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Hendrik · #1 (**permalink**) 06-17-2004, 04:19 PM

As you wander down the Hallways you notice a new door along the Eastern wall. Was it there last term? Quite possibly....as you approach the door you see a notice attached which reads:

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Attention All Students!

This is the Staff Room. Under no circumstance should a student pass through this door. Any student caught on the other side will be sent to detention immediately, no questions asked! Continous violations could result in suspention!

Being a curious student you try the doorknob....locked! Well, better not try again or risk detention....

Jessiqua · 09-30-2015, 11:52 AM

Mmm hot chocolate time, but it was always hot chocolate time! Besides a little planned meeting with the one and only astronomy professor. Beatrice threw a few beans into the air, catching them in her open mouth, whilst getting her hot chocolate ready.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-01-2015, 03:27 AM

Making his way down from the Astronomy Tower after filing away some paperwork and finishing up some final touches on one of his experiments, the suited astronomer strolled into the staff room with Pebbles following close behind on her signature pink leash.

"Ah, Beatrice, thank you for coming," he greeted the Transfiguration professor while heading straight for his mug and filling it with coffee. Some letters he had on his person were quickly discarded on to the table in front of him and Pebbles placed on her own chair. "I hope you are finding your post at Hogwarts to your liking?"

Small talk first. Medea had told him he ought to practice easing into more serious matters. Good at breaking ice...or something.

Jessiqua · 10-01-2015, 06:46 AM

Beatrice had her nose stuck in her mug as she drained the last of the hot chocolate, when she heard someone else walk in. She turned around, mug now empty, and saw the astronomer. She noticed a certain something trailing behind on a... Was that a leash? But she decided not to mention anything. Nope, not going to ask questions. No.

"Hello Airey, Beatrice greeted with a smile. Ahh she could just smell the coffee. "oh I absolutely am, thank you. It's wonderful to be back and teaching something I love so much." But surely that was everyone who came back to teach?

Nope, she wasn't even going to mention the rock and the chair. Now, her curiosity was soon to explode, wandering what had called for this meeting.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-01-2015, 02:50 PM

Earl Grey was his preferred brewed, but the man always seemed to move on autopilot when in the staff room so may as well go with the flow. The flow of dark brown liquid being poured into his mug that is. He opted out of adding either cream or sugar today - not that he usually added sugar anyway - and pulled up a chair beside Pebbles.

"Good. Stellar," he nodded while drumming his fingers against his mug. "Passionate professors is precisely the thing Hogwarts needs." Always needed. The school did have a reputation to keep up in light of all the bad press and acromantula attacks.

And now there was just long awkward silence, cut only by the dull thud of fingers upon porcelain.

"I actually need to discuss some...er...concerns I have in regards to one student. A Mr. Blaise Bellaire."

And a nice loooooooooooooooong sip from his mug was going to happen now. Nice and long and not awkward at all.

Jessiqua · 10-01-2015, 04:06 PM

Beatrice really wasn't sure what this was about, so she washed her mug and put it on the side, reminding herself not to forget the thing. There were still some Bertie Bott's in her pocket, so she pulled out the package and studied a few of them before putting them into her mouth.

"Would you like one?" she asked, offering the packet.

Beatrice listened with a slight frown as Airey voiced what this meeting was about. Blaise Belaire? "Hmm... What's the problem?" she asked, her mind blank.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-02-2015, 11:20 AM

Bertie Bott's. Hadn't he used them in a metaphor recently? Or had it only been Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes? Both?

Probably both. With a dash of stellar evolution on the side.

Wingers involuntarily wiggling, his brain registered this movement as a definite yes while offering his hand. "Please," he said while offering his hand in a giddy schoolboy tone. Maybe whatever flavor he got could help take the edge off this discussion.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh...yes. Mr. Bellaire," he nodded slowly once more. "There seems to have been a bit of an...misunderstanding somewhere. He came by my office, per my request, and shared with me he spent the entirety of your first lesson with his wand on the floor next to him and not performing the assigned spells but...." Swallow. Swallow more coffee. Swallow all of the remaining coffee in his mug. "...but still received praise for a job well done and is now under a false impression. Can you...confirm any of this?"

Would you look at that? Coffee all gone. Best run away...ahem....stand up and go get some more of that.

Jessiqua · 10-02-2015, 04:29 PM

Beatrice gladly offered some of the beans to Airey, curious to see which flavour he had. But the subject seemed to be on his mind, whatever it was, being the reason for their meeting.

