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sweetpinkpixie · 07-01-2014, 11:18 PM

Despite today's lesson being held in the early afternoon, an unusual chill had taken over the Astronomy classroom. The professor had a few Heating Charms in place, but they did not seem to be making too much of a difference. The desks are arranged in their usual semi circle and as you approach your seat you notice that there is something strategically placed right in the middle of the desk.

Professor Flamsteed is standing at the front of the classroom leaning against his desk with his backside with his attention on the long red balloon in his hands. Twisting and untwisting it, he tried to remember the correct steps to making the balloon creation...but only succeeded in making that horribly squeaking noise cause by balloon rubber rubbing against itself.
SQUEAKY REEEEEEEEK SQUEAKY SQUEAKY REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK.

Did you remember to use the lint roller on the small table outside of the classroom? It was there next to the sign that reads, "Not to be used as a brush for your hair."

So come on in and have a seat. Class will begin shortly.

⌦Lesson Progression
▸ question 1 :: Pressure, temperature, volume, and density are the basic ingredients for what?
▸ question 2 :: What happens to air pressure when the temperature goes up?
▸ question 3 :: explain either Boyle's Law or Charles' Law
▸ question 4 :: what is significant about 10 km?
▸ question 5 :: what meteorological device of predicting the weather will we be utilizing today?
▸ activity 1 :: make your own weather balloon!
▸ activity 2 :: launch your weather balloon!
▸ THE NARRATOR
▸ Class dismissed!

OOC: Please be sure you are familiar with Professor Flamsteed's rules BEFORE you post in this lesson. We will know if you haven't read them! All SnitchSeeker site rules apply.

Deezerz · 07-02-2014, 03:34 AM

Beverly hurried and used the lint roller. There was no lint on her robes, but Airey liked it when people used it apparently - why would he have that there? - and so Beverly didn't complain. She also wasn't late to class, she just wanted to get the perfect seat. You know, the one where she'd get a better view...of the board. DUH!

Finding the seat she deemed as 'perfect' Beverly dropped her bag next to the chair, barely even noticing the bag of balloons on the desk. Her eyes were, of course, on Airey and the squeaky thing in his hands. What was he doing?

With a slight tilt of her head, Beverly shot him a greeting. "Good afternoon, Professor Airey." It was cold, but warmth crept up to her cheeks.

Oh, Merlin. This needed to stop.

lazykitty · 07-02-2014, 04:20 AM

As this oddly continuing winter (it's was March, it should be getting warmer!) progressed, Layla's wardrobe had taken a turn from 'skier chic' to 'just trying to stay warm' ridiculousness. Case in point was today's outfit, which consisted of an electric Snuggie thrown on over her uniform with a trench coat covering that. It may have looked stupid, but she was sure to be warmer than her classmates who, from what she could tell as she quickly ran the lint roller over her clothes, had stuck to just their uniforms. Oh well, their loss ~~of limbs to frostbite~~.

Stepping into the room, it was impossible to miss the horrible sound of squeaking balloons. Which was Professor Flamsteed trying to make a balloon animal, apparently. "Hello, professor."

And apparently they were going to be working with balloons this lesson, since as she took a seat, she noticed the package of balloons on the desk. As long as they could use a spell when blowing them up, all was good.

Stefan · 07-02-2014, 04:44 AM

Afternoon classes were the worst, why? Because he just had lunch...well, actually he's still full and wanted to just stay in bed and sleep. The cold weather isn't helping either! Merlin. Almost dragging himself to the Astronomy Tower, Ethan used the lint roller outside of the classroom and entered the room.

He doesn't feel that good, so instead, he just gave nods and waves to those he knew.

Oh and hey! There's Grayson! Haaaaai Grayson! But before he claimed the seat beside his fellow Slytherin, he turned his attention to the man up front. Oh waaaaaait. He just remembered something from Divination! But then, that should wait no? Because apparently this man doesn't mix well with the other subject being taught in another tower. So yes, greetings! "Good afternoon, professor." A salute, and off he went to sit beside Grayson.

And...what's that on the table? Balloons?

Hehehehe. Balloons filled with helium's fun. Hehehehehehe.

Awarlesta Black · 07-02-2014, 04:58 AM

By Merlin, it was freezing! Dec had skipped out on a few classes those past couple weeks for reasons.

Girlfriend reasons, he thought, rolling the familiar lint roller over his robes, but it felt as though instead of getting used to the cold, the cold just kept getting COLDER.

As the boy made his way towards one of the middle desks to take advantage of his classmates' body heat, his eyes caught the sight of the baggie of balloons on the prof's desk. Followed by the HORRID squeaking sound the professor was making with the balloon he was fiddling with. It was making Declan cringe painfully. Staaaaaaaahp.

Plop! He went into his seat, happy it wasn't leaning awkwardly this time, and covered his ears, waiting for Professor Flamsteed to finish his balloon...animal?...thing.

griffin · 07-02-2014, 05:50 AM

Penelope lint-rolled her clothes before entering the classroom. She was fairly sure that her robes were cleanish, but was unsurprised to find lint and hair coming off of her clothes when she used the lint roller.

It was still really cold. Wasn't it supposed to be getting a lot warmer?

