus 3 plus 4." She was truly curious to see what they might come up with, as there were several very viable possibilities.

"You may scribble down your thoughts in your notes or share your ideas with a partner; either is acceptable. I will wander the room for five minutes to hear your thoughts, then summarize them on the board." She paused for questions, but they could just ask her as she walked around. "Empiec... ay. Begin!" The Spanish was going to be hard to keep out of her instructions, she could see that right now.

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OOC: Feel free to ask Lolita a question or for help she probably won't bite. You will have at least 12 hours to complete this mini activity. If your character is shy, they don't have to pair off, no worries. It's fine if you aren't sure of the answer, just give it a shot!

Anyone? :D
 

Partners, anyone?
 

Caleb?
 

Anyone? ^_^
 

Anyone
 

Wait, what? Professor Domingo was explaining something new about the numbers he thought he was familiar with. So he copied down what she said word for word, while trying to understand at the same time what she was trying to say...which of course went wheee....over his head.

So he stared up at the board trying to figure out what the characteristics where for the numbers 5 and 10.

When he thought he had come up with a possible answer to Professor Domingo's question, Cris scribbled his answer into his journal.



Looking down at his answers, Cris suspected that he wasn't making any sense at all...which wasn't surprising since this variant of Arithmancy sounded totally greek...no pun intended....to him.

He looked around to see whether he could find anyone to compare answers with?

"Um....would anyone want to compare notes?" he asked around.

This had to be the best way to bribe students to pay attention and take notes. It was clearly working for Beverly as she didn't feel like dozing off and the words no longer came through as blah, blah, blah.

The Slytherin had to hold in a snort. Females were associated with darkness and evil? HA! They were just too powerful for men to handle. Beverly was going with that.

Finishing her food, she cast a quick Scourgify on her hands and area. It was time to get down and thinking, and she didn't want smudges of any kind on her parchment. So, they were to guess what 5 and 10 were. Okay...just...add things together and make sense of them. Yes. She had this!



There.

Beverly left her parchment uncovered for in case Professor Sunday Domingo wanted to look it over, but she wasn't sharing with anyone else. Nope.

Anyone?
 

That's what the togas were for. Cool, she liked ancient Greece. Penelope took notes on the properties of each number. She had no idea what arithmancy was, other than it involved numbers.
So the professor would be speaking Spanish a lot. It was good that Penelope knew some Spanish. All of the numbers had different properties? Numbers had characteristics that were combinations of the numbers addends? Penelope could see why it was important for this activity to know the addends of a number, but it didn't take a Ravenclaw to know that 2 plus 3 is 5.

Even numbers were female, odd numbers were male. Female numbers had bad characteristics, male numbers had good characteristics. What might 5 and 10 represent? Penelope thought about characteristics, addition, and the numbers, and wrote down some ideas.



Penelope was having problems with her toga. Maybe she hadn't put it on right, or maybe she didn't have the right size, because it did not look like it would stay on her. This was really embarrassing. She hoped the professor wouldn't yell at her. Holding the toga so it would not fall off, Penelope said quietly, "Professor? I think my toga is falling off."

Cutty smiled at the Hufflepuff boy. Who was now, possibly his favourite Hufflepuff since Toby did the thing that he did, which was actually nothing. But Cutty thought it was something so there you have it. Anyway, it was just a friendly bit of thievery. No need to get all upset, Adi-bro. Before Cutty could answer with a plain and shameless, 'Yes.', they were moving on.





Wizards=good. Witches=evil. This wasn't a hard concept for Cutty to digest, though he still made note of it on his parchment. Along with the following...

If maths were logical, Arithmancy dealing with numbers might also be considered logical. He wanted to test that. And he had supposed Professor Domingo had just given them all they needed. He was reluctant to ask for help at all preferring, as Adi Rehman just witnessed to simply take what he needed, or else go at things on his own. But the hat stump for Gryffindor was also very curious and found it very hard, if not impossible to resist said curiousity when it struck him.

