FIRST

to

CLASS!


Zahra spun into the room, offered Professor Potions TWO HIGH FIVES, and went to find a seat. Gonna be a good day in POTIONS!

Eden had her BIG GIRL pants on--well, she had on a skirt, because UNIFORM--but stilL! It was an expression. She was going to try REALLY hard at Potions this time and she would be AMAZING and make a GREAT potion to make up for her FAILED hate potion...

...which hadn't worked. Ooops?

Oh. She walked in, waved at Professor Culloden. "Hello, Professor." She said with a small smile as she took a seat at a....desk. Well then. This was different. She took a seat since there weren't many people there yet. She also noticed the lack of cauldrons and wondered if they weren't even making a potion today? That would quiiiiite a relief, wouldn't it? She glanced around the room for someone she might at least know a little...hmm.

Potions, one of her favorite classes.

She wasn't late was she? Oh wow, she was early...in fact pretty earlier than she had anticipated. Phew. Well that was certainly a relief she had to admit, not being late obviously. That would be a terrible thing, especially if she had been rushing again...flash back to History of Magic. But instead of going into that, the third year made her way into the Potions classroom & gave a proper, "Good Morning Professor...I-I hope you are well.." She bowed her head as she did a quick curtsy before turning on her heel to choose a desk closer to the front.

Oh was that that nice girl Eden from Charms?

Potions class.... this wasn't her favorite, but the idea of mixing and brewing stuff always seemed exciting, so Ophelia wasn't complaining. And besides, it gave the eleven year old the chance to MAKE something, an activity that her mother would not often let her do out of concern for the safety of the house. Not that the first year blamed her. Because there had been some.... incidents in the house with her and her elder brothers and sisters.

Whhhhhhaaaaaatttttt? They WEREN'T going to make something? Awww, happiness fail. Ophelia sighed, noticing all of the equipment they wouldn't be using. Great, this would be like actual school. And what could they be learning in potions class without the use of actual POTIONS? Was there something going on? Did the last potion fail really badly, or was the Professor not happy with something? Heading to her desk, the first year wondered if maybe they had these often, just days when the group learned about ingredients or chilled instead of learning how to make potions.

Turning to the girl next to her, Ophelia noticed that she looked older. Good. "Is this kind of thing normal?" No, really, she really didn't know! And it seemed weird that the blonde didn't. But the littlest Clarke girl was completely in the dark about this.

"Professor, why aren't we using cauldrons today?"

Agatha was used to seeing that part of the dungeons different from all the rest, but this time it was even different from itself. That got her blinking a few times as soon as she entered the room. The way professor Culloden was smiling also made her blink. How odd.

"Hello..." She greeted him nonetheless and slowly made her way to a desk. Suspicious Agatha was suspicious.

Toby had figured from the signs on the notice boards that today was probably not going to be a practical lesson, but that still didn't stop him from BELIEVING OTHERWISE. He entered the room with a look of utmost hope on his features, like that maybe there would be cauldrons and stuff all set up and he'd have been wrong. But nope. Nope.

Finally resigning himself to the fact that today was likely going to be all theory and brainwork and thinking and NOT moving around, Toby made his way to any old desk and sat there, trying not to look TOO disheartened. Potions was one of his best subjects, after all, maybe this lesson wouldn't be TOO hard to focus on.

He could hope.

"Hi Professor C," the Hufflepuff greeted the Potions Master, with a small smile of his own and a wave as he got his note-writing stuff ready, already bouncing and fidgeting away.

It was time for Lux's favourite class.

Skipping into the room, she waved at Professor Culloden. "Hello!" He got a smile before she made her way over to her... DESK?! Confused, Lux blinked and looked back at the potions master before taking her seat. "Professor Culloden, we are making potions today...right?" This new set up was making her feel confused and uncertain.

Sweet Merlin, it was too early. Really. Who in their right mind decided to put a lesson in at THIS time? It was a Potions lesson, though, which made it harder for him to grumble at the time and whatnot. A couple of yawns, some breakfast and a vigorous shaking of the head later, and he was more or less awake and down by the potions classroom. Ready to make something new and--

WHAT IN THE FREAKING NAME OF MERLIN WAS THIS?

