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The Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom looked as it usually did: devoid of any unnecessary items such as desks, chairs and most other pieces of equipment you'd find in a normal classroom. In fact, the only things that made this rather empty room look like a classroom were Professor Hirsch's desk and the large blackboard that sat behind it.
Looking around the room, you'll find that it was filled with the usual items you'd see in Professor Hirsch's class: mats and cushions were scattered around here and there, filling up most of the classroom floor but with enough space to walk between them. Don't worry, they're quite comfortable to sit on.
Something that might catch your eye is what happens to be on Professor Hirsch's desk. A number of musical boxes have filled up the desk, ranging in both size and style. Each musical box is different in both the dancing figure that sits inside as well as the musical chimes that ring out when you open it. Confused? The board might give you some clue as to what you can do with them...
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Feel free to pick up a musical box before you go and sit down. There should be enough for one per person. You may play with it as much as you want before the lesson starts.
Something else near the desk? Hirsch himself, of course! The man was standing next to the desk, arms crossed across his chest and looking as cool and collected as he usually did. Behind him, stood a number of dummies that usually stood in the Training Room or the Duelling Arena and looked pretty normal for now.
So come in, grab a seat and wait for the lesson to start.
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While he had ignored Dora who stood behind him in line to greet and grab a music box, and he had continued to ignore her while he began reading his crime book, the Ravenclaw couldn't help but noticing her looking at him...or was it the little first year that sat next to him? With a dirty look when he had to look up to see who was talking to him.
He hoped the kid hadn't seen it and he shut the book close. "He does?" he replied. "Don't tell me what happens if you know" in case he was the kind of person who blurted out spoilers.
Looking at Dora for a split second, Mason then turned back to the first year. "Hi i'm Mason, i've seen you around but never gotten your name" other that it was...odd...
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Rooney had definitely forgotten about his DADA class today and had therefore had to rush towards the classroom from his dorm completely unprepared. Whether his forgetting was on purpose or not, he didn't know or didn't choose to know. Out of breath, he stumbled through the door apologising quickly to his Head of House. It didn't seem like he had interrupted any proper lesson shenanigans and therefore he didn't feel quite as awful. His satchel was full of his potions textbooks from the last lot of studying he had been doing.
He gave the board a quick read, took the nearest musical box without thinking about it and went to sulk on a cushion as far away form his ex-girlfriend as he could try to be. Rooney Bronwyn did not want to see her face right now when he was stuck thinking about the music box he had been working on for her for their first anniversary. What anniversary? The one that would have been coming up in the next few days? Yes, that one. The one that didn't exist anymore. #dramatic
Defense Against the Dark Arts had always been one of Henry's favorite classes. He liked most of the practical classes that allowed him to use magic, plus there was almost always some sort of fun game where they got to practice what they knew or something new.
He was a little uneasy about coming back to this class though, feeling like he faced his own dark arts whatever fairly recently, and wasn't sure what might come up in class that would remind him of what he tried to forget. He supposed that was part of why he initially decided to sit out the rest of dueling club for the year, though he was starting to regret that decision. He needed to find some way to get past this.. and.. for today, he would be fine. Henry plastered on a smile before he headed into the classroom. See? He was fine. Completely fine.
"Hello, Professor," he greeted Hirsch with as much mustered enthusiasm as he could as he walked past once he maneuvered through the maze of mats on the floor. Music boxes? That was... curious. Henry looked at the selections on the desk before picking up a soft blue box with gilded edges. The melody that began to play when he opened it was rather haunting but it was also the carousel horse inside that kept him transfixed for a moment. Distracted for now, he made his way to an empty spot on one of the mats to wait for class to begin.
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Hogwarts classes were getting much more difficult as the year drew on, but, in the case of Defence Against the Dark Arts, Abey was actually not at all deterred. This was one of the few classes he liked to attend almost ALL the time. If he could replace the classes he didn't like with Defence Against the Dark Arts, he would be a very happy Abey indeed actually. But he couldn't so maybe he would just continue avoiding all those other lessons. Maybe. Actually.
Stepping into the classroom, Abey noticed all those strange boxes immediately. What they were would have been a complete mystery to him, were it not for the fact that the other students had picked them up, and some had opened them so that the telltale sound was... well... telling tales.
Did... was he supposed to take one too? Yes? No? Maybe? Abey stood there, peering at the blackboard for a moment, a frown becoming more and more apparent on his face as he staaaaaared at the words. It was difficult to really know everything written up there, and so actually Abey just quickly gave up, BECAUSE he was resourceful enough to take a guess and just follow what everyone else had done, and also that was way quicker. It was RISKY, following others and not knowing for sure what he was supposed to do, but it usually worked. And so, he blinked and rubbed his eyes and went to pick up one of the music boxes as well, before taking a seat on one of the mats, close to that one Hufflepuff Henry. Because Hufflepuffs (which was what Abey was actually) needed to stick together, see. And also there just happened to be a space right there.
Oh. Wait. Hold on. OH. WAIT. DISTRACTED. Abey looked up again SUPER QUICKLY at Professor Hirsch and gave him a smile. "Hello Professor Hirsch! I hope you're having a really actually good day!" Really actually.
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Junia filtered in juuuuust after her cousin, looking a bit sheepish. She was running late this morning and it had thrown her whole day out of whack already. Like her hair wasn't as neat as it usually was, she hadn't had as good of a breakfast as she normally would've, and her socks were two different lengths, which she couldn't quite figure out.
Grabbing a rather ornate music box from the desk, one of the last there, she gave Professor Hirsch a polite smile and hurried to find a seat.
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Text Cut: Natalie
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo
Well, this was peculiar. Peculiar. She had rediscovered the word in a book she was reading and decided to put it to use. And this set up really was quite peculiar. The classroom was pretty empty, which was fine, but there were musical boxes and dummies and the professor looked as if it were a completely normal circumstance.
"Hello, professor," she said skeptically, eyeing the man slightly before considering her options of music boxes. She took one and opened it up before deciding that she liked the tune and the character inside. Then she found a seat on a mat and crossed her legs, the box in her hands.
It didn't take long for the first student to start entering the classroom and Hirsch found himself looking towards the newcomer. "Hello, Miss McKinley. Welcome." That sceptical look hadn't gone unnoticed and was met with a slightly amused look from the man. There was nothing fishy going on here.
And yes, this was pretty normal, wansn't it?
Text Cut: Leon
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Originally Posted by FwooperOnYourLeft
Leon was always excited for DADA class, he felt it was one of the most essential classes for his future career and an Auror, not to mention he admired Professor Hirsch also. The man had to be one of his favorite teachers in this school, right next to Professor Meyers.
