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Post 2 main activity Hugo wasn't scared, or so he thought, he was surprised. Yup. But why the spell hadn't work out? Maybe the thought wasn't happy enough? It should be because there was no greater happiness than getting food when you are starving. He waited like 10 minutes before coming out, he needed to think again. Okay, he had a good one: watching his favorite soccer team win. Alright, time to scare the dementor. He took his wand out of the bushes and lighted up the place so he could see if the dementor or whatever it was, was nearby. Nothing was there. Good. The slytherin stepped out and started walking again, thinking of his happy thought. Man, Dante should be here to help him or at least for company. This labyrinth wasn't been very fun. And then, the dark figure appeared again. He was sure it was dementor. Maybe. Hugo was ready, happy thought in mind and wand pointing at the dementor. Dementors were really...intriguing. But he had no time to think about that. He had to cast a spell and do it right so he could tell his parents and Marigold. Hehe. He was going to impress her with that. The dementor was getting closer and closer and his hand was shaking. He thought again about his soccer team winning and tried to feel very excited and happy and with a circular movement, he talked loudly "Expecto Patronum!!" he saw a glimpse of white light coming from his wand but it wasn't enough and started to ran. Again. It didn't matter if the dementor was fake, he didn't want a kiss from that thing. |
Post 1 - Main Activity Jenna headed straight for the maze now, not wanting to second guess herself. Obviously there wasn't anything to be afraid of, especially since the professor had told them ahead of time what they would face, but it was still just a little intimidating. Not that she would admit that. There was no point thinking about it anyway because she'd reached the entrance and was heading on in...and felt like she'd walked into a completely different place with all the trees and bushes and things. Interesting. She kinda wanted to learn how to do this sort of thing now too. But first, the Patronus Charm and getting through this maze successfully - that was what her focus was supposed to be. So she continued on, taking a right, then left, right, straight ahead, and another right... And suddenly, darkness. Merlin, that was actually pretty startling. One moment she could see ahead just fine - the next, it was like all the lights had suddenly gone out. After blinking a few times and trying to get her bearings, she remembered what she was supposed to do - use the Patronus charm. Jenna paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself and bring her memory back into her mind. Then she moved her wand in a circular motion and said, "Expecto Patronum." Nothing yet...so she tried again. Deep breath, focus... "Expecto Patronum." The faintest of wisps appeared, but fortunately it seemed to be enough, and the darkness faded away. She squinted a little to let her eyes readjust to the light, moving forward carefully. Who knew which challenge it would be next. |
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As Nat praised her, Lux blushed. "My new strategy seems to be working really well!" It probably helped that not only was Bay the person who made her happiest, but he also made her feel safest. Maybe if Nat focused on that as well, she would have a lot better luck with her Patronus. Unless the only issue was that she wasn't confident enough??? "Do you want to try practicing a little as we walk?" It might help her feel better about her casting ability. That was when the stinking Lethifold showed up.... Of course. -_________- TIME TO GET YOUR BUTT KICKED!!!! Wand at the ready, Lux focused all her energy on focusing on her happy memories. It became easier and easier each time she tried to do it. [b]"EXPECTO PATRONUS!!"[/s] This time... this time there was an actual SHAPE to her Patronus. "Look, Nat!! I did it!!" Amazed, she watched the silver lion attack the lethifold before both disappeared. |
Post 4 SPOILER!!: Torieee! Woops! Had Torie splashed himself with water? Muddy water to be exact. Adi had just enough time to add it to his brain to use the Scouring charm and Hot Air charm on the boy when they were out of the maze when his attention was taken by the Lethifold. Yesh, yesh, Adi knew. He probably looked like an idiot lying on his stomach there but he was giving Torie (yes, he realised he had been mixing up the brothers' names As the 'Lethifold' retreated, the sixth year jumped to his feet. "That was awesome, Torie!'' The little dude was going to be a great wizard someday. Mhmm. .................. "Right behind you!'' Adi had his wand at the ready still as he hurried after James through the darkness and in the process stumbling over the same log that Torie had jumped over. "Woah! Lumos!'' Let there be light... and there was light! Adi quickened his pace as Torie lead the way out of the maze. "We sure did!'' The older puffer came to a stop beside his friend. "Great spell work in there, Torie!'' Seeee? He got the name right this time. Hehe. "Now hang on while I get you dried off.'' Cue the use of those two charms! |
