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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe
Was it just those two? Or had someone spiked the third year Slytherin's pumpkin juice with a potion that morning?
"Congratulations on your success, Miss Shepard. Perhaps without frenzy next time?" He held out his hand. "I'll take the egg."
YES!
Even though Kingsley didn't come out and say it, he knew she was AWESOME! He just didn't want the whole class to hear him say it, that's all. Nodding her head, she glanced down at the pillow she was holding. The chicken was the one that caused all the frenzy, not her!
Carefully picking up the egg from the pillow, she placed it in the Professor's outstretched hand, "You're not going to eat it, are you?"
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Alex blinked at the Professor and blushed lightly, "Thank you Professor." Alex muttered turning the pillow back into a chicken, "Reverto." Alex wondered how Zane was doing.. because she seemed to have mastered the spell already.. "Pulvinus." Alex chanted swishing and flicking her twisty wand.. and turning the chicken into a pillow for the thir.. fourth time. Yeah she was done Alex thought looking at the pillow.. chicken pillow Alex thought wildly, "Hello Ms.. Chicken Pillow.." Alex greeted staring at the poor pillow that was once a chicken. It was a chicken.. and it was a pillow so it is currently a Chicken Pillow Alex reasoned with herself.
"Once you think you have it, you can revert it and bring the chicken back to its pen. Unless, of course, you'd like to keep practicing."
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Originally Posted by Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
Phooey! Vashti quite liked that chicken-pillow. Square or rectangle pillows were just so...boring. Well, she knew what she was going to do when she got back to her dorm room!
She nodded at Professor Kingsley before turning back to the chicken. "Okay, chicken, you're gonna have to be a square pillow. So cooperate with me." She wasn't really sure why she was talking to the toy - maybe it would be easier to transfigure it this way.
Anyway.
Swish - flick - "Pulvinus!" - pillow! A boring, square pillow. Well, maybe more of a rectangle, but y'know, she wasn't going to be specific. Whether a square or a rectangle, it wasn't chicken-shaped, which was the goal anyway. So yay for a successful Transfiguration!
"Time for a live chicken?" It seemed she'd mastered the toy to pillow practice.
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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu
Ellie beamed. Never would she make a dumb mistake like that again. She could have accomplished this forever ago if she hadn't mixed that up.
"Reverto." she said, turning the pillow into a stuffed chicken again. "Once more." Swish, flick, "Pulvinus." PILLOW! Haha. Magic was so much fun!
After reverting the pillow into the stuffed chicken again, she went back to the Professor's desk to return it and grab some feed. She wanted to have some handy at her desk before the chicken got there.
Then she walked over to the pen and found the least creepy looking one. Picked it up carefully, and tried to carry it back to her seat. She hadn't prepared for it to be all squirmy like that. And it was attempting to flap it's wings around. She fearfully held in close to her body, so it didn't have as much room to move around with. The only problem with this was it's beak. Scary, pointy beak.
Finally, she made it to her chair alive. Once it was on the tabletop, the chicken immediately began pecking at the feed. See, she knew that was a good idea. She gave it a small petting, before she attempted to transfigure it. "Ready to be a comfy cushion, chicken?" she asked it. It wasn't paying attention, but oh well. "Pulvinus!" she said as she swished and flicked her wand at it.
Nothing happened. But that was okay. Because she didn't expect it to.
Okay, again. She tried the whole closing eyes thing once more, because that seemed to help with the stuffed version. Chicken-pillow. Chicken-pillow. Chicken-pillow. Her eyes flung open and she tried the spell, "Pulvinus!" The chicken fluffed up. BAHAHAHA. It looked funny! Err... "Reverto." she said. Now it was properly feathery again.
"Pulvinus!" she said once more. And it still just got all poofy. Ellie laughed. It was actually much cuter this way. She wanted to keep it like this.
Preston walked by, observing the good thinking behind grabbing the feed beforehand. The success of the spell, however, was another story. Preston continued on, confident that she would get it.
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Calm?...
SHE WAS CALM! He was the one that needed to be calm. Eesh. Hanging over her shoulder like that. She needed room to BREEAATHE!
Irritated already by hearing her 'last name', Evelyn watched as he placed another small pile of feed on her desk before telling her...to pretty much calm down. Again. How could she calm down when she was frustrated by him telling her to calm down in the first place? HMM?
Nodding anyways, she took the few deep breaths like instructed before pointing her wand at the pillow that was already devouring the new feed. How was it still eating!? "Reverto."
Meh, pillow was now a chicken. An annoying dumb chicken, who had an endless put in its stomach. At least she was good at that spell. Alrighty then. Chicken...to PILLOW! Not half pillow, half chicken.
Pillow...
Chicken to pillow...
Yesssssss....
"Pulvinus." she said with a swish and flick of her wand at the chicken. It...it was a pillow! OMG! "I...did it..." Huuuh? Surely there was something wrong with it.
Poking the tan-ish colored pillow, it didn't move or cluck like she was expecting it too. In fact, it wasn't even eating the small bit of feed that was on the desk! Smirking, she picked up and looked at the other side though, juuuust to make sure everything was alright... Aaaand, of course, she wasn't expecting the beak to still be there, but it was clear as the sun in the sky on a hot summer day. Slamming the pillow back down on the desk so the Professor woudn't see, the third year Slytherin smiled before patting the pillow.