He walked into class with a smile on his face and he smiled as he saw the Professor. "Hello Professor Hirsch! How are you today? " He asked as his grey eyes landed on the desk...
Those looked like.. Music boxes?
The Ravenclaw instantly looked st the board and read the instructions.. Oh! Okay.. so they most likely weren't cursed.
The seventh year picked one up and looked at it for a moment before moving to sit down on a mat..
Huh..
Ah, if it wasn't an Auror-to-be.
Hirsch turned his attention away from the young Slytherin to look over at the Ravenclaw who'd just entered the class. "Hello, Mr Kennedy," he said, giving the boy a smile, "I'm very well, thanks. How are you?" Seventh year was a tough year, after all.
And was that a hint of constant vigilance? If so, the man would be very proud right about now.
Text Cut: Carlton
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Originally Posted by potterobsessionist
Carlton didn't attend all the classes. He tried his best but these last couple of weeks were tough and he spent more time in the hospital wing (talking non-stop to healer Reed) instead of actually going to class. Big crowds and all that.
But defence against the dark arts was important. Maybe more so now than before. He hadn't been able to defend himself against the monster, he'd be dead if it wasn't for Henry and Roo. But if the monster decided to take him again, he wanted to be as prepared as possible. Which is why he was among the first students to arrive.
He gave professor Hirsch a solem nod. Han Solo. Long time no see. "Professor Hirsch. Hi." A little bow in respect and then he moved to take a seat.
"NAT!" FRIEND. Carlton grabbed one of the music boxes (after giving the professor a questioning look). For me? Yes? Yesss. He picked one and went to sit next to his bestie. "Hi." He gave her a small smile and sat down next to her on a mat.
If he was completely honest with himself, Hirsch didn't expect Carlton to turn up to his lesson. Considering everything that had happened, he'd thought that the boy would want to sit lessons out. These things took a while, after all.
So a look of pleasant surprise crossed the Defence Professor's face when the boy walked into the class. "Hello, Mr Lewis. It's good to see you." Really, it was.
And that questioning look? Hirsch gave him an amused one in return. Don't worry, it'll make sense later.
Text Cut: Charlotte
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Originally Posted by Tegz
Five Things Charlotte Kettleburn Loved About the Universe That Currently Happen to be in Evidence:
1. Dueling dummies!
2. Not having to sit in desks!
3. Music boxes!
4. Professor Hirsch and how he thought outside of the music box and constantly kept her engaged and challenged!
5. Getting to touch and/or play with anything rather than having stuff hidden behind some mysterious blanket!
Charlotte swooped in, in a better mood than she had been in a while. Sure Daxton things were still getting her down, but her friends were safe, she'd seen that Liv was back, and generally speaking, things were on the UP.
"Hello professor Hirsch!" Helloooooo music box! Charlotte DID notice the dummies, those were actually pretty exciting, more so than the music boxes, but of course she zeroed in on those too. They were PRETTY. And people were taking them? So she'd take one! before she'd even looked at the board lets be honest She picked a little, delicate one that reminded her of one she had at home, except this one was more cheaply made (BUT STILL PRETTY! CHEAP DIDN'T MEAN IT WASN'T PRETTY!!) And it had a little ballerina that Char honestly thought looked SO much like Olivia. Even down to the expression she remembered her friend always having when she used to dance. Hum. Maybe she should offer this one to Rooney when he got here (because she was okay about things now, even if timing wise, she kind of had got there a bit late considering she had heard that they broke up and everything).
(It didn't matter).
(Char was pretty sure it wasn't permanent).
(The break up, not the relationship).
Okay but where was she going to sit?
AS CLOSE TO THE DUMMIES AS POSSIBLE, OBVIOUSLY.
YAS.
The good mood coming off from Miss Kettleburn hadn't gone unnoticed and, in fact, Hirsch was glad to see her in such a good mood. "Hello, Charlotte." He almost wanted to ask why she was so happy all of a sudden but decided against it. It probably wasn't in his place to ask.
Was he surprised that she was sitting right near the dummies?
Not at all.
Text Cut: Liv
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Originally Posted by Govoni
There was absolutely no way Olivia would ever purposely skip a Defense lesson (if it could be helped). Nope. Never. So, here she was... with bells and a genuine smile on. Had Professor Hirsch missed her? Had he noticed she'd been gone?
Despite being absent, the Gryffindor had kept up with her DADA coursework, utterly determined to not have fallen behind when she did eventually make her return. Now... it was time to see if she'd been successful. It would be a bit of a challenge, considering the location was back to these dreary, enclosed classrooms. Perhaps Liv could talk Hirsch into some outdoor lessons sometime. Personally, she'd found a mark improvement in her own casting with the fresh air and change of scenery. Nothing but the sun and clouds above her...
Oh... Music boxes.
Taking more time than was necessary in selecting one, the blonde ultimately settled on an old fashioned one; made of amber and hardwood. It reminded her of a music box she'd seen on the telly once, belonging to Catherine the Great; even though that had been fictional? It was for entertainment purposes, so... Mythical in it's existence.... It was still very striking and beautiful, however, even if a bit cheaply made. But then again, why would Professor Hirsch give them anything valuable to practice magic on? It wouldn't have made much sense.
Hmmm.
The classroom was already filling up quickly, and Liv found herself a little... er, unsure... about where to sit and who to sit near. It wasn't like History of Magic, where she'd been one of the first to arrive... Uh... Near the middle... Off to the side. No need to attract too much attention to herself. "Professor."
Anyway, she wanted to inspect her music box a bit more. That didn't require an audience or some dramatic performance. Not yet, at least.
Well this was a surprise, wasn't it?
Green eyes found another familiar Gryffindor who, up until recently it seemed, hadn't been around. He smiled back at her, glad that she seemed to be looking happier than she had done in one of his previous lessons. Maybe the reason behind her disappearance had helped?
"Welcome back, Miss Phillips. It's good to see you again."
Text Cut: Dalton
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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley
God, she looked pretty today.
Dalton tore his gaze away from Charlotte and cleared his throat slightly as he stepped further into the classroom. He could feel the tops of his ears going red, and knew that his hair was no longer long enough to cover it, but he wasn't sure he cared. With a frown, and a nod to Professor Hirsch, he picked up the first music box he saw, and wandered to the back of the classroom. Of course he gave Charlotte a little smile, but it was perfunctory at best.
He couldn't help it. He hoped she didn't hate him for it.