Lethifold? SPOILER!!: the nice guy yes? Puck was about to turn to talk to Benzi when she saw it. The faux creature’s robes were moving as it crept closer and closer to her. The billowing cloak shifting just slowly enough to be utterly eerie in the darkness. Still, it was just lucky that it had to pass over…well no through the rock in order to get to her. To them. “Expecto Patronum” she cast again quietly this time and she watched as the protective shield formed guarding them from the encroaching lethifold. When it was gone, she just turned to Benzi and shrugged. “I…” she gulped, and stared at the maze for a moments time. “I’m alright,” she informed him, her tone almost clipped as she spoke. It wasn’t anything that he had done, it wasn’t even about the awkward the last time they saw each other. It was something else. She was standing there feeling exposed. “I just, this class has been draining” she frowned and shrugged her shoulder. “A-are you okay?” She asked her voice somewhat shaky as she spoke. Had he heard her claiming that she missed her? “ugh…before you answer or after it doesn’t matter,” she shrugged and glanced up at him. “I’m sorry if I made you feel awkward in there with the whole talking to myself thing…it kind of happens every time I cast a Patronus or…well, it might be what happens when Dementor’s appear.” She shrugged and glanced up at him. “I…just miss family….” She admitted as she turned and began to climb over the rock the lethifold had passed through. It didn’t mean she wouldn’t talk to him she just wanted to get out of the maze and never face a Dementor again. “my mum especially…she’s – she died. A long time ago.” She finally muttered out before climbing to the other side of the rock and waiting for Benzi well…if he wanted to get out of the Maze that was. |
Main Activity :: Post 1 SPOILER!!: Professor! Ethan BEAMED. That line…that all too familiar line of Princess Leia to Obi-Wan Kenobi. Ethan let out a series of whistles, copying the famous pop culture icon, R2-D2. Hehehehehe! If he is to go as far as the movie though, he could easily adapt the plot to real life. What if he just might be someone’s last hope, yeah? What if…what if something happens to his family, and he’s the only able wizard to save them all? Ethan knew that was highly unlikely, given the reputation of his family, but, he knows within that he should slack at things like…developing his magic. --- The moment his patronus came out of his wand, and took the form of a polar bear, Ethan could not help but smile at the sight. “I…shall professor.” He need not say more. He knew that his memory IS a powerful one. That memory literally gave back life to him, did he know? The Slytherin watched as Professor Dakest’s otter patronus interacted with his. How cool is that? Ethan willed his patronus to catch the other patronus zigzagging between its legs, and his polar bear ended up tumbling down…and shaking its head. “Is it…possible to control my patronus’ movement, professor?” he said as he blinked and lost his concentration, and the form of the polar bear cub dissipated into nothing. Finally getting the hang of things, Ethan went back to step one, and conjured his patronus once more. “Expecto Patronum!” his patronus reappeared, this time, it egg-rolled out of his wand. Well, would you look at that? Even his patronus is a comical one! |
Post 2 Main activity - Dementor Once in the maze, Benny was well aware that the three challenges were going to likely come out of nowhere. Not that he could see much anyway, between shadow and the trees and underbrush to try and prepare himself for something. And now that he thought about it, Benny wasn't sure if each of the three things they were supposedly going to come across would happen in a specific pattern or not. Here's to complete uncertainty...though at least his wand was in his grasp and raised in readiness. Be brave and think happy thoughts. And then he'd be halfway there, both calm about any surprises and with ammunition to get the spell to work. Benny thought he heard ragged breathing as he got to a certain point within the maze and as he turned a corne there was a chilly breeze before he was greeted with his first obstacle. A dementor. Happy thought...happy memory. This time it was a bunch of memories of his besties and him all together enjoying themselves. "Expecto Patronum!" he cast with exclaimation. The wisp appeared again, thoigh this time maybe a little brighter but it didn't win to send the dementor away. Benny strengthened his focus on the memories, picking out bits of happy context and tried once more. "Expecto Patronum!" The dark creature fled from the growing sinewy for of magic emmited from his wand. "Yes!" |