It was striking him now. His hand went up. "Professor Domingo, are there other ways to define the feminine energy of numbers. Is it always negative like? Also, why isn't 10 thought of as the number combination of 5 and 5?"

Cris ^^
 

Anybody wanna help a super confused firstie?
 

Say what? The first year blinked a few times and tried to focus on what the professor was going on about, but it made absolutely no sense to her. If only their kabobs weren't veggies, then that would at least put her in a better mood, but veggies just didn't do anything for her.


The lion copied down the notes on the board, but she had NO idea about the other numbers and their meanings. She was still trying to work out why numbers had to be a certain gender. Was she missing something? Deciding that it was a 50/50 chance that she got the correct gender, AJ began to jot down notes.

Was she supposed to know anything else about this number? That was about as good as it was going to get with her.

Adi shot Cutty another look as Professor Domingo continued. At first he was confused but as he re-read what was on the board, it became a bit clearer. Deciding he would work solo, the Hufflepuff began scribbling:



Okay. He was done.

Wait, WHAT?!

Sophie would have TOTALLY complimented the woman's hair if that's all it took to get extra class points. She glared at the girl who'd beaten her to the punch. Well, it was a MENTAL glare. Sophie was totally thinking about that glare and how she wished she thought to give hair compliments first.

BOO, YOU SNAKE.

Okay, so they had an assignment to do. Sophie dipped her quill in ink then began writing.

Five is equal to 2 plus 3, and 10 is equal to 1 plus 2 plus 3 plus 4.

ONE: generator of all numbers, not actually considered a number; characterized reason
TWO: first female number; characterized opinion and division
THREE: first male number, combination via addition of 1 (unity) and 2 (division); characterized harmony
FOUR: second female number, represented space and matter; characterized by justice and order
FIVE: Five is a combination of two plus three, and since two is a female number and three is a male number, I think five could represent love. It sort of makes sense to me, since we weren't told that we could also combine 1 and 4 to equal 5. It's like we purposely added just the female plus male numbers. <333
TEN: Ten is a combination of ALL the numbers listed above. We were told it comes from adding combinations of 1, 2, 3, and 4, and since we also got to 5 by adding 2 and 3, I think ten means EVERYTHING. So it would equal reason (1), opinion/division (2), harmony (3), justice/order (4), and love (5).

Mmkay. Now that wasn't so hard. Sophie had never really been good at Arithmancy, but what she WAS good at was coming up with good guesses. That's what all this was, too--guesses.

Wait Agatha got points for complimenting Miss Fiesty's name. Nigel could have done that. It was pretty awesome hair. He was disappointed now. Though he probably would not have gotten points. But if you want a hair compliment. Who better than Mr. Hair.

Anyway, onto numbers and the meaning behind them.

His were completely wrong. But it was fun.

Austin copied what was on the board, to his parchment, and stared at it for a moment.

He wasn't too keen on having any partners, although if anyone talked to him, he wouldn't send them away, so he kept his thoughts to himself. Maybe it was both a female and male number? Well, if four was the second female number, than five had to have been the second male number. As for the second part, it was a number... that is characterized by opinion and division? That, combined with the male part, was the addition of the two numbers.

Now for number ten. The professor said it was all of the numbers added together. Well, if one is a number that really isn't considered a number, maybe ten was the opposite? Maybe ten was the result of all numbers, since one was the generator of all numbers.

Austin looked at his notes, and nodded. That seemed correct.

Everyone is in here somewhere
 

Lolita nodded to Agatha. "De nada, chica." It was WELL deserved in her eyes. She had been the ONLY one to compliment the fantastic outfit so far.


This young lady needed some refinement, that was certain. "Yes, that sounds excellent. I expect your findings on the matter on my desk by next week Thursday." Perhaps that would teach her some refinement, no?

The Latina began to stroll around the room. May as well start with the stylish girl (Agatha) first. "Good start, dear. What else?" After all, she had only had a few seconds before Lolita got there. Next was Mr Newell. After a short pause, she nodded approvingly. "Clever, noticing both were combinations of male and female. Keep going: what happens when the two genders are joined together as one?" He was soooo close.

