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Astronomy Lesson 3 :: Field Trip to the National Space Centre
The Astronomy classroom looks a bit more vacant than usual as all the chairs are stacked neatly on each desk with their legs sticking upwards. The windows are closed to keep the chilly winds out and the professor's desk at the front of the room has an array ofstrangethings placed upon it. There is also a backpack sitting on the desk next to a stack of museum pamphlets. A box of brown envelopes with each student's name written upon them in Professor Flamsteed's slightly illegible handwriting is not too far away. The chalkboard behind the desk simply reads:
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Take a pamphlet and envelope each.
Please give your permission slip to the professor.
Portkey in half an hour.
Professor Flamsteed, back in a suit, is standing beside the chalkboard with a nervous smile upon his face as he hums to himself while waiting for students to file in.
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" and has the signature of a former student in the bottom right corner.
So come on in and get ready to boldly go where no has gone before!
⌦Lesson Progression
▸ question 1 :: what a the wizarding equivalent of this piece of muggle money?
▸ action 1 :: GRAB YOUR PORTKEY OF CHOICE!
▸ action 2 :: PORTKEEEEEEEY ACTIVATE!
▸ class dismissed
OOC: There is no permission slip format or actual form graphic provided, so no need to worry that you have missed something just be sure to include handing it over in your RP post! A reminder that you do NOT need to have done lesson 2's homework to participate (Due November 2nd *cough* hint *cough*).
Also, please keep in mind that while this is the last OOC lesson of the term I will host, it is NOT the last lesson IC as it is only March IC when this lesson takes place
Kace was quite excited to go on this field trip. He was dressed in his muggle clothes. He got his permission slip signed by his mother and she told him to have fun. Kace loved the idea of space and learning about the stars. As he approached somewhat early for the class he saw other students were in here too. He wasn't the only one who wanted to arrive early. He looked around for his friends and he saw some and he smiled to them and waved. He looked to the front of the room and saw the professor. "Good morning Professor Airey, nice idea to have a field trip today."
He examined the objects on the table and took a pamphlet. He thought the objects were sort of weird. He waited to hear the next set of directions. He wondered where Emmy and Cinna were? As he was looking around he sat down and waited for everyone else to get here.
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Grayson was WELL excited for this. Had double and triple checked his permission slip as well because he didn't want to reach this point only to be told to boot it and that he couldn't come along on the trip. Not when he'd voluntarily woken up at the crack of dawn just to get here on time. THAT was what you called dedication.
De-linted his muggle clothes and a wide smile spread across his face, the fifth year headed into the Astronomy classroom and STRAIGHT towards he professor. No weird Captain's clothing? So he was back to normal, then? GOOD. Though, Grayson had thoroughly enjoyed watching him tell people to walk the plank for doing silly things. It had been a MUCH better waste of time than actually paying attention to what he had been saying.
"Good morning! Here," he said, holding out the form, "My permission form." Which was all signed and ready to go. And he was just gonna take one of these pamphlets and envelopes, mkay?
Field trip day, and Cinna was very excited. One she got to wear muggle clothes and two they got to get out if the castle and go on a real muggle like field trip. She made her way over to the astronomy tower from the great hall she wanted to make sure she had a good breakfast before they took off on the field trip. Rule one of field tripping was ever leave hungry.
She met the normal lint roller at the the door and used it before walking into the classroom. The chairs up well they obviously was going to have class today or be here long at all. She walked up the front of the room "Good morning, Professor Flamsteed! Excited about the field trip." She smiled and handed over the permission slip her dad had signed.
Turning to the people that were already there she walked over to Lux and Kace. Beaming as she approached them. She waved the Eden and Grayson as well. And Marigold got a wave and a small smile. Were they as excited as she was?
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Would there be another food fight? As AJ made her way to the classroom, she could only think back fondly of the last lesson. Sure, it had been insane, but she had gotten away with hitting Ian in the face with a whole ham. How wicked was that?
Used to the lint roller by now, AJ rolled herself down and entered into the classroom. Field trips happened all the time at her old muggle school, but she had yet to go on one since she started at Hogwarts. The second year was excited.
"Hello, professor." Her permission slip was signed and ready to go. AJ handed it over to her head of house. She then picked up a pamphlet and an envelope. What the heck was a portkey?
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Kyroh was EXCITED for the field trip okay? He was even wearing a bowtie to show how excited he was. As long as it wasn't a TRICK and the Professor was really going to bring them onto a ship to make them all walk the plank.
He couldn't do that....right?
Permission slip in hand the second year walked up to the man and thrust it in his face, smile. "My papa sighed the paper. And my mum had a letter saying stuff to make sure that you actually watched over me, but I sorta forgot that on purpose." He didn't want to be watched ALL the time, and Flamsteed wouldn't have to do it if he didn't real his mums words right?
Anywaays.
Walking over to the table he grabbed a chalet and took a while to find his name. THERE. HIS! Grabbing it he made his way over to Maddie. "You can sit on the floor!" It wasn't dirty or anything. He'd clean it for her if it was.
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The first time Layla had attended Astronomy she had thoroughly enjoyed it. Since then it had gone slightly downhill when the Professor went bat crazy and now here she was walking to the lesson with little expectations.
But it would be a little different and a part of her underneath that frown etched across her lips was sort of excited for it.
The blonde had turned back to her usual grumpy self, she appeared a little cold on the exterior although the things that were running around in her head was the cause. She wasn’t divulging them with anyone, they were remaining up there tight and secret. She was straight faced as she followed the usual procedure and headed towards the classroom. She had her signed permission slip in her hand. The sixteen-year-old approached Flamsteed’s desk and handed over her permission slip to him. “Morning” she offered a weak and forced smile fully understanding the importance of being polite in this school. “Looking forward to being somewhere.. different.” Not really. Well sort of. She was looking forward to getting out of the castle.
She picked up a leaflet and the envelope which had ‘Layla Ackerly’ inscribed on it. She swivelled around on her feet and searched for someone to stand with. She still wasn’t particularly close to anyone in the school other than her dormmates and.. Vinnie so finding someone else in this small exclusive class was a difficult feat. Sighing she approached Eden and the kid next to her. “Hey” a half smile was sent in the brunette’s direction before nodding at her companion. Kid got a ‘half smile’ too because she wasn’t in the mood for proper smiles today.
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Zander was SO ready for this field trip! He had signed permission slip in hand, smile on his face, AND was wearing a suit. Though, he didn't really understand why the last part was not optional, you know? The Gryffindor was even lucky that he had brought a suit with him in the first place!! But his mum seemed to insist every year, so it really wasn't his choice. But good thing he had it with him! What if he wasn't allowed to go because he wasn't in the proper attire, you know?
So when he first stopped before entering the classroom, he took his time to actually roll himself down well with the lint roller. His suit required more care than his normal school robes, of course. It said so on the tag or something like that... Or at least he assumed that it would. PFT, who actually reads things anymore? That's why comics were the best. Don't have to read the words to understand them.