"Yea, I got...it." Hehe... yeaaaa...Hurraaayy...
"More practice couldn't hurt, though," Preston said as he walked by, eying the girl. They certainly were acting... strange.
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YES!
Even though Kingsley didn't come out and say it, he knew she was AWESOME! He just didn't want the whole class to hear him say it, that's all. Nodding her head, she glanced down at the pillow she was holding. The chicken was the one that caused all the frenzy, not her!
Carefully picking up the egg from the pillow, she placed it in the Professor's outstretched hand, "You're not going to eat it, are you?"
"No, Miss Shepard, I am not going to eat it." Preston sighed. "I am going to make sure that it won't be a chick, first. If it will, then I'll let the hens care for it. And if not, then I'll send it to the kitchen."
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"Great job so far, everyone," Preston said, addressing the entire class. "A few more practice attempts and then we'll regather to conclude our lesson."
Alriiighty, I'm probably not going to post again tonight, so don't expect an answer to your question before then. Keep practicing the spell and Professor Kingsley will call you all back to conclude the lesson at around noon EST (4pm GMT) so get your posting in
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"Good work!" Preston walked near the Gryffindor, examining the pillow. "Nicely done. Another?"
"Certainly Sir," Patroclus grinned adding "Reverto" and pointing at the pillow on the desk, where once his chicken stood.
POP! Mr Feathers was back, "We did it my friend! How was it for you?" The bird replied with a confused look, then returned to the pile of feed on the desk, "I will take that as an Okay!"
Patroclus prepared to pillow-rize Mr Feathers once more, but this time, he was going to do it alone, without chicken power.
"Pulvinus" the boy spoke, as he swished and flicked his wand, the clear image of the pillow once again in the forefront of his fronts. The movement and the wording were now second nature, so all this brainpower was focused on a perfect transfiguring.
And lowandbehold, he had done it, for there sat the pillow once more, one corner hanging over the feed, "Must have been Feather's head" the boy chuckled.
"Professor, Sir is it possible to use one spell on two chickens and get two pillows, or would you have to say the incantation twice?" the Gryffindor, asked with his hand up.
"Once you think you have it, you can revert it and bring the chicken back to its pen. Unless, of course, you'd like to keep practicing."
Alex nodded, "Reverto." Alex muttered turning the pillow back into a chicken. She then turned the chicken back into a pillow, "Pulvinus." Alex muttered swishing and flicking her wand again.. yeah she had down but what else would she be able to do if she stopped transfiguring the chicken.. other then being bored. "Reverto." Alex muttered turning it back, "Pulvinus." Alex casted again.. hmm.. she was getting bored of the chicken.. a few more times Alex decided and then she would put the chicken back. She poked the chicken pillow once.. just to feel it, felt just like her own nice soft pillow.. only it was a feather pillow naturally.. She disliked feather pillows.. alot.
"How about once more?" After all, that was what class was for.
Rae gave a face that meant she would rather have a giant chicken than a giant pillow. More of a disgusted look than anything though. Still she complied, "Sure professor." and with her confidence so high she performed her spell nonverbally this time. Until it was a big white and gray fluffy giant pillow atop her desk. "It wouldn't hurt to sit on the pillows would it professor?" But without waiting for an answer she leapt on her desk to sit on the giant fluffiness that consumed her desk.
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Preston walked over, hands clasped behind his back and leaned over to look at the pillow with a beak. "I suppose it depends on whether the only thing that remains is the beak, or if some of the chicken's instincts did as well. Best to probably revert it and try again." SHe could, he supposed, stick her hand near it to see, but why would she want to do that?
Gold nodded. She supposed she could check, whether the beak could peck, but she knew it would be better, far better, not to. Which was exactly why she gave up on the idea of petting the pillow, didn't even name this one, and only raised her wand by half an inch,
Re-ver-TOE.
The beck was in motion, again at once. Mr. Peckerz snapped it, as soon as the pillow had vanished, His Fluffy Highness replacing the soft feather-filled item, and Gold realized that perhaps some essence of the chicken had remained in her partially transfigured pillow, after all. Because Mr. Peckerz seemed a little... peck-ier than usual.
"There, there, Mr. Peckerz," she said, placing him on top of her desk, and offering him some of the feed. To her surprise, this seemed to calm the chicken down, because he hopped closer and nibbled at what she was holding out. In fact, Gold could just sense the chicken's peace. It couldn't have been more apparent Mr. Peckerz liked to eat.
... and, since his mind was intent upon the feed she was offering him, Gold was going to be sneaky and make use of this opportunity to turn him into a feather pillow, without him trying to peck at her again.
Because all's fair in war and war -- and this was both.
Pulvinus.
She was hardly more successful than the last time she had tried this spell non-verbally because, when she opened her green eyes again, the pillow was there alright, there in all of its feathery glory, but it also supported a coloured beak. In fact, this time round the beak was actually showing every sign that it was a real one. Because, guess what?
Understatement of the day: Rae seemed to be enjoying this lesson. Xylon who hadn't actually practiced anything because he was far too busy watching her (had she had too much sugar this morning?) decided he needed to do so before Professor Kingsley spotted him.
