History of Magic Lesson One

[emjay]

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The walk down the first floor corridor is quieter than what one might be accustomed to when heading towards History of Magic class as there is no music to greet you today. But once you arrive at the classroom door you are greeted with the large sign that hangs outside - one that a returning student probably was already expecting.

Make an Entrance

Respectfully


Just inside the classroom is a long table covered with a cloth. It is apparent that there are several.. somethings under that cloth, but just what they are is not easily discernible. You'll probably find out soon enough. Professor Glendower is waiting at her podium for students to arrive, a cheerful welcoming smile on her face.

Come in and take a seat, class will begin soon!

Class Progression
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[Jessiqua]

Zhenya walked down the quiet corridor for History of Magic. Uh, yeah, it was quiet! Zhenya walked into the classroom quietly and saw Professor Glendower sitting at her podium. "Hello Professor, how are you?" she asked with a greeting, before eyeing the long table. What on earth was under there? Zhenya peeled her eyes away from it, knowing that she would surely find out what it was soon enough, once lesson started. So, she turned around to find a seat, pulling out her parchment, ink, quill and textbook.

[FearlessLeader19]

Adi was already knew what his entrance was for this lesson. But he didn't feel quite up to it. Not since he found out Benny thought he was replacing him as bestie with Henric had Adi been able to really focus much. Benny didn't even believe him when Adi tried to convince him otherwise. He sighed inwardly as he approached the classroom door, spotting the familiar notice.

You know what? If Benny didn't want to believe him then there was nothing he could do about it. And he was going to do his entrance! The Hufflepuff cleared his throat, shuffled into the classroom and burst into a familiar song:


"Move your body like a hairy troll
Learning to rock and roll
Spin around like a crazy elf
Dancin' by himself

Boogie down like a unicorn
No stoppin' till the break of dawn
Put your hands up in the air
Like an ogre, who just don't care

Oh! Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na ma ma ny na na ny na!"

It was 'Do the Hippogriff!' by The Weird Sisters. Hehe. Everyone should know that, right? Accompanying Adi's singing was him doing weird movements that he improvised at the last moment (he had planned the singing, not the dancing). Head banging was included. He reallllly wanted to sing the entire song but he figured Glendower would get bored of him so he ceased his dancing directly in front of the woman's podium, a grin on his face but it wasn't the usual bright and cheerful one. It was more like forced and 'I'm sad but I don't want to show it'. "Hi, Professor. I hope you're alright.''

Just then he noticed the covered table. "Professor, are we having a feast?" Food would cheer him up right now. Yup, yup. Anwaaaay. Adi opted to sit waaaaaaaaay at the back of the classroom. He was going to hide from people today. So intent on doing this, he failed to notice his good friend Zhenya already there.

[MuggleDinosaur]

Her second favorite class was today! YES! She needed a new word or just face the facts that History of Magic and Divinations were her two favorite classes. The sixth year walked to the History of Magic classroom. She was sure that she had everything that she needed for today's class and even an extra notebook just in case because the one that she had been using for her other classes was getting full and she was always one to write for than what she needed to write in class. Emmylou beamed at Professor Glendower. "Hello Professor Glendower. How are you today?" she asked taking a sit in the front row.

[Holmesian Feline]

Benny might have noticed the absence of music while approaching the History of Magic classroom...had he not been distracted by recent events. Not only had he confessed his feelings of being replaced to Adi, but he couldn't decide how he felt on his best friend's response. Or at least the Hufflepuff's response to his confession since who knew what they really were at this point really.

He did notice the usual sign to make an entrance, except this time he not only had no idea what to do, he didn't want to do anything. The Gryffindor was almost dragging himself to class. So instead Benny practically sulked quietly into the classroom only to find not many had arrived already. His presence would be noticeable without a crowd. Not to mention Adi was, as usual, one of the first ones there.

"Hello Professor," he said simply, a contrast to the more cheerful woman. Benny then made his way to a random seat away from his friend. He didn't want to run the risk of them being partnered up at the moment if he could help it. It was just too awkward.

[Stormdancer]

Having skipped from the Great Hall to the History of Magic classroom, Marsha was grinning happily when she arrived. So, it was with a huge smile over her face that she followed the others, from lunch in to meet Professor Glendower. ”Good afternoon Professor.”

She handed the woman a small posy of pansies, in various shades of purple. Pansies were one of the only flowers that she knew anything about, but with a smile she handed them to her Professor. ”I found these outside… and well, the frost is starting to set in and pansies don’t do so well in the cold… and well, I thought you might like them for your office desk.”

…. She was babbling.

She’d never done anything like that before… she didn’t even know if Professor Glendower LIKED flowers… but really, they had been asked to enter respectfully… and she’d at the very least done that… right?

Handing the posy over, Marsha moved to take her seat, hoping that no-one had seen her mumbling away to the Professor like an idiot. Don’t mind us, just sitting back here. Quiet and silent. Yup.

[Sararara]

Norah flounced into the History of Magic classroom with a winning smile on her face, head held high. Curtsying in front of Professor Glendower, she nodded her head regally and looked up to give her a little wave. "Hi Professor!" She made her hand into a cup shape and waved slowly and dramatically at the rest of the students before sliding into a seat near the front of the classroom. How was THAT for an entrance? They could just call her Queen Norah from now on, yep.

She laid her note taking materials on her desk, paying special attention to her new glittery silver ink. It got a special place 'cause it was the best part, yep yep yep. With a grin at Professor Glendower again, she sat straight up and interlaced her fingers on top of the desk. Royalty was respectful, everybody knew that.

[natekka]

History of Magic was not Clara's best or favourite subject by any means, but, it definitely wasn't her worst, either. She enjoyed learning things about the past .... especially names, dates, and little facts. She just had a knack for remembering them. So, when 1pm rolled around, she was already present and fresh faced in the HoM classroom.

Yes, she had noticed the extra quiet on her way to the classroom, but she wasn't going to complain.

Yes, she had noticed that 'make an entrance' sign, but did she really seem the type to make a dramatic entrance?

.......... No, definitely not.

The redhead slipped inside, at least observing the request to 'be polite'. That was the best that Professor Glendower would be getting from her. "Good afternoon, Professor," she said warmly, picking out a seat fairly near the front, before getting out her resources.

[kayquilz]

History of Magic was not Clara's best or favourite subject by any means, but, it definitely wasn't her worst, either. She enjoyed learning things about the past .... especially names, dates, and little facts. She just had a knack for remembering them. So, when 1pm rolled around, she was already present and fresh faced in the HoM classroom.

Yes, she had noticed the extra quiet on her way to the classroom, but she wasn't going to complain.

Yes, she had noticed that 'make an entrance' sign, but did she really seem the type to make a dramatic entrance?

.......... No, definitely not.

The redhead slipped inside, at least observing the request to 'be polite'. That was the best that Professor Glendower would be getting from her. "Good afternoon, Professor," she said warmly, picking out a seat fairly near the front, before getting out her resources.

Eden was feeling kinda' sad today. She was....severely missing Phoenix...and she just...didn't wanna' feel like that right now. She followed in after Clara and didn't bother making an entrance.

"Professor Glendower--" she nodded at her and sighed a she slumped next to Clara. Did she have to talk? She just met eyes with Clara before shaking her head, as if to tell her not to ask.

Pulling out a notebook, she sighed and wondered if she'd feel like this until they went home for the holidays. She hoped not.

[Symphora]

Henric walked into the classroom,history of magic..whoop whoop! Time to put more history knowledge into his long term memory brain. He stopped to read the sign,"Make an Entrance...Respectfully" Alright then he would try...he sauntered forward towards the smiling professor,"Hello Professor...I can't wait for your lesson to begin,"he greeted politely. He then faced the class and bowed as well,"Hello...umm..." He gulped, alright maybe not...he was going to pass on the dramatic entrance scene, that was Adi's thing not his."..well..nice to meet you all again...uhh....goodbye..."He briskly walked past them so he could seat at the back like always,"Oh hey Adi!"he waved.Where was Benny? Henric looked around and spotted him seated on the opposite side.Weird, didn't these two always seat together and not always at the back? He wanted to wave at Benny too but he didn't seem to look cheerful today.Hmm...oh well...he took a seat beside Adi. Whaat...this was his favourite spot. He even carved his name...not physically...but mentally...on this seat.Yup yup.

[Awarlesta Black]

Rorie was quite happy she had decided to pull her rainbow locks in a bun today. Approaching the 'Make an Entrance' sign, she folded the sleeves of her robes up her arm and tied the tail to her waist.

ALLEY-OOP!

Perfect handstand by Miss Rorie Hazelwood. 10 out 10 scoring. THE CROWD GOES WIIIILDDDD! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Wobbling her way into the class, she kept her balance even. Can't land any roles with a broken wing, can she?

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE back on her own two feetsies. TA-DA. Autographs available after class. THX.

[laurange]

Brian was really not a huge fan of History of Magic, even if it did have one of the nicest professors of all time. It was just so sleep inducing and he wasn't fond of sitting and mugging dates and places. He wasn't about to skip a lesson, though. Hufflepuff needed the house points if they were going to defeat Gryffindor. Not too far away, now.

Entering the room and making a small bow towards Professor Glendower, he offered her a wide smile. "Good afternoon, professor. I hope you've had a good morning." Mmhm. Now he'd just find himself a seat somewhere in the back and maybe she'd be able to ignore him if he should fall asleep at any point during the lesson.

[Felixir]

Making an entrance was always difficult when you weren't in an entrance-making mood. But Toby had come to realise over the past couple of years that when he didn't make an energetic, happy entrance to this class, a few people would always know something was up. So he did what he did best, and faked it 'til he made it.

Pausing outside the room to gather himself, Toby then ran and skidded into the classroom, sliding across the floor and doing jazz haaaands, with a big smile on his face. A smile that anyone who knew him well enough might recognise as completely forced.

The room set-up, that long table, the podium, none of it made Toby too curious, because Hogwarts. No one class was different to the next in this place, so he took it all in his stride as he went across to take his usual seat by one of the windows.

"Hey Professor, good to see you," he said simply, offering Glendower a little smile as he took a seat and got his things set up.

[feeheeheeny]

It was a class that she didn't really need for any reason, but Sophie Brown was keeping it for her NEWTs just because it would probably be a fairly easy O grade for her. Realistically, she could've been using this time to spend even more valuable time on subjects that needed her attention more - like Runes, for example - but when it came down to it, History of Magic was worth it. Glendower was plenty nice and it helped that Sophie had spent her youth absorbing as much information on the history of the wizarding world as she could, so... she had a good foundation of knowledge for lots of the things the professor threw at them.

One thing that Sophie never liked, though, was the whole... make an entrance deal. It was already a challenge for Soph to get people to think she wasn't conceited, and the whole "making an entrance" thing would just encourage people to think she enjoyed the spotlight and she didn't want people rolling their eyes at her for basking in the attention, if she entered the way she wanted to. Before she became a prefect, she wouldn't have cared as much, but now that she was a leader... well... she had to strive to keep a positive reputation, didn't she?

So, rather than making a big entrance, Sophie simply entered the room, gave a polite salute in greeting to Glendower, and offered up a nice, "Hi, professor. Hope you're well," before taking a seat. That was all from her, and the sixth year kept to herself as she got out her materials for class.

Everything was totally fine.

[Stefan]

Zhenya walked down the quiet corridor for History of Magic. Uh, yeah, it was quiet! Zhenya walked into the classroom quietly and saw Professor Glendower sitting at her podium. "Hello Professor, how are you?" she asked with a greeting, before eyeing the long table. What on earth was under there? Zhenya peeled her eyes away from it, knowing that she would surely find out what it was soon enough, once lesson started. So, she turned around to find a seat, pulling out her parchment, ink, quill and textbook.

Sadly, he wasn’t in the mood to make the entrance. It was probably the weather, or he was getting old. He’s of age anyway, so probably he ought to stop the antics and just unleash his weird side when needed…like, during a class activity.

Ethan opened the door and peeked inside the classroom before entering. He had to make sure it was safe and whatnot. Spotting the professor and the long table before her, the Slytherin pushed the door open and entered the classroom. “Good day, Professor.” The fair haired teen grinned at the woman, and snagged a seat beside Zhenya. “Hey there, Z.” A friendly grin and wave was given, and took out his writing implements out after.

Ready!

[Hera]

History of Magic...

It wasn't going to be too bad, he was going to live. It was just another lesson. He'd had them before, it was simply a matter of putting one foot in front of the other.

Despite entering through the door in a regular fashion - as he did now since the shine off it wore of quickly in his first year - he did notice the difference in the room. NO MUSIC. Thank Merlin.

"Hello, Professor Glendower," he greeted as he moved to take his usual seat.

And ... what was covered? Were they primary sources? Would they get to PLAY with historical things? Or were they dress props?

[Kolyander]

Time for another History of Magic lesson.

Hady could probably say she was ready for this one just as she normally was with all of her lessons. Stepping up to the door the brunette caught a glimpse of the same sign that had been hanging outside the door since her first day. And still she couldn't come up with an entrance that wouldn't make her feel stupid. Even if she could...dance...she wasn't about to go and show everyone. Nope no thank you.

So in a very normal and casually relaxed manner the third year opened the door to the room, brushed a strand of green hair back behind her ear which never seemed to stay in place and entered the room. "Hello, Professor. How are you?" she greeted warmly with a small wave of her hand before making way to her normal set and sitting down taking out her usual items of parchment, quill, and textbook.

Yes she had noticed the cloth covered table. And no she wasn't worried about what was underneath....just yet.

[hermionesclone]

Making an entrance was always so freaking difficult, man. He still didn't understand why they had to do so in the first place and what even counted as making an entrance. Did it have to be big and dramatic or just different? Or was this just an activity on how to embarrass the students as best as possible. Because that was what making an entrance seemed to be about according to him. Pure and utter embarrassment.

Besides, he was good looking enough to make an entrance just by walking. No need to make a huge show about it.

Whatever. Grayson did make an entrance but by practically leaping into the classroom. Knees bent, a grin on his face and his arms outstretched, the boy posed at the front of the classroom, almost as if he was saying 'TA-DAAAAAAA'! Yeah, ta-da, the handsome seventh year was here. JAZZ HANDS.

Was he done embarrassing himself?

The answer was yes. Readjusting himself, the Slytherin threw a wink out to the audience -- none for the haters -- before turning his attention towards the History of Magic professor. "Hey, Professor Glendower." Smiles for her because she was cool and all. He then moved away to swagger over towards an empty seat and sit down. Ready to learn, yo.

And ready to find out what in the name of Merlin was under that cloth up there.

[Weasley174]

Angel couldn't wait for the first History of Magic Lesson to start, but first she had to make an entrance and today she had the perfect one, she walked towards the door before she stopped a few metres away and she went to the side of the door... she poked her head in for a few seconds before she went to the other side and did the same again.

Angel then rolled into the classroom and hid behind the Professor desk before she peeked her head up from behind it, looking around... she was so being a spy. "Hello Professor!" Angel smiled as she picked herself up from the floor. "How are you today?" Angel suddenly went and found herself a seat.

[Jessiqua]

Adi was already knew what his entrance was for this lesson. But he didn't feel quite up to it. Not since he found out Benny thought he was replacing him as bestie with Henric had Adi been able to really focus much. Benny didn't even believe him when Adi tried to convince him otherwise. He sighed inwardly as he approached the classroom door, spotting the familiar notice.

You know what? If Benny didn't want to believe him then there was nothing he could do about it. And he was going to do his entrance! The Hufflepuff cleared his throat, shuffled into the classroom and burst into a familiar song:


"Move your body like a hairy troll
Learning to rock and roll
Spin around like a crazy elf
Dancin' by himself

Boogie down like a unicorn
No stoppin' till the break of dawn
Put your hands up in the air
Like an ogre, who just don't care

Oh! Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na ma ma ny na na ny na!"

It was 'Do the Hippogriff!' by The Weird Sisters. Hehe. Everyone should know that, right? Accompanying Adi's singing was him doing weird movements that he improvised at the last moment (he had planned the singing, not the dancing). Head banging was included. He reallllly wanted to sing the entire song but he figured Glendower would get bored of him so he ceased his dancing directly in front of the woman's podium, a grin on his face but it wasn't the usual bright and cheerful one. It was more like forced and 'I'm sad but I don't want to show it'. "Hi, Professor. I hope you're alright.''

Just then he noticed the covered table. "Professor, are we having a feast?" Food would cheer him up right now. Yup, yup. Anwaaaay. Adi opted to sit waaaaaaaaay at the back of the classroom. He was going to hide from people today. So intent on doing this, he failed to notice his good friend Zhenya already there.
Zhenya was just setting up her things when she heard a ruckus. An ADI Ruckus. She looked up and watched Adi's fabulous entrance and it was so good she just had to clap! But the rude puffer walked straight past her to the back. She knew she was short but she wasn't THAT short. With a giggle, she packed up her things and put her things next to Adi, sitting down next to him. "Well hello Mr. I-just-walk-straight-past-my-friends-now-that-I'm-super-famous-singer," she said, laughing half way through. "That was great Adi!"

Sadly, he wasn’t in the mood to make the entrance. It was probably the weather, or he was getting old. He’s of age anyway, so probably he ought to stop the antics and just unleash his weird side when needed…like, during a class activity.

Ethan opened the door and peeked inside the classroom before entering. He had to make sure it was safe and whatnot. Spotting the professor and the long table before her, the Slytherin pushed the door open and entered the classroom. “Good day, Professor.” The fair haired teen grinned at the woman, and snagged a seat beside Zhenya. “Hey there, Z.” A friendly grin and wave was given, and took out his writing implements out after.

Ready!
After a few more people walked in, Zhenya spotted another friend - a fellow SNAKE, walk in. No singing from him though. Tut-tut. Well, not like Zhenya sang upon her entrance, but she was greatly entertained by Adi's. She smiled as he sat down next to her. "Hiya E, how goes it?" she asked. Was that a weird way to talk? Hmm... no Zhenya didn't think so.

[FearlessLeader19]

Seated waaaaay back at the classroom, Adi was able to have a good view of everyone entering the class as well as where they sat. As a result, he was able to see Benny the JEALOUS dragon make his sulky entrance. Adi momentarily forgot the two were not speaking and started to wave to him but caught himself when his hand was half way up. He quickly passed it off as rumpling up his hair. No, he was NOT waving to Benny.

Oh Merlin! Adi had not realised Zhenya had been in class. He looked sheepishly at his friend. "Sorry, fart buddy. I would never ignore you even when I become famous.'' Hehe. Yay! She was sitting next to him! "Thank you! You should have waited on me to do your entrance.'' That way he would be able to see it, you know. And, hey, Marsha! She was seated not too far away from him too.

Oh, looky! Henric! The cause of everything. Well, not really. Henric couldn't help it if he and Adi were good friends. "Nice entrance, Henny.'' Adi grinned but then it turned into a smirk. He shot a look in Benny's direction. Yeah, that's right. Henric sat by HIM! How did you like that, Benny? The sixth year Puff was still put off, hurt and a little angry that his best friend did not believe him. "Next time you need to do something like that. He pointed to Grayson and his weird pose. "Or we could do something together. So, Henny. Seen any dragons lately?" Adi said all of that loud enough hopefully for Benny to hear as he leaned back in his seat, glaring at the back of Benny's blond head. How he yearned to hex some sense into his brain.

[Holmesian Feline]

Yeah he saw other students entering out of the corner of his eye as Benny tried not to pay attention. But it was Henric's that caught his gaze. The Gryffindor worked on getting out some parchment, ink and quill so he wasn't tempted to watch where the younger boy was headed for. Not that it mattered much as soon a familiar voice carried to his seat speaking a name that rhymed with his own misbegotten nickname.

He chanced a small look back to see Henric besides his bestie. Well Henric's bestie anyway....there taking that close spot. The sixth year quickly turned back around with a muted sigh. Guess I can finally drop that nickname anyway, he mused somewhat torn as he tried to distract himself. BEN hunching over the paper to put his name down and title his notes. He almost wished Angel had joined him when she entered and he could got her attention.

But no...he was better alone.

[ArianaBlack]

The hardest part about History of Magic wasn't even the history of magic. It was the entrances. No wait. Not that Zander didn't know how to make an entrance, because he did. But just the concept. Like there were only so many possibilities and so many ways to make an entrance. And Zander Adair was pretty sure he had tried them all... So what now?

These were the thoughts that kept him occupied during his entire walk down to class, which was a pretty long walk considering the starting point was all the way up in Gryffindor towers. Merlin. They should put classrooms closer to Gryffindor... or at the halfway point, y'know? Divination and Astronomy were great for that reason alone.

Anyways. Entrance. It was now or never.

On second thought, could Zander choose never? He wasn't really feeling the whole classroom thing today. Speaking of which... He had been going to this school for what--six years now? Had he taken a wrong turn or something? This place was uncharacteristically quiet... But before he could actually doubt himself, he noticed the familiar sign hanging upon the door and PHEW that's a relief.

Except it still meant he had to make an entrance... Uh. No music, so that knocked out the dancing-to-the-beat possibility. And the swaying thing. And then singing thing. You know, it was really hard to make an entrance without music. Never thought he'd say he missed it, but he did. Man. This was rough.

Zander probably spent a good five minutes standing just outside the classroom deep in thought. Okay, not all that deep in thought 'cause had he really been thinking that hard about it he would've been able to think of something. Eh, actually that was doubtful.

You know what? He was just gonna march into the room like a soldier. He lifted one knee then the other as stiffly as he could and made his way into the-- Oh. "Hi, Professor," he greeted her, accidentally breaking out of character in the process. But he couldn't help it. He was curious. What was she hiding under the cloth? OR MAYBE the cloth was the prop this time. Unlikely, but possible. "Are we gonna be ghosts today?" You know, wear the cloth over their heads like people did for Halloween? Man, Glendower was brilliant.

[Symphora]

"You're not going to drop that nickname,aren't you?"Henric sighed, knowing Adi..nope.Henny sounded girly to him...it was like being called 'Annie' from that one musical muggle movie that played every year especially during the Christmas Special telecast.It was a coincidence though, she was an orphan and adopted like him too but it felt like Adi was expecting him to break out and sing "The sun will come out tomorrow!"..urgh no....not in a million lightyears.Anyway,he shook his head,"Narrh...I can't do that,Adi...too bright of a spotlight on me...but I have to admit, he has great jazz hands,"nodding agreeably about Grayson spectacular entrance. "Too bad I didn't see your entra-..." Henric paused and glanced to where Adi was looking at.Benny? Henric eyes went back and forth to these two.What was going on between these two? Strange..very strange...okayy...

"Uhh...no...not yet anyway,"he replied to Adi, raising an eyebrow at him too.Alright...there was something definitely fishy going on and he was intent to find out why..."Uh...Adi, are you alright mate?"

[RandomRaven]

After getting some meals before the class, The Korean boy walked to the History of Magic classroom. This wasn't his greatest lesson (well, to be honest he's not really excelled in most lesson) but Professor Glendower was a fun teacher. Especially when he knew that she was a WADA alumni. Wohooo...

Making an entrance, right...

Well, what should he do? Jackson was a good in singing but just singing sounded... not really special. Okay. "Good day Professor," He greeted. "At first I thought I'm in heaven because I see an angel, right in front of me." HEHEHE. Micky taught him how to do that. "Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for. I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more. You know it's true: Everything I do, I do it for you."

Jackson, stop. Now go to your seat.

He smiled and waved to some familiar face like Zhenya. Adi, and Ethan. He also waved to Henric, but he decided to take a seat a little bit far from him.

[WhittyBitty]

Some days the hardest thing about History of Magic wasn't the actual lessons, but the entrance.

Today was one of those days.

Lux stopped outside of the doorway and peeked inside. There was already quite a few students in the classroom. Biting her lip, she tried to decided what she should do. Handstands were nice, but she had already done them before. She had also done cartwheels... OOOH!! She had it!!

Beaming, Lux started doing her mermaid dance that she had invented. Woooo. So much fun. She boogied right on up to her desk. "Hello, Professor!" And hello friends. Everyone got waves.

[emjay]

Zhenya walked down the quiet corridor for History of Magic. Uh, yeah, it was quiet! Zhenya walked into the classroom quietly and saw Professor Glendower sitting at her podium. "Hello Professor, how are you?" she asked with a greeting, before eyeing the long table. What on earth was under there? Zhenya peeled her eyes away from it, knowing that she would surely find out what it was soon enough, once lesson started. So, she turned around to find a seat, pulling out her parchment, ink, quill and textbook.Nessa was very excited for today’s lesson. She had wanted to try a different approach to her lessons this year to keep things fun and fresh. Not that she didn’t like the way her lessons had been in the past, as a matter of fact she loved them, but change was always good to keep people on their toes and keep them excited. She was lost in these thoughts when the first student arrived to class.

”Well, hello, Zhenya!” she greeted the Slytherin with a bright smile. ”I’m doing quite well, thank you. I hope you can say the same.” She noted the girl’s glance towards the covered table but she wasn’t going to give anything away just yet. Instead, she just smiled at her as she went to find her seat then turned her o the door to watch for the next student to enter.

You know what? If Benny didn't want to believe him then there was nothing he could do about it. And he was going to do his entrance! The Hufflepuff cleared his throat, shuffled into the classroom and burst into a familiar song:


"Move your body like a hairy troll
Learning to rock and roll
Spin around like a crazy elf
Dancin' by himself

Boogie down like a unicorn
No stoppin' till the break of dawn
Put your hands up in the air
Like an ogre, who just don't care

Oh! Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na ma ma ny na na ny na!"

It was 'Do the Hippogriff!' by The Weird Sisters. Hehe. Everyone should know that, right? Accompanying Adi's singing was him doing weird movements that he improvised at the last moment (he had planned the singing, not the dancing). Head banging was included. He reallllly wanted to sing the entire song but he figured Glendower would get bored of him so he ceased his dancing directly in front of the woman's podium, a grin on his face but it wasn't the usual bright and cheerful one. It was more like forced and 'I'm sad but I don't want to show it'. "Hi, Professor. I hope you're alright.''

Just then he noticed the covered table. "Professor, are we having a feast?" Food would cheer him up right now. Yup, yup. Anwaaaay. Adi opted to sit waaaaaaaaay at the back of the classroom. He was going to hide from people today. So intent on doing this, he failed to notice his good friend Zhenya already there.And that next student would be Adi. Nessa smiled widely as the Hufflepuff burst into class singing. It certainly was a good choice for her to forego the welcoming music this time (though in reality, she had just been a little scatterbrained and had forgotten), for she wasn’t so sure if there was competing music that Adi would be so inclined to sing this song! She was very tempted to sing along, but this was his entrance and she didn’t want to steal his thunder. Instead, she settled for dancing along a bit, similar to Adi’s own dance moves, ending with very enthusiastic applause when he finished in front of her. ”Well done, Adi! Thank you for that very entertaining rendition!” Her smile faltered just a bit as she noticed his own smile seemed a bit forced. ”I’m doing just fine.. I hope you are as well?” Her eyes glanced to the covered table at his question and she shook her head. ”No, not today.. unfortunately some activities don’t go well with food..” But a snack was a nice idea for a different day.

Her second favorite class was today! YES! She needed a new word or just face the facts that History of Magic and Divinations were her two favorite classes. The sixth year walked to the History of Magic classroom. She was sure that she had everything that she needed for today's class and even an extra notebook just in case because the one that she had been using for her other classes was getting full and she was always one to write for than what she needed to write in class. Emmylou beamed at Professor Glendower. "Hello Professor Glendower. How are you today?" she asked taking a sit in the front row.Nesa smiled brightly at Emmylou as she was the next student to enter. ”Hello, Emmylou! I’m doing wonderfully today, thank you for asking!” She did so appreciate such thoughtfulness. ”I hope you are doing well today..”


He did notice the usual sign to make an entrance, except this time he not only had no idea what to do, he didn't want to do anything. The Gryffindor was almost dragging himself to class. So instead Benny practically sulked quietly into the classroom only to find not many had arrived already. His presence would be noticeable without a crowd. Not to mention Adi was, as usual, one of the first ones there.

"Hello Professor," he said simply, a contrast to the more cheerful woman. Benny then made his way to a random seat away from his friend. He didn't want to run the risk of them being partnered up at the moment if he could help it. It was just too awkward.Nessa turned her eyes towards the door again as the next student walked in. Was she reading too much into things or did his demeanor seem a little off? Still, she smiled brightly at the boy as he greeted her. ”Hello, Benjamin.. I hope you’re doing alright today.” If not, she’d be more than happy to lend a listening ear after class if needed.

Having skipped from the Great Hall to the History of Magic classroom, Marsha was grinning happily when she arrived. So, it was with a huge smile over her face that she followed the others, from lunch in to meet Professor Glendower. ”Good afternoon Professor.”

She handed the woman a small posy of pansies, in various shades of purple. Pansies were one of the only flowers that she knew anything about, but with a smile she handed them to her Professor. ”I found these outside… and well, the frost is starting to set in and pansies don’t do so well in the cold… and well, I thought you might like them for your office desk.”

…. She was babbling.

She’d never done anything like that before… she didn’t even know if Professor Glendower LIKED flowers… but really, they had been asked to enter respectfully… and she’d at the very least done that… right?

Handing the posy over, Marsha moved to take her seat, hoping that no-one had seen her mumbling away to the Professor like an idiot. Don’t mind us, just sitting back here. Quiet and silent. Yup.Nessa smiled brightly as the next student walked in wearing her own wide smile. She still had trouble with some of the first years’ names being only midway through the term, but she was fairly certain her name was Marsha. ”Good afternoon,” she began greeting her in return, stopping as her eyes fell on the flowers from the girl’s outstretched hand. Oh, goodness! How very sweet! ”Why thank you so much!” she beamed as she took the flowers. ”I would love them for my office.” She conjured a vase and filled it with water before placing the flowers inside and setting it on the corner of the covered table.

Norah flounced into the History of Magic classroom with a winning smile on her face, head held high. Curtsying in front of Professor Glendower, she nodded her head regally and looked up to give her a little wave. "Hi Professor!" She made her hand into a cup shape and waved slowly and dramatically at the rest of the students before sliding into a seat near the front of the classroom. How was THAT for an entrance? They could just call her Queen Norah from now on, yep.

She laid her note taking materials on her desk, paying special attention to her new glittery silver ink. It got a special place 'cause it was the best part, yep yep yep. With a grin at Professor Glendower again, she sat straight up and interlaced her fingers on top of the desk. Royalty was respectful, everybody knew that.Nessa watched as Norah came into the room next, matching the smile on the girl’s face as she made her entrance. ”Good afternoon, Norah,” Nessa greeted her in return, giving her a curtsy also. ”I hope the day finds you well.”

The redhead slipped inside, at least observing the request to 'be polite'. That was the best that Professor Glendower would be getting from her. "Good afternoon, Professor," she said warmly, picking out a seat fairly near the front, before getting out her resources.Nessa gave the Ravenclaw an encouraging smile, sensing the girl was perhaps not in the best mood today. That was unfortunate, but hopefully her day would get better, and maybe her lesson would be a pleasant distraction. ”Good afternoon, Clara,” Nessa returned the girl’s greeting, watching her pick out a seat.