Beatrice listened to his concern and nodded, a knowing look on her face. She recalled Blaise in the class, though she did remember seeing him with his wand in hand, at least for some of the class. "Oh dear, I hadn't meant for any false impressions. I recall him practicing the incantations with his wand for the first part of the lesson, but no, not the second part... I figured he was practicing the incantation, which is an important part of the spell" err... Perhaps most important, seeing as there was often catastrophic effects to wrong incantations.

"Being first year I thought he did well. This lesson was more of an...err.... Assessment for myself of sorts. Just seeing where they all were with their transfiguration, which students perhaps were skilled, who I could leave be a bit more, and those who were a bit more... Challenged. I saw him practicing and the effort I saw him put in was a good effort. I dont always expect success in the classroom but I praise effort above all else," she explained.

Did that make sense? She ate another Bertie bott. "Mark my words though, next lesson won't be an assessment for me." anyone struggling would be noticed by her and put under more observation and given the assistance they needed.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-02-2015, 11:00 PM

The astronomer professor bowed his head in appreciation for the beans, but set them down on the table for the time being. Especially since he was now doctoring coffee number two.

Palms pressed against one another, Airey leaned forward a bit so that his elbows were resting on the table and began to pinch his lips between his two index fingers. A sight that was thankfully hidden behind his other digits while he fell into a deep thought. While it may appear that way, it was far from 'he says she says' inside the astronomer's mind. The only truth that mattered was that Mr. Blaise was struggling and it was his duty as not only his professor but his Head of House to make sure that the derailed Gryffindor got back on track.

"And what is your assessment of Mr. Bellaire?" he asked, genuinely interested.

Coffee cup down, he reached for one of the beans and popped it into his mouth. Sugared violet. That was a pleasant little surprise.

Jessiqua · 10-11-2015, 09:26 PM

Beatrice kept a calm face as Airey put the beans on the table. On. The. Table. She could never work out how people had the self-control not to just gobble them up.

Beatrice took a deep breath, thinking for a moment. "Well... I do not believe him to be overly skilled in the practice," she said, rather diplomatically. "However I always believe that with practice, intent, focus, and fun, people can do well in Transfiguration. And that's what I plan on doing. It won't always be fun," of course not.

She could tell he was concerned for the young lad, which concerned Beatrice as well. "Do you think he would accept extra help?" she asked, quite sure she knew what the answer would be. Could she offer it anyway?

sweetpinkpixie · 10-13-2015, 02:11 AM

Continuing to make attractive faces by squishing his lips between his two index fingers, the astronomer listening carefully to what Beatrice had to say. He even nodded at all the appropriate places, and some not so appropriate as said nodding was attached to a lingering thought, he absently reached for one of the beans he had placed on the table earlier. Not bothering to spare a moment to inspect it's color, a folly as it was an unsavory grey color with black and brow stains, he chewed.

...

...

Oh THAT was rather unfortunate.

His face contorting - because WHO would actually enjoy eating dirty sock?! - he spit it out unceremoniously on the table and hurried to down the remaining bits of his coffee, dregs and all. ANYTHING to get that bad taste out of his mouth.

And speaking of unfortunate after tastes...

"No, I do not believe he will," the astronomer said. Especially not with the impression that he did not even need to try to receive praise. "But I am not giving him the choice. I have placed him on academic probation and his parents informed. I am also in the process of assigning him a peer tutor to assist with his learning and to be an extra set of eyes in the classroom." He eyed the beans while chewing on some of the coffee dregs stuck in his teeth. Yellow hues could really go either way. "I don't want to hinder upon your methodology, but Mr. Bellaire requires a bit more of a firmer hand it seems. Firmer hand and watchful eye or else risk slipping through the cracks."

Jessiqua · 10-13-2015, 06:04 AM

Beatrice's face cracked into a small smile, which she was trying very hard to subdue. His face just... how unfortunate. She was about to ask the million galleon question of WHAT FLAVOUR, when... he.... SPAT IT OUT.

ONTO THE TABLE.

Never mind that spitting was REVOLTING, it was also HER BEAN! Which she had GIVEN him, yes, but from her own packet.

Her bean...

Her face scrunched up in disgust at the sight of her poor chewed up slobbery bean on the table. Surely a little spell would bring it back to its original state? She couldn't figure out the words, her mouth opening and closing like a fish for a while. "You... you.... you spat the bean out?" she asked, rubbing her temples.