With the help of feed, Xylon lured a chicken to himself. Got it to remain in one place, eating. He was alright at Transfiguration but as the chicken continued to eat, Xylon wondered what would happen if he accidentally ended up doing something unpleasant to the dude.
Ah well.
Professor Kingsley was here for a reason.
"Pulvinus."
Chicken into pillow. Pillow from which chicken legs stuck out.
Great.
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Understatement of the day: Rae seemed to be enjoying this lesson. Xylon who hadn't actually practiced anything because he was far too busy watching her (had she had too much sugar this morning?) decided he needed to do so before Professor Kingsley spotted him.
With the help of feed, Xylon lured a chicken to himself. Got it to remain in one place, eating. He was alright at Transfiguration but as the chicken continued to eat, Xylon wondered what would happen if he accidentally ended up doing something unpleasant to the dude.
Ah well.
Professor Kingsley was here for a reason.
"Pulvinus."
Chicken into pillow. Pillow from which chicken legs stuck out.
Great.
Rae for the first time looked over at Xylon this lesson... A pillow with legs! "Hahahahahhaha! That's almost as brilliant as my giant chicken!" Key word was 'almost.' It was hard to top a chicken the size of a desk. "Do you think it knows it's half pillow? AHAHAHA wait... A WALKING PILLOW!" Okay.... That might just top her giant chicken... "How did you do that?" Rae wanted a try!!!
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Gold looked down at the pillow, that was happily pecking at the feed.
"You can be Mr. Peckerz, too," she said, a light tone of humour in her words. Mr. Peckerz into Mr. Peckerz. What wonderful transfiguration, she could cause. Shaking her head, Gold reverted the pillow-with-a-beak back to its original state. That of the real Mr. Peckerz.
Re-ver-TOE.
Mr. Peckerz looked up at her with big, inquiring eyes. "Here, help yourself," Gold said kindly, as she tried to turn the chicken's attention back to the feed. "I'm sure it tastes really good, Mr. Peckerz. Like chocolate." Feed taste like chocolate? Gold doubted that very, very much. But if Mr. Peckerz could be made to think that, he would probably stop eyeing her like that. He had adorable, huuuuge eyes, but Gold was feeling a little 'off.'
Because two tries, and she hadn't succeeded in turning the chicken into a complete pillow. Of course, that she done on her first try, but then it had been verbally. She wanted to do it non-verbally, too.
She wondered where she was going wrong. What was making the chicken turn into a pillow that still had a beak? Gold decided it had to be the fact that the beak [read: the chicken pecking at her] was almost the centre of attention, here. Perhaps, if she focused more on something else, she would be able to get an actual pillow. Speaking of focusing on something else, could she transfigure the chicken into a pillow with little chicky!hands and chicky!legs sticking out, if she so intended?
Might as well give it a try.
Pulvinus.
Viola! She DID manage to get a pillow with chicky!legs sticking out of it. This was her problem, then. She needed to let go of her chicky!beak and chicky!peck thoughts, and then give the spell a shot.
Erm, okay. She supposed she should try to completely transfigure the chicken. At least once.
So, Ellie put it back into feathery chicken form and tried again. "Pulvinus!" Flick. Swish.
Great. Now the pillow had a heat and legs. Creepy. She wasted no time in saying "Reverto." And putting it back right. Okay, she could so do this. "Pulvinus!" she said, more firmly this time. It needed to work soon. Her small happiness at changing the pillow wouldn't last if the chicken kept this up. Aaand the chicken became fluffy and blobby shaped. But, not necessarily cushiony. It was weird. Just. Plain. Weird.
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Rae for the first time looked over at Xylon this lesson... A pillow with legs! "Hahahahahhaha! That's almost as brilliant as my giant chicken!" Key word was 'almost.' It was hard to top a chicken the size of a desk. "Do you think it knows it's half pillow? AHAHAHA wait... A WALKING PILLOW!" Okay.... That might just top her giant chicken... "How did you do that?" Rae wanted a try!!!
Lawrd.
She really had had too much sugar.
Xylon grinned at how excited she was. "I don't think so," he said, his own tones quiet because he knew that if he laughed in response, the sugar-effect might just grow tenfold.
How had he done that?
By not focusing enough, that's how!!
He reverted the pillow back into a chicken before giving the spell another shot. "Pulvinus." This time he was far more succesful, ending up with a feather pillow that had no domesticed-animal-limbs.
"This looks better."
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Xylon grinned at how excited she was. "I don't think so," he said, his own tones quiet because he knew that if he laughed in response, the sugar-effect might just grow tenfold.
How had he done that?
By not focusing enough, that's how!!
He reverted the pillow back into a chicken before giving the spell another shot. "Pulvinus." This time he was far more succesful, ending up with a feather pillow that had no domesticed-animal-limbs.
"This looks better."
"Pshh. You should've made the chicken pillow walk. THAT would've been amazing. Possibly more amazing than this giant chicken..... That I happen to still be sitting on." Fluffy pillow under her on the desk. What if she put it back to giant chicken while she was still sitting on it?! Oh all this randomness... Rae mixed with hyperness and a good mood equaled all of this. Would the professor get mad at her for all of this? Well, hopefully he didn't call her 'Miss Quirregen' again. Seeing as though that wasn't her anymore. It was already starting to put a damper on her mood... Until she remembered that she was sitting on a giant chicken!