Eden was feeling kinda' sad today. She was....severely missing Phoenix...and she just...didn't wanna' feel like that right now. She followed in after Clara and didn't bother making an entrance.

"Professor Glendower--" she nodded at her and sighed a she slumped next to Clara. Did she have to talk? She just met eyes with Clara before shaking her head, as if to tell her not to ask.Goodness.. seemed to be quite a few of her students who were in a less than overjoyed mood. Still, Nessa gave this girl an encouraging smile as well as she shuffled into the room. ”Hello, Eden.. I hope everything’s alright today..” If not, her office was always open and she’d be happy to talk.

Henric walked into the classroom,history of magic..whoop whoop! Time to put more history knowledge into his long term memory brain. He stopped to read the sign,"Make an Entrance...Respectfully" Alright then he would try...he sauntered forward towards the smiling professor,"Hello Professor...I can't wait for your lesson to begin,"he greeted politely. He then faced the class and bowed as well,"Hello...umm..." He gulped, alright maybe not...he was going to pass on the dramatic entrance scene, that was Adi's thing not his."..well..nice to meet you all again...uhh....goodbye..."He briskly walked past them so he could seat at the back like always,"Oh hey Adi!"he waved.Where was Benny? Henric looked around and spotted him seated on the opposite side.Weird, didn't these two always seat together and not always at the back? He wanted to wave at Benny too but he didn't seem to look cheerful today.Hmm...oh well...he took a seat beside Adi. Whaat...this was his favourite spot. He even carved his name...not physically...but mentally...on this seat.Yup yup.Watching the next student come in, Nessa smiled brightly. ”Well, you’re in luck,” she grinned. ”You don’t have long to wait!” Nope, class would be starting in just a few minutes! And she thought today would be rather fun. She beamed approvingly as he made a dramatic gesture towards the class, knowing that this was his personal take on an entrance. How creative!

Rorie was quite happy she had decided to pull her rainbow locks in a bun today. Approaching the 'Make an Entrance' sign, she folded the sleeves of her robes up her arm and tied the tail to her waist.

ALLEY-OOP!

Perfect handstand by Miss Rorie Hazelwood. 10 out 10 scoring. THE CROWD GOES WIIIILDDDD! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Wobbling her way into the class, she kept her balance even. Can't land any roles with a broken wing, can she?

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE back on her own two feetsies. TA-DA. Autographs available after class. THX.One thing that Nessa had noticed were lacking lately was the acrobatics. She had gotten rather used to the impressive feats from when she first started, yet there hadn’t been any today. Until now. She watched with delight as the next person to enter the classroom did so on her hands. Nessa thought it was Rowena Hazelwood as she tilted her head to try to get a better look at the upside-down face. Either way, she was impressed. ”Wonderful job!” she applauded before the girl righted herself to find a seat.

Entering the room and making a small bow towards Professor Glendower, he offered her a wide smile. "Good afternoon, professor. I hope you've had a good morning." Mmhm. Now he'd just find himself a seat somewhere in the back and maybe she'd be able to ignore him if he should fall asleep at any point during the lesson.Nessa gave the boy a small bow and a wide smile in return. ”Good afternoon Brian. Why, yes, I did have a good morning.. I hope you did as well.” Hmm, a back row seat... She really should arrange the seats better so everyone was at optimal location for best learning and participation.

Pausing outside the room to gather himself, Toby then ran and skidded into the classroom, sliding across the floor and doing jazz haaaands, with a big smile on his face. A smile that anyone who knew him well enough might recognise as completely forced.

The room set-up, that long table, the podium, none of it made Toby too curious, because Hogwarts. No one class was different to the next in this place, so he took it all in his stride as he went across to take his usual seat by one of the windows.

"Hey Professor, good to see you," he said simply, offering Glendower a little smile as he took a seat and got his things set up.Eeep, Nessa loved dramatic entrances like those, especially the jazz hands. She offered Toby a welcoming smile, unaware that his mood might not be as cheerful as normal, and watched him find a seat. ”Hi Toby,” she returned his greeting. ”Fantastic to see you as well.. hope you’re having a lovely day.”


So, rather than making a big entrance, Sophie simply entered the room, gave a polite salute in greeting to Glendower, and offered up a nice, "Hi, professor. Hope you're well," before taking a seat. That was all from her, and the sixth year kept to herself as she got out her materials for class.Smiling pleasantly at Sophie as the girl entered her classroom, Nessa returned her salute. ”Hello, Sophie.. I am doing quite well, thank you. And I hope you can say the same.” She did enjoy respectful and polite which Sophie never failed to display.

Ethan opened the door and peeked inside the classroom before entering. He had to make sure it was safe and whatnot. Spotting the professor and the long table before her, the Slytherin pushed the door open and entered the classroom. “Good day, Professor.” The fair haired teen grinned at the woman, and snagged a seat beside Zhenya. “Hey there, Z.” A friendly grin and wave was given, and took out his writing implements out after.

Ready!Hmm, that was a low-key entrance from Ethan but he got a pleasant smile nonetheless. Though she did wonder if something was going on with some of the students that they not come in as excited for class as usual. ”Hello, Ethan.. Hope you’re having a great day!” She watched him take a seat with his friends then she turned her eyes to the door again as more students trickled in.

Despite entering through the door in a regular fashion - as he did now since the shine off it wore of quickly in his first year - he did notice the difference in the room. NO MUSIC. Thank Merlin.

"Hello, Professor Glendower," he greeted as he moved to take his usual seat. Nessa gave a pleasant smile to the next student to walk in, watching him as he found a seat. ”Hello, Zeke.”


So in a very normal and casually relaxed manner the third year opened the door to the room, brushed a strand of green hair back behind her ear which never seemed to stay in place and entered the room. "Hello, Professor. How are you?" she greeted warmly with a small wave of her hand before making way to her normal set and sitting down taking out her usual items of parchment, quill, and textbook.Nessa smiled widely as Hady entered the room with a wave. ”Hello, Hady.. I’m doing just fine, dear. How about yourself?” She gave an approving nod as the girl readied her things at her desk. Not that they’d really need all that today, but it was always good to be prepared.


Whatever. Grayson did make an entrance but by practically leaping into the classroom. Knees bent, a grin on his face and his arms outstretched, the boy posed at the front of the classroom, almost as if he was saying 'TA-DAAAAAAA'! Yeah, ta-da, the handsome seventh year was here. JAZZ HANDS.

Was he done embarrassing himself?

The answer was yes. Readjusting himself, the Slytherin threw a wink out to the audience -- none for the haters -- before turning his attention towards the History of Magic professor. "Hey, Professor Glendower." Smiles for her because she was cool and all. He then moved away to swagger over towards an empty seat and sit down. Ready to learn, yo.Nessa smiled widely as Greyson entered the room with a flourish. What a way to announce one’s presence, she loved it! ”Hello, Greyson,” she greeted him in return. ”Nice to see you today.”

Angel couldn't wait for the first History of Magic Lesson to start, but first she had to make an entrance and today she had the perfect one, she walked towards the door before she stopped a few metres away and she went to the side of the door... she poked her head in for a few seconds before she went to the other side and did the same again.

Angel then rolled into the classroom and hid behind the Professor desk before she peeked her head up from behind it, looking around... she was so being a spy. "Hello Professor!" Angel smiled as she picked herself up from the floor. "How are you today?" Angel suddenly went and found herself a seat.Hmm, now this was rather curious. Nessa tilted her head as she watched Angel stealthily enter the room. She turned around behind her as the girl poked her head up and she was rewarded with a wide smile. ”Hello Angel! I’m doing quite well, how are you?” That was a rather creative entrance, very unique to the girl’s personality, which Nessa always appreciated.

You know what? He was just gonna march into the room like a soldier. He lifted one knee then the other as stiffly as he could and made his way into the-- Oh. "Hi, Professor," he greeted her, accidentally breaking out of character in the process. But he couldn't help it. He was curious. What was she hiding under the cloth? OR MAYBE the cloth was the prop this time. Unlikely, but possible. "Are we gonna be ghosts today?" You know, wear the cloth over their heads like people did for Halloween? Man, Glendower was brilliant. Ooh, another creative one! Nessa stood at attention as Zandar marched into the room. ”Hello, Zander,” she greeted him in return with a wide smile before her eyes followed his gaze. She couldn’t blame him for being curious. Oh that was an interesting guess. ”Well.. not in the literal sense..” Probably not really in the figurative sense either the more she thought about it.

Well, what should he do? Jackson was a good in singing but just singing sounded... not really special. Okay. "Good day Professor," He greeted. "At first I thought I'm in heaven because I see an angel, right in front of me." HEHEHE. Micky taught him how to do that. "Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for. I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more. You know it's true: Everything I do, I do it for you."

Jackson, stop. Now go to your seat.

He smiled and waved to some familiar face like Zhenya. Adi, and Ethan. He also waved to Henric, but he decided to take a seat a little bit far from him. ”Good day, Jackson,” Nessa greeted the boy with a wide smile as he entered the room next. Oh my, what a charmer this boy must be. She smiled appreciatively as he serenaded her and the class, indulging him in some applause as he was finished. ”Why that was lovely! Thank you so much for that delightful song!.” She watched him find a seat with his friends then glanced at the time. Nearly time to begin!

Lux stopped outside of the doorway and peeked inside. There was already quite a few students in the classroom. Biting her lip, she tried to decided what she should do. Handstands were nice, but she had already done them before. She had also done cartwheels... OOOH!! She had it!!

Beaming, Lux started doing her mermaid dance that she had invented. Woooo. So much fun. She boogied right on up to her desk. "Hello, Professor!" And hello friends. Everyone got waves.Oh my, another creative entrance! Nessa smiled widely as she watched Lux dance into the room. ”Hello, Lux.. how very inventive!” She knew her students were very creative and she just loved it when they showed it. She watched as the girl turned to her friends, then decided to begin class. It was that time now and anyone else would just have to catch up.


”Hello, everyone!” Nessa brightly greeted the class as she walked towards the center of the room to address everyone. That was their cue that class was beginning and that they should end their personal conversations now. It was time for some fun learning! ”Today we are going to do something a little different. I know we are all accustomed to putting ourselves into history so to speak for class to better understand the events and, while we will still do that in a sense, today’s lesson will be much broader.” In fact, it would encompass much of the term! And she was sure that it would disappoint a few that there would be neither dressing up nor playacting today, but it would still be plenty creative!

”I’m sure many of you are wondering what is under the cloth on the table today, and we will get to that in just a little bit. As a hint, they are things that will help immerse ourselves into history, using your own unique and creative perspective. But for now, let’s talk about history in its most general sense." She started to walk around the room a little as she looked at each of them. "What is history? What does history mean to you? And what are ways that history is conveyed to other people? Let's start a discussion.."

[Expecto-Penguin]

Kace was really wondering what was underneath the table. I mean there could be anything underneath the cloth. This is what he gets for being curious. He was gonna get his mind off it for a little bit and heard the Professor ask the class about the main topic of history. He puckered his lips and began to think about what history meant to him and what is history. He looked around and noticed others were thinking. He began to write it down in his notebook first before he spoke out loud. He didn't want to be the one idiot who said the wrong answer.



History means to me.....a way of unraveling the past?

It means....a way of getting answers to the unknown or documenting facts.
- I mean none of us were there for the wizarding war.

History is documenting events that happened and retelling the stories others have seen.



He saw what he had and he was gonna go with it. Kace raised his hand and began to start the discussion, "Professor I think history means to me is a way of unraveling the past. It sometimes answers our burning questions we have like the Wizarding War that happened here at Hogwarts. I also think it means a way of getting answers to the unknown and documenting facts. For the definition aspect, it means like documenting events that happened and retelling stories others have seen."

That is what he thought. I mean I guess his answer was enough to get the discussion going right? He waited back quietly to hear others answers.

[Sararara]

Norah, who hadn't even noticed the mysterious thingy mabob all covered in cloth, immediately grew squirmy. What was under there? WHAT was under there? WHAT WAS UNDER THERE? Did Professor Glendower know how badly she needed to see what was under there, 'cause it was really REALLY badly. This was kinda mean for such a nice professor, y'know putting students through the AGONY of waiting. It was a grown up thing, probably. They liked to make people wait for a million gazillion years before they got to see surprises even though at the ripe old age of fourteen she was much too grown up to wait that long to see anything. It was like they had a whole entire making-people-wait GAME just to make her squirm. That wasn't very nice, y'know. And grown ups called themselves 'role models.'

She tapped her toes on the floor to keep from EXPLODING from all the curious energy, putting one hand, complete with squiggly wiggly fingers, in the air. What kind of question was that, anyways? Professor Glendower was the teacher, she should probably know her very own subject. That was another grown up thing, asking questions you already know the answer to. As much as Norah had thought she'd learn all those weird grown up secrets by the time she was THIS old, it still hadn't happened. Lame. "History is like stories," she began simply when she was called on. "They're stories about stuff that has happened according do whoever's telling 'em, and any story about the past is history. I guess it probably has to be a true story, but sometimes people may make a mistake or exaggerate or something, because I think a lot of history is spread around by people telling it, or writing it I guess. Just like you tell us about history, and my mum tells me about the history of when she was 'my' age, and that was aaaaages ago. That's history too." She made a wrinkly face as she put her hand down, 'cause those kinds of mum stories were never any fun. They were usually all about how Norah was doing something wrong, and who liked to hear about that? Not her, that's who.

[Holmesian Feline]

Professor Glendower returned his greeting, thankfully one of staff who still chose to use his full name. Of course she must have noticed his demeanor because she spoke of him feeling alright. All Ben could do was give a slight shrug before she moved onto the next person who had entered the classroom and said hello. His lips weren't in the mood for any extranious talking at the moment. He saw the wave in his direction coming Lux and only made a half-inclination of his head on response.

Sorry Benjamin Atreyu was being his old, shy self right now.

Soon enough class was beginning anyway and the Gryffindor was doing his best to pay attention to the professor rather than anything else. Huh? Cloth....what cloth? Oh....that cloth. Yep, he had definitely been distracted and missed that. As for the question, it seemed his voice was still lost so he was going to be simply listening...for now anyway.

[SilverTiger]

Brooklyn didn’t feel very well. Not that anyone could have noticed, aside from the fact she’d just quietly snuck into the classroom earlier without her usual royal entrance. Her head was pounding and she hadn’t felt like eating anything. She just felt like curling up and sleeping, but instead she was here. She was here, and trying desperately to focus on the discussion. Too many people were talking. It was only making the pounding in her head feel worse, to the point she’d nearly decided to give up. She couldn’t do that to her House, though. Slytherin needed points.

Raising her hand slowly, she spoke softly. “History is what the winners say happened before them. Stories, legends…” Her answer trailed off as she slipped her hand under her hair to scratch at the back of her neck. She really couldn’t focus. It was all too annoying. Spiders, or whatever Cutty had said back when they’d been under the influence of fear potion. It was all stupid, and she didn’t like feeling icky.

[oh its Erik ok]

Dante was here. Not like he would miss it or anything. He liked Professor Glendower. And he was interested in the table cloth or whatever it was for like a moment. Then he lost interest. He only looked at it because it might have had food underneath it. He was hungry.

"Like Brooklyn said. History is written by the victors"

Somebody famous said that. Don't remember who.

Probably some old white guy.

[ArianaBlack]

So they weren't dressing up as ghosts, then? Man. It was a good guess though. Zander thought so. But if the cloth wasn't gonna be used for costumes, then what was it hiding? The way Professor Glendower said it, made it sound like books. Man. That was a horrible surprise. As if it wasn't enough having to lug around this giant HoM text book as it is. Now they had even MORE books.

Except for she never said that they were books. But Zander was a brilliant guesser, as everyone probably already knows given his great intuitive skills from the past. Like the whole Cold One thing. Or his brilliant Runes OWL score, he guessed on the ENTIRE thing. Zander was probably the best guesser the school had ever seen. AHEM. Jokes.

He had to practically tear his eyes away from the cloth 'cause curiosity and all. But it was evident that the lesson was off to an official start... So here goes nothing.

And cue the vague introduction question. Ah, Glendower didn't disappoint. It was always the same with the Professors here. Zander was starting to recognize the pattern. And you know what history meant to Zander? Absolutely nothing because it was a pretty boring subject. Except for he couldn't say that out loud because a) Professor Glendower is AWESOME b) the whole 'second chance' with the badge thing c) he actually did well on this OWL so there were expectations and d) wait, what was the question again? "History is all about knowing mistakes from the past, so you don't make 'em again in the future." Yeah, he could contribute too.

[Hera]

What is History?

...

Well that was easy. Was it even necessary to start with this, he'd been 'learning' the subject for over two years... HERE... and a great deal longer in Muggle school.

Hand up, Zeke figured now might be his only opportunity to participate. "History is the study of events that occurred in the past, the people who lived in the past, the way things were in the past and how it has led to how we are today. We can do this by looking at evidence from the time like artefacts and written things which are primary sources. But more often the history we learn is the one that is considered to be most significant, but it doesn't mean that we get a true impression of a time. And to add to that, the perspectives that we're taught may be biased through what the government wants us to learn or biased because of your own personal preference or perspective to a time that we learn. If people don't like Goblins, then they're less likely to teach to Goblin's perspectives of the issues that led to the Goblin Rebellions." Yeah, yeah.... how do you like them apples?!

So.. in summation, Hisotry sucked. He wondered how many people had been ripped off by the 'study' of History. How many peoples names and actions had been forgotten? Whenever he went ANYWHERE there were billions of monuments for EVERYTHING and EVERYONE, but did he know anything about them? No.

[Kolyander]

"I'm doing well, thank you," Hady responded with a light smile. The day was still young and there was more to come. So far so good though for the time being.

And so the class began. With a maybe easy question depending on how one looked at it. All her fellow classmates seemed to be giving roughly the same answers so what Hady raised her hand it was slowly. "History is everything and anything from yesterday and before. All the good and the bad some worth remembering and some not. It's a ton of events brought about by others choices as well as our own and how the events played out." Everything eventually turned into the past. It was just the simple matter of what was important enough to be remembered and what wasn't.

[Jessiqua]

Nessa was very excited for today’s lesson. She had wanted to try a different approach to her lessons this year to keep things fun and fresh. Not that she didn’t like the way her lessons had been in the past, as a matter of fact she loved them, but change was always good to keep people on their toes and keep them excited. She was lost in these thoughts when the first student arrived to class.

”Well, hello, Zhenya!” she greeted the Slytherin with a bright smile. ”I’m doing quite well, thank you. I hope you can say the same.” She noted the girl’s glance towards the covered table but she wasn’t going to give anything away just yet. Instead, she just smiled at her as she went to find her seat then turned her o the door to watch for the next student to enter.

”Hello, everyone!” Nessa brightly greeted the class as she walked towards the center of the room to address everyone. That was their cue that class was beginning and that they should end their personal conversations now. It was time for some fun learning! ”Today we are going to do something a little different. I know we are all accustomed to putting ourselves into history so to speak for class to better understand the events and, while we will still do that in a sense, today’s lesson will be much broader.” In fact, it would encompass much of the term! And she was sure that it would disappoint a few that there would be neither dressing up nor playacting today, but it would still be plenty creative!

”I’m sure many of you are wondering what is under the cloth on the table today, and we will get to that in just a little bit. As a hint, they are things that will help immerse ourselves into history, using your own unique and creative perspective. But for now, let’s talk about history in its most general sense." She started to walk around the room a little as she looked at each of them. "What is history? What does history mean to you? And what are ways that history is conveyed to other people? Let's start a discussion.."

"That's good, Professor," she said in reply. "I'm going well too," she said with a smile. Though study was tedious and stressful, she was doing well.


Ooh different! Zhenya liked things being changed. She still wondered what was on the table. But they wouldn't be finding out for a little while, so she would have to do a bit more waiting. So they were starting generally. That was good, general, then work it down to something more specific. Zhenya had a think about what she was asking them. What did History mean to her? Well... that was a hard question, history was just history. Now she had a big think about what history meant specifically to her. Hmm... She raised her hand, "Professor history is a lot of the past, remembering what has happened in the past. Whether it's remembering the facts of what happened, giving credit to those who deserve it, for example a witch who invented a spell or something. It's also important to remember what happened in the past, either to remember people and their sacrifices, or to remember the horrors so it doesn't happen again, like the first and second Wizarding War."

[MuggleDinosaur]

Hmmm. What is history and what does it mean to me? Hmm. The sixth year didn't know if she should raise her hand or not. It was an open discussion so maybe not. Emmylou looked around. Kace was writing notes before he said something. She jotted down a few notes while listening to everyone. "I don't fully agree with Zander when he said that it is about learning about past mistakes." Emmylou paused. "I mean, it is about learning past mistakes but it can also be a window to the past in a different way. In the past life was different and there were different ways people did magic. For example, history in the muggle world can be about how their technology had advanced." Emmylou wasn't sure she was really getting anywhere with what she was saying. Thinking about something and understanding it was different than thinking about something and trying to explain it to someone. Emmylou was going to answer the second question but she was sure that what she just said answered it.

[Symphora]

Henric turned to face the front when the professor started to speak. He thought about the question for a second before raising up his hands to answer,"History to me are events from the past that has been documented and studied for centuries, they are formed by the people and made by the people themselves. Mankind can made history no matter what status they are,whatever happened yesterday can be 'His Story' to tell,"Henric chuckled a little at his own definition. Pun intended.

He also wondered what was under that cloth, hope it wasn't something scary.

[SlytherinSistah]

He skipped making an entrance that day feeling not particularly well and looking it. His hair was combed, but his face was paler and he appeared almost...sticky? It was not a good look. Still, he made it a point to make it to History of Magic. Maybe they'd talk about Barty Crouch Snr. again. Maybe they'd be reanimating his bones, he thought noticing the sheet covering...something nearby.

Professor Glendower started on the right foot, though apparently. It was an immediately interesting question because it was immediately revealing. A way to gain perspective without having to ask any questions himself. He wanted in on the conversation, but first, time to play a little game. A little game called 'validating the Professor's ego by taking a softer field of study and making it seem harder'. The sickly 6th year put his hand up. "History could be thought of as sort of a portal. A look through time to gain a sense of relativity. Not joost a record of events, booht a record of motion and a way to gauge where we're at in time and space and possibly where we're going. Additionally, it also gives insight into the minds of the people who lived at the time and who were reporting historical events. Looking at Queen Margaret, fer example, she went to extreme lengths to get her son to be king of England and that looks a bit strange when you consider our modern perspective. We've had many queens, booht at the time she couldn't have done it and was hated for her power." And rumours. Oh the rumours they spread about her. Which was the part Cutty enjoyed most about the subject. It was like an almost never ending gossip rag.

"I guess history is mostly conveyed through the written wehrd, if that's what yer mean, Professor. Although, if yer mean how is it presented, then I'd have to say that unfortunately alorra the times it's joost alorra names and dates." The part about other people threw him.

[MudInMyBlood]

As a matter of fact she DID want to know what was under that cloth. Wasn't there a saying her mom always said? Curiosity killed the cat? To which AJ would always respond... but satisfaction brought him back. Boom. Only she was trying super hard to be patient. What if she lost points for peeking and it ended up being so not worth it. Life decisions were mad hard.

History though. "Before you I always thought history was super boring. It's just a bunch of dead dudes... what's the point?" It was true. "But now I see that we can learn a lot from history. Some of those old dudes and dudettes made our world a better place." The professor made learning the boring stuff fun and AJ actually learned more.

[feeheeheeny]

Glendower was awfully nice, wasn't she? Her cheery disposition was a little overwhelming sometimes, but today it was brightening Sophie Brown's spirits. Greatly welcome, even. And... okay, wait. Was the professor implying that there would be no dressing up today? No acting? No putting themselves into history in THAT way?

THIS DAY JUST GOT BETTER AND BETTER.

A wave of relief had washed over this Ravenclaw and she visibly relaxed in her chair, slumping forward a little in her seat and propping her head up on an elbow. She was still attentive, but this change of pace for the class made her feel unhinged. Slumping and relaxing was completely appropriate.

The stress of classes was just too daunting sometimes, okay? Something different was encouraging.

At the professor's question, Sophie considered her classmates' answers. It was a very broad, open-ended question, which she appreciated. She liked being able to improvise a bit and add fluff to her response. With a raised hand, Soph went ahead to offer up to the discussion, "History is important 'cause it's brought us to where we are today, and kinda like Zander said, it's important to know about what's happened in the past to understand not just where we are today but how to improve for our future, too. History means to me... well, m'super appreciative of our history, 'cause if it weren't for the people of the past and the things that happened... we wouldn't have these desks we're sitting at and spells and potions and stuff wouldn't have been invented. Like, there's a certain order to the world - we're nothing without history and understanding the past, 'cause that's necessary for any growth moving forward." She'd rambled a bit there and repeated herself, but she... wasn't entirely herself today. Her brain was a bit muddy and her thought processes were jumbled, so that explanation would've had to suffice.

Also... Merlin, what was wrong with Cutty? He looked bloody awful.

[Cassirin]

Dot liked Glendower a lot, so she wouldn't say her first thought... that history was kind of boring unless they were acting it out in this class. Like her gram was always trying to tell her old stories about people who were like dead or over 40. It was blech.

But that was just one part of the question, so Dot focused on the parts that wouldn't offend the professor. "Professor! Lots of people just get their history out of books, which isn't bad, probably, but it's awful biased based on who does the writing. Like a wizard is gonna think that the contributions of wizards and the people he supports did things right and Muggles or witches or people not like him were wrong. So you have to look at history from a closer source to the real story. Like newspapers. Or people who were really there, but lots of them."

Also, books were boring too. Just so you know.

[laurange]

Whoaaaa, so many questions. It was barely ten minutes into the lesson and Brian's head was already spinning. His classmates were already answering the questions, though, and he was probably better off writing all this down. Or maybe he could doodle instead? History was the past, that was pretty clear but he was never really a fan of his own Muggle hisory, Magical history just seemed longer and more irrelevant.

And then there was a small lull in the discussion and Brian figured that he probably had to answer before he was called out on daydreaming during the lesson. Swallowing a sigh, he raised his hand. "History is anything that happened two minutes ago, on back until the dawn of time. Some of it, people think important. That we can probably learn lessons from it but I think we discount people's personal histories a lot. Those might be less famous, but they're still important." Oh. That was a lot more than the Hufflepuff had meant to say. Blinking a bit at his own wordiness, he returned to doodling taking notes in his notebook. That was weird. He normally didn't even have such complex thoughts.

[FearlessLeader19]

Awh! Professor Glendower had joined him with the dancing! Wasn't she just one of the best Professors ever?! Adi momentarily forgot his anger and hurt as he did a bit of a bow before the woman. "Thank you, thank you! I hope I didn't hurt your ears." Hehe. "I'm alright...ish. Thank you for asking.'' Lieing... not Adi's thing so an in between answer would do. And no food? How disappointing. But he couldn't wait to see what was in store for the lesson.
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"I'm alright, Henny,'' Adi replied, through gritted teeth, still glaring at the back of Benny's head. And yeah, he hadn't missed the brief glance the Lion had shot their way. What did he care, anyway? Adi was a liar in his book as far as he was concerned. Thank gosh the lesson was starting. Something to distract him! FINALLY! Adi rested his left cheek on his corresponding hand as he absently doodled on his parchment rather clumsily with the other hand but that had to be stopped as he thought of answers to Glendower's questions.

"History is the study of past events. Honestly, history doesn't mean much to me because I always found it boring even though it's important.'' Sorry, Professor. Though History of Magic with the bubbly woman wasn't boring AT ALL because she had such fun classes. "History can be conveyed to others through textbooks.'' There! Simple and short answers because he wasn't much in the mood to do thinking. Right now he wanted to cast Cantis on Benny.

[WhittyBitty]

Hehe, Professor Glendower liked her dance. That made Lux smile. The Mermaid Boogie was going going to take the world by storm; she could see it now.

Anyway, lesson time. She didn't have much time to dwell on Benny's almost non-response to her greeting because hello mysterious objects under a cloth. Definitely curious now. Hopefully things would be explained soon, but for the moment she was trying to think about history. It was a little harder to do when the topic was so broad, but she would still try her best.

After a few moments, Lux raised her hand. "I think history is events from the past that are recorded so that future generations can know about them and possibly learn from mistakes others have made. History can also help someone know more about themselves in a way...because it gives an idea of where they came from." Did that make any sense? Or was it only logical in her head? "Oh, and like Brooklyn said: it's the winners who make history." That was about it.

[natekka]

After Clara had gotten comfortable in her seat, and thrown a somewhat weary smile at the Professor, she glanced across at Eden. Her best friend was giving out some major sad vibes today, but she knew her well enough to know that she didn't want to talk about it. It wouldn't really make a different if she did want to talk about it, the redhead already knew what was wrong. It was obviously Phoenix. It was always Phoenix. Always.

Eden's feelings towards Phoenix were enough to make Clara angry at him for making her feel so strongly about him, but she also respected them. She could see how important they were to each other.

These were all out of class things, however, so she tried to focus back on the lesson. What did history mean to her? Being the avid reader she was, her mind jumped straight to definitions and literal senses of the word. She stuck her hand in the air. "History, by definition, means 'the study of past events', especially in connection to people and humanity. It's often seen in the form of life lessons - learning from the mistakes of the past and building upon what we've learnt." She could go on, but she wouldn't.

[Govoni]

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Did that Gryffindor just.....?

Gabriel was staring at him [RandomRaven] with a dumbfounded expression firmly in place. It could never be said that the Lions lacked confidence, that much was for sure......but his attention was soon drawn elsewhere, as it was known to do. Questions were being asked and answers being given, some more detailed than others.

History, as an aside, was one of Gabe's favorite subjects for one very uncomplicated reason: It never changed. It was the same set events retaught over and over again. Of course, the perspective differed from time to time, based on whoever was lecturing and presenting the material...but the gist was constant. He liked constants.

This wasn't to say that it was always TRUE, however. Consistent or not.

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"History is often falsified....over time." Perspective was a very curious thing. If you controlled the publication of books and the writing, you could make the events twist and turn into whatever you wanted them to be. Dot had the right idea about that.

[Felixir]

Now, that was the question wasn't it.

History was a funny thing. As a kid, the subject had never really been one on his favourites. He'd always been very focused on moving forwards. Always just keep moving forwards, never looking back, always making progress. In his young mind, looking back was this big unspeakable thing, but as he'd grown older Toby had realised that sometimes, looking back was necessary. And then, when good things started to happen, he found that looking back could even be enjoyable. He still preferred to look forward rather than dwell on things (not that it always worked that way for him), but these days he was at least a little less... extreme about it.

These thoughts all flitted through Toby's head while he stared off out the window and twirled his quill out of fidgety habit. He did this for a long while, thinking about things. waiting until there was a lull in the input from the other students before looking to Glendower and raising his hand to speak.