Entering the room, lint free, she greeted the professor. "Good afternoon, professor." She took a seat in the middle of the room. It looked like they would be doing something with balloons today. The professor's balloon was really squeaky. No, no, no, no. Sounds like that were horrible. Why did she have to be here with squeaky balloons? Penelope did not like squeaky balloon sounds, and hated the sound of balloons popping even more.

DuckyLinJi · 07-02-2014, 07:46 AM

Feeling and looking a lot better than he first was, Kevin got out of the Common Room and made his way towars the Astronomy Tower for the next lesson. See? He didn't a Healer! He could take care of himself ~~with a little help from two Professor's but he wasn't going to mention that...~~

He completely ignored the lint roller outside of the room as he didn't think that his uniform was THAT horrible and Templeton his rat didn't leave THAT much hair on his shoulders. Anyways, he entered the classroom. It was cold but he didn't take this much as a surprise since the whole castle was freezing. He gave the Professor, who seemed to be busy with making a balloon animal, or at least tried to, a nod and nothing more.

He found a seat and looked at the bag of balloons with mild curiosity. The squeaking sound got on his nerves after a few moments and he groaned with annoyance. But for the rest he was silent, he was CALM!

SlytherinSistah · 07-02-2014, 09:57 AM

Just to be a complete and utter terd, Cutty had used the lint roller. And then, Cutty had used the lint roller on his armpits and left it there for whomever might enter the classroom after him.

The steam surrounded him as he exhaled and entered the classroom. It was downright frigid in the tower for the time of day. He trailed like a steam engine straight to a prime spot for observation. There he sat and absent-mindedly opened the packet of balloons as he watched the door for whomever was next. "Good afternoon, Professor Flamsteed." was all he said.

Saiai · 07-02-2014, 11:30 AM

Ana, as always, was quite excited for Astronomy. It also helped that the class was being held in the afternoon this time, meaning that she was actually completely awake for the lesson this time.

Walking up the stairs she was about to use the lint roller when she spotted Cutty using it on his armpits. Ugh. Her clothes were clean enough to do without. Instead she made sure to straighten herself up so she looked entirely presentable before bouncing through the door and into the classroom. "Afternoon Professor," she chirped, deciding to skip hugging the man this lesson. Last thing she needed was her head of house hunting her down for losing points again. Although Ana still stood by her opinion that Airey simply needed to get used to hugging, and become a huggable person.

Making her way to her seat Ana revelled in the chill that lingered in the air even with the heating charms. All this Winter was reminding her of home in a way, and it was her favourite season as well so unlike some other students she was quite happy with all the snow that had fallen recently. Sitting down she placed everything she'd need on her desk, dropping her bag to the floor underneath it, before turning her attention to the middle of her desk. A packet of balloons? Hopefully they weren't expected to blow them all up.

Weasley174 · 07-02-2014, 11:44 AM

Angel was so looking forwards to this lesson, she thought this Professor was cool and nice and she couldn't wait to see what she would be learning.

"Good Afternoon Professor Flamsteed!" Angel beamed as she looked around the room to see if her sister was there but she couldn't see her. "How are you today?" Angel asked before she went and sat down, that was when she noticed the balloons, she couldn't wait to see what they would be doing with them.

MudInMyBlood · 07-02-2014, 12:08 PM

The whole lint roller thing. Right. AJ quickly rolled herself down and entered the classroom. Her wild eyes looked around and noticed that she wasn't late this time. A look of relief spread across the lion's face. Spotting the professor wrestling with a balloon, she smiled. "Hello professor. I am a girl of my word." She was here on time, and she hadn't meowed once since their little agreement. Not that she had many opportunities to meow, but that wasn't the point.

AJ spotted Adi and gave him a wave. Maybe things were getting back to normal? Her face was looking back at her, and she smiled. Thankfully her sister was already here. AJ waltzed over to where Angel was sitting and took a seat. "Sis." Ohh... what were they going to be doing with balloons? If they got to make something, she would be making a sword.

Talikins · 07-02-2014, 01:19 PM

Astronomy class. Yeah why was she attending any classes again? Who knew? Oh right her mom had given her warnings. SHMEEE

The third year reluctantly entered after using the lint roller to clean her clothing fully. She honestly didn't get why this Professor was such a clean freak, like what would a bit of cat hair do to him? Unless..was he allergic?

"Hello, Professor." She quickly greeted and then headed off to an empty seat.

Balloons. Ohh...could she blow one up?

SarcasticStrawberry · 07-02-2014, 01:20 PM

Astronomy!!!!

Cinna was ready for the lesson. She liked professor Flamsteed. He was pretty cool. Before she walked into the classroom she grabbed the lint roller and used it like every other time.

Ballon animals? She heard sqeaky squeals of a ballon. Then she seen the professor twisting away at the long red ballon. "Hey, professor. How are you doing?" And what animal are you making out of that ballon.

She smiled and headed over to where her friends were sitting and joined them. "Hey guys!" She smiled at them. Hey there was a bag of balloons on her desk. This was going to be interesting.

She poked a hole in her bag of balloons and grabbed one out. She blew it up and let the air out making this noise. She giggled. Better to get that out now than in the middle of class.

