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.