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Post by alexander2007 on Oct 31, 2007 12:14:26 GMT -5
Yes, quite late. But nevertheless, at least he was here. Alexander had to admit this class was his less favourite, but even so he had to take it. His hair covering his tired eyes as he entered the classroom, finding Gerard and taking a seat the other side of him. A girl was on the other side. "Good Morning. What are we doing?" Gerard didn't look as though he would listen, but he had to ask sometimes.
So many times, this keeps happening, the same thing all over again. Trace is late, yet again, for his class. He did not hesitate to sit down, but was quickly drawn by another minority. He whispered, "I guess the new generation has not reached ascension, so sad, success is not in all of us, only those of the Slytherin blood...heh". A trail of his whisper followed him the way through the back of the classroom. He sat down and took out his parchment. He sat there, still, without motion, but with a grin.
Xiao had woken up late that morning, when she had finally woken up she found herself alone in her dormitory. She had turned to look at the clock to see that classes had already started. Scrambling quickly out of bed she threw on her school uniform, slipped her shoes on her feet, not laced, grabbed her bag and started to run to class. If she had had time she would have stopped to grab something to eat as she ran, but she wasn't really thinking as she made a mad dash to get to her class. Finally she stopped in front of the classroom door panting heavily. Finally looking down she saw her shoes were unlaced, so she laced them up quickly before opening the door. Once she was in the classroom she quickly found a seat before taking her notebook out of her book bag.
"Look what we have here", said Trace as he began to write down some facts during the discussion. He leaned back, noticing the new kid who just entered the classroom. He then turned his head, now staring at the whole classroom. He wasn't really up to date with the lesson, History of Magic was not one of his favorite classes, it was actually a class that he wished he didn't have. Still, history was important, the past must be studied for better understanding. "So...no wizards, just witches. Hmm, interesting indeed", he said with a little act of higher intelligence.
He didn't have a reason for being late. He just... was. It's not like he did it on purpose or anything. As previously stated, he just... was. Anyway, Isaac slipped into class behind a Hufflepuff girl and took an empty seat near the back. Hopefully he wouldn't be publicly chided by the teacher's assistant. That wouldn't be good.
Avoiding looking around, he yanked out a roll of parchment, his quill, and immediately started jotting down what the person next to him and written down.
Being among the fist to arrive before the teacher began giving directions, Logan quickly wrote down the notes. He didn't even think about what he was writing, he just let his brain sort it out. As he wrote, his hand flew across his parchment.
Logan searched around the room for anyone he might know. He saw his cousin, Isaac. But that's pretty much it. Oh, and Emma. His eyes fell on his paper again, as he wrote.
Yanni wrote down the notes like he was told. He found the teacher was a nice sort of person, easy to get a long with. He wondered himself they did not have both wizards and witches. Maybe they killed them all? Yanni thought to himself, hoping someone would have the answer or magically plant it in his brain. History was his forte when learning about Muggle history, but not History of Magic. That had him stumped.
So many questoins all of a sudden, so many guesses, I liked this! Instead of starting at the students with a blank expression I decided to tell them why this was. "Ms. Winters, it had nothing to do with the religion at all. Mr. Perfy, I don't believe that the males where afraid of getting burnt," I said with a small laugh. "Ah, Ms. Divine, very good questoin. How this happened was that all witches where isolated from males until they wanted to get married. They then went out to find someone, once that happened and they gained the trust, they would explain the situation, if they had a girl. She would be a pure-blood and be able to do spells etc." I answered. "DING DING DING, Ms. Rune, correct! 10 points to Ravenclaw!"I announced in excitement.
"The males where all squibs, which means they are a Muggle born or married to a magical person. However, the reason they where not made into a wizard was becuase there was believed to be a curse on the spell. Does anyone have any idea what the spell was named? Just guess, give it a try."
Late once again. So, she'd been late to all of her classes so far. What an amazing start to the term. Charlotte was just brill. Frowning, she slipped into the History of Magic class, grabbing a seat and getting out a notebook. She had no idea what they were talking about, so she just waited for someone to say something that might give her a hint. Too bad she didn't no anyone she could ask for help. Oh well. Such is life.