TakemetotheBurrow · 07-02-2014, 02:23 PM

Maddie was sort of thankful for the lint roller because Zeus had made a habit of curling up on Maddie's lap lately for extra warmth and while the brunette wasn't a cuddler, she couldn't blame the little guy. The cold was the kind that went right to the bone and the first year shivered as she rid herself of the fur covering her and then placed the lint roller back on the table. She then slipped into the room, noting there were already a lot of people here. Was she late? ...OOPS. Only she didn't really care, not really.

The twelve year old headed over to an empty seat and got herself settled before brown eyes fell on the professor and her eyebrows raised. THAT was annoying, did he KNOW? Like nails on a chalk board, really. She didn't say anything other than, "Hello Professor," though.

the fastest seeker · 07-02-2014, 02:52 PM

She had figured out a way to conquer the cold. She was going to RUN to the classroom. It seemed like a really good idea up until she got to the door panting like she was raced by a beast. That's something she wasn't going to do again. And if anyone asks, she was worried she might be late. Mhhm. Luckily she didn't have to linger awkwardly by the door doing nothing. The snake took her time using the lint roller. Had to make sure it's done perfectly.

Once she gained her breath and could no longer ignore people who were behind her, Cassia finally entered.

Balloons!

It was the ten minutes were you collected information on what the lesson would be about before it started. Now she knew balloons were involved. Her discovery stopped here.

"Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted the Astronomy man with a smile. Hmmm a red balloon. And it seemed each desk had its own as well. Intriguing indeed.

Edward Penguin · 07-02-2014, 06:22 PM

Ian walked up to the astronomy classroom. He could tell by the chill in the air that it would be another lesson similar to divination with the cool air. He took his hands out of his robe pockets as he approached the door and used the lint roller to clean himself off before he entered the classroom. He smiled at probably his favorite professor and said, Good Afternoon, professor. I hope that you are doing well. He was a little confused why the professor was making those horrible noises with the balloon, but he shrugged and smiled some more.

After this, he looked around for his seat and headed there. He was delighted to see that there was a bag of balloons on his desk. Perhaps they would have the opportunity to play with helium today. That kind of got him excited. It was rather amusing to hear people speak in the high pitched voices after taking some of the helium in.

OwlEcho63 · 07-02-2014, 11:31 PM

As Hazel walked up to the astronomy classroom, she could feel it get colder. She shivered a bit, more for the effect than the chill, and picked up the lint roller. She wondered why the professor wanted them to have clean robes anyway. She usually had a habit of cleaning her robes, but she did admit, lint rollers were good.

She walked into the classroom and looked around. "Good afternoon, Professor!" she said cheerfully. She was confused to see balloons. She wondered how the professor would incorporate them into the lesson. She hoped they got to play balloon volleyball.

lemon · 07-02-2014, 11:45 PM

He knew there wasn't a speck of lint on his clothing, but Dima ALWAYS used the lint roller before entering a Professor Top Hat lesson. Although the note alongside of it always made him wonder. Someone hadn't really put it in their HAIR one time, had they?

Maybe the professor had. He looked confused sometimes.

Like... now. What was he doing with that balloon? Dima cringed as he sat beside to Maddie, resisting the urge to cover his ears. That'd be rude, right?

Anna Banana · 07-03-2014, 12:06 AM

Well, this class was always fun to come to. Sure, it was learning, but at least the professor seemed to have a good time. Sophie had already used the lint brush, so she walked through the doorway and into the room. Ohh--the professor was making balloon animals! COOL!

"Ohh, can I have a poodle?" she asked, beaming. Then the balloon pretty much died, causing Sophie to frown. "Ahh. Oh, well then. Hello, Professor." She grinned again then carried on to take her place with the rest of the class.

For some reason, she kept expecting the professor to turn a sudden cartwheel or something...

sweetpinkpixie · 07-03-2014, 01:22 AM

SQUEEEEEEEEEEAKY SQUEAK!

Airey continued to twist the balloon in various ways, only slightly making progress with his creation before it came undone and he was back to square one with a long red balloon showing some signs of wear. Alas.

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"Hello, Professor. Practicing for your summer job?"

Flammy The Clown.

“Good day, Mr. Barrington,” he saluted the prefect, glancing down at his balloon with a boyish grin. “Hardly. Afraid I do not have the hands for this sort of thing. Certainly not enough to make a living off of.” Knitting though, that he was much better at. Almost done with his Next Generation crew, actually.

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Wincing, she saw as he was playing with a long red balloon and wondered what that was all about. "Hello, Professor! How are you today?" Finding her seat, she eagerly waited for class to begin.

Were they aware that their names rhymed? Mr. Barrington and Miss Carrington? Were they also aware that when they entered the room one after the other like they had just done that it flipped his switch and made him laugh - seemingly for no reason?

Chuckling at a joke that only he knew the punchline to, he beamed at the Hufflepuff. “Good day to you, Miss Carrington.” HEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHE. “Doing alright, despite the cold.” He hadn’t fallen victim to illness yet, so that was something.

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Originally Posted by Daydreamer11

Jasmine saw Professor Flamsteed at the front of thr room and said, "Hello Professor". She chose a seat and plopped down on it while noticing a pack of balloons on the desk. When the Professor made that horrible balloon squeaking noise, Jasmine didn't flinch. She didn't have the energy to be bothered by it. She reeeeally hoped that class would start soon.