Why was this boy frowning? Sure, he didn't expect everyone who walked through those doors to be besotted with the subject he taught but surely, it wasn't so bad, was it? Unless, of course, the boy just wanted to look 'cool' or whatever it was that teenagers liked to look nowadays.
Hirsch gave Mr Fletcher a smile and a nod of his head in return.
Text Cut: Brent
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana
Alright, it was time for Brent's favorite class, so of course he was really upbeat, energetic, happy, and ready to go. On one hand, he was kind of ashamed to face Professor Hirsch. Both of his duels had failed, and neither him nor his opponent had won. He had hoped to do so much better in the Dueling Club. Hopefully he'd be allowed back in next year...
He walked into the class, not surprised to see just mats and cushions for seats instead of desks. Passing by Hirsch's desk, he grinned at the man who taught his favorite subject. "Hello, Professor Hirsch," he said. He selected a music box then went to claim a mat. He wasn't really a music box playing kind of dude, so he just looked at his music box while waiting for the professor to get things started.
The boy had nothing to be ashamed of, did he know? He'd done well in his duels, as far as the Defence Professor was concerned. Besides, no one started off perfectly in a club like this.
Hirsch smiled back at the young Slytherin before saying, "Hello, Mr Westwood." It didn't matter which musical box the students picked up since they all had the same function, more or less, but it was still interesting to see how many of the students decided to play with them and how many just let them sit there. It wasn't cursed, Mr Westwood. Just saying.
Text Cut: Kitty
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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog
Kitty strolled into the defense against the dark arts classroom and glanced around for clues as to what this lesson may be about. Almost immediately she spotted Professor Hirsch and the music boxes. Making her way over to one, she said, "Hello professor, how are you?" She picked up a silvery music box with a curios figure beside it. "Curious!" she exclaimed, eyes widening in delight.
Amused. Hirsch was very amused with this entrance.
It was as normal as ever and even contained a normal greeting he'd expect from the Ravenclaw Prefect but...... curious? He shot her an amused look before saying, "Hello, Kitty. I'm very well, thank you. How are you?" Feeling even more curious?
Text Cut: Leesha
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Originally Posted by Sonea
Whaaaaat o whaaaaat would happen during this lesson? Excited because she had liked most of the previous lessons she wanted to know what she would learn today and… When she entered the classroom she looked… Surprised! Music boxes? But… Why? For as far as Leesha knew it, those music boxes were commonly used and practically ONLY used by muggles, unless those boxes were charmed with magic… Not sure what to think about it she walked closer toward the professor and smiled friendly at the teacher. “Hello professor” again she smiled friendly because it was ALWAYS a good idea to show some respect for the person who was able to give her housepoints!
After reading what was written on the blackboard she picked one of the music boxes she liked, it was a blue colored music box and she liked it! Why blue? Because it was a cool color, better than pink what was SUCH a girly color… Bleh! With her box in her hand and her school back hanging over her shoulder she picked her usual place, close by the window so that if the lesson would became boring that she always could distract herself by looking outside. Sitting down she looked at the music box and she tried to find out if it was a random muggle one or if it was a charmed one and more importantly, she tried to find out WHAT she was supposed to do with it!
Hirsch liked the look of surprise that was on most people's faces as they entered the classroom and saw the musical boxes. It might be very weird and not at all something you'd expect from a Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson but it would be connected later. Somehow.
"Hello, Miss Griffel," he said, shooting her a nod and a smile in return. Let's see how she fared in this lesson, eh?
Text Cut: Kat
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Originally Posted by SarcasticStrawberry
It was the days that Katerina had Defense against the Dark Arts, was the days that she felt most excited, and motivated, do even do lessons. Its seem to radiate off to her other lessons. She had been spending tons of extra time in the training rooms when they wasn't too busy with others in the room. The rest of the time she was studying mostly defense.
She had so much energy heading up the first floor, from the common room. Long blonde curls bouncing with each step she took, her bag swinging over her shoulder. Heading into the normally not so normal DADA classroom. You could always tell you were in the right classroom, no desk no chairs. Was this even a classroom? "Helloooo Professor Hirsch." Heading by the desk.
Music boxes!!!!
All of them were so different. Choosing one of them was going to be super hard. After several minutes, and picking up a couple different ones. Ones that had caught her eye not just wasn't clicking with. She supposed that it was important to pick out one that she liked. Otherwise Hrisch would have had them all look the same, right? FINALLY she picked one and went off and found a spot in the room to examine the music box farther.
Ah, Miss Delgado!
The Hufflepuff's enthusiasm for his subject had been noted as well as her visits to the Training Room and the extra practice she was putting in. He did like it, really. It showed a sense of passion and determination for the subject he loved so much and he was certain that, when the OWLs came round for her, she would pass his subject with flying colours. No worries here.
"Hello, Miss Delgado," he said, shooting her a smile. She seemed excited, didn't she?
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Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur
Yes. Finally! DADA class.
Noelle's favorite class. She entered and grinned at the mats and cushions. Then her eyes traveled to the board as she carefully made her way through the mats. Music box? Alrighty. Noelle grabbed one and gave Professor Hirsch a warm smile. "Alright then professor?" She asked before grabbing a music box and heading for a mat to sit.
Noelle sat towards the front but to the side. She opened the music box and listened as her eyes took in the rest of the classroom. It was good to see everyone back in class. It was also good to see the dummies in class. Noelle was well acquainted with them. She couldnt help but wonder how music boxes went with the training dummies.
Ah! If it wasn't another familiar face and another face that was bound to do well in her Defence OWL.
No pressure.
A smile spread across his face at the sight of the Gryffindor and he said, "I'm very good. How are you, Noelle?" Excited for the lesson? He would be surprised if she wasn't. And something told him that she'd be good at the practical portion of this lesson.
Text Cut: Etta
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Originally Posted by Lady of Light
Etta LOVED this class. Especially the dueling part of it.. but she doubted if they'd be dueling in class today. Instead, there were musical boxes? And that made the Hufflepuff extremely curious. What were they actually going to be learning in class today? "Hello, professor Hirsch. How are you today?" She beamed at him before heading over to his desk.
Etta picked one of the boxes in random before finding a mat for herself somewhere near the middle of the room and sat down, staring at the box in hand.
Hirsch smiled at the Hufflepuff as she entered the classroom. She was rather good at duelling, did she know? There was room for improvement, sure, but she seemed to do better than he expected for a first time dueller. Something to remember, this was.
"Hello, Miss Kramer. I'm doing well, excited, even. How are you?"