Once he set the lint roller down in it's usual spot, he made his way into the classroom keeping an eye out for Professor--
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Wait a minute. How come no one else was wearing a suit?!!? Well, 'cept for the Astronomy Professor, but he ALWAYS wore them so it wasn't a surprise. Didn't the announcement board say wearing a suit is NOT optional?! As in you HAVE to wear one?! -_________- Merlin, how come this always happened?! A rather unamused Zander walked over to good ol' Professor to hand over his permission slip. "...Uh, Professor, how come no one else is wearing a suit?" he asked (cheeks turning a slight pink) as he handed over the paperwork. WHY?
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Mainly because now she got the chance to be out of Hogwarts for a while. The change was very much welcomed, for real. If only it was permanent. OH WELL. Soon, very soon.
Pamphlet and everything was taken. Of age peeps need no permission slip, didn't anyone tell you, Airey Flamsteed?? Permission slip was pointless, she is of age. Seriously. But it was signed and handed over with the brightest smile possible! "Hello, Professor!" Someone was truly happy to leave this Castle for a bit, can't you tell?
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There was that sign again, the one that reminded her of Mo every time she read it. Of course she knew the use of a lint roller now--even if she still didn't know what lint was--but she read the sign and still remembered the odd Ravenclaw that made it happen. Just a couple more months and she'd be as free as he was, as the rest of them were.
Needless to say she was all de-linted and ready for the field trip WHICH SHE WAS REALLY EXCITED FOR EVEN IF YOU COULDN'T TELL.
Only thing that dampened things was the fact it was by portkey and there was nothing she hated more when it came to transportation. If the Professor would TELL her exactly where they were going, she and Lottie could legally apparate there and wait on everyone else to arrive. Didn't that sound super easy and a perfect way for her to exercise her soon to be unrestricted power????
"Hey Professor." She said, dropping off the permission slip with the others.
Annnnnd... arm wrapped around her bestie's shoulder. "We get to leave. For a while. That's excellent!" This was super normal behavior for seventh years, of course. They all wanted to leave, no? Yup.
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Adjusting his tie just a bit, Airey began to go over his mental checklist of everything he had packed in his backpack before moving on to what he, personally, hoped to accomplish this trip to the National Space Centre. He had just been there over the summer to help set up for the particular exhibition - all part of his duties as Astronomer Royal - and while he was bound to get a bit chocked up given the subject matter...he was more giddy than sad. Getting to relive your childhood dream for the day wasn't something to get all depressed over.
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Stepping up to the front of the room, Thornton held up the piece of parchment granting Father's begrudging permission to leave the grounds. "I'm looking forward to our trip, Professor," he said, turning it over.
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"Stellar to hear, Mr. Baines," he saluted the first year. "I'll be sending that letter to your parents hopefully tomorrow." Wanted to make sure that he slept on his wording in the letter. He couldn't be positive, but something was informing him that he needed to be very careful with his phrasing. And Merlin help him if the professor only ended up encouraging them to remove the boy from Hogwarts.
He also gave the boy's attire two thumbs up. Very professional looking. This astronut approved.
And the boy's permission slip went on to his desk.
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Seeing a bunch of materials around, Jasmine read the message on the black board. Following the instructions, she took a brochure and looked in the box for an envelope with her name on it. Then she walked up to Professor Flamsteed and greeted him. "Hello Professor. I'm really looking forward to our trip today." Then she handed him her permission slip and went to take a seat.
Taking Miss Guidry's permission slip and setting it on top of Mr. Baines, he smiled the prefect and then instantly wondered where Miss Wright was. More often than not, it had been the seventh year who had looked after the younger Claw...and that service would most likely be needed again today. "Excellent, Miss Guidry. I certainly hope you find it informative."
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Penelope took her lint roller out of her pocket and rolled it over her clothes. Entering the astronomy classroom, she walked over to where Professor Flamsteed was. She put her lint roller back in her pocket and got out the permission slip. "Good morning, Professor Flamsteed! I'm looking forward to the trip today!" After handing him the permission slip that she had labeled Astronomy field trip permission slip, National Space Centre, 7 March 2085, Penelope turned her attention to the words on the chalkboard. Grabbing a pamphlet and her envelope, she spotted Thornton at the edge of the room. She walked over to where the first year was. "Good morning, Thornton! Are you looking forward to the trip?"
Speaking of the fragile Ravenclaw...
"Good morning, Miss Wright," he beamed at the girl as he took the permission slip and set it on top of the rest. Yes yes, more excitement. Stellar to see! He noted that she headed towards Mr. Baines and felt a small sense of relief. He was a responsible young man, so between him and Miss Guidry the second year ought to survive the trip.
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She grabbed up an envelope and pamphelet, each of which was stowed carefully in her satchel. The little girl scurried over to hand her slip to the professor. "My Oggie signed it. He said to tell you if so much as a ginger hair goes astray, he'll make you see stars up close and personal." Dimpley smile, and then Dot skipped over to nudge at Thornton.
It was probably for the best that the astronomer had not seen the way Miss Wojack had rid the castle of an 8-legged freak just now. While not a man particularly fond of bugs and anything that crawled...it was also not the proper use of a lint rollers.
But he hadn't seen...and instead had the pleasure of dealing with what he could only assume was a threat from this Oggie person. "I am flattered this...Oggie is willing to spend upwards of 18,000,000 pounds on little old me," he chuckled. Space tourism was rather expensive, you know? Which meant that it would be more of a reward to allow something to happen to the young Slytherin - rolling with his dry sense of humor that is. "I hope you enjoy the trip today, Miss Wojack."
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... "Hey Professor." She said, dropping off the permission slip with the others.
"Good morning, Miss Cambridge," he said to the Gryffindor as she handed over the permission slip. Not the usual spunky greeting he was used to, but he could only assume that seventh year-itis was setting in. Hopefully she could keep herself motivated through her NEWTs at least.
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Norah skipped in the direction of the astronomy tower, waving her permission slip in the air, and came to a halt in front of the door. She picked up the lint roller and rolled it over her TOTALLY muggle clothes. The de-linted second year resumed her skipping through the door and handed her permission slip to Professor Flamsteed. "Hi, Professor! I'm sooo excited for the field trip! Nice suit, by the way." Could he SEEEE how excited she was? She bounced a few times just to make sure he was totally clear on her excitement, and then picked up her envelope and pamphlet. The Hufflepuff squinted at it. That was her name, right? Professor Flamsteed's handwriting was almost as bad as hers...almost.
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But THERE was some enthusiasm!
"Hello, Miss Kittredge! Stellar to see you are eager to start this little adventure." In fact, he mimicked her bouncing in place with some of his own as he set her permission slip on top of the others.
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Walking toward the chalkboard and Professor Flamsteed, she beamed brightly. "Good day, Professor. Beautiful day for a field trip," she said as she pulled her permission slip out and set it with the others, before grabbing a pamphlet and envelope. Placing them in her satchel, she made her way toward the middle of the classroom.
"It is indeed, Miss Jamieson," he saluted the Ravenclaw while taking her permission slip. So far so good. No one had forgotten their permission slips just yet and therefore forced him into an incredibly awkward situation.