"I guess this is kinda what Zander said," he began, his expression making it clear that he didn't even mind that he was going to repeat the same point. It felt important for him to say it, acknowledge it out loud for the first time. Also, he wanted to say it with the positive twist. "But sometimes you gotta look back, see what went wrong or right, and that's the best way of knowing how to keep moving forward, and how to keep making things better. I used to think that the only way of moving forward was to only look forward, not dwell on the past, not ever. So I never ever did that. But sometimes you have to look back to know how to move forward. Or to understand what's happening in the here and the now. Whether in general history or, like, personal history, y'know? And I think it's easiest to look back at history when you're looking back at good things."

See? He'd learnt stuff.

Of course. That was completely leaving out the fact that Toby tended to ignore or lowkey deny the parts of history that didn't fit his idealistic views of things. But that was a problem for another day.

[RandomRaven]

The Korean boy just grinned when Glendower said that she loved his sing. Hehehe. It's not that hard to impress this Professor, to be honest. If only all professors were like her...

Anyway. back to lesson time.

What is history? Jackson raised his hand and gave an opinion. "History is.. something that already happened in the past and somehow it can affect the current and/or future activity. So... That's why history cannot be separated from our life."

[Weasley174]

Angel smiled at the Professor. "I'm awesome Professor." Angel was glad the Professor was okay, she then listened to what the Professor was saying about History. "Professor, isn't that where someone says to you when you destroy their favourite thing, Your History?" Angel had been told some people said that to others.

[Stefan]

Zhenya was just setting up her things when she heard a ruckus. An ADI Ruckus. She looked up and watched Adi's fabulous entrance and it was so good she just had to clap! But the rude puffer walked straight past her to the back. She knew she was short but she wasn't THAT short. With a giggle, she packed up her things and put her things next to Adi, sitting down next to him. "Well hello Mr. I-just-walk-straight-past-my-friends-now-that-I'm-super-famous-singer," she said, laughing half way through. "That was great Adi!"


After a few more people walked in, Zhenya spotted another friend - a fellow SNAKE, walk in. No singing from him though. Tut-tut. Well, not like Zhenya sang upon her entrance, but she was greatly entertained by Adi's. She smiled as he sat down next to her. "Hiya E, how goes it?" she asked. Was that a weird way to talk? Hmm... no Zhenya didn't think so.

The Slytherin simply returned the professor’s greeting with a polite nod and a grin. Was he having a great day? It was so-so.


Ethan turned to Zhenya and gave her a grin as he made himself comfortable in his chair. “Still a bit sore from our Charms class. Forgot to do warm ups, but it’s all good. As always, I took advantage of the exercise part that’s why I’m in pain. Building up my muscles, you know.” The Slytherin nodded and poked his sort of muscly arm.


Nessa was very excited for today’s lesson. She had wanted to try a different approach to her lessons this year to keep things fun and fresh. Not that she didn’t like the way her lessons had been in the past, as a matter of fact she loved them, but change was always good to keep people on their toes and keep them excited. She was lost in these thoughts when the first student arrived to class.

”Well, hello, Zhenya!” she greeted the Slytherin with a bright smile. ”I’m doing quite well, thank you. I hope you can say the same.” She noted the girl’s glance towards the covered table but she wasn’t going to give anything away just yet. Instead, she just smiled at her as she went to find her seat then turned her o the door to watch for the next student to enter.

And that next student would be Adi. Nessa smiled widely as the Hufflepuff burst into class singing. It certainly was a good choice for her to forego the welcoming music this time (though in reality, she had just been a little scatterbrained and had forgotten), for she wasn’t so sure if there was competing music that Adi would be so inclined to sing this song! She was very tempted to sing along, but this was his entrance and she didn’t want to steal his thunder. Instead, she settled for dancing along a bit, similar to Adi’s own dance moves, ending with very enthusiastic applause when he finished in front of her. ”Well done, Adi! Thank you for that very entertaining rendition!” Her smile faltered just a bit as she noticed his own smile seemed a bit forced. ”I’m doing just fine.. I hope you are as well?” Her eyes glanced to the covered table at his question and she shook her head. ”No, not today.. unfortunately some activities don’t go well with food..” But a snack was a nice idea for a different day.

Nesa smiled brightly at Emmylou as she was the next student to enter. ”Hello, Emmylou! I’m doing wonderfully today, thank you for asking!” She did so appreciate such thoughtfulness. ”I hope you are doing well today..”

Nessa turned her eyes towards the door again as the next student walked in. Was she reading too much into things or did his demeanor seem a little off? Still, she smiled brightly at the boy as he greeted her. ”Hello, Benjamin.. I hope you’re doing alright today.” If not, she’d be more than happy to lend a listening ear after class if needed.

Nessa smiled brightly as the next student walked in wearing her own wide smile. She still had trouble with some of the first years’ names being only midway through the term, but she was fairly certain her name was Marsha. ”Good afternoon,” she began greeting her in return, stopping as her eyes fell on the flowers from the girl’s outstretched hand. Oh, goodness! How very sweet! ”Why thank you so much!” she beamed as she took the flowers. ”I would love them for my office.” She conjured a vase and filled it with water before placing the flowers inside and setting it on the corner of the covered table.

Nessa watched as Norah came into the room next, matching the smile on the girl’s face as she made her entrance. ”Good afternoon, Norah,” Nessa greeted her in return, giving her a curtsy also. ”I hope the day finds you well.”

Nessa gave the Ravenclaw an encouraging smile, sensing the girl was perhaps not in the best mood today. That was unfortunate, but hopefully her day would get better, and maybe her lesson would be a pleasant distraction. ”Good afternoon, Clara,” Nessa returned the girl’s greeting, watching her pick out a seat.

Goodness.. seemed to be quite a few of her students who were in a less than overjoyed mood. Still, Nessa gave this girl an encouraging smile as well as she shuffled into the room. ”Hello, Eden.. I hope everything’s alright today..” If not, her office was always open and she’d be happy to talk.

Watching the next student come in, Nessa smiled brightly. ”Well, you’re in luck,” she grinned. ”You don’t have long to wait!” Nope, class would be starting in just a few minutes! And she thought today would be rather fun. She beamed approvingly as he made a dramatic gesture towards the class, knowing that this was his personal take on an entrance. How creative!

One thing that Nessa had noticed were lacking lately was the acrobatics. She had gotten rather used to the impressive feats from when she first started, yet there hadn’t been any today. Until now. She watched with delight as the next person to enter the classroom did so on her hands. Nessa thought it was Rowena Hazelwood as she tilted her head to try to get a better look at the upside-down face. Either way, she was impressed. ”Wonderful job!” she applauded before the girl righted herself to find a seat.

Nessa gave the boy a small bow and a wide smile in return. ”Good afternoon Brian. Why, yes, I did have a good morning.. I hope you did as well.” Hmm, a back row seat... She really should arrange the seats better so everyone was at optimal location for best learning and participation.

Eeep, Nessa loved dramatic entrances like those, especially the jazz hands. She offered Toby a welcoming smile, unaware that his mood might not be as cheerful as normal, and watched him find a seat. ”Hi Toby,” she returned his greeting. ”Fantastic to see you as well.. hope you’re having a lovely day.”

Smiling pleasantly at Sophie as the girl entered her classroom, Nessa returned her salute. ”Hello, Sophie.. I am doing quite well, thank you. And I hope you can say the same.” She did enjoy respectful and polite which Sophie never failed to display.

Hmm, that was a low-key entrance from Ethan but he got a pleasant smile nonetheless. Though she did wonder if something was going on with some of the students that they not come in as excited for class as usual. ”Hello, Ethan.. Hope you’re having a great day!” She watched him take a seat with his friends then she turned her eyes to the door again as more students trickled in.

Nessa gave a pleasant smile to the next student to walk in, watching him as he found a seat. ”Hello, Zeke.”

Nessa smiled widely as Hady entered the room with a wave. ”Hello, Hady.. I’m doing just fine, dear. How about yourself?” She gave an approving nod as the girl readied her things at her desk. Not that they’d really need all that today, but it was always good to be prepared.

Nessa smiled widely as Greyson entered the room with a flourish. What a way to announce one’s presence, she loved it! ”Hello, Greyson,” she greeted him in return. ”Nice to see you today.”

Hmm, now this was rather curious. Nessa tilted her head as she watched Angel stealthily enter the room. She turned around behind her as the girl poked her head up and she was rewarded with a wide smile. ”Hello Angel! I’m doing quite well, how are you?” That was a rather creative entrance, very unique to the girl’s personality, which Nessa always appreciated.

Ooh, another creative one! Nessa stood at attention as Zandar marched into the room. ”Hello, Zander,” she greeted him in return with a wide smile before her eyes followed his gaze. She couldn’t blame him for being curious. Oh that was an interesting guess. ”Well.. not in the literal sense..” Probably not really in the figurative sense either the more she thought about it.

”Good day, Jackson,” Nessa greeted the boy with a wide smile as he entered the room next. Oh my, what a charmer this boy must be. She smiled appreciatively as he serenaded her and the class, indulging him in some applause as he was finished. ”Why that was lovely! Thank you so much for that delightful song!.” She watched him find a seat with his friends then glanced at the time. Nearly time to begin!

Oh my, another creative entrance! Nessa smiled widely as she watched Lux dance into the room. ”Hello, Lux.. how very inventive!” She knew her students were very creative and she just loved it when they showed it. She watched as the girl turned to her friends, then decided to begin class. It was that time now and anyone else would just have to catch up.


”Hello, everyone!” Nessa brightly greeted the class as she walked towards the center of the room to address everyone. That was their cue that class was beginning and that they should end their personal conversations now. It was time for some fun learning! ”Today we are going to do something a little different. I know we are all accustomed to putting ourselves into history so to speak for class to better understand the events and, while we will still do that in a sense, today’s lesson will be much broader.” In fact, it would encompass much of the term! And she was sure that it would disappoint a few that there would be neither dressing up nor playacting today, but it would still be plenty creative!

”I’m sure many of you are wondering what is under the cloth on the table today, and we will get to that in just a little bit. As a hint, they are things that will help immerse ourselves into history, using your own unique and creative perspective. But for now, let’s talk about history in its most general sense." She started to walk around the room a little as she looked at each of them. "What is history? What does history mean to you? And what are ways that history is conveyed to other people? Let's start a discussion.."

More students arrived, and to be honest, Ethan’s mind was elsewhere. He wasn’t paying much attention to his mates’ entrance, and just doodled on his notebook while they all waited for the class to start.

It didn’t take long for the first question to be asked, and the answers went inside one ear, and out the other. As the words filled his head for a few seconds, the gist of their answers was written down on his notebook. Hmm. Hmm. History? Ethan raised his hand and waited for his turn to answer. “History to me is much like a professor. It teaches you things, good and bad, based from one’s experience. History is…a form of learning I suppose.”

Clearly, he was rambling nonsense here, so the Slytherin quickly put his hand down and continued to write-slash-doodle on his notebook. So, they’re not going to act today? Good, because he’s still exhausted from their last class. However, he wondered if they are going to watch a history movie or something?

[PhoenixRising]

If the subject wasn't taught by an enthusiastic professor who seemed to add an interesting spin to the topics, Tia probably would have dreaded these lessons. But alas, not the case, which was why the fifth year found herself quite alert that morning despite the eerie quiet of the classroom upon entering which was quickly filled with Glendower's voice. And the voices of her peers in response to the first question on history.

She had been about to raise her hand when she kept hearing what seemed like every other person mentioning his name and agreeing with him. Be mature, Tia told herself, as she closed her eyes and tried to focus on something original as to what History meant to her. How it was conveyed to other people.

Raising her hand at last, Tia blinked once and gave a soft smile, "History is conveyed much like we do in our lessons. Through stories and drama. Sometimes even through artwork. There's really unlimited possibilities for how one can get across the messages taught in history."

[emjay]

He saw what he had and he was gonna go with it. Kace raised his hand and began to start the discussion, "Professor I think history means to me is a way of unraveling the past. It sometimes answers our burning questions we have like the Wizarding War that happened here at Hogwarts. I also think it means a way of getting answers to the unknown and documenting facts. For the definition aspect, it means like documenting events that happened and retelling stories others have seen." Okay, Kace had some insightful thoughts. Nessa nodded at him. "Good. At it's most basic, history is documenting events and retelling stories. Sometimes it can provide us answers to questions if we look deep enough."

"History is like stories," she began simply when she was called on. "They're stories about stuff that has happened according do whoever's telling 'em, and any story about the past is history. I guess it probably has to be a true story, but sometimes people may make a mistake or exaggerate or something, because I think a lot of history is spread around by people telling it, or writing it I guess. Just like you tell us about history, and my mum tells me about the history of when she was 'my' age, and that was aaaaages ago. That's history too." She made a wrinkly face as she put her hand down, 'cause those kinds of mum stories were never any fun. They were usually all about how Norah was doing something wrong, and who liked to hear about that? Not her, that's who."Yes, sometimes there is that risk that stories may not be quite as accurate as they should," Nessa nodded as Norah provided her answer. "That is one way that history is conveyed - stories passed down from one person to the next, and so on.. sometimes things could get added or left out." That tended to happen more often in family histories than in major historical events.

Soon enough class was beginning anyway and the Gryffindor was doing his best to pay attention to the professor rather than anything else. Huh? Cloth....what cloth? Oh....that cloth. Yep, he had definitely been distracted and missed that. As for the question, it seemed his voice was still lost so he was going to be simply listening...for now anyway.Nessa eyes landed on Benjamin a moment. He was sometimes quiet in her class, but given his demeanor since he walked in, she was a bit concerned. Perhaps she didn't need to be but she made a mental note to keep an eye on him in class today.

Raising her hand slowly, she spoke softly. “History is what the winners say happened before them. Stories, legends…” Her answer trailed off as she slipped her hand under her hair to scratch at the back of her neck. She really couldn’t focus. It was all too annoying. Spiders, or whatever Cutty had said back when they’d been under the influence of fear potion. It was all stupid, and she didn’t like feeling icky.Nessa gave Brooklyn a rather concerning look. She really didn't look well at all. "Yes, dear.. history is typically thought of as past stories.. Are you feeling alright? Do you need to see the healer?" Nessa certainly wouldn't object for her to go there now if that was what she needed.

Dante was here. Not like he would miss it or anything. He liked Professor Glendower. And he was interested in the table cloth or whatever it was for like a moment. Then he lost interest. He only looked at it because it might have had food underneath it. He was hungry.

"Like Brooklyn said. History is written by the victors"Professor Glendower gave Dante a grin and a thumbs-up for his answer. She would have appreciated an expansion on his thoughts, but she wouldn't say he was incorrect.

And cue the vague introduction question. Ah, Glendower didn't disappoint. It was always the same with the Professors here. Zander was starting to recognize the pattern. And you know what history meant to Zander? Absolutely nothing because it was a pretty boring subject. Except for he couldn't say that out loud because a) Professor Glendower is AWESOME b) the whole 'second chance' with the badge thing c) he actually did well on this OWL so there were expectations and d) wait, what was the question again? "History is all about knowing mistakes from the past, so you don't make 'em again in the future." Yeah, he could contribute too. "That is one way to look at it.." Nessa agreed with a smile and a nod, "And I'd daresay that many experts would agree with that sentiment. Such as the saying goes - those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it."

Hand up, Zeke figured now might be his only opportunity to participate. "History is the study of events that occurred in the past, the people who lived in the past, the way things were in the past and how it has led to how we are today. We can do this by looking at evidence from the time like artefacts and written things which are primary sources. But more often the history we learn is the one that is considered to be most significant, but it doesn't mean that we get a true impression of a time. And to add to that, the perspectives that we're taught may be biased through what the government wants us to learn or biased because of your own personal preference or perspective to a time that we learn. If people don't like Goblins, then they're less likely to teach to Goblin's perspectives of the issues that led to the Goblin Rebellions." Yeah, yeah.... how do you like them apples?!Nessa wasn't sure she remembered Zeke ever talking this much on one of the discussion questions, and she rather appreciated his thoughts especially as it was rather relevant to the points that she wanted to make today, and often made in her classes. "Good.. history can be thought of as events and stories from the past, most importantly how they have shaped our lives today." That was the first good point and she smiled as he continued. "You are right.. often the stories we are taught are biased based on who is telling the story. And that is one reason I often have the class acting things out. I want you to try to understand a perspective you might not have initially thought about." Of course that wasn't the only reason for that approach, but she thought it helped.

And so the class began. With a maybe easy question depending on how one looked at it. All her fellow classmates seemed to be giving roughly the same answers so what Hady raised her hand it was slowly. "History is everything and anything from yesterday and before. All the good and the bad some worth remembering and some not. It's a ton of events brought about by others choices as well as our own and how the events played out." Everything eventually turned into the past. It was just the simple matter of what was important enough to be remembered and what wasn't.Nessa listened next to what Hady had to offer. "Yes, at it's most general sense, history is comprised of events of the past, what incited them and how they turned out." It seemed that they had a pretty good handle on the general term of history, but what she wanted now was more of an expansion for a discussion.

Ooh different! Zhenya liked things being changed. She still wondered what was on the table. But they wouldn't be finding out for a little while, so she would have to do a bit more waiting. So they were starting generally. That was good, general, then work it down to something more specific. Zhenya had a think about what she was asking them. What did History mean to her? Well... that was a hard question, history was just history. Now she had a big think about what history meant specifically to her. Hmm... She raised her hand, "Professor history is a lot of the past, remembering what has happened in the past. Whether it's remembering the facts of what happened, giving credit to those who deserve it, for example a witch who invented a spell or something. It's also important to remember what happened in the past, either to remember people and their sacrifices, or to remember the horrors so it doesn't happen again, like the first and second Wizarding War."Still more of a general answer, though Nessa would note that Zhenya had expanded a bit more, she nodded as the girl spoke. “Alright, good.. it is important to remember significant events of the past and notable people, perhaps teaching us something beneficial..” They were still mostly just scratching the surface though.

Hmmm. What is history and what does it mean to me? Hmm. The sixth year didn't know if she should raise her hand or not. It was an open discussion so maybe not. Emmylou looked around. Kace was writing notes before he said something. She jotted down a few notes while listening to everyone. "I don't fully agree with Zander when he said that it is about learning about past mistakes." Emmylou paused. "I mean, it is about learning past mistakes but it can also be a window to the past in a different way. In the past life was different and there were different ways people did magic. For example, history in the muggle world can be about how their technology had advanced." Emmylou wasn't sure she was really getting anywhere with what she was saying. Thinking about something and understanding it was different than thinking about something and trying to explain it to someone. Emmylou was going to answer the second question but she was sure that what she just said answered it.Oooh, a disagreement. That was alright as Nessa did want a discussion, maybe playing off each other’s thoughts and ideas. She listened for a moment as Emmylou presented her thoughts. Alright, it wasn’t so much a disagreement as it was adding to Zander’s earlier statement, but that was good too. “Oh I think you’re right,” she agreed with a nod. “I think it is both.. learning from past mistakes, but understanding them as well. And not only that, but understanding what life was like in the past, sometimes that gives us answers to why things might have happened the way they did.” They might not always be rational or justifiable answers, but sometimes it made actions more understandable.

Henric turned to face the front when the professor started to speak. He thought about the question for a second before raising up his hands to answer,"History to me are events from the past that has been documented and studied for centuries, they are formed by the people and made by the people themselves. Mankind can made history no matter what status they are,whatever happened yesterday can be 'His Story' to tell,"Henric chuckled a little at his own definition. Pun intended. Okay, they were still in the range of a general definition, but Nessa gave Henric a smile and nod. “Events from the past, yes.. some of them may have been studied for centuries, but maybe others are much more recent than that.” She smiled a bit wider. “Yes, the name history comes from the words 'his story', which, while somewhat an accurate description, is also a misnomer as it is her story as well.”

Professor Glendower started on the right foot, though apparently. It was an immediately interesting question because it was immediately revealing. A way to gain perspective without having to ask any questions himself. He wanted in on the conversation, but first, time to play a little game. A little game called 'validating the Professor's ego by taking a softer field of study and making it seem harder'. The sickly 6th year put his hand up. "History could be thought of as sort of a portal. A look through time to gain a sense of relativity. Not joost a record of events, booht a record of motion and a way to gauge where we're at in time and space and possibly where we're going. Additionally, it also gives insight into the minds of the people who lived at the time and who were reporting historical events. Looking at Queen Margaret, fer example, she went to extreme lengths to get her son to be king of England and that looks a bit strange when you consider our modern perspective. We've had many queens, booht at the time she couldn't have done it and was hated for her power." And rumours. Oh the rumours they spread about her. Which was the part Cutty enjoyed most about the subject. It was like an almost never ending gossip rag.

"I guess history is mostly conveyed through the written wehrd, if that's what yer mean, Professor. Although, if yer mean how is it presented, then I'd have to say that unfortunately alorra the times it's joost alorra names and dates." The part about other people threw him.Nessa half wondered if something was going around as Cutty didn't look all that well today either. But he was present for class so it must not be that bad, and if he needed to leave to see the Healer, that'd be alright too. She listened to his answer, glad that he expanded on the more general thoughts that many of his classmates had presented. "Good.. not only is it a record of past events, but we can also begin to understand them if we know why. And knowing another's perspective can help us do that." That really meant looking below the surface though, but if people really considered the stories beyond basic facts, it did give such amazing insight. "There are really so many fascinating stories." Like that one. She couldn't understand why some people thought that history was boring. "Yes, that is what I mean.. thank you, Cutty. Much of history is presented through the written word, primarily books.. though word of mouth is often used as well." Not as accurate though as things were forgotten and stories changed as they were retold.

History though. "Before you I always thought history was super boring. It's just a bunch of dead dudes... what's the point?" It was true. "But now I see that we can learn a lot from history. Some of those old dudes and dudettes made our world a better place." The professor made learning the boring stuff fun and AJ actually learned more.That answer kind of made Nessa smile. She was glad that Aubrey was able to learn from her lessons, hopefully having fun at the same time. She really hoped that for all her students. "There is a lot to learn," she agreed with a nod. "And their stories really can be quite interesting." But sometimes it was in the way that it was presented.

At the professor's question, Sophie considered her classmates' answers. It was a very broad, open-ended question, which she appreciated. She liked being able to improvise a bit and add fluff to her response. With a raised hand, Soph went ahead to offer up to the discussion, "History is important 'cause it's brought us to where we are today, and kinda like Zander said, it's important to know about what's happened in the past to understand not just where we are today but how to improve for our future, too. History means to me... well, m'super appreciative of our history, 'cause if it weren't for the people of the past and the things that happened... we wouldn't have these desks we're sitting at and spells and potions and stuff wouldn't have been invented. Like, there's a certain order to the world - we're nothing without history and understanding the past, 'cause that's necessary for any growth moving forward." She'd rambled a bit there and repeated herself, but she... wasn't entirely herself today. Her brain was a bit muddy and her thought processes were jumbled, so that explanation would've had to suffice.Alright, Sophie had a slightly different perspective on why history was important and Nessa rather approved of her thoughts, rewarding her with a wide smile. "That is a very good point, Sophie.. There tends to be a nice evolution to things of the past through today, one event affecting another, things that couldn't happen without something else happening first. Things that we often take for granted may not be here today without previous events leading up to them."

But that was just one part of the question, so Dot focused on the parts that wouldn't offend the professor. "Professor! Lots of people just get their history out of books, which isn't bad, probably, but it's awful biased based on who does the writing. Like a wizard is gonna think that the contributions of wizards and the people he supports did things right and Muggles or witches or people not like him were wrong. So you have to look at history from a closer source to the real story. Like newspapers. Or people who were really there, but lots of them."Nessa turned her eyes to Dot next and she nodded at her answer. "Very good, Dot.. You can't always just take the word of one person and consider it fact because it can be biased, especially something that might have more than one point of view. Even if someone tries their best to be as unbiased as possible, sometimes their views have a way of creeping into their writing." Things that were very fact based like names or dates were usually a safe bet, but other things were often about perspective. And she had presented good ways of trying to get around that bias for the most accurate story.

And then there was a small lull in the discussion and Brian figured that he probably had to answer before he was called out on daydreaming during the lesson. Swallowing a sigh, he raised his hand. "History is anything that happened two minutes ago, on back until the dawn of time. Some of it, people think important. That we can probably learn lessons from it but I think we discount people's personal histories a lot. Those might be less famous, but they're still important." Oh. That was a lot more than the Hufflepuff had meant to say. Blinking a bit at his own wordiness, he returned to doodling taking notes in his notebook. That was weird. He normally didn't even have such complex thoughts.Nessa looked around a moment to see if there were any more thoughts on the discussion,soon seeing Brian with his hand raised and she called on him next. He had similar thoughts to many of his peers, mostly commenting on the general definition of history with something else noteworthy. "You're right.. even if someone's personal account of history may not consist of major events in time, it is still very important. In fact, we are going to be expanding on this very thought shortly!" She loved it when students' answers provided her a natural segue to her plans for the lesson.

"History is the study of past events. Honestly, history doesn't mean much to me because I always found it boring even though it's important.'' Sorry, Professor. Though History of Magic with the bubbly woman wasn't boring AT ALL because she had such fun classes. "History can be conveyed to others through textbooks.'' There! Simple and short answers because he wasn't much in the mood to do thinking. Right now he wanted to cast Cantis on Benny.Oh.. Adi thought history was boring? Even though she tried to show the how fun and interesting it could be? Although slightly disappointed, Nessa did her best to remain professional and keep an impassive expression. "Okay.. at it's most basic sense history is the study of past events, but it really is filled with fascinating stories." But she guessed she failed to convey that. She'd have to try harder. "Textbooks.. but other ways too.."

After a few moments, Lux raised her hand. "I think history is events from the past that are recorded so that future generations can know about them and possibly learn from mistakes others have made. History can also help someone know more about themselves in a way...because it gives an idea of where they came from." Did that make any sense? Or was it only logical in her head? "Oh, and like Brooklyn said: it's the winners who make history." That was about it.Nessa nodded at Lux's answer. She basically said what others had, though in her own words, so she didn't have a whole lot more to add. She wasn't incorrect though, but Nessa did have a comment on her last bit. "Possibly.. though I think the person who originally said that was making a comment on what makes things memorable. Everyone contributes to history, no matter what is perceived as significant."

These were all out of class things, however, so she tried to focus back on the lesson. What did history mean to her? Being the avid reader she was, her mind jumped straight to definitions and literal senses of the word. She stuck her hand in the air. "History, by definition, means 'the study of past events', especially in connection to people and humanity. It's often seen in the form of life lessons - learning from the mistakes of the past and building upon what we've learnt." She could go on, but she wouldn't.Nessa called on Clara next, hoping that she would be able to expand more on the general thoughts of the collective. "I think life lessons are a good way to put it.. or at least one aspect of history," she nodded. But she did like that interpretation.

"History is often falsified....over time." Perspective was a very curious thing. If you controlled the publication of books and the writing, you could make the events twist and turn into whatever you wanted them to be. Dot had the right idea about that.Nessa paused a moment, waiting for the prefect to expand a little further on his comment. When it seemed that he wasn't going to say anything else, she gave him an encouraging smile. "It certainly can be.. not necessarily deliberately, but, as we said, stories can be written with a biased voice or things could be forgotten or exaggerated as they are handed down through word of mouth. These things can all affect accuracy."

"I guess this is kinda what Zander said," he began, his expression making it clear that he didn't even mind that he was going to repeat the same point. It felt important for him to say it, acknowledge it out loud for the first time. Also, he wanted to say it with the positive twist. "But sometimes you gotta look back, see what went wrong or right, and that's the best way of knowing how to keep moving forward, and how to keep making things better. I used to think that the only way of moving forward was to only look forward, not dwell on the past, not ever. So I never ever did that. But sometimes you have to look back to know how to move forward. Or to understand what's happening in the here and the now. Whether in general history or, like, personal history, y'know? And I think it's easiest to look back at history when you're looking back at good things."Nessa turned her attention to Toby as he began, hoping that he didn't simply repeat what one of his classmates had said. And he had a pretty good take on it himself. "It is best to keep learning from past events, whether we look at them as mistakes or even as what to keep doing correctly." History wasn't all about learning what not to do. "Yes, I think you're right.. It's important to know and understand not only our own personal history but the history of our people as well in order to best grow and evolve." And they were actually going to be spending more time on personal history today.

What is history? Jackson raised his hand and gave an opinion. "History is.. something that already happened in the past and somehow it can affect the current and/or future activity. So... That's why history cannot be separated from our life."Alright.. Nessa nodded at Jackson's answer. Though it was rather general in thought, she did appreciate the personal view on it. "You're right, history is quite ingrained in each of us, what has happened before us and will continue to affect us."

Angel smiled at the Professor. "I'm awesome Professor." Angel was glad the Professor was okay, she then listened to what the Professor was saying about History. "Professor, isn't that where someone says to you when you destroy their favourite thing, Your History?" Angel had been told some people said that to others.Hmm? It took Nessa a minute to understand what Angel meant, but once it clicked, she chuckled a bit. "Well, when used like that, it isn't a very nice thing to tell someone.. not really the focus of our lesson today." She hoped that Angel was now paying attention or could borrow someone's notes, or else she'd be very lost.

It didn’t take long for the first question to be asked, and the answers went inside one ear, and out the other. As the words filled his head for a few seconds, the gist of their answers was written down on his notebook. Hmm. Hmm. History? Ethan raised his hand and waited for his turn to answer. “History to me is much like a professor. It teaches you things, good and bad, based from one’s experience. History is…a form of learning I suppose.”"That is a good way to look at it," Nessa smiled at Ethan for his answer. She did enjoy each person's unique thoughts about the subject. "It does do us well to learn from it, both good and bad.."

Raising her hand at last, Tia blinked once and gave a soft smile, "History is conveyed much like we do in our lessons. Through stories and drama. Sometimes even through artwork. There's really unlimited possibilities for how one can get across the messages taught in history.""I very much agree," Nessa smiled widely at TiaMarie. "History is full of fascinating stories and, if presented in certain ways, can be so engaging and interesting." People who thought history was boring must be looking at it the wrong way in her opinion. And yes, artwork.. perhaps the Ravenclaw would enjoy the activity to come.


It seemed that everyone who wanted to comment was going to and she didn't feel the need to hear any more generalizations. There was only so much one could say as a definition, even with each student's own personal take. "Many good thoughts on history, everyone!" She wasn't going to write anything on the board this time, so she hoped they either took notes on what they felt were important points or retained it in their memory well, but she would recap a little for them.

"So, basically, history is generally thought of as the documentation and study of past events. It comes from the words 'his story', though it is her story as well. It's the story of all of us and everyone before us. Often what we study in History is thought of as important and significant events - things that have impacted our lives in some way, for the better or worse. But history is more than that. Everyone's story is important, but it depends greatly on the perspective. Another person's story may not have had significant impact on the general populous, so it may not be studied... but that does not mean it is not important.. We are meant to learn from history - from major events to smaller moments in our own lives, to help us to grow and evolve.