Text Cut: Natalia
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Originally Posted by Bazinga
Natalia thought about not coming. She thought about hiding in the practice room, but after the last time she decided this was not the class to skip. He knew and he would come looking for her. So instead of missing Natalia took a few deep breaths and headed into the room.
Her eyes scanned the area for someone she could sit by. Stepping into the class a bit more she glanced at the music boxes and picked one up. Hi professor" she turned and headed to find a seat. Placing the music box down she took her seat and pulled out her parchment and quill. She wondered what they might be doing today. What could be so evil about a music box? Nat honestly wouldn't be surprised what evil could possess such a beautiful thing. It seemed everything in life had its evil side.
................. Oh. This was another surprise.
Considering their previous conversation, Hirsch didn't really expect her to attend his class today. She needed some time to relax, after all. Time to get better and a full-on physical lesson wasn't going to help with that. Sure, he would have gotten worried and seen to her to make sure that she was okay, but this wasn't necessary.
Still, he was glad she'd decided to attend and he gave her a warm smile as she addressed him. "Hello, Natalia." There were a number of things he could say to her but now wasn't the time. No. Maybe this was her way of trying to heal, after all.
Text Cut: Daisy
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Originally Posted by Crayola
Even if Daisy ever wanted to skip DADA class -- which she didn't, because Hirsch was very nice to look at --, it would be a terrible idea considering what they now knew about the portal!Hogwarts. There was still a long way to go before the end of the term and no one knew if they would get sucked into it or not. Maybe the spell they would be learning today would save their lives!
Ooooor not.
When she walked into the classroom and looked over at Hirsch's desk, Daisy stopped. And blinked. And tilted her head. Wait, what? She really hadn't been expecting that. Cute as those music boxes were, they didn't really seem to fit in a DADA classroom. Especially when those practice dummies were in. Professor Hirsch never had anything unnecessary clogging up the classroom space, however, so clearly those would be used in this lesson.
As would the music boxes.
????
The Slytherin moved forwards to get the music box that had grabbed her attention, a nice silvery one with green detailing. "Hello, Professor. Everything's alright?" She had to ask, okay? The thought that he had lost his mind and that was why they were being instructed to pick a music box (!!!) had crossed her mind. She turned at that and moved to find a mat near the middle of the classroom she could sit on.
Ah, these lessons were never boring, were they?
If he was completely honest with himself, this greeting was amusing, as was the confusion at the music boxes. Maybe he should include more weird items in his lessons, just to see the look on the students faces as they had to handle them.
"Hello, Miss Carden. Everything's good. Great, even." See? Completely normal over here. "How are you?"
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Originally Posted by Suziella
As usual, as of late, Juno was running to get to her class on time, and this was her favorite class so she had to be there on time. She slowed her pace when she was close enough to the open door, and walked in, panting.
With a wave and smile she greeted the professor, "Hello, Professor Hirsch! Hope you're having a good day." She saw the instructions on the board, grabbed a music box, and found an open mat next to Leon.
She plopped down with sigh. Not having her morning run was really getting her out of shape! Or maybe it was jogging up and down the stairs all day...probably that. She grinned and winked at Leon, whispering a small, "Hey." Before looking over the music box.
Time was ticking on and it was getting closer and closer towards the time where he'd have to close the door and start the lesson. But not before some more students wandered in. Or, in the case of the Prefect, entered as if they had just ran a marathon.
"Had a good run, Miss Darcy?" She wasn't late, she had nothing to worry about. "Thank you. I hope you are as well."
Text Cut: Levi
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Originally Posted by Oesed
As always, Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons felt very much like going to war. Not that Levi had any point of reference whatsoever on how going to war actually felt like, but. The important part was that while that mostly everyone in the room seemed to be brimming with excitement, the fifth year was already frowning in concentration before the lesson even started.
"Hullo, Professor Hirsch," the boy greeted very solemnly, as he retrieved one of the music boxes (???) and occupied one of the mats at the very back of the classroom. Levi made point of not looking at anyone; the less distractions the better.
Here was another frowny kid.
Having taught one Daxton Prince, Hirsch was almost used to this but it was still a cause for concern. After all, look at what happened to Daxton. "Hello, Mr Kenning," he said, giving the boy a nod of his head and watching as he went to sit towards the very back of the class. One of the cool kids, eh? Maybe that explained the frowning.
Text Cut: Elle
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Originally Posted by SilverTiger
Things were still not entirely normal, not in Elle’s opinion. It wasn’t only the vague sense of menace from the mystery of the portals, either. It was things closer to her, and she had found herself following Nat into the DADA classroom out of concern for her. She’d known she couldn’t do anything, either to make the Head Girl attend or regarding the reason for her malaise, but that didn’t change the fact she would have if it was possible. Plus, for once she had left her hedgehog in her dorm, asleep in the center of her bed. DADA wasn’t a safe place for him given the possibility of them practicing hexes and such.
“Hello Professor Hirsch,” she had greeted him softly, sending a glance toward the training dummies afterward. Just curious, considering the combination of the dummies and the music boxes. Of which she had collected one that looked like it was possibly made out of mother-of-pearl with a vine pattern inlaid into the surface. Just because it had caught her attention more than anything, the delicateness of it. She didn’t expect there’d be anything that fit her better. Amusingly it reminded her of her wand. Either way, she’d turned to go take a seat next to Nat, sending the brunette a smile.
It was interesting to see which style of boxes the students picked up, wasn't it? Not that it mattered, of course, but he was just curious to see which ones their personal preferences pulled them towards.
"Hello, Miss Penrose." She got a smile from the man as well, especially since she had gone to sit down next to Natalia. Good. Keep her company, okay?
Text Cut: Mason
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi
Another DADA lesson. It did not surprise him when he entered the classroom that there were no desks or chairs in the room to make it look like a normal classroom. Instead, his dark brown, almost black eyes scanned the room for an empty seat and made a mental note to sit on the one nearest the wall in the middle.
But before that, he noticed that the other students were grabbing some kind of item from the Professor's desks so following what they were doing, Mason turned and walked towards the music boxes as well. "Uh...hey Professor Hirsh...thanks for ..giving back..you know.." he shook his wand arm slightly where his wand was hidden in its wrist holster. He got the clue right? Not everyone needed to know he had gotten his butt kicked by a girl AND had his wand stolen... Before he felt his face getting red, the Ravenclaw grabbed a random music box and walked to the cushion he had just seen before.
