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Good memory indeed. Grayson's chest puffed out a little bit at that, but not for too long, since the lesson was getting well underway. The Slytherin reached over to his textbook and flipped it open to page four where, well, there were a list of meanings there already. Jeez, maybe he should have tried to read this thing before the last lesson. Then he wouldn't have looked like a freaking idiot. Compare the two meanings. Did that sound easy? LOL. No. Not even a tiny bit. He looked down at the textbook and then at the notes from his previous lesson and THEN at the fresh piece of parchment. Jeez, how was he going to organise this?! No no, not important. What was important was what he was going to write on there that didn't make him look dumb. Because he wasn't dumb. Nuh uh. Scribble scribble scribble........... Text Cut: Journal Done. He was DONE. And not sure whether this was right or not. |
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AND professor Domingo didn't even BOTHER to say anything nice to Agatha that time! How. Rude. Not that Agatha CARED anyway Once Nigel spoke to her, the third year slooowly turned to face him with narrow eyes. WHAT did he WANT?? If she had brought her textbook to class? "Of course I did." She snapped at him, pulling out her textbook and parchment with her notes. She opened it and flipped angrily through some pages. She hadn't paid attentionand didn't know what page they were supposed to look at, so she pushed it towards the Ravenclaw prefect and stared at him with a frown. |
Didn't notice the class had started when Dylan arrived, I apologize. :\ Three points from Hufflepuff? Dylan frowned, looking down at his desk when the professor said this, his cheeks slightly red. Merlin, he wished he hadn't dropped his stupid bag and spilled his things on the way here. He was so clumsy sometimes! Ah, well. No time for useless excuses. He'd just have to deal with it. After everyone answered her first question, she then began speaking and gave them their first task. This sounded...fun. Turning to the boy next to him, he smiled. "You wanna work together on this?" he asked as he got his notes out and another piece of parchment. He then dug through his bag for his textbook and pulled it out, setting it next to his notes. Opening his textbook to page four, he began reading it and then looking to his notes from time to time to compare them in his head first. |
Norah tried not to sigh too loudly as she opened her textbook to the indicated page. Since when do numbers have meanings anyway? She didn't even really get numbers when they were just being numbers. Turning her quill around in her fingers, she read each number's respective meaning and jotted it down next to her notes on the vibratory influences. She stared at her parchment but it was starting to give her a headache. Comparisons? Whaaat? She glared at the textbook which, no matter how much she willed it to, did not magically announce all the answers. She wouldn't need arithmancy in later life...right? |
Oh great. They were going to jump right into the whole interpretation nonsense right away. Sigh. Taking out his parchment, Caleb copied everything down from the board, leaving room for the textbook interpretations as well as his own interpretations based off the two. That was what they were supposed to do, right? Well, that was what he was going to do... SPOILER!!: Caleb's parchment |
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NoOoOoOoO. -.- Sophie hated doing work. She wanted to do a skit like the one in History of Magic or jump around and bump people like in Astronomy. This was work, and Sophie hated work. At least the professor was cool, though. She looked up and grinned at the sound of the compliment on her hair. "Thanks, Professor," she said, giving her hair an obligatory flip back. So...on to that assignment. Text Cut: Sophie's Parchment Well, that was the first four, at least. |
Thank Merlin, he assumed right. She did bring it to class. Not that he expected anything less from this overachieving Slytherin. He did not really know why she was so upset other than it had nothing to do with Nigel. That was certain. "Thank You, Agatha and carry on with the staring." He knew she was staring at his hair. It was too awesome not to stare out. If people say no, they are lying. Simple as that. He flipped to the fourth page in the textbook. At least he paid attention to that. Agatha seemed off in her mini fit right now. Which means it was up to him to do this activity thing. Just great, they will get everything wrong and she wont appreciate his horrible jokes. So here comparisons. Time to write those down before The Prefect magically forgets. SPOILER!!: Nigel's Awesome Comparisons Nigel is beginning to think this textbook and numbers were written by a woman. Every male number could be construed as negative and the opposite for female number. Bias, Nigel thinks so. |