"Something else to remember is the perspective from which history is told. No matter how unbiased a person can try to be, we are all still people and none of us is perfect. Sometimes what are thought of as facts can be clouded a little by one's opinions. It's important to try to understand that perspective, one of the reasons why we do some of the activities in this class. Through placing yourself in the shoes of a person from history, I am also asking you to consider their perspective and understand their motives." Did some of them remember several years ago when they acted out the Ilfracombe Incident? Some of the homework she had gotten that considered the dragon's perspective was rather insightful.

"I ask you to keep these things in mind today as we delve into our own personal history." They all had their own stories to tell no matter how significant or not they thought they were. "But before we do that, I'd like to talk a little bit about the ways that history is conveyed. Textbooks were mentioned, which is probably the first thing that comes to mind especially as we are in History class. Word of mouth or passing down legends is another way, though much less reliable. But one of my favorite methods for conveying History, though a historical artifact in itself is the Illuminated Manuscript..

"Before we go on any further, does anyone know anything about Illuminated Manuscripts? Please offer what you might already know - including educated guesses about what they might be or what their purposes were.." Though she did enjoy creativity in answers, she did want them to be plausible.

[MuggleDinosaur]

Emmylou nodded as she listened to the professor. She jotted down some notes because she didn't know if she would have to remember something for a later time. She was sort of right on that part but then again it was a discussion. Moving on. Next question. Illuminated Manuscripts? Weren't those the the fancy looking books? With the text that wasn't very easy to read? Emmylou raised her hand. "Are those the books and papers that have all of those fancy designs on them?" Maybe that wasn't really an answer but she really didn't know what else to say.

[natekka]

Clara didn't feel like contributing this time round. She knew exactly what Illuminated Manuscripts were, but the urge to show off or share her knowledge wasn't there as she knew Professor Glendower would tell everyone anyway.

Instead, she wrote down notes, taking from her own knowledge and what other people were adding.

The manuscripts were handwritten, in a time before printing, which was where the word 'manuscripts' actually came from. They were made from a type of parchment know as vellum, made from animals skins that had been stretched and treated. The 'illuminated' part, however, referred to the way the scripts were decorated - often with colours and gold patterns - to aid understanding of the text. Well, that, or to look pretty. Quite fascinating, if you asked her.

[WhittyBitty]

Hmmm, Professor Glendower had a good point in regards to that last statement. But then she would since History WAS her expertise.

Nodding in understanding, Lux took out her notebook and opened it so that she could record everything. The topic moved on to how history was conveyed and she wondered what she knew about illuminated manuscripts. Not much but she still raised her hand. "They were written a LONG time ago and recorded by hand - which must have taken ages." They also had a lot of pictures on them, but Emmy had already mentioned that part.

[Lissy Longbottom]

Illuminated manuscripts? Those hadn't shown up on his OWLs so...no. Caleb knew NOTHING about those. But he could guess! Illuminated meant like...lit up and stuff, right? And manuscripts were obviously recordings of things, so he raised his hand.

"Are they old historical documents that light up?" he guessed. Context clues had led him there so...that was as good a guess as anything else he'd come up with.

[oh its Erik ok]

Was Dante ever in the mood to elaborate on answers.

The answer was no unless he was in trouble for something. Which was more times than Dante wished to admit. Especially in Potions. He had horrible luck in Professor C's class. He could not blame the guy for getting mad at him.

Shrug.

"They are very illuminating"

Yeah that was all he got. He had no idea what they were.

Not on the top hundred things Dante wanted to know before he left this school.

[ArianaBlack]

Zander was actually quite proud of what he was able to come up with for his answer, okay? So when EmmyLou flat out called him out in front of class to disagree, he couldn't help but be a slight bit offended. Not that he worked really hard on his answer or anything, but it had been an original thought and eh, Gryffindors y'know? Taking personal offense to thing was his specialty.

But then his name was said a few other times and that totally made up for whatever Emmy disagreed with because both Sophie Brown and Toby agreed with him. So eh, no harm done. Plus what Lux said was basically an expansion of what he had said as well. So see, all was well again.

.... Except for he had no answer for this next question. What the heck was a illuminated manuscript or wait, was that what Professor Glendower called it?

Man. He missed the acting thing.

Also, what the heck was wrong with Cutty? Boy looked different... Weird.

[Stefan]

Of course, more notes were taken down to prevent himself from falling asleep. He seriously wanted to just curl up in bed with his aching legs and shoulders. However, the class moved on and as they were asked another question. This time, the question made him interested because Glendower had asked them about manuscripts. Those, according to the teen, are the most interesting kind of folio he had ever seen. He’s not totally alien to the concept of visiting muggle museums, so of course, he had seen one. Though, illuminated?

Ethan raised his hand and waited for his turn again to answer. “I know manuscripts to be old texts, Professor. But, for it to be illuminated…is it, a well depicted text with illustrations to make the message more clear and enlightening?” Like, when you say someone is illuminated because they were enlightened with information that is rare, or…hard to acquire?

[Expecto-Penguin]

Kace was glad that Professor Glendower liked his answer. I mean it was true history was about finding answers if they did research deep enough. I mean he watched many history documentaries with his mother back home. He must have picked something up from watching them all. Anyways back onto the topic and scribbling some notes down. He nodded and then he heard the Professor mention something about Illuminated Manuscripts. He pursed his lips and wondered what he knew about them or what he thought they were. He raised his hand and began to say...

"Professor I think Illuminated manuscripts like highlight the work and give you the blueprints of what some of the great leaders tried to accomplish when they were alive?"

I mean that sounded like a logical answer right? Nothing too out of the ordinary. With his answer out there, he sat back and listened to the others answers.

[Jessiqua]

Zhenya listened to the description of History, or, His/Her Story, from Professor Glendower. She was big on the general descriptions of things, but she hadn't really thought of her answer before she had said it. It was interesting hearing everyone else's opinions on history, and she wrote some dot points down. Once Professor Glendower began speaking, she wrote more down, though.

But now the second question. Illuminated Manuscript? Huh? Zhenya had never heard of such a thing, but perhaps she had read about them and forgotten in the hazy mess of NEWT study. There was a LOT of new information being piled into her brain every day, now, and it wouldn't be surprising for some other information to slip out. But... she didn't like not participating in class, so she raised her hand and said "Er... perhaps it was a method of reading a manuscript back centuries ago. They had to illuminate the... candles to see it?" She shook her head, she had no idea. Perhaps she should have just kept quiet.

[Awarlesta Black]

Ror had spaced out, twirling the ends of her hair in between her index finger and thumb. Her metaphorical train thought railed off the rails at the thought of what history meant. Because to her, many would die to be part of known history and yet the same amount of many would be embarrassed to have their name in the history books. It was all depending on what history you had made.

Good thing this was all in her head. This was way too depressing of a thought process for peppy teachers.

No, she hadn't heard of the Illuminated Manuscripts, but since Professor Glendower was askiiiinnnnnnnnng, "Is it a manuscript with sick L.E.D backlighting?" That's a thing, yeah?

[Cassirin]

Illuuuuuuminated. That was a fun word. Dot bopped lightly in her seat as she considered that, although she was also fretting over having to write her story. What if there were holes in your story? What if your story started with someone throwing you away?

She wiggled her fingers, low at her cheek level. "Professor, it sounds like... pictures meant to help decipher the text. But I thought they were just regular pictures. Pretty ones, decorating like the first letter on a page or something."

[FearlessLeader19]

Maybe if Adi had been in a better mood he would have noticed earlier that his previous reply was hurtful and that he had not offered an apology to Glendower. "I don't mean you're boring,'' he said hastily. "I meant the subject in general...'' Ugh! Today was so not his day. He'd have to try a little harder not to let the rage in him get the best of him and focus. And no. He was not going to look at Benny and fight the urge to throw any spells at the other boy.

Illuminated Manuscripts? What in the name of awesome, majestic Hippogriffs were those? Adi hadn't the inkling so he was going to offer a guess. Or rather, an agreement. He raised his hand. "I agree with Zhenya. Maybe the had torches with cloths wrapped around it so they could light up these Manuscripts during the days before candles were invented.''

[Sararara]

Norah busied herself with recording the lines and lines and LINES of notes about what history was. Apparently history was a whole lot of things. She marked the beginning of each aspect with a tiny sparkly star 'till she practically had a whole entire galaxy. Professor Flamsteed would be so proud.

She put her quill down to wiggle the fingers of her right hand just in case they were thinking of cramping up (fingers could by moody like that), as she listened to Professor Glendower introduce the next question. Illuminated manuscripts? She sure hadn't heard of those. The fourth year half-raised her hand just to give it a try. It couldn't hurt to guess, right? "Is it history involving....light?" She DID know what illuminated meant, so that kind of made sense. And light was pretty important so it's history should've been too.

[Symphora]

Henric was right, there was definitely something going on between Adi and Benny. Did they have a row or something? He was not used to Adi's uncharacteristic behaviour, it concerned him a little. He should ask them individually after class ends.

He was going to sit this one through because he had no idea how to answer his History of Magic Professor. Illuminating manuscripts? What were they? Henric had to stifled his laughter at one of his classmates answers. L.E.D lights?! That was a good one! Oh merlin...control yourself Henric...you wouldn't want to lose point for this too., he thought amusingly. He glanced over to Adi and wondered if he found it funny as well but nope...Adi seemed to be in a very bad mood, he was staring daggers at the back of Benny's head.Oh dear...Henric reached out for the Hufflepuff prefect and silently patted his friend shoulder.He whispered and smiled a little towards Adi,"Yo man...its okay..."

[RandomRaven]

History, herstory... Well, basically it's a story from the past. The Korean just nodded at Glendower's explanation. And one of the source of history is textbook. When she mentioned about illuminated manuscript, he just blinked because it was the first time he'd ever about that. Well, he knew what manuscript is. But illuminated? So it was kind of manuscript with lights? Glow-in-the-dark manuscript? Kinda sounded nonsense, huh?

Biting his quill, Jackson thought again. "Well uh... it's a kind of history source but I think it's not just the text. Maybe there's illustration of sort of symbols." He spoke as he raised his hand though he wasn't really sure about that. Well, at least he spoke up. That matters.

[Weasley174]

Angel looked at the Professor and smiled as she raised her hand. "isn't illuminated manuscript a sort of book from Ancient history?" Angel was sure it was. "Though instead of just having words it has pictures that shows you what happened, like we sometime bury time capsules so that people can see in the future what we did." Angel now wanted to bury a time capsule for someone to find in a few hundred years.

[SilverTiger]

Was it that obvious she wasn’t feeling well? Brooklyn hated that idea even more than she’d disliked actually being sick. It meant she was showing weakness, losing a bit of what she liked showing people. She’d shaken her head in response to the questions Professor Glendower had asked her, anyway. No, she didn’t want to go see Healer Murdoch. At least, she wasn’t going if Cutty wasn’t going, and she’d noticed that the professor hadn’t asked him if he needed to go. Just her, and if it had been any other time, she would have been flattered that she’d gained the concern.

She was determined to try and get through this lesson, though. As long as her headache didn’t get any worse, she thought she’d be able to do at least that. She’d make it through with however much determination she needed to muster. She refused to show weakness.

But she stayed quiet when it came to the discussion of illuminated manuscripts. Anything she knew about them had already been said anyway. She didn’t see a reason to repeat an answer. It wouldn’t accomplish anything except make it seem she didn’t know anything special, when she knew she did.

[Kolyander]

As the lesson began there really wasn't much for Hady to say. Most of her classmates seemed to have the answer pretty well covered for the time being and well honestly she herself didn't have a better answer. What was an Illuminated manuscript anyways? She knew what both words meant separately but together...yeah not entirely sure. Therefore the third year choose to remain silent this time simply resting her hands on her lap and looking back and forth between those that had spoken whenever she wasn't jotting down a line or two that was being said onto her parchment. One never really knew when they'd need something especially in class.

[Felixir]

There own personal history? Merlin. That... sounded like it could be the exact opposite of fun. Toby kept his face totally impassive at that news, and glanced around at everyone else. As much as it was a negative thing to think, and therefore very un-Toby-like, there were probably a few other people in here who didn't want to delve into their personal histories for whatever reason. He was one of them, but stuck to the hope that perhaps the topic would be a light, easy one.

He'd spaced out a bit, and not got a lot of all the Glendower was saying down in his notes. There was a lot of information coming their way, though, so Toby did his best to quickly make up for the lost note-taking by getting as much down as possible now. He was still writing for some time after Glendower's next question, but much of the answers had distracted him from his notes and he'd already forgotten what Professor Glendower had said. Toby blinked and set down his quill. He could find out what he missed later.

The question then. Illuminated Manuscript. Toby... had absolutely no idea. But, he knew his own idea was about be be spectacularly wrong, but Glendower had asked for guesses so he raised his hand. "Sounds like it could be a thing where there's, like, a book of information, the manuscript part, and a bunch of experts add their knowledge to it and make annotations and additions and stuff, which is the illuminated part, 'cause sometimes illuminated means clarifying something like with knowledge and stuff." See? It was ridiculous but it made logical sense. Kinda. "So then in the end you're left with the original book of information and then you could see what's been changed as people have found it out and stuff, all the annotations and stuff. But I'm like 99% sure I'm wrong."

Just wanted to point that out, so she KNEW he knew. Yeah.

But that wasn't technically being negative, because being wrong wasn't a bad thing, after all. It meant learning and learning was good.

[MudInMyBlood]

The smile on the professors face did not go unnoticed. AJ wasn't trying to suck up or anything. Nope. She only spoke the truth. History by no means was her favorite subject, but it wasn't as horrible as usual. As the professor started to talk about perspective AJ's wheels started to turn. The lion raised her hand.

"How do we know that anything is true if we are just going off of what people say?" That could go for textbooks too. Somebody had to write them and how did they know for sure that everything was correct? If AJ was going to write a book or tell some exciting story you better believe she was going to come out looking fabulous.

As far as the actual question went... well, she agreed with Lux. It was really old. The kid that said it was illuminating got a snort as well. Bet he was right.

[laurange]

Professor Glendower had started her thing and Brian had no idea what she was on about, this time. Actually, he rarely ever understood what she was on about. It was pretty sad, but really all he had heard of this time was Illuminated Manuscripts. And the only thing that was currently coming to mind was the strange image of light-up music sheets. Written in glittery pens. Therefore, since Brian was fairly certain that glittery light-up music sheets were NOT the case, he would shut up and listen. Maybe he would even take notes. Only if the answers made sense, though. Some of them were as downright outrageous as his own.

Don't mind him. He was totally listening.

[PhoenixRising]

Tia beamed when Professor Glendower agreed with her answer; given the enthusiastic, dramatic nature of the professor, it was no surprise really that she did. Jotting down some notes on history - because, OWLs, yo! - she glanced up as she finished the last of her notes and the professor asked another question. Illuminated Manuscripts. Separating out the words and thinking about their individual meanings seemed to make the most sense.

She had to refrain from laughing though at some of the answers students were given. But that younger Slytherin girl, Dot, seemed to have a good idea. Pictures, yes. Specially, "Picture books, Professor." Tia answered simply after raising hand.

[feeheeheeny]

An easy O, perhaps this class was, but at what cost? Merlin.

This was why she loved potions, astronomy, and herbology so much more - those were very hands-on topics, or at least there was always something to do and lecture times were at least not excruciating, like this was. Sophie had to try her absolute hardest to concentrate, but it was far easier said than done. The theory behind all of this was just... dull. So dull.

She needed ACTION.

Delve into their own personal history, though? That part caught Sophie's attention, and she squinted a bit suspiciously at Glendower. What... in the world did she mean by that? Were they going to have to share their childhoods with the class or something? Her gaze drifted to Tobes at that moment - concerned, she was, for what that possibility could mean for him. Could they just... not?

Illuminated Manuscripts, though - Sophie knew what they were, and thought they were cool to look at. She agreed most with Ethan's explanation of it, even though he sounded like he was guessing, so... she stayed quiet. Her classmates had it covered.

Did Glendower have some to show them, though? Is that what was under the cloth? SOPHIE WANTED TO SEE.

[kayquilz]

Eden didn't really say anything back to Professor Glendower. She was just fine. So completely totally fine. Nothing to see here, just simple, plain, old Eden McGee.

Yep.

She sighed and thought about it...history. It was such a mellow class that Eden enjoyed. No magic was usually involved, and it was just a relaxing time because Professor Glendower was nice and stuff. Mhmm.

She raised her hand at the first question. "History is...the past. The story of the past." A simply put answer from her. Because;...she didn't feel like 'discussing' so to speak, as Glendower put it. Hmph. She was getting a really bad headache, too, and Eden rubbed her temples a little. Was class over yet? No--she liked this class--ugh.

UGH.

But they were moving on, and Eden tried her best to keep up. She had no clue what an Illuminated Manuscript was. But. Eh. It sounded similar to..."THE ILLUMINATI? Is it related to the Illuminati?!" she was making a guess. A super far-stretched probably DUMB guess. But it was a guess.

[Casey O]

Illuminated something or other? There was a fly buzzing in the corner of the room, or was that a mosquito? and she was distracted. She shook her head and tried to focus and take notes. Illuminati? What? Eden was talking about the Illuminati or something.

"Illuminati confirmed," she whispered under her breath at Eden, then drew a triangle on her parchment.

[Govoni]

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Gabriel wasn't a know-it-all, contrary to popular belief...but there were many things he simply knew stuff about. See, he did a copious amount of reading. So, when these uncommon topics were brought up........miscellaneous facts were known.

"The Illuminated word refers to illustrations...most likely...because they were painted or further decorated with reflective materials that catch the light. For example, gold and silver inks. Not always, of course. In general, the manuscripts included marginalia, borders, embellished initials, etc..."

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....What was Eden talking about?

[Hera]

Uh huh, okay, good, he did well with that question and too right, considering he was now a third year. If he'd gotten that wrong then there would be serious issues here.

As it was, he was perfectly correct in his thoughts earlier, that he wouldn't be of any use for the remainder of the lesson where topic stuff was concerned. Illuminated manuscripts? Uhhh. NO CLUE.

Zeke shrugged to himself, and instead of embarrassing himself just listened to the others.

..

Picture books?

It sounded boring already.

[Talikins]

Abbi felt that her grand entrance was the extreme height of SWAG, she'd owned that walk looking as swagster as possible. Recovering from her awesomeness, the sixth year finally began paying attention to the lesson. She'd become a lot better at averting her attention span to one task at a time, yet considering history was not one of her favourite subject choices it was quite the challenge this hour.

Illuminating manuscripts, she'd caught that and had honestly never heard those two words being put together in her whole entire life. The words alone, well that she could decipher and it appeared that others could too as so they did. The newly redhead gazed at her classmates and debated if regurgitating what they said would be worth it in anyway. She decided not, and instead, following the concept of being original and different she raised her hand for a more 'Abbi' styled response.

"Professor, I'd say its the beginning of story telling through pictures? So, in other words, I would say that it could be the beginning of children's books as we know them today or it could be the beginning of using art for things other than posh-posh portraits?" Perhaps she had repeated slightly what the others had said, but she did put a little bit of her own input of why they'd possible talking about this. Being Abbi, though, she'd probably be far off track as she was always thinking exceedingly different to others. That was the thing with Abbi, she wasn't silly, she just had a very different mind-frame.

[emjay]

Emmylou nodded as she listened to the professor. She jotted down some notes because she didn't know if she would have to remember something for a later time. She was sort of right on that part but then again it was a discussion. Moving on. Next question. Illuminated Manuscripts? Weren't those the the fancy looking books? With the text that wasn't very easy to read? Emmylou raised her hand. "Are those the books and papers that have all of those fancy designs on them?" Maybe that wasn't really an answer but she really didn't know what else to say."They actually do have fancy designs," Nessa confirmed with a beamy smile. It didn't sound like Emmylou knew exactly what they were, but at least she had the general idea. And she wanted to hear from more of them before she said much more herself.

Clara didn't feel like contributing this time round. She knew exactly what Illuminated Manuscripts were, but the urge to show off or share her knowledge wasn't there as she knew Professor Glendower would tell everyone anyway.

Instead, she wrote down notes, taking from her own knowledge and what other people were adding.Nessa allowed her eyes to rest on Clara momentarily. And though she realized that the girl was perhaps not in the best mood to participate in the discussion, she did note that she was taking notes. Nessa gave her a small, yet encouraging smile.

Nodding in understanding, Lux took out her notebook and opened it so that she could record everything. The topic moved on to how history was conveyed and she wondered what she knew about illuminated manuscripts. Not much but she still raised her hand. "They were written a LONG time ago and recorded by hand - which must have taken ages." They also had a lot of pictures on them, but Emmy had already mentioned that part.Oh, Lux seemed to know a little bit about them. "Yes, they were written hundreds of years ago, in the Middle Ages, which was long before the invention of the printing press or quoting quills." So, yes, written by hand. "Some of the people that wrote them devoted much of their lives to it, spending hours on end in special rooms.."

"Are they old historical documents that light up?" he guessed. Context clues had led him there so...that was as good a guess as anything else he'd come up with."Not in the most literal sense, but you're own the right track!" Nessa gave him an encouraging smile at any rate. She'd expand on it soon enough.

"They are very illuminating"Nessa tilted her head at Dante as he offered the vaguest of answers. Not that she wasn’t used to that from him, but she knew he could do better than that. “Illuminating how?” He basically just repeated the name back to her and it wasn’t really an acceptable answer. She wasn’t all that impressed with the snort coming from the other side of the room in response either. Looks for you, Miss Valentine.

.... Except for he had no answer for this next question. What the heck was a illuminated manuscript or wait, was that what Professor Glendower called it?Another quiet student. Nessa didn’t expect them all to know what Illuminated Manuscripts were, though it seemed she really did need to do quite a bit of explaining. Good thing she was prepared to do so! She hoped Zander was taking good notes or at least listening attentively.

Ethan raised his hand and waited for his turn again to answer. “I know manuscripts to be old texts, Professor. But, for it to be illuminated…is it, a well depicted text with illustrations to make the message more clear and enlightening?” Like, when you say someone is illuminated because they were enlightened with information that is rare, or…hard to acquire?Yes, manuscripts were often old texts.. though not always, but still Nessa nodded to this part of Ethan’s answer as he was basically on the right track. And then she listened as he tried to work out the Illuminated part. “Well, yes, there are rich and intricate illustrations that accompanied the text.. but they were called Illuminated for a different reason.” Not a bad educated guess though.

"Professor I think Illuminated manuscripts like highlight the work and give you the blueprints of what some of the great leaders tried to accomplish when they were alive?" Nessa gave Kace a smile. He was incorrect in his guess, but it wasn’t so far-fetched. “Illuminated Manuscripts were not that, but those would make some great books, wouldn’t they?” And there were books like that out there, but not specifically what they were talking about right now.

But now the second question. Illuminated Manuscript? Huh? Zhenya had never heard of such a thing, but perhaps she had read about them and forgotten in the hazy mess of NEWT study. There was a LOT of new information being piled into her brain every day, now, and it wouldn't be surprising for some other information to slip out. But... she didn't like not participating in class, so she raised her hand and said "Er... perhaps it was a method of reading a manuscript back centuries ago. They had to illuminate the... candles to see it?" She shook her head, she had no idea. Perhaps she should have just kept quiet.”Not a bad guess,” Nessa smiled at Zhenya. “Illuminated does make us think of light and they did have to use candle back in that time as there was no electricity, but that is not what they really are..” She would clarify soon though.

No, she hadn't heard of the Illuminated Manuscripts, but since Professor Glendower was askiiiinnnnnnnnng, "Is it a manuscript with sick L.E.D backlighting?" That's a thing, yeah?Hmm? Nessa furrowed her brow a bit as she had no idea what that was but it sounded interesting. “No, I don’t think so.. What is sick L.E.D. backlighting?” She’d like to know.

She wiggled her fingers, low at her cheek level. "Professor, it sounds like... pictures meant to help decipher the text. But I thought they were just regular pictures. Pretty ones, decorating like the first letter on a page or something."Nessa listened to Dot’s answer next, nodding a bit. “Yes and no.. often the pictures are related to what the text is, but sometimes it’s more just decorative. Either way, it’s usually quite fancy.” But that wasn’t where the illuminated part came in.

Illuminated Manuscripts? What in the name of awesome, majestic Hippogriffs were those? Adi hadn't the inkling so he was going to offer a guess. Or rather, an agreement. He raised his hand. "I agree with Zhenya. Maybe the had torches with cloths wrapped around it so they could light up these Manuscripts during the days before candles were invented.''Yeah, no, it didn’t really help much to say that the subject she taught was boring and not her. Nessa still thought history was fascinating and she found it hard to believe that one of her best students did not agree. But she also thought something odd was going on with Adi today and she didn’t press the issue. Instead, she listened as he made an attempt to answer her next question. “No.. and even though they were written a very long time ago, candles had been invented long before. They even sometimes wrote them by candlelight… but not why they were illuminated.” Still, she gave him an encouraging smile at his effort.

She put her quill down to wiggle the fingers of her right hand just in case they were thinking of cramping up (fingers could by moody like that), as she listened to Professor Glendower introduce the next question. Illuminated manuscripts? She sure hadn't heard of those. The fourth year half-raised her hand just to give it a try. It couldn't hurt to guess, right? "Is it history involving....light?" She DID know what illuminated meant, so that kind of made sense. And light was pretty important so it's history should've been too.”Not in the most literal sense, no..” she smiled at Norah, appreciative of her effort. “It’s more of a figurative term to describe the artwork.” But she could understand why someone would think that about the word.

He was going to sit this one through because he had no idea how to answer his History of Magic Professor. Illuminating manuscripts? What were they? Henric had to stifled his laughter at one of his classmates answers. L.E.D lights?! That was a good one! Oh merlin...control yourself Henric...you wouldn't want to lose point for this too., he thought amusingly. He glanced over to Adi and wondered if he found it funny as well but nope...Adi seemed to be in a very bad mood, he was staring daggers at the back of Benny's head.Oh dear...Henric reached out for the Hufflepuff prefect and silently patted his friend shoulder.He whispered and smiled a little towards Adi,"Yo man...its okay..."Nessa didn’t miss the reassuring gesture Henric gave to Adi. She didn’t know exactly what was going on there, but it was good to know he had the support of friends. Hopefully it wouldn’t interfere with class today.

Biting his quill, Jackson thought again. "Well uh... it's a kind of history source but I think it's not just the text. Maybe there's illustration of sort of symbols." He spoke as he raised his hand though he wasn't really sure about that. Well, at least he spoke up. That matters. ”Yes, Illuminated Manuscripts are filled with beautiful, decorative illustrations,” she nodded. “That is one thing that sets apart these historical documents, the artistic beauty of it.” And that was one reason why they were some of her favorite historical books.

Angel looked at the Professor and smiled as she raised her hand. "isn't illuminated manuscript a sort of book from Ancient history?" Angel was sure it was. "Though instead of just having words it has pictures that shows you what happened, like we sometime bury time capsules so that people can see in the future what we did." Angel now wanted to bury a time capsule for someone to find in a few hundred years.Sometimes Nessa wasn’t sure if Angel was joking or what by her answers, but this time she knew she was fairly accurate. “It is a book with decorative illustrations, yes,” she nodded. “Sometimes it is related to the text, but not always… Oh, we should do a time capsule sometime!” That would be totes fun! But she knew she was getting off topic.. moving on..

But she stayed quiet when it came to the discussion of illuminated manuscripts. Anything she knew about them had already been said anyway. She didn’t see a reason to repeat an answer. It wouldn’t accomplish anything except make it seem she didn’t know anything special, when she knew she did.Nessa was still rather concerned about Brooklyn, though she knew when one didn’t feel well one likely did not want to offer much in the way of participation. She supposed it was enough that she was present and if she was really in that bad of a state, she likely would not have made it to today’s lesson. Still, Nessa would keep an eye on her.

As the lesson began there really wasn't much for Hady to say. Most of her classmates seemed to have the answer pretty well covered for the time being and well honestly she herself didn't have a better answer. What was an Illuminated manuscript anyways? She knew what both words meant separately but together...yeah not entirely sure. Therefore the third year choose to remain silent this time simply resting her hands on her lap and looking back and forth between those that had spoken whenever she wasn't jotting down a line or two that was being said onto her parchment. One never really knew when they'd need something especially in class.At least Hady was being attentive and taking notes even if she didn’t have anything to add to the discussion. That was fine, Nessa would be moving the class along soon enough.

The question then. Illuminated Manuscript. Toby... had absolutely no idea. But, he knew his own idea was about be be spectacularly wrong, but Glendower had asked for guesses so he raised his hand. "Sounds like it could be a thing where there's, like, a book of information, the manuscript part, and a bunch of experts add their knowledge to it and make annotations and additions and stuff, which is the illuminated part, 'cause sometimes illuminated means clarifying something like with knowledge and stuff." See? It was ridiculous but it made logical sense. Kinda. "So then in the end you're left with the original book of information and then you could see what's been changed as people have found it out and stuff, all the annotations and stuff. But I'm like 99% sure I'm wrong."Well, yeah, he was wrong, but Nessa thought he made a really good attempt and she gave him a bright smile that said so. “That would be a wonderful collaboration, wouldn’t it? Especially if they were experts and not adding things that struck their fancy..” Maybe there already books like that, but it wasn’t the focus of the lesson. “Illuminated manuscripts are not that though.. they refer more to the illustrations in addition to the text.”

"How do we know that anything is true if we are just going off of what people say?" That could go for textbooks too. Somebody had to write them and how did they know for sure that everything was correct? If AJ was going to write a book or tell some exciting story you better believe she was going to come out looking fabulous.”That is why it is always important to consider the source,” Nessa said in response to Aubrey’s inquiry from the previous question. “If there is more than one source saying the same thing, it is more likely to be accurate… but sometimes a story is just a story.” And those were pretty great too if just for the entertainment value.

Professor Glendower had started her thing and Brian had no idea what she was on about, this time. Actually, he rarely ever understood what she was on about. It was pretty sad, but really all he had heard of this time was Illuminated Manuscripts. And the only thing that was currently coming to mind was the strange image of light-up music sheets. Written in glittery pens. Therefore, since Brian was fairly certain that glittery light-up music sheets were NOT the case, he would shut up and listen. Maybe he would even take notes. Only if the answers made sense, though. Some of them were as downright outrageous as his own.Another quiet student.. Nessa was a little surprised that more of them didn’t know at least a little bit about Illuminated Manuscripts. They weren’t really that obscure. But it was important that even if they didn’t know, especially if they didn’t know, that they were paying attention. Nessa gave Brian a big smile and mimed taking notes. He should probably do that if he was as unsure as he appeared.

She had to refrain from laughing though at some of the answers students were given. But that younger Slytherin girl, Dot, seemed to have a good idea. Pictures, yes. Specially, "Picture books, Professor." Tia answered simply after raising hand. ”At its most basic, yes,” Nessa nodded. But she expected a little more expansion on the thought, especially after the creative answer TiaMarie offered for the last question.