When he sat down, it was then that he really looked at the music box and turned it over in his hands to look at it. The box itself was almost black but it had a purple hue over it when it was bought in to the light. It looked pretty to him. He then placed the box in front of him and checked his watch. Great, he still had some few minutes before class would start. So he opened up his school bag and pulled out his crime novel book and began reading.
Yes, Hirsch knew exactly what the boy was talking about. It didn't take him long to figure it out and he certainly didn't need the extra clue of the shaking of his wand arm but he knew. He got the clue.
"You're very welcome, Mr Winslow." The boy got a reassuring smile from his Head of House. No, he wasn't going to tell anyone.
Text Cut: Dora
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Originally Posted by Erindipity
Dora hadn't STOLEN anything. Ahem. She took it away. HUGE difference. Besides, Mason had it back now anyway. What was the big deal?! The blonde resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she came up behind the Ravenclaw and cleared her throat.
Move along.
Averting her eyes, the Gryffindor grabbed a music box and gave Hirsch a little wave, not entirely past the Mason thing that had just happened, OR the fact that Hirsch had embarrassed her.
Hmph.
After securing the box the Lion headed for yhe first available mat and folded herself down on it. This was NOT how she had wanted to start her DADA lesson, but now she was in a full on strop and there was no going back.
Thanks a lot, Mason Winslow. Always rehashing old stuff and making Dora upset.
Was it amusing that the next person to enter the classroom happened to be the one person linked to Mason's situation and what he was talking about?
Very.
"Hello, Dora," he said, returning the wave and hoping, maybe, that the girl wasn't upset at him after their meeting in his office. Or maybe she still was?
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Not that anyone had even bothered to ask but: Althea was very much over the school term. She didn't know why but the end of the year always seemed to drag on. Anyway. As per her brother's insistence, she'd made an effort to be more of a team player and be more present in class. Flashing the professor a quick smile she plucked a small music box and made a beeline for Levi.
On her way over she passed near Daisy and gave the girl a small pat on her head. Acknowledgement that she still liked her (mostly, anyway.) As she sat down, she leaned close to Levi and asked "Why didn't you sit next to chicken girl, Big L?" Because she wasn't actually over the whole initials-for-nicknames thing, and would ride it out until she grew tired of it.
Hirsch glanced down at his watch quickly. There was still quite a bit of time left before the start of the lesson but he was getting more and more excited to start.
He looked up, just in time to see another student enter the classroom. Just a smile? No matter. He gave her a smile and a nod in return and watched as she went to sit down next to Mr Kennedy. Company was always a good thing.
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DERF WAS SO EXCITED!
Granted, the first year was easily excitable, but Defense Against the Dark Arts was one of those subjects that he had taken quite the liking to and NOT like Care of Magical Creatures liking because he already liked that before he had even boarded the Hogwarts Express for the first time. Bounding into the room, Derf made a beeline riiiiiight for Professor Hirsch and greeted the man with a BIG GRIN.
"Hi profes-ss-ss-sor!" he chirped. "I wrote your girlfriend s-some fanmail!" JUST SO HE KNEW!
Grabbing a music box at random - one with a carousel horse figurine - Derf moved to find himself somewhere to sit when his bright blue eyes fell on an older Ravenclaw student and the BOOK in his hand. "Ooooh! My dad has-s-s that book!"
Seat found. Hello older friend.
And here was a student who knew far too much about his personal life than he would've liked. Sure, he'd been the one to tell him what he currently knew but..... still. He knew too much. Far too much.
And his words said enough.
Hirsch, who'd been smiling at the boy's entrance, suddenly found that smile dropping and his eyes widening as he registered those words. Fanmail? To Ariadne?! This was almost as bad as his mum cornering Ariadne and talking about weddings. "What did you say in the fanmail?" And more importantly, did she read it? Did she know that he attended Hogwarts?
He had a lot of questions.
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Genny walked into the classroom with a passive aggressive attitude. She did not want to act all childish and butt-hurt over what happened with the professor the other day but also she had integrity so... she wanted to express how betrayed she felt with the decision of getting some people into the portal again without including her. Although Tory did say he was not sure about this rumour.
She went up to the table, ignored the professor's presence (whcih was the hardest thing she'd ever done since she passed up on dessert after her big lunch yesterday) and grabbed a musical box, then with a spin chose the furthest seat away from the professor.
It did hurt to see him standing there all strong and respectful and everything she loved about him without getting to acknowledge him, but she was convinced she was expressing something very important that touched her very personality.
So. Yeah... definitely not going to wane....
....................... Well.
Hirsch had thought that the girl would've had time to heal and maybe get over any hurt feelings she'd had to endure from him but no. Apparently, he wasn't worthy of so much as a smile as she entered the classroom and that made him feel very sad, indeed. Surely, he wasn't worthy of this bad of a treatment, was he?
Sigh.
Nevertheless, whether she saw it or not, he shot her a small smile as she went to sit down.
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....Not her favorite class. One of her favorite professors, though...to look at...so...
Lucy took a pretty looking music box off the desk, greeted Hirsch with a smile, and looked around for a place to sit. Not next to Saffron. Anymore. Ever.
She saw Genny on her lonesome and decided that was better. New friends were better right now. "Hey," she smiled as she sat down.
Now to play with the box.
Hirsch found his attention diverted away from Miss Tate and towards the next person to enter the classroom. Miss Potts got a smile and a nod of his head in return and he watched as she went to sit down right next to Miss Tate herself. Good. Maybe the Gryffindor needed it.
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Rooney had definitely forgotten about his DADA class today and had therefore had to rush towards the classroom from his dorm completely unprepared. Whether his forgetting was on purpose or not, he didn't know or didn't choose to know. Out of breath, he stumbled through the door apologising quickly to his Head of House. It didn't seem like he had interrupted any proper lesson shenanigans and therefore he didn't feel quite as awful. His satchel was full of his potions textbooks from the last lot of studying he had been doing.
He gave the board a quick read, took the nearest musical box without thinking about it and went to sulk on a cushion as far away form his ex-girlfriend as he could try to be. Rooney Bronwyn did not want to see her face right now when he was stuck thinking about the music box he had been working on for her for their first anniversary. What anniversary? The one that would have been coming up in the next few days? Yes, that one. The one that didn't exist anymore. #dramatic
Here was another student he didn't expect to turn up for his lessons. He didn't mind if the boy took the rest of the year off but, on second thought, that didn't sound like something Rooney Bronwyn would do. No.
"It's fine, Rooney, you're not late." In fact, according to his watch, he was just in the nick of time. And he hadn't missed anything important apart from greetings and people playing with the music boxes.