Post 2- Big Activity Xavier had carefully made his way through the dark passageway, but exactly as he came into the light there was a dementor in front of his face. He stumbled back in a panic. "Ahh! Exto- Extopolus!" No, that wasn't right. "Expecto Patronum!" More surprising than the dementor was the thin film of silver that appeared to be coming from his own wand. It was barely visible, but it was there. Clearly it wasn't enough to do anything because the dementor-thing was still approaching. Xavi didn't know enough spells yet for anything to be effective so he kicked wildly at the thing. Which of course, did nothing, but provided him the chance to think. And with thinking he quickly realized that his natural response should not be fight. It should be flight. He skirted around the creature and took off running further into the maze. |
Starting to Wrap Up There was a bit more noise coming from the labyrinth. A few more shouts, some bursts of light here and there. But nothing that tweaked his concern. No shouts for Circe or Merlin, which meant that so far, things were going relatively well. And there was no shimmer from the charmed labyrinth either. No disturbance to indicate that those 'quiet-terror' students were in a state of distress. For now, he could spend a few more minutes with those practicing the patronus. Everyone of whom was doing exceptionally well. But the emerging of a few students from the maze reminded him that there was a time cap on the lesson, and it was quickly drawing to a close. SPOILER!!: Toby It was interesting the way the boy nodded, almost in agreement and then almost immediately seemed to protest the request, and his own decision. A small frown worked its way onto the corners of Sabel's lips as he considered the boy. He understood fear. He understood hesitation. He understood it all. Maybe not the specifics of what were driving those things in Fuller-Thompson, but he had a good enough idea about how it felt. So, he wasn't unsympathetic persay, even though his simple cut tone and words might have alluded otherwise. "Isn't it ironic, how excuses on how you can't help yourself end up as excuses as to how you can't help others?" Sabel's gaze returned to the maze and he pushed himself to his feet, intending to let the boy mull that over. "I suppose the good news is, that no one seems to be in need of our assistance." He gave a clap to the boy's shoulder before moving off to make his last rounds of the class. SPOILER!!: AJ One of Sabel's eyebrows went up to her solution for the 'real world'. He was greatly tempted to remind her that she might want to line her pockets with plastic, but upon reminding himself of the words 'Professional' and 'Professor', he bit his tongue. Wrong place, wrong time. Best to just, nod and walk on. Which he did, at least relieved to see the denial hadn't broken her spirit. SPOILER!!: Sophie As he made another pass through the class, Sabel caught Brown's eye. She was still helping Adair, which was more than fine by him. In fact, it was encouraged. There was often little better way to learn than from the support of friends and peers. There was an understanding and trust that could never be gained by his title. He gave the young girl a nod, though he couldn't be entirely sure on what she was thinking. And guessing was often a dangerous game when it came to young people. So the nod, would have to do. SPOILER!!: Ethan Sabel had to laugh at the R2-D2 impression. Really, how could he not? And his grin stayed firmly in place as he watched the patronuses interact. He was proud of them all, for how far they'd come, for how hard they were all trying. He just hoped, they didn't end up loosing interest or faith in themselves, or the charm. It could be easy to do, and hard to undo. But he wasn't too concerned about Mordaunt at the moment. His attention turned to the kid, and he had to think a moment before answering. "It is, in a way. Depending on intention and focus. Such control is often utilized when the patronus needs to carry a message. But you could probably manage it for other things." His patronus skittered back as the bear reappeared, going to try and hop on its back for a ride. "Otherwise they can kind of be left to their own devices, a mixture of the representative animal behavior and your internal thoughts, intentions and emotions." ---------------------------------------------- With more students coming out of the maze, and the practicing group as varied in emotions as it was, it seemed like now would be a good time to conclude the lesson. Walking into the center of the room, Sabel projected his voice, allowing it to echo through the labrynth and over the gathered students. "Aright everyone, time to start packing things up for your next class. For those of you in the maze, take your next right and then left. It'll let you out at the back of the room. Come around and gather your things." Lovely thing about magic, charms in particular. They were so handy-dandy. "As I said before, if you have any questions, or need any help I am more than willing. Come grab myself, or one of your classmates. You all did a fantastic job today." And that was...it. Provided he didn't have to go into the labyrinth and rescue some ickle student who thought left was right and right was left. Heya all! Soooo that's a wrap. I'll be closing the thread in about 8 hours, so feel free to finish up the activities. As Sabel said, your student should be able to get out of the maze without much of a hitch. Thanks so much for playing! Was a ton of fun. Homework will be posted in the next few days (or by Monday latest) :) |