Illuminated Manuscripts, though - Sophie knew what they were, and thought they were cool to look at. She agreed most with Ethan's explanation of it, even though he sounded like he was guessing, so... she stayed quiet. Her classmates had it covered.Perhaps it was about time to wrap up the discussion as fewer answers were forthcoming from the students and the ones that had been offered were starting to become either repetitive or too vague. She noted that Sophie had nothing to add, perhaps for not wanting to sound repetitive or vague, and she moved on about to summarize the discussion…

But they were moving on, and Eden tried her best to keep up. She had no clue what an Illuminated Manuscript was. But. Eh. It sounded similar to..."THE ILLUMINATI? Is it related to the Illuminati?!" she was making a guess. A super far-stretched probably DUMB guess. But it was a guess.…but Eden had something to say first. Nessa tilted her head, then shook it, offering her a small smile. “No, dear.. the names may sound remotely familiar, but neither has to do with the other.” Especially considering they were millennia apart.

"Illuminati confirmed," she whispered under her breath at Eden, then drew a triangle on her parchment.Hearing a hushed voice, her eyes snapped to the Hufflepuff prefect. “Speak up, Miss McAlister?” Nessa couldn’t quite make out her answer and wasn’t so sure she was being relevant to the current discussion.

"The Illuminated word refers to illustrations...most likely...because they were painted or further decorated with reflective materials that catch the light. For example, gold and silver inks. Not always, of course. In general, the manuscripts included marginalia, borders, embellished initials, etc..."And that was exactly what she was looking for in terms of illumination. The prefect was rewarded with a bright smile. "Yes, thank you, Gabriel," she exclaimed, thankful that someone made that connection. "They do get the name "illuminated" because the richly ornamented pages were enhanced with gold and silver leaf - and sometimes inks - that would reflect the light. They were quite expensive to make but quite beautiful and highly valued." They would hopefully get into more of a discussion once they got started...

Zeke shrugged to himself, and instead of embarrassing himself just listened to the others....though some of the students seemed a little reluctant to participate. Nessa gave Zeke a brief, yet encouraging smile. There would be more chance to participate and she'd expect him to take advantage of that opportunity.

"Professor, I'd say its the beginning of story telling through pictures? So, in other words, I would say that it could be the beginning of children's books as we know them today or it could be the beginning of using art for things other than posh-posh portraits?" Perhaps she had repeated slightly what the others had said, but she did put a little bit of her own input of why they'd possible talking about this. Being Abbi, though, she'd probably be far off track as she was always thinking exceedingly different to others. That was the thing with Abbi, she wasn't silly, she just had a very different mind-frame.Hmm.. Abbi wasn't too far off and she had a pretty interesting take on them. "There was other art before Illuminated Manuscripts that were not portraiture, such as sculpture and ornamented vessels like vases, but these are the first artistic books. I hadn't thought of them as being precursor to children's books though. Perhaps there is a connection... though these books were not at all intended for children." Not that they were adult in nature, but because they were for wealthy patrons.



Alright, she supposed that was enough for basic answers about what an Illuminated Manuscript was. It would probably be best for her to further explain and move on with the lesson. "Thank you for your contributions everyone," Nessa smiled at them all. Some of them were spot on with their answers, some of them not so much, but she appreciated the effort. "Illuminated Manuscripts were historical documents created during the Middle Ages, which was several hundred years ago. The word manuscript means written by hand - which they were, typically done by monks who would spend hours a day in special rooms to write these books. They were often religious in nature, but not always. There were many books relaying stories and feats throughout history as well.

"These manuscripts were beautifully decorated with ornate and intricate illustrations throughout the book. They would include embellished initials as the first letter of the text on a page. There might be decorative borders and lavish illustrations of people, flora, and fauna. And as Gabriel pointed out, they get the term "illuminated" because of the way they are colored. In addition to the bold colors, they would also include gold-leaf, silver-leaf, or metallic inks that reflect the light and make it not only appear to light up but give them a valued, opulent appearance. Of course, at first, this was a rather expensive addition to these books.. Later Illuminated Manuscripts would also encompass books of the same nature with or without the gold or silver leaf.

"We are going to make our own "Illuminated Manuscripts" today, but first I have some examples to show you for inspiration and understanding!" Nessa pulled off the cover from the table to reveal piles of parchment, book covers, decorative papers, colored pencils, various colors of inks - including gold and silver, and several page reproductions of illuminated manuscripts which she picked up. "Now Illuminated Manuscripts are better known in Muggle history, but they are also found in Wizarding history as well. Perhaps the best known example is an illustration showing wizards dismounting early broomsticks in visible pain. This was of course before the invention of the cushioning charm." Not her favorite way to travel but not the point. And it was a shame that she couldn't get her hands on that example. "Of course one of the differences between the Muggle illustrations and magic ones are the ability to move." Which they would get the chance to do as well.

Starting at one corner of the room, she handed a student at the front of the room her magical illustration example (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/c9u0vxz88cpqyiw4bdo4_zpswhlzu9aj.gif) to look at then pass around. "Now, some of these are just replications, they are not all originals. This is not because they do not exist, in fact Illuminated Manuscripts are some of the most well-preserved works of art from the Middle Ages, but even today, they are very expensive to acquire." And her teacher salary did not quite permit that, though she was happy to have acquired some on loan from a museum. She handed out a few more examples - an embellished initial (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/gildinglilly_ricketts_zpslpxgaben.jpg), several (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/kroyjevaoo8fimdtmr0b_zpskwkxklfn.gif) examples (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/150L12240_6FSGJ_zpsejdcevmb.jpg) of ornate (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/Boucicaut-Meister_zpsdkrq7mgi.jpg) illustrations (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/illuminated-manuscript-4_zpsmepqoij2.jpg), and a carpet page (http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o191/momma2jb/KellsFol292rIncipJohn_zpsbil2dxby.jpg). "This last one is called a carpet page. Illuminated Manuscripts did not have what we know as a Table of Contents, instead they would include pages filled completely with decorative motifs at the beginning of each chapter as a way to divide them."

Once she allowed the pages to be passed around, she continued. "Now, I'd like each of you to come up and collect your supplies. Everyone should take about twenty pieces of parchment, two pieces of decorative paper, a book cover, and whatever inks or colored pencils you'd like. Make sure to take a gold or silver as well, though there may not be enough so you might have to partner up and share those inks." Not a big deal though, she thought, but they were necessary for the Illuminated part. "While you're getting those, let's continue the discussion. Why do you think it was important to include gold or silver in the original Manuscripts? And why do you think after hundreds of years, they are still so well-preserved?" She didn't expect them to know, but she did expect them to think about it and make deductions.


OOC - For this part, your character should be looking at and passing around the examples, gathering supplies, and answering the questions at the end. I don't have a set number of posts for you to complete this as participation points will be awarded on quality, not quantity. :) We will move on tomorrow.

[Sararara]

Norah smiled back at Professor Glendower, 'cause it was the best thing when Professors smiled at you even when you got stuff wrong. Especially when you got stuff wrong, actually. She got stuff wrong a whole lot and she liked smiles too so really it all worked out. With one last wiggle of her fingers she picked her quill back up again and began to write down all the new stuff about illuminated manuscripts. Illustrations were even COOLER than light. Mostly. With another glance at the cloth covered mystery, she bent her head down to write some more, not looking up again until Professor Glendower mentioned making illuminated manuscripts. HOLD UP. THEY WERE GONNA DO ART? The fourth year returned to wiggling in her chair 'cause who could write notes when there was ART in the future? Not that she was very good but who cared? Not her, that's who. It was the best when she got ink on her fingers and was colorful for the whole entire day 'till somebody made her wash it off. AND LOOK AT ALL THOSE ART SUPPLIES. Man, that was the best thing that could ever be hidden under a cloth. Except for a camel, 'cause those were exciting too.

Her mouth made the shape of a big O, before she remembered to shut it again, when the first manuscript reached her. These were COOL. She ran a finger over the surface before passing it on. She eyed each one carefully, grinning at the way the shiny stuff reflected the light. Just like glitter! With each example she passed the illustration on a little faster, glancing at the super cool art supplies. Sitting there all unused. Could it be tiiiiime yet? Pretty please?

[Felixir]

That's what Toby liked about this class; even just trying your best and making an attempt was a good thing, despite those times you were wrong. Which, y'know, Toby often was, because History of Magic was crazy difficult sometimes. He nodded in response to Glendower's smile. Illustrations. Got it.

Toby had a quick look at each of the examples as they round, but mostly he was listening out for the dreaded moment that Glendower would tell them they had to... illustrate their personal histories or something. The idea had him distracted, a little too distracted to really take in the sight of the manuscript examples, though he tried all the same. Some of them really DID capture his attention though, such as the especially brightly coloured one, mainly because it was pretty. The stuff about the carpet page was cool too.

Still no clue one what exactly they would be doing, but that was okay. Toby welcomed the opportunity to get up and out of his seat, as he'd already been getting quite restless. He couldn't remember exactly how much parchment he needed, so just grabbed a lot, as well as the decorative paper stuff a book cover, and a bunch of different coloured inks, including gold, before heading back to his seat.

As he set all his things carefully on the desk, he considered the question. Again, he had no idea, but this time he couldn't even drum up any sort of guess. Yeaaahhhh, uh... huh. There was a long pause, very long, before Toby stuck his hand up anyway and said, "'Cause people always see gold and silver stuff as extra important and stuff." Which was ridiculous, really. Something didn't have to have all that to be important, did it? Hufflepuff were a great example of that. They were the only house without a shiny colour in their house colours, but they were still just as important as the other houses. "Also it's shiny stuff, which is pretty to look at in a book." Even Toby had to admit it was cool to see gold lettering in books. If he ever saw something like it he always liked to take the time to have a good look.

But even non-shiny things were pretty too.

[FearlessLeader19]

Alright, he'd better get himself together. Poor Glendower ignored his apology though he did get a smile. Greeeat. Adi had managed to make one of the most fun Professors feel bad. Maybe it was a good time to shut up altogether because his answers to the questions for the class seem off too. His only comfort was Henric... who didn't know that he was the cause of his and Benny's misunderstanding. Not that Adi was going to enlighten him on THAT. Nope. He didn't need a sad Henny. Instead, the sixth year forced a grin at the pat. "Yeah, it will be,'' he whispered. "Thanks, Henny. You're a pal.'' Unlike certain Gryffindors!

That being said, he buried his head down to study his parchment and to make notes. On the bright side of things, he had a better idea of what Illuminated Manuscripts were. And they were waaaaay off from the answer he and some of his classmates had come up with. Oh, oh, oh! Glendower was FINALLY going to reveal what was under the sheet that was covering the table! Cue he anticipation! Adi leaned forward to look at all the things. Of course they were ancient looking things but his eyes were fixed on the ink. SO MANY COLOURS!

His fixation on the thing was short lives because one of the first thingy that Glendower had passed around had reached him. He took it and focused his full attention on the embellished initial. If he was not mistaken, some books still used a big font to start a new chapter in books but NONE were as cool as this. It was so... elegant. Yeah! That was the word! Reluctantly, Adi passed it over to Henric as he checked out carefully at the other stuff. It was all so cool! But you know which was the coolest (after the embellished initial, of course), the carpet page! Look at all those designs, yo! It was truly one of the best things he had seen. Too bad books don't come like this anymore. Or maybe not because Adi would spend most of his time looking at the designs than reading the book. Hehe. Anyway, with even MORE reluctance, he passed the carpet page to Henric. Where could he get one of those things?!

Anyway, he got up to go collect the supplies, taking care to swing his elbow so that the joint connected with Benny's shoulder though subtly so no one else could see. "Not sorry about that,'' he muttered so Benny could hear. Grrr! He was practically fuming. LIAR, indeed. Hmph. Ugh! He needed to stay away from Benny as much as he could because everytime he set eyes on him, he got mad.

Frowning down at the table, he grabbed the twenty pieces of parchment (or he may have gotten more because he was too angry to count properly), the decorative paper and lots of colour full ink, gold included. Back at his seat, he dumped his supplies and raised his hand. "Gold or silver makes everything look better. Maybe they attract persons' attention so that they want to look at the book.'' The Puffer didn't look at Glendower at first because he was ashamed of himself for making her feel bad earlier. "It could be something in the paper. Something that was added to it or the ink to make it last for a very long time.''

[Holmesian Feline]

Benny had figured out what was meany by manuscript, but illumination had gotten him stuck. So the sixth year remained silent once more and simply listening to everything. Maybe he could actually learn something and distract himself in the process. The familiar voice giving answers from behind him wasn't helping all that much though, especially with the occasional comments to his fellow Hufflepuff. It was all cementing feelings within him sadly.

There was the grand reveal and the Gryffindor might have been more excited or at least in awe of the work, had he been in a better mood. Instead he pretended to at least be aware of all that was on the table and being passed around by the professor as she explained what they were studying and working with a bit more then her responses to the guesses his classmates had been given. Interesting....even if he wasn't all that focused on it.

He was finishing up his notes before getting his supplies. But Ben's writing arm was soon jostled around when hit by someone's elbow. "Hey...!" The quiet words identifying who it was and who apparently wasn't sorry for doing it to him even though his quill had made a nice messy mark on his notes. The sixth year lion starred after Adi as the other boy went up for his supplies, frozen at his seat himself as he tried to calm down, nearly missing as one of the examples was passed onto his desk.

Sigh.

[Stefan]

At least his guess made sense, and that was the important bit. He’d seen his cousin do that kind of stuff before, for his fancy book project in university, but he didn’t use the gold and silver inks because...well that’s just a bit over the top for a book project, right? Besides, Mordred was into details and texts than the design itself.

If they’re talking about the medieval ages, then those manuscripts must be as old as the earth. Ethan quickly jotted down notes on his notebook, underlining and encircling key words as he paused to listen in between writing. So, the explanation for the illuminated part was simple then. It’s called illuminated because they used highly reflective inks such as gold and silver. To be honest, he was quite disappointed with the simplicity of the answer, like...it used such a fancy term but the reason behind it was pretty shallow.

And they were going to create one? Now they’re talking. One way or another, he can go crazy with the activity and not be bored to death sitting on his chair the whole time. Also, it has been a while since he picked up art materials and pens to do artsy things, so yes, he’s pretty excited to begin the activity. However, he got distracted when the professor mentioned the manuscript depicting wizards ‘dismounting their broomsticks in visible pain’. Ethan had to cover his mouth and literally bite his tongue to stop himself from laughing out loud. Poor ancient wizards. Bahahaha!

Clearing his throat, Ethan got the sample from the student sitting beside him and examined it up close. Whoever made those had a huge amount of patience and passion for art. The whole thing was well executed, and a single sheet of the manuscript was a work of art. If he had to choose though, he’d choose the guy with the LUTE, although the dude could seriously use some grooming and haircut. Just saying.

Once they got the go signal, Ethan slowly got up from his seat and picked up his supplies. He got a bit of everything so he could experiment with making a legit illuminated manuscript. The Slytherin placed his things on his table, took his seat, and considered answering the Professor’s next question. The fair haired Mordaunt however got distracted with Adi’s...behaviour. Ethan turned his head slowly at his fellow sixth year and eyed him suspiciously. Is he under the hate potion still or...? And, why was Benny so far from him? The Slytherin eyed both boys, and shook his head. Come on now, guys. Don’t drag your drama into class.

Turning his attention back to the woman up front, Ethan raised his hand and waited for his turn to answer. “I suppose they use gold and silver inks to show the importance, sacredness, and authenticity of the original manuscript? I mean, the inks used for it are pretty expensive during that time, so it prevents the person who commissioned the work from replicating said manuscript in great numbers, even if said person hired a very skilled scribe.” Though, it might be a different story for the wizarding lot."And I guess illuminated manuscripts are well preserved today because the inks used have metal components in it...gold, silver...and lead? Those are meant to last.” Probably.

[ArianaBlack]

Okay, to be completely honest, Zander was just about 100% lost. He was so lost that he wasn’t even sure where exactly he had gotten lost, but wait… Maybe that’s what being lost meant in the first place. Either way, he HAD been genuinely trying to take some good notes and to be attentive and whatnot, but it just sort of fell apart. He wasn’t even taking real notes anymore. Just drawing little swirls all around the parchment. Trying to perfect that ‘superman S’. Making small tornados with the ink from his quill. You know, the usual stuff. He never had to resort to this kind of thing during History. Professor Glendower usually did a wonderful job making it all engaging, but maybe that’s because they HAD to get up and act things out.

A more theoretical class like this one though, he couldn’t take it. He was so beyond bored. There was just so many things to talk about apparently and the boy could only take so much listening. He just wanted to DO stuff, y’know? So when the examples were passed over to him, he didn’t really give them too much time as he glanced over at them and passed them on. He had been all too curious about what Glendower was hiding and turns out it was just boring stuff.

Man.

And Zander normally actually liked this class too, so he felt terrible about thinking all of this stuff. It was a horrible cycle, really. So instead of letting himself look bored, Zander was trying especially hard to look as engaged as possible. But he still wasn’t going to answer any questions because a) he didn’t know any of the proper answers b) he wasn’t even paying enough attention to realize they were being asked questions and c) when would they get out for food?

[WhittyBitty]

Part of what Lux liked about this subject was hearing the contributions of her classmates. Some of them were off the mark but gave good guesses, and others were full of information. There wasn't a lot that she knew about illuminated manuscripts, so this lesson was very educational on the natter. She hadn't even known where the name came from until Gabe explained it. The name seemed rather fitting, because they were very colourful and decorative!

As Professor Glendower explained things further, Lux continued to take notes. Maybe some people were bored with the theoretical approach, but history was fascinating. She much preferred doing activities, but there was so much to learn about history and she loved it.

OOOOH, look. Illuminated manuscripts for them to see. That wasn't too surprising seeing what they were discussing. As each example reached her, she studied it carefully before passing it along. So many pretty colours. You didn't find books with carpet pages these days, and the novels she bought at the store or borrowed from the library didn't have embellished initials.

ANYWAY.

She was going to make an illuminated manuscript of her own! This should be fun because Lux did enjoy arts and crafts. And she could show Bay later because he was her boyfriend and she showed him everything. Getting to her feet she started grabbing the supplies that were needed. Hopefully she wasn't missing anything. Ooh, there were so many pretty colours. It was hard choosing which ones to take but she managed in the end.

Back at her desk, Lux raised her hand to contribute to the discussion further. "Maybe they liked gold and silver because they look pretty and shiny. Metalics are always nice! And maybe they are so well preserved because people took very good care of them, making sure they didn't get stained or ripped." All good guesses in her mind.

[MudInMyBlood]

Ohhh okay. So all she needed to get a good lie going was to have several people say the same lie over and over. Got it. She still had some questions about it because people could easily do what she just thought about. Who would go out of their way to lie about History? Honestly, AJ could see people wanting to do that for a good laugh. It was something that she would do. Before she could raise her hand and further debate about the truth of history, her eyes found Adi. Something was off. Something was way off. She shot him a quizzical look.

Not too far behind her boyfriend was Benny. He was hard to read because he was always pretty quiet. Something did seem off with him though. He was one of her best friends and she could almost always tell when something wasn't quite right. Hmmm. AJ made a mental note to ask Adi about it after class. Did boys even have drama? No time to dwell on it because THINGS were about to be revealed. Please be chocolate. Please be chocolate. It was far fetched, sure, but one could hope.

"Cool," she said to no one in particular as the professor revealed what had been hidden. The different manuscripts were being passed to her. AJ looked at them all in amazement. The last one though, that one was the best. It was so intricate and AJ was in awe. She was by no means an artist, but it was hard to look away at this one. Once she passed the last of them to the person on her left, she stood up. It was time to get all of the supplies she needed. Gold. She needed gold. The lion made sure to grab that one before she picked up the rest of the needed supplies. If somebody needed to borrow the gold she would be happy to share, but she was going to use it first.

As far as the question went, well... she had a theory. She did. With a raised hand she put in her two cents. "I think it's because back in the old days you knew people had money just because they owned gold and silver. It's like a mark or a king and queen too I think. Gold makes you feel important so why not add that to a manuscript?" She was rambling again. The lion was really good at that.

[Symphora]

Henric nodded at Adi, he didn't want to press the matter any further so he returned his attention back to the professor. He listened intently while Professor Glendower explained in detail about the illuminated manuscripts. Oh..so it was like an olden fairytale storybook with the colourful illustrations in it. He did see a few of these before in the Hogwarts library while he was browsing through ancient dragon folklore books. He really like those. He muttered a thanks to Adi as he passed the sample over to him. Henric took some time to admire the different intricate designs and colourful decoration being 'illustrated' on this one piece. After he was satisfied taking in the whole feel of the look, he passed the sample over the person next to him. Sorry...for the long wait mate...

Anyway,Professor Glendower had asked them to create one themselves and he couldn't help being excited for this kind of activity. He was definitely going to make a dragon in his piece.Oh yes! Henric stood up from his seat too so he could go to the front and helped himself with the supplies. He also happened to see what Adi did to Benny, woah...that wasn't nice... He wasn't sure if it was intentionally or not but as a fellow Hufflepuffian, it wouldn't reflect well on their house. Henric glanced back towards Benny and gave him a look of apology for his prefect friend. Man...these two...he didn't want to interfere with their problems but he didn't like his two close friends fight.

Henric sighed and took the things his needed from the table. Oh no more gold left...oh well...he would take the silver then.Besides, silvers looked best on dragon scales. Oh maybe that was the answer to Professor Glendower's question,"Professor I think it will make the illustration drawings more grander and magnificent, gold and silver are natural elements that can withstand the wear and tear even after centuries old, and also they probably didn't want to lose their hardwork into creating these manuscripts, I bet it take them months or years to complete it,"Henric said.

[Holmesian Feline]

Benny couldn't believe how Adi had changed, or at least how quickly he showed his possible true self to him. And he got that seemingly supportive look sent his way by Henric as the boy followed his housemate to the table. Yeah...like he really cared that the Gryffindor was loosing his best friend. Or already had.

Passing on the parchment to the next student without really looking at it, Ben slipped his seat back so he could get back up to his feet. He had to get his supplies even if he wasn't really feeling the creative mood at the moment. Though he supposed it could have been worse...they could be having to do what was common in history of magic class...acting stuff out in groups. Ar least this seemed like a solo activity.

Whatever the case, he reached the previously cloth-covered table and looked over the offerings more closely. The Gryffindor was quick to take the parchment, roughly 20 sheets of it, and almost blindly chose the other pieces as well from the selection that remained. Decorative paper...cover...small assortment of inks that if he thought about it, might not be the best collaboration. And he might not have forgotten a metallic option either. But he returned to his seat with his stash and awaited what came next.

[Sararara]

Once the last example had passed her by, Norah jumped up from her chair and walked as fast as she could to the art supplies without actually running. With a giddy grin, she picked out 20 pieces of parchment, and then one more because odd numbers were always more fun than even ones. She wasn't sure why, but they just were. She spent much longer than was probably necessary inspecting the book covers and decorative paper, but it was necessary to her because this type of thing was a very big deal, okay? You couldn't just pick the wrong one. It was practically a science. Once she was satisfied, she picked out a pencil in each of the colors of the rainbow, plus two extra purples 'cause those were the best ones. You never knew when you'd need three purple colored pencils. She had to be PREPARED. The fourth year then picked up some golden ink and walked slowly back to her desk 'cause this time there was some very valuable stuff that needed to NOT be dropped. Didja see that? That was thinking ahead. Where was her mum to see this?

The Hufflepuff slid back into her seat and beamed at Professor Glendower again 'cause did she KNOW how exciting this was? Hint: very exciting. So exciting that once she'd put the colored pencils back in rainbow order, she had to sit on her hands to keep hold herself back from starting the whole art part of this whole thing. That was the problem with exciting stuff, whenever it was there it had to be done RIGHT THEN. Norah removed her right hand from underneath her and put it in the air, because now that the important bits were taken care of she could do the whole answering questions thing too. In theory, anyways. "Gold and silver are awesome and shiny just like glitter, so it's super cool to have them in a book 'cause it makes the illustrations extra special. And when stuff is extra special and extra pretty because of it, I bet people treat it much better so it lasts a long time." She sure respected stuff more when it was glittering. There was no doubt about that.

[Jessiqua]

Zhenya listened intently as Professor Glendower explained what Illuminated Manuscripts were, and became quite excited when she said they were going to be making their own Illuminated Manuscript. How awesome!?

Zhenya became even more excited when Professor Glandower pulled back the cover of the table in the front. Finally the secrets were revealed. Zhenya could see bits and pieces from where she sat; parchments, loads of parchment, covers of books, decorative papers, pencils of different colours, with different colours of inks, beautiful inks she had never even used before; gold, silver. Finally Professor Glendower picked up some Illuminated Manuscripts for them to look at, and they were beautiful. Truly illuminating. Difference between muggle and wizarding Illuminated Manuscripts? Moving pictures, of course.

Zhenya didn't care that some of them were replicas, they were still amazing. The first one was so lovely, Zhenya wished she could frame it and put it by her bed in the dorm room. The next one was the embellished initial, which was also quite stunning. She remembered reading books as a child with these initials, and always loved them. She had always wondered who had started using the large and decorative initial when publishing books, but obviously it was many many years ago. The next four she received were of other illustrations, including some moving ones. She loved the ones that moved, as she was mostly used to seeing moving pictures. The ones that didn't move were just nice to look at but didn't really capture her as much. Still, all of them had that ancient beauty to them, and Zhenya could certainly appreciate it.

Finally she got the 'carpet page'. The name was quite deceptive, she thought of the carpet runners her parents had in their old home, but it certainly was not a carpet. They were awesome content pages made of images. She looked carefully at that one, but didn't really understand how to interpret it. How clever the ancient people were who not only created these images, or Illuminated Manuscripts, but also understood how to read them.

Once Zhenya had looked at all the pictures and passed them around to her classmates, she followed instructions to gather an array of items from the front. She walked up to the table and looked at everything with wide eyes. Oh, how lovely it all looked. She counted twenty pieces of parchment and two pieces of decorative parchment. She handled them very carefully, even though they were perhaps ordinary pieces of modern parchment, the items she had just looked at reminded her to be gentle. She grabbed a book cover, and took them back to where she had sat down between Adi and E. She didn't have enough hands to gather everything around. She went back to the table and collected some coloured pencils, and there were enough gold and silver there to take one of each, but she would share if she needed to.

Question time. Once she had sat down with her items Zhenya had a thing and raised her hand. "Well the silver and gold are pretty and eye catching, and perhaps quite royal. Maybe the Illuminated Manuscripts were generally of great importance, thus they needed to appropriately decorate them. And..." why were they so well preserved? After a quick think, Zhenya continued. "Perhaps the inks had some preservers in them to keep their shiny look, or, maybe more likely, were charmed to be preserved."

[SilverTiger]

She didn’t know whether to be flattered or offended that Professor Glendower had seemed to have decided to pay extra special attention to her. All Brooklyn knew was that it seemed like her silent response to the question of if she needed the healer seemed to have not entirely convinced the professor. She could sense that she was going to be watched, but she was just as determined not to let her headache and the itchy spot on her neck keep her from making it through the lesson. She wouldn’t let that hurt her grade, or at least hurt Slytherin in any way. Plus, she knew she didn’t look half as icky as Cutty did, and he hadn’t gotten asked about the healer…

She’d stayed quiet as illuminated manuscripts had been explained, mentally trying to make notes since she rarely bothered to actually write notes down. She might need to ask Hady after class this time though. She’d seen her housemate, frequent class partner, and possibly friend actually taking notes anyway. It wasn’t using her if that was the case, and she’d have to actually do something for the activity. At least she thought she’d be able to stay in her seat this time, and there wasn’t any playacting. She didn’t feel like playacting right now. Not when it was taking all her strength not to just put her head down on the desk and hope the headache would go away. She’d given up on the itchiness.

As the examples had been passed around, she’d deigned a glance at several of them. Pretty pictures on the pages, that was it. At least, that was all she was getting out of it all, but she didn’t feel like trying to get more out of it. Just pretty pictures, and now she actually had to stand up. At least it was just to get her supplies, and she could do that quickly enough that nothing bad should happen. Especially since several others had gone up before her, which meant less to choose from.

She went to the inks and pencils first, selecting several colors, maybe heavy on the green, and then some silver ink. Everyone else seemed to be going for gold, but she’d go for Slytherin silver this time. At least she knew it meant she’d get her own. Then, she picked up a stack of parchment, along with a couple sheets of decorative paper and a pretty cover, before turning to head carefully back to her desk. At least she’d managed that, and nothing had been spilled. She hadn’t been so far gone as to allow that, but she’d dropped back into her seat only seconds before a hand had slipped under her hair again to scratch at her neck. Gold and silver cost more, so it made the manuscripts more valuable. People treated things that were valuable more carefully then everyday things. She kept her answer to herself, though. She could only expend so much energy at once.

[Kolyander]

As Hady listened to Professor Glendower's explanation on just what Illuminated Manuscripts really were she lifted her quill to her sheet of parchment and began to take down detailed notes. Surely she might need these notes at some time. Whether it be now or in the distant future really didn't matter much to her.

Setting her quill down she accepted the examples of manuscripts that were being passed around. As she did this she noticed her fellow year and housemates Brooklyn didn't appear to be looking so well. She'd make note of asking her later on if she was alright. You know them being 'friends?' and all had her somewhat curious of the other girls well-being. Nothing wrong with that at all. Anyhow for the moment Hady shifted her attention back to the colorful and somewhat detailed examples in her hands. As she look a moment to carefully examine each one she then passed it over to the person sitting beside her.

Since she'd taken her time at looking at the examples there weren't many others at the tables selecting their supplies when she got up there. That was alright by her really. Gathering up twenty or so sheets of parchment first she then made sure to take two sheets of the decorative papers as well. Now she needed some colored pencils which she randomly picked out mostly in her favorite shades when she could. Next was the ink which wasn't hard at all to choose since she knew that it'd be silver. It being one of her favorite colors anyhow. Last but not least she grabbed herself a nice cover and made her way back to her desk.

Slipping back into her seat Hady laid out all her supplies neatly in order so she could see what it was she gathered exactly. There that was good for now. Raising her hand she gave a go at the answer, "I think it could have to do with gold and silver being worth more and how well they hold up when used so the manuscripts were sure to last for a very long time." Simple and straight to the point really. Why say the same thing as everyone else over and over. Even if silver and gold were incredibly shiny and not all that easy to miss up.

[RandomRaven]

Jackson listened to Professor Glendower's explanation about Illuminated manuscript while he was biting his quill. They're gonna make their own illuminated manuscript. Well, he's not that good in crafty arts so didn't know if he was excited about this activity or not. He saw some replicas of the illuminated manuscript that the Professor showed to them. Hmmm... They looked pretty by the way.