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Okay beady eyes aside, Mina really needed to get a chicken to trust her. But of course that was so much easier said than done. Eyeing a small group of chickens, she approached and offer them some feed. She just needed one to trust her.
Slowly, one chicken made a moved toward her. Yes, success! She had a volunteer at last!
Dropping some feed on the ground, she made a little path for her 'volunteer' to follow. She wasn't about to try to change the chicken to a pillow if it was that close to the other chickens. One angry chicken was manageable compared to a whole group of them. Yeah, the further away she would get the chicken, the safer it was for her.
Getting a good few metres out, she stopped and tried to approach the bird. Her hands open with some feed in them, she knelled down and waited.
The chicken cautiously moved toward her and eat from her hand. SUCCESS!
"Pshh. You should've made the chicken pillow walk. THAT would've been amazing. Possibly more amazing than this giant chicken..... That I happen to still be sitting on." Fluffy pillow under her on the desk. What if she put it back to giant chicken while she was still sitting on it?! Oh all this randomness... Rae mixed with hyperness and a good mood equaled all of this. Would the professor get mad at her for all of this? Well, hopefully he didn't call her 'Miss Quirregen' again. Seeing as though that wasn't her anymore. It was already starting to put a damper on her mood... Until she remembered that she was sitting on a giant chicken!
Oh my.
Xylon had to straighten up and look at Rae. What had happened to put her in this good a mood? If 'good' was even the word. She had probably had too much chocolate in place of breakfast.
Reverto. The pillow turned back into a chicken. Xylon held out some feed for it as he looked at Rae out of the corner of a hazel eye.
"You okay?"
Should he shout for Professor Kingsley? It wasn't like Rae to show her emotions this openly. Not even happiness. Though he couldn't say the change didn't make him want to laugh, she looked that adorable.
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Xylon had to straighten up and look at Rae. What had happened to put her in this good a mood? If 'good' was even the word. She had probably had too much chocolate in place of breakfast.
Reverto. The pillow turned back into a chicken. Xylon held out some feed for it as he looked at Rae out of the corner of a hazel eye.
"You okay?"
Should he shout for Professor Kingsley? It wasn't like Rae to show her emotions this openly. Not even happiness. Though he couldn't say the change didn't make him want to laugh, she looked that adorable.
Rae grinned widely at him.. "Yeah, perfectly fine actually." She hopped off her desk and the pillow then walked over to him. "I just thought it would be fun to have a giant chicken! Or a walking pillow... If I knew how to do that." She carried her father's letter with her everywhere, she had a house, a name, money, friends, Xylon. Rae was REALLY happy.
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He would have stayed to watch Miss Stone, but he had a... situation to attend to. "Absolutely not, Miss Salazar. First, you will recall that the classroom rules explicitly state that you are not to cast on each other without my instruction. Secondly, even though she would be in chicken form, it would still be as complex a transfiguration as if you were trying to turn a human into a pillow. So, no. No you may not." His voice was stern and level. Any such attempt, well, the rules said immediate detention. And that would be that.
"Miss Shepard, I am surprised at you. Haven't I proved that the well-being of my students comes first? I certainly could have let you eat that worm, last class. I'm sure it would have been a great hit with the others." He looked at her pointedly. "I would not allow such a thing to happen in my classroom. So, please, refrain from threatening and raising your voice, and get back to work."
Whaaattt!?
She was being yelled at just because she asked a question. "I was merely asking if it was possible, I didn't say I WANTED to do it." Geesh, it's NOT like she was really going to change Destiny into a chicken. Okay naybe she was thinking how fun it would be to chase DestinyChicken around, but still, that didn't mean she was actually going to do it.
Bwahaha! Destiny was getting yelled at too. Haha, teach her not to yell at Marie when she didn't do anything... yet.
Making her way over to the chickens she stopped dead in her tracks when she seen the UGLIEST chicken ever. Where on earth did something like THAT come from? And WHY was he mixed in with all the normal looking chickens? Pfft... normal. She didn't want a normal chicken soooo, she took the ugly one.
Well she tried to that is. As soon as she started to walk towards it the ugly thing ran from her. Well that was RUDE. She wasn't running from it, why would it run from her? Maybe the thing wasn't use to people walking up to it since it was so ugly.
Maybe she needed to throw some of that food at it. Then it would see that she wasn't going to be mean to it... YET!
After grabbing a handful of chicken feed she started throwing it at the ugly chicken hoping it would come back towards her... and it did. "Come on, you know you want this food. Come and get it." she said as she threw a few more pieces of feed just a little closer to herself. If the chicken was as stupid as he was ugly, then he would keep coming after the food and eventually be close enough that she could reach down and pick him up.
Just a few more feet and she would be able to reach him. Closer.... closer... closer.... "GOTCHA!" she yelled as she reached down and grabbed him.
Now to gey him back to her desk without him trying to peck a hole in her.
'Excellent! Again?" Preston stood near her, watching her excitement.
Was it Reverto? she thought. Well better try it.
"Reverto.." she muttered to her pillow as it turned back into a chicken.
