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Looking around at all the students and their drawings was actually pretty neat. Some of them had done a very good job others....well their effort was apparent. But there wasn't just students in here, two other Professors were present besides the Care of Magical Creatures one. Callie waved politely at them both, wondering if she should go and say hi or if they should spread out and watch the kids.
But she wasn't in this lesson, she was just hear to observe and have fun hopefully.
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Medea had to stop before running into her. What? Was the area too crowded? Eyebrows raising a little, she took note of the silence gesture and slowly made her way inside after the divination professor. Oh. Students hard at work...drawing? Lots of silence, and lots of talent from what she could see. She gave a guilty smile to a few and stood to the side before looking around. Smiling to the two other professors who showed up, Oliver and Isabelle, she turned her attention where the magical creatures Professor was and smiled to him too.
SO, William. What was in the cauldron!?
As other Professors arrived in the barn Isabelle looked over at them and grinned. Ahhh, one was the nice looking woman she'd welcomed at the feast. Callie, if she remembered rightly. She put her hand up in greeting to both, but refrained from saying anything. They were there to observe, help, not chat too much. They could do that in the staff room, she supposed.
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"All righty then, those of you who are still finishing up your drawings, feel free to do so. Those of you who are finished, sit tight for a just a moment. We'll resume in a second."
Then he went over to Callie and Medea, who were both looking to be in a rather good humor, and both of whom would helpfully assist him with what he asked of them. After a hurried, whispered conversation, Willy then went over to the guys and Isabelle.
"Thanks for coming, Olly, Isabelle, and....." he was surprised to see this one, "Dash." William nodded at them all. "If you guys want to er, conjure up chairs or stools or something, that'd be cool. Please just keep your eyes and ears on the egg and your uh, wands at the ready. I'm just gonna..." he gestured toward the front of the room.
Finish class. Yeah. That.
Oh, and William was back. Doing his thing with the sand and the egg and....whatever else the exercise required. Isabelle smiled as he came over to her and her two male colleagues, having spoken to Medea and Callie. She nodded her understanding of what he asked, even giving a little salute.
"Will do. And I wouldn't have missed this. Looks exciting already."
Moving off to the side, but with a clear view of the now cauldron-less egg, Issy flourished her wand and produced a small stool on which to sit. Gathering up her cloak around her legs so not to get it tangled, she sat down and leant forward, elbows on knees. Her wand was in her right hand, ready to use if needed, and her eyes fixed on the fascinating happenings at the front.
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Baby Dragon! The egg was hot, and the baby dragon inside wanted nothing more than to get out at last and spread his/her wings. How did one escape from an egg, hmm? What was an egg, anyway? Was it not just an extension of a mother dragon, with possible father dragon DNA donated to keep things lively? Had the baby dragon come into existence before the egg, or was the egg there all along and he/she had just magically grown from it? Which came first: the dragon or the egg?
Rocking around the eggshell, the baby dragon did its best to crack the tough case that was enclosing it. It eventually succeeded in making a little fissure, through which it felt fresh(er) air, but it was still not enough.
The dragon continued to flail inside its egg, wanting oh so badly to be free. Its tiny mind was simply too large to expand inside this confining egg.
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Baby Dragon! The little egg gave another big quiver and a fragment of shell actually popped off this time, as the dragon within was exposed to some more fresh air. Ah, the taste of life. Good old oxygen. Dragon baby wanted so badly to stretch its little wings but all it could do right now was poke the tip of a wing out through the egg.
Must. Escape. Egg.
The shell started trembling and cracking with renewed ferocity. There might have even been a few angry squawking sounds coming from this dragon child.
Talking of exciting. Did that egg just move?
Isabelle sat up a bit straighter, and clenched her wand tighter. Be ready for anything. William could see this, right? She glanced over at him as she heard him talking about how to identify the different sorts of eggs. But she was pretty sure the kids would soon find out exactly was inside this one. Especially as there was now a hole in it, and a baby moving about.