He could tell something was….disturbing Miss Guidry, and while the astronomer really did want to express his concern and see what was troubling her...he had also learned his lesson about asking students about their privates lives. In fact, he was now positive that thanks to the conversation he had had with one Michael Toussaint he would never again ask a student what was troubling them. Maybe he would just pass this of to LeoBALD.

“Hello, Miss Guidry,” he smiled at her gently.

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Thing 1 she wouldn't miss about Hogwarts: 'fessor F's girlfriend the lint roller.

Thing 1 she would miss: 'fessor F in general.

He got a tilt of the head and a look as she entered the classroom after using the gal pal Linty outside, and Elodie shook her head. "I didn't know you were employed as a clown outside of the castle, 'fessor." She grinned then, and moved towards a desk, noting the temperature of the classroom and the balloons on the desks.

Oh. Clown school. Really? Was this how they expected them to pass their exams?

“Well, you wouldn’t know I was, because I am not,” he winked in reply. Truth. Couldn’t know something if it wasn’t true to begin with.

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Mackenzie entered the astronomy classroom and immediately began to shiver, the blonde was extremely grateful that she had remembered her bad that carried her jacket, gloves and scarf. "Good afternoon Professor!" Mack grinned, he was seriously the greatest professor.

"Please tell me we all get red balloons!" the blonde began bouncing up and down pleaseeeee she really wanted to beg but refrained as she took a seat.

“Afternoon, Miss Jones. If you look at your desk, you will see that you have your own bag of them,” he explained. “I would prefer you not open them up just yet, however.”

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"Afternoon, Professor!" he said chirpily, seeming as though he was literally buzzing with energy. "Whatcha try'na make?"

If the squeaky noise bothered him at all, it would be difficult to tell from the enthusiastic look on his face as Toby leaned forwards slightly in his seat.

“Afternoon to you as well, Mr. Tempus,” he waved to the Hufflepuff. Was it just him, or had he not seen the boy pogo-ing around as much this term? Had that phase of adolescence already passed for the young man but not for himself? Or perhaps it was just the cold keeping such actions withheld. “I’m either making a dog…..or a turtle…”

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After making sure her uniform was all clean and neat, Agatha entered the Astronomy classroom just to see Airey playing around with a balloon. For some reason that reminded her of their time in Disney. "Hello, Airey. I mean, professor Flamsteed." Ahem. Family friend, okay? Did anyone know that? They should.

“Miss Hapgood,” he replied, eyebrow raised and amused smirk tugging at his lips.

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Folding his arms pretty close to him to protect himself from the cold, Adi trudged towards the man. "Hi, Professor. Hope you're having fun.'' He grinned before bustling off to find a seat. Oh looky. They got their own balloons.

“Hello, Mr. Rehman. I suppose fun would be a word used to describe this.”

Although he was leaning more towards frustration.

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Originally Posted by DinosaursOnASpaceship

The third year looked around the professor, then she heard a squeaking noise. Blink. Blink. Blink. Emmylou walked closer to the sound which was near the professors desk well in front of the professor. "Good Afternoon, Professor." the third year said cheerfully. Today was a great day though it was cold in her but that coldness wasn't going to ruin her happiness and her happiness for this next lesson was soaring up high towards the stars. She wondered what they were going to learn today. A balloon. A red balloon.

"What you trying to make?"

“Afternoon, Miss Duchannes. A….rabbit...definitely a rabbit.”

Lies.

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Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin

As he made his way to Astronomy, he noticed he wasn't the only one. He saw other student's and he saw Lux. He smiled when he saw the familiar puff. But his attention got distracted when he heard the SQUEEEAAKKKKING sound from Professor Airey. He turned around and saw he was trying to make a balloon animal with the red ballon. He asked him curiously, "Professor are we making balloon animals today?"

As he saw the professor was busy, he went to go find his seat. Once he found his he took a seat and began to do his famous doodles.

“Not exactly, Mr. Lecium,” he smirked at the Hufflepuff. They would be using balloons, however. Certainly weren’t just there for show or as a distraction. Even if the balloon in his hand was serving as an excellent distraction right now.

SQUEEEEAKY SQUEAK SQUEEEEEAKY!

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As she went to take her usual seat near Tobes, she raised a lazy hand in greeting to Flamsteed, "Good afternoon, professor." She sat by Tobes and went to offer him a smile, too, but he was engrossed in Flammy's antics. She couldn't blame him, really. Could the professor teach her to make her a dragon one?

Ah, there she was. The Peregrine Falcon of Ravenclaw when it came to Gobstones. Fast, accurate, fierce, still competition. And no, the astronomer had not suddenly taken an interest in creatures and knew those birds of prey because of said interest. The reference had come up in his research when talking about the speed of light compared to the speed of living creatures.

ANYWAY.

“Good to see you, Miss Brown,” he waved at the Ravenclaw as she took her seat.

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Jun was lint free. More like he better be.

He had gotten used to using the lint roller since his first class. The boy had been indoors a lot more lately so no doubt lint was all over. Setting the roller down and entering the class, Jun shivered from feeling how cold it was in here. Did Heating Charms not work anymore? He zipped up his hoodie more and pulled down his beanie. "Hello, professor. Will we be making balloon animals today?" He asked, sitting down in a seat and stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Can he make a giraffe one? Yes? YES?

