Fifth Years - One

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

Blue orbs travelled the length of the classroom, checking over any faults or discrepencies in how it was laid out. This afternoon's lesson would be a practical one, and students were expected in from their afternoon break any moment now. The 19-year-old Transfiguration Professor, fresh back from his honeymoon smiled slightly to himself and checked his watch, glancing toward the doorway. Any moment now.

Taking a sip of his coffee to wash down renemants of sandwich consumed moments before as a late lunch, Cole flapped through his lesson planner to find the correct register for the coming class, and then sat at his desk, swinging backward on his chair casually, his feet resting upon the table. Life was perfect for the student who was newly-married, back at work and absolutely loving his existence. It was time, now, for teaching, however, and thus the ex-Mihael waited at his desk for those people of the future to arrive.

{OOC: You have till Tuesday to arrive}

[Holden J. Caulfield]

Holden walked into the Transfiguration classroom. It had been ages since he had had a Transfig lesson. Professor Halliwell had had the longest honeymoon Holden had ever heard of. Oh well...what ever rocked the teachers boat. He walked over to the front row of seats and sat down. Holden liked this class so he would sit in the front.

His gray eyes darted to be blue orbs then to the coffee. COFFEE! This teacher was his hero. Coffee-holic. Holden got out his book and parchment and a pen. Holden hated ink. It got everywhere. Gross. One time it fell in his lap. Now that was bad. He hummed to himself waiting for class to start.[/size]

[amandalarsen]

Finally! Transfigurations has resumed to schedule and Amanda was excited to attend. She excited over their last lesson, remembering the Headmistress' animagus form and Professor Halliwell's. What such a long honeymoon the professor must've been on. Amanda could only assume it was romantic the whole time, especially peaceful away from all the students and work at this school.

She entered the classroom, only occupied by two people, the professor himself and Holden. Smiling shyly at Mister Halliwell, she turned down the aisle and took a seat in the middle of class, that way she got a clear view of the front, head on! Wondering what they would be learning about today, she took out her quill and ink bottle, some sheets of parchment, and her book just incase.

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

Oh joy. Two students. Two very good students, admittedly, but it looked like only two would be coming to the class, considering no more joined them, and thus Cole shut the door himself and walked to the board, writing upon it that today they would be studying the complexities of transfiguring animals that fly, and then leant against his desk, addressing the two students with some gusto.

"Let's begin. Who can tell me the difference between transfiguring airborne animals?"[/font]

[Selene Falicon]

Selene entered the classroom, not too worried about being late. She used to be paranoid about being late, but now she didn't care as much. Whenever she tried to make it on time, she was late and got house points deducted. Whenever she didn't care, she was late and ot house points taken away. Either way, it had the same outcome. But as she entered the classroom this time, she saw only 2 other students and the teacher already teaching. That's odd... She took a seat in the middle of the room. She hadn't caught the teacher's question.

[Holden J. Caulfield]

Holden nodded at his captain and gave her a smile back. Transfiguration was okay but he wouldn't teach it. Muggle Studies would be the easiest to teach; especially for Holden since he is a Muggle-born and all. But that's not the point. He's in Transifguration not Muggle Studies. Holden is such a silly dinosaur. Gosh.

His left eyebrow rose as Professor Halliwell asked them what was the difference between transfiguring airborne animals. What? Stop and rewind. This had him baffled and stumped. Holden turned around to look at Amanda. "Oh Captain, my Captain, do you have the fainest clue what he's raving on about?," he asked in a whisper. Huffies got to stick together! That's how they survived! Badgers must survive!

Holden turned back around to look at Professor Cole Halliwell and shrugged. Then he thought of something. HIS BOOK! That's why they bought them. =O Who would have guessed? Pfft no one. No one. Holden flipped through the book and couldn't find anything. Not even in the index. THE INDEX LIES! =O.

"I haven't got the faintest clue professor."

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

[trust me to make a typo. it' supposed to say 'difficulties' > . >]

"I see..." said Cole with a small grin. "Well you're new fifth years, and have skipped a year, so I'll let you off," a wink, and a smile at the late student. "Sit down quickly Ms. Falicon," he said, addressing her and then glancing up past the students at the materials at the back of the class. He then returned his attention to them. "Well, that question could have been understood in two ways. Number one, you could take it to mean 'transfiguring animals that are flying at the present time' or 'transfiguring animals that can fly'.

