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Mathys de Nostredame
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Originally Posted by love-for-HP View Post
Blake's draw nearly dropped at the idea of an actual Care of Magical Creatures class .... because what they had been doing for the majority of the year seems ridiculous ... what was with these Frenchmen ...

Being careful not to make to much noise since the Professor had asked them not to raise their voices .. he took a seat on one of the couches ... since was the first one to arrive it looked like ... He gave the professor a friendly nod, wave, and smile and waited for others to join him.
He could only imagine how disillusioning this term could be for the first years among the Hogwarts students. Mathys had hardly given such notions any thought at the beginning of term, he had standards that he had intended to keep regardless of which school he was instructing, but as the term progress he found himself having some regrets for previous decisions. Nothing he would voice to a living soul, however.

Returning the boy's nod of the head, the professor rested one of his hands atop the head of the gargoyle closest to his side and stroked it behind the ears while the boy took his seat.

Originally Posted by Nordic Witch View Post
Cole usually liked the CoMC subject and learning about creatures and how to care for them but since the rose garden incident he had thought many times about skipping the class all together. He had even gone as far as writing a letter about it to his father but he had never sent it. Theoretical lessons Cole we're all well and good but it didn't beat getting to work hands on with creatures in the flesh. Animated pictures just weren't the same.

Cole made his way into the makeshift outdoor classroom giving a silent wave to Professor De Nostredame before his eyes landed on the gargoyles. No not them again was Cole's impulsive reaction as he went over and took a seat on one of the wicker couches furthest away from the gargoyles. Was this lesson going to end in disaster too? Warily he kept his eyes on the gargoyles as he waited for the lesson to start.
A sentiment that your professor shared, rest assured. Though his hands were tied presently and he had had to go to great lengths to procure this opportunity again.

Wary of this particular Hogwarts youth, Mathys offered a polite nod of the head to the young man as he found somewhere to sit.
Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow View Post
The lack of actual creatures in lessons was disappointing and every time Cecelia turned up to class, she couldn't help but feel the weight of what had happened in the rose garden. She felt VERY much like the not interacting with creatures was partly her fault (the headmistress had done a good job of making her feel like a troublemaker) and she wondered if the other kids blamed her and the others, too. They'd all witnessed what had happened, after all. It made her a little less excited, a little less smiley, and a little more timid than she used to be and it felt bad. SHE felt bad a lot of the time.

She arrived with her head down, only picking it up to offer their instructor a polite smile. Seeing Professor de Nostredame standing there with the gargoyles gave her pause, though. This was...unexpected. She felt a mixture of things in the moment and she wondered if the gargoyles held grudges, because the one that looked quite a bit like a dog didn't seem to like her so much before. They seemed calm enough now, though, and so she quietly made her way to a seat and watched them from a safe distance away. Maybe she could prove she was good with creatures today. Maybe...she could make up for before? She hoped so.
This dear little mademoiselle.

The professor returned her smile with one of his own as the attention his fingers were giving the gargoyle behind the ears accumulated into a frightful and low rumbling from its chest. "She is only purring, Mademosielle Summers," he assured her.

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 View Post
Claudine didn't really enjoy Care of Magical Creatures. For one thing, she no longer found the professor interesting, and for another, the lessons had become mostly theory. Still, she was there because despite her feelings, she cared about her education. There were faces she recognised but she ignored them all especially that Blake Ryan. De Nostredame simply got an uninterested look from her before her gaze swept over to the gargoyles.

Were they going to have another lesson on gargoyles?

Oh, the joy.


She moved purposefully from those gathered and chose a free wicker couch that would allow her to be as far away from everyone as possible.
Here was one student that was not aiding in Hogwarts' image, that much was certain.

The softness in his expression that had been earned by Mademoiselle Summers quickly faded into his usual stoic indifference. It was a mutual agreement between himself and Mademosielle Blaze, nothing more.

Though she would not perform well in today's lesson if she insisted on being solo.
Originally Posted by hermionesclone View Post
Usually, Lucas really liked theory lessons. They were less likely to be dangerous and he could guarantee that he wouldn't be getting nervous over the tiniest parts of these lessons. Plus, he had a feeling he knew why. Or could guess why. Did the Headmistress of Beauxbatons say something? She did look pretty angry after that........ well.

