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Daemon · 10-05-2019, 06:16 PM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Claudine pulled her silver and green scarf a little snugger around her neck. Her hands, crossed over her chest, were tucked under her arms in an effort to keep them warm. "Good afternoon, Professor,'' she said upon reaching the classroom. She noticed the woman's frown but said nothing about it. What else did she notice? The numbers on the board. Fun fact: numbers confused her sometimes.

Without wasting another moment, she made her way to the back of the class to take up a seat.

Ah, students. "Good afternoon Claudine," Ayana smiled at the young Slytherin, and noted the move to the back of the class.

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Originally Posted by Fireheart

It was another chilly day at Beauxbatons. But for some reason, cold days were more bearable when it was around the holiday season. At least she could look forward to a steaming mug of butterbeer after class today. She balled her gloved fingers into fists at her sides, trying to retain warmth as she entered the Arithmancy room. Sliding into a chair toward the front, she gave the professor a warm smile. "Hello, Professor Sissay." Avalon unwound her blue scarf from her neck, slinging it over the back of her chair. At least the classroom wasn't as cold as it was outside.

"Avalon, good afternoon," Sissay nodded at the young Ravenclaw as she sat close to her, pleased as ever about the seat selection.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Bernadette still wasn't sure what she was doing in this class or why, but it was on her schedule and she was following her schedule. Still. Till they probably kicked her out for licking her fingers or something.

She followed the others into the room and then spotted Claudine zipping toward the back. Oh no, she was NOT going to be stuck in the front! Bernie picked up her speedwalking pace and hurried to a seat beside her friend. Just like in all their other classes, if they were going to be confused, they might as well be confused together.

Gryffindors. Ayana took note of young Bernadette and Claudine, but her eyes went straight to the next student entering her classroom.

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Arithmancy was a subject that Kaiser could take or leave; he really had no strong feelings about it either way. The subject matter confused him ~~often~~ sometimes, but the same could be said for practically every single one of his classes, so it wasn't special in that way.

Another thing Kaiser didn't feel strongly about was the upcoming winter holiday. Sure, a break from lessons would be nice, but he wasn't exactly eagerly anticipating it. Or, uh... anything else. At all. But that was... not for here.

Strolling into the classroom - sans the extra winter clothing that some of his peers had opted for, but still rocking the ever-present messy hair and dark eye circles - Kaiser went ahead and claimed the seat nearest the door. "Afternoon," he greeted Sissay automatically, sounding as though he was no less than eleven different varieties of tired (spoiler alert: he was).

Crate? Not interested. Numbers on the board? Didn't care. Half-closing his eyes, Kaiser propped his head on his hand and waited for class to start.

"Good afternoon Kaiser." Another lesson, another minute of worry over this teenager's sleeping pattern. Had it gone out of fashion to schedule oneself a full night of rest?

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Originally Posted by lazykitty

Snow. It was something that she wasn't really used to yet. It never snowed back home, even in the mountains. She had never really been convinced it even existed before. So the near-constant snow of the Pyrenees was something completely different. Though, she did enjoy the various snow-related activities, even if she hadn't been able to convince anyone to teach her to how to sled or ski yet. Keyword being yet. She was determined to learn before the winter was up.

"Hello, Professor," Dalia greeted, choosing to sit in her usual seat. What was in the crate?

Ah, and there was Dalia. "Good afternoon," she greeted the young brunette with a soft smile.

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Dorian was not in a good mood today and no matter what he tried to come up with that could be the cause of it, he could not find anything. Which made him even more temperamental. He had done his very best to uphold his Head Boy status and be friendly to everyone but he was human as well. So far, he had not snapped at anyone yet which was a plus.

The Ravenclaw dragged his feet in to the classroom for another Arithmancy lesson, his hands deep inside of his pockets as he walked before he took them out to turn his bag around and took out his text and notebook. "Professor" He greeted and albeit he sounded normal , there was no hint of a smile today. He nodded his head instead and found his usual seat at the front. Ignoring the crate at the front desk entirely cause why bother.

By Hypatia, the Head Boy an eighth of his usual cheerful demeanour. "Dorian, good afternoon." Whatever had happened, she hoped it wasn't serious.

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

At least Beauxbatons had one thing going for it. Maybe it was just her artist’s eye, but Carys had to admit that the castle was beautiful in the snow. Quidditch disappointments aside, she’d found herself spending more time in the art studio trying new painting techniques and otherwise just passing the time when she didn’t have homework to do. Not to say she wasn’t still concerned about her Quidditch skills, but she was at least trying to make the situation better for herself.