Letting out a sigh of relief she quickly pointed her wand towards the chicken before it started chasing her again. "Pulvinus!" swish and flick. Ta Da! I could get used to this she thought as she picked up her pillow(chicken) from the floor.
Rae grinned widely at him.. "Yeah, perfectly fine actually." She hopped off her desk and the pillow then walked over to him. "I just thought it would be fun to have a giant chicken! Or a walking pillow... If I knew how to do that." She carried her father's letter with her everywhere, she had a house, a name, money, friends, Xylon. Rae was REALLY happy.
Giant chicken. He could get her one of those if she could find a place to keep it ----- which he doubted she would. The walking pillow, he didn't even consider. It wasn't a good idea.
Swish and flick.
"Pulvinus."
It wasn't his fault, not his fault at all that he had been thinking of a walking pillow. With a beak. Xylon hadn't intended to transfigure the chicken into something that was soft and feathery and liked to run around. That had just been on his mind because of what Rae had said. But his hazel eyes suddenly widened now as the pillow ------ got to its feet and ran off!
"You come back!" Xylon made a dash after it. The chicken pillow was headed for whoever was at that desk over there.
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Giant chicken. He could get her one of those if she could find a place to keep it ----- which he doubted she would. The walking pillow, he didn't even consider. It wasn't a good idea.
Swish and flick.
"Pulvinus."
It wasn't his fault, not his fault at all that he had been thinking of a walking pillow. With a beak. Xylon hadn't intended to transfigure the chicken into something that was soft and feathery and liked to run around. That had just been on his mind because of what Rae had said. But his hazel eyes suddenly widened now as the pillow ------ got to its feet and ran off!
"You come back!" Xylon made a dash after it. The chicken pillow was headed for whoever was at that desk over there.
The pillow with the chicky!legs was kicking its short legs in the air. Gold chuckled slightly, as she reverted with.
Re-ver-TOE.
There. Now it was back to Mr. Peckerz. "Welcome back, Mr. Peckerz," Gold said, as she petted the chicken again, and offered him some feed. Which, to her delight, he gladly accepted. Without even trying to peck at her. This either meant that food was important to this chicken here, or that she had tired him out. Gold hoped it was the former.
Because she didn't want to be the reason a chicken wasn't feeling well.
But, as it turned out, Mr. Peckerz wasn't tired. In perfectly good spirits, in fact. Because, a moment later, he pecked at her. Gold shook her head, offered him some more feed and, as he ate it, collected her thoughts. She knew she would be able to ace this spell non-verbally, this time round. She just needed to concentrate, forget that Mr. Peckerz's name was Mr. Peckerz, and that he apparently liked to peck at people.
Pulvi --
INCOMIINNGGGGG!
Gold's green eyes wiiiiidened as she saw the pillow running towards her. It had legs, chicky!legs, and it seemed to be in a mad rush. Following it, apparently, was Xylon. EEP. She tried to scramble out of the pillow!chicken's way, but could not succeed, and ended up with a crazy pillow!chicken in her lap. FLAIIIL. Gold did, then, the first thing that came into her mind, because her usually cool and super-calm demeanor had suddenly flown right out of the window, at the abrupt 'attack.'
"Reverto, reverto, reverto!"
Bad idea.
She was now staring at a [clearly] startled chicken, who was standing in her lap.
He had made a grab for the chicken pillow but it had escaped and before he knew it, Gold was flailing. Seconds later she was doing what he was ----- staring at the chicken in her lap.
Xylon felt more embarrased than he could put into words.
"I'll take that chicken back now, thanks," he said, as he actually grabbed it. His tones were oh so calm and collected as he spoke, a useless effort to stop looking highly embarrassed. "And err, sorry about that."
The chicken gathered in his arms, he allowed it to peck at him all the way back to where Rae stood. There he cast a firm "Pulvinus" on it and transfigured it into a perfect pillow.
Man that had been so embarrasing.
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Keefer strode up to the pen and grabbed a handful of seed. He deposited this on his desk, then went to find a chicken. Preferably a docile chicken... he thought. I wonder if Professor Kingsley would mind us using the Immobilus charm. I'd better not, just to be safe. He grabbed a particularly plump chicken. "Hi, I'm Keefer. I have some feed for you back at my desk." The pair of them walked back to the pile of feed. Keefer gently set down his bird. I think I'll call you Chicken Little! Poor bird. It was just really fat. He couldn't help himself.
The bird imediately went for the food. Alright, here goes nothing. "Pulvinus!" he said, giving his wand a quick flick, then a swish. Hmm.... Chicken Little looks the same. Shoot, I did the wand movement wrong again. Second try. "Pulvinus!" He swished then flicked his wand this time, and Chicken Little turned into a cushion. "Amazing!" He picked up the pillow, then saw it still had feet.
"Reverto." And Chicken Little was back. He let the bird have a little snack before trying again. "Pulvinus." Swish. Flick. This time, when Keefer picked up the pillow, it looked perfectly normal. Awesome! Now to try a few more times. And he set off to practicing.
The pillow with the chicky!legs was kicking its short legs in the air. Gold chuckled slightly, as she reverted with.
Re-ver-TOE.
There. Now it was back to Mr. Peckerz. "Welcome back, Mr. Peckerz," Gold said, as she petted the chicken again, and offered him some feed. Which, to her delight, he gladly accepted. Without even trying to peck at her. This either meant that food was important to this chicken here, or that she had tired him out. Gold hoped it was the former.