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Defense Against the Dark Arts had always been one of Henry's favorite classes. He liked most of the practical classes that allowed him to use magic, plus there was almost always some sort of fun game where they got to practice what they knew or something new.
He was a little uneasy about coming back to this class though, feeling like he faced his own dark arts whatever fairly recently, and wasn't sure what might come up in class that would remind him of what he tried to forget. He supposed that was part of why he initially decided to sit out the rest of dueling club for the year, though he was starting to regret that decision. He needed to find some way to get past this.. and.. for today, he would be fine. Henry plastered on a smile before he headed into the classroom. See? He was fine. Completely fine.
"Hello, Professor," he greeted Hirsch with as much mustered enthusiasm as he could as he walked past once he maneuvered through the maze of mats on the floor. Music boxes? That was... curious. Henry looked at the selections on the desk before picking up a soft blue box with gilded edges. The melody that began to play when he opened it was rather haunting but it was also the carousel horse inside that kept him transfixed for a moment. Distracted for now, he made his way to an empty spot on one of the mats to wait for class to begin.
Henry Whittebrook was here as well? Here and smiling. Huh.
Green eyes looked towards Carlton, Rooney and then back at the Hufflepuff. All three didn't have to turn up today if they felt as though it was all too much but he was glad that they were here. Surprised but glad. "Hello, Mr Whittebrook," he said, matching that smile with one of his own, "Glad that you could make it."
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Hogwarts classes were getting much more difficult as the year drew on, but, in the case of Defence Against the Dark Arts, Abey was actually not at all deterred. This was one of the few classes he liked to attend almost ALL the time. If he could replace the classes he didn't like with Defence Against the Dark Arts, he would be a very happy Abey indeed actually. But he couldn't so maybe he would just continue avoiding all those other lessons. Maybe. Actually.
Stepping into the classroom, Abey noticed all those strange boxes immediately. What they were would have been a complete mystery to him, were it not for the fact that the other students had picked them up, and some had opened them so that the telltale sound was... well... telling tales.
Did... was he supposed to take one too? Yes? No? Maybe? Abey stood there, peering at the blackboard for a moment, a frown becoming more and more apparent on his face as he staaaaaared at the words. It was difficult to really know everything written up there, and so actually Abey just quickly gave up, BECAUSE he was resourceful enough to take a guess and just follow what everyone else had done, and also that was way quicker. It was RISKY, following others and not knowing for sure what he was supposed to do, but it usually worked. And so, he blinked and rubbed his eyes and went to pick up one of the music boxes as well, before taking a seat on one of the mats, close to that one Hufflepuff Henry. Because Hufflepuffs (which was what Abey was actually) needed to stick together, see. And also there just happened to be a space right there.
Oh. Wait. Hold on. OH. WAIT. DISTRACTED. Abey looked up again SUPER QUICKLY at Professor Hirsch and gave him a smile. "Hello Professor Hirsch! I hope you're having a really actually good day!" Really actually.
Would you look at that? It was almost getting to the time when he'd have to close the door and begin the clas-
Oh. Not yet.
The last student to enter was an enthusiastic one that he recognised very well. He still remembered the boy's enthusiasm during his duels this term and was glad that it was something that seemed to have stuck with him. Though, he couldn't help but wonder why the young Gryffindor was looking at the board for so long. Was there something on there that shouldn't be? Hirsch glanced back at it and, upon finding nothing else there, looked back at the Gryffindor, instead. Huh.
Well, wasn't that sweet? "Hello, Mr Botros," he said, smiling back at the young boy, "Thank you, I hope you are as well."
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Junia filtered in juuuuust after her cousin, looking a bit sheepish. She was running late this morning and it had thrown her whole day out of whack already. Like her hair wasn't as neat as it usually was, she hadn't had as good of a breakfast as she normally would've, and her socks were two different lengths, which she couldn't quite figure out.
Grabbing a rather ornate music box from the desk, one of the last there, she gave Professor Hirsch a polite smile and hurried to find a seat.
Time was ticking onwards and, frankly, he was getting slightly more antsy about getting started. Hirsch had just taken out his wand and was about to close the door when another figure happened to filter in in the nick of time. "Cutting it close, Miss Botros," he said, shooting her a smile in return.
After greeting Miss Botros, the Defence Professor glanced down at his watch and counted down the last few seconds before......
SNAP!
A flick of his wand and the door swung shut, calling attention to everyone present. Anyone who was late was going to have to deal with his slight annoyance. But for now, he smiled towards the students that were present in the room.
Let's get this started, shall we?
"Hello, everyone, and welcome to another lesson!" he said, giving his hand a small clap. Any talking could die down now, okay? "Firstly, I'd like to thank you all for taking up a music box. If you haven't done so, please collect one up now. I promise that you won't get zapped unnecessarily." Was he good at making jokes yet? "They might be a bit confusing for now but I promise that you will understand their use a little later on."
"Now," he said, an excited look crossing his face, "Today, we're going to be looking at a Dark creature that a number of you might have heard of before. One that comes from my very own homeland." Meaning that he probably knew a lot about it, given his upbringing.
"Today, we're going to be talking about Erklings!" It wasn't like him to get straight to the topic at hand but, well, here it was. "What I want to know from you is: what are they? What do you know about them? And, if you don't want to answer the basics, what spells would you use against them and why?" Try and really think, okay? Guesses were more than welcome in this room.
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This is a two question post, essentially:
1) What do you know about Erklings?
2) What spells would you use against them?
You can answer one or both of the questions (or neither, if your charrie prefers). Please try and give different answers and not just copy and paste from the "textbook". And you're more than welcome to have your charrie make things up/guess as well ^^
I get back pretty late tomorrow so I'll continue the lesson at roughly 8pm GMT. Sorry for the wait.
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"I'm sorry, Professor." Junia bowed her head, feeling bad. She was normally early to this particular class and she didn't want Hirsch to think badly of her. Hopefully he understood that everyone, even a Botros, had a bad day every once in a while.
Fidgeting with the music box in her hands, the third year considered the creature they'd be focusing on today. Erklings had always scared her when she was small. A creature that could get her to leave the safety of her family if they wanted was terrifying and there was something so sad about the thought of all those lost kids, innocent and with no control over what was happening to them. Well, if they didn't know how to defend themselves, that is. She wondered if the music box and the way the music inside tended to lull kids to sleep was connected to the way Erklings could lull children into a state of submisson.
"Professor, erklings are creatures who like to eat children. Since they use sounds to get the children to come to them, silencing them could be a good way to defeat them, or perhaps putting a spell on yourself that would prevent you from hearing the sounds they were making."
