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This was an interesting way to start off the lesson. No really, it was. He'd just entered and there were already instructions up on the chalkboard. The boy wasn't exactly enthusiastic about this subject as he was about some of his other subjects -- like DEFENCE! -- but he was here out of mere curiosity. And BOY was he glad that he had made it here! Why? FREAKING. TOGAS! IT WAS TIME TO LOOK LIKE A ROMAN GOD, SNITCHES. So, after he had scribbled in the usual, boring nonsense of his name, year and house, Grayson grabbed the toga and proceeded to the back of the classroom. This was MUCH better than the boring robes they had to wear. After he had pulled on his toga and arranged it in a toga-like fashion, the boy smirked a little before stepping back out into the classroom again, in front of the dividers. Heeeeeeeello there. Wiggle wiggle. The fourth year headed back to his seat and sat down. Soooo now that he was looking dapper than ever, where was the Professor? He cast an eye around the class, even giving Ethan a smirk and a wave. Did he SEE how great they looked? Brilliant. If the class continued like this, he MIGHT end up liking this weird subject to do with numbers. And what was that smell? Quote:
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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. Quote:
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SPOILER!!: GIRLFRIEND 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. |
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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. |
Zander walked into Arithmancy with a slight scowl on his face. Ugh. Numbers. He was never good with them in primary school, so what made them think he'd do well in this class now. But he forced the corners of his mouth upwards because Professors got all weird about the bad attitude before lesson thing. So yes. He'd pretend to be in his happy place, even though Arthmancy freaking scared him. So uh.... Where's the Professor exactly? He looked around in search of her, but all he saw was a long set of instructions on the chalkboard... Joy. Parchment tent with name year and house? Easy enough. Taking out a quill and peice of parchment, Zander wrote as legibly as he could (for a thirteen year old boy anyways). Quote:
EW? What is that smell? WHY is that smell? And WHERE is the Professor? Did she have something to do with the smell? This was just getting weirder and weirder by the minute... What the Helga Hufflepuff is going on here? Zander was BEYOND confused, but he also wanted to get further away from the stench, so he eagerly that he was already starting to rip off his shirt before he even got to the dividers. Normally Zander would be all totally shy about changing in public. But he wanted to get back to the normal smell before he became fully intoxicated by it. So he changed as quickly as he could and made his way back to his seat. Uh oh. He definitely grabbed the wrong size. His toga was all long and dragged all over the floor as he made his way to his seat. Welp. Too late to fix it now. |
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, Quote:
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." SPOILER!!: Harry174 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. SPOILER!!: keepmeclose22 "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. |
As the Professor entered the room, Lux gave the woman a smile that almost instantly faltered. Was it just her, or could this woman give Professor Bellaire a run for her money? Of course she hadn't ordered them to stand until instructed to sit, but there was still an air of strictness about her. Figuring it was best to keep her mouth shut as much as possible and write notes, she quickly got out everything she needed from her bag. |
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 |
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. |
... ........ .............. 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. |
Professor Lolita Carmen Inocencia Domingo Blah Blah, could she have anymore names? Professor, would do. Yeah. As if he'd even remember her full name by the end of class. PFT, like that'd ever happen. All was good and dandy... until... Mr. Adair?! WAIT WHY WAS SHE GETTING MAD AT HIM? He had done nothing wrong. He adjusted the toga that was completely falling off his body, as he had grabbed a size large instead of a small like he should have, he looked up at Professor, Professor with a shocked face. "But-but I don't know what I did wrong, Professor?" Mistreating school property? He was merely just siting down. Yes, with a WAY too big toga, but not mistreating property. No way. He then noticed a kid beside him, (Austin), who was sitting with feet on the desk. HE WAS THE REAL CULPRIT, not Zander. Not Mr. Adair. He gave that kid, Austin, a slight glare as he turned his attention back to Professor, Professor. If anyone should get in trouble for mistreating school property it should be THAT guy. Arithmancy? So far. Not so good. |
D'you know what was the best? Watching the new Arithmancy Professor walk in the room and get extremely bossy with his peers. That woman was just so fit. And her being bossy? Ugh, it only helped the whole image she had going on. Which Ascanius was a huge fan of, yeah? He hung on every word she said with an unreadable expression. And he was ALMOST tempted to raise his hand and answer her question. But not even her and her marvelous.......ness could get him to do that. He liked to keep it nice and quiet in class. Though, if he were to have raised his hand he would have said arithmancy was a way of looking further at magical numerology and sometimes predicting the future with it. But he didn't say any of that. |
"Hello, Nigel." The Slytherin gave him a polite nod and said nothing else. Not that she was intimidated by him or anything - of course she wasn't - but the class was just about to start. Look at the odd teacher comin- oh, she looked very nice, actually. Fancy! Agatha approved. Then the woman introduced herself and Merlin, what a long name. Besides, did the woman know her last name actually meant 'Sunday' in Portuguese? Maybe she did... wasn't Spanish similar to Portuguese? The girl wondered what the word for 'Sunday' in Spanish was and almost missed the professor's little fit over Nigel's and whatever-his-name-was's name tags. The third year pulled out her quill and took notes of what Nigel was saying. She didn't write down what the other kid said, though, because he was a Gryffindor and that kind was generally silly. At least from what Agatha had noticed up until that day. Nigel, on the other hand, was a Ravenclaw and most probably knew what he was talking about. Maybe it hadn't been a terrible idea to sit next to him after all. |
Marigold couldn't tell whether to be in awe of this Domingo girl or extremely scared. For one thing she did call out people who didn't follow instructions and stuff rather strictly, but she also looked flawless in her toga. Hmph. Marigold glanced slightly at the hair and cheek dudes, then took notes. Basic stuff, yeah, but after last year, she might have to reteach herself everything. |
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 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. |
SPOILER!!: Simon and mentioning Grayson 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. SPOILER!!: Professor When the professor revealed herself, Ethan’s full attention was drawn to her. This is Arithmancy and not 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. |
SPOILER!!: fierceProfessor! 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. |
What was that language? Speeeaaaak English, Professor Domino. She got a recommendation from Professor Hadley? Really? Glancing at her toga again, Leah looked up as her bestie Angel was being scolded by that woman. She smiled sadly and gestured to the seat next to her silently. Mr. Hair? Mr. Cheeks? Nice names.. She picked up her quill and started to take notes as the two weird-name guys answered. Also scribbling down what Cris said. |
Lucy listened the answers of the others classmates.. She pulled out what she needed from her bag and she began to take notes.. |
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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. SPOILER!!: name 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. |
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