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Date: January 16th, 2013
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| 3rd Year Magical Theory; Day 3, Period 3/4, Lesson 2 | |
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| Beau Armistead | Mar 26 2008, 09:27:52 PM Post #41 |
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Entering tentatively, Beau glanced over one shoulder, seeing the group not far off. She took a desk in the middle of the room, hoping that they would fill in around her. Picking up her quill, she held it poised above the paper in thought. She tapped the feather against the desk, listening to the steady, muffled thwap! as it landed. |
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| Lola Dior | Mar 26 2008, 09:34:46 PM Post #42 |
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Lola walked into class and made a slow-ish entrance, making sure to read the board on her way to a seat behind Beau. She spotted the Professor and nodded in his direction. "Afternoon, Professor Tortal." she said, as she put her bag infront of her and took out parchment, a quill, and a bottle of ink. She dipped her quill in the ink, and began to write, in her small writing; Magic is said to be anything that involves Witches, Wizards, and some "Magical" creatures. It can be played out to be easy to manage, though, sometimes it's too much to manage. Magic can transfigure things, which is where the subject of Transfiguration comes to play. An easier example would be looking at animagi. They are Witches/Wizards with the ability to change themselves into an animal. Though, it may sound fun and convenient, it can sometimes be very out of control. With magic, also comes the convenience of being able to summon things with the flick of a wand using the Accio spell. It's fairly simple, and rather convenient. Then, there's the concept of flying. Sure, muggles can fly on one of their contraptions, but Witches and Wizards can hop on a broom and kick off. It does, though, take a while to learn to be able to control the broom, but after it's learned it's quite pleasant. Those all, of course, fall under "Spells." We also have jinxes. There's harmless ones, but there are some that aren't appreciated by anyone. Now, as jinxes are not deadly, then we have curses. They're considered "Black Magic." An example, would be The Unforgivable Curses. The three curses consist of pain, control, and death. They are very much frowned upon by most Witches and Wizards. She sighed as she realized, she really had nothing to add. She was never a genious at these things, but she did what she could do. Whether Professor Tortal would think it was good enough, that was out of her reach. She closed up her bottle of ink and put the quill down. She wasn't quite ready to hand it in, she di want to give herself a chance to maybe conjure up some more answers. |
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| Arthwen Eruwaedhiel Clover | Mar 26 2008, 09:54:08 PM Post #43 |
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Arthwen waved hi to her brother in the halls outside DADA and quickly made her way to Magical Theory. She entered the classroom and took a seat. "Hi Lola, Beau." She said as she sat next to them. |
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| Ben Thomas | Mar 27 2008, 02:23:19 AM Post #44 |
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Ben entered and wandered over to the others once more whom he had been with last lesson, he smiled took a seat with his fellow Hufflepuffs. "Hey, What did I miss? Or did I just walk slow and nothings happened?" he smiled, before looking behind hoping Fera would enter to continue where they left off. |
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| Arthwen Eruwaedhiel Clover | Mar 27 2008, 07:18:08 AM Post #45 |
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"You walked slow and nothing happened." Arthwen answered. "Have a nice walk here?" She asked giggling, wanting to get a small conversation going before everyone else arrived. ((Might as well join the bandwagon.)) |
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| Lola Dior | Mar 27 2008, 10:15:23 AM Post #46 |
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"Hi Lola, Beau." "Howdy, Arthwen." she said, as she nodded her head. She put her notes aside as she tapped her chin with the tip of her quill. Can't think much more... Lola saw Ben walk in and smiled. "Eyy mate, you feel better?" she asked, concerned. "I still have that cloth." she added, grinning at him. |
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| Hellius Surla | Mar 27 2008, 11:36:56 AM Post #47 |
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If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification.
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It was an odd sort of feeling. Throughout his entire body, there was an ever persistent numbness that interrupted normal functions of his body. He wasn't sure what was causing it, but a hunch pointed towards the demon and the task it had asked for him to perform. The taste in his mouth continued to revolve around a salty, bloody taste that started to taste more different than other blood that he had tasted. The residual aftermath of the heart he had consumed last year had quite the different taste - one that was watered down and ruined by... muggle blood. This new blood, this pureblood was quite different; it was sweeter, more powerful..., more delicious. Taking a deep breath, Hellius pushed the door open into the classroom and collapsed into the nearest chair. Looking up at the board for a brief moment, he nodded and reached to his belongings in his bag. Taking out a piece of rough parchment, a somewhat dirty eagle quill, and a half used ink vial, Hellius began to write not out of knowing the answer entirely, but more out of imagination instead of intellectual factors. Magic, which controls much of everything in the wizarding world, is something that I personally do not understand in the least. Magic seems to work off many different things that consist in the human body; a factor that I cannot truly comprehend. Why is it that this... thing that is magic can simply act on our emotions, and our thoughts, or even our imagination in general? There are so many different ways to use magic that instead of bunching them up into one little category, it has been separated into a variety of different ways - Curses (magic that permanently 'hurts' people), Charms (magic that 'helps' people), Hexes (magic that temporarily 'hurts' people) , and Jinxes (magic that can be used either way). All magic seems to need some sort of backbone to it; emotion, imagination, or thoughts. Transfiguration needs more imagination on the caster's part, otherwise it just wouldn't work. Charms, such as the Cheering Charm, need happy thoughts to actually make the target happier. I don't get it. What is magic? Hellius sighed and looked at his work. Shrugging to himself, he wrote his name at the top of his paper and retrieved his wand. "Locomotor - paper." The paper acted obediently and flew towards the professor's desk. |
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| Charles Tortal | Mar 27 2008, 11:46:22 AM Post #48 |