What.

Just.

WHAT?!

Grayson stared -- STARED -- at the setup as he took a couple of steps inside the room. Jeez, this was POTIONS. Weren't they gonna make something epic today? No? MAN. If this was going to be a lesson where they sit and take notes, the boy was going to be very bored. He did not work well in lecture-type classes. Practical lessons were the BEST. THEY certainly weren't boring and it was one of the reasons why he loved Potions so much.

Yeah. So. Professor. "Hey Professor Culloden!" he said, smiling and nodding at the man. Take a seat? Sounded like a good idea. Heading over towards an empty, cauldron-free spot, the fifth year sat down on the cushioned seat, glad that something was still more or less the same.

The room was different which made the second year suspicious. Why the sudden change, hm? She'd read the notice about bringing her wits which she ALWAYS had and she wondered if they'd be doing only theoretical things today. Still, they could've still done that with the old set up, yeah? And did this mean she'd have to listen to her classmates? Like ALL of them? She didn't know what to feel about THAT.

"Hi Professor." He looked happy, did he know? Maddie slipped into the nearest seat and placed some parchment and a quill on her desk. Then she sat back with her hands clasped in front of her and waited for things to start.

"Oh HEY!" HAHAHA "The cauldrons ARE missing!" Zahra hadn't noticed. Hehe.

"Professor's got something SNEAKY up his sleeves today. I hope it's not a boring lecture! Hey, is it a guest speaker?" Hmmm, Professor Potions? ANY HINTS?

Layla had actually enjoyed potions quite a lot last time so she had reasonably high expectations for the coming lesson. But those expectations had vanished the minute she saw there were no cauldron stands and the classroom looked oddly empty. This was potions right?

The blonde entered the room with a split second confused frown on her face before making her way over to an empty desk. On the other side of the classroom from Eden in case anything went wrong. She didn't trust her fellow Ravenclaw's skills after the events of the last lesson, girl could've blown the place up with her faulty potion.

"Hello Professor" she glanced quickly at him before settling into the cushioned seat. "Did you decide we ain't good enough for brewin' or somethin'?" she asked half jokingly. But seriously? Did he not trust them?

Wouldn't blame him.

Gabe was here....and leagues more comfortable about the situation, too......Probably because the professor had green!lighted his and Jeremiah's little side project...and he was going to help them. Relief.

Entering the classroom, Gabriel managed a miniscule smile towards the man and muttered, "Hello" before finding a seat. Near the front. He'd be okay if he was close to the teacher, right? People wouldn't...bother him that way....Made sense to him.

......and Zahra got a SCOWL...just because it was Zahra. HMPH.

Jasmine arrived at the Potions classroom hoping that she'd be properly focused and mistake free in class. Stepping inside, she noticed that a few changes had been made in the room. She wondered why, and if it had anything to do with what they'd be working on today.

Spotting the Professor, Jasmine greeted him. "Hello Professor Culloden", she said cheerfully. He was looking much better today than he was last time. When she saw her friends, Jasmine gave a wave to Eden, Lux and Maddie. She found a seat and dropped her bag. Then she took out her notebook and quill, ready to get started.

Ian came into the class, his yellow satchel slung over his shoulder. Walking into the room, Ian stopped short just after the threshold. The classroom had been the same for the last couple of years and now.... WOAH! this was not what a potions classroom looked like in Ian's brain. It looked like a proper classroom. Ian just took a moment to soak it in. He sure was glad he'd read the notice board.

Ian passed the professor and gave him a greeting. Good day, professor. Ian thought about saying more! but didn't have anything witty to add. He gave a head tip, hand salute to the professor and headed for the back row. When he got to an empty seat, he dropped his satchel to the ground and slid into the seat. He opened the flap and reached in for his erumpent guide and starting reading about illegal poaching decimating the population.

It was lucky the Potions classroom was so close to the clever little room where Red slept, so that the fact that Red was running a bit behind this morning meant she was still pretty early. Finding her red cloak was easy, but filling the basket she carried with a jar of soup, a plate of cookies, a bundle of flowers, and her kitten was much more difficult. The kitten had been particularly stubborn, and she'd been forced to leave him behind.