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See? Even the Professor had to admit she was right in her response. Lex obviously knew it wasn't what the woman was looking for but it was nice to know she accepted it anyway. She'd try to keep it strictly academic next time, sure; no promises though. The Gryffindor was easily distracted and side-railed when it came to subjects such as this one. Through listening she picked up that they'd be comparing their notes to the notes actually in the textbook. They could have saved themselves a whole lot of trouble if they'd copied from the textbook in the first place but this wasn't her class to teach so Lex simply pulled out her notes and threw open her textbook. This shouldn't be too difficult. SPOILER!!: Parchment That was all she had though. Were they done? |
Agatha's face turned red and her frown got deeper when he said she could carry on with the staring. She wasn'-- HUFF. Did he REALLY think she was admiring him??? Well, she WASN'T. The stare turned to a glare that she sustained for quite a long time as he started working on his notes. Such an ANNOYING Ravenclaw, but at least he was doing their activity, so Agatha would remain quiet. When he finished writing, she pulled the parchment towards her so she could read. That sounded okay and it was a lot more than she could've come up with, so she would take it. She grabbed the quill he used and scribbled something at the end. Text Cut: Nigel's notes with Agatha's addition |
Benny was vaguely following what was being discussed, he only hoped it was enough to handle whatever was asked of him for the rest of the class. Either that or he was going to have to ask Angel for assistance. As it was, the mention of comparing stuff from last class with today was was worrying the third year as he had tuned out a bit in the previous lesson, his notes not entirely complete. However the professor was actually nice enough to provide stuff on the board that he could use. SPOILER!!: board Copying them down onto the parchment in front of him, the Gryffindor grabbed his textbook from his bag. At least that was some luck he had at the moment. Ben opened it up to the page mentioned...page four and looked over what was given that he had to compare. It took some time and thought as he read and studied both sources, jotting the comparisons down in his notes as well. SPOILER!!: Thoughts |
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So the professor...was suggesting...that she get up...and go work with the boy she currently had a crush on? ... COOL! She grinned at Domingo and promptly gathered her quill and parchment and stood from her seat. "Of course, Professor. I think that's a great idea," she said. She had to remember to thank the woman later on. Not really, but you know... It was the thought that counted. She walked a row of desks away and took an empty seat next to Grayson. "Hi," she said. "So the professor sent me to work with you." She adjusted her quill and parchment in front of her. "She said something about numbers working together more then I give them credit for. Apparently, you know what she's talking about." |
Agatha wasn't as irritated as before because now she had some work done in front of her. That didn't mean she was in a better mood, though. When professor Domingo came up to them, the girl stared at their parchment as the woman looked over what they had done then told them to explain a bit more about those two particular things. She didn't mean they had to speak in front of the class, right? Because Agatha had no idea what the right answer was, but she could right down if the woman wanted her opinion so badly. Without looking at Nigel, Agatha started writing things down herself next to the numbers 2 and 6. Text Cut: Parchment "Finished." There. Happy? Hmph. Agatha dropped Nigel's quill next to the parchment and crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back on her seat without looking at either professor Domingo or the boy. |
SPOILER!!: Dylan Ethan was too focused to get things done, because all he wants right now is his bed, his warm duvet, and a hot drink. Also, he'd rather be jogging around now, just to keep himself warm. The Slytherin need not to be told twice, and got his notes and book out of his satchel. This boy is always ready for class, mind you. It took the boy a moment to realize that somebody was asking him something. Ethan looked up and, "Oh hey, Dylan. Yeah, yeah. Sure." Ethan was sure that they've got the same previous notes, so it was pointless to check out his partner's parchment, no? Without wasting time, Ethan scribbled down his answers. He didn't want Professor Lola to pass by their desk with empty parchments no? Scribble, scribble. "Uhm...yeah, here's what I got. Not sure about some of the numbers though." the Slytherin pushed his parchment towards Dylan and waited for his input. "No idea yet for Nine...what do you think?" SPOILER!!: Ethan's notes |
Time had definitely been wasted, and it was down to the wire now. AJ didn't leave herself much time for error, and error was definitely bound to happen. She had managed to do okay the first lesson so maybe this really wouldn't be that bad. All they had to do was compare notes right? That should be easy enough. Well... easier than last time anyways. Putting quill to parchment, she gave it a go. SPOILER!!: Notes Whew. She was finally done. In no way way she sure that she was right, but she had done it. Not to mention too, that this was the most notes that she had even taken in her life. Hopefully this would pay off for her. |