Because she didn't want to be the reason a chicken wasn't feeling well.
But, as it turned out, Mr. Peckerz wasn't tired. In perfectly good spirits, in fact. Because, a moment later, he pecked at her. Gold shook her head, offered him some more feed and, as he ate it, collected her thoughts. She knew she would be able to ace this spell non-verbally, this time round. She just needed to concentrate, forget that Mr. Peckerz's name was Mr. Peckerz, and that he apparently liked to peck at people.
Pulvi --
INCOMIINNGGGGG!
Gold's green eyes wiiiiidened as she saw the pillow running towards her. It had legs, chicky!legs, and it seemed to be in a mad rush. Following it, apparently, was Xylon. EEP. She tried to scramble out of the pillow!chicken's way, but could not succeed, and ended up with a crazy pillow!chicken in her lap. FLAIIIL. Gold did, then, the first thing that came into her mind, because her usually cool and super-calm demeanor had suddenly flown right out of the window, at the abrupt 'attack.'
"Reverto, reverto, reverto!"
Bad idea.
She was now staring at a [clearly] startled chicken, who was standing in her lap.
"Hi."
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Xylon stared.
He had made a grab for the chicken pillow but it had escaped and before he knew it, Gold was flailing. Seconds later she was doing what he was ----- staring at the chicken in her lap.
Xylon felt more embarrased than he could put into words.
"I'll take that chicken back now, thanks," he said, as he actually grabbed it. His tones were oh so calm and collected as he spoke, a useless effort to stop looking highly embarrassed. "And err, sorry about that."
The chicken gathered in his arms, he allowed it to peck at him all the way back to where Rae stood. There he cast a firm "Pulvinus" on it and transfigured it into a perfect pillow.
Man that had been so embarrasing.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! Rae was laughing almost uncontrollably when she saw the running pillow land on Gold. Xylon just HAD to recreate his walking pillow to top her giant chicken right? "Well that definitely tops the giant chicken... For now.. " Muahaha, Yes Rae will find an even cooler thing. "Seriously, I need to know how you did that!" If there was a GIANT RUNNING PILLOW WITH A BEAK, then that would top everything this lesson!!!! Though she had loved her loyal giant chicken, which was still a pillow at the moment. With her nonverbal Reverto It was back to a giant chicken on the desk. Rae pet his feathers. Yeah... He's still a pretty cool chicken. She looked at him... "You are now called GIGANTO!" After she told her beloved chicken that it gave an extra loud giant chicken cluck and Rae took it as his appreciation cluck.
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Kellen watched his lethargic chicken sitting there. It could almost serve as a pillow all on its own; it had its chin resting on the desk next to the pile of chicken feed and was making the bare minimum of effort to get the food into its mouth. Not even noticing when he raised his wand, it ruffled its feathers a little and scooted forward a bit more, burying its beak in the chow.
"Pulvinus!" For a second, he thought the spell hadn't worked. But it had... sort of. The chicken was now a pillow, but he hadn't thought about colouration. Kellen rolled his eyes and cast 'reverto', set to try again. If he was going to make a pillow, it was going to be a fluffy white one, darn it!
The chicken looked up at him, clucking a little. Was... it was scolding him, wasn't it? "Oh, go back to eating."
Clearly this was a sensible idea to the chicken, because it did, leaving him free to cast again, "Pulvinus!"
There. Fluffy pillow.
...temptation to throw said pillow at Raiden rising...
"Certainly Sir," Patroclus grinned adding "Reverto" and pointing at the pillow on the desk, where once his chicken stood.
POP! Mr Feathers was back, "We did it my friend! How was it for you?" The bird replied with a confused look, then returned to the pile of feed on the desk, "I will take that as an Okay!"
Patroclus prepared to pillow-rize Mr Feathers once more, but this time, he was going to do it alone, without chicken power.
"Pulvinus" the boy spoke, as he swished and flicked his wand, the clear image of the pillow once again in the forefront of his fronts. The movement and the wording were now second nature, so all this brainpower was focused on a perfect transfiguring.
And lowandbehold, he had done it, for there sat the pillow once more, one corner hanging over the feed, "Must have been Feather's head" the boy chuckled.
"Professor, Sir is it possible to use one spell on two chickens and get two pillows, or would you have to say the incantation twice?" the Gryffindor, asked with his hand up.
"For now, you would need to cast the spell twice. There are ways to modify it - which I won't get into now - that would allow you to cast the spell at a whole group of chickens and transform them at the same time, however." But the last thing Professor Kingsley needed right now was someone trying it out on others' chickens.
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Alex nodded, "Reverto." Alex muttered turning the pillow back into a chicken. She then turned the chicken back into a pillow, "Pulvinus." Alex muttered swishing and flicking her wand again.. yeah she had down but what else would she be able to do if she stopped transfiguring the chicken.. other then being bored. "Reverto." Alex muttered turning it back, "Pulvinus." Alex casted again.. hmm.. she was getting bored of the chicken.. a few more times Alex decided and then she would put the chicken back. She poked the chicken pillow once.. just to feel it, felt just like her own nice soft pillow.. only it was a feather pillow naturally.. She disliked feather pillows.. alot.
