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*Samia* · 10-09-2026, 07:03 PM

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Another day, another Transfiguration lesson.

Vi was very much ready for it! This was the mindset he stepped into the classroom with, taking in the slight changes to it. That vast amount of space in the middle left him very curious, but not curious enough that he had to search the place for more clues. After all, the professor had to reveal all the things soon enough.

The quote on the board was taken in, though it did nothing to add to his curiosity. The words weren’t of the fulvous nature - meaning that they did not stick out like those sort of leaves during autumn to capture one’s attention - in his opinion. That was because he was familiar with the sentiments of the statement.

“Hi, Professor,’’ he greeted, giving her a smile. Greetings out of the way, he beelined for a desk towards the back of the class.

Elara returned his smile as he passed, giving him a small nod in greeting.

“Afternoon, Miss Thanatos-Misra.”

Her gaze followed him briefly as he made his way toward the back, though she made no comment on his choice of seat. Instead, she glanced once toward the open space in the centre of the room before looking back to the students still arriving, leaving the question of what it was for unanswered.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Jae sauntered through the classroom door with his bag slung over one shoulder, bubblegum-pink hair still very much making its unapologetic statement atop his head even though he had grown a little weary of it and was due for a change soon. His steps had a familiar rhythm to them, heel-to-toe, as yet another invisible beat followed his stride.

Professor Bom-VOSS-ee was standing by the windows with her sleeves rolled neatly to her forearms, wand loose between her fingers, and Jae's brain immediately experienced what could only be described as a brief xerothermic event before recovering as his deep chocolate eyes travelled toward her signature silver writing on the blackboard and accompanying cryptic message.

The seventh year's eyebrows lifted briefly before he swung his bag back around his front and fished out today's individually wrapped tea bag. Jae was hardly a fan of tea, but you wouldn't know it judging by the number of tea boxes lining the inside of his trunk, the number now spilling over to the shelves beside his bed. He really needed to give more of this stuff away.

He flashed the professor a charming smile as he passed, sliding the tea across her desk so it rested near the center of it.

"Afternoon, Professor," he greeted, grin widening. "Looking very... intimidating today with the rolled-up-sleeves." Bit too much like another professor, for his liking.

He made his way over to one of the empty desks right front and center, dropping his bag beside it before casualing folding himself in it and kicking his long legs out in a stretch.

Elara's attention shifted to Jae as he crossed the room, her eyes following the tea bag as it landed on her desk before returning to him.

“Afternoon, Mr Anouilh.”

She picked up the tea and turned it over once between her fingers, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

“As for intimidating, I suspect that has more to do with the wand than the sleeves.”Her gaze flicked briefly toward the front-row desk he had chosen, then back to him.

“Though choosing that seat may prove you have more confidence than sense.”

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

With her black hair braided but flowing over her right shoulder Tiana entered the classroom for Transfiguration class. Spotting Professor Voss up front by the windows as usual dressed impeccably Tee wished for not the first time this year that she'd be like Professor Voss when she grew up, not neccessarily teaching as a professor, but with her dressing style. As her black eyes met the Professor's she greeted sunnily in a good mood "Good afternoon Professor Voss!" before making her way over to sit near Viano in the back row of desks. Tiana had of course seen the cryptic messge on the blackboard in white chalk but couldn't decipher it so she focused on putting up note taking supplies on her desk.

Elara's expression softened at Tiana's sunny greeting, and she returned it with an easy smile.

“Good afternoon, Miss Pattersson.”

She watched her head toward the back, briefly noting the supplies being arranged on her desk before her attention returned to the rest of the room. The message on the board had clearly prompted a few puzzled looks already, though Elara offered no clarification just yet.

There would be time for that soon enough.

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Originally Posted by QueenPhoenix

Another transfiguration lesson ... Kara had been slowly warming up to the fact that her last two years would be with a different Head of House. And as frustrating and abandoned as she was feeling, it wasn't Professor Voss' fault. It wasn't her fault too that she liked transfiguration. She was going to have to meet with her at some point and while she'd been putting it off, she just hoped she wouldn't have start completely over. That perhaps Professor Feirgrund had shared the files of the Gryffindor students before his departure. But also kind of made her more angry too, because she trusted him and if he did share their information, was it only to Professor Voss? Or was it to their other professors too?

Taking note of what was written on the board, she glanced around now, wondering what was in disguise. Because the cryptic message could only mean that something was disguised.

"Good afternoon, Professor," She glanced around noting a few familiar faces, taking a seat in one of the vacant spots.