Next up, the boy whose toga now fit him (Zander). Hmmmm, he could use some help. "Found a partner yet?" she asked him while searching around. "Perhaps Miss Carrington?" The girl appeared to have quite a bit written down, so perhaps they could collaborate.

And now she came upon Bean Girl. With a quick peek at the name tent, Lolita knew she would never forget the name Zahra Kettleburn. "Very creative, Miss Kettleburn. Yes, pair with Mr Newell, that out to help you both out." Maybe. After all... meat and ice cream? Not sure where that had come from besides an overactive imagination.

She continued her circuit around the classroom, coming next to Miss Wayne. "Bueno, can you think of what five could represent practically speaking, an event in our lives?" Both her and Caleb were very close. And nearby was Mr Strand, who was likewise on the right track. "Same comment: what event could five represent in our lives?"

SPOILER!!: Penelope

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Originally Posted by griffin (Post 11623474) That's what the togas were for. Cool, she liked ancient Greece. Penelope took notes on the properties of each number. She had no idea what arithmancy was, other than it involved numbers. So the professor would be speaking Spanish a lot. It was good that Penelope knew some Spanish. All of the numbers had different properties? Numbers had characteristics that were combinations of the numbers addends? Penelope could see why it was important for this activity to know the addends of a number, but it didn't take a Ravenclaw to know that 2 plus 3 is 5. Even numbers were female, odd numbers were male. Female numbers had bad characteristics, male numbers had good characteristics. What might 5 and 10 represent? Penelope thought about characteristics, addition, and the numbers, and wrote down some ideas. Text Cut: notes 5- Odd number, so it is male. Combination of 2 (opinion, division), and 3 (harmony). Opinion, division, harmony... the characteristics of 5 will be life or something like that. Could represent a lot of things, like pentagons and five-point stars. Could represent other things with five points like starfish (although Pythagoras probably didn't think of that),and human body (1 head, + 2 arms, + 2 legs, =5 points). 10- Even number, so it is female. Combination of a bunch of numbers, so it will probably represent almost everything. Harmony, justice, order, space, matter.... Maybe it represents the whole universe? Penelope was having problems with her toga. Maybe she hadn't put it on right, or maybe she didn't have the right size, because it did not look like it would stay on her. This was really embarrassing. She hoped the professor wouldn't yell at her. Holding the toga so it would not fall off, Penelope said quietly, "Professor? I think my toga is falling off."

"Bravo, Miss Wright. Your ideas for ten are spot on, and I like your creativity for five as well." And only a first year? She would have to watch this particular Ravenclaw as there was definitely some potential in her. But also some awkwardness, it seemed. Pulling out her wand, Lolita performed the same spell she had done just a few minutes before. Seeing a perfectly-fitting toga, she quietly said, "There, that should help."

SPOILER!!: Cutty

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah (Post 11623490) Wizards=good. Witches=evil. This wasn't a hard concept for Cutty to digest, though he still made note of it on his parchment. Along with the following... If maths were logical, Arithmancy dealing with numbers might also be considered logical. He wanted to test that. And he had supposed Professor Domingo had just given them all they needed. He was reluctant to ask for help at all preferring, as Adi Rehman just witnessed to simply take what he needed, or else go at things on his own. But the hat stump for Gryffindor was also very curious and found it very hard, if not impossible to resist said curiousity when it struck him. It was striking him now. His hand went up. "Professor Domingo, are there other ways to define the feminine energy of numbers. Is it always negative like? Also, why isn't 10 thought of as the number combination of 5 and 5?"

"Yes, Mr... Mordaunt, there are other ways. And we shall see what they are later on, so I will not give it away now. As for ten, it can be thought of as five and five, but I thought the combination I gave may be more helpful as a hint." She looked down at what he had so far. "Very clever to bring in the yin-yang concept." He was quite right, that was where it had originally come from.