Maybe he should start collecting the materials for creating the manuscript. First, he's gonna need parchment. Lots and lots of parchment. Then he grabbed some decorative paper, muggle colored pencils, and of course the silver and gold ink. Shoot, it seemed like he had to ask the ink from the other students since he didn't get any. The Korean boy then asked Zhenya and Ethan if he could ask their ink. "Guys, I don't get the ink. Do you mind sharing with me?"

Why they had to use the silver and gold ink, by the way?

"Maybe because... to make the manuscript to be easily read." He answered the question. "And I think they used a specific potion to preserve the manuscript, or a preserving charm?" He wasn't really sure about that.

[Weasley174]

Angel totally wanted to do a time capsule, she thought that it would be epic if it succeeded but for now she would have to get on with this lesson though she made a note to speak to the Professor after this lesson at some point when she wasn't so busy or the Professor wasn't so busy.

She turned her attention back to the Professor just as the Professor told them to get some supplies and so Angel decided to do what the Professor had told them and got her art supplies, she made sure she got the amount of sheets the Professor told them, where they going to do a book or something and further more if the Professor got the money to pay for this collection she would have to consider teaching after her Herbology exploration days were over because the Professor much be making a killing if she could afford these because weren't they expensive.

Angel finished collecting her supplies and then she went back to her seat just in time to here the question. She raised her hand. "Professor isn't in because in the olden days Gold or Silver was more important than it is today, like if you had gold basically you lived in comfort and owned loads of properties where as if you were poor you didn't and since these were important they would want them to look amazing." Angel smiled. "Like they didn't normally use normal parchment when making them did they?" Angel had thought they used something else.

[oh its Erik ok]

Dante just shrugged. He had no idea what they were and that was his best guess, as bad as it was. And now he knew what illuminated manuscripts were. They were more interesting than what Dante first thought they were.

"Maybe it has to do with gold and silver being originally metals and not eroding over time as faster as other materials."

Maybe.

He could be completely wrong but it sounded smart. He went for the silver first since it was a house color and all. Plus he could probably get a little bit instead having to share with someone else.

Sharing is definitely not caring.

[SlytherinSistah]

Most of what Glendower had said had gone right through Cutty. Well, some of it at least. His head felt like it was throbbing and his fever was taking hold once more making him tired and robbing him of his normally sharp attentiveness. He resolved to fight it off and it painted a scowl on his flushed looking face as he went up to gather materials, aggressively taking up one silver and one gold pen. He was not in the mood to share.

He stuffed his fist with the twenty sheets of parchment, the book cover and the decorative paper before likewise taking his grip to the most uncarefully chosen array of coloured inks. He then quickly headed back to his seat and heard (although as if underwater) the voice of Professor Glendower go on about Illuminated manuscripts. As they came around he noted their romantic nature. Or maybe it was violence. Were those leaves the ladies were gathering...or where they HEARTS??! Yeah. Violence. The two guys on the animals fighting cemented that idea for Cutty and he suppressed a chortle at the term carpet page.

Raising his hand he wanted to add to the conversation. "I think the answer to one lies in the other a bit like. Of course it would last if it were made of a durable and precious material such as gold or silver. And I think the monks knew this and they were probably trying to make something that had a sense of durability and lasting so that it would mimic the lasting and eternity of God and Heaven."

[Stormdancer]

Marsha wanted to pay attention… but that was a lot of information and she wasn’t really sure that she had taken ALL of it in… but she would try her best and smile and ask questions if, once their main activity started she was still confused. Yeah, that seemed like a good way to do it - especially since everyone was deep in a conversation about the colour of ink.

Okay, well the only thing she would have added was that it was pretty and lasted - but that had already been said.

So, instead of sitting doing nothing, she took a few more notes down in her notebook and then rose to get her own supplies. She frowned slightly at Cutty, wondering if he was okay… he didn’t look it. He looked like he had a flu or something, like she had seen one of her aunts come down with that time. Hmm. She decided that she needed to ask the house elves to make him some hot chicken soup - that was what her Papa always made anyone if they were ill.

Instead though, she didn’t interrupt him and simply gathered her own parchment and a binding cover. With those resting over her forearm, she began to pick up the rest of the utensils that both Professor Glendower had mentioned they would require and that she saw the other students picking up. Good, she was ready.

She returned to her seat and smiled, waiting.

[emjay]

Nessa watched as students began passing around the examples and gathering their supplies. They had some pretty good thoughts about the questions she had posed to them as well. "You all have about the right idea in regards to why the gold and silver was applied to the illustrations," she smiled at those that ventured a guess. "They were meant to add something special to the books. Many of the original books were religious in nature and it was in reverence to a higher power." And though the metals weren't especially included for endurance, she really liked Cutty's theory. She hadn't heard that before, but it was an insightful connection that she'd have to give more thought.

But no one had really stumbled on why they were so well-preserved. "Here's a fun fact, everyone," she began as they continued to get ready for the next part of the lesson. "These books were created during the Middle Ages, also known as the Dark Ages. It was a time when literacy rates were somewhere between 10 and 25%. Most of the population couldn't read, even the people writing these books. They simply copied the letters and words from an original manuscript. And many of the people who owned these Illuminated Manuscripts were illiterate themselves, so they were simply displayed and not handled." Which is a big part of why they survived so well. "Why do you think people who could not read them would still want to own one?"

Once she saw that most of them were able to get the supplies needed, she turned to address the class again. "After you have all the things I asked you to collect, it will be time to create your book!" Super exciting. "First you will take each piece of parchment, fold it in half, then fold it in half again. This is called the signature." She demonstrated with a piece of parchment herself. "Once you have all of them folded, you will stack them neatly together and glue the end into the spine of your book cover, using the spell Adhero." That would be the middle. She had a few pieces all ready to go and she demonstrated this step as well, casting the spell as she drew a line down the spine of the book cover with her wand.

"Next, take your decorative papers and fold those in half. Take one, glue half of it to the inside cover and the other half to the first page, again using Adhero. This will make sure the book pages and the cover are all nice and secure and won't easily fall apart." Again she demonstrated by drawing a line on the inside cover and first page with her wand, and casting Adhero before pressing the decorative paper to the inside book surfaces. "And then you will do the same for the inside back." Once they were finished assembling, then they could work on the illustrating part. "If you have any questions to this point, let me know. I'll be walking around to make sure everyone is doing alright.."

[FearlessLeader19]

Adi settled back comfortably in his seat, momentarily leaning back to regain control of himself. He vaguely wondered if by accident he had taken that potion he had brewed in that potions class... the one that he had added Hippogriff feathers to. But no. That wasn't possible unless someone had slipped him theirs or something.

Hearing Glendower speaking again, Adi righted himself and grabbed his quill to jot down notes. He found it surprising that so many persons were unable to read back in those days. He knew that many persons couldn't but that many? WOAH! Hand up, he supplied, "Maybe they just wanted to own it for protction? You did say that it was also called the Dark Ages and the original books religious so maybe they believed that all Manuscripts would protect them.''

When he finished off his contribution, the Puffer turned his attention to his parchment which he quickly recounted. Woops! As he suspected, there were more than twenty pieces. He set the extra aside then proceeded each piece as instructed- in half and then into another half.
........

PHEW! That was time consuming, yo! ...nineteen... TWENTY! Adi assembled them all into a super neat pile then just as he had watched Glendower, he cast Adhero, moving his wand along the book cover so that the parchment could be glued. Now, back to folding but this time it was the folding of the decorative papers. Luckily, there weren't so many as the parchment. Using Adhero again, the Puffer glued half to the inside cover and the other half the first page. And yes, he did remember to press the decorative piece in before repeating the step for the back cover.

What next, Professor?

[Felixir]

Well, that was an easy one in Toby's mind. He stuck his hand up and said very simply, "'Cause they're pretty." Like how people owned art. It was nice to look at, and generally speaking, you couldn't read it, only look at it. AND it was expensive and valuable. Made perfect sense to Toby.

Past physically making the book, they still didn't know what they'd be doing, which only built up the anxiety for Toby. Of course, other than biting distractedly at his fingernails, he thought he managed to hide that quite well.

Actually getting to DO something and MAKE the book was good, though. It was a nice distraction, keep his hands busy and all. Toby got to work folding all the parchment in half, working his way quickly through the stack rather than painstakingly ensuring they were super even. That would take too much close concentration and slow work and he preferred to just keep moving. When they were all folded, he lined them all up in the inside of his book cover and drew his wand down the spine. "Adhaero."

Next step was slightly trickier, but still manageable. With the first decorative page folded in half, Toby placed it inside the front cover and stuck half of it to that, and then the other half to the first page. "Adhaero.. Adhaero..." Toby cast, tracing his wand first around the edges and then over the middle of each half to make sure it was firmly stuck. That done, he repeated the process on the back cover and page of the book.

Huh. Neat. So he'd made a book? That was pretty cool. Toby set his wand down and began flicking through the pages, wondering what they'd be filling them with. Hopefully whatever it was, he'd be able to get Quidditch into his, somehow.

[Jessiqua]

Zhenya had organised all of the items in front of her, and listened carefully to Professor Glendower's instructions. They were going to be doing a lot of folding with 20 pieces of parchment, but Zhenya knew the end result would be awesome. So, following instructions, she folded all of her plain parchment paper as Professor Glendower had done. Then, she stacked them all up together.

The second step was to adhere to parchment into the book cover. So, doing exactly as Professor Glendower had done, Zhenya pulled her wand out of her robe pocket and got ready. Adhero, she had used that spell before so there was no need to practice, she didn't think. She placed the pieces of parchment inside the book cover whilst pointing her wand at the ends. "Adhero," she said, drawing a line down the spine cover. She had a look and a very careful tug to make sure the parchment was properly stuck to the book cover, and it was. Great.

The third step involved the pretty decorative paper. She had some green and white marble looking decorative paper, one for each end. It was all making sense now. As per instructions, Zhenya folded the decorative parchment in half. With the first one, she glued half of it to the inside cover, "Adhero," she said, drawing a few lines to adhere it. Then, she had to glue the other half to the first page. "Adhero," she repeated, following the same instructions and adhering it to the paper. Next was a repeat of those steps, in the back of the book. So, Zhenya flipped to the back of the book and repeated the steps on the decorative paper, adhering it to the last page and the back book cover. Her book was complete and ready for the next fun part!

[SilverTiger]

Even feeling as icky as she did, Brooklyn had listened to the discussion, and the instructions for how they were supposed to turn the small stack of supplies on her desk into a book. That seemed easy enough, but the question that had been posed had made her roll her eyes, her head tilted down so no one could see. Actually, it was more at the few answers she’d heard, rather than the question, and either way, it made her raise her hand. “Respect. Their reputations, Owning illuminated manuscripts made people think the ones who owned them were better. Maybe that they could read, since most people couldn’t,” she said, lowering her hand as soon as she could. Not to mention, the manuscripts had to have cost a lot, so owning one already meant the owners had something more than everyone else.

But anyway, with her thoughts said, she applied herself to slowly folding the parchment sheets as instructed. In half, then in half again. It was tedious work, and especially so when her head was still pounding. She got all twenty sheets folded, though, but she hesitated before picking up her wand. Instead, she folded the decorative paper sheets in half. If anyone asked, she was just getting everything ready before trying the spell, but really, she was worried that whatever was wrong with her was going to affect her spellwork.

She couldn’t stall forever. Finally, after both sheets of decorative paper were folded, she picked up her wand and slid the book cover closer to her. “Adhero,” she said quietly, tracing a line along the inside of the spine of the book cover, and then just to make sure, she repeated it on the edge of her folded parchment before sticking the two together. So far, it looked okay, and even after she finished gluing all twenty folded sheets of parchment, she tilted the nearly finished book and no pages fell out. So far it looked like her fear wouldn’t prove to be real, but she was still going to be careful. “Adhero,” she whispered four more times, attaching the decorative papers inside the front and back covers. Once that was done, she shut the book and pressed down, making sure she used as much strength as she had to make sure everything would stick. She didn’t want her book to fall apart while she was doing whatever the next step was going to be.

[Kolyander]

Before getting started on the next step Hady reached for her quill to jot down the few things Professor Glendower had just told them. Notes. Notes. And some more notes. Must always be prepared.

Notes finished and set aside neatly the third year raised her hand into the air. "Maybe it was just for the simply fact of owning one. Like when you're a small child and a friend gets a new toy or pet so you want one too...maybe it was like that." She could think of several times that happened to her when she was younger. Honestly she knew of a few times she seen the same thing with adults. It was kinda funny really.

Now it was time to get these parchments folded properly. Taking one sheet at a time she went about folding them in half once and then once more. One piece of parchment folded and set aside, two...two pieces...three... Hady continued this process until she had all twenty sheets of parchment folded exactly as they should be stacking them up and setting them aside.

Taking her stack of folded parchment she placed them inside the cover. Removing her wand from it's holster she then used the spell 'Adhero' to make the parchment stick to it like it should. A small tug told her the parchment stayed just how it should. Next she folded both sheets of her decorative paper in half and used the same sticking charm to make one sheet stick to the inside of the front cover and then the other sheet to the inside of the back cover.

Taking a moment to look over her work and test out the spells strength she gave a relieved smile. There perfect. Now what did she need to do?

[MudInMyBlood]

Hmm... so she was kind of sort of on the right track with her thinking. Not bad considering she was really just pulling ideas and theories out of thin air. Say what? Professor Glendower had fun facts too? AJ listened intently hoping to hear something super cool that she could add to her own fun facts. They couldn't even read? Weird. Granted this fun fact wasn't as fun as the one she normally told about not being able to lick your own elbow, BUT it was pretty cool.

AJ had a theory about why that may be too. "I think people would want one because it's mysterious." She would personally see it as a challenge. "Or maybe it just made them feel cooler." Hady had a good point. She knew all too well that some people got things just because it was the "cool" thing to do. Girls were the main ones guilty of this.

They were going to be making their own book and AJ was pretty stoked about this. This first part of the activity seemed to be rather easy and straightforward. The hard part would be when she actually had to draw and write stuff. She could always just fill her pages with unicorns. Now THAT sounded like a plan.

First things first... she needed a book. Paying close attention to the professor's steps, she began to fold her first piece of parchment in half. Then it was folded in half once more. This was called the signature she repeated to herself. Picking up another piece of parchment, she repeated the process. Again and again until all of them were neatly folded.

Picking them all up, she straightened them out by gently hitting them on the desk. This was the easiest way to get them to all line up perfectly. AJ did not want a wonky book with pages sticking out at different angles. On second thought... that might actually be pretty cool. Nope. She was going to stick to the original plan.

"Adhero!" Her wand traced the spine of the book cover. Decorative paper time. The lion picked those up and folded them in half. Lots of instructions happened at this point and AJ had to focus so she wouldn't glue the wrong thing. That would set her back. "Adhero." She glued half of it to the inside cover and the other half to the first page.

Almost done...

All that was left was the inside back. "Adhero!" All set. AJ had her very own book.

[Stefan]

“As a status symbol? Like, even if they can’t read or write, people would think that they are important because they own something very expensive?” It was likely, given that the people during that time had a very low literacy rate. Anyone can be fooled by anything that is shiny. Ethan lowered his hand and scratched the top of his head. He wondered what it was like not to be able to read and write, and be used it against you. He’d have to depend on his wits to survive the dark times, and work around things.

Moving on with his materials, Ethan took out one parchment folded it in half, then folded it again. He did the same thing for the remaining parchments he got. Ethan got his wand and stuck the stack of folded parchments together, “Adhaero.” The older Slytherin grinned as he remembered Xavi. That kid was seriously smart, and was very keen to learn new things. Next one was the decorative paper. Ethan followed the professor’s instructions carefully, and followed suit. “Adhaero.” Stick, “Adhaero” and done!

[kayquilz]

...so the Illuminati and these manuscripts were NOT related. Well okay then. FINE FINE. Eden would believe it....for now. MAYBE THIS IS WHAT GLENDOWER WANTED HER TO THINK, EEEEEH?

But seriously, she had to go get supplies and whatnot because APPARENTLY they were making one? A mini one? A real one? Regardless, Eden thought it was a fun, cool activity. Art was relaxing, and it put Eden's ever-ringing mind at ease.

She didn't get any gold or silver inks just yet...she'd let someone else use them first. But she wanted to make sure she got aaaalllll the colors she wanted. Mostly blues and greens...cool colors. Maybe ONE warm color like red or something just to make it POP. Oh. That was nice....Eden would do that! She grinned and tucked all of the paints she wanted to use under her arm and made her way back to her seat to wait for the examples to get 'round to her. She had no idea what hers should look like....maybe she would do a completely nontraditional one? Maybe that wasn't the point though...hmm....

Eden took the first example and bit her lip. Cool, cool, iT WAS MOVING. Eden wanted hers to move....that was BRILLIANT. She looked through them all, the moving ones really drawing her attention because magic was just COOL, okay? She wondered if they'd make theirs move...or if she'd have to go talk to another professor about it. Like Quiggles or something.

So they were well preserved...because no one read them. Wow. Eden knew the times had been bad during the Middle Ages...but seriously? WOW. She blinked a lot and scribbled that down in her notebook.

She raised her hand. "Well...I think that they kept them for decorative purpose...and also, the gold and silver are kinda' fancy...maybe it made people look FANCY when visiting other people....a sign of wealth and prestige or something." That made sense to her.

OH INSTRUCTIONS.

She did the crazy amount of folding, which essentially was folding the parchments into quarters, and pulled out her wand. Had she ever used magic in this class before? Eden couldn't remember, but here she went--"ADHERO!" she cried, and the spine and everything all stuck together. Now for the decorative pages. Eden folded those, too, and put them in the proper spots with the 'adhero' spell.

Lookin' goooood, McGee.

She bounced in anticipation for the next part. ^_^

[laurange]

"I think that guy's right," Brian said, inclining his head at Ethan. "People probably got the books as a status symbol. They had silver and gold on them and they were all handwritten, so you'd have to be rich to get a hold of them since they take months to write. It's probably a thing people used to be all self-righteous about. Like they were better than you just because they had an illuminated manuscript." At least, that was how the Hufflepuff saw it. People in general were just always trying to prove that they were better than the other. It was a little bit frustrating. WHY couldn't everyone just calm down and be happy? Sigh.

So there was a ridiculous amount of folding. Brian grumbled a little under his breath as he folded twenty - TWENTY - sheets of parchment into quarters. Somewhere in the process, he also managed to give himself a papercut. "OW!" he hissed, shaking his hand and dropping a bit of blood on some parchment. Whoops. He wasn't about to get up and take another sheet, though, so he just continued folding parchment. And folding the coloured paper.

Taking the normal parchment and holding it against the book spine, Brian closed his eyes and cleared his mind completely. He'd learned from experience that his spells never worked correctly if his mind was going off in about a million different directions at once. Tracing his wand along the book spine, he said very purposefully, "Adhaero." Nothing? Okay. Trying again. "Adhero."

Satisfied with his sticking skills, he took one decorative page and glued it to the front of the thing, with one side on the inside cover and the other on the first page. Brian picked up his wand gingerly and traced another line on the book. "Adhero." YAY. Now his thing wouldn't fall apart. Then, he repeated the process for the back.

He'd hold off the illuminating for now. His finger kinda hurt.

[FearlessLeader19]

"I think that guy's right," Brian said, inclining his head at Ethan. "People probably got the books as a status symbol. They had silver and gold on them and they were all handwritten, so you'd have to be rich to get a hold of them since they take months to write. It's probably a thing people used to be all self-righteous about. Like they were better than you just because they had an illuminated manuscript." At least, that was how the Hufflepuff saw it. People in general were just always trying to prove that they were better than the other. It was a little bit frustrating. WHY couldn't everyone just calm down and be happy? Sigh.

So there was a ridiculous amount of folding. Brian grumbled a little under his breath as he folded twenty - TWENTY - sheets of parchment into quarters. Somewhere in the process, he also managed to give himself a papercut. "OW!" he hissed, shaking his hand and dropping a bit of blood on some parchment. Whoops. He wasn't about to get up and take another sheet, though, so he just continued folding parchment. And folding the coloured paper.

Taking the normal parchment and holding it against the book spine, Brian closed his eyes and cleared his mind completely. He'd learned from experience that his spells never worked correctly if his mind was going off in about a million different directions at once. Tracing his wand along the book spine, he said very purposefully, "Adhaero." Nothing? Okay. Trying again. "Adhero."

Satisfied with his sticking skills, he took one decorative page and glued it to the front of the thing, with one side on the inside cover and the other on the first page. Brian picked up his wand gingerly and traced another line on the book. "Adhero." YAY. Now his thing wouldn't fall apart. Then, he repeated the process for the back.

He'd hold off the illuminating for now. His finger kinda hurt.


Having finished with this part of the activity, Adi had nothing to do except to look around at his classmates. And it was because of this that he happened to see when one of his second year Puffs get a paper cut. And there was blood. "Yo, Brian. Is it bad?" The cut, he meant. Those things were usually small but they could be super nasty.

But it didn't seem to be because Brian went back to continuing with the activity though he was having trouble with the spell. Adi was about to encourage Brian to try again but the kid already was. The older Puff smiled slightly. That's it, Brian!

[Holmesian Feline]

Ben had enough of a time listening to what they had to do than paying full attention to the question or questions being asked of them. Ugg...maybe he'd ask Ad-- nope. No sharing of notes with a certain Hufflepuff prefect now. He'd have to hope Angel or AJ managed to get good enough notes on what was being said while he moved to follow along with the instructions on making their own illuminated manuscripts.

First he folded all his sheets of plain parchment, first in half and than in half again as directed by Professor Glendower. One...two...three....four...five...nine...ten...el even...seventeen...eighteen...nineteen...twenty. All were done before reaching for his wand. He'd need to concentrate for the spell and he took a deep breath to gather himself. "Adhero!" The twenty sheets were technically now one as the stack was attached together to make the base of the book.

Now he had to move onto the decorative pages, the sixth year picking which one he wanted to use for which side of the cover. "Adhero!" he cast on the front decorative page to get it attached to the cover. When he checked it and found it had worked, Ben tried it on the other side. "Adhero!" There...the front of the book was finished, at least in these steps. Repeating the process on the other side with the other decorative paper, he had more than a good start.

And a sigh of relief.

[WhittyBitty]

So they were all right about the use of silver and gold adding something special to the books. Go them. It was the preservation that surprised Lux more than anything. Illiteracy was THAT high in the middle ages? She couldn't imagine living in a society where most people couldn't read. It was mind-boggling.

Another question was asked, and she immediately raised her hand to answer. "Because they are pretty and people like pictures." Or well...most people did. Maybe there were some exceptions. She herself liked illustrations even if a lot of the books she read didn't have them.

Carefully following instructions and watching Professor Glendower's demonstration, Lux began working on her illuminated manuscript. She already had some ideas of what she was going to put on it. Each piece of parchment was folded in half and then folded in half again. Once finished, she stacked them neatly. "Adhero!" Now she had them all glued together. She was doing this like a pro.

Yay!

More folding, but of the decorative papers this time. "Adhero!" There. She had a sheet half attached to the inside cover and half attached to the front page. The exact same process was completed for the back of her manuscript, and Lux was completely caught up. Patiently she waited for Glendower to move on to the next steps.

[Weasley174]

Angel smiled as she raised her hand. "Professor, is it because they looked so amazing and maybe because they wanted to own something that would be of value."

Angel then got on with the work that the Professor told her to do, she picked up a piece of parchment and folded it in half, she then folded it in half again, so that she had it like the Professor had showed her, she then did it with a second piece of parchment and then a third and fourth until she had done it with all twenty piece of parchment that she had, she hadn't realised that it would be so time consuming.

Angel then stacked them neatly together and then got her wand out. "Adhero!" Angel did the wand movement and smiled as she got the spine of the book, this was awesome.

Angel picked which decorative paper she wanted for the front cover and smiled as she folded it in half "Adhero!" Angel smiled as she made sure she did exactly as the Professor had said and soon the front of the book was looking good.

Angel then picked up another decorative paper and folded it in half. "Adhero!" Angel did the wand movement and put this one on the back of the book, making sure half was inside the last page and half was on the outside of the last page. She was totally enjoying this lesson.

[Lissy Longbottom]

Wow, making books like this was HARD work. Thank goodness they had magic! But why would someone want a book if they couldn't read it? Well, the reason that most people wanted useless objects - reputation. He raised his hand to jump into the conversation. "They want the satisfaction of knowing they have an expensive, rare item. Even if they can't use it. It makes people feel important," he explained.

And now...onto this book building thing. He took his parchment and folded it in half. Then he folded it again. And then he started with the next stack...until he had a nice stack of folded parchment. He then took his cover and waved his wand muttering "Adhero!" as he did so. Viola! He had a blank book!

[Sararara]

Norah put her hand up quickly in response to the little question, 'cause the faster she went the faster she could get to the art stuff. "They're pretty and cool looking, just like the paintings we hang places except even cooler 'cause they're shiny." OKAY that was done. Book making time. Awww yeah. Well, first note taking time and THEN book making time but she was one step closer, okay? That meant excitement.

Once she'd recorded the information Professor Glendower had added, she pushed her note-taking parchment to the side and brought the stack of pages towards her. She folded the first one in half one way, and then other, and set it to the side. Aaaand again. Fold, fold, fold, fold, fold, fold. That went on for ages 'cause 21 whole pieces of parchment was a lot. By the time she was almost done, the fourth year was half-ready to just make some paper airplanes and be done with it, but the pull of using that gold ink was much too strong. So, folding it was. See that? Thinking before she acted. It happened once in a while. She brought the folded parchment into a nice pile, and placed them on the spine of her book. "Adhero!" One line traced down the spine and TA DA! All stuck.

With eyebrows furrowed in concentration, the Hufflepuff carefully folded one piece of decorative paper in half and cast "Adhero," as she used her wand to draw a line on the inside cover and first page of the book. Sticky stick stick. Aaaand again. "Adhero!"

Norah sat on her hand again with the book all assembled, tapping her feet on the floor because all the coloring stuff was still SITTING there waiting to be USED. It was BEGGING okay? The whole entire rainbow. Begging. What kind of cruel class was this.

[emjay]

"Yes, basically they were status symbols and very nice to look at. They were expensive, at least the first ones were, so some of the wealthier people owned them." Plus, it was to show godly reverence, but she'd rather not get into a religious discussion. Nessa continued to weave through the rows of desks, making small noises of approval as she watched her students get to work. Their books were coming along nicely.

"Nice work so far, everyone!" She could see that a few of them weren't quite finished, but they still had time to catch up. "Once you have your book assembled, it will be time to add some decoration and illustration to the pages. We will be using these books to write in later, so keep that in mind, but otherwise the decorating and illustrating is up to you in how much, what kind, and where. And make sure to add some illumination with gold or silver ink!" That was one way they'd relate their own books back to the originals.

"Once you are finished with your illustrations, perhaps you'd like to animate them." That was optional, but a fun addition. "This spell is similar to the one used to animate portraits, but it is much more basic. Whatever portion you decide to animate will just move in the same manner repeatedly." They wouldn't be able to have a conversation like she could with the portraits around the castle nor would they seem to have minds of their own. But it still made things much more interesting.

She picked up a piece of parchment that she had already drawn a jewel-encrusted bird on and held it up to show the class. "What you need to do is trace the part of the drawing that you'd like to move and clearly speak, Animatae." She demonstrated this for them, tracing the lines she drew of the bird with her wand, commanding Animatae. The bird then flew from one corner of the page to the next, then again.

OOC - Again, make as many posts as you need for this last part of the activity. There is still time to catch up if you missed earlier steps. We'll be wrapping class up in 32ish or so hours, then Nessa will give further instructions on what they'll be doing with their books.

[Sararara]

FINALLY. Norah didn't bother with writing down the last bit of notes Professor Glendower said, 'cause as soon as she brought her hands to the table her fingers went right to the colored pencils. OH YEAH. This was going to be radical. She opened the book to the first page and drew a biiiig red arc, followed by an orange one and then yellow and then all the colors in the rainbow PLUS extra shades of purple because that was the best color. Humming a tuneless song as she worked, she rested her chin on the table and used the fancy shmancy gold ink to trace clouds at the ends of the rainbow. She moved next to the sparkly ink that was all hers, and drew a unicorn tap dancing on the rainbow because it was her book and she could do whatever she wanted. The unicorn kind of looked more like a dog with a stick on it's head, so she drew an arrow and wrote 'Unicorn' just to make sure everybody knew. Just 'cause art was fun it didn't mean it was easy. That bit was annoying. Under the rainbow she drew a giraffe, 'cause they had long necks and in whatever world this picture was of giraffes could reach all the way to the rainbows in the sky. Because she said so. This had to be what it was like to be QUEEN. Or a prefect. Same thing, really.

Satisfied with the page, the fourth year thumbed through the pieces of parchment until she got to the seventh page because her birthday was on the seventh so it just made sense. She used the fancy pants gold ink to draw a big ol' trunk for a tree, adding a halo of green and pink leaves because pink leaves were cool and would totally be everywhere if she got to be in charge of the whole nature thing. She added a couple of sparkly birds into the drawing because sparkles were still very important, using her colored pencils to color a nice orange nest for them. She leaned back and chewed on her lip in the most artist-y way she could think of. It needed something else. With a small smile Norah added her and Sebby and Marcel all up in a the tree having a tea party, except they were made of sticks because stick figured were a whole lot easier than the normal kinds. Okay, she and Sebby were having a tea party and Marcel didn't drink tea 'cause he didn't like it. He was a weirdo like that.

Norah picked up her wand and pointed it at the glittery birds. "Animatae." She beamed as the birds began to fly back and forth across the top of the page. Holy guacamole. BEST DAY EVER.

[Kolyander]

As she waited for the next set of instructions Hady lightly drummed her finger tips against her knee. It was a quiet form of distraction to keep herself busy. The drumming stopped the very moment Professor Glendower resumed speaking and the third year picked up her quill to take down the last bit of notes that she assumed she'd need later. This was the part she'd been waiting for. A chance to decorate her book and she had some ideas already in mind.

Opening her book she got to work on the first page. It was time to draw whatever she wanted. Lightly nibbling on her lower lip she picked up a brown colored pencil and began making what looked to be random lines drawn here and there all around the parchment soon followed by other lines close to the first. She then switched colors for a green one which was used to make leaves everywhere...this was done in several shades of greens with a few random leaves or yellow, orange and red. Hady then continued on making some bushes here and there as well followed by half the top portion of the page being a light blackish-gray color for the night sky. White stars were then made above the tree tops in the sky. There was an oddly drawn owl sat in one of the trees that resembled her owl Riddick back home. Lastly she draw a small bunny peeking out it's hole in the ground as well as a large snake dead center in the middle of the forest ground. This was her baby Aime back home.

Remembering that she needed to still use the silver ink she grinned knowing what to do. She began to out just a few things, one very large star in the sky, the small bunny, the owl and then the snake. With that done she pulled out her wand and very carefully began to trace the outline of the python while reciting clearly, "Animatae." Right before her eyes it began to slither back and forth across the 'dirt' area in her drawing. Now this was epic!