#4 He did take a few moments to get up and dust himself off, and that was all because he really did hope he could face the lethifold again... unfortunately for him it didn't seem appear to be a possibility. Shame. Still, with his wand at the ready, Zeke continued through the maze contraption until he reached that other side. He was out, he was free. AND... He HAD made some progress with the charm. But he needed to keep working on it. Perfecting it. He wanted it to be REAL, corpoREAL. As far as he was concerned, he was practically failing, and failing wasn't an option. Where was Sabel? He needed help! Hearing the man's voice, Zeke followed the direction to where they had started originally, and was disappointed to hear that they had to pack up and leave. This had actually been super fun, and deadly useful. Sigh. "Sa..... Professor Sabel," Zeke corrected himself, "... I think I still need help with this one, how do I know if I'm using the right memory? There are lots that are so similar and just..." yeah, WHICH ONE WAS THE ONE HE NEEDED TO FOCUS ON? "Or is it just me? I can get a shield happening, but it's not corporeal." Just another thing he needed to add to his list to work on. |
Main activity post 3 (sorry it got so long...) Norah had sat down. Again. Except this time she wasn't on the floor and she wasn't playing with glitter or anything so really that was progress if you thought about it. Or maybe it wasn't progress because without the sparkly swirlies it wasn't apparent how she'd be able to get happy enough to cast this darn patronus anyways. That bit didn't even make SENSE because she had been much happier before she'd started trying to cast this spell, which was all sorts of counter-intuitive. She didn't even take a second to smile at the fact that she could use big words in her head and actually know what they meant. And THAT'S how she knew that this was a big big big problem. Stupid patronuses (or lack thereof) ruining everything. If only they weren't so CUTE. She sat on top of her desk swinging her legs and beginning her attempt to regroup. Start fresh. All that jazz. That was what her mum told her to do whenever she tried to learn something new, and even though it hadn't really worked when she'd tried to learn to knit, draw stuff that didn't just look like blobs, plait her hair, or really ANYTHING else, it was going to work this time. She'd decided, and fourteen year old decisions were big enough to matter. The fourth year trained her mind to exciting things instead of looking at all the people going into the maze or making puffs of white come out of their wands. She thought of sparkles and hugs and kittens and camels and plants and swimming and getting all the way to the top of a tree. She thought of when she ran so hard the wind whistling past made her ears feel like they were going to fall off. She thought of the big chocolate cakes her mum would make her on her birthdays and being a detective with Hayden and when her potions turned out right and the first time she got to go to Diagon Alley all by herself. Norah swung her legs one last time as she thought and thought and thought about all of those things, before sliding off the desk and onto her feet again. She stood up tall with her wand in hand as she came up with more and more good thoughts that swirled around in her head like a tornado. As her eyes found Toby, she imagined that she could blow all those thoughts right out of there and so she did, because her imagination was in charge, remember? Fourteen year olds got to be in charge. Norah exhaled in Toby's general direction, imagining that he could catch some of the happy thoughts even if he was all the way on the other side of the room. That didn't matter. She exhaled and exhaled until she started to feel dizzy but she didn't stop until there was only one thought left in there. The tornado was over and she had her memory. The Hufflepuff raised her wand as she let this memory take up the entire space of her brain again, but this time she didn't try to force it to be happy enough. She just let it be there, taking up space and making that space warm and lovely with images of little Sebby, baby Marcel, and all of them together with the book and the smiles and the pride and the peace and the power. She held her breath, not wanting to breathe this thought out like she had with the rest. "Expecto Patronum! With her mouth shut tight again, she traced a circle in the