Either way, she’d spent the lunch period painting, before heading off to Arithmancy. It was definitely nowhere near her best subject, but at least it was familiar. “Good afternoon Professor Sissay,” she greeted the woman with a smile, heading off to a seat near a window and completely oblivious to the tiny smear of green paint in her hair near her left ear. The crate and the arithmetic on the board had been noticed, but it hadn’t seemed to need questioning. At the very least, she knew the arithmetic. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad.

Had none of Carys' friends pointed out the paint or was this a fashion choice? Questions that will never be answered. "Good afternoon Carys." At least she smiled.

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Tina had a lot on her mind. Her birthday was the day after tomorrow, and the holidays were just around the corner. Thank Merlin! She needed a vacation. To think that for two years, all she wanted was to get back to Beauxbatons, but now that she'd been here for a while, she lost all the love she once had for her former school. Now she just wanted to go home and stay there, far away from the chaos of Hogwarts and the elitism of Beauxbatons!

But she couldn't go home, not yet anyway. She still had to get through several days of school, which for now meant getting through arithmancy. Now this was a class Tina had mixed feelings on! She liked Professor Sissay, and she liked that this was one of the calmer classes on her schedule. On the other hand, this was the class where she was most likely to make mistakes, and holy hippogriffs, how she hated mistakes!

Tina was in a fair mood, not up, not down, just somewhere in the middle, as she made her way to arithmancy, warmed not by extra layers of scarves and gloves but by a heating charm. "Hello, Professor Sissay," she greeted, nodding politely. As she took her seat, her eyes fell to the crate at the front of the room, and her mind flashed back to that muggle Studies lesson on building furniture. Hmm… did Professor Sissay borrow Professor Schmoe's lesson idea? Was there furniture in there? Then she saw the calculations on the board and became even more confused/curious. Were the answers to those calculations the dimensions for the crate? For whatever was in the crate? Usually Tina could sort of predict where a lesson was going, but this time she had no idea!

Ayana smiled widely as Tina made her way to her usual seat. "Good afternoon,"[/b] she nodded her head in greeting, and noted with the regular amount of delight as the curios look on the Ravenclaw's face.

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

It was a lot colder than he expected it to be. This was a fact. It was probably because of this that the Gryffindor scarf finally made its way out of his trunk and around his neck. And why he would rather be sitting near a fireplace, sipping on some hot chocolate instead of going to class.

The silver lining? He liked Arithmancy. Probably not as much as Astronomy but he liked it all the same. Sissay was great and even if they were going to do some complicated calculations with weird meanings, he was sure she was going to be nice about it. She always was.

Except today, she was frowning? At a crate?

Uh? Should he ask? He shouldn't, right? Maybe it was personal. Or maybe she didn't like crates.

Whatever the reason, Lucas did his best to smile at her as he walked past. "Afternoon, Professor," he said, before wandering off towards a seat somewhere close to the middle of the room. It was only when he was seated that his eyes found the calculations on the board and he..... furrowed his eyebrows. One plus six? Four times seven?? Uh??

Okay.

"Afternoon, Lucas," Ayana smiled gently at the Gryffindor and watched his face shift and morph as he seemed to catch sight of the board. Some students liked today's lesson and some didn't.

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Cecelia was kind of rubbish at arithmancy. All the numbers made her head spin, and gave her a bit of a headache, but she was here and trying to make the best of it anyway. Wearing a small smile, the first year offered a finger wiggling wave to the professor. "Hello, you look happy today." She'd noticed and was glad because maybe it meant she wouldn't be SUPER disappointed when Cece didn't get what they were meant to be learning about.

Bright side!

Ayana was extremely fond of first years. "Good afternoon Cecilia, thank you," she nodded in greeting, choosing to take that as some sort of compliment. Children always came up with the oddest turns of phrase.

Ayana walked to the back of the class to check for any last stragglers, and shut the door deftly at exactly 3pm. "Good afternoon class!" she began as she strode back to the front, deep green robes with hints of gold swishing around her frame. "Today we'll be starting off with some arithmetic exercises." Ayana tapped the board and some more sums, subtractions, multiplication and division questions appeared in what she hoped was an inviting type of handwriting. Big block numbers, friendly chalk. She'd really tried. Numbers had a peculiar ability to make students feel extremely unsafe, and Ayana always tries to mitigate that to the best of her abilities.

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1. 1 + 6 = ?
2. 7 + 17 = ?
3. 25 - 7 = ?
4. 156 - 82 = ?
5. 4 * 7 = ?
7. 6 * 12 = ?
8. 13 * 15 = ?
9. 135 ÷ 9 = ?
10. 144 ÷ 12 = ?
11. 471 ÷ 3 = ?

"Before we all panic, this will not count towards your marks at the end of the term and instead is just an indication for me to see what level you're all at," Ayana quickly added, waving her arms around in what she hoped was a calm, reassuring manner. "You'll have about ten minutes to answer as many of these as you can." her smile widened as she locked eyes with some students.