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Right then. The assignment on the board was for house points, so if you haven't already, do it later; I'll accept it next class for the hell of it, Charles said, crossing his arms and looking up at the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors. His classroom resembled something like a muggle college class because the professor admired the ingeniousness at it's design. Nodding to himself, he folded his hands behind his back once again. Last period, the Slytherins and Ravenclaws had a field day with this lesson. They gradually asked all questions that many wizards have been asking for years, and I answered them accordingly: I didn't know. Charles nodded and examined the looks on the student's faces if they had any at all. Sniffing once, he smirked. Today... we are talking about just what what makes magic different from any sort of thing that is on the planet. We will be talking about what makes it tick, what makes it react, and what sort of things it can do... that we all don't understand. Any questions before we get all in depth with it? Catching Hellius' paper, Charles nodded at the boy and placed the parchment on the side of his desk. And 10 points to Gryffindor for being the first person to turn in a paper. I'll read it later, Mr. Surla. |
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| Ben Thomas | Mar 27 2008, 12:08:28 PM Post #49 |
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He listened to Professor Tortal speak before answering his friends,"Yeah I'm getting there, bloody hurt that did, but yes a very nice walk." he said laughing and smiling to the two of them. "Maybe give that cloth another try later, I'm waiting on Fera so we can continue where we left of, I really want to try out that thing with my flower" he continued, with the daisy still grasped in his hand. |
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| Lola Dior | Mar 27 2008, 01:13:17 PM Post #50 |
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Lola smiled at Ben. She looked down at her paper and sighed. That's all I have. She got up and walked over to the Professor. She handed him her paper, gave him a nod, mumbled "Here, Professor Tortal." and quickly sat back down. She turned to Ben. She felt that her cheeks were flushed. The feeling of tiredness and even sickness had returned. Her stomach gave another turn. She shook it off quickly. She nodded at Ben, hoping he wouldn't notice how extra-pale she felt. |
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| Ben Thomas | Mar 27 2008, 01:19:29 PM Post #51 |
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"Hey whats up?" Ben said as Lola looked at him with a very ill looking face. He put his arms around her and hugged his probably new-bestfriend, "You can tell me." |
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| Lola Dior | Mar 27 2008, 01:23:30 PM Post #52 |
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"Hey whats up?" Lola winced. She didn't want him to notice how she was feeling. She really didn't like showing her weaknesses. She let him hold her, and she could hear his heart beat. She placed her hands on her lap as she leaned against her new 'bestfriend'. "You can tell me." She looked down. "I don't know, actually. I just feel very tired, and ill." she said, as she turned to look at him. "Is it that obvious?" she asked, loud enough only for Ben to hear. |
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| Fera Collis | Mar 27 2008, 03:23:04 PM Post #53 |
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Fera entered the classroom, now really not wanting more attention at the exact moment. |
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| Annie Stones | Mar 27 2008, 03:24:38 PM Post #54 |
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Annie went up and left, sick of not getting any attention from anyone. |
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| Arthwen Eruwaedhiel Clover | Mar 27 2008, 04:29:10 PM Post #55 |
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Arthwen grabbed her stuff and went over to Fera. "Hey." She said. "Ben and Lola seem to be deep in conversation, how're you?" ((Once Fera posts I'll start the conversation and get this class to be a bit more interesting... I hope.)) |
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| Charles Tortal | Mar 27 2008, 04:31:42 PM Post #56 |
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OOC: I really, really don't want to repeat exactly what I said in the last lesson. Read back if you wish, but I would like to imagine that we already went through the process of explaining everything. Ask questions at your will. |
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| Ben Thomas | Mar 27 2008, 04:31:43 PM Post #57 |
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"Yeah, it is slightly obvious, Lola, maybe you should go to bed" Ben said, smiling at the girl, he hugged her tightly again and looked around to see whom had entered and exited since he had done so himself. He noticed Fera enter, he walked over to her and kneeled down, she looked slightly depressed so he spoke in a low tone, "Can we continue? We got interrupted by the bell." he said, putting on a little smile. |
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| Lola Dior | Mar 27 2008, 04:38:13 PM Post #58 |
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"Yeah, it is slightly obvious, Lola, maybe you should go to bed" Lola shook her head. She had to stick it out, or else she wouldn't break out of her shell. She placed her arms around his waist and hugged him back. "I'll just put my head down, a bit. Or something. Thanks Benny." she whispered, as she let go of him and placed her arms on the desk, resting her head in her hands. She felt so horrible, she was kind of glad Ben had left for a bit. It gave her time to breathe a bit better. She bit her lip and began to breathe slowly, but that made it worse. She groaned and just turned away from everyone that was there, closing her eyes attempting to make herself feel better. She then had an idea. She got her bag and took out her cloth, which had previously been on Ben's cheek. She placed it against her forehead and instantly felt the coolness of it rushing through her body. She smiled as she realized she was feeling better. Or, at least, she thought she was. She sat there, back to everyone, resting her head on the hand holding the cloth her face. |
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| Beau Armistead | Mar 27 2008, 04:55:30 PM Post #59 |
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Raising her hand slowly, she asked a question, "Professor, What about Muggleborns?" Beau colored slightly as she spoke, hoping that her question would not offend anyone, she was only a half-blood, after all. "If magic is so "exclusive" to wizards, then how do they... come about?" She gllanced around nervously, this was something she had always wondered, but now she wanted to take it back. |
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| Arthwen Eruwaedhiel Clover | Mar 27 2008, 05:03:15 PM Post #60 |
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"I wondered that too." Arthwen said, louder than normal to make sure she was heard. She faced Fera again and mouthed to tell her later. |
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