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Ian headed up to the astronomy classroom. Delinting himself before entering, he rolled himself up and down with the lint roller. He stepped in and walked up to the desk, eyeballing the stuff on top of the desk. He greeted the professor. Good morning, professor. Snappy looking suit there, sir. he handed in his permission slip and then gathered up his envelope. He walked into a blank spot and waited to leave.
"Good day, Mr. Tinker," he beamed at the Hufflepuff. Did he really need to respond to the suit comment? He just grinned a bit wider instead.
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"Hi, 'fessor," she said passing him, then handed him a permission form. Signed, even. Wow. Improvement.
She went and joined the group.
"Hello, Miss McAlistor," he greeted while taking her permission slip and adding it to the others.
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Samantha entered the classroom after removing any lint from her outfit. She was wearing Muggle clothing since today's lesson was going to be a field trip.
"Hello, Professor," Sam said as she handed the permission slip that had been signed by her parents. She then walked over to where the group of students were.
"Good day, Miss Montgomery," he smiled to the Ravenclaw. Her slip now with the others, he had to wonder if she had given any further thought to the little nugget of advice he had given her earlier on in the term. "I think you'll find that certain scenes of that comic book you made me may come to life today."
Cue a small amused smirk.
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... "Here y'go, Professor Airey," the Hufflepuff said, holding out his signed permission slip to Flamsteed and glancing at the items on the desk. Portkeys? Maybe. Toby looked up again and smiled at the professor before moving off out of the way and finding a place to just... stand.
"Thank you, Mr. Tempus," he grinned at the Hufflepuff. No, Mr. Tempus was MUCH more than a Hufflepuff now. He was...the boy was....he was... a Stellarpuff. Yes. That would have to do for now. Or perhaps Stellapuff to help the two words blend together more fluidly.
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Sophie could read just fine, though, and wasn't going to let her uneasy feelings deter her from following the instructions on the chalkboard. She picked up an envelope and pamphlet before handing over her signed permission slip to Flamsteed.
"..." She offered him a crooked smile and started to turn away without saying anything at all, but she thought better of it and spoke up, "Happy... day." She squinted, a little baffled by the choice of words that had just crossed her lips, and added in an attempt to smooth things over, "...Right-o." She did a little snapping finger-point with her hand. "Stellar."
...And she moved to go stand by Tobes.
Oooooo......................kay?
Airey found himself just blinking at Miss Brown's sudden change in behavior. Was it the thought of traveling by portkey that had her in a bit of a rut? It could be quite daunting if one had never traveled by it before. Actually...he probably should have told them not to eat breakfast before class and instead pack a small one to bring with them. He didn't imagine that the National Space Centre would appreciate a bunch of teenagers regurgitating their meals all over the pavement around back. Well, once the janitorial staff stumbled upon the mess anyway. No one would be present when they eventually landed.
"A happy day it is, Miss Brown!" he said with a bit more enthusiasm than the others. Mostly in the fleeting hope that some of his own gusto would transfer to her.
Was she feeling alright? Should they send for the Healer? He checked his sundial watch. Maybe not. Not enough time for that.
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It went without saying that Lux was looking forward to this field trip. It more than made up for the last lesson where Professor Flamsteed had actually scared her. But now he was back to normal.
"Hello, Professor!" she said happily as she handed him her permission slip before taking an envelope and pamphlet. This was going to be so awesome. Spotting Jasmine, Lux walked over to her friend. "Hey!"
Hand back in his suit jacket's pocket, he smiled to the Hufflepuff as he accepted her slip. "Hello, Miss Carrington."
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"Hello Professor!" he beamed, handing over his permission slip, which was actually signed! - cause he had wondered if it might get lost in Emily's mail... she got lots... but HIS was special. "By the way, this is awesome, Professor," Zeke added enthusiastically with two thumbs up, before moving away and joining his peers.
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"Thank you, Mr. Ze ---" he beamed as he took the permission slip, only to stop mid-name when he saw just WHO had signed it. Of course, he should have been completely aware of this fact already given that he was the boy's Head of House, but it had gleefully slipped his mind that he was currently responsible for the child of the Department Head of Magical Law Enforcement. "----ke."
Let's make sure that slip was niiiiiiiiiiiiiiice and flat. Ahem.
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Angel was scared, very scared was this the Professor or was it Hook that was the question, but as for now she would wait and find out she gave the Professor the permission slip. "Here you go Professor." Angel smiled as she handed him the Permission slip, she wondered where they were going. She then gather up her pamphlet and the envelope.
"Thank you, Miss Valentine," he said to the Gryffindor while taking her permission slip. Something in her eyes made him a bit uneasy. Sweet solstice. Was portkey travel really THAT terrifying?
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Stepping inside the classroom, though, she relaxed slightly as she saw the professor looking normal. No costumes or anything, anyhow. Hopefully that meant things were back to normal. “Good morning, Professor Flamsteed,” she said sweetly, exchanging her permission slip for one of the pamphlets and the envelope with her name on it. She’d looked curiously at that, but didn’t open it. She’d find out what that was eventually. Now all that was left was waiting for them to leave. Portkeys were new to her. She’d always dome side-along apparition with her parents, when they hadn’t used Muggle transportation. She preferred the apparition since it meant she was more special.
Another permission slip added to the stack, he offered the Slytherin a faint smile before speaking. "Good morning to you as well, Miss Andrews."
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"Good morning Professor, here's my permission slip my daddy signed it for me." She smiled sweetly handing the envelop over. Yup she had said her 'daddy' and she wasn't embarrassed about it one bit. Checking out the board behind the Professor she read over what it said before collecting a pamphlet and an envelop with her name.
Hady walked to a seat and sat down while she waited for the next instructions or someone to talk to. Whichever came first really.
"Excellent, thank you Miss Lynch," he beamed while accepting the permision slip. "I hope you enjoy yourself today."
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"Good day, Professor," he greeted as he handed in his permission slip. The fourth year exchanging it for a packet and envelope as directed. More paperwork for the field trip, he supposed, or homework. Looking for his friends in the closed-off classroom, he spotted Angel and moved to stand beside his girlfriend. "Hey..."
"Good day, Mr. Atreyu," he saluted the Gryffindor. "I know I have already said this to you before, but stellar performance once again this term with Gobstones."
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Hahaha. Nope, she was not going to think that name, or anything associated with said name. No thanks. Flipping back her hair, Justine approached the nervous seeming Professor and handed him her slip. *Good Morning, Professor. I'm really looking forvard to zis field trip," What, why had she done the accent? She hadn't meant to, it had just happened. Weird.
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Accent whiplash alert. What?
"Thank you, Miss Janvier," he said as he took her slip, eyebrow raised curiously at the Ravenclaw. "Stellar to hear it."
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"Hello, Professor!'' Without waiting to be asked for his permission slip, he held it out for the man to take. Take an envelope and pamphlet, according to the board? Okay. He took one of each as he looked around to see who else was there. Loads of persons actually.
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"Hello, HELLO, Mr. Rehman," he beamed at the prefect. "Thank you. I'll take that." And another permission slip to the pile.