SPOILER!!: Replies Lolita was sufficiently pleased with what most of them had that she didn't feel the need to extensively review. "So from now on, we will be using the textbook interpretations as our chosen list of meanings. As most of you noticed, the majority of the numbers had very similar vibratory influences to what is listed on page four. Even seeming contradictions can be reconciled if only given a bit of time to think outside of the box." Such as the number two, which was the most grievous offender according to the students. Now to move towards the real meat of the lesson. "As you will have seen by now, we have only discussed the meanings of the first few numbers, but there are infinitely many to choose from. The question therefore becomes how to reduce larger numbers down to be in terms of those we have already worked with." Namely the numbers one through nine. "I need a few volunteers to share with the class what is meant by the Reduction Method. Talk from your seat, come up to the board, or whatever else you need to explain yourself." She pointed her wand at the board and it erased itself; a piece of chalk also appeared in the tray. |
Jasmine had somehow managed to shut out the troubling thoughts that lived in her mind these days and focus on her Arithmancy task. That was until the Professor began to critique her work and made her "love" comments. Wow, talk about being snapped back to reality in a hurry. Jasmine was glad for the constructive criticism, but did it have to be number five? That just poked a hole in the wall she had erected to avoid dealing with her feelings. Now all she could think about was that she knew how it felt to be fully accepted by someone.......at least she did. Jasmine wanted to tell the Professor that love could be freeing or a weight on your heart that would never go away. Sigh. Lowering her eyes, she just stared blankly at her textbook. |
...well, at least he didn’t totally forget his brain in their dormitory. At least he remembered to do that step to interpret some of the numbers. Thank you, Professor Lola. It seems that even if he and Dylan were not able to interpret number Nine, they were good to go and proceed to the next part of the lesson. Reduction Method. Reducing…as in reduce it to a single digit, correct? Hand up. “Professor? The reduction method is a process to make a multiple digit number into a single one. You…do this by adding the components of the number, until its result is a single digit. So if you get a big number, let’s say 78, you add 7 and 8 to get 15, then add 1 and 5 to get 6.” Right? “...I think.” Merlin, he’s not meant to explain things such as that. Pssh. Why did he even volunteer? |
Well, AJ wasn't so sure about the question. She was thinking of adding and subtracting, but that seemed like a very muggle answer and wasn't sure if she would seem dumb for saying it. Not that she was above giving out answers that may appear dumb. Sometimes those answers were considered out of the box and those got you points. She heard Ethan giving an explanation and that sounded exactly like where her mind was going. Instead of saying the same exact thing, AJ jotted down notes. Notes that apparently came in handy for this class. |
His answers were insightful? Simon beamed. Oh, ho, ho. He was certainly feeling more proud and confident in his ability to do Arithmancy. See? It wasn't THAT bad. The boy just missed those delicious kebabs really badly. Maybe the Professor was going to make them some after class? Before he could think anything else about those kebabs, Domingo was asking another question. :blink: The reduction method? The name sounded very familiar. He was about to raise his hand; however, Ethan had beaten him too it. His mate had hit jackpot. Yes, go Sherlock! He nodded his head. He was about to call Ethan 'Sherlock' when he realized that he may confuse his Professor more by doing so. So he kept it simple. "I agree with Ethan. The Reduction method reduces a number to a single digit number. Or so that's what I remember too. Another example would be 102: 102 reduces to 10 and 2 which gives us 12. 12 reduces to 3." |
The corners of Norah's lips twitched upwards slightly at the professor's encouragement. It was worth a shot, and nothing bad would happen if she was wrong, right? Why did professors have to be right all the time? Squinting down at her parchment, she positioned her quill and began to scribble a few words of comparison under each pair of meanings. Not all of them made complete sense, but at least it was something. Grateful to escape from the activity, Norah just about threw her quill down when Professor Domingo began to speak once more. Her brain did that fuzzy, confused thing it tended to do in that class as a student launched into an explanation of reducing numbers. What even was that? She was supposed to be learning magic, not maths. With a not-so-quiet sigh, she picked up her quill once more and prepared to take notes on the reduction method. SIGH. |
Nigel was smirking, watching Agatha make corrections or whatever it is she was doing to his work. She was not even going to stare at him now. It was brilliant. He even got her to to blush or at least turn red. Which means she was totally admiring his hair. Not that he could blame her. Well, he would not be one of the volunteers for this. Now if she ask for people to come up in front of the room dressed in togas. Nigel would have been more than happy too. But Reduction Method. No, Thank You. |
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