But after a while? After a while, even he was starting to find the theory lessons to be boring and growing less and less excited for these lessons as time went by. They were okay but every lesson? Not even the animations had been enough to make them exciting. And Care of Magical Creatures was supposed to be exciting.

So it was a nice surprise when Nostredame mentioned that something different was happening this lesson.

It might be because of this reason that Lucas was smiling a bit more today. Or because this was still Professor Nostredame's lesson and the man was....... well. He had a face that the boy didn't mind spending the hour or two staring at. The only part that ruined it were the gargoyles that were on either side of Nostredame, acting like...... his bodyguards? Yeah, he was confused too.

For the time being, he gave Nostredame a wide smile - act cool, Dakest, act cool - as he went to find a seat on a wicker sofa. Somewhere....... somewhere. Anywhere. Sitting down, he tried his hardest not to look like he was staring but as if he was just..... ready for the lesson. Yeah. That's what it was.
Mathys could always count on Monsieur Dakest to arrive with a smile of some variety. It was something the man appreciated immensely, particularly given the bleakness of the curriculum he had been pigeon toed into teaching. He had intended for all lessons this month to revolve around the courting rituals of the Peteu, but alas.

Smiling, perhaps even a borderline side smirk, at the fourth year, Mathys' soon found his hand being licked by another of the gargoyles. "Encore un peu de patience, mon ami."
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl View Post
Ugh, great. The gargoyles WERE here. Stupid... stupid ugly things! Didn't they have any other creatures in France! Bernie would have been happy to meet even BOWTRUCKLEs for heaven's sake!

Bernie practically stomped to a seat near Claudine but away from the others. Her wand was firmly in her bag and she was going to sit here, near her friend, making no noise and pretending to not exist.
Ah, oui. The ever spirited Mademoiselle Grantham. Mathys was intending to keep particular watch over this mademoiselle today and would likely be separating her from Mademoiselle Blaze when it came to activity time. They fueled each other in unhealthy ways when it came to just about anything, as he had observed.

Shushing one of the gargoyles with a firm hiss through his clenched jaw, the one whom had suffered from the sparks of Mademoiselle Grantham's wand, he offered the girl a polite nod as he had the others.
Originally Posted by Charely Potter View Post
Elisa was in her own thoughts as she returned to another lesson of Magical Creatures. Sure, it was disappointing to learn in the first set of lessons that interacting with live creatures wouldn't be occurring. The challenge in learning a new set of species was intriguing, after all. But as of now? Elisa didn't pay any more mind. It was her final year of schooling, in a different school setting and rules, but her final one.

Smiling politely at the Professor and the gargoyles, she wasted no time in taking a seat. Now came the waiting part on the lesson to begin.
At least this mademoiselle offered no scowl or looks of disgust as she entered, which earned her a slightly more casual nod of the head and accompanying tight smile from the man as he watched her find her seat.

Originally Posted by GD2204 View Post
Ewan wasn’t a massive fan of care of magical creatures and the series of lessons this year had been nothing short of a joke. He didn’t necessarily blame Professor De Nostredame Buuuut…did everything have to be so boring? Obviously, he must have thought exactly the same thing to because today’s lesson was actually outside! Taking a seat in one of the wicker couches, he waited patiently for the lesson to start, his eyes on the familiar visage of the gargoyles that sat either side of him.

Surely, they weren’t going to be cleaning them? Hadn’t they done enough of that already? With his eyes firmly locked on the Professors now, he tried his best to make the professor understand that this was not going to sit well with him, his facial expression that of somebody who just stepped in something nasty.
He did catch the dissatisfied look from Monsieur Jones, but it had little impact on the man. He could only assume that it was a look in relation to the presence of the gargoyles, one that mustered up unpleasant memories for the Hogwarts students. This was their opportunity to remedy such sentiments and get a unique experience.

He simply nodded his head in acknowledgement to the young man, though the manner in which he had wrinkled his nose begged for some sort of casual commentary. "Step een something unsavory, Monsieur Jones?" he inquired with his brows raised expectantly.

Originally Posted by Fireheart View Post
Avalon had been looking forward to today's lesson for the past week. This term, Care of Magical Creatures had been nothing short of boring. She missed when Professor Cornish was their teacher. He always made sure that the class was very hands-on. She couldn't really blame Professor de Nostredame after what happened earlier, but she wished that the staff trusted them a little bit more.