He probably should stop playing with his balloon, yeah? Seemed to be giving students false hope about what would be covered this lesson. Oops.

“Not today, Mr. Kim.”

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"Hiya, Professor!" she said, grinning at him. He was trying to make a thing with the balloon - she was quite eager for him to succeed, not just because of the noise, but because she was sure his reaction would be awesome.

And there were balloons on her desk too! EXCITING!

“Hello, Miss McAlistor,” he greeted the fourth year is a loud voice, attempting to drown out the loud squeaking that was coming from his balloon.

So much for putting it down.

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Ahem, Zander walked into the classroom (part two) and did a quick scan for an empty desk. Ah, it wasn't even that full yet! Good! AH, WHAT WAS THAT DISASTROUS NOISE?! ..... A balloon? *head desk* Only Flamsteed. Anyways, Zander reluctantly walked up to the man in mention, "Hi, Professor, what are you trying to make?" But more importantly, WHY?

“Good day, Mr. Adair. A dragon. Definitely a dragon.”

More lies.

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Ahh.. Much better. "Hello Professor! How are you?" he asked with a wide grin and quickly held up the proper Vulcan greeting. He knew Airey would get it after their last conversation ~~freak out session about Star Trek~~. Mhmm.. Yeah.

….

What was the Professor making with the balloon? "Uh, sir, what are you making?" he asked before ~~heading to seek shelter~~ finding an open seat.

“Great to see you again, Mr. Simon,” he smirked at the Gryffindor. Poor kid had been on the wrong sort of receiving end of his last balloon animal attempt. Never fear, today the balloon was already blown up and tied off, so it wasn’t going to go shooting anywhere. Hopefully.

“A giraffe… I believe.”

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"Good Afternoon Professor, need any help with that?" Nevermind that she had NO IDEA what he was making. Helpful Lex was helpful.

“Afternoon, Miss Cambridge. No no, I think I’ve got a handle on it alright.” Sort of. He was getting this close to saying he had made a balloon snake. Still counted as a balloon animal.

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"Afternoon, Professor!" he said, giving the man a nod and a smile. Was it a smile of encouragement or curiosity? Nobody knew. Grayson then headed over towards an empty seat where oh look! They were going to be making their own balloon animals as well, from what he could tell. Fuuuuuuuuuun.

“Good day, Mr. Whitlock” he nodded towards the Slytherin.

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Oh no. They were inside, which meant it wasn't supposed to be cold. Her school uniform - freshly lint-rolled by the way - was comfortable but it wasn't meant to have to offer all the warmth she needed to survive winter. Ugh. Hayden took a seat in a desk in the middle of the room. The balloons did cheer her up a little, but not too much considering they could not offer any warmth. She had completely forgotten to great the professor because she had been too busy mentally complaining about the cold. Though now that she was seated, she did watch what he was doing silently. She wanted to know what he was making, and if they would have to be making things in this lesson.

He offered a small inclination of the head towards the young Hufflepuff as she scampered in and took a seat. Clearly she was too engrossed and excited by the balloons to think of anything else.

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"Hello, Professor!" Her favorite class of all classes and she was extremely obvious about it too. But that noise! Oh, that noise! She stared at the balloon in the Astronomy Professors hand and raised an eyebrow at him. She loved balloons but what is he making. "Would you like a helping hand...or two?"

“Hello, Miss Evans. No thank you. I can, er, handle this.” Snake. Yep. Red balloon snake.

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Bay arrived to his next lesson totally tired but as soon as he opened the doors a blast of cold air hit him… BRRRRRR….it instantly woke him up…. spotting the Professor he said hello to the man that was what…. playing with balloons?? oh okay??? "Hello Professor" he said as he made his way over to his friends and took a seat.

“Good to see you, Mr. Bay,” he grinned at the Gryffindor.

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"Professor? Are you going to keep that roller sign up after the end of this term?" It was possible Mo was going to live on forever, immortalized as 'the one who put the roller in his hair'.

Airey’s gaze shifted from the balloon, to the seventh year, and then to the door leading into the classroom and beyond where the lint roller sat on the small table just out of view. He was then briefly overcome by the solemn realization that it was once again drawing closer to the end of term which meant more goodbyes. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Branxton.

“I believe I will,” he chuckled. He was also reminded of something else. A pleasant something. “I am wondering, Mr. Branxton, if you may have some time tomorrow to come see me? I have something I wish to discuss with you.”

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He skipped the greeting as the Professor wasn't even watching and took a seat next to his girl. Hai! Did she see him? He was there. And cat hair free!

Peripheral vision. Airey Flamsteed had it. So he caught the young man’s movements, but that was it. Seemed the boy was in a hurry to sit down, so the astronomer would continue to be in a hurry making absolutely nothing impressive with his balloon.

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Caleb was really over this whole cold thing. Just to go to LESSONS, he had to wear his cardigan, a jumper, two layers of socks, and he was specifically styling his hair so that it lay flat over his ears, keeping them warm. And this was INSIDE no less. This was ridiculous.

He wandered over to his desk and eyed the balloons. Unless they were making hot air balloons that would in turn warm them up, he wasn't interested.