As she watched her draw come to life Hady had a thought and raised her hand, "Professor could we make more then one thing in the drawing move?" That would be alright wouldn't it? Like maybe the bunny as well?

[FearlessLeader19]

It was safe to say Adi was enjoying this lesson (minus the whole Benny thing). They were actually going to get to decorate and write in these manuscript thingies they were making! Wheee! So just what was he going to draw for the next step? A variety of stuff! But of course the glorious Hippogriffs had to be first. Using his various coloured pencils, the Puffer drew a paddock with the Griffs then right beside it, a paddock of unicorns! It was his future Griff/Unicorn farm but on a smaller scale, of course!

Flip to the next page! On this one, the Puffer drew a rather oddly Giant Squid with him, Margo and Hady talking to it. On the next page, he drew him and Henric in the Treehouse followed by a rather fat badger lurking in front of the Hufflepuff Barrels and three figures that were supposed to be Professors Hadley, Botros and Glendower.

Yeah, yeah. Adi knew he was missing a drawing of him and Benny, which on a good day would have had been the first thing he would have done. But he wasn't feeling it. Instead, he drew stick figures of all the persons he knew at Hogwarts in their respective House colours. Even the Professors were not forgotten. Bu then he had an idea! Grabbing more pencils, Adi drew another stick figure that was Benny and then one that was him... the expression on his face was one of anger and hurt while his once best friend had a sad and jealous look. Gus was poking out of Benny's pocket. It was safe to say this represented their falling out shortly after they hung out at the Pathways and tested their potions.

[Felixir]

Well, obviously, there were a few things Toby was totally going to add to his book illustrations. He was mainly planning to do a bunch of border decorations and all that, especially Quidditch things because Quidditch was basically his life. And also cows, because he loved cows. Other than that, he wasn't really all that sure what illustrations to do, as he still didn't know what exactly they'd be writing about, because surely it had to match?

Buuuuuuuuuut, seeing as they were allowed to just get on with it, Toby figured that maybe it didn't actually matter what they put, as long as it was an illustration. That worked for him, so he quickly got to work drawing up cool borders and the odd full-page illustration, mostly focusing on Quidditch (with quaffles and bludgers and beater's bats and hoops and golden snitches and keeper's gloves and brooms) but also animals (a full page dedicated to all his pets, past and present, and all kinds going around the edges of some pages), more cows (even though they were already included in the pets), and also a whole bunch of flowers, too. Flowers were awesome.

It took ages. AGES. And Toby wasn't all that good at drawing, unless the subject was plants, and his concentration kept wandering and he COULDN'T keep still. But... he'd done his best. He'd tried. That was important, right?

Finally setting down his quill (he'd been adding gold to the golden snitches, and some of the flowers, and especially to the animals), Toby stretched out his hand to ward off cramp and automatically looked up and around at everyone else. He watched a couple other kids work for a while before finally retrieving his wand. After spinning it around his fingers ones or twice, he flipped to a certain page in the book and nodded to himself. Okay. He'd start with a Quidditch illustration; that could look cool if it were animated.

[PhoenixRising]

Aha! So she was on the right track with picture books and although she probably should have elaborated more, and on an exam she would have, right now she was just focused on learning and note-taking more than elaboration.

After she finished jotting down the last bit that the Professor spoke, she followed her peers up to collect her supplies. Parchment and markers. And another fun fact; the illuminated manuscripts were used for display not handled?!? Interesting. Quickly jotting that tidbit down, even though she was sure she'd recall it now if she heard the term on an exam, she awaited for the next step for what they were to be doing. Making their own manuscripts no doubt.

Carefully taking one piece of parchment from her stack, she folded it in half and then again. Thinking now, Tia wasn't sure she had enough design ideas for that many pages. Though they were somewhat small, since they were quarter of a page, but still. Nonetheless, she repeated the process of folding each parchment until she'd folded the stack of parchments. And following the professor's lead, drew a line down the spine of the book cover for where she'd need to attach the parchments. "Adhero," the fifth year practiced first without her wand, even though it was a familiar charm. "Adhero," she said again, this time pressing the book pages into the center of spine.

So they didn't need to illustrate the entire page for ALL the pages because they needed writing room. Which meant she could focus on maybe some solid decorative pages and leave some room in the middle of the book for her writings. Tia sat for a moment studying the examples that the professor passed around as she debated on her drawing and possible animation choices.

[RandomRaven]

Okay then, he already gathered the stuffs that he's gonna need to make this manuscript. Parchment, decorative paper, ink, and other else. He watched Glendower carefully demonstrated the steps. First, the parchment. Jackson grabbed a piece a parchment and folded it in half, then folded it in half again. He did that to the other parchment until all of them were already folded. Wow, he needed to folded twenty parchment!

Then he stacked all the parchment together and used the sticking charm to glue them at the end into the spine of your book cover. "Adhaero."Okay then, what's next? The Korean guy then picked the decorative and followed the Professor's step, folding them. Then using the sticking charm, he glued half of it to the inside cover and the other half to the first page. He made sure that everything were glued perfectly. Good.

Move on to the next step.

Drawing? Oh damn it. He didn't know what should he draw and his drawing was terrible! Sigh. Well uh... Maybe he's gonna draw things in stick figures. Hmmm.. What should he draw? Okay, first he drew himself (in stick figures) playing piano because he loooooves piano. He also drew himself singing and then... he drew him, Ethan and Leah acted together at Ancient Runes class and the last he drew Leah and him hanging out together at the Hogsmeade. He still left some pages for writing too.

And of course he wanted to make the drawing moving because it's a wizarding manuscript, right? With his wand, he traced the part of the drawing and cast the spell. "Animatae." He did it at his first drawing, himself playing the piano. Hehehehe, he watched the drawing like uh... playing the piano. He should try this spell to the next drawing too!

[FearlessLeader19]

Was Adi all set to animate his very bad drawings? NOPE! there was just one more he needed to do. He tried to make this one the best of all the others because this was going to be depicting him and AJ in Sugarplums, the very first time they met. He grinned stupidly to himself as he recalled the silly story he had made up about Chocolate Frogs. To bad she hadn't totally fallen for it. Hehe.

Anwayyy, yada, yada, yada... stick figure Adi and AJ, various candies on display and whatnot. Of course he added some gold ink as he had done with the other drawings. NOW he was done and all set to animate! "Animatae!" he said as he traced over stick figure AJ then repeated the process for his sticky self. Hehe. Look at that! Stick Adi seemed to be talking a whole lot while stick AJ was laughing. COOL!

Onto the other drawings! The Hufflepuff got some Hippogriffs and Unicorns running around in their paddocks by repeating the spell; Hady taking a picture of the Squid with her camera; Henric babbling in the Treehouse as he examined Chocolate Frog cards; and the badger trying to tap the Barrels correctly in order to enter the Puff common room. LOL! The badger was the most amusing of all. Seriously, his paws couldn't reach the upper barrels even if it stood up on hind legs.

[Sararara]

Norah scratched her nose with the back of her quill as she rifled through the pages of the book and stopped somewhere in the middle. Hmmmm. What next? A grin spread slowly across her face as she dipped the quill in the golden ink and drew a tree branch sticking out from the side of the page. Exchanging her quill for a colored pencil, she drew pink leaves along the edge of the branch, some of them shaped like hearts because why not? She used her own sparkly ink this time, adding thin lines down from the branch, and a blobby seat at the end for a swing. Setting her quill down again, she looked sideways at it and smiled even wider as she went for at bright red pencil. A cat! A cat could be on the swing 'cause cats were totally awesome. And it could be red because red was a fun color, except when it meant tomatoes because those were gross. Once the cat was finished, although its proportioned were vaguely horrendous, she used the gold ink to draw long whiskers coming out of it's face. When she moved her hand away, she smudged one of the whiskers accidentally, her eyebrows creeping together at the sight of the golden blob now coming out of the cat's face. Er. What could that be. Norah squinted it at it. A fish! It could be a fish. A gold fish, geddit? It was just coming out of the cat's face for...reasons. She added a set of fins to the blob. Ta da!

She picked up her wand and cast "Animatae!" on the swing, beaming once more as it went back and forth, back and forth on the page. Good thing it wasn't a real cat, 'cause those didn't really like swings probably. Not that she would KNOW 'cause SOMEBODY (cough MUM cough) wouldn't let her have one. Norah eyed an empty spot on the page and then picked up a purple pencil to add in a butterfly. With fancy pants golden spots for shiny reasons. She cast "Animatae" again, on the butterfly this time, and nodded to herself as it began to fly from corner to corner on the page. Aaaaallll done with this page!

The Hufflepuff glanced up at Professor Glendower before turning the page. Did they have time for more drawing? Pretty please?

[Stefan]

Well, even if those ancient people don’t know how to read and write, but still owned a prized manuscript, then they can still be classified as smart. Why? Gold and silver are the perfect investments, because their value goes higher in a matter of years. He was sure that Cutty will agree with his theory. Yup.

Now onto the drawing stuff. Ethan cleared his desk with the unnecessary materials, and placed the other supplies on the floor. He already knew what he wanted on one of the pages, therefore he needed all the space on his table so he could get started with his illustration. He drew a silhouette of a man in trench coat and deer-stalking hat, with a magnifying glass on one hand. The figure was in a slouched position, looking for clues. He then added borders that consist of geometric patterns that are intertwined, to give his illustration a formal look. He then coloured the image based on how it was coloured in one of his books. For the final touch, he painted the details with some gold ink to make it stand out

Satisfied with his work, Ethan got his wand and imagined the man on his book cover to be walking endlessly. With that image locked in his mind, he traced his wand around the image and said the incantation, “Animatae”.

Ooh. Fancy!

Jackson listened to Professor Glendower's explanation about Illuminated manuscript while he was biting his quill. They're gonna make their own illuminated manuscript. Well, he's not that good in crafty arts so didn't know if he was excited about this activity or not. He saw some replicas of the illuminated manuscript that the Professor showed to them. Hmmm... They looked pretty by the way.

Maybe he should start collecting the materials for creating the manuscript. First, he's gonna need parchment. Lots and lots of parchment. Then he grabbed some decorative paper, muggle colored pencils, and of course the silver and gold ink. Shoot, it seemed like he had to ask the ink from the other students since he didn't get any. The Korean boy then asked Zhenya and Ethan if he could ask their ink. "Guys, I don't get the ink. Do you mind sharing with me?"

Why they had to use the silver and gold ink, by the way?

"Maybe because... to make the manuscript to be easily read." He answered the question. "And I think they used a specific potion to preserve the manuscript, or a preserving charm?" He wasn't really sure about that.

...oh? Ethan looked up as soon as he was done with his first drawing. Oh hey, it's that new kid he met in Divination class! Hello! Hi! "'Course. Here you go, mate." Ethan passed his bottle of gold ink to Jackson and peeked at his work. "Hey...is that me?!" the Slytherin leaned in closer and grinned at Jackson's work. "Noice!" Thumbs up.

The Slytherin refocused himself and doodled on another blank page. He wants to get another drawing done before their class ends though...

[Holmesian Feline]

His book assembled, Ben figured he was ready to move onto illustrating the pages liked Professor Glendower was instructing them. There were so many, the sixth year wasn't sure what he could do on all of them, or at least enough of them to make sure they didn't look boring. The only thing he could think of drawing was dragons...his people were often rubbish so it seemed sad to try an include them in something that was supposed to be compared with such beauty as they had seen.

Besides at this point he was feeling alone. Who would he actually want to draw?

Ben started out by drawing a deep red dragon flying up above the upper left corner of the first page. It seemed as good a place to start. He colored it in, adding some faint ground and vines on the bottom of the page which he continued onto the next to link them. Here he put a lion in the lower right hand corner of the page. The Gryffindor figured the drawn creature would be an awesome place to use some gold...if he managed to get ahold of some of the metalic ink.

He continued on with his drawings; a mixture of curly green vines and the occasional flower and a couple more dragons of various breeds. Soon enough he had most of the pages finished and faced the last blank page. Here Ben paused in his work to think of how he wanted to finish it off, finally drawing a cave in the upper right hand corner and a black Nightfury in the lower left hand corner. The last of his species and alone...like him...it was fitting.

[emjay]

As she watched her draw come to life Hady had a thought and raised her hand, "Professor could we make more then one thing in the drawing move?" That would be alright wouldn't it? Like maybe the bunny as well?While he precious little students worked, Nessa continued to walk around to make sure everyone was faring well and to answer any questions that might arise. But mostly she wanted to see the children's artwork because she loved creativity in any form most of all. She smiled at a few of the drawings as she weaved in and out of the rows of desks, soon seeing Hady's raised hand in the air.

Giving her an acknowledging, the professor headed her way to she what she needed. "Oh, of course you can!" she beamed as she glanced down at the girl's illustrated book. "This is your book, you may illustrate and animate what you like." As long as they still did the writing portion which she would assign later. "What a lovely snake!" She watched as the girl's drawing slithered on her page before checking on the rest of the class.

He continued on with his drawings; a mixture of curly green vines and the occasional flower and a couple more dragons of various breeds. Soon enough he had most of the pages finished and faced the last blank page. Here Ben paused in his work to think of how he wanted to finish it off, finally drawing a cave in the upper right hand corner and a black Nightfury in the lower left hand corner. The last of his species and alone...like him...it was fitting.
Nessa continued on, pausing here and there to look at the drawings, especially to see how they'd animate if students so desired to add that bit of magic. Stopping near Benjamin's desk, she glanced at his drawings. How intricately detailed! "Such lovely drawings! You really have an eye for detail," she beamed, her eyes taking in the entire page. Buuut... she noticed that he was at the last page. Was that because he had completed the rest of the book with illustrations or had he spread them out and was just filling in the last page too? "I do hope you saved some pages for the writing I said that we'd be doing later," she smiled. If not, he'd have to add more pages. This wasn't just for pictures.

[Holmesian Feline]

Nessa continued on, pausing here and there to look at the drawings, especially to see how they'd animate if students so desired to add that bit of magic. Stopping near Benjamin's desk, she glanced at his drawings. How intricately detailed! "Such lovely drawings! You really have an eye for detail," she beamed, her eyes taking in the entire page. Buuut... she noticed that he was at the last page. Was that because he had completed the rest of the book with illustrations or had he spread them out and was just filling in the last page too? "I do hope you saved some pages for the writing I said that we'd be doing later," she smiled. If not, he'd have to add more pages. This wasn't just for pictures.


Ben had been so distracted in his work to try to avoid thinking about the bad stuff in his life that he hadn't registered that Professor Glendower had taken to walking around the classroom to look over everyone's progress. It wasn't until she complimented him on his drawings that he noticed her presence, half-jumping him his seat in the process before he could catch himself.

Good going Atreyu!

"Um...thank you Professor," he said quietly, hoping he didn't look all red from his reaction. Even though he was certainly embarished on the inside. "There's plenty of room..." the Gryffindor assured her as he absently showed her the various pages and how he had been sure to just do borders and corners so that most of the page was still useable for writing. Wasn't that what they were supposed to do? Wasn't that what he had seen in the manuscripts?

Cue the nerves that told him he might be doing something wrong.

Another bad feeling to top the rest.

[Felixir]

Toby animated the snitches first, just because they were shiny and his attention was immediately drawn to them. He traced his wand around the wings, but then changed his mind and went around the entire thing. "Animatae." At first he'd been wanting to make the wings flutter, but now he'd cast it on the entire snitch, Toby could watch as it flew around the edges of the page, over and over.

He repeated the process a few more times, focusing on the bludgers, quaffle, and broom. "Animatae," Toby said, tracing around all the lines of the drawings in question. "Animatae."

It was super neat to watch, even if you weren't great at art and your drawings weren't so brilliant. Really cool stuff. Toby didn't think he'd ever quite get over how amazing magic could do. Bringing pictures to life still basically blew his mind.

He flipped through a few more pages, coming to a halt where he'd drawn his pets and other animals. Obviously, these were in need of animating.

"Animatae," Toby repeated, tracing his wand around the drawings of the animals. At first he started by only animating sections of the animals, like the tails or the heads or something, but soon Toby started to feel guilty. Like he was trapping the rest of the drawings into being stationary. He didn't like the feeling, so soon enough he'd totally animated every part of the drawings on the page. Again he watched as they traversed the parchment, feeling happy that they had that sort of... freedom. No more being trapped into standing static. He only wished he could make them more alive, like their real life counterparts. It would have been brilliant to see Finn again, come to life in the form of a moving drawing. This, though, was good.

Again, Toby flipped through his book, trying to decide what else, if anything, he should try to animate. Some of the cows which lined the borders, perhaps?

[MudInMyBlood]

Sweet baby unicorns. Not only were they able to draw some super wicked sketches, but they were going to be able to animate them as well. AJ watched as the professor brought hers to life. So cool. Yup, a gold animated unicorn was happening. EEP. The lion was far from an artist, but she was sure that she could make something that resembled her beloved beauties.

Too bad they had to write in them. She would have been totally cool with just a picture book. Hopefully they didn't have to write a lot because just thinking about that made her hand cramp. Creating a children's book though... now THAT had potential.

Time to draw unicorns. The anticipation was killing her. Selecting a silvery looking colored pencil, AJ got straight to work. She bit down on her tongue while a tiny piece stuck out from her mouth. Full concentration was happening here.

First she drew a mommy and daddy unicorn. No parents could be complete without some unicorn babies. That went for all types of parents... including humans. Before she knew it unicorns were ALL over one page. Was there enough room for AJ on the page? Looking over her work she found a spot right in the middle of the page. AJ drew herself to the best of her ability and drew some hearts above her head.

So in love she was. AJ took a moment just to admire the beauty. No words were going on this page. Whoops.

[Jessiqua]

Once Zhenya had assembled her book, Professor Glandower gave them more instructions for what to do next. Well, the book would be for them to write in later, so Zhenya didn't want to go drawing on all of the pages. Instead, she had a flip through the many pages of the book to have a think of what she would do and where. Perhaps she would have to have a 'this book belongs to' page, and then maybe a large drawing on the following page and, perhaps the last page. But the middle pages, perhaps she could do some fancy borders to get ready for when they wrote in them. Yes, that's what she would do.

She would add the silver and gold last, but firstly she picked out some colours for her title page. She chose a dark red, dark purple, dark blue and dark green and started to draw a 'Z' as fancy as she could. It was nice and large too, aligned on the left, but in the centre of the page. Once her fancy Z was complete, she drew 'henya' in smaller, but still pretty, writing next to the Z. Once her name was complete, she added 'This book belongs to' up the top, in much smaller writing, but very neat. Now she drew a fancy and detailed border around that page, framing her first page. With that done, she decided silver would be pretty on this page, and she added a bit of silver to the Z and the border.

Now she wanted to draw a photo. She decided she might like to draw one of her grandparents house in Russia. The house was a little wooden Dacha out near the lake. It was their primary home now that they were both retired, but there were enough bedrooms there for others if they wanted to come and stay. Everyone wanted to stay in the summer, to go swimming. So, that was what Zhenya drew, remembering all the details of the surrounding areas. And now she definitely wanted it all to move.

Zhenya watched Professor Glendower demonstrate the spell, then she picked up her wand and traced the Z on her title page, saying "Animatae," at the same time. The colours started to change, alternating between all the dark colours she had used to decorate the letter with. It was cool! Next she wanted to animate the lake neat the Dacha she had just drawn. So, she traced down the lake and said "Animatae," and once she was finished, she saw the water, and the waves she had drawn, gently flow down the page in a continuous stream.

[hermionesclone]

LOLOLOL how freaking late was he?

Grayson must've been in his own land or whatever because one minute he'd been heading back to his seat and the next, the next couple of instructions were being given out. He hardly had time to fully comprehend whatever it was that Glendower had said about folding parchment. It was only when he sat back and looked around at what some of the others were doing that he realised what they were meant to be doing. Making books!

Truth be told, he had noooo idea what he was gonna use this for.

Shrug.

Taking hold of his first piece of parchment, Grayson folded it once and then twice and then placed it on a spot on the table. And this had to be done for all twenty? Sweet Merlin, save him now because this was gonna be a long and tedious process. One that was probably gonna require patience, something that he didn't have too much of. Shame.

A lot of folding took place but at long last, the Slytherin had a bunch of pieces of parchments folded up. Uh huh! Once he made sure that they were all stacked neatly together, he cast a simple, "Adhero!" to glue the end into the spine of the book. There. Done. What was next?

More folding, apparently.

Taking hold of the decorative papers, the boy folded them up as well. He then took one and glued half of it to the inside of the front cover and the other half to the front page. This activity was only making him certain that he was never gonna go into the book publishing business. First of all, it sounded more boring than listening to a lecture about goblin rights and secondly, the amount of work it involved was ridiculous. Just plain ridiculous.

Yeah, and the sticking of the decorative paper was done to the back cover as well. He wasn't stupid, after all.

He did almost miss the next couple of steps, though. Jeez, man.

And illustration? Grayson made a face as he glanced down at his makeshift book. Jeez, what was he meant to draw? Er. Something appropriate for a professor to see and something he wouldn't be embarrassed in Glendower seeing was high up there in the priority list. But that just made it all the more harder. MAN.

Finally deciding on dragons and lizards and potions bottles and Merlin knows what else, Grayson set about drawing some of his favourite items in various pages in the book. If they were gonna have to write in this, he'd rather write about something he actually liked. The only thing missing was a drawing of his face but there was no way he was artistically talented enough to be able to do his face justice.

Sad times, man.

Finally done with the drawings in different coloured inks and all, the bot grabbed hold of his wand again. He furrowed his eyebrows as he traced the drawing of a dragon -- a Chinese Fireball, at that -- and said, "Animatae!" The dragon seemed to roaaaaaaar to life as it spread out its wings and flew around the page. He cast the same charm on some of the other dragons as well and watched as they joined the first one in flight, each dodging each other and flying seemlessly. Man, how freaking cool was this?

[Sararara]

Norah narrowed her eyes at all 21 pages of her book, only a few of them fully illustrated. This was going to take the next five hundred years to fill with drawings, even though Professor Glendower had said they needed to leave room for writing 'n stuff. Who wanted to do that when there could be sparkly drawings instead? Not her, that's who, but she didn't exactly have a choice so writing it was. Maybe Professor Glendower would let her come and use the art stuffs sometime! That'd be radical.

Making a mental note to ask her some time, the fourth year flipped back to the beginning-ish pages of the book and started on putting borders on the pieces of parchment she hadn't drawn on yet. Y'know, in case she actually had to do the whole writing thing. She lined the first one with little mice with golden tails and bright green whiskers. She wasn't entirely sure why she'd chosen mice, but watcha gonna do. Picking up her wand, the fourth year cast "Animatae!" on the mice and watched them scurry around the perimeter of the parchment before turning to the next page. Alrighty. FLOWER time. She used colored pencils in all the colors of the rainbow plus pink which WOULD have been in the rainbow if she was in charge to draw little flowers all the way around. plus a cactus and a little mushroom because those were fun too. There was nothing to animate yet, though, so obviously some animals were necessary too because every page was special and didn't deserve to be left boring and still. Norah drew in some shimmering golden bumble bees, and a little bunny rabbit wearing a sparkly bowtie just 'cause she hadn't used the sparkly ink on this page yet. She cast "Animatae" on the bees and the bunny, then flipped to the next page. POLKA DOT TIME.

[Cassirin]

They were making a book? Like of all the boring, lame type of things to do in one of the classes that was the least boring and lame. Normally. Someone should tell the professor that books were pretty lame... although decorating the books and making them move seemed pretty interesting.

Hm. Dot folded the paper as instructed and carefully fit it together. It was like sewing, in a way, the matching up of seams and then sticking them together. So when she used the "Adhero" spell to stick the pages together, it sort of felt like something she'd done before.

Not that she wanted to be a professional bookmaker or anything, but it wasn't all that bad.

[WhittyBitty]

This class was so much fun!! Could they do arts and crafts every lesson? Lux would never object to it because she got to be an artist and colour things in. Colouring was a lot of fun and she loved it.

What to draw first??

Lux was going to start with her and Bay because he was her love. Stick figures were her general go to, but for an illuminated manuscript she would try harder. Plus she wanted to make it look super pretty. Slowly and carefully she got to work. First she drew herself wearing a blue spring dress and then she added Bay so that he was holding her hand. A pretty gold border was drawn to add an even more elegant effect; it was made up of connected leaves because she thought it was fancy.

The next few pages consisted of more leaf borders because they would have writing on them. Turning to the fourth (or was it fifth?) page, Lux decided to draw a mermaid in the top left corner. Obviously this was Ariel, so she was drawn exactly how she looked in the movie. This page border consisted of gold starfish because they lived under the sea and she didn't know how to draw Sebastian.

A few pages followed with more starfish borders. Hmm, looked like she was going to do a lot of writing on her manuscript. Turning to a new page, she started drawing different candies. Food was one of her favourite things, and she loved sweets. Ooh, maybe she could do another page with cucumber sandwiches on it!!

[kayquilz]

...okay. So they were making a book thing and ILLUMINATING THEM. Wow. Such magic. Much cool. Eden finished making her little booklet and squinted Professor Glendower to listen to the rest of the instructions.

Oh, she just had to decorate! That would be FUN. Eden decided to paint little birds in trees...that would be pretty, and maybe she could send one to Phoenix...YES. SHE WOULD. IT WAS DECIDED. She was going to send one to Phe--a finished one--so she needed to figure out to simply draw a phoenix that looked good, but with her...lack of artistry skills, this might be hard.

Hmm.

She pulled out her book on phoenix's she always kept in her bag(for Phe reasons) and decided she'd try to trace it through the paper. If only she knew a SPELL for this...hmm...but there were lots of pictures to choose from. For now, she would draw the brown trunk of the tree....which she did, and it looked quite good, too. Eden's skills were looking okay right now! She then draw the leaves in green ink, and smiled because IT WAS LOOKING FABULOUS. She couldn't wait to send it to Phe..UGH HE WOULD LOVE IT. Maybe she'd make it his Christmas present...hmm...

[Weasley174]

Angel had been enjoying this lesson so much but now she was totally lost and was getting a bit frustrated about it all, she wished that she could have just done the writing bit and someone else could do the book cover that would have been a lot easier for her.

Angel then decided that it was time to illustrate her book, she wanted to make her book look pretty, so she decided that she would decorate it with a couple of different things, and she also made sure that she added gold and silver, she wanted it to look professional after all.

Angel finished her first page of drawings, she had decided to put an eagle on this plane, this was going to be amazing. "Animatae!" Angel traced the eagle on the page and watched as it moved back and forwards like it was flying, she wished that it could do more but alas, the Professor hadn't given them the best version and she doubted anyone would want a talking book because it would be scary.

Angel continued to work on her pages, making sure that she left enough room for the writing that would surely be going in the books later, she wanted to know what the Professor wanted them to write it in and she was sure it wouldn't be long until they knew maybe she wanted them to write something important like what they had done on her holidays. She Animated all the creature drawings she had done in the book but left a couple of gold and silver medals she had drawn unanimated and then she looked at the Professor, wondering if she had done it right.

[MudInMyBlood]

Gold unicorns were happening. Picking up the right color, she started to trace the mama and daddies in this color. Before she knew it ALL of the unicorns were traced in gold. Where to put the silver? AHA! AJ could be silver. That would really make her pop in a sea of gold. She traced the sketch of herself in silver. The hearts were traced in red because that just made sense. There.

But she wasn't done just yet. Now that she had some ideas flowing, they just wouldn't stop coming. Who was she to mess with her creative juices? On another page she drew a huge fishing lake and had her and Adi standing side by side with fishing poles in their hands, and their lines in the water. Behind them there was a picnic set up with tons of tacos, chocolate frogs, sodas, and some of her moms homemade death by chocolate cookies.

AJ made sure to make the smiles on both of their faces huge because when they were together intense happiness happened. For good measure, AJ drew a hippogriff flying over their heads. Now everything was perfect. It was time to make her awesome work move.

"Animatae," she cried as she traced over the sketches. Nothing happened though. Of course it didn't. Sigh. AJ wasn't surprised though. Apparently this whole witch thing was still hard for her. "Animatae." This time it worked. The brunette took her time going over every piece until everything was moving. "Wicked..." Who knew books could be so cool?

[nanyjj]

Leah was taking notes. Lots of notes. She was quite disappointed that they would not be acting this lesson, but this theoretical stuff about What is history? and Illuminated Manuscripts was more than interesting too. Definitely points that would appear on her O.W.L.s, yes.

After completing her last sentence, she jumped up to gather supplies. Parchment, decorative paper, book cover and inks. That was a LOT of things, so the Hufflepuff made multiple trips to the front of the room, possibly gaining attention from her peers. Ahem. And YAY they were making their own Manuscripts! This was AMAZING.

... Wait, they had to fold all TWENTY pieces of parchment? Why?? Leah considered stacking all of them together and squashing them into a quarter, but that would be unneat. She wanted her book to be perfect. So she began folding. And folding. And folding. Soon, her signature thing was finished. She decided to practice the spell Adhero in the short break she had. "Adhero," she murmured, causing her notebook to stick together. Oops, she would have to deal with that later on. "Adhero," she repeated, this time drawing her wand down the spine of her book cover.

Next, she folded the decorative papers into half. This was less time-consuming than the parchment. She glued half to the first page, half to the inside cover, another half to the back page and the last half to the back cover. This made the book secure and stable as a whole. A lot of Adhero-ing going on here. Now that she was done assembling the book, she could move on to the DRAWING part. WHEEE.

Leah picked up a colored pencil excitedly but as soon as it was in her hand she realized that she had no idea what she was going to draw. She peeked over her shoulder at her neighbor's drawing but did not get any inspiration whatsoever. To be honest, she could not even tell what he was trying to illustrate. So she continued looking around the classroom until oooh she knew what she was going to draw. The Hogwarts castle! It was going to be a beautiful scene, unless she screwed it up that is, but she was going to try her very best.

After the last bit of the drawing - the Grounds - was sketched out, the Fifth Year flipped a page, exhausted. She was only going to doodle little stuff from now on. In the second page, she drew a bird. In the third, she drew a fish. In the fourth she drew a frog and in the fifth a dragon. In the sixth page, she drew a badger in Hufflepuff colors. Proud of her own artwork, she decided to leave the remainder of the book for writings. Yeah, fourteen pages of words - it would be fun!

And since animation is important, Leah pulled out her wand and followed Professor Glendower's demonstration. "Animatae," she said clearly, jabbing her wand at her badger. Nothing happened. Oh, her wand movement was incorrect. Big shame. "Animatae," she said again, tracing the lines carefully. The Puff badger began doing a sort of dance routine and it was just SO CUTE. Leah laughed out loud and waited for further instructions.

[Felixir]

Yes. Absolutely the cows. There was no question about it, really. Toby NEEDED for them to be able to patrol the edges of these pages. Needed.

Because cows.

One at a time, he directed his focus to the little badly drawn cows that lined some of the pages. "Animatae," Toby would say, tracing the outline of each cow and watching as they started their strange repetitive movements. Still, it was soothing to watch. "Animate."