Moving on, she came upon Miss Valentine. "A good start, dear. What else?" A first year probably shouldn't be expected to have much more yet, but it could not hurt to keep thinking. Which was exactly what Miss Abbott needed to do as well, but it appeared she was going to pair with Mr Strand.

There were so many students! She just kept circling the room. "Good start, Mr Rehman. What practical event could five symbolize?" As for Mr Moore, the first year was struggling a bit, though at least he had some initial ideas. "Perhaps Mr Rehman could help you out."

Moving to Miss Newell.. was she related to the other Newell in the class? It seemed likely. She scanned the notes. "Perfecto, chica! Excellent work." She couldn't think of a single criticism, which was saying something for Lolita. "Perhaps Mr Hair could benefit from your insight. His appears to be lacking." But at least his number were written in Spanish. That had to count for something.

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OOC: A few more hours before we'll move on. Keep those ideas coming!

The vegetable that is now in his stomach should help him clear his mind, yes? Ethan just deadpanned as he looked at the writings on the board.

…what?

The Slytherin copied the entire thing on his parchment, and after doing so, read it over and over and over again. Nope. Not getting it? Shrugging, he copied the same thing on another parchment and made his own deduction. Mordred always told him to go for the obvious ones first, before delving into another layer of the problem. Hmmm. That could work. Ethan crossed out the unnecessary words in the problem, and this somehow helped him decode it.


He knew the Greeks loved Philosophical things, and hopefully his notes made sense. MERLIN. He needs more veggie kebabs. Just saying.

O_______O What? Jasmine had a blank look on her face that matched what was going on in her brain. She had no idea what the answer was, but she supposed she had to give it her best try. Looking over her notes, Jasmine tried to make sense of them and formulate an answer that made some sort of sense. After thinking about it until her brain was numb, she came up with an answer that she hoped wasn't entirely crazy.

He blinked. Wow. This Professor was fiery. She was pretty cool though. He continued to copy notes in his book, listening to the rest of his classmates answer or ask questions. Arithmancy wasn't his best subject. It took him a while to understand it. It was as if she was teaching the whole lesson in Spanish. O.o



Simon picked up his quill and continued working. He tried to reason through what five and ten could've meant based on the meanings of one through four. This was hard.



He glanced at his notebook again. Yeah, he didn't feel too happy about not being comfortable with the answers on his notebook. He bit his lip. Well, he'd find out sooner or later if there was some sense to his guesses.

Her toga was fixed. Penelope hoped that nothing awkward like that would happen to her in class again. It was really embarrassing that her first impression on the new professor had been one of awkward togas. Her work had been great, but the toga made her seem awkward. At least nothing really bad had happened. The toga fit properly now, so there was no point in worrying about it more. "Thank you professor. Muchas gracias," Penelope whispered.

Penelope listened to what the professor had to say about everyone's answers. Her answer for ten had been spot on. Proud of herself for figuring out 10, she listened to what the professor said about 5. Love... event in your life... She took notes on some other answers. Opinion and division, harmony, love, event, male and female numbers... What was a big event in your life about love? Event about love, harmony... Penelope was on the right track now. It wouldn't be too hard to figure out what it was.
Marriage. It had to be marriage. What other events about love and harmony were there? "I think five is marriage."

Er...

Yeah.....

She had no idea what they were on about or where they were going with this but it didn't seem to have anything to do with kabobs so she was free to forget about hers while she scribbled down the notes placed on the board. These were probably in the text too but she didn't know what to do with them and didn't reckon the Professor would appreciate walking by and seeing a completely empty parchment.

5 and 10? Honestly? No idea as she would probably be able to tell by the time she hit Lex's desk. Sure she could have scribbled stuff down anyway to make herself look productive but then the lady might think she was mocking her or trying to be funny like Tag and Nigel earlier. It wouldn't have been the end of the world but it would have been inconvenient, terribly so.

Lex put the quill to the edge of her desk opposite her kabob and waited for the proper explanations to be given. Until then, she was lost.