Small head nod towards Mr. Newell as he took his seat. Hello, Mr. Newell.

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Making her way to Astronomy, because that would prove to be the best thing to do this afternoon, she stopped when she heard that noise coming from... great, the direction she was headed to. Okay, well, there was no other choice but to keep going and... seriously, Professor? "Good afternoon, Professor." A small smile was given to him, and her eyes landed on the balloon.

Then she stopped again when she noticed her desk also had a bag of those.

Like... excuse me, what is this?

“Afternoon, Miss Wistera. Don’t have globophobia, do you?” he asked after noticing the way she was scrutinizing the bag of balloons on her desk.

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With a slight tilt of her head, Beverly shot him a greeting. "Good afternoon, Professor Airey." It was cold, but warmth crept up to her cheeks.

Oh, Merlin. This needed to stop.

“Good day, Miss Wayne,” he greeted the Slytherin, noticing the rosy color of her cheeks but obviously assuming it had to do with the manner of which she had run to the classroom. Excellent way to keep warm, you know? Running.

HEH.

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Originally Posted by lazykitty

Stepping into the room, it was impossible to miss the horrible sound of squeaking balloons. Which was Professor Flamsteed trying to make a balloon animal, apparently. "Hello, professor."

Wowzers. That was...a lot of clothing. Wowzers.

“Good day, Miss Channing-Sands,” he greeted, squinting a bit to make sure that really was the Slytherin under all those layers.

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Originally Posted by Mordred

Oh and hey! There's Grayson! Haaaaai Grayson! But before he claimed the seat beside his fellow Slytherin, he turned his attention to the man up front. Oh waaaaaait. He just remembered something from Divination! But then, that should wait no? Because apparently this man doesn't mix well with the other subject being taught in another tower. So yes, greetings! "Good afternoon, professor." A salute, and off he went to sit beside Grayson.

“Hello, Mr. Mordaunt.” Smile, salute, nod of the head.

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Plop! He went into his seat, happy it wasn't leaning awkwardly this time, and covered his ears, waiting for Professor Flamsteed to finish his balloon...animal?...thing.

“Terribly sorry, Mr. Hazelwood. Is the sound too much?” he asked as he wiggled the deformed balloon in the air. It had a twist in it now that was actually staying, so there was SOME progress. “Easily fixed. Not to worry.”

But of course, instead of doing the logical thing and casting a charm on the balloon to mute the sound, the astronomer straighten up and began belting out a song. Selected purely because of the literal red balloons mentioned in the song and for no other reason.

“You and I in a little toy shop...buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got...set them free at the break of dawn...'til one by one, they were gone…”

See? Couldn’t hear the squeaking noise now! PROBLEM SOLVED!

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Originally Posted by griffin

Entering the room, lint free, she greeted the professor. "Good afternoon, professor." She took a seat in the middle of the room. It looked like they would be doing something with balloons today. The professor's balloon was really squeaky. No, no, no, no. Sounds like that were horrible. Why did she have to be here with squeaky balloons? Penelope did not like squeaky balloon sounds, and hated the sound of balloons popping even more.

“...back at base, bugs in the software...flash the message,...hello Miss Wright! … "Something's out there"...floating in the summer sky…”

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

He gave the Professor, who seemed to be busy with making a balloon animal, or at least tried to, a nod and nothing more.

“99 red balloons go byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.”

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Just to be a complete and utter terd, Cutty had used the lint roller. And then, Cutty had used the lint roller on his armpits and left it there for whomever might enter the classroom after him.

The steam surrounded him as he exhaled and entered the classroom. It was downright frigid in the tower for the time of day. He trailed like a steam engine straight to a prime spot for observation. There he sat and absent-mindedly opened the packet of balloons as he watched the door for whomever was next. "Good afternoon, Professor Flamsteed." was all he said.

He had entered his air guitar solo when Mr. Mordaunt greeted him and, seeing as he was a little too busy getting wrapped up in the music playing in his mind, he simply grinned and headbanged his greeting to the Slytherin. HELLO! Mr. Mordaunt!

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Walking up the stairs she was about to use the lint roller when she spotted Cutty using it on his armpits. Ugh. Her clothes were clean enough to do without. Instead she made sure to straighten herself up so she looked entirely presentable before bouncing through the door and into the classroom. "Afternoon Professor," she chirped, deciding to skip hugging the man this lesson. Last thing she needed was her head of house hunting her down for losing points again. Although Ana still stood by her opinion that Airey simply needed to get used to hugging, and become a huggable person.

...99 red balloons floating in the summer sky…

Since he had stopped with the balloon folding for now, he also ceased his lively rendition of the muggle classic. Although he was still humming it rather loudly. “Hello, Miss Konstantinova.”

See? He could say her name properly. Kudo points to him. Or should he say...snaps to him.

Cue some serious internal grumbling.

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"Good Afternoon Professor Flamsteed!" Angel beamed as she looked around the room to see if her sister was there but she couldn't see her. "How are you today?" Angel asked before she went and sat down, that was when she noticed the balloons, she couldn't wait to see what they would be doing with them.

Ah, the tenacious Miss Valentine. “Good day, Miss Valentine. Been a pleasure watching you play gobstones this term,” he grinned. She had, of course, heard him cheering from the viewing area, yes?

