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It's bright and early on the first morning of classes. 8 a.m. to be exact. Did you take the Headmaster's words seriously about a good night's sleep? No matter, the lesson will take place regardless of your level of fatigue.
Entering the classroom, you'll find nothing out of the ordinary, which in itself may be a bit out of the ordinary for the man who typically enjoys immersive scenery in his lessons. Speaking of, The Headmaster stands by the window, looking out on the grounds. Across from him, on the blackboard, is a sign that says:
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Refrain from unnecessary and incessant chatter. This is not the Great Hall, this is a classroom. Catch up with your friends on your own time.
The desks are arranged in rows and most of the curtains are drawn. In fact, the majority of the lighting comes from candles and the window through which the Headmaster is looking. Come in and do as your told.
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"It's okay dude," Ashley mumbled. "It's not your fault. Actually, it is, but it was an accident. And you're very right about this being stupid." She held out her arm and sniffled a little. It had some second-degree burns. They hurt really bad, but at least they weren't third-degree burns. "I don't want your wand. You can take mine. Unless it would make you feel better I guess." She looked over at the headmaster, her eyes filling up a little bit. "UM I'm going to the healer now thank you for giving your permission." He hadn't actually given permission but she didn't care too much and she already had detention. Hopefully he wouldn't see her sneak out.
Yes, it had been his fault. The thought of losing did not sit well with him. He remembered that his own guild members had left because he was too stubborn to take down the final boss even if it took one day and two nights with short breaks. But intentionally hurting someone had not been in his plan and he truly felt sorry.
He looked at her burns , shame hitting him as he watched as her eyes filled up as she stared at the Headmaster. "He's normally not like this, he's a good man actually, i think he's too stressed out for whatever reason" he said with a sigh and nodded as she announced that she was going to see the Healer. "I'll be right there" he answered and watched as she quietly left the room.
Wait.....They both still had their own wands . Err now what?
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SPOILER!!: Claudine <3
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There was a fire in her eyes that was determination. Claudine didn’t feel too guilty because in the event that she did win, Heath was capable of carrying on without his wand. After all, he learnt the way of Muggles as opposed to her. In addition, Claudine’d be there for him especially during classes when they needed their wands the most. But all of this was dependent on if she got the Ravenclaw’s wand first.
Claudine almost thought her spell hadn’t worked and was prepared to defend herself against another one of Heath’s. But his incantation was incomplete and he was giving her a small smile. Of course he wasn’t mad at her. Did he even ever feel anger towards her? Did that mean her spell had worked? Did he take th ehit on purpose? Did this count as her taking advantage of his kind heart? The Snakette hoped not.
It took her a second to realise that Heath was trying to cast a non verbal spell on himself but the girl was ready. “Expelliarmus!’’ Cue that number six-like wand movement that sent scarlet light in Heath’s direction.
Heath didn’t notice the determined fire in Claudine’s eyes. He was a bit distracted trying to non-verbally undo her spell. Although he could do without his wand if he had to, he’d really rather not! He tried moving his tongue again, and… nothing. Of course. He hardly expected it would work on the first (or second) attempt, and he was out of time to try again.
Out of the corner of his eye, Heath saw Claudine aiming her wand at him again. Without his voice, he would have to rely on his wits and his acting skills to keep his wand. He already knew what spell she was planning to use, even before he heard it. How? Because it was the one he’d use in the same situation. He quickly ducked the moment he heard the beginning of a disarming charm, but unfortunately, his height betrayed him. The spell grazed the top of his head, and his wand went flying out of his hand.
He looked at Claudine with an expression that was neither determination nor defeat, silently sizing her up. She may have his wand now, but until the headmaster called time, there was still a chance for him to get it back. The only question was how?
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SPOILER!!: Heath! <3
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Heath didn’t notice the determined fire in Claudine’s eyes. He was a bit distracted trying to non-verbally undo her spell. Although he could do without his wand if he had to, he’d really rather not! He tried moving his tongue again, and… nothing. Of course. He hardly expected it would work on the first (or second) attempt, and he was out of time to try again.
Out of the corner of his eye, Heath saw Claudine aiming her wand at him again. Without his voice, he would have to rely on his wits and his acting skills to keep his wand. He already knew what spell she was planning to use, even before he heard it. How? Because it was the one he’d use in the same situation. He quickly ducked the moment he heard the beginning of a disarming charm, but unfortunately, his height betrayed him. The spell grazed the top of his head, and his wand went flying out of his hand.
He looked at Claudine with an expression that was neither determination nor defeat, silently sizing her up. She may have his wand now, but until the headmaster called time, there was still a chance for him to get it back. The only question was how?
YES.
