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Originally Posted by Waddles Mamie quite liked Potions class, mostly due to its proximity to the Hufflepuff common room, meaning she could wait until the last minute to leave. Unlike those classes in the towers where she had to hike up hundreds of stairs. Today was extra surprising, because the classroom was nice and warm! She almost felt like she could ditch the extra sweater she had layered with her uniform!
She took a sticker, eyeing the nametag on today's teacher's robes. A Healer? That was like a wizard doctor, from what she could remember. "Good day," she said simply before looking for a place to sit.
Spotting Ivy and Ashley, she mumbled a greeting and took a seat near her fellow first years before pulling out a quill and ink to label herself. Margaret Mamie Turov, she wrote. Her mother kept telling her she should have professors call her by her full first name, but it still didn't feel right. Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger Heading down to Potions had never seemed stranger than when Carys considered the fact that she wasn’t going to see Professor Noble waiting there to greet them. Or not to greet them, depending on his mood for the day. The contrast between her former head of house and the current one had never seemed so distinct, either, but just the fact they weren’t having a regular Potions professor seemed to speak volumes to her. Yet, the cheerfulness of the woman waiting for them as the brunette prefect had made her way into the room had raised Carys’ spirits somewhat. “Hello,” she replied simply, giving the healer a smile as she accepted the nametag and found a seat in the room, not far from Naya and Avalon. Her fellow Hufflepuffs (Ivy, Gemma and Mamie) had also gotten a smile from her as she settled in, along with Aboli, before she regarded the peppers on her workstation. So far things didn’t seem to be following the strangeness of a lot of the other classes. Quote:
Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Adelon took a quick glance down the hallway for any stragglers before closing the door with a flick of her wand. If anyone else wanted to join the seminar in progress, they were more than welcome to, but it was time to get started! She made her way to the front of the room, looking out at all the students. “Thank you all for coming to today’s seminar,” She addressed the group. “Just in case anyone missed the nametag on the way in -” She gestured to the sticker on her chest. “My name is Adelon Ryder-Jones, and I’m a healer in the rehab department at St. Mungo’s hospital. Before we get started, let’s see a quick show of hands. How many people think the room is too warm?” She would gladly tone down the warming charms if needed, but she’d let the majority rule on that.
She paused a moment as her blue eyes scanned the room for hands in the air, making a mental count of the number she saw vs. the number of students with their hands down. Once she had the matter of the room temperature settled, she continued, “Before we get into brewing today’s potion, I have a question for you. Who can name a remedy for the common cold. magical or muggle?”[/COLOR] Ivy smiled and gave Mamie a small wave as she showed up. Then Carys came in and acknowledged her, too, and she wasn’t sure if it was feeling like she had friends or just the overall warm fuzzy feeling of the dungeon, but Ivy was feeling remarkably better than she had in the last few weeks. As the Healer began to speak, Ivy actually gave the woman her undivided attention and was one of the first to raise her hand to wait and be called on. ”Well, I grew up in the Muggle world, and they don’t really have anything that cures the cold - just stuff that makes certain parts of a cold feel better. When I got a sore throat or a cough from a cold, my mom would make a drink with flavored gelatin and hot water, and I would drink it, and it would make my throat feel sooooo much better.”
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