Yanni sat not saying a word. He didn't understand what the Professor was talking about. There was a spell that would make Squid's into wizards? Or did wizards give up their powers? What was the Professor talking about, that Yanni had no idea. Feeling a little out of the loop, Yanni said not a word and took a deep breath. He would fail this class again.
Post by gerardturner on Nov 3, 2007 8:08:02 GMT -5
Alexander had finally entered the classroom. What a funny chap, he was normally here before him. But nevermind. Gerard won this time ;] "To be honest I haven't got a clue. He's been going on about something but I don't know what. Mehh. We'll find out soon enough kiddo." With a cheeky grin, he rested once more. Sleepy much.
Post by alexander2007 on Nov 4, 2007 4:06:40 GMT -5
He escaped a small laugh. Just the answer he had expected for Gerard Turner. He'd doubted that the Slytherin Boy had been listened, but nevermind. History of Magic was a dull subject, not something he took much fun in listening too. However the Mihael might have to jot down a couple of notes sometimes.
OOC: IVE BEEN SO BUSY THIS WEEK !!! SO SORRY FOR NOT REPLYING !
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Alias found himself, walking into the History Of Magic's classroom - where he saw his teacher; Prof. Joshua Thomas. Finding himself a seat, and pulling out his quill and parchement - he began jotting down some useful information he felt would be on their exams. Hearing Prof. Thomas' voice echoe off the walls, he heard him say "You'll be taking notes", there was his queue to take note and special attention to almost everything said.[/red]
A certain spell, or rather curse, that kept us from being able to ascend to the magical colony. Something like that could only be the work of a powerful wizard. The magnitude of being able to make all magical beings powerless, is something only those with great power can control. Something truly amazing as that, could only, and only, be the work of a dark wizard. Who, though? Who could possibly be able to have such power? It didn't matter now, such spell must be forbidden, or lost, forgotten forever...till now of course. "Give us a break...we're merely first year students. It's not like we're gonna know something like that..." cried Trace. Being lazy with the subject, he decided to shout out a response.
Molly walked into the classroom and took a seat. History of Magic. When Molly thought of that, the word that came to mind was "boring". Why had she even bothered showing up to all these classes? It was only her first day at the school and she was getting sick of it. She couldn't wait for the day to end.
She groaned as she took out her parchment and quill. More note-taking? Couldn't the professor's think up something a bit more exciting than that? Obviously not. Although, it was history. That was meant to be boring, wasm't it? Molly shrugged, took down a few notes and sat back in her seat.
Not realizing that he had been asking questions that no one even wanted to give a chance at, Joshua decided to go on with the lesson. Before that though, he addressed the new comers "May this be your warning, next time you will be counted as late." He said in a firm voice. "Now, the magical spell was called The Magical Transfer Spell. We will talk more about that in a different lesson." He said while erasing all the stuff on the board.
"Time for a review! With a few minutes left in class I'm going to have a short review and ask a few things. Then you will need to do a work sheet before you leave. First thing, Ancient Egypt ran from 3200-2270 BC. The Romans took them over around 2270 BC. There where only witches during the first time. Now for house points, what where males called that where born or married into a magical family, but can not do magic?"
Post by jazziojazzio on Nov 7, 2007 22:09:09 GMT -5
AnnaSophia listened to the class, and Josh. She never really thought about that, males being squibs and all. She knew what a squib was, from many lessons from her uncle the day before her departure for this magical school. Squibs were folk who may be half-blood or pure blood who couldn't perform magic, no matter how hard they tried. She was hoping that she wasn't a squib, she had always longed for some sort of power that made her different from her "friends" back in Oxford.
Her notes had grown slightly once she had jotted that bit of information down, and her head quickly shot up at the entry of Alias and a few other students. She smiled happily when Alias sat down, she wondered if he even saw her earlier. Geez, this guy was turning out to be one heck of a best friend, or so she'd say. She quickly turned back to Mr. Thomas, listening to what the man had yet to explain. Something about Egypt.
She assumed that would be on their final exam, she quickly scribbled that down on her page and began to bite her lip softly. Hm... this was going to be one class that she'd hopefully study really hard for. Hopefully, it didn't always mean she would.
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