Her strategy had worked. Claudine hardly dared to believe it as she watched Heath’s wand fly in her direction. Eyes still on it, her dominant hand reached up to pluck it out of the air with ease. Holding the spare wand in her left hand now, the girl met her partner’s eyes. In her right, her own wand was still clutched at the ready. There wasn’t any point though or Heath couldn’t do wandless magic. There was no way he could get his wand back… unless he physically fought her, which Claudine knew was out of the question.
So… um. What now? The fourth year glanced over at Trent, her face wearing a slightly smug expression. During the duel, her frustration had been worked out and she no longer felt like crying. Trent had better be warned though: Claudine was not looking over at him for approval; none was that was ever needed from anyone.
As for Heath… she could remove the Langlock spell now, yeah?
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All these OIs being shouted in her direction made Bernie feel like she was trying to hang out with her brother's stupid Muggle friends again. She didn't like them, by the way. They were loud, and always drinkin' something and screamin' about something else.
"I won't kill her!" she announced LOUDLY toward Phoebe, and then shot a grin toward Aboli. Look at that, she'd turned out to be the best Slytherin in this school! Guess that was why she made Prefect, huh? And now Bernie knew also why this little Gryffindor she was dueling looked so familiar... she was Phoebe's little sister!!!
Oi oi oi, Headman was mad again. "Sorry sir," Bernie answered cheerfully, not even taking her eyes off Kinsay JAMES this time. Detention, with him, again? She just shrugged. This was nothing new for Bernie and as long as he didn't say something about 'probation' or 'grounded to your dorm' Bernie would just serve it and be on her way. She wasn't even feeling whingey about it. The dueling had her feeling a lot of adrenaline and nothing else. "EXPELLI---" she started to cast again, THIS time AIMING for Kinsay-not-in-hiding-anymore-James...
...and then the littler girl was just handing out her wand ot her. "Oh." Well that was no fun. Bernie wrinkled her nose at Kinsay just the way Phoebe liked to. "No, I have to earn it from you. I can't just take it. Isn't that how the Elder Wand works?" Hey look, SOMETHING had filtered into her jelly brain from earlier.
So she summoned it, a spell she'd been wanting to try on a person or object SINCE LIKE LAST YEAR when she'd read about it. "Accio Little James's wand." C'mere. Bernie held out her free hand to catch it.
Well that was promising, at least. Kinsay didn't want to die yet. It was only the first day. Her daddy wouldn't like it if she died, he'd probably cry for a whole week straight. Teddy too because he had a sensitive heart. Emmerson wouldn't be too pleased either because then she wouldn't have anyone to talk to in classes. AND Phoebe would roast Bernie for breakfast. So not dying was preferred.
Also not preferred? Giving up her wand. Even though she held it out, she didn't want Bernadette to take it. This was KIZZY'S wand. It was SPECIAL to her and ONLY her.
So despite herself, she kept a tight grip on it. Meaning that when Bernadette summoned the wand, she also inadvertently summoned the first year who zipped along with it. "My wand's hazel. That means that if you take it, you'll absorb my negative energy and my wand will burn your fingers and turn them into sausages. That's what the wandmaker said." She spoke with all the confidence of an eleven (and three quarters) year old repeating words which weren't entirely her own. It was all true. He even said the sausage thing.
..... It was also her last ditch effort to keep the wand.
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"Give me your wand first, and sure," she said with a cold shrug. COLD. ABOLI HAD NO FEELINGS. NONE HERE. NO GUILT AT ALL. This was fine. "I can handle vomit just fine. I have a two year old brother at home, and I think one of his favorite activities IS vomiting." Much to her mother's chagrin. HMPH.
So she held out her hand for Phoebe's wand and shot another look over at...Bernie and the sister of Phoebe. They were being fussed at by Trent, and Aboli didn't envy them at all. Had she already started formatting in her head what her essay for him would look like??? Yes. Absolutely. She just needed to get it done and out of the way for now.
Aboli was NOT GROWING on Phoebe. Not only did she leave her spinning, but she was being a big mean about it. Like she wanted her to be embarrassed or something. Phoebe grunted and shoved the wand at Aboli. Maybe the Headmaster would be unhappy with her, but she'd lost. Fair and square.
"Are you sure it will even work? If it was the Elder Wand, would it accept a physical hand-off to change ownership?" Not that it mattered, because Phoebe was DONE WITH THIS.
Aboli was NOT GROWING on Phoebe. Not only did she leave her spinning, but she was being a big mean about it. Like she wanted her to be embarrassed or something. Phoebe grunted and shoved the wand at Aboli. Maybe the Headmaster would be unhappy with her, but she'd lost. Fair and square.
"Are you sure it will even work? If it was the Elder Wand, would it accept a physical hand-off to change ownership?" Not that it mattered, because Phoebe was DONE WITH THIS.