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Where was Professor Flamsteed--OH THERE. She waved and smiled. "Mornin' Professor Flamsteed--" she said softly before going to give him her permission slip. Thank Merlin her parents were home right now, yeah?
SHE WAS EXCITED. YES YES YES. And maybe bouncing a bit.
Thorny. Ha. HAHAHAHA.
Ahem.
"Good morning, Miss McGee," he grinned as he used her permission slip to salute her back.
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Goldilocks had been hunting through the girl's dorm for new ribbons for her spiraled locks when she came across a permission slip for Maddison Cooper. Boring name, Maddison. Goldilocks wasn't a fan but the promise of an adventure to the National Space Center was enough to make her pocket the slip and make her way to the Astronomy tower on the very day they were meant to go.
After skipping her way to the classroom, the girl was ever so tired and she took a moment to catch her breath. Going to school was even more tiring than picking wild flowers in the forest and that was saying something.
Bending down over the various envelopes, Goldilocks considered her options. That name there? Well it was far too hard to say. Oh and that one?! It was even more boring than Maddison was! It just wouldn't do. She guessed she'd have to settle on the one meant for the girl she'd found the permission slip for even though her name had so much more gusto.
"Oh how I wish there was a place for me to rest my feet," She exclaimed, handing over the slip of paper to the man she assumed was in charge. All the chairs being stacked sure posed a problem for her, that much was true. She guessed she'd simply have to go stand with one of the students. And so she did.
"Your permission slip, Miss Cooper," Airey said as he extended his hand towards her. He needed it in his hands to confirm it was more than just a spare piece of parchment, you see. He had tried that as a student for Hogsmeade. Waved a piece of parchment with scribbles on it because he had lost his original. Hadn't worked out so well.
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Kace was quite excited to go on this field trip. He was dressed in his muggle clothes. He got his permission slip signed by his mother and she told him to have fun. Kace loved the idea of space and learning about the stars. As he approached somewhat early for the class he saw other students were in here too. He wasn't the only one who wanted to arrive early. He looked around for his friends and he saw some and he smiled to them and waved. He looked to the front of the room and saw the professor. "Good morning Professor Airey, nice idea to have a field trip today."
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"Glad you think so, Mr. Lecium," he beamed. "Should be quite the experience for everyone."
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De-linted his muggle clothes and a wide smile spread across his face, the fifth year headed into the Astronomy classroom and STRAIGHT towards he professor. No weird Captain's clothing? So he was back to normal, then? GOOD. Though, Grayson had thoroughly enjoyed watching him tell people to walk the plank for doing silly things. It had been a MUCH better waste of time than actually paying attention to what he had been saying.
"Good morning! Here," he said, holding out the form, "My permission form." Which was all signed and ready to go. And he was just gonna take one of these pamphlets and envelopes, mkay?
Airey took the permission slip and set it on top of the stack. "Good morning, Mr. Whitlock." And was it just him, or was the Slytherin a bit more...perky than usual?
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She met the normal lint roller at the the door and used it before walking into the classroom. The chairs up well they obviously was going to have class today or be here long at all. She walked up the front of the room "Good morning, Professor Flamsteed! Excited about the field trip." She smiled and handed over the permission slip her dad had signed.
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"Good morning, Miss Bayless," he smiled to the Gryffindor...who seemed to be back to herself again. He was half tempted to ask her about her...experience. To compare. But now was probably not the place to do so.
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"Hello, professor." Her permission slip was signed and ready to go. AJ handed it over to her head of house. She then picked up a pamphlet and an envelope. What the heck was a portkey?
"Good day, Miss Valentine," he smiled, accepting the permission slip and placing it on top of the others.
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Permission slip in hand the second year walked up to the man and thrust it in his face, smile. "My papa sighed the paper. And my mum had a letter saying stuff to make sure that you actually watched over me, but I sorta forgot that on purpose." He didn't want to be watched ALL the time, and Flamsteed wouldn't have to do it if he didn't real his mums words right?
Anywaays.
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Papa...OOOOOOOOOOOH PAPA!
For the second time Airey's throat suddenly ran dry at the name on the parchment - the first being for a Miss Emily Browne. Right. The older Scabior. Mr. Glares-A-Lot. Right. Well, now there were two...er...three parents who would definitely hex him into oblivion should things get messy. Maybe four.
"Thank you, Mr. Scabior," he said, swallowing and taking the permission slip. "No pressure, right?" Heh. Awkward.
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She had her signed permission slip in her hand. The sixteen-year-old approached Flamsteed’s desk and handed over her permission slip to him. “Morning” she offered a weak and forced smile fully understanding the importance of being polite in this school. “Looking forward to being somewhere.. different.” Not really. Well sort of. She was looking forward to getting out of the castle.
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"Good morning," he beamed, accepting the permission slip eagerly and setting it on top of the stack. "Good to see you, Miss Ackerly." Even if the Ravenclaw wasn't exactly oozing enthusiasm like some of her housemates. Getting out of the castle might do her some good.
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Wait a minute. How come no one else was wearing a suit?!!? Well, 'cept for the Astronomy Professor, but he ALWAYS wore them so it wasn't a surprise. Didn't the announcement board say wearing a suit is NOT optional?! As in you HAVE to wear one?! -_________- Merlin, how come this always happened?! A rather unamused Zander walked over to good ol' Professor to hand over his permission slip. "...Uh, Professor, how come no one else is wearing a suit?" he asked (cheeks turning a slight pink) as he handed over the paperwork. WHY?
OH! Well, look at this!
"Looking sharp there, Mr. Adair," Airey both saluted and winked at the Gryffindor. Stellar points to you! Which were better than the cool points that he had given out previously. In his brain. And once or twice out loud. "Everyone has a different understanding of what muggle clothing means. At least no one showed up in a flowered nightdress. The late Arthur Weasley was also known to wear a few unique choices of clothing. Not to worry, Mr. Adair. Your attire is perfectly acceptable."
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EXCITED!!!
Mainly because now she got the chance to be out of Hogwarts for a while. The change was very much welcomed, for real. If only it was permanent. OH WELL. Soon, very soon.
Pamphlet and everything was taken. Of age peeps need no permission slip, didn't anyone tell you, Airey Flamsteed?? Permission slip was pointless, she is of age. Seriously. But it was signed and handed over with the brightest smile possible! "Hello, Professor!" Someone was truly happy to leave this Castle for a bit, can't you tell?
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"Good morning, Miss Wisteria," he beamed with a salute before taking her permission slip. That was one giddy looking Huf....Hogwartian.
Giving his sundial watch another quick glance, the astronomer's eyes widened. "Oh sweet solstice!" he exclaimed as he wiped his brow and scurried towards the front of his desk and picked up the envelope with his own name written on it.