Elara's gaze settled on Kara as she entered, offering her a warm smile and a small nod in return.

“Good afternoon, Miss Walsh.”

There was a momentary pause before Elara's attention shifted toward the board, then back to the student. She didn't comment on the message or the questioning look it seemed to have prompted, though there was a faint knowingness to her expression.

Whatever Kara thought she had spotted, Elara was in no particular hurry to confirm it.

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Originally Posted by Deezerz

Xelene stopped at the entrance as her baby blue eyes registered the order of the desks. Her detail-oriented mind was curious about the change. What were they going to do? Why were the desks there?

With a shrug to herself, Xelene made her way to a random desk with her usual pep in her step. “Good day, Professor,” she smiled cheerfully. Xelene admired how the older witch made age look fierce.

Gracefully setting her bag on the chosen desktop, she glanced at the blackboard. Hmmmmm. “Just like fake people,” she said mostly to herself as she applied some lip gloss on her lips. The phrase reminded her of a certain Ravenclaw she’d met who wasn’t as smart as they wanted everyone to believe. She could see right through them.

Elara glanced toward Xelene at the sound of her comment, one eyebrow lifting slightly. She couldn't say she disagreed with the sentiment, though she was rather curious about the person who had inspired it.

“Good afternoon, Miss Santos.”

Her gaze lingered for a moment before shifting toward the words on the board. “An interesting interpretation. We haven't even started, and already someone's feeling suspicious.”

There was a flicker of amusement in her expression before she turned her attention back to the rest of the classroom.

--

Once the last few students had settled, Elara moved toward the front of the classroom. Her wand remained loosely in hand as she looked over the room, taking in the students gathered before her.

Her gaze flicked briefly toward the words written across the board before returning to the class.

“Alright,” she began, waiting until the room had quietened. “Let’s start with something simple.”

She paused, letting her eyes move across the students.

“If you wanted something to disappear without making it invisible, what would you change?”

She left the question hanging for a moment, giving them time to consider it rather than supplying the answer herself.

OOC: Guys! I am deeply sorry for being super late with this. Life was a little too much the last few days and I couldn't properly get on to make replies. Thank you for being here and being patience <3