air with her wand which proceeded to clatter to the floor right after emitting the teeny weeniest puff of white vapor in the history of the whole entire universe. But guess what. It was THERE for a second before it disappeared and Norah's wand and jaw both fell all the way to the floor. At least her jaw was nearER the floor, anyways. Same difference. Not bothering to pick her wand back up again, she climbed onto the top of the desk and pulled both knees up, now covering her mouth with both hands to keep from shrieking aloud. She did something. She made a whole entire teeny weeny puff of white vapor that was good for a grand total of zero things but that wasn't the point. The point was that she'd done something. Norah uncovered her mouth and used her hands to stabilize herself as she craned her neck to see if Professor Dakest had seen. She'd done something. SOMETHING. SHE'D DONE IT. |
Post 4 Angel was scared very scared now, why had she chosen to do the maze, seriously she had misjudged this one and what was it with the saying if your going to fail you might as well fail badly, well she was going to fail in style by the looks of things. Angel was getting ready to cry here it was dark and very scary in this place. "Lumos!" Angel decided that she wanted some light, once it was light she realised she was at a dead end, this was just so scary now, she turned around and walked around for a bit... luckily she seemed to be avoiding the Dementors for now. Angel suddenly saw light... how awesome was that, cancelling her spell she went towards it and realised she was at the end of the maze. "Let there be light." Angel was shaking and she hoped the Professor couldn't see the tears because she was trying to hide them... at least she had done it which was more than she had expected... she had made it to the end which was an achievement for her. |
post 2 Things had gone relatively easily for a while after she’d gotten past the darkness, but then Brooklyn wasn’t about to relax yet. There were still at least two other challenges to get past, if Professor Dakest had been telling the truth. Not to mention, everyone else who had entered the maze. She could hear noises up ahead, but ignored them for the most part, continuing to go by her tactic of keeping her hand on the wall. At least, she could do that when there weren’t trees or bushes she had to loop around, along with the unexpected pool of water on the ground that reminded her of last term and the swamp invading. She didn’t have anyone to climb on for safety this time, but the puddle was easy enough to get around. At least she didn’t need a raft this time. There wasn’t anything in the corridor she could use to make one anyhow. She’d kept walking forward, turning right where she could and left if there was no other direction to go. In all honesty, she was starting to get bored with it all, until she felt a faint cold seeping into her from up ahead. Not weather cold either, and she stopped for a moment to remind herself that there wasn’t any reason to be afraid. Nothing in her was real, and she could probably just knock the ‘dementor’ she assumed was up ahead over had she wanted to. Yet she hadn’t actually seen it yet. Maybe it was the pretend lethifold, but she didn’t think those messed with emotions. Finally stepping forward again, she kept her wand pointed ahead of her until she saw the hooded figure. I’m not backing down, she thought, keeping that sentence in her head even as she went back to happy thoughts. Focusing on the first time she’d put on her ballet shoes, knowing it was something that her sister couldn’t do… “Expecto Patronum!” Her wand traced the now familiar circle, and she nearly smirked as a brighter bluish mist burst from the tip. She was getting better at it. All she had to do was find the right memory, but until then, back to following the maze hopefully til the end. |
All Toby was seeing was that frown. It didn't have to be huge for him to notice it, in just the same way that Toby's parents' sighs and frowns only had to be miniscule to make him worry, and same with Soph, and Ella, and even Botros, and... yeah. He quickly looked away, back to his hands that had at one point gone back to fiddling with the thread again. Toby concentrated on that, finding it more productive than to focus on the feeling that he had been the one to make the patient Professor Dakest frown. Isn't it ironic, how excuses on how you can't help yourself end up as excuses as to how you can't help others? Toby wasn't sure if it was the words, or the tone, or the fact that these were the professor's parting words before he stood, or maybe a mixture of all three, but it hit him like a ton of bricks. He simply sat there for a moment, stunned into silence and stillness. And thank Merlin he was still looking straight down at his hands, because Toby suddenly didn't trust his eyes not to betray him in more ways than one. The words were probably meant with the best intentions, perhaps to spur him into trying