It wasn't clear why she had to be in this dreary room, except that she felt she had to, and Red tiptoed into the room and glanced cautiously at the man sitting at the front. He was all sharp smiles and pleased expressions, and Red was completely sure that wasn't really a professor man at all.

"My, my," the girl murmured as she slipped into a seat. "My, my, my. What very big eyebrows that man has."

Again down in this dungeons. It would much better if they were in a tree or something. It was just dark and depressing down here. Not sure why he was here in this room but something in the back of his head said he had to come to these things.

Fine.

Not like it was an adult telling him too.

"To die would be an awfully big adventure, wouldn't it?" Peter asked the adult behind the desk. Maybe he would not have such a big stick up his..yeah. As the adult with the tea who just loves trees.

Maybe

Blink blink. Bliiiink. Something was different. Norah narrowed her eyes and scanned the room, searching for a difference. Ah, no stands for the cauldrons. WAIT. NO stands for the cauldrons? She walked to the nearest seat and slumped down into it. What was the fun of potions if they weren't even gonna brew anything? Deciding to try and make the best of it now that she had gone down ALL those stairs to get to the dungeons, she sat up a little straighter and began to pull out her note-taking things. Bleh. "Hello, sir." THAT'S RIGHT she had remembered her manners. Culloden did get a lot of pouty faces today, uh-huh.

Another potions class and Benny had to admit he was a tad less anxious about it this time around. No happiness potion in sight but he did remember what Professor Culloden had said during their little chat and hoped he could follow through with what had been given to him. It helped when he had noticed on the classroom announcements that it had said to bring textbook and notes only. No mention of his cauldron or gloves or anything else of the sort.

So perhaps he was in for less of a shock than some of his classmates when he made his way down to the dungeons and the correct room, entering it to find just desks and chairs. Granted the comfy chairs of before, but still. "Good day Professor," he greeted the man politely as he made his way further inside. His gaze then moving around the room to find familiar faces only to be somewhat surprised when he noticed he was the first in their little group to arrive.

Uh oh...was he going to get flack?

Be threatened with the nurse and hospital wing again?

Taking a deep breath Ben pushed past it to find an empty seat, making sure there were three others nearby. There he would await the others when they arrived.

Was it just him? Or was potions one of the more intense classes as far as work load was concerned? .... not to say he didn't appreciate it, but yeah. Lots to keep busy with.

Grinning, Zeke wandered through the dungeons and arrived at his destination, the clas----sroom. Uhhhhh. "Hi Professor!" he greeted as he stole to the front of the room again. Where were the cauldron stands huh? Why THESE desks huh? WHAT WAS GOING ON TODAY? And theory was not an acceptable answer. It's what he sucked at most.

Unpacking his things, he waited for the lesson to begin.

Rumplestiltskin was SUPER EXCITED for potions - until he didn't see any actual POTIONS around the room. Oh my. This was not a good sign at all. If he had to sit through ANOTHER insane class that didn't help him at ALL with his quest to start the largest gold spinning operation of all time, he was going to stomp his feet so hard in annoyance he just might fall through the floor!

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

It was lucky the Potions classroom was so close to the clever little room where Red slept, so that the fact that Red was running a bit behind this morning meant she was still pretty early. Finding her red cloak was easy, but filling the basket she carried with a jar of soup, a plate of cookies, a bundle of flowers, and her kitten was much more difficult. The kitten had been particularly stubborn, and she'd been forced to leave him behind.

It wasn't clear why she had to be in this dreary room, except that she felt she had to, and Red tiptoed into the room and glanced cautiously at the man sitting at the front. He was all sharp smiles and pleased expressions, and Red was completely sure that wasn't really a professor man at all.

"My, my," the girl murmured as she slipped into a seat. "My, my, my. What very big eyebrows that man has."

While deciding where to sit, Rumple saw that girl from the Snake House that he'd come to the defense of - the little, innocent one that he could easily coerced into doing his bidding. He smirked at her and sat down in the seat next to her. "Hello Red," he said with a grin, calling her that because of her hair and having no idea that she was actually going by that name at the moment as well. Hehe. Coincidences and all.