It was certainly interesting that the gargoyles were there again. That could definitely end badly. Not wanting to make too much noise, she gave the professor a polite nod before taking a seat at an empty spot on a bench.
The nods was easily returned, now that he had poked a little fun at one of the Hogwarts students at their own expense, and upon doing so checked the time on his watch. Tapping it thrice with his index finger, he looked back to the assembled crowd.

Just a few more minutes.
Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy View Post
Tina had never been a huge fan of Care of Magical Creatures, not even at Hogwarts, not even when she was an actual student here at Beauxbatons, but since the rose garden incident, it shot right to the top of her list of least favorite subjects. She almost dropped the subject after that day, but she'd already dropped Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. she couldn't afford to lose another possible NEWT if she wanted to get into a good university.

So she was here at the appointed time, dressed in her uniform and ready to learn... at least as much as it was possible to learn in the current lesson climate. She didn't mind the theoretical lesson much- In some ways, she preferred them; they took away the element of unpredictability in interacting with a living creature - but she found the janitorial lessons downright insulting. They weren't house elves! If the creature habitats needed cleaning, that was the job of de Nostredame and/or the groundskeeper, not theirs! No need to guess whose idea that was...

As Tina approached, her dark eyes fell to the gargoyles flanking de Nostredame, and she immediately noticed the moss. Was it too much to hope that they wouldn't have to clean the moss off the gargoyles? That would be the worst of both worlds... janitorial duty and unpredictable creature interaction. Only time would tell, she supposed. For now, she greeted the professor with a polite nod of acknowledgement and a whispered, "Bonne aprčs-midi, Professor."

De Nostredame didn't say not to speak at all, just not to speak in raised voices... which she didn't. But just in case, she made no further effort to converse in French so as not to agitate the gargoyles. With the pleasantries out of the way. she took her seat on the least crowded wicker couch and waited for the lesson to begin.
Mademoiselle Dantes was a student that puzzled Mathys time and time again, though not in a negative context. Though one could not argue that it was within a positive context either. She simply struck him as a troubled and lost mademoiselle who simply could not find her footing despite her honest efforts. Or, perhaps, it was a reluctance on her part to accept any footing.

Something that, unfortunately, the French man was not privy too.

"Bonne aprčs-midi, Mademoiselle Dantes," he greeted in return as the gargoyle whose ear he had been tending to decided to curl up on the ground by his feet and roll a bit on its back, all four legs and sharp tail wiggling a bit in the air.
Originally Posted by Cassirin View Post
Care of Magical Creatures was supposed to be FUN, and even if the Most Interesting Man in the World was teaching the class, it was hard to enjoy it class after class after class. Phoebe still enjoyed coming to class, even to just stare at the professor, but she was ready for an adventure.

LIKE THIS. THE CUTIE PIE GARGOYLES. "Oh, HELLO, sir! Hello! And hello to your babies," Phoebe managed to keep her voice to a general whisper!shout, since they'd been told not to raise their voices and she was getting SO good at following directions. "Can I give their bellies a skritchy scratch?"
Miss James. Another peculiar mademoiselle.

Smiling a bit at her enthusiasm, finally a student who was showing the interest that the subject and the creatures deserved, he gently held his hand up in silent dismissal of her inquiry. At least for now.

"In due time, Mademoiselle James," he somewhat chuckled. Though the gargoyle at his feet was prime for such affections now and nearly whimpered in protest upon hearing its master speak. "For now, simply find a seat. S'il vous plaît."

Kneeling for just a moment to indulge the gargoyle presenting its belly (the whimpering and whining would have been insufferable otherwise), Mathys rose and rested one arm behind his back to bow politely from the waist as usual when he began lessons. "Bonsoir et bienvenue. As you can see, today you will be given ze opportunity to work weeth our gargoyles. But before we get eento zeir handling, I would first like to ask you what knowledge you possess about illnesses zat eenfect and eenheebit creatures."
OOC: This is the first question of the lesson which also means that we have officially started If you are just joining us now please do not hesitate to jump right in - catch up is always welcome no matter what stage the lesson it at. We will continue in approximately 24 hours.

It would also be immensely beneficial if you specify with whom your student characters are seated remember, there are no more than 5 people to wicker couch!
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