Soon enough, they were all moving, even the full page drawing of one that he'd done. In fact, Toby had sort of gone a little bit overkill with the animations. Every page had something that moved, be it Quidditch related, an animal, or even flowers swaying in the breeze. But it was pretty, and so totally worth it.

"Moooo."

Yes, he was whisper!mooing at the cows he'd drawn. Because why the heck not?

Cows were awesome.

[emjay]

"Oh, alright," Nessa smiled as she looked at all of Benjamin's illustrations while he flipped through his book for her. "Very well then." It appeared that he had meticulously illustrated each page with lavish borders and illustrations, most of the pages having plenty of room for their writing assignment. She was just making sure so he wouldn't have extra work, but it appeared he had been very focused on working very hard anyway. That was good.. but she wondered about that quiet focus, knowing something had been off about him today.

She moved about the room a little more, happy to see her students hard at work. It was different though, because it was so quiet, unlike any time they might act out a scene from history. Not bad, just different. Nessa stopped near Toby's desk next, mildly impressed to see another book with such intricate decoration. "Such lovely work!" she smiled, though notice of the many Quidditch illustrations prompted a twinge of.. well, something. Get it together, Nessarose.

Clearing her head of all thoughts but those focusing on today's lesson, she addressed the whole class, noticing that she once again went over on time. Oh, well. "Well done, everyone! I see some very lovely illustrations.. and I do hope you've all enjoyed creating your own personal illuminated manuscripts. Today's lesson has come to an end, but before you go, I do want to tell you a little bit about what you'll be doing with your books. As you may have guessed, you will be writing about your own personal histories in these books.. That includes your past and also your present, for it's your story, things that make up your own experiences." And that was what history was made up of, experiences and events that happened to people whether big or small.

"We will start off small for your homework, but this will also be a term-long project." Though she was often a big procrastinator, she found that things often worked best to complete things in smaller bits to alleviate that. "And I do understand that some things in your lives might be too personal to share... Much of it will be up to you how personal you'd like to write things, but the more details you include the better understanding you can have of your own history. And it's up to you who you'd like to share it with, other than me so that I can grade your project." She did hope they knew that she was professional enough to not think of their precious little lives as gossip, though celebrities and colleagues might be a different story.

"There will be more information on your noticeboards about this, but for now class is over.. Please put away any of the supplies that you got out and are finished with. If you'd like to add more illustrations, or decorative initials once you start writing, all of my art supplies are located in the room next door. You are all welcome to use them at any time." She gave them all a beamy smile and stood over by her once covered table to help put things away and answer any question that might come up before they left.

[Stormdancer]

Having stacked her folded parchment in a neat stack, Marsha had taken a while to actually manage to get them to stick together, having eventually gotten help from the Professor, when her spell just wasn’t strong enough to hold all of that parchment together. With a ”thanks, Professor!”, she had then continued to add the decorative front and back pages herself; excited for the outcome… even if her own art skills were lacking. At least she would have made the book from scratch.

However, maybe she could do like squiggles and general drawings. So, she could start with those and figured as she got through the book it could evolve if she had more inspiration. Maybe some animals - yes. Animals, those would feature and maybe some butterflies like in the garden and flowers… Hmmm… That all worked… yes.

However, drawing was slow and she had only illustrated a few pages of the book in front of her when Professor Glendower said that their time was up. She pouted as she looked up. What? Already? Oh man, it had taken her forever to get her book together. No fair. However, that frown turned once again into a big grin as their Professor said that they could continue to edit their manuscipts in the room next door. There was a room there? HOW AMAZING WAS THAT? Wheee.

Grinning, the twleve year old nodded her head along to what they were being told. OH, how cool was that, they would be using them to write their homework in. Hehehe, nice. So much better than plain, boring parchment.

Standing up, Marsha picked up all of the inks and supplies that she had been using and moved over to the table beside Professor Glendower. ”Professor, I’m nowhere near finished illustrating, would it be okay to come down every so often and do a few more pages?” She didn’t like leaving a project half done.

[Holmesian Feline]

Oh good...so he hadn't been doing anything wrong with his book. There was certainly a look of some relief at that bit of news. He didn't have to start over or fix anything. As the professor moved onto other students, Benny managed to retrieve some gold ink that wasn't being used any more, taking it back to his work area to add a metallic touch to his drawings. The lion in particular looked better for the addition.

So into making everything nice, he forgot the option to animate it. And then soon enough Professor Glendower was ending the lesson and explaining the idea of what they would be doing with the book throughout the turn. Ben half-groaned at the thought of writing his history....especially the present of his life. He certainly didn't want to write about himself there.

Any distraction the drawings may have helped with was gone with the news and the Gryffindor simply moved to clean up his area as instructed. Getting up from his seat, he grabbed the couple extra pieces of parchment he had left over and the various inks in his possession, including the borrowed gold, and grudgedly returned to the table to give back what wasn't his.

[Kolyander]

Oh so she could animate as many things as she wanted! Awesome! Hady grinned brightly at the thought already getting several ideas in her head that she wanted to test out later on. "Thank you Professor, she's supposed to look like my snake back home." She replied glancing back at her drawing and watching the snake slither back and forth across the parchment. It wasn't exact or anything but she wasn't really an artist anyhow. Still though she thought it resembled Aime quite nicely. Really it was rather cool looking and fun as well.

It was time to clean up though so any more drawing would have to wait until later on. SIGH. At least she had supplies up in her dorm so she could work on this whenever she liked. However the homework part sounded fun but she'd really have to think about what she was going to be writing down. If it was only something she'd be showing Professor Glendower then it wouldn't be so bad...it was just having others read it that she wasn't sure of.

Carefully packing up all her things into her bag Hady got to her feet and returned all the supplies she used to where they belonged. Slinging her bag over her shoulder she gave a cheerful wave towards the Professor. "Thanks for an interesting lesson Professor!" Now it was time to return to the common room and think about what she might be writing in this book of hers.

[FearlessLeader19]

A term long project, huh? Adi liked those. Yes, he did. He didn't mind sharing about his life. Not that there were many ineresting things there for anyone to know about, anyway. He started packing away his belongings and gathering up Glendower's supplies to take back to the table. "You ready to go, Henric?" The duo could walk back to the Common room together if the other boy had no other thing to do.

With his bag on his left shoulder and the artsy stuff in his arms, he stalked over to the table, not realising Benny was there. "Awesome lesson, Professor, though I do miss the dress up part of the lesson.'' Down the Hufflepuff set all of the borrowed things, Benny's movement catching his eyes. He gripped the container with the gold ink he had used, anger creeping over him again. "You're NOT my best friend anymore since that's the way you seem to want it,'' he managed to say in a firm voice.

Adi plonked down the ink container before heading for the door. Was Henric coming, anyway? If he was, he could catch up with the sixth year.

[WhittyBitty]

Lux was just finishing up her page with the cucumber sandwich when Professor Glendower called for the end of the lesson. Awww, she had wanted to stay and work some more but it was okay. She had illustrations and loads of pages for just writing. They all had awesome gold borders too! Borders were pretty.

Recording her history seemed like fun even though Lux wasn't much of a writer. There might be some things that she didn't want to share with the world, but there was still a lot for her to say. Good thing that she had a lot of pages with plenty of space because otherwise there wouldn't be enough room. She was also glad that she hadn't decided to go down the animated route because it might be distracting.

Supplies were returned to where they belonged and she packed her stuff up, ready to go. "Thanks for the awesome lesson, Professor!" Time to head back to her dorm and take a nap. She would work on finishing up her illustrations later.

[Holmesian Feline]

He heard Adi speaking to the professor close by before he registered the other boy had moved up to the table as well. The next thing Ben knew, the Hufflepuff was speaking to him, saying words that got him right in the gut onto of what had already been going on between them.

You're NOT my best friend anymore

"Wha---" he made out, unconsciously dropping the items in his grasp on the table. The inks spilling onto the parchments. "You were the one wh--" Ben said, trying to speak, but Adi was already turned away from him and heading quickly out the door. The boy calling for Henric to follow him out of the room.

His legs grew wobbly and only him putting his hands on the table, getting his palms covered in the spilled in kept him up as everything seemed to freeze.Why did it feel like time had stopped and everything had gone wrong....so very wrong.

[Felixir]

Huh, what? Toby looked up when he heard Glendower's voice from very closeby, and saw that she was complimenting his work. As soon as he realised that that was the case, Toby smiled at her. "Thank you, Professor." If he noticed any other sort of reaction, he didn't mention it.

Oh, but they were done? No way. Toby was sure they'd not been going for THAT long. He checked his watch, the one he'd got for his birthday from Ella when he came of age, and... yep. Class was PAST over. Wow, that went fast.

Toby was so focused on how bizarrely quickly time had flown by that he almost missed Professor Glendower telling them exactly what they'd be doing with the books. At first he faltered, slightly wary, but she went on to tell them that it was up to them what they put down. Toby chewed at his lip for a moment, thinking, but in the end nodded decisively to himself and stowed his book away in his bag. He'd find a way to keep the entire thing positive.

After returning all the borrowed supplies and packing away his own, Toby grabbed his wand again, automatically started twirling it, and smiled at Professor Glendower. "See ya later, Professor. Thanks for the lesson, it was fun." His mood had been boosted, probably because he'd had the chance to draw cows. After saluting Glendower with his free hand, Toby left the classroom, blissfully oblivious to, uh... any angst in the room.

[Sararara]

Norah's face fell when Professor Glendower announced the end of class, setting her quill down halfway through a swirly border on one of the pages. Did time pass faster when they were coloring or WHAT? Her face brightened immediately, though, when Glendower answered the very question she'd been meaning to ask. And it was the right answer, too, which made it all even better. They could come and color whenever they wanted! Man, that was awesome. She'd have to plan out some more pages and everything.

The fourth year scooped up her rainbow of pencils and the golden ink before walking slowly back to the table to return them. She couldn't just drop it all, that'd be a disaster. Once her bag was packed, she walked past Professor Glendower with an excited spring in her step and gave the woman a little wave. "Thanks for the cool lesson, Professor!" Cool was an UNDERSTATEMENT, but watcha gonna do. She couldn't just start shouting about the coolness 'cause apparently that wasn't polite. Lame.

[MudInMyBlood]

As cool as making the books were, AJ knew there was going to be lots of writing involved. Glendower was a trickster, she was. Let them get all flaily about dancing unicorns and then say that they needed to write about their lives. Nice move, professor. Nice move. That sounded like an awful lot of work. Her hand started to cramp at the though. Could she bride some underclassmen to do her work for her? AJ had very convincing ways about her.

Picking up her supplies, she headed up to the front to put them away. She noticed Adi up there and was just about to turn around when she heard what he said to Benny. Say what? "What's going on? What's with the hostility, my little hufflepuff?" AJ was trying to joke about it because did puffs even get mad? Adi was always happy. This was a first for him. It had to be a joke... only Adi was gone. AJ frowned, and turned her attention back to Benny. "Everything okay?" Dumb question, Valentine. It was so obvious that it wasn't.

Debating on whether or not to drag Benny out the door to find Adi and fix this right now, she bit her lip in concentration. What a weird spot to be in. Her main focus was Adi, but Ben was one of her best friends too. Boys and their drama. Wasn't this a chick thing?

[Weasley174]

Angel was just finishing off everything and was just putting her stuff away when suddenly everything kicked off between Adi and Benny, boy was this going to be interesting... she really had no idea what to do and seriously what had gotten into them both, they were both acting like spoilt children, seriously she wanted to know what this was about and she was going to get to the bottom of this or her name wasn't Angel Valentine... she watched as Adi went out and then saw what Benny had done.

"Need a hand Ben?" Angel asked, to afraid to use his nickname in case he decided to snap at her and before he could say or argue she was on her knees picking a few of the things he had dropped up.

[Holmesian Feline]

Ben hadn't even registered others still in the classroom, even AJ, until she spoke up besides the table as well having clearly witnessed what had just transpired. She questioned her boyfriend but Adi seemed to ignore her. And then her attention was turned to him and the older Gryffindor didn't know what to say.

Everything okay?

How could everything be okay when your best friend just told you you weren't his best friend anymore? Forget that he tried to blame him for it....that would only serve to dig the wound deeper. "Everything's peachy...." he mused lowering his head as he wanted to hide the emotions that he was sure were playing out over his face.

Angel was there next and while she didn't directly respond to the situation that had just happened between him and Adi, she seemed wanting to help. With the mess anyway...the mess he hadn't even registered he had made yet. Ben didn't answer her at first, starring instead at his ink stained hands. "You don't need to..." he assured her as he moved to squat down himself to clean up the mess.

The last thing he needed to do was get a professor mad at him too.

[Jessiqua]

Oh man, Zhenya was just about ready to do the next step when Professor Glandower informed them that the lesson was over. That was all. She wanted to draw more, or start writing, but for now she had to pack up. Zhenya capped the ink and took it back to the front with the coloured pencils and put them neatly in their place. She was glad to know that the supplies would still be available for use if they wanted to use them, because once she got to writing her history she was sure she'd like to draw some more pictures.

Zhenya carefully put her new book into her bag, along with her other supplies she had brought to class, and slung her bag on her shoulder. "Bye Professor Glendower, that was a great lesson, I can't wait to use my book," she said happily.

[Symphora]

Henric was never a good artist so he made incredibly horrendous interpretation of how a Swedish Short snout dragon would look like in his cover page. Ehh...good enough, he would paint it later with silver once he was done attaching all the pages together with a spell,Adhero.
After administrating all that needed to be done, he painted his dragon and breathe life into it.WoOoo. He was going to love this Animate spell. He already thinking up ways to make his book special. Wait..they were going to make a history of their lives? Henric wasn't sure if he was going to like this. He wouldn't want anyone to know about his secretive past.Hmm...should he make it up? It was a long term project so he would have time to think it over again. He got up and packed his things. Henric nodded to Adi"Yeah sure...just let me pack up all of these first,"he said.And when he was done, he followed Adi out but stopped himself when he saw what happened between Benny and Adi. Oh merlin...he rushed to Benny.
"Hey are you okay?"Henric asked,concerned for his good friend.He had no idea why Adi just did that. it was really not nice of Adi, he really should intervene and stop whatever their row was about, it was getting out of hand.

[emjay]

Standing up, Marsha picked up all of the inks and supplies that she had been using and moved over to the table beside Professor Glendower. ”Professor, I’m nowhere near finished illustrating, would it be okay to come down every so often and do a few more pages?” She didn’t like leaving a project half done.Smiling, Nessa watched as Marsha brought up her supplies to put away before leaving. "Oh of course you can! That room is always open, come whenever and how ever often you like." There were plenty of art supplies in there and she would always encourage creativity.

Carefully packing up all her things into her bag Hady got to her feet and returned all the supplies she used to where they belonged. Slinging her bag over her shoulder she gave a cheerful wave towards the Professor. "Thanks for an interesting lesson Professor!" Now it was time to return to the common room and think about what she might be writing in this book of hers.Nessa beamed brightly at Hady as she brought up the extra supplies and she returned her cheerful wave. "You are quite welcome, have a wonderful rest of your day!"

Supplies were returned to where they belonged and she packed her stuff up, ready to go. "Thanks for the awesome lesson, Professor!" Time to head back to her dorm and take a nap. She would work on finishing up her illustrations later."You're welcome, Lux," Nessa smiled brightly as the Huffepuff returned her supplies and turned to leave. "Have a great day!"

After returning all the borrowed supplies and packing away his own, Toby grabbed his wand again, automatically started twirling it, and smiled at Professor Glendower. "See ya later, Professor. Thanks for the lesson, it was fun." His mood had been boosted, probably because he'd had the chance to draw cows. After saluting Glendower with his free hand, Toby left the classroom, blissfully oblivious to, uh... any angst in the room.Nessa returned Toby's smile as he put his things away, intent on leaving the classroom. "Bye Toby," she said pleasantly, returning his salute. "You are welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed it." It was a different pace than many of her lessons, but he did seem to have a rather good time drawing in his book. It was nice to see all different aspects of creativity from her students.

The fourth year scooped up her rainbow of pencils and the golden ink before walking slowly back to the table to return them. She couldn't just drop it all, that'd be a disaster. Once her bag was packed, she walked past Professor Glendower with an excited spring in her step and gave the woman a little wave. "Thanks for the cool lesson, Professor!" Cool was an UNDERSTATEMENT, but watcha gonna do. She couldn't just start shouting about the coolness 'cause apparently that wasn't polite. Lame.Nessa beamed brightly at Norah and gave her a little wave back. "Oh you're welcome, I'm so glad you enjoyed it!" And she could tell that the Hufflepuff truly had. She really seemed to be into creating visual arts. "I hope you'll make use of the Wizarding Suite next door as much as you want." All sorts of arts and crafts supplies there.

Zhenya carefully put her new book into her bag, along with her other supplies she had brought to class, and slung her bag on her shoulder. "Bye Professor Glendower, that was a great lesson, I can't wait to use my book," she said happily."Bye Zhenya," Nessa smiled brightly and gave her a wave as she started to head out. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." And even better that she was looking forward to doing the assignments. Somehow made it less like homework when it was something they really wanted to do.

A term long project, huh? Adi liked those. Yes, he did. He didn't mind sharing about his life. Not that there were many ineresting things there for anyone to know about, anyway. He started packing away his belongings and gathering up Glendower's supplies to take back to the table. "You ready to go, Henric?" The duo could walk back to the Common room together if the other boy had no other thing to do.

With his bag on his left shoulder and the artsy stuff in his arms, he stalked over to the table, not realising Benny was there. "Awesome lesson, Professor, though I do miss the dress up part of the lesson.'' Down the Hufflepuff set all of the borrowed things, Benny's movement catching his eyes. He gripped the container with the gold ink he had used, anger creeping over him again. "You're NOT my best friend anymore since that's the way you seem to want it,'' he managed to say in a firm voice.

Adi plonked down the ink container before heading for the door. Was Henric coming, anyway? If he was, he could catch up with the sixth year.

He heard Adi speaking to the professor close by before he registered the other boy had moved up to the table as well. The next thing Ben knew, the Hufflepuff was speaking to him, saying words that got him right in the gut onto of what had already been going on between them.

You're NOT my best friend anymore

"Wha---" he made out, unconsciously dropping the items in his grasp on the table. The inks spilling onto the parchments. "You were the one wh--" Ben said, trying to speak, but Adi was already turned away from him and heading quickly out the door. The boy calling for Henric to follow him out of the room.

His legs grew wobbly and only him putting his hands on the table, getting his palms covered in the spilled in kept him up as everything seemed to freeze.Why did it feel like time had stopped and everything had gone wrong....so very wrong.

As cool as making the books were, AJ knew there was going to be lots of writing involved. Glendower was a trickster, she was. Let them get all flaily about dancing unicorns and then say that they needed to write about their lives. Nice move, professor. Nice move. That sounded like an awful lot of work. Her hand started to cramp at the though. Could she bride some underclassmen to do her work for her? AJ had very convincing ways about her.

Picking up her supplies, she headed up to the front to put them away. She noticed Adi up there and was just about to turn around when she heard what he said to Benny. Say what? "What's going on? What's with the hostility, my little hufflepuff?" AJ was trying to joke about it because did puffs even get mad? Adi was always happy. This was a first for him. It had to be a joke... only Adi was gone. AJ frowned, and turned her attention back to Benny. "Everything okay?" Dumb question, Valentine. It was so obvious that it wasn't.

Debating on whether or not to drag Benny out the door to find Adi and fix this right now, she bit her lip in concentration. What a weird spot to be in. Her main focus was Adi, but Ben was one of her best friends too. Boys and their drama. Wasn't this a chick thing?

Angel was just finishing off everything and was just putting her stuff away when suddenly everything kicked off between Adi and Benny, boy was this going to be interesting... she really had no idea what to do and seriously what had gotten into them both, they were both acting like spoilt children, seriously she wanted to know what this was about and she was going to get to the bottom of this or her name wasn't Angel Valentine... she watched as Adi went out and then saw what Benny had done.

"Need a hand Ben?" Angel asked, to afraid to use his nickname in case he decided to snap at her and before he could say or argue she was on her knees picking a few of the things he had dropped up.

Ben hadn't even registered others still in the classroom, even AJ, until she spoke up besides the table as well having clearly witnessed what had just transpired. She questioned her boyfriend but Adi seemed to ignore her. And then her attention was turned to him and the older Gryffindor didn't know what to say.

Everything okay?

How could everything be okay when your best friend just told you you weren't his best friend anymore? Forget that he tried to blame him for it....that would only serve to dig the wound deeper. "Everything's peachy...." he mused lowering his head as he wanted to hide the emotions that he was sure were playing out over his face.

Angel was there next and while she didn't directly respond to the situation that had just happened between him and Adi, she seemed wanting to help. With the mess anyway...the mess he hadn't even registered he had made yet. Ben didn't answer her at first, starring instead at his ink stained hands. "You don't need to..." he assured her as he moved to squat down himself to clean up the mess.

The last thing he needed to do was get a professor mad at him too.

Henric was never a good artist so he made incredibly horrendous interpretation of how a Swedish Short snout dragon would look like in his cover page. Ehh...good enough, he would paint it later with silver once he was done attaching all the pages together with a spell,Adhero.
After administrating all that needed to be done, he painted his dragon and breathe life into it.WoOoo. He was going to love this Animate spell. He already thinking up ways to make his book special. Wait..they were going to make a history of their lives? Henric wasn't sure if he was going to like this. He wouldn't want anyone to know about his secretive past.Hmm...should he make it up? It was a long term project so he would have time to think it over again. He got up and packed his things. Henric nodded to Adi"Yeah sure...just let me pack up all of these first,"he said.And when he was done, he followed Adi out but stopped himself when he saw what happened between Benny and Adi. Oh merlin...he rushed to Benny.
"Hey are you okay?"Henric asked,concerned for his good friend.He had no idea why Adi just did that. it was really not nice of Adi, he really should intervene and stop whatever their row was about, it was getting out of hand.As more students began taking their supplies back to the table and started to file out of the room, Nessa smiled brightly at them all, bidding them farewell as they left. Adi was next to leave and the bright smile remained on her face even if he had laid the shocking revelation that he thought history dull mere moments before. "I'm glad you like the dressing up that we often do, but we don't want things to get too predictable.. changing things up keeps it fun!" Or.. at least she thought so. "That may make a reappearance later in term though," she added with a wink.

And what she heard next caused her to frown. She had thought she noticed some sort of tension surrounding the two boys, but the words spoken by the prefect were awfully unkind and it rather stunned her for a moment, not expecting anything like that to be uttered by the boy to his friend. Before she had time to react, some of the other students on their way out either heard the comment or could see the distress it caused Benjamin. Or noticed the inky mess caused. Oh dear.

While she was glad that Benjamin had some friends that were quick to make sure he was alright, she felt a responsibility to intervene. "Prefect Rehman, please come back here," she called to the boy who was on his way out of the room. Turning to Benjamin, she gave him a warm smile. "Why don't we get you cleaned up... I'd like you and Adi help me put the supplies away. Then we can stop in my office for some tea and cookies." Though it may have sounded like a request, it wasn't, but she thought showing some kindness and understanding would go a long way in getting things resolved. "Thank you ladies and Henric for your help," she remained smiling as she spoke to them. She very much appreciated their thoughtfulness but she'd take it from there.

[FearlessLeader19]

Oh dear gosh. There was NO WAY Adi could disrespect a Professor by ignoring them... although he could always say he hadn't heard the woman. Nonono. That would be lying... sort of? Contrary to what Benny may think, the Puffer wasn't one. He reluctantly shuffled back into the class.

"Professor?'' he asked, really wanting to get out of the classroom. He hadn't heard what she said about wanting help. He just stood there toying with the MU badge and occasionally his prefect one. And he was determined not to look at Benny though he did notice the inky mess. Adi just focused on AJ mostly...because, you know. He liked looking at her. Oh and Henric! He was still there. I'll catch you later, Henric.''

[Holmesian Feline]

Ben winched with his shoulders, hearing Henric ask after him. "I'm fine..." he said, a bit more stern then he would have normally used. But then it was the friend-stealer...the one he surely didn't want to deal with right now. Besides, what did he care. He won...he got Adi out of the deal.

And then there was Professor Glendower coming into the situation. Ben sighed softly as she called Adi back, sure to use his title. He in turn got to his feet bracing himself for whatever it was that was coming. The smile, cleaning up with his ex-best friend and tea and cookies in her office certainly wasn't what he expected. No...his first order to the dungeons seemed more likely in all honesty.

Or wait...it was with Adi.

Punishment enough.

And he still registered it as an order, something Adi seemed to do as well as he returned. "Yes Professor." Ben couldn't look at him...or Henric...yet he wished the girls were allowed to stay. If only to temper the negativity. But alas the other three were excused and the sixth year could only stand there, awaiting what came next.

[Symphora]

Henric was a little taken aback by Benny's tone towards him, it caught him off guard for a moment. Why did everyone he was close to getting mad or ignoring him? What did he do wrong? He was only trying to help Benny...he didn't mean to upset him further.But all Henric could do was to bit back his tongue, and stood back a little.He turned around to hear the professor finally intervened, she was going to repimand Adi and Benny? Were they going to get punished together? He hoped Professor Glendower could fix whatever broken relationship they had...he really did. He nodded solemnly back at the professor while staring at the mess on the floor. He heard AdI's voice and looked back up again.He still did not approve of what he did... Adi was acting the same way he was bullied in the past and he didn't want that sort of thing repeated all over again right in front of his eyes. He furrowed his brows and decided it was best to leave everything to the teacher in charge. But as soon as Adi came back to the commonroom, he would want to have a serious chat with him. Giving them a last look and a nod to the professor, he walked out of the classroom.

[emjay]

Oh dear gosh. There was NO WAY Adi could disrespect a Professor by ignoring them... although he could always say he hadn't heard the woman. Nonono. That would be lying... sort of? Contrary to what Benny may think, the Puffer wasn't one. He reluctantly shuffled back into the class.

"Professor?'' he asked, really wanting to get out of the classroom. He hadn't heard what she said about wanting help. He just stood there toying with the MU badge and occasionally his prefect one. And he was determined not to look at Benny though he did notice the inky mess. Adi just focused on AJ mostly...because, you know. He liked looking at her. Oh and Henric! He was still there. I'll catch you later, Henric.''

Ben winched with his shoulders, hearing Henric ask after him. "I'm fine..." he said, a bit more stern then he would have normally used. But then it was the friend-stealer...the one he surely didn't want to deal with right now. Besides, what did he care. He won...he got Adi out of the deal.

And then there was Professor Glendower coming into the situation. Ben sighed softly as she called Adi back, sure to use his title. He in turn got to his feet bracing himself for whatever it was that was coming. The smile, cleaning up with his ex-best friend and tea and cookies in her office certainly wasn't what he expected. No...his first order to the dungeons seemed more likely in all honesty.

Or wait...it was with Adi.

Punishment enough.

And he still registered it as an order, something Adi seemed to do as well as he returned. "Yes Professor." Ben couldn't look at him...or Henric...yet he wished the girls were allowed to stay. If only to temper the negativity. But alas the other three were excused and the sixth year could only stand there, awaiting what came next.Nessa began picking up some of the knocked over supplies and cast Tergeo over the spilled ink. Something was certainly going on with these two boys, but first things first. They'd help her put her things away and then they'd all have a nice little chat to get to the bottom of it, hopefully resolve their issues with each other, and be well on their way to being great friends again.

Still smiling, she looked up at Adi as he came back over. She really had no doubts that he would. Nessa knew he was a responsible and respectful boy, there was just something else going on. But as it appeared that he did not hear her instructions to Benjamin as he was near the door, she felt the need to repeat herself for his benefit. "As I told Benjamin, I'd like the two of you to help me put these supplies away." Even if she hadn't felt a need to help them resolve things, she could still use a hand as there was a lot to return. "Then once we are done with that, I'd like the two of you to spend a little time in my office. We can talk a little bit over tea and cookies."

Her firm but friendly smile remained on her face to let Adi know just as she did Benjamin that this was not just a request. "Good.." she said, still smiling, and nodded to the Griffindor as he expressed his compliance, before giving Henric a smile as well as he turned to leave. "Have a nice rest of your day, Henric." Then she turned to the two boys remaining as she loaded up her arms with stacks of leftover parchment. "If you could take what you can, we'll go next door to put everything away." And she knew that they'd remain civil to each other as she would stay in close proximity. She headed for the door, expect them to pick up supplies and do the same.

[MudInMyBlood]

Yeah, that was a sarcastic "just peachy". Well, she didn't have to worry about going after Adi because the professor was calling him back. Henric, Angel and herself were all being dismissed at this point. As much as AJ wanted to stay this wasn't really her place. Maybe Glendower would be able to get the boys to see reason.

"Yes ma'am. Thanks for the awesome lesson." AJ clapped Benny on the shoulder and tried to send him a mental message saying that everything was going to be all right.

As Adi made his way back into the room, she gave him a hard look. "He's your best friend..." So remember that. What could have happened that was so bad that he would throw all that away? She would find out soon enough.

Without another word she waltzed out of the classroom.

[Holmesian Feline]

He wasn't paying any attention to Henric, not even noticing the younger boy's reaction to his own tone. The Hufflepuff was of no care to him since Ben was sure that he wanted to blame everything that was happening right now on him. Best Friend Stealer. That would be his nickname...not Henny. Un-loyal Badger....just like Adi--no...Aditya. That was for sure.

Instead Ben followed Professor Glendower's lead to start to clean up. "Scourgify," he cast on his hands to clean them up a bit while the woman removed the spilled ink from where it had fallen. With his skin no longer in danger of making any more of a mess than he already had, the Gryffindor began silently gathering various items up while the situation was explained to the other boy in the room.

The boy who shall not be named.

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he froze in place. He turned to spot AJ and tried to decipher the look she was giving. It was the look that was aimed as Adi, plus the words that said more however.

Was the younger lion sticking up for him with her boyfriend?

He pushed the thought aside knowing he didn't want the girls in the middle of his fighting with Adi. A brief glance was sent to Angel before he moved on. The sixth year switched gears, moving to follow Professor Glendower so he could return what he held to wherever it belonged.

[FearlessLeader19]

Adi said nothing in return to AJ's remark. Yeah, he KNEW that but when he had tried explaining that to Benny earlier, the Gryffindor had chosen to ignore it and be all jealousy. He instead now focused his attention on Glendower and her friendly smile. "Sure, Professor.'' He could do that and at the same time pretend Benny was not around. Mhmmm. Oh! Cookies! Yes! Adi would like cookies. Though he had a feeling what sitting in her office would entail, no one could ever keep him away from the treats.

And grabbed as many of the things as his hands would allow him to before following Glendower and a certain Gryffindor out of the room. Adi was careful to remain at a fair distance away from said Lion lest the urge to dump all the supplies on him took over especially since he had calmed himself down before re-entering the room. He would just think of those cookies now. Yup.