"Alright everyone! Gather around!" he announced while clapping his hands together twice. Just in case, you know, they hadn't heard him. "We have about 15 minutes before our portkeys are scheduled to depart so I will make this brief. First, a few ground rules. We will be leaving the wizarding world and entering the muggle one today. This means ABSOLUTELY NO MAGIC will be allowed. Not even accidental. Keep it in your holster. I do not want to make the Prophet because someone breached the Statute and the Ministry had to get involved...or to have any of you expelled." SO JUST DO NOT DO IT, OKAY!? "This also includes talking loudly about Magic in front of others. I am trusting you all to be on your best behavior so do not let me down."
Seriously. He may have nearly killed students in the past with tainted ice cream...and apparently was on the verge of it as Professor Hooksteed...but expelling someone. Sweet solstice. He would submit his resignation right away.
"We will touch down in a secluded area behind the National Space Centre and move about as a group. Under no circumstances is anyone to wander off on their own. Use the buddy system. And no, you do not need the same buddy the entire time. There is a lot to explore at the Centre."
Alright. Now that that was over.
"Now, I want everyone to check their envelopes for the following items. There should be an entry ticket to the National Space Centre along with one of these," he said as he lifted up a piece of rectangular paper. "This is a piece of muggle money. You are free to use it as you see fit at the Centre to buy something to eat or in the gift shop. We will arrive back at Hogwarts around 1500 hours, so plan accordingly. Now, can anyone tell me approximately how much this is worth in our, wizarding, currency?"
OOC: Thank you all for your patience <3
Class will most likely resume before I go to bed (in approximately 12 ish hours) but may not do so until I get some sleep depending on the activity level (in approximately 20 hours).
Please do not post your character arriving late unless you are ready to deal with whatever IC consequences Professor Flamsteed sees fit. Simply pretend that you have been here all along!
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Soph was inevitably glad that Flamsteed hadn't made a big deal out of her strange greeting to him, but all in all, she supposed he owed her anyway after having been weird to her earlier in the term when he was Hooksteed. Now they were even.
She peered into her envelope as instructed when class began and sifted through the items, immediately taking a special interest in the bank note just as Flamsteed pointed it out to them, and she tried to catch Toby's eye as a belated thought to the professor's mentioning of the buddy system.
Wouldn't he be her buddy?
At the professor's question, Soph raised a hand to answer. THIS Ravenclaw knew enough about Muggle money, having had to convert it loads of times before for various outings, and she peeked at the number '5' on the money before speaking up, "Five pounds is worth about a galleon to us, professor, isn't it?"
Norah grinned at Professor Flamsteed, bouncing along with him. HOORAY FOR EXCITEMENT! Fifteen whole minutes? That wasn't for aaaaages. The second year fidgeted in her muggle clothes as the professor explained all the rules. Yawn.
And then they were looking at money! Perking up, Norah pulled out the muggle bill and held it close to her nose, inspecting all the colors. She noted the very cool crown on the lady on the paper's head, and listened to Professor Flamsteed's question. The bill looked different than the kinds of muggle money her grandparents used, but they were in France and THIS one said England on it. Raising a hand, the hufflepuff chanced a guess. "Is it five galleons, sir?" It DID have a five on it. That was convincing enough for her, yep.
Toby assumed that Soph would be his buddy, as she was right next to him and all. She was... being all weird though, so he'd see what that was all about later when they had a chance to talk. He DID wonder if maybe it was for the same reason he'd been so off with Airey recently. The Stellarpuff Hufflepuff looked through his envelope from the prompting at Airey and, just as he mentioned it, spotted the money. Coooooooool! They got FREE money? Not bad.
He knew muggle money, used it all his life and all, but as for how much it was worth? Uhhhh...
"Is it like... uhh... maybe about... ten sickles?" Toby offered, raising his hand as he spoke. Total guess over here; he usually relied on his grandma or the Gringotts goblins to do all the conversion stuff.
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Adjusting his tie just a bit, Airey began to go over his mental checklist of everything he had packed in his backpack before moving on to what he, personally, hoped to accomplish this trip to the National Space Centre. He had just been there over the summer to help set up for the particular exhibition - all part of his duties as Astronomer Royal - and while he was bound to get a bit chocked up given the subject matter...he was more giddy than sad. Getting to relive your childhood dream for the day wasn't something to get all depressed over.
"Good day, Miss Montgomery," he smiled to the Ravenclaw. Her slip now with the others, he had to wonder if she had given any further thought to the little nugget of advice he had given her earlier on in the term. "I think you'll find that certain scenes of that comic book you made me may come to life today."
Cue a small amused smirk.
Sam raised her eyebrows in interest. "Ooh, sounds fun and interesting, Professor," she said brightly.
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"Now, I want everyone to check their envelopes for the following items. There should be an entry ticket to the National Space Centre along with one of these," he said as he lifted up a piece of rectangular paper. "This is a piece of muggle money. You are free to use it as you see fit at the Centre to buy something to eat or in the gift shop. We will arrive back at Hogwarts around 1500 hours, so plan accordingly. Now, can anyone tell me approximately how much this is worth in our, wizarding, currency?"
Sam raised her hand. "I think that muggle money is equivalent to one galleon," she replied, uncertain if she had calculated the figure correctly.
Angel looked around as she was nervous about taking the Professor to the muggle realm what if he changed into Hook and did magical things, she would keep an eye on him. "Professor can I stay with you?" Angel wanted to spend time with Benny but she wanted to make sure Professor Hookstead didn't come out.
Angel raised her hand. "I think it's worth around 1 galleon and 2 sickles." Angel wasn't really sure about her answer and she was still a bit scared about what was going on today.
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SPOILER!!: Ian
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Ian was dressed in his Muggle clothes , ready for this trip. He looked into his envelope, wondering what great things they were going to be about today. Let's see...he'd had a lab coat and a food fight in the class as well as other out of this world lessons. He was pretty excited about this. He wasn't keen on everything, but his nerdy self loved him some museum and educational trips. Plus, this would be his first time using a portkey. He searched through his backpack for the fifteenth time, making sure he had all the things he needed. He even included his astronaut food items he had made. Maybe he could get someone to try one. He walked over to Zeke and looked around for others he might know.
He spoke to his buddy. Hey Zeke. I made that astronaut food in the kitchen and made enough so I'd have at least 2 tubes extra. You wanna try some later? He had tried it and it wasn't bad, at least he didn't think so. He thought the splash of malt vinegar he'd added to the fish and chips rounded them out nicely.
"Hey!" Zeke greeted Ian brightly. Hhehehe. He was understandably enthused by the sound of edibles, so even if Ian produced it, he was game. "Sounds good to me. I wanna make some too, but I did the timeline thing for homework, I just... kept eating the food before I could do anything with it." Which was a problem, all things considered.
But weeeee!!!
FIELD TRIPPPPPIIIIINNN!
SPOILER!!: Profffff Airey!
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Adjusting his tie just a bit, Airey began to go over his mental checklist of everything he had packed in his backpack before moving on to what he, personally, hoped to accomplish this trip to the National Space Centre. He had just been there over the summer to help set up for the particular exhibition - all part of his duties as Astronomer Royal - and while he was bound to get a bit chocked up given the subject matter...he was more giddy than sad. Getting to relive your childhood dream for the day wasn't something to get all depressed over.