"I was going for either question, incidentally, since both are useful to know. First off, whether an animal is moving or stationary, airborne or grounded, silent or loud, makes no difference. They can be transfigured regardless, and that's an important fact to remember, as many textbooks erroneously mention that there are additoinal words needed to transfigure animals in particular circumstances. This is tosh."

Cole smiled, his English accent strong as he shifted his weight so he was actually sitting on the desk. He took a sip of his coffee and then addressed the room once more. "The second question, regarding animals that can fly, is far more important. Obviously you can either transfigure something to become the animal that is flying, or you can transfigure an animal that can fly into something else. If you are transfiguring 'from' a flyer, then the whole transformation is easier. Transfiguring something to become a flyer is far more difficult, primarily because humans don't understand the concept of wings in the way that they unerstand, say, toes. We have no idea what that part of the anatomy feels like, unless-"

Here, Cole briefly switched to his hawk form, a momentary reminder of animagi transformations that had been covered when the students were in their fourth years, before flicking back to a human shape. "-you can do that. Therefore, we find it most difficult to try and 'create' this shape without any prior knowledge of wing anatomy. This is not going to become a Biology lesson, mind. Instead I have some pidgeons for you to feel and get to know the wings. They have been put to sleep with a sleeping draught that will last until 9pm tonight, so you can feel their wings without hurting them. I'll let you get on with that. Remember, you're trying to feel for bone structure and muscle distribution. You have five minutes, and then I want you to draw a diagram. You may begin."[/font]

[Selene Falicon]

Selene held back a laugh as the teacher told her to sit quickly and winked. Well what do ya know! No house points taken away! A smile grew on her face and she murmered a quiet, "Thanks Professor." She listened to his speech about the wings of birds and held back her awe when he transformed. Apparently she'd missed that lesson when they had shown it last year... She was sure no one else thought it was too special...

Selene felt odd as she grabbed her bird. It was limp, so she made sure to support it. She didn't want it to be hurt when it woke up. It still felt weird to see a bird not shirping and hopping around, though. She set it down on her desk and couldn't hide her nervousness of feeling the bird's wing. She wasn't used to doing things like that yet, even if she had been in a magical school for, how long now? Sighing she started feeling the wing. She took a moment to draw what she felt, then continued again. She kept going, adding more and more detail (as much as possible) until the professor told them to stop.

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[amandalarsen]

Transfiguring airborne animals? That was one question Amanda was not ready for. Was Professor Halliwell kidding them? She couldn't remember ever learning this part of the lesson. Then again, he was gone for so long, did he remember their promotions? She gulped, fretting in her seat, and exchanging glances to Holden since she didn't know the other girl very well.

But for some odd reason a smirk appeared across her lips. "Mmm mm." She shakes her head. "I don't." She whispers in return as she looks to her book for some reference. Her sapphire orbs looked forward as the professor began to speak, a bit disappointed that his question was very obvious. She could have answered that. Well, if she hadn't taken her sweet time to understand the question.

She jotted down the information on transfiguring airbone animals until the professor asked his second question. But it seems that the question was more of lecture until he transformed into his hawk form and then back to human. It was fascinating at first, but she had seen him already as an animagi during their last lesson.

It was what he mentioned next that got Amanda more excited about today's lesson. She gets to study the wing structure of a pigeon; well it's bone structure. She went ahead to carefully grab her own pigeon and returned to her seat. From there on, she laid the pigeon on it's back and delicately spread it's wings so that she could have a more defined look at each wing.

[Professor Cole A. Halliwell]

"OK, let's continue," he called, returning the class's attention to himself, the Professor smiling a little. "The next thing for us all to consider with transfiguring the wing part is that we mustn't focus too much on this part of the transformation. You see, if we only focus on the transfiguration of the wings, we will forget to Transfigure the rest of the animal. Herein lies the problems with this sort of complicated magic, and is something you will encounter increasingly over the next few years. I promise you, it gets easier after a while," a wink.