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Bentley was THIS close to being late. In fact he had barely slipped in when the door slammed shut, catching the back of his robe. He groaned. So much for slipping in smoothly. He tugged on his robe, pulling it free finally when the professor started talking.
Hopefully no one saw that, especially Hirsch who he still held a strong grudge for.
Grabbing a music box, Bentley made his way through the maze of mats and flashed a smile at Althea before taking a seat on a mat close to the back.
"Very nasty buggers professor...hard on the eyes but very handy if you have annoying siblings who you'd like to disappear forever...." Not that he'd want Heath to get eaten by an erkling or anything....
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Whining up the music box for what was starting to feel like the hundredth some time, and watching the ballerina spin around on the pedestal. She shut it and opened several times before she heard Hirsch start off the lesson.
Erklings?
Hehehe yes, she was not only getting a DADA lesson they were getting a CoMC lesson as a bonus. KATERINA MARKITA DELGADO'S day had been made. The fourth years hadns shot up. "They have high-pitched cackles that lure their prey and they can speak Human-languages, not many creatures can do that."
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Erklings? What on EARTH were those? Kane wrinkled his blonde eyebrows and pulled out his textbook, flipping through the pages until he found the entry he was looking for. Once he found the entry, he scanned it over really quickly. OOOOOOH THAT was what an Erkling was. Those weird things with those long noses. He raised his hand.
"They seem like they're annoying little demon...things," Kane answered in response to Hirsch's first question. "And I imagine like most things you could use Expelliarmus against it," he added. That spell was pretty versatile.
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Leon smiled warmly at Juno as she sat down next to him and he gently nudged her with his elbow, not a whole lot more than that though, due to the fact he didn't want to get them in trouble like they did in HOM..
He turned his attention to Professor Hirsch as he spoke about Erklings..
The Ravenclaws hand went into the air as he started to reply.. "Erklings are an elfish like creature and they reside in the Black Forest, they have a liking for eating,, children.. " which was awful really..and yet not unlike the hag situation they've had here at Hogwarts.. but hence why Leon had an answer for the next question the Professor posed.
"I would use the silencing spell on them, seeing as they use their voices to lure in kids, take away their voice and you take away their power. " He said with a nod.
Class had started before she was able to investigate the music box any further. She pouted but conceded to remaining quiet as Professor Hirsch began the lesson. Althea didn't get what the fuss was over him; he had an alright face and she supposed he was young enough to attract students to him. But...he looked so rough. Whatever. She would ask her brothers their opinion on him later. Her eyes did wander, however, to the door as the class started; she didn't realize she was watching Bentley so intently until he'd smiled at her. Her cheeks burned (she was caught off guard and didn't know how to rectify the situation,) but she managed a smile in return.
She raised her hand, not having anything to add about Erklings--because really, they were still very strange creatures that had no business roaming around near anyone--but had an idea about a way to stop them. "Seeing as how they're not that tall, you could use the Orbis Jinx and suck them underground." She wanted to add that they could also pile boulders and the like over the spot where they buried the erkling, but...she didn't want her classmates (or the professor, for that matter) to know how morbid she was.
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The music box had him very curious. He didn't dare to poke it or prod it yet. This was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class and Declan knew a few things about ancient artifacts, and one of them was that you didn't just poke it nilly willy; not unless you wanted to activate some kind of centuries old curse. The music box didn't look centuries old but it didn't mean it wasn't cursed somehow. It could have a simply jinx but he still didn't want to risk it.
The class was being centered around Erklings so far. Declan made a disgusted face. He had heard about different variations of Erklings from his father's Spanish side of the family. They were darker than their appearance let on. Declan wouldn't even give them a chance.
"Stupefy then Incendio," he said as he raised his hand. "I'd say the trick is attacking it first since it can also shoot you with poisonous darts." That was just his opinion; however. Sometimes it was important not to let people or things lull you into a false sense of security. He caught the exchange between his sister and Bentley. Declan leaned forward around Althea to stare at Bentley before leaning back. He glanced to his side at Althea and nudged at her with his elbow.
If Professor Hirsch called him by a different name, Levi didn't notice. In fact, he didn't notice much until his sister came to sit by him and he directed his frown at her instead of the music box. Then Bentley and Althea were smiling at each other and Levi was pretty sure that his face became the human version of several question marks.
Thankfully, Professor Hirsch was kind enough to provide him with a distraction, however unpleasant. Unsurprisingly, Althea and Declan, seemed to be the ones in sort of the same wavelength as he was.
Levi raised his hand. "Full body bind curse and Incarcerous." It tied and gagged. What else was needed, really? "Gives you time to consider what to do next with the erkling, I s'ppose, if less permanent measures are required." By which he meant, making the erkling spill the beans on where the rest of its brethren were hiding and plotting on which child would be their next meal.
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Well, the professor didn't frown at him or banish him from the class, so maybe he wasn't too disappointed in Brent's standings in the Dueling Club. Brent took that as a good sign and forgot about the club for now. Apparently, they wouldn't be using the music boxes right now either, so that was temporarily forgotten, as well.
Erklings.
"Well, aside from what other people have said, they're different from most other creatures, because they can speak the human language," he said, raising his hand. "So what about a Babbling Curse?" That would at least stop them from speaking the human language. He agreed with the Silencing Charm, but since that one had already been said, he'd come up with an alternative.
Well, Professor Hirsch seemed okay enough. She nodded silently in reply to his query of her wellbeing and smiled. Okay, so he was fine -- great, even -- but this was confusing her. So the lesson was about Erklings? They were nasty little creatures, there was no doubt about that, but what did it have to do with the music box? She eyed her suspiciously for a second before returning her attention to the Professor.
Ah, he was making jokes already. Lovely.
"Professor, what about Flipenda Tria?" She suggested with a hand raised in the air. "It would, hopefully, knock them out. Then we could deal with them. Or run away." She shrugged. "Whichever is preferable at the time."
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Noelle managed to get in, "Doing alright." to the professor before class had officially started.
Erklings.
Icky little creatures. Noelle knew about them. They had been in some of the stories her mom told. She had a few stories with those little monsters. "They are elvish creatures right?? They don't get much taller than 3 feet." But that didn't mean they weren't deadly. "Mum used to warn me that they lure children with their cackles as to.... " Merlin... it was horrific. "Eat them" Shudder
Now what spells could they use. Noelle's eyes moved over the classroom, nodding at some of the spells. Very good choices. "Silencio would be my first spell. And then Deletrius." Silence and then disintegrate. That should do the trick to those nasty little pointy faced elves.