"Stellar to hear, Mr. Baines," he saluted the first year. "I'll be sending that letter to your parents hopefully tomorrow." Wanted to make sure that he slept on his wording in the letter. He couldn't be positive, but something was informing him that he needed to be very careful with his phrasing. And Merlin help him if the professor only ended up encouraging them to remove the boy from Hogwarts.
He also gave the boy's attire two thumbs up. Very professional looking. This astronut approved.
And the boy's permission slip went on to his desk.
Taking Miss Guidry's permission slip and setting it on top of Mr. Baines, he smiled the prefect and then instantly wondered where Miss Wright was. More often than not, it had been the seventh year who had looked after the younger Claw...and that service would most likely be needed again today. "Excellent, Miss Guidry. I certainly hope you find it informative."
Speaking of the fragile Ravenclaw...
"Good morning, Miss Wright," he beamed at the girl as he took the permission slip and set it on top of the rest. Yes yes, more excitement. Stellar to see! He noted that she headed towards Mr. Baines and felt a small sense of relief. He was a responsible young man, so between him and Miss Guidry the second year ought to survive the trip.
It was probably for the best that the astronomer had not seen the way Miss Wojack had rid the castle of an 8-legged freak just now. While not a man particularly fond of bugs and anything that crawled...it was also not the proper use of a lint rollers.
But he hadn't seen...and instead had the pleasure of dealing with what he could only assume was a threat from this Oggie person. "I am flattered this...Oggie is willing to spend upwards of 18,000,000 pounds on little old me," he chuckled. Space tourism was rather expensive, you know? Which meant that it would be more of a reward to allow something to happen to the young Slytherin - rolling with his dry sense of humor that is. "I hope you enjoy the trip today, Miss Wojack."
"Good morning, Miss Cambridge," he said to the Gryffindor as she handed over the permission slip. Not the usual spunky greeting he was used to, but he could only assume that seventh year-itis was setting in. Hopefully she could keep herself motivated through her NEWTs at least.
But THERE was some enthusiasm!
"Hello, Miss Kittredge! Stellar to see you are eager to start this little adventure." In fact, he mimicked her bouncing in place with some of his own as he set her permission slip on top of the others.
"It is indeed, Miss Jamieson," he saluted the Ravenclaw while taking her permission slip. So far so good. No one had forgotten their permission slips just yet and therefore forced him into an incredibly awkward situation.
"Good day, Mr. Tinker," he beamed at the Hufflepuff. Did he really need to respond to the suit comment? He just grinned a bit wider instead.
"Hello, Miss McAlistor," he greeted while taking her permission slip and adding it to the others.
"Good day, Miss Montgomery," he smiled to the Ravenclaw. Her slip now with the others, he had to wonder if she had given any further thought to the little nugget of advice he had given her earlier on in the term. "I think you'll find that certain scenes of that comic book you made me may come to life today."
Cue a small amused smirk.
"Thank you, Mr. Tempus," he grinned at the Hufflepuff. No, Mr. Tempus was MUCH more than a Hufflepuff now. He was...the boy was....he was... a Stellarpuff. Yes. That would have to do for now. Or perhaps Stellapuff to help the two words blend together more fluidly.
Oooooo......................kay?
Airey found himself just blinking at Miss Brown's sudden change in behavior. Was it the thought of traveling by portkey that had her in a bit of a rut? It could be quite daunting if one had never traveled by it before. Actually...he probably should have told them not to eat breakfast before class and instead pack a small one to bring with them. He didn't imagine that the National Space Centre would appreciate a bunch of teenagers regurgitating their meals all over the pavement around back. Well, once the janitorial staff stumbled upon the mess anyway. No one would be present when they eventually landed.
"A happy day it is, Miss Brown!" he said with a bit more enthusiasm than the others. Mostly in the fleeting hope that some of his own gusto would transfer to her.
Was she feeling alright? Should they send for the Healer? He checked his sundial watch. Maybe not. Not enough time for that.
Hand back in his suit jacket's pocket, he smiled to the Hufflepuff as he accepted her slip. "Hello, Miss Carrington."
"Thank you, Mr. Ze ---" he beamed as he took the permission slip, only to stop mid-name when he saw just WHO had signed it. Of course, he should have been completely aware of this fact already given that he was the boy's Head of House, but it had gleefully slipped his mind that he was currently responsible for the child of the Department Head of Magical Law Enforcement. "----ke."
Let's make sure that slip was niiiiiiiiiiiiiiice and flat. Ahem.
"Thank you, Miss Valentine," he said to the Gryffindor while taking her permission slip. Something in her eyes made him a bit uneasy. Sweet solstice. Was portkey travel really THAT terrifying?
Another permission slip added to the stack, he offered the Slytherin a faint smile before speaking. "Good morning to you as well, Miss Andrews."
"Excellent, thank you Miss Lynch," he beamed while accepting the permision slip. "I hope you enjoy yourself today."
"Good day, Mr. Atreyu," he saluted the Gryffindor. "I know I have already said this to you before, but stellar performance once again this term with Gobstones."
Accent whiplash alert. What?
"Thank you, Miss Janvier," he said as he took her slip, eyebrow raised curiously at the Ravenclaw. "Stellar to hear it."
"Hello, HELLO, Mr. Rehman," he beamed at the prefect. "Thank you. I'll take that." And another permission slip to the pile.
Thorny. Ha. HAHAHAHA.
Ahem.
"Good morning, Miss McGee," he grinned as he used her permission slip to salute her back.
"Your permission slip, Miss Cooper," Airey said as he extended his hand towards her. He needed it in his hands to confirm it was more than just a spare piece of parchment, you see. He had tried that as a student for Hogsmeade. Waved a piece of parchment with scribbles on it because he had lost his original. Hadn't worked out so well.
"Glad you think so, Mr. Lecium," he beamed. "Should be quite the experience for everyone."
Airey took the permission slip and set it on top of the stack. "Good morning, Mr. Whitlock." And was it just him, or was the Slytherin a bit more...perky than usual?
"Good morning, Miss Bayless," he smiled to the Gryffindor...who seemed to be back to herself again. He was half tempted to ask her about her...experience. To compare. But now was probably not the place to do so.
"Good day, Miss Valentine," he smiled, accepting the permission slip and placing it on top of the others.
Papa...OOOOOOOOOOOH PAPA!
For the second time Airey's throat suddenly ran dry at the name on the parchment - the first being for a Miss Emily Browne. Right. The older Scabior. Mr. Glares-A-Lot. Right. Well, now there were two...er...three parents who would definitely hex him into oblivion should things get messy. Maybe four.
"Thank you, Mr. Scabior," he said, swallowing and taking the permission slip. "No pressure, right?" Heh. Awkward.
"Good morning," he beamed, accepting the permission slip eagerly and setting it on top of the stack. "Good to see you, Miss Ackerly." Even if the Ravenclaw wasn't exactly oozing enthusiasm like some of her housemates. Getting out of the castle might do her some good.
OH! Well, look at this!