for other people's sake, but the only way Toby took it was as a sign of his total failure, and not the sort he could just brush off so easily. For reasons, Toby always put a lot of his self-worth into helping others. He was a Protector. And he'd failed today, because he'd tried to put his own needs first (which he very seldom did), and it hurt. It didn't matter that nobody had needed his help. He'd still failed. And now his sense of self-worth had just plummeted right through the floor. The clap on the shoulder went almost unnoticed, but it did serve to jolt the Hufflepuff into action at last. As Dakest walked off to see to other students, Toby finally pushed himself to his feet. But rather than rejoin the main group, he walked quickly through the room, head bowed low as he ordered himself to let no tears fall just yet, and out the classroom door. Only when Toby knew he was clear of the classroom did he break into a sprint, down the corridor and out of sight. |
post 3 The fake dementor had fled at the sight of the mist, and Brooklyn had wasted no time at all in moving forward again, her hand finding the wall yet again as she proceeded. There was no reason not to trust her plan of attack, after all. So far, it hadn’t failed her. She didn’t think she was irreversibly lost, anyway. She doubted the professor would allow her to be irreversibly lost. Not his first year teaching, and besides, Aurors were supposed to protect people. Maybe that was why he’d been hired, because of last term and Gregoire dying. The Headmistress had wanted protection at the castle. More than what the other professors could provide by themselves. It wasn’t as if she’d trust Professor Flamsteed with keeping her safe, or a few of the others. Maybe Professor Bellaire and Healer Murdoch though. They were strong, and besides, her House leaders. Even as she’d continued that train of thought, she’d kept moving forward. Turning right when she could, or whatever direction the path veered. There had been a small pile of boulders in her path she’d had to climb over, but her hand had found its way back to the wall soon enough and she’d begun wandering if there in fact was a pretend lethifold in here anywhere. So far she hadn’t found it. Maybe tha t meant it wasn’t there. Except, as she’d turned another corner, there was suddenly a pool of blackness ahead of her. Actually, not a pool. What looked a bit like a flying carpet, except inky black and oppressive, and she eyed it suspiciously. It didn’t look threatening, but neither had the swamp until last term. Both had inched closer to her, though, and she’d lifted her wand again. No time to waste. Momentarily wondering if the previous memory would work again, she almost forgot about the lethifold until she realized it was nearly on top of her. She was not going to let a pretend dark creature kill her. Not Brooklyn Andrews. Not her. As the single word appeared in her head, the memory of when she’d been Sorted and had been so very happy she’d been somewhere else than her sister had been, she whipped her wand up above her, making the familiar circle motion as she loudly spoke. “Expecto Patronum!” A bright mist burst free, still not anywhere close to a creature like the professor’s otter but much solider than any of her previous tries, and the lethifold fled. No, it vanished, and she abandoned her methodical approach to the maze. Running, she turned corners until she saw the exit. She’d found a memory, anyhow, but she was definitely done with this maze. She’d slowed down to a walk as she exited, though, just in time to hear that the lesson was over. Nobody had seen her lapse. Not at all. She'd gathered her things once she looped back around the outside of the maze, and exited with a nod to the professor. She'd just work on the spell on her own. |
Post 3- Big Activity Luckily, the dementor did not pursue him further into the maze, so Xavi just kept running. He'd heard or read or something that if you always turned the same direction in a maze eventually you would get out. So left it was. Left. Left. Left. Waiting for the lethifold, whatever it was. He was just starting to worry that he was lost when the professor called out that the activity was over. He said to turn left, then right, and that would lead him out of the maze. Was that true for everyone? Everyone at different points in the maze? Well, Xavi took him at his word, made the appropriate turns, and emerged into the classroom full of people who'd made it out faster than him. Probably because they knew that stupid light charm. He would have to ask someone about that. Or read up on it. Regardless of being practically last, he was out of the maze and that was what counted. Besides, he'd made barely-visible filmy stuff that in a year he hoped would be a patronus! That was enough of a thrill to keep him from being upset at his slow progress. |