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She listened as the professor started the lesson her eyes widening a bit with the work Erklings. Were they going into the forest to find these buggers, were they? No, he would never do that. They ate kids so he would at least only have the older kids go in since they could have a better chance defending themselves. Though she was an older kid so no, they didn't have to go either.
Or maybe he had one here? Maybe he one caged or something. Her eyes moved around until it hit the music box. Could the sound of the music box be the sound they... No, no, music boxes are too sweet to be like that. No that couldn't be it.
Raising her hand she did want to answer, 'Sir many people have stated the facts about Erklings, but being that we are wizards and witches and they are a creature I think any quick thinking spell against them is going to help your survival. Immobilize, set them on fire, or even send birds at their head is going to give you a chance to run." Anything was truly better than just standing there scared.
Dora was indeed still upset with Hirsch. And by Mason... and Derf. Upset Dora was upset, okay. SO uoset that she didn't even raise her hand and offer an answer as the lesson began. What was the POINT? She'd probably just be laughed at anyway.
Besides, someone already offered up Incendio... she'd cast Incendio Tria, of course, or Reducto, but whatever. Angsty teen was angsty now and no amount of destruction spells was going to change it.
Did Derf see what he had done to her?! DID HE?!
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Juno winked and smiled back at Leon. She was now going to be really cautious in classes, just as it seemed Leon was. She learned her lesson in HoM. It didn't help that she was already stressed either. Listening to his answer she gave him a thumbs up and a smile.
Listening to everyone else's answers, Juno didn't have anything to add. She agreed with everyone's options. So instead of answering, she jotted some notes down and titled it 'Ways to Incapacitate an Erkling.'
Now she was really wondering what they would be doing today.
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Erklings? Etta wasn't sure WHY they had to discuss these terrible creatures. She looked a bit worried.. but then again, they had to learn to defend themselves against all kinds of creatures.. right? Right. So she thought for a while, trying to come up with an innovative answer.
"Professor, they are not very tall? They are supposed to be a little bigger than gnomes." She wasn't sure if anyone mentioned that? An additional fact, maybe. "And.. we could probably use a transfiguration spell? Would that work? Maybe transform it into a goblet or something.. "
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Awww man these things.
What did he know about them? "My grandma used to say that to me a lot when I'm at home with her." Of the few times they were at her Parisian apartment, which is hardly an Erkling habitat. Unless you count paparazzis as Erklings, as they too can talk, likes to shoot things, makes high pitched sounds and devour the innocent. They can also be three feet tall when they're hiding in the bushes.
And given that he has actually never encountered one despite being a fairly regular visitor at a German forest sanctuary with his mom, he doesnt know much else about these creatures. As for the spells "Could we use a shield charm against their darts?"
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Ehm ehm… Erklings… Where o where had she read about those creatures! Closing her eyes briefly she tried to think hard about the book she had read a few months ago about dark creatures and… Ah! Opening her eyes she remembered again something she had fount interesting about them and she raised her hand before speaking. “They look a lot like gromes but they’re larger and I think more evil then gnomes and, also, they’re from Germany” she said while frowning deeply to think about more but sadly this was all she could think about, besides the things everybody else already had mentioned. “That’s all I know” she said at last before falling silent again.
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That wasn't one of Dalton's good smiles, but Char still smiled right on back at him and gave him a little wave when he came in. She missed his good smiles, but they weren't really hers to miss anymore.
No time to dwell though, class was starting!
Char thought about the questions, and put her hand up. "Professor! I think the spells that you'd use would depend on how many Erklings you are up against. There are tons of spells that you could use against just one of them." Lots of things would work in that case, like what her classmates were saying.
"For starters though, I'd use Impiriano as a shield because the darts wouldn't be able to get through, and from there it would have to be a spell that doesn't stop when you aren't actively casting in, just in case more attack!"
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And here was a student who knew far too much about his personal life than he would've liked. Sure, he'd been the one to tell him what he currently knew but..... still. He knew too much. Far too much.
And his words said enough.
Hirsch, who'd been smiling at the boy's entrance, suddenly found that smile dropping and his eyes widening as he registered those words. Fanmail? To Ariadne?! This was almost as bad as his mum cornering Ariadne and talking about weddings. "What did you say in the fanmail?" And more importantly, did she read it? Did she know that he attended Hogwarts?
He had a lot of questions.
Derf BEAMED at the man. "Maybe you s-s-should just as-sk her on your next date!" he suggested. "Mum always-s-s says-s there s-should be no s-s-secrets between two people in love."
But the Hufflepuff soon had his attention drawn away by Dora who he was just about to wave at eagerly - hand raised and everything - when she gave him a look like she had just sat in a fresh pile of dragon dung. Only dragon dung was wicked useful and special so the weird look wasn't really appreciated. Or maybe she hadn't stepped in hypothetical dragon dung...maybe it was more like...really REALLY smelly cheese.
Yeah. THAT!
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Derf continued to glance over at Dora. All the sad face on this Hufflepuff because why was she looking like THAT?!
He would go over and hug her when they got to the activity. Yup.
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"Now," he said, an excited look crossing his face, "Today, we're going to be looking at a Dark creature that a number of you might have heard of before. One that comes from my very own homeland." Meaning that he probably knew a lot about it, given his upbringing.
"Today, we're going to be talking about Erklings!" It wasn't like him to get straight to the topic at hand but, well, here it was. "What I want to know from you is: what are they? What do you know about them? And, if you don't want to answer the basics, what spells would you use against them and why?" Try and really think, okay? Guesses were more than welcome in this room.[
ERKLINGS?!
Derf couldn't help but look for Etta because DID SHE REMEMBER WHAT HE HAD TOLD HER ABOUT OVER THE SUMMER WITH HIS CAULDRON?! DID SHE?! He was hoping, BEGGING her to look his way...which caused him to miss the chance to raise his hand in a timely manner to offer up any legitimate facts about the creature and, judging from what was being said at the moment, him rambling would just be repeat information.
"Anyfing you can hit it over the head with," Derf offered up as a response, eyes still scanning for Etta. "Like a cauldron or..." His attention feel momentarily to his music box. "I reckon this would work too....even on Bavarian Erklings. So maybe Accio somefing heavy and drop it on their head. OR...maybe giving them a s-s-sock would make them not be s-s-so mean and want to eat kids."
House elf and Yumbo relation, you know. Could happen. If a kappa could be appeased by a cucumber why not erklings with a nice pair of woolly socks?
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