"Looking sharp there, Mr. Adair," Airey both saluted and winked at the Gryffindor. Stellar points to you! Which were better than the cool points that he had given out previously. In his brain. And once or twice out loud. "Everyone has a different understanding of what muggle clothing means. At least no one showed up in a flowered nightdress. The late Arthur Weasley was also known to wear a few unique choices of clothing. Not to worry, Mr. Adair. Your attire is perfectly acceptable."
"Good morning, Miss Wisteria," he beamed with a salute before taking her permission slip. That was one giddy looking Huf....Hogwartian.
Giving his sundial watch another quick glance, the astronomer's eyes widened. "Oh sweet solstice!" he exclaimed as he wiped his brow and scurried towards the front of his desk and picked up the envelope with his own name written on it.
"Alright everyone! Gather around!" he announced while clapping his hands together twice. Just in case, you know, they hadn't heard him. "We have about 15 minutes before our portkeys are scheduled to depart so I will make this brief. First, a few ground rules. We will be leaving the wizarding world and entering the muggle one today. This means ABSOLUTELY NO MAGIC will be allowed. Not even accidental. Keep it in your holster. I do not want to make the Prophet because someone breached the Statute and the Ministry had to get involved...or to have any of you expelled." SO JUST DO NOT DO IT, OKAY!? "This also includes talking loudly about Magic in front of others. I am trusting you all to be on your best behavior so do not let me down."
Seriously. He may have nearly killed students in the past with tainted ice cream...and apparently was on the verge of it as Professor Hooksteed...but expelling someone. Sweet solstice. He would submit his resignation right away.
"We will touch down in a secluded area behind the National Space Centre and move about as a group. Under no circumstances is anyone to wander off on their own. Use the buddy system. And no, you do not need the same buddy the entire time. There is a lot to explore at the Centre."
Alright. Now that that was over.
"Now, I want everyone to check their envelopes for the following items. There should be an entry ticket to the National Space Centre along with one of these," he said as he lifted up a piece of rectangular paper. "This is a piece of muggle money. You are free to use it as you see fit at the Centre to buy something to eat or in the gift shop. We will arrive back at Hogwarts around 1500 hours, so plan accordingly. Now, can anyone tell me approximately how much this is worth in our, wizarding, currency?"
OOC: Thank you all for your patience <3
Class will most likely resume before I go to bed (in approximately 12 ish hours) but may not do so until I get some sleep depending on the activity level (in approximately 20 hours).
Please do not post your character arriving late unless you are ready to deal with whatever IC consequences Professor Flamsteed sees fit. Simply pretend that you have been here all along!
Zeke noticed things, small things, like the pause midway through his name. But he didn't think anything of it. Nope. Professor Airey was probably just reading and speaking at the same time which was arguably one of the hardest things to do EVER. The only thing that was harder was speaking and writing... those always got his words jumbled, it was always easier to just STOP speaking.
Once attention was called, Zeke looked up and listened, grinning broadly. No magic, no wandering, no funny business.. yeah yeah yeah, he got it. Although, if something wereeeee to happen, he knew people. HE KNEW PEOPLE. But nothing would happen - not from him at least.
When instructed, Zeke opened his envelope and checked its contents, an entry ticket and FIVE POUNDS!!!!........... they were shopppppiinngggg?!?!?! Snacks sounded good, but gift shop stuff sounded good too. Choices choices. As for how much it was worth in wizarding money stuffs?........ he KINDA knew...
Hand raised he answered, "Four hundred and ninety three knuts, Professor!"
The only reason he knew that, was because he had purposefully asked the Goblins at Gringotts for KNUTS when exchanging some of his muggle currency so he could buy Ashley eyes.
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It was almost time to go!! After beaming at her best friend, Lux made sure to listen carefully to Professor Flamsteed's instructions. The last thing she wanted to do was go missing in the National Space Centre. Opening the envelope, she looked inside to make sure that she had everything that was needed.
At his question, she raised her hand. "I think it's worth about one galleon."
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"Hey!" Zeke greeted Ian brightly. Hhehehe. He was understandably enthused by the sound of edibles, so even if Ian produced it, he was game. "Sounds good to me. I wanna make some too, but I did the timeline thing for homework, I just... kept eating the food before I could do anything with it." Which was a problem, all things considered.
But weeeee!!!
FIELD TRIPPPPPIIIIINNN!
Ian listened as Zeke said he would give it a try. He chuckled a bit as Zeke said he kept eating the food before he could put it in the tubes. [b] I had a house elf help and I tried to make bunches so that I would have some to munch at the same time.[b] Ian had been excited about the idea of making a timeline.
Ian looked up as the professor greeted them and had them all gather around and explained what was going on. Ian had seen what was in his envelope and as the professor mentioned gift shop, Ian figured he'd get something for his mum. She collected spoons and maybe they would have a nice one. He also noted the professor's warning about magic. Ian was used to that as a muggle child, he wondered how some of the others would take it. He figured it would be alright since they surely had to enter the world of muffles to go to diagonal alley and the train, right? He was p,eased because he was really chaffed about the chance to use a port key. He wanted to go Now!
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Hadleigh cringed when the Professor began telling them they would be portkeying there. She'd only done that once and it wasn't very good for her, it had made her sick. Though on her defense she had been much younger then. She just hoped that wouldn't happen today.
As the Professor spoke to them all he had her complete attention. No magic. No wandering off. Ect. Ect. Nod. Nod. She got it all and he didn't have to worry about any of that from her.
Peering into the envelop with her name on it like they had been told she saw both her ticket and the five pounds. Awesome! Some spending money would be nice. Maybe she'd be able to manage it where she could get something to eat as well as something from the shops...if she did things right. It was worth a try. Closing the envelop she slipped it into her backpack so it wouldn't get lost for the moment.
Raising her hand she replied. "That would be worth about one galleon Professor." She knew that because well her parents and all. Grinning she looked around the room once. Did she really need a partner though?
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Despite being wary and slightly terrified (considering recent events), Gabriel P. Banner was NOT missing a trip to the National Space Center. He could not, in good conscious, pass up the opportunity...and more so, it was a prime opportunity to learn from Professor Flamsteed (who seemed to be a brilliantly knowledgeable man despite his Hook persona)...AND who was thankfully not being a character today. Apparently. It was a good job that the cosplaying was being left at Hogwarts.
After lint rolling himself, turning in his permission slip, and carefully poking through the envelopes to find his name, Gabe waited not-so-patiently through the 'rules' speech. He was as excited as Gabes could be about anything. SPACE. He was even prepared to take some extensive, hardcore notes; having his notebook with him, multicolored quill, as well as the camera Professor Fuller had given him in Charms.
Of course, Gabe hadn't thought about the buddy system. Where was Jeremiah? or Ceorlic?.......He wasn't in the mindset to become comfortable with someone new. Mini!freak out beginning in........3.......2........1.......
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Jasmine watched as student after student filed into the classroom. Seeing her friends, she responded to their greetings. When her little buddy Norah came to stand next to her, Jasmine said, "Hello there Miss Norah". She really liked the younger girl. She was a bundle of energy and a lot of fun. Then Jasmine also had waves for Lux and Adi.