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The whole lint roller thing. Right. AJ quickly rolled herself down and entered the classroom. Her wild eyes looked around and noticed that she wasn't late this time. A look of relief spread across the lion's face. Spotting the professor wrestling with a balloon, she smiled. "Hello professor. I am a girl of my word." She was here on time, and she hadn't meowed once since their little agreement. Not that she had many opportunities to meow, but that wasn't the point.

Airey scratched the side of his head and chuckled at the Gryffindor. “Stellar to hear that,” he mused.

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"Hello, Professor." She quickly greeted and then headed off to an empty seat.

Balloons. Ohh...could she blow one up?

“Good to see you, Miss Campbell,” he waved to the third year.

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Ballon animals? She heard sqeaky squeals of a ballon. Then she seen the professor twisting away at the long red ballon. "Hey, professor. How are you doing?" And what animal are you making out of that ballon.

….

She poked a hole in her bag of balloons and grabbed one out. She blew it up and let the air out making this noise. She giggled. Better to get that out now than in the middle of class.

“Hello hello, Miss Bayless,” he greeted, humming said greeting in tune with the song still playing in his head.

And he heard that, but seeing as he hadn’t actually said or written anywhere that they should not open their bag of balloons he really couldn’t say anything. Well, he COULD actually.

“Not yet, Miss Bayless,” he smirked while shaking his head.

And really, the flatulent noises were reserved for Ravenclaws. At least as far as his lessons had been concerned. Then again...they had been REAL flatulents the last time.

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The twelve year old headed over to an empty seat and got herself settled before brown eyes fell on the professor and her eyebrows raised. THAT was annoying, did he KNOW? Like nails on a chalk board, really. She didn't say anything other than, "Hello Professor," though.

“Good day, Miss Cooper,” he grinned towards the first year. Raised eyebrows? Should he continue singing? Pfft. What a silly question. Of course he should.

“Opens up one eager eye...focusing it on the sky.”

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"Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted the Astronomy man with a smile. Hmmm a red balloon. And it seemed each desk had its own as well. Intriguing indeed.

“Afternoon, Miss Somerlad,” he beamed at the Head Girl while doing a little bit of a shuffle to the right with his feet.

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He smiled at probably his favorite professor and said, Good Afternoon, professor. I hope that you are doing well. He was a little confused why the professor was making those horrible noises with the balloon, but he shrugged and smiled some more.

“As 99 red balloons go byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy”

Short pause.

“Oh, good day Mr. Tinker,” he greeted, waving his balloon in the boy’s direction.

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She walked into the classroom and looked around. "Good afternoon, Professor!" she said cheerfully. She was confused to see balloons. She wondered how the professor would incorporate them into the lesson. She hoped they got to play balloon volleyball.

Wiggle wiggle shuffle shuffle AIR GUITAR wiggle wiggle.

Ah yes, he was feeling so much warmer now. Really, everyone should just get up and dance.

“Hello, Miss Rawthorne,” he greeted the Hufflepuff as he shuffled on by.

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Originally Posted by lemon

He knew there wasn't a speck of lint on his clothing, but Dima ALWAYS used the lint roller before entering a Professor Top Hat lesson. Although the note alongside of it always made him wonder. Someone hadn't really put it in their HAIR one time, had they?

Maybe the professor had. He looked confused sometimes.

Like... now. What was he doing with that balloon? Dima cringed as he sat beside to Maddie, resisting the urge to cover his ears. That'd be rude, right?

Returning to his twisting and folding of the balloon in his hand, the astronomer ceased his singing for the time being and checked his sundial watch. Soon, ought to get things started here soon.

But first...he was going to flash Mr. Toussaint a big ol’ grin.

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"Ohh, can I have a poodle?" she asked, beaming. Then the balloon pretty much died, causing Sophie to frown. "Ahh. Oh, well then. Hello, Professor." She grinned again then carried on to take her place with the rest of the class.

For some reason, she kept expecting the professor to turn a sudden cartwheel or something...

“A poodle?” he repeated, glancing down at the balloon in his hand. “Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure.” He began twisting the balloon again and again and then…

*POP*

The red balloon was now in a few pieces on the floor and on top of the professor's head.

Well, if there was a sign that he should just get the lesson started then this was certainly one.

"Ahem, well, terribly sorry about that," he apologized to the class with a boyish grin while the tops of his ears turned a a slight shade of red. "Ahem, well then. Let's get things started. If you could all please leave your balloons for right now in the bag. We will be using them a little later."

Returning to the center of the room, Airey stood in front of his desk and banished the balloon remains with his wand - save for the bit that he was wearing like a hat because he did not know it was there.

"We will be building off what we have been discussing all term, about how the Earth's tilt and orbit around the sun causes the seasons," he continued, still wiggling around just a bit as the music kept playing in his head. "Obviously...it is more than a bit chilly outside and not much better in here, so I want everyone to stand up and get moving. Will not only help you keep warm but also get that blood pumping and help those minds think quicker and more efficiently." Or something like that. He really had an ulterior motive as to why he wanted them up and running around. "So everyone UP UP UUUUUUUP out of your seats and jog laps around the classroom with me."