Aboli took the wand and pocketed it, quickly, before finiteeeeeeeeee-ing the heck out of Phoebe - only after producing a cushion to catch the girl's fall. "I mean I DID win the duel so...same outcome." She shrugged. "Thanks. I owe you some gold, too. I'll find you at breakfast tomorrow morning."
Okay so she was feeling a little guilty.
BuuuuuuuUUUUt she won...she had WON. She had done something RIghT in this FORSAKEN class today. Thank Merlin.
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Still stuck on the ground, Mamie was able to see this time that Avalon cast some spell to block hers. She made a mental note to learn what the blocking spell was, clearly it was very useful. She beamed as the older girl complimented her. Considering how discouraging their actual professor was, at least Mamie was learning something useful now. She opened her mouth to reply, but instead started giggling uncontrollably as the Rictusempra hit her. Unfortunately she was very ticklish. Practically rolling on the floor with laughter from the effects of the charm, Mamie couldn't do much to stop her wand from flying out of her hand. "You-you-you-hehe-got-hehehehe-me!" she managed to get out between giggles.
The minute that the wand flew out of the girl's hand, Avalon raced for it. With a smooth snatch, she grabbed it out of the air. Rictumsempra. Always a good distraction spell, that is, if you managed to hit your target. Avalon made her way over to the Hufflepuff, offering her hand to help her up once the giggles subsided. "That was great, Mamie. You even gave me a little run for my money!" To be completely honest, Avalon thought she would win the wand after just one cast. For Mamie to keep the duel going for a few spell exchanges was very impressive for a first year.
The excitement from her dueling victory was shortlived, however, as she soon remembered that she still had detention. And she couldn't somehow sneak Mamie's wand back to her, or else she'd risk getting even MORE detention. She was not about to take that risk. The whole class was kind of unfair, if you asked her. "Don't worry, your wand will be safe with me. I'll give it back to you as soon as I'm allowed to," the prefect whispered as she took her place back in the crowd of students to watch the remaining duels.
This was getting worse and worse by the second and Lucas wasn't having it. He didn't know why, but everything in his brain was focused on getting the wand back. It was almost as if the alarms going off in his head were stopping him from thinking properly - or thinking at all.
That is, until he saw Upstead point their wand at him.
......... uh oh.
There was a split second when a look of shock spread over the Gryffindor's face before it happened. The spell hit him squarely on his chest, knocking him upwards and backwards, before he landed on his back with a great THUD. "OWWW!" he groaned. Sweet Merlin, this was NOT HAPPENING.
And yes, luckily for Nem, he did stay down.
In fact, he even curled up into the foetus position, eyes squeezed shut and his hands as close to his chest as possible. Anyone nearby might be able to hear the steady stream of mumbling that was coming out of the seventh year's mouth.
"Please give it back, please just give my wand back..."
Ah. That was better.
Smiling in triumph, though making an effort to not look too pleased with themselves, Nem lowered their wand slightly and watched Dakest writhing on the ground.
Unreal. The kid who'd just tried to charge them down had now all but done a complete one-eighty. Totally pathetic. Needless to say, it didn't exactly tug at Nem's heartstrings. With a roll of the eyes, Nem closed the distance between them, shoving hand and wand in their pocket for the time being (it might be worth adjusting their wrist holster while they had both wands to keep hold of, but that was a future problem).
"Up you get, Lucas," they said to the seventh year, coolness now gone and replaced with a tone that was nothing short of chipper, as though they hadn't just blasted a prefect off his feet. And yeah, Nem had heard the stream of pleading and begging. Return the wand and lose their own? Not a chance. "I'll give it back, sure. At the end of the week."
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In theory, Ivy knew the Shield Charm could both block and rebound spells if the caster chose to, so she should have probably expected that possibility, especially since the Gryffindor was so much older. But, honestly, she hadn't expected it. She'd been focused on what spell she should use next, while also trying to be ready to listen for his next spell.
So the rebounded spell surprised her. And even though she managed to dodge it at the very last second, the Disarming Charm made contact. She took a few steps back with a squeak of surprise, and her wand flew out of her hand, soaring forward in Josh's general direction.
Josh was really trying not to overthink too much in this situation. Part of him felt like he shouldn't go in for the big moves and let her try a bit. Part of him felt like doing that was just teasing and this obviously was not meant to be a coaching moment. Plus...if he did that he may end up actually losing because of his own confidence or something else and losing to a second year was a little too embarrassing a thought to cope with at the moment.
Though the disarming of her now had not entirely been what he had expected...but he was also a little relieved that it was over and done.
Lunging forward as the wand fell, his Seeker reflexes really came in handy as his fingers coiled around the slender shaft and caught it before it could hit the floor.