10-09-2026, 07:03 PM	#7 (permalink)
Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,207 Hogwarts RPG Name: Prof. Elara Voss Hufflepuff Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Julien Renaldi Gryffindor Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Lorna Wren Hufflepuff Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Landon Alfie Renaldi Accidents & Catastrophes x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Another day, another Transfiguration lesson. Vi was very much ready for it! This was the mindset he stepped into the classroom with, taking in the slight changes to it. That vast amount of space in the middle left him very curious, but not curious enough that he had to search the place for more clues. After all, the professor had to reveal all the things soon enough. The quote on the board was taken in, though it did nothing to add to his curiosity. The words weren’t of the fulvous nature - meaning that they did not stick out like those sort of leaves during autumn to capture one’s attention - in his opinion. That was because he was familiar with the sentiments of the statement. “Hi, Professor,’’ he greeted, giving her a smile. Greetings out of the way, he beelined for a desk towards the back of the class. Elara returned his smile as he passed, giving him a small nod in greeting. “Afternoon, Miss Thanatos-Misra.” Her gaze followed him briefly as he made his way toward the back, though she made no comment on his choice of seat. Instead, she glanced once toward the open space in the centre of the room before looking back to the students still arriving, leaving the question of what it was for unanswered. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Jae sauntered through the classroom door with his bag slung over one shoulder, bubblegum-pink hair still very much making its unapologetic statement atop his head even though he had grown a little weary of it and was due for a change soon. His steps had a familiar rhythm to them, heel-to-toe, as yet another invisible beat followed his stride. Professor Bom-VOSS-ee was standing by the windows with her sleeves rolled neatly to her forearms, wand loose between her fingers, and Jae's brain immediately experienced what could only be described as a brief xerothermic event before recovering as his deep chocolate eyes travelled toward her signature silver writing on the blackboard and accompanying cryptic message. The seventh year's eyebrows lifted briefly before he swung his bag back around his front and fished out today's individually wrapped tea bag. Jae was hardly a fan of tea, but you wouldn't know it judging by the number of tea boxes lining the inside of his trunk, the number now spilling over to the shelves beside his bed. He really needed to give more of this stuff away. He flashed the professor a charming smile as he passed, sliding the tea across her desk so it rested near the center of it. "Afternoon, Professor," he greeted, grin widening. "Looking very... intimidating today with the rolled-up-sleeves." Bit too much like another professor, for his liking. He made his way over to one of the empty desks right front and center, dropping his bag beside it before casualing folding himself in it and kicking his long legs out in a stretch. Elara's attention shifted to Jae as he crossed the room, her eyes following the tea bag as it landed on her desk before returning to him. “Afternoon, Mr Anouilh.” She picked up the tea and turned it over once between her fingers, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “As for intimidating, I suspect that has more to do with the wand than the sleeves.”Her gaze flicked briefly toward the front-row desk he had chosen, then back to him. “Though choosing that seat may prove you have more confidence than sense.” Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch With her black hair braided but flowing over her right shoulder Tiana entered the classroom for Transfiguration class. Spotting Professor Voss up front by the windows as usual dressed impeccably Tee wished for not the first time this year that she'd be like Professor Voss when she grew up, not neccessarily teaching as a professor, but with her dressing style. As her black eyes met the Professor's she greeted sunnily in a good mood "Good afternoon Professor Voss!" before making her way over to sit near Viano in the back row of desks. Tiana had of course seen the cryptic messge on the blackboard in white chalk but couldn't decipher it so she focused on putting up note taking supplies on her desk. Elara's expression softened at Tiana's sunny greeting, and she returned it with an easy smile. “Good afternoon, Miss Pattersson.” She watched her head toward the back, briefly noting the supplies being arranged on her desk before her attention returned to the rest of the room. The message on the board had clearly prompted a few puzzled looks already, though Elara offered no clarification just yet. There would be time for that soon enough. Quote: Originally Posted by QueenPhoenix Another transfiguration lesson ... Kara had been slowly warming up to the fact that her last two years would be with a different Head of House. And as frustrating and abandoned as she was feeling, it wasn't Professor Voss' fault. It wasn't her fault too that she liked transfiguration. She was going to have to meet with her at some point and while she'd been putting it off, she just hoped she wouldn't have start completely over. That perhaps Professor Feirgrund had shared the files of the Gryffindor students before his departure. But also kind of made her more angry too, because she trusted him and if he did share their information, was it only to Professor Voss? Or was it to their other professors too? Taking note of what was written on the board, she glanced around now, wondering what was in disguise. Because the cryptic message could only mean that something was disguised. "Good afternoon, Professor," She glanced around noting a few familiar faces, taking a seat in one of the vacant spots. Elara's gaze settled on Kara as she entered, offering her a warm smile and a small nod in return. “Good afternoon, Miss Walsh.” There was a momentary pause before Elara's attention shifted toward the board, then back to the student. She didn't comment on the message or the questioning look it seemed to have prompted, though there was a faint knowingness to her expression. Whatever Kara thought she had spotted, Elara was in no particular hurry to confirm it. Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz Xelene stopped at the entrance as her baby blue eyes registered the order of the desks. Her detail-oriented mind was curious about the change. What were they going to do? Why were the desks there? With a shrug to herself, Xelene made her way to a random desk with her usual pep in her step. “Good day, Professor,” she smiled cheerfully. Xelene admired how the older witch made age look fierce. Gracefully setting her bag on the chosen desktop, she glanced at the blackboard. Hmmmmm. “Just like fake people,” she said mostly to herself as she applied some lip gloss on her lips. The phrase reminded her of a certain Ravenclaw she’d met who wasn’t as smart as they wanted everyone to believe. She could see right through them. Elara glanced toward Xelene at the sound of her comment, one eyebrow lifting slightly. She couldn't say she disagreed with the sentiment, though she was rather curious about the person who had inspired it. “Good afternoon, Miss Santos.” Her gaze lingered for a moment before shifting toward the words on the board. “An interesting interpretation. We haven't even started, and already someone's feeling suspicious.” There was a flicker of amusement in her expression before she turned her attention back to the rest of the classroom. -- Once the last few students had settled, Elara moved toward the front of the classroom. Her wand remained loosely in hand as she looked over the room, taking in the students gathered before her. Her gaze flicked briefly toward the words written across the board before returning to the class. “Alright,” she began, waiting until the room had quietened. “Let’s start with something simple.” She paused, letting her eyes move across the students. “If you wanted something to disappear without making it invisible, what would you change?” She left the question hanging for a moment, giving them time to consider it rather than supplying the answer herself. OOC: Guys! I am deeply sorry for being super late with this. Life was a little too much the last few days and I couldn't properly get on to make replies. Thank you for being here and being patience <3 __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