"You may begin."

OOC: Hello, thank you for coming! ^__^ Just a quick ~~pop quiz~~ arithmetic practice to start us off, I'll be moving on in about 24 hours.

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"Good afternoon Claudine," Ayana smiled at the young Slytherin, and noted the move to the back of the class. Quote: Originally Posted by Fireheart It was another chilly day at Beauxbatons. But for some reason, cold days were more bearable when it was around the holiday season. At least she could look forward to a steaming mug of butterbeer after class today. She balled her gloved fingers into fists at her sides, trying to retain warmth as she entered the Arithmancy room. Sliding into a chair toward the front, she gave the professor a warm smile. "Hello, Professor Sissay." Avalon unwound her blue scarf from her neck, slinging it over the back of her chair. At least the classroom wasn't as cold as it was outside. "Avalon, good afternoon," Sissay nodded at the young Ravenclaw as she sat close to her, pleased as ever about the seat selection. Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Bernadette still wasn't sure what she was doing in this class or why, but it was on her schedule and she was following her schedule. Still. Till they probably kicked her out for licking her fingers or something. She followed the others into the room and then spotted Claudine zipping toward the back. Oh no, she was NOT going to be stuck in the front! Bernie picked up her speedwalking pace and hurried to a seat beside her friend. Just like in all their other classes, if they were going to be confused, they might as well be confused together. Gryffindors. Ayana took note of young Bernadette and Claudine, but her eyes went straight to the next student entering her classroom. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Arithmancy was a subject that Kaiser could take or leave; he really had no strong feelings about it either way. The subject matter confused him ~~often~~ sometimes, but the same could be said for practically every single one of his classes, so it wasn't special in that way. Another thing Kaiser didn't feel strongly about was the upcoming winter holiday. Sure, a break from lessons would be nice, but he wasn't exactly eagerly anticipating it. Or, uh... anything else. At all. But that was... not for here. Strolling into the classroom - sans the extra winter clothing that some of his peers had opted for, but still rocking the ever-present messy hair and dark eye circles - Kaiser went ahead and claimed the seat nearest the door. "Afternoon," he greeted Sissay automatically, sounding as though he was no less than eleven different varieties of tired (spoiler alert: he was). Crate? Not interested. Numbers on the board? Didn't care. Half-closing his eyes, Kaiser propped his head on his hand and waited for class to start. "Good afternoon Kaiser." Another lesson, another minute of worry over this teenager's sleeping pattern. Had it gone out of fashion to schedule oneself a full night of rest? Quote: Originally Posted by lazykitty Snow. It was something that she wasn't really used to yet. It never snowed back home, even in the mountains. She had never really been convinced it even existed before. So the near-constant snow of the Pyrenees was something completely different. Though, she did enjoy the various snow-related activities, even if she hadn't been able to convince anyone to teach her to how to sled or ski yet. Keyword being yet. She was determined to learn before the winter was up. "Hello, Professor," Dalia greeted, choosing to sit in her usual seat. What was in the crate? Ah, and there was Dalia. "Good afternoon," she greeted the young brunette with a soft smile. Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Dorian was not in a good mood today and no matter what he tried to come up with that could be the cause of it, he could not find anything. Which made him even more temperamental. He had done his very best to uphold his Head Boy status and be friendly to everyone but he was human as well. So far, he had not snapped at anyone yet which was a plus. The Ravenclaw dragged his feet in to the classroom for another Arithmancy lesson, his hands deep inside of his pockets as he walked before he took them out to turn his bag around and took out his text and notebook. "Professor" He greeted and albeit he sounded normal , there was no hint of a smile today. He nodded his head instead and found his usual seat at the front. Ignoring the crate at the front desk entirely cause why bother. By Hypatia, the Head Boy an eighth of his usual cheerful demeanour. "Dorian, good afternoon." Whatever had happened, she hoped it wasn't serious. Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger At least Beauxbatons had one thing going for it. Maybe it was just her artist’s eye, but Carys had to admit that the castle was beautiful in the snow. Quidditch disappointments aside, she’d found herself spending more time in the art studio trying new painting techniques and otherwise just passing the time when she didn’t have homework to do. Not to say she wasn’t still concerned about her Quidditch skills, but she was at least trying to make the situation better for herself. Either way, she’d spent the lunch period painting, before heading off to Arithmancy. It was definitely nowhere near her best subject, but at least it was familiar. “Good afternoon Professor Sissay,” she greeted the woman with a smile, heading off to a seat near a window and completely oblivious to the tiny smear of green paint in her hair near her left ear. The crate and the arithmetic on the board had been noticed, but it hadn’t seemed to need questioning. At the very least, she knew the arithmetic. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad. Had none of Carys' friends pointed out the paint or was this a fashion choice? Questions that will never be answered. "Good afternoon Carys." At least she smiled. Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Tina had a lot on her mind. Her birthday was the day after tomorrow, and the holidays were just around the corner. Thank Merlin! She needed a vacation. To think that for two years, all she wanted was to get back to Beauxbatons, but now that she'd been here for a while, she lost all the love she once had for her former school. Now she just wanted to go home and stay there, far away from the chaos of Hogwarts and the elitism of Beauxbatons! But she couldn't go home, not yet anyway. She still had to get through several days of school, which for now meant getting through arithmancy. Now this was a class Tina had mixed feelings on! She liked Professor Sissay, and she liked that this was one of the calmer classes on her schedule. On the other hand, this was the class where she was most likely to make mistakes, and holy hippogriffs, how she hated mistakes! Tina was in a fair mood, not up, not down, just somewhere in the middle, as she made her way to arithmancy, warmed not by extra layers of scarves and gloves but by a heating charm. "Hello, Professor Sissay," she greeted, nodding politely. As she took her seat, her eyes fell to the crate at the front of the room, and her mind flashed back to that muggle Studies lesson on building furniture. Hmm… did Professor Sissay borrow Professor Schmoe's lesson idea? Was there furniture in there? Then she saw the calculations on the board and became even more confused/curious. Were the answers to those calculations the dimensions for the crate? For whatever was in the crate? Usually Tina could sort of predict where a lesson was going, but this time she had no idea! Ayana smiled widely as Tina made her way to her usual seat. "Good afternoon,"[/b] she nodded her head in greeting, and noted with the regular amount of delight as the curios look on the Ravenclaw's face. Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone It was a lot colder than he expected it to be. This was a fact. It was probably because of this that the Gryffindor scarf finally made its way out of his trunk and around his neck. And why he would rather be sitting near a fireplace, sipping on some hot chocolate instead of going to class. The silver lining? He liked Arithmancy. Probably not as much as Astronomy but he liked it all the same. Sissay was great and even if they were going to do some complicated calculations with weird meanings, he was sure she was going to be nice about it. She always was. Except today, she was frowning? At a crate? Uh? Should he ask? He shouldn't, right? Maybe it was personal. Or maybe she didn't like crates. Whatever the reason, Lucas did his best to smile at her as he walked past. "Afternoon, Professor," he said, before wandering off towards a seat somewhere close to the middle of the room. It was only when he was seated that his eyes found the calculations on the board and he..... furrowed his eyebrows. One plus six? Four times seven?? Uh?? Okay. "Afternoon, Lucas," Ayana smiled gently at the Gryffindor and watched his face shift and morph as he seemed to catch sight of the board. Some students liked today's lesson and some didn't. Quote: Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow Cecelia was kind of rubbish at arithmancy. All the numbers made her head spin, and gave her a bit of a headache, but she was here and trying to make the best of it anyway. Wearing a small smile, the first year offered a finger wiggling wave to the professor. "Hello, you look happy today." She'd noticed and was glad because maybe it meant she wouldn't be SUPER disappointed when Cece didn't get what they were meant to be learning about. Bright side! Ayana was extremely fond of first years. "Good afternoon Cecilia, thank you," she nodded in greeting, choosing to take that as some sort of compliment. Children always came up with the oddest turns of phrase. Ayana walked to the back of the class to check for any last stragglers, and shut the door deftly at exactly 3pm. "Good afternoon class!" she began as she strode back to the front, deep green robes with hints of gold swishing around her frame. "Today we'll be starting off with some arithmetic exercises." Ayana tapped the board and some more sums, subtractions, multiplication and division questions appeared in what she hoped was an inviting type of handwriting. Big block numbers, friendly chalk. She'd really tried. Numbers had a peculiar ability to make students feel extremely unsafe, and Ayana always tries to mitigate that to the best of her abilities. Quote: 1. 1 + 6 = ? 2. 7 + 17 = ? 3. 25 - 7 = ? 4. 156 - 82 = ? 5. 4 * 7 = ? 7. 6 * 12 = ? 8. 13 * 15 = ? 9. 135 ÷ 9 = ? 10. 144 ÷ 12 = ? 11. 471 ÷ 3 = ? "Before we all panic, this will not count towards your marks at the end of the term and instead is just an indication for me to see what level you're all at," Ayana quickly added, waving her arms around in what she hoped was a calm, reassuring manner. "You'll have about ten minutes to answer as many of these as you can." her smile widened as she locked eyes with some students. "You may begin." OOC: Hello, thank you for coming! ^__^ Just a quick ~~pop quiz~~ arithmetic practice to start us off, I'll be moving on in about 24 hours. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end