Merlin she was getting a headache.

But all beans aside, she took a deep breath with her eyes closed, counted to five, and let it out very slowly.

Not here.

No, Beatrice hadn't expected the laddie to accept help. She nodded, and went to look back at Airey but was unable to lift her eyes from the massacred bean on the table. "I would like to know the name of the peer tutor, once you've decided it, if that's okay?" She thought about what he was saying... a firmer hand? Beatrice? She'd LAUGH but the shock of the poor bean was still too raw. "Do... do you have any suggestions as to how I may do that without attracting attention to the lad?" She didn't want him to feel overly different than his classmates, after all. The whole teaching more than one student thing was also fairly new to the young teacher.

sweetpinkpixie · 10-14-2015, 10:19 AM

Airey eyed the half chewed bean on the table and gestured grandly towards it. "By all means, if you fancy dirty sock it's yours," he said, eyes as wide as full moons.

If not, he would gladly banish it.

Inspecting the remaining beans on the table, he opted not to try another. The dregs between his teeth were doing a stellar job of keeping the taste and any unpleasant aftertaste away. He could really go for a spot of Earl grey as well, but that was all up in his office. He couldn't have his tea without his tea set.

"Certainly," he assured her. He already had someone in mind and, to keep things simple, it would be a fellow Gryffindor. After all, if Mr. Bellaire ended up being the sort to run away, well, he had to come back to the common room at some point. "Well, drawing attention to the fact that he is reluctant to use a wand is rather necessary," he began. There really wasn't a way to avoid that. If the first year was spotted not using his wand, he had to be reminded to do so. "[B]There is no need to make a big spectacle out of it, but he does need to be held accountable for at least trying."

He considered telling her not to be so Hufflepuff in her praise, but that was rather like telling Spock not to have such pointy ears.

Jessiqua · 10-26-2015, 09:19 PM

Dirty socks... huh... that was what it was. "Uh... perhaps you should banish it, yes." At least it hadn't been a lemon, or coconut flavoured one.

She was thinking of a way she could best teach Blaise, and had started to tap her chin with her index finger. Hmm... "Yeeeesssss," she said, still thinking. She would have to think of a way, of course. Blaise's education was of far more importance than embarrassment. But what tactic should she use? "No, I know what you mean... I know what you mean..." Hmmmmmmm.... "I will keep a close eye on the lad if... WHEN he attends my class again. And if there is no wand in my lesson well... he can just go and get it then, can't he."

sweetpinkpixie · 11-07-2015, 10:19 AM

Sweet solstice. You would think that a dirty sock bean was ambrosia by the way Beatrice was reacting.

From one astronomer to you, it was not.

"It will be a process, and I will do my part as well in working with Mr. Bellaire to get himself sorted," he assured his colleague. He was a lot more than just a stars and galaxies man. He was also fluent in Klingon and Vulcan. "But it will happen. We have 7 terms to get it right."

Yup. Definitely done with the beans. And the dregs of his coffee were becoming a little much as well, so the lure of Earl Grey tea surrounding by his research back in his office was becoming more and more appealing. Work included, he had a few deadlines to meet. Especially after checking his sundial watch.

"Oh sweet solstice," he muttered, levitating his mug to the sink so that it could begin the process of cleaning itself. "Afraid I need to be heading back to my office now, but do keep me updated on any progress there may be. I will certainly be keeping you and the rest of his instructors informed."

Jessiqua · 11-07-2015, 11:53 AM

Beatrice nodded along with what Airey was saying. "Well I'm determined to get each and every one of my students through Transfiguration, so... yes, I DO believe we will do it." And she gave a nod of her head.

She believed in all of those students, even Mister Bellaire. Though, really... she would keep a strict eye on his wand situation.

And that seemed to be it on their meeting. Beatrice stood, mug and beans in hand. "Yes, I will do. Thank you for bringing your concerns to my attention, Admiral Flamsteed," she said, Vulcan signal in hand. Yes, she had read all of the rules. "Live long and Prosper." And not a teasing grin in sight.

sweetpinkpixie · 11-07-2015, 01:07 PM

"Live long and prosper, Beatrice," he saluted in return. He would no doubt see her again at dinner. Assuming he remember to come down from the Astronomy Tower for it that is. He had become so engrossed in his work recently that it was becoming a bit of an issue.

Airey bowed his head and left the staff room with one final salute, making his way directly back up to his tower.

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