Because he wasn't going to be like that stereotypical image of a muggle physical education instructor and just stand there watching.

He waited a moment for everyone to get up off their bums before joining them in a brisk jog.

"Now! While you are jogging, I want you all to think about on something as you are jogging. If you think you know the answer just go ahead and shout it out. Pressure, temperature, volume, and density are the basic ingredients for what?"

OOC: class has officially started! Please do not post your character arriving to the lesson unless you are willing to accept whatever IC consequences Professor Flamsteed find appropriate

Remember that the Astronomy classroom is circular, so your characters will be jogging around in a big ol' circle right now :3 you may continue to RP the jogging around the classroom if you wish, but please keep chit chatter to a minimum.

Also, I apologize for the delay in getting things officially started. Wold Cup happened.

Class will resume in approximately 24 hours from this post.

Anna Banana · 07-03-2014, 01:34 AM

Ohh, so she was really going to get that poodle?! "Cool!" she said, as she watched the professor twist the balloon this way and that. She was really starting to anticipate what her new poodle would look like, when...

BAM!

Sophie jumped back and stared wide-eyed at the balloon mess. Glancing back up at the professor, she said, "I think the poodle died..." Surely he could tell that. He was wearing pieces of it, after all.

Anyway...

Apparently, they were meant to start jogging. Between this and the yoga they sometimes did in Defense class, they should be in shape now, despite the Quidditch lull. Sophie stood up but didn't start moving right away. She didn't want to be the first to try it. There was a question, though, so...

"WEATHER!" she shouted. Well, he had said to shout. Hopefully she was right and hadn't just yelled out the wrong answer...

hermionesclone · 07-03-2014, 01:49 AM

There was singing.

Of course there was singing.

There was a popping too, which caused Grayson -- who was looking around the classroom -- to jump and turn his attention back to the front. JEEZ. If that sound didn't jolt people awake, he didn't know what would. Really. He was even sitting up a little straighter and his blue eyes were wide, thanks to it. Nope. No sleeping was going to happen here.

They were meant to get up and start jogging, too. WELL. Due to the cold weather, Grayson had been feeling quite lazy. Warm fires and hot chocolate sounded much better and exercising sounded like it required too much effort, given what the condition was like outside. Letting out a small groan, Grayson stood up and streeeeeeeetched. Stretch his arms and his legs and his whole body.

Andddddddd jogging. It was happening.

Did he think that the jogging part would be the hardest? Lol. LOOOOOL. What kind of hard question had Flamsteed just picked out from his brain? Boy was confused, and for good reason, too. He didn't know how they linked but he that didn't stop him from making a smart guess. Nuh uh. The hand went up in the air and he shouted, "IS IT SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE ATMOSPHERE?"

Cassirin · 07-03-2014, 01:52 AM

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Airey’s gaze shifted from the balloon, to the seventh year, and then to the door leading into the classroom and beyond where the lint roller sat on the small table just out of view. He was then briefly overcome by the solemn realization that it was once again drawing closer to the end of term which meant more goodbyes. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Branxton.

“I believe I will,” he chuckled. He was also reminded of something else. A pleasant something. “I am wondering, Mr. Branxton, if you may have some time tomorrow to come see me? I have something I wish to discuss with you.”

Mo nodded solemnly at the Professor's tone and words, although he couldn't help but grinning broadly at the knowledge that his lint roller infamy would live on forever. "Of course, Professor. I'll stop by right after class."

He settled back in his seat as the professor began class, but Mo was pleased as punch when they were asked to jump back out of their seats and start moving. Jogging, actually, which Mo full supported as a both an exercise AND a way to keep warm when winter had taken a turn for crazy.

But that question, though... that question had him totally stumped. Mo jogged silently for a few seconds before offering a very unlikely, "Thermodynamics?" Because sure... why not?

Lissy Longbottom · 07-03-2014, 01:54 AM

Caleb had to RUN now? Even though he wasn't looking forward to physical activity, Flamsteed had a good point - exercise made you WARMER. Plus if he got a workout, was he really supposed to be complaining?

He got up and started jogging, mulling over the answer to his question. What were those ingredients for? Hmmm...hmmm...

"Are those what make up storms?" he answered.

oh its Erik ok · 07-03-2014, 02:03 AM

Shame. Flammy Clown will only live on in Nigel's imagination. These type of starts is something Nigel hated. Getting comfortable sitting down and ready to stay comfortable. This is what Nigel had planned. But nope. He now had to get up and run around like some mindless first year.

Still

Nigel got up and ran around. He did really have to shout to be heard over the sound of people running. Well there is only one acceptable answer that was not completely right.

"Something Stellar"

That was all he had.

Shanners · 07-03-2014, 02:12 AM

Jogging? Heck no.

She was NOT jogging.

She would walk.

And so she did. She weaved between a couple of students to avoid being caught out not being at the same speed as the others and the look on her face said that she had no intention of matching them all. Stuff jogging where the sun didn't shine. And that was Hogwarts, by the way. It was cold. She wanted to be in her bed with extra blankets and not here looking at people jog in situations that they weren't in shorts for.

Shorts = legs = happy Elodie.

Jogging + cold + no SHORTS = not so happy Elodie.

And no. She had no answer. Not one. Weirdos.

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