"Now, you can try to transfigure the small wooden blocks that are on your desks," (a flick of the hand conjured these) "using the incantation 'Avia'. This is a generalised incantation so could create any kind of bird, based on your personalities. You may begin."[/font]

[marshalll]

Levi practically ran into the classroom, almost forgetting to opening the door. He hadn't been able to find his schedule this morning and now he was late to Transfiguration as the Mihael had the memory of a jellyfish and still didn't know his schedule. He had to ask around in order to find out that it was Transfiguration, the next class fifth year Mihaels would be having.

He apparently entered just when the others were starting practicing the spell. Levi would have to find out by himself what on earth they were busy doing, unless.. His gray-blue eyes spotted a familiar boy sitting on the front row. Great! Holden could tell him what they were doing, so Levi wouldn't have to ask and bother the Professor.

"Hey." He said, as he sat down next to Holden. Now that had been a long while ago. Now that he came to think of it, he hadn't spoken him in ages! "Can you possibly tell me what is going on?" He asked his huffy friendly.

[Holden J. Caulfield]

Holden wasn't paying too much attention to be quite honest. It wasn't that Cole Professor Cole Halliwell was boring. No no no that wasn't the thing. The thing was to be quite honest was that Holden hated birds. Yes he quite did as a matter-of-fact. The other thing was that he was simply terrified of them. Whenever a bird would flap their wings he would naturally freak out. But if they were flying or just on his shoulder he would be fine. It was just when they first began to take flight would he freak.

Levi Marshell, one of his friendilions, began talking. Holden jumped from taking notes. "Hey Levi." Holden finished taking his notes. "I believe we're learning about birds. We're transfiguring animals but we're using birds. I guess since Cole Professor Halliwell has a bird as an animagi and he knows more about them than any other animal. But don't quote me on that.

"Now we're learning how to turn a block into a bird. Whatever our personality is it will turn into a certain type of bird." The fifth year picked up his wand and said, "Avia," with the flick of his wrist and the small wooden box turned into a raven.

"What does the raven mean professor?" The bird slash box flapped his wings and Holden moved back. "No. Keep wings closed. No flapping," he said to the bird talking with his hands.[/size]

[Avery Moretti]

Avery sulked into class, slipping in through the door and closing it behind her, like it had been when she arrived. A quick glance up let her know who was inside, two of the people being Levi and Holden, and others including familiar people that she didn't really talk to. Instead of sitting next to her friends as usual, she plopped into a seat at the back, slouching down and resting her cheek on her propped up hand.

Looking rather down, she stared down at her paper, wondering what they would be learning today. If she had sat with her friends, she would be able to find out, but she hadn't. Oh well. Bright blue eyes flickered out the window and she sighed. No Jackson = not a happy Avery.

[marshalll]

Levi looked over Holden's shoulder and tried to read his notes, then he quickly got out his own note block and scribbled down everything he remembered that Holden had written down, even before Holden had a chance to tell Levi what was going on.

Bot Holden was pretty good at explaining, as Levi didn't have anymore questions after Holden's detailed explanation about what had happened so far. It seemed that Levi hadn't been that late, and that was great, since he didn't want to miss his classes.. he just had to graduate this year or he'd be super not so proud of himself..

He saw Avery entering and waved at her, then pointing at an empty seat next to him. Instead of walking up towards them though, Levi noticed her walking towards the back of the class. "I believe somebody needs to be cheered up." Levi said to his class mate. "Do you know what her problem is?"

[Timothy Levesque]

Getting out his wand Tim had tried to consintrate, there had been talking and murmurs all around him and he had not a clue of what to do and how to ignore him. Usally things in a classroom were quiet and there was not any talking and the students were focused on their work but this time there had been whispers and almost silent chats going on. As he had pointed his wand at his block of wood on his desk he had looked around. He had seen others doing the spell they needed to do and tim had decided to do the same. Looking back down at his desk and at the small block of wood he had took a deep breath and pointed his wand at it. He had not completed that, he must have did something wrong. That was then when the professor had continuted on with the lesson. He had listened once more and looking up at the professor paying very close attention to him and what he was saying.

Once more he had taken a deep breath. "Avia!" He had said and within second the small like piece like block of wood had then appeared into a small bird. He had not knew what kind of bird that he had created, but he had loved his house of Hufflepuff very much and the bird was the colors of black and yellow. The Hufflepuff colors. He had guess the bird was a symbal of his house and loyalty. In shock and amazement he had looked back up at the professor on directions on what he was suppose to do next.