Before Jasmine knew it, class was starting. She was getting more and more excited about the field trip and she couldn't wait to see the Space Center. First though, ther was a question to be answered. Looking at the muggle money that the Professor showed, Jasmine knew that it was five pounds. Converting the money in her head, she raised her hand. "That is worth about one galleon", Jasmine stated. Trying to keep all of the exchange rates straight in her head was often challenging. She had to know American and British money, as well as Euros and Wizarding money. It was exhausting at times.
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Justine had no time for the weird look Flamsteed gave her, no did she have much patience for his list of ( perfectly practical and necessary ) rules, and the buddy system? Justine was 18 years old, she really didn't need a buddy to keep safe... Also the only two friends she had in class today were Lux who seemed busy and Eden who Justine was not keen to speak with at the moment.
Envelope check, yep, she had all the necessary papers and the muggle five pound note. Were she any good at maths she would have answered the question, but it was actually her biggest academic weakness and Justine wasn't about to share that with the class, so she kept her painted lips shut.
There was that kid with the glasses who'd been so disapproving towards McGee, the Bespectacled Boy as she'd dubbed him in her mind. What was with the wide eyes and all the sweat? Justine wasn't even aware, but she was staring at him as she tried to figure out the kid's problem.
Wordlessly, Justine pulled out her handkerchief and held it out. "For your face," The Ravenclaw impassively said, in case Bespectacled Boy didn't get understand the gesture.
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Professor Airey was even more hyper than usual today. Must be because of the trip. His students were excited toooooo! Could he tell? Hehe. Oh, haaaai, Jasmine!
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Adi flipped open the envelope and peered in. Yep, there was an entry ticket and muggle money. Since Professor Flamsteed was already receiving answers of one Galleon to his question, the Hufflepuff nudged Benny.
"Buddies?'' he mouthed. Had to ask you know. Just in case he wanted to buddy up with Angel. Not that Adi would mind. Or would he? Hmm...
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Adjusting his tie just a bit, Airey began to go over his mental checklist of everything he had packed in his backpack before moving on to what he, personally, hoped to accomplish this trip to the National Space Centre. He had just been there over the summer to help set up for the particular exhibition - all part of his duties as Astronomer Royal - and while he was bound to get a bit chocked up given the subject matter...he was more giddy than sad. Getting to relive your childhood dream for the day wasn't something to get all depressed over.
"Stellar to hear, Mr. Baines," he saluted the first year. "I'll be sending that letter to your parents hopefully tomorrow." Wanted to make sure that he slept on his wording in the letter. He couldn't be positive, but something was informing him that he needed to be very careful with his phrasing. And Merlin help him if the professor only ended up encouraging them to remove the boy from Hogwarts.
He also gave the boy's attire two thumbs up. Very professional looking. This astronut approved.
And the boy's permission slip went on to his desk.
Taking Miss Guidry's permission slip and setting it on top of Mr. Baines, he smiled the prefect and then instantly wondered where Miss Wright was. More often than not, it had been the seventh year who had looked after the younger Claw...and that service would most likely be needed again today. "Excellent, Miss Guidry. I certainly hope you find it informative."
Speaking of the fragile Ravenclaw...
"Good morning, Miss Wright," he beamed at the girl as he took the permission slip and set it on top of the rest. Yes yes, more excitement. Stellar to see! He noted that she headed towards Mr. Baines and felt a small sense of relief. He was a responsible young man, so between him and Miss Guidry the second year ought to survive the trip.
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Giving his sundial watch another quick glance, the astronomer's eyes widened. "Oh sweet solstice!" he exclaimed as he wiped his brow and scurried towards the front of his desk and picked up the envelope with his own name written on it.
"Alright everyone! Gather around!" he announced while clapping his hands together twice. Just in case, you know, they hadn't heard him. "We have about 15 minutes before our portkeys are scheduled to depart so I will make this brief. First, a few ground rules. We will be leaving the wizarding world and entering the muggle one today. This means ABSOLUTELY NO MAGIC will be allowed. Not even accidental. Keep it in your holster. I do not want to make the Prophet because someone breached the Statute and the Ministry had to get involved...or to have any of you expelled." SO JUST DO NOT DO IT, OKAY!? "This also includes talking loudly about Magic in front of others. I am trusting you all to be on your best behavior so do not let me down."
Seriously. He may have nearly killed students in the past with tainted ice cream...and apparently was on the verge of it as Professor Hooksteed...but expelling someone. Sweet solstice. He would submit his resignation right away.
"We will touch down in a secluded area behind the National Space Centre and move about as a group. Under no circumstances is anyone to wander off on their own. Use the buddy system. And no, you do not need the same buddy the entire time. There is a lot to explore at the Centre."
Alright. Now that that was over.
"Now, I want everyone to check their envelopes for the following items. There should be an entry ticket to the National Space Centre along with one of these," he said as he lifted up a piece of rectangular paper. "This is a piece of muggle money. You are free to use it as you see fit at the Centre to buy something to eat or in the gift shop. We will arrive back at Hogwarts around 1500 hours, so plan accordingly. Now, can anyone tell me approximately how much this is worth in our, wizarding, currency?"
Jasmine and Samantha were also here, so there was a good chance that she and Thornton would survive the field trip. It was almost time to leave! Penelope listened to the professor's instructions. Opening her envelope, she checked to make sure that the ticket and the money were inside. "Five pounds is worth 1 galleon, professor."
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"Goldilocks," She corrected solemnly. "And I already did, Sir. Just there!" Goldilocks pointed daintily to the slip of paper she'd handed over, knowing it was the one she'd had because it had a chocolate stain on it. Dreadfully dirty, that was. Didn't chocolate attract bears?! The girl backed away slightly from the door just in case. They could be horribly grumpy, bears.
The boy who'd suggested she sit on the ground got a look. Didn't he know the floor was much too hard for her to get comfortable on? She shook her head, curls bouncing slightly as she did. She wouldn't be doing that. She was going to keep him, though. He was juuuust right for a buddy. Perfect height for her to lean against and so she rested her head on his arm and relaxed. This was much better.
Peeking into the Cooper girl's envelope, Goldilocks rifled around. If she lost her ticket she'd simply take another. With this many people, it'd be easy to make sure she got into the space centre! As for the money, the girl's eyes lit up as she looked it over. "Surely it's enough to buy lots of porridge!"
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Okay, so a portkey would be helping them travel. AJ still didn't understand completely, but she got the main idea of it, and it wasn't like she would be left behind. The lion looked into her envelope and made sure she had her ticket, and muggle money. Of course AJ knew all about muggle money, but the whole muggle to wizard money still confused her.
There wasn't any need to worry though because apparently several people did know. AJ took mental notes and tried not to be too impatient. Fifteen minutes could be a very long time. No magic, and be good... got it.
Astronomy Lesson 3 :: Field Trip to the National Space Centre 
just be sure to include handing it over in your RP post! A reminder that you do NOT need to have done lesson 2's homework to participate (Due November 2nd *cough* hint *cough*).
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