Post 3 Janelle was continuing on through the scary maze, when she heard the Professor's voice above her very loud heartbeat. The class was ending? She didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed that she hadn't encountered the leithfold yet. She could use more practice in a semi-real life situation, but she wasn't really looking forward to encountering a leithfold. The dementor was bad enough. Following the Professor's instructions, she made a right turn at the next intersection. Still expecting something to leap out at her at any moment, Janelle kept her wand in a death grip. She kept walking until she was able to make that final left hand turn. Knowing that she was almost home free, Janelle decided to try the spell one more time. She thought her happy thought, made a circle with her wand and said, "Expecto Patronum" Her puff of silvery smoke was now becoming more like wisps that lasted just a little bit longer. She was not completely there yet, but she seemed to be making steady progress.......so that was good. Just a few more steps and Janelle found herself outside of the maze. Not a moment too soon. Once she was safely outside, Janelle stopped and took a moment to gather herself. If that was make believe, she hoped she never had to see a dementor in real life. Once her pulse had returned to normal, more or less, Janelle made her way back to the other side of the classroom. She gathered her things and headed toward the door. As she neared the exit, Janelle called out, "See you later Professor. I'll keep practicing until I get it." This was one spell that she could not wait to master. |
Zhenya made her way out of the maze, a huge grin on her face. But she did feel a bit tired. Maybe a sleep would be nice, actually. And as soon as she was out of the maze/labyrinth, Professor Dakest called an end to the lesson. Oh, so soon? Zhenya made her way over to where her things were and collected them, then walked past Professor Dakest. "Thanks for the great lesson, Professor. It was really... something extraordinary." It was, being able to practice, learn and cast the patronus charm. |
Main Activity Post 3 Still a bit fluster from the dementor encounter she pushed herself to continue on. She watched every step she took making sure to step over any sticks or twigs trying to keep quiet. Up ahead she took a left and then one more climbing up over a large rock that blocked the path up ahead. Only to jump down into a puddle of mucky water that reached her knees soaking her sneakers and pants. Letting out a deep sigh Hady wadded through it and back up onto the embankment. Gross. She had to keep going though that was the only way to finish and get out of here. Brushing her hair from her face with the back of her hand she kept going holding her wand firmly in her hand. Around another left turn and through some brush, under a branch that snagged her hair causing her wince a little as she pulled her hair free. Stupid branch. Grumbling to herself she ducked down under another branch just in time to see the lethifold gliding towards her. A startled yelp escaped her lips as she stepped backwards into the tree. There wasn't anywhere to go but forward. With a shaky hand Hady raised her wand drawing the circle motion over and over as she pulled up her happy memory holding onto it tightly, “Expecto Patronum!” A bright bluish-white mist burst from the tip of her wand lighting up the air as it formed a shield around her, the lethifold vanishing instantly. The shock of the lethfold and then the bright shield from her wand taking her by such surprise she didn't even realize what she'd done until the shield disappeared just seconds later. Blinking several times she lowered her wand as she just stood there. It wasn't a full patronus but it was way more then earlier! She'd managed the shield and know knew she'd be able to get it right with more practice. With a small grin she continued onwards until she reached the end and emeraged back out into the classroom. As she grabbed her things from the floor by the wall she heard the Professor state the lesson was over. With her bag in hand she returned her wand to its holder and waved to the Professor. "Thanks for the lesson Professor, have a nice day." Now it was time for a much needed shower. |
Post 3 - Darkness With the dementor done with Benny was ready to move onto the next challenge that might come his way. As he walked he wondered if perhaps he wasn't using the right memory..that it wasn't strong enough for the intentions of doing what he wanted to do. Momentarily lost in his thoughts and memories, the sixth year hadn't noticed right away that it had gotten progressively darker until her was really surrounded by darkness. It appeared he had stumbled upon the dark corridor as mentioned by the professor. Steadying himself and the wand, Benny gathered his thoughts and happy feelings and tried again at his patronus. Please let this work, he mused to himself as he prepared for the casting. "Expecto...Patronum!" Incantation spoken, wand moved in circular motion as directed, happy thought in mind. This time it was of playing quidditch and being part of the team. In response, he was greeted with a considerabbly larger wisp and cloud that almost looked like it had a shape. Woah! It was enough to brighten the corridor that was for sure. |