Time for another potions lesson! He was quite interested in seeing what they were gonna make this time. He saw other student's beat him here. He smiled and saw the professor was at the front of the room. He smiled and said, "Hello Professor!" He swung his bag over his shoulder and decided to go find his seat. He always picked the window seat. Once he found it closer to the front, he sat down and got his book out and doodled and doodled some more. He waited for his friends to show up too. He wondered where they could be?

Arriving at the dungeon once again, Aladdin decided to get cozy down here. Most likely he'd be visiting this place while he was here, so he might as well get used to it now while he could. Surprisingly, he hasn't ended up in a cell already! This was a miracle! Normally guards would be chasing him around constantly, but being able to finally kick back and relax was the good life! This was amazing so far!





Seeing two people he's seen before, he walked over to them. The one he nearly almost accidentally tackled to other day because he dive bombed to a magic carpet, which turned out to be a defective one sadly. The other person was the guy, who Aladdin most likely figured was a conman, he made a deal with. Hopefully he worked out all the fine edges on that deal they made so it wouldn't come back and bite him. That was the last thing Aladdin needed to go wrong, was a deal with most likely someone who had devilish powers. Maybe this man was Jafar in disguise...that would explain it!

Jafar would want Aladdin's Genie, so that's why he made the deal with him. Also during their class that was outside in that weird maze type of thing he pulled Aladdin away from Jasmine! Maybe this was all part of his wicked plans! "Jafar...I've should've known." Aladdin said glaring down straight at the man, not even bothering to take a seat. His eyes locked straight at his. Now this was serious...

Looking at the girl Aladdin told her "Best watch out with this cruel man! Jafar will do anything in his power to take you as his own most likely! Whatever you do, don't tell him any of your secrets, or he will use them against you. You won't be able to hide from him...even he can see through the best of disguises, even magical ones." Staring back at the man who Aladdin assumed was Jafar "Isn't that right Jafar? You're going to try to steal my Genie when we find him aren't you?!" He exclaimed, banging his fist on the table. Aladdin would get answers out of this man, whether it was the easy way or the hard way.

It was too early. The Gryffindor couldn't even feel her eyelids that refused to remain open. What was this life? Why couldn't they sleep til noon and work til 6? She'd be gam--whoa someone redecorated majorly.

Lex stopped at the door for a bit, wondering if she'd taken the right turn after getting to the bottom of the staircase, but see, she couldn't have been wrong about her class location because others were here and Collarbin was here too. Another strange matter to add, he was kinda smiling. Was she meant to read into that? This new setup was hardly conducive to having Potion Buddies who's side of the desk you could lean on and steal things from. Bless Dima, such a Hufflepuff at heart he was.

When it didn't seem she'd be finding the answers she wanted at the door, Lex finally entered the room and took a seat near the middle like always. Hopefully these chairs still adjusted depending on height.

"G'morning Professor. Quite the early class, eh?" As in, WHY? Did no one know how much the girl appreciated sleep?

Merlin.

It didn't seem that weird to Sophie that they were going to have a practical lesson today. Really, considering how many classes they had throughout the whole term, could they REALLY brew a new one every single lesson? So practical was fine with her - it gave her an opportunity to think about the subject of potions in general, how ingredients reacted with each other, and gather all sorts of ideas for what kind of potions COULD be useful in the future. Meaning... what kind of potions needed to be invented. The kind she needed to invent. With Culloden's help. Obviously.

They were gonna invent a new groundbreaking potion if it was the last thing she ever did.

Offering the man a little salute as she stepped into the classroom, she was only momentarily put off by the change in set-up - but as long as the desk closest to his desk at the front was free, she was content. And it was. So she made a beeline for it - she made sure to teasingly ruffle Toby's hair along the way - and there was no plaque sitting at that corner desk to reserve it for her, so she shot a cheeky sort of grin to Culloden. Didn't he KNOW it would be a necessity? Hmmmm? Hadn't she EARNED it?

Maybe when the tables came back. Hehe.

"Hi, sir." She gave him a "sup" nod and took out her materials to take notes and stuff. And... Zahra was asking about a guest speaker? She could do it. Sophie Brown could teach this class, and she almost spoke up and cheekily offered to do it, but instead she just kept to herself and griiiiinned.

...But why were people arguing? Jafar? What...?