"Good work," Preston nodded as he walked by.
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Rae gave a face that meant she would rather have a giant chicken than a giant pillow. More of a disgusted look than anything though. Still she complied, "Sure professor." and with her confidence so high she performed her spell nonverbally this time. Until it was a big white and gray fluffy giant pillow atop her desk. "It wouldn't hurt to sit on the pillows would it professor?" But without waiting for an answer she leapt on her desk to sit on the giant fluffiness that consumed her desk.
Preston simply laughed as she hopped on anyway. "It will not hurt the chicken, no."
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Understatement of the day: Rae seemed to be enjoying this lesson. Xylon who hadn't actually practiced anything because he was far too busy watching her (had she had too much sugar this morning?) decided he needed to do so before Professor Kingsley spotted him.
With the help of feed, Xylon lured a chicken to himself. Got it to remain in one place, eating. He was alright at Transfiguration but as the chicken continued to eat, Xylon wondered what would happen if he accidentally ended up doing something unpleasant to the dude.
Ah well.
Professor Kingsley was here for a reason.
"Pulvinus."
Chicken into pillow. Pillow from which chicken legs stuck out.
Great.
"A little more concentration," Preston tapped the desk as he walked by.
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Erm, okay. She supposed she should try to completely transfigure the chicken. At least once.
So, Ellie put it back into feathery chicken form and tried again. "Pulvinus!" Flick. Swish.
Great. Now the pillow had a heat and legs. Creepy. She wasted no time in saying "Reverto." And putting it back right. Okay, she could so do this. "Pulvinus!" she said, more firmly this time. It needed to work soon. Her small happiness at changing the pillow wouldn't last if the chicken kept this up. Aaand the chicken became fluffy and blobby shaped. But, not necessarily cushiony. It was weird. Just. Plain. Weird.
"Keep it up; you'll get it. You're making really great progress." Preston smiled kindly at the first year.
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Okay beady eyes aside, Mina really needed to get a chicken to trust her. But of course that was so much easier said than done. Eyeing a small group of chickens, she approached and offer them some feed. She just needed one to trust her.
Slowly, one chicken made a moved toward her. Yes, success! She had a volunteer at last!
Dropping some feed on the ground, she made a little path for her 'volunteer' to follow. She wasn't about to try to change the chicken to a pillow if it was that close to the other chickens. One angry chicken was manageable compared to a whole group of them. Yeah, the further away she would get the chicken, the safer it was for her.
Getting a good few metres out, she stopped and tried to approach the bird. Her hands open with some feed in them, she knelled down and waited.
The chicken cautiously moved toward her and eat from her hand. SUCCESS!
"We're almost out of time, Miss Bennett, you'll want to get to transfiguring that bird soon." Preston extracted his pocketwatch and looked at it and then the class. Yes, almost out of time.
He was about to address the class when...
SPOILER!!: runaway chicken!
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"Pshh. You should've made the chicken pillow walk. THAT would've been amazing. Possibly more amazing than this giant chicken..... That I happen to still be sitting on." Fluffy pillow under her on the desk. What if she put it back to giant chicken while she was still sitting on it?! Oh all this randomness... Rae mixed with hyperness and a good mood equaled all of this. Would the professor get mad at her for all of this? Well, hopefully he didn't call her 'Miss Quirregen' again. Seeing as though that wasn't her anymore. It was already starting to put a damper on her mood... Until she remembered that she was sitting on a giant chicken!
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Oh my.
Xylon had to straighten up and look at Rae. What had happened to put her in this good a mood? If 'good' was even the word. She had probably had too much chocolate in place of breakfast.
Reverto. The pillow turned back into a chicken. Xylon held out some feed for it as he looked at Rae out of the corner of a hazel eye.
"You okay?"
Should he shout for Professor Kingsley? It wasn't like Rae to show her emotions this openly. Not even happiness. Though he couldn't say the change didn't make him want to laugh, she looked that adorable.
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Rae grinned widely at him.. "Yeah, perfectly fine actually." She hopped off her desk and the pillow then walked over to him. "I just thought it would be fun to have a giant chicken! Or a walking pillow... If I knew how to do that." She carried her father's letter with her everywhere, she had a house, a name, money, friends, Xylon. Rae was REALLY happy.
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Giant chicken. He could get her one of those if she could find a place to keep it ----- which he doubted she would. The walking pillow, he didn't even consider. It wasn't a good idea.
Swish and flick.
"Pulvinus."
It wasn't his fault, not his fault at all that he had been thinking of a walking pillow. With a beak. Xylon hadn't intended to transfigure the chicken into something that was soft and feathery and liked to run around. That had just been on his mind because of what Rae had said. But his hazel eyes suddenly widened now as the pillow ------ got to its feet and ran off!
"You come back!" Xylon made a dash after it. The chicken pillow was headed for whoever was at that desk over there.
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The pillow with the chicky!legs was kicking its short legs in the air. Gold chuckled slightly, as she reverted with.
Re-ver-TOE.
There. Now it was back to Mr. Peckerz. "Welcome back, Mr. Peckerz," Gold said, as she petted the chicken again, and offered him some feed. Which, to her delight, he gladly accepted. Without even trying to peck at her. This either meant that food was important to this chicken here, or that she had tired him out. Gold hoped it was the former.