So...yay? Sure felt like an empty victory to him.
"You got some quick toes," he smiled over at her, twirling her wand between his fingers.
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Well that was promising, at least. Kinsay didn't want to die yet. It was only the first day. Her daddy wouldn't like it if she died, he'd probably cry for a whole week straight. Teddy too because he had a sensitive heart. Emmerson wouldn't be too pleased either because then she wouldn't have anyone to talk to in classes. AND Phoebe would roast Bernie for breakfast. So not dying was preferred.
Also not preferred? Giving up her wand. Even though she held it out, she didn't want Bernadette to take it. This was KIZZY'S wand. It was SPECIAL to her and ONLY her.
So despite herself, she kept a tight grip on it. Meaning that when Bernadette summoned the wand, she also inadvertently summoned the first year who zipped along with it. "My wand's hazel. That means that if you take it, you'll absorb my negative energy and my wand will burn your fingers and turn them into sausages. That's what the wandmaker said." She spoke with all the confidence of an eleven (and three quarters) year old repeating words which weren't entirely her own. It was all true. He even said the sausage thing.
..... It was also her last ditch effort to keep the wand.
Ooooh look, the spell worked! Sorta. Kinsay James came with the wand, which was... fine. Bernie was reminded of her own little sister refusing to let go of some toy or something they were supposed to share. "Are you the youngest in your family?" she demanded in amusement, completely nonplussed by the extra wandlore Kinsay was now spouting.
"I think I'll be okay. I wasn't going to use it." She leaned in to whisper toward the girl, "Look, you're only a first year, so you should probably get used to losing. EXPELLIARMUS!"
There was NO WAY she could get out of the spell this time. Bernie had her at point-blank range. And anyway, what was the big deal? Kinsay could get her wand back from Bernie when this class ended, couldn't she?
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Ooooh look, the spell worked! Sorta. Kinsay James came with the wand, which was... fine. Bernie was reminded of her own little sister refusing to let go of some toy or something they were supposed to share. "Are you the youngest in your family?" she demanded in amusement, completely nonplussed by the extra wandlore Kinsay was now spouting.
"I think I'll be okay. I wasn't going to use it." She leaned in to whisper toward the girl, "Look, you're only a first year, so you should probably get used to losing. EXPELLIARMUS!"
There was NO WAY she could get out of the spell this time. Bernie had her at point-blank range. And anyway, what was the big deal? Kinsay could get her wand back from Bernie when this class ended, couldn't she?
Kinsay didn't like this, not one bit. She made sure to show how much she didn't like it with a big ol' FROWN... Which quickly faded because the question made her grin. "Mhm!" If this was meant to be condescending, Kinsay didn't know. She was quite proud of the fact that she was the youngest. Littlest and cutest! It also meant she could get away with more. Being the littlest was best. "Teddy and Phoebe and then ME."
Even if she didn't use it, Kiz hoped her wand would act up on its own and still turn the girl's fingers into sausages because Kiz didn't want to get used to losing. Losing was a terrible thing and Kizzy didn't like it. It was horrible advice.
She tried her very best to grip tightly to her wand, but this time the spell knocked her back on her bum and the wand left her little hand and flew over to the older girl instead. And all Kinsay could do was stay on the ground and pout. Bernie wasn't very nice.
Also? How was she supposed to learn magic if she didn't have her wand for a whole WEEK? Everyone knows that you learn the most the first week! It was science!
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Some of these duels....some of these duels. The Headmaster rubbed his face in exasperation, wondering what to truly make of what he was watching. To their credit, some took the threat seriously enough to put proper effort into their duels. No reason they should lose their wand all week for the sake or sentimentality.
And then there was his own prefect. If the man had been on the fence before, he was not anymore.
"That pathetic little display of begging has earned you a spot in detention as well, Prefect." Looking at you, boy. Begging. BEGGING. He'd learn not to repeat that in any of his lessons.
"Everyone, gather your things, we're done for the day. I expect those essays on my desk by dinner on Friday and those of you who now have detention will be hearing more from me before the week is out." He would be posting a list, as well as the time and the place. "Keep a look out."
He eased against the window's sill, having long since removed the sticking charm of the careless Gryffindor from earlier but paused as he remembered.
"Don't be in the unfortunate position of having me ask the location of the wands you have won today and hearing you've returned them. KEEP them, until Saturday."
They were dismissed.
OOC: That's it for DADA guys! Thanks so much for coming and making this great. There will be a detention. OOC you don't HAVE to post but IC your character would've been there regardless unless you explicitly decide they skipped in which case there are further consequences they would face. This is mostly an extra RP opportunity. I'll get a post up sometime this week. Thanks again!
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