Norah wasn't going to try again. No way. That'd just be pushing her luck and she knew the tiny whisp of white was most definitely luck. There was no need to fail again, she was perfectly content with that tiny whisp.....mostly. She tried not to look as people came out of the maze with all their triumph, even though usually other people's triumph was even better than here it wasn't really that kind of day today. She'd blame that on the weather and nothing else. When Professor Dakest announced the end of class, the fourth year stood quickly with her packed bag already on her shoulder. Wand. Riiiiight. She squatted to pick it up, trying to remember how good it'd been when she'd dropped it for doing something right. Funny how that never happened in class. Norah held tight to her wand as she walked past Professor Dakest and gave him a small smile, nowhere near as cheerful as at the beginning fk class but it was okay. It was going to be okay, okay? She wasn't allowed to not be okay. It was a rule. "Thanks for the lesson, Professor." She paused and looked at him, a shy smile slowly taking over the polite one that has been on her face. What a nice guy. Reminding herself that it wasn't polite to stare, she slowly turned around and walked out the door. She needed tree climbing time and she needed it now. The great hall simply wouldn't do. |
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“I see...” obviously, he was still at awe with the recent revelation of his spirit guardian. But...a polar bear though? Ethan felt the need to ask WHY he got a polar bear for a patronus, but, just like what the Professor told them earlier, the differing opinion of his peers WILL corrupt his patronus. He didn’t want that to happen, thank you very much. What mattered at that moment was not the patronus per se, but the revelation of the power and strength of his memory. Ever since that fateful day, he knew that, for him, that moment was very special and sacred. “I have this...theory professor,” Ethan started as he watched his patronus give the otter a bear hug. “In order to sustain my patronus, I suppose I shouldn’t invest in connecting with it physically...like...staring at it to make sure that it won’t go away, but rather, connect to it...emotionally...” Did he...make sense? “Like...how masters and padawans connect even if they’re lightyears apart? They have this...sort of ‘bond’ invested in the Force.” Oh maaaaan. Did he go overboard? “Sorry, I’m nerding out. Let me know sir, if my patronus will stay behind...” he did not even wait for Dakest to respond, and just went on to shut his eyes and turned his back away from the man and his patronus. As he did so, he reached out to his guardian emotionally...like...like, the Force. “Did...did it work?” he called out. |
"There, Torie! You're all good as new.'' Well, as good as knew when he had entered the class. At least now Torie was free of mud and yucky water. Adi patted the boy on his back before shuffling over to his bag to pack up his stuff. Oh yeah! There was a certain girlfriend who needed a Chocolate frog. He would give her one as soon as he spoke to Dakest. Torie would be getting one too because he was an AWESOMEEE partner. The sixth year approached the Professor. "HI, Professor!'' Cue the excited shifting from one foot to another. Gosh, it seemed to have become his habit! "I'm here to take you up on that offer.'' Had it really been an offer? Adi saw it that way. Hehe. Anyway, he got down to the point. "I can hardly produce a wisp so I can use all the help I can get.'' He was such a lame duck. No, a lame badger but maybe Dakest could schedule something soon? |
So far, students were appearing rather regularly out of the maze. No dire mishaps of left was right and right was left. Good. Text Cut: Individual Goodbyes/Responses As the last student left class, and all goodbyes were said, Sabel shut the door to the hall. For a moment, he turned and considered the maze. It looked bengin to him, harmless. But perhaps that was because he had created it. Hopefully, the students had learned something important. Even those that had proved less than enthusiastic about the lesson. It took him a few minutes to disable to charms and spells that held the maze in place. Once it was all cleaned up and the hall looked like the normal practice hall again, Sabel left the room, leaving the door open for those students who wished to return to test their skills. OOC: Hey guys! Lesson's all done. (Sorry had to cap it before work). If you were working on a response when I closed the thread, please just PM me and I'll add it in :) :) :) Thanks so much everyone! Hope you all had fun! ^_^ Homework will be posted either tonight, or Sunday night (GMT). Keep an eye out for it :) |
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