Because she didn't want to be the reason a chicken wasn't feeling well.
But, as it turned out, Mr. Peckerz wasn't tired. In perfectly good spirits, in fact. Because, a moment later, he pecked at her. Gold shook her head, offered him some more feed and, as he ate it, collected her thoughts. She knew she would be able to ace this spell non-verbally, this time round. She just needed to concentrate, forget that Mr. Peckerz's name was Mr. Peckerz, and that he apparently liked to peck at people.
Pulvi --
INCOMIINNGGGGG!
Gold's green eyes wiiiiidened as she saw the pillow running towards her. It had legs, chicky!legs, and it seemed to be in a mad rush. Following it, apparently, was Xylon. EEP. She tried to scramble out of the pillow!chicken's way, but could not succeed, and ended up with a crazy pillow!chicken in her lap. FLAIIIL. Gold did, then, the first thing that came into her mind, because her usually cool and super-calm demeanor had suddenly flown right out of the window, at the abrupt 'attack.'
"Reverto, reverto, reverto!"
Bad idea.
She was now staring at a [clearly] startled chicken, who was standing in her lap.
"Hi."
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Xylon stared.
He had made a grab for the chicken pillow but it had escaped and before he knew it, Gold was flailing. Seconds later she was doing what he was ----- staring at the chicken in her lap.
Xylon felt more embarrased than he could put into words.
"I'll take that chicken back now, thanks," he said, as he actually grabbed it. His tones were oh so calm and collected as he spoke, a useless effort to stop looking highly embarrassed. "And err, sorry about that."
The chicken gathered in his arms, he allowed it to peck at him all the way back to where Rae stood. There he cast a firm "Pulvinus" on it and transfigured it into a perfect pillow.
Man that had been so embarrasing.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! Rae was laughing almost uncontrollably when she saw the running pillow land on Gold. Xylon just HAD to recreate his walking pillow to top her giant chicken right? "Well that definitely tops the giant chicken... For now.. " Muahaha, Yes Rae will find an even cooler thing. "Seriously, I need to know how you did that!" If there was a GIANT RUNNING PILLOW WITH A BEAK, then that would top everything this lesson!!!! Though she had loved her loyal giant chicken, which was still a pillow at the moment. With her nonverbal Reverto It was back to a giant chicken on the desk. Rae pet his feathers. Yeah... He's still a pretty cool chicken. She looked at him... "You are now called GIGANTO!" After she told her beloved chicken that it gave an extra loud giant chicken cluck and Rae took it as his appreciation cluck.
And it was bound to happen. At some point, a student was going to spook a partially transfigured chicken and there'd be running. At least it hadn't approached chaos.
"Alright, alright. Revert your chickens and bring them back to the pen. The lesson is almost over, anyway."
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Kellen watched his lethargic chicken sitting there. It could almost serve as a pillow all on its own; it had its chin resting on the desk next to the pile of chicken feed and was making the bare minimum of effort to get the food into its mouth. Not even noticing when he raised his wand, it ruffled its feathers a little and scooted forward a bit more, burying its beak in the chow.
"Pulvinus!" For a second, he thought the spell hadn't worked. But it had... sort of. The chicken was now a pillow, but he hadn't thought about colouration. Kellen rolled his eyes and cast 'reverto', set to try again. If he was going to make a pillow, it was going to be a fluffy white one, darn it!
The chicken looked up at him, clucking a little. Was... it was scolding him, wasn't it? "Oh, go back to eating."
Clearly this was a sensible idea to the chicken, because it did, leaving him free to cast again, "Pulvinus!"
There. Fluffy pillow.
...temptation to throw said pillow at Raiden rising...
"Ah, good work, Mister Stern. Try it once more and then return your chicken."
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Preston turned to address the class. "Finish up your last attempt and then revert your chicken or toy and bring them back up to the front. If you'd like to feed your chicken after you put it back, you may do that, as well. But be quick about it."
Preston returned to his desk.
"As we're doing that, who wants to share what was difficult about this exercise?"
ooc: We'll stay open for another several hours; finish up your practice and return your chicken in one post, and then feel free to participate in the discussion in separate posts.
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Keefer kept practicing. "Pulvinus," swish, flick. Chicken becomes a pillow. "Reverto." "Pulvinus," swish, flick. Chicken becomes a pillow. "Reverto."
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
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Preston turned to address the class. "Finish up your last attempt and then revert your chicken or toy and bring them back up to the front. If you'd like to feed your chicken after you put it back, you may do that, as well. But be quick about it."
Preston returned to his desk.
"As we're doing that, who wants to share what was difficult about this exercise?"
Alright, one more shot. But I wonder if there are variations on the spell to get different kinds of cushions. A yellow or black one in Hufflepuff colors would be nice. Keefer resolved to ask in the following discussion.
"Pulvinus!" With a final swish and flick of his wand, Keefer watched as Chicken Little turned into a cushion with a little popping noise. This was a pretty nifty spell. But it was time for Chicken Little to go back to normal. "Reverto."
Keefer let Chicken Little have one last snack before bringing him back to where Professor Kingsley had indicated. "So long, little buddy. It's been a blast."
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