Corridor outside the Office of Professor Welton
 

Rubiey knocked on the door of Professor Welton, and took a seat to wait for an invite to enter. She wasn't worried about meeting the Professor, as she had been about some of the others *cough*LAFAY*cough*; she had heard how nice she was.

From the other side of the door, a pleasant song-like ring sounded in the office. The sound was enough to cause the professor inside to look away from her searching. She had visitors! Once the ring stopped, the door opened slowly.

"Please come in," Sylvie called out.

Again, the soft song-like ringing was given off from the door. Yet another visitor was there for the professor. The once closed door, now opened and allowed the next person in.

she knock on the door with some Bertie Bott's Jelly Beans may i come in she said.

Upon another visitor's knock, the door opened and allowed the next person inside.

Sylvie slowly opened her office door as she showed some of the students out into the corridor. She did enjoy the visit and their small chat, but there was to work to be done before lessons began. Giving the students a wave as they made their exit, Sylvie noticed another student sitting on her chaise.

"Madamoiselle Bernard, it is nice to see you," she smiled. Yes, they hadn't been formally introduced but Sylvie was well aware of the guests the castle now housed. "What brings you head on this fine day. I would think most students would be outside enjoying the weather." She had herself, planned on taking a stroll outside before her sudden rush of visitors arrived.

"Bonjour Professor." Monique replied. She wasn't quite sure what the correct title would be, so she settled on Professor.

"Believe it or not I actually got lost." she said with a laugh. "Then I stumbled upon this lovely chaise. After that I figured I would stay. And if it's not too much trouble I'd like to borrow a book. With all the clothes I brought I didn't have room to bring my own. Plus, I find history very fascinating. Perhaps you may even have suggestions of books to read."

"The castle is rather big, so getting lost is bound to happen," Sylvie laughed softly. In her day, she used to get lost between the dungeon and the Divination classroom. Stairs and her were never great friends. "I useds to get lost rather often, so it happens to the best of us."

Hearing the the young Beauxbaton complement her chaise, she grinned. "It is rather lovely, isn't it? I acquired it whilst I was in France. I really couldn't bare to part with it." she added with a nod and a slight petting of the chaise. It looked nearly perfect and she did hope that none of the students would damage it in anyway, or she would be rather put out over it. "I see, only room to pack the essentials. I understand that completely," she laughed as she returned to her door again.

"Well, I do have an extensive collection of books in my office. You borrow some if you wish." she offered as she motioned to her office.

Heh. Viktoriya sat herself down on the gorgeous chaise, assuming that since there were people there someone had already knocked. Oh, the teacher herself was there already. Well, that worked. She was coming round ALL the teacher's offices, except Lafay. That one would be done along with Josh. Because they were gonna give her the squished!cake.

And she had to admit, she did have ulterior motives for coming to see the teachers. If she gave little cakes to all of them, it would hopefully be seen as a friendly student who liked to bake giving away freebies. If she JUST gave on to Lafay, it would look weird, and she miight get suspicious. So she'd gone to the kitchen and actually made some little cakes that looked a bit like the Lafay one. But not AS squished. they were actually quite nice, really

She'd already eaten three.

'Morning, Proffessor' she said cheefully, standing so as not to seem impolite. Her little cake was still on the chaise... it wouldn't stain it. It was on a PLATE.

Sapphinelle knocked politely on the door twice.
Not too hard though, she seemed to be making mistakes left and right with these Professors, and not on purpose. She decided to be herself this time. She sat down in the comfy and squishy chair. Oooooh! heh. She made a mental note to get one of these back home. She crossed her legs anxiously and bit her lip in nervousness. Sapphinelle Della was NEVER nervous.

Sylvie smiled as she noticed another student outside her off. "Morning, Miss Johannsen. What brings you by this fine day." she greeted the young Gryffindor. Merlin, today was a busy day for visitors. It was nice to see so many students wanting to meet her. Glancing behind the girl, she noticed the plate with the cake on it and raised an eyebrow.

Looking from the cake, she noticed another student. This one looked a bit nervous. "Why, morning to you too, Miss Della." she smiled as she looked between the two girls. It was moments like this, Sylvie was happy that she paid attention to the sorting during the open feast.

Viky looked up with a smile at the woman and picked up the cake from the chaise 'Oh, my friend Josh and I were baking in the kitchens earlier' she said with a smile, pointing to the cake in her hand 'And we thought we'd give some cakes to the teachers!' she said brightly 'Because we got a bit carried away and made looads, and we couldn't eat them all ourselves.' hehh. That was her cover story for the cakes.

Sylvie tilted her head slightly as she listened to the girl and nodded. "Well, that is very kind of you to bring a treat like so." It was a bit early for cake and visions of the kitchen popped into her mind. "Did you by chance offer the house-elves cake as well? I'm sure they would like some." More importantly, she wondered how the house-elves felt about first years taking over their kitchen. Oh the possible mess that it involved as well. She would have to venture down there to see for herself.

Bodicea went to the History of Magic classroom next. She had loved learning about Muggle history--she had no doubt she would love Wizarding History. She wanted to know about homework and what she could expect, but mostly she wanted a peek into the classrooms she would soon be going to on a regular basis. As she got closer she realized the Professor was talking to a student on a chaise before the door. Since she had heard stories about the ghost Professor Binns, she mentally paused, wondering how on earth they had gotten him to leave. She approached, smiling at both Professor and student.

Sylvie turned her head slightly as she heard footsteps approaching. Oh there was another student there to visit her. She was rather popular today. Now if only her lessons got just as many students, she would be very happy. "Hello, Miss...," oh she needed to think back to the feast and remember now. "Gateskeeper. What brings you to this lovely corridor today?"

Emmaliegh walked down the first floor corridor, searching for the History of Magic professor's office. Surely she could tell her what she needed, but where was her office? She passed by a door, nope, that was defense against the dark arts. She kept going, and eventually she came across the correct door. She knocked on the door, and then sat on the little couch outside of the door.

"Oh, hello. I'm just here to say hi, and look around. I love history as it is, so I was really fascinated by wizarding history. And I was wondering what the typical homework is for this class...at my last school, I could expect an essay a week, but I don't know what'll be like here."

From with in the the door, a soft sound was hear within the office. The door slowly opened as a voice could be heard. "Please come in."
Sylvie nodded and offered a smile. "It is nice to hear that you are interested in history so. Not many students are fond of it as I was at your age." No, she was oddly fascinated with it as child, to the point it was all she really liked to read about. "Well, homework won't be essays all the time. I can't promise that there won't be an essay, but I hardly expect you write one a week." One a week was a bit much, even for her.

"You can only read and write so much about history before you stop really appreciating it." Sylvie voiced. She know of many that after writing so much about history, lost their appreciation of it. "Essays have their purpose, but sometimes just writing essay after essay, you lose what you are taught." History was to be see and not just written about. "Miss Gateskeeper, I shall try not to have too many essays, but I will expect a lot of discussion in class." Discussions were always a good thing.

Jacob made his way to the new HoM Professors office, whos name slipped his mind. As he got closer to the door, Jacob knocked once, and took a step back. Yup, he needed to apologized to the poor professor, whos name still slipped his mind. He couldn't just go crazy in her class without giving her an apology, and an explanation...

Wait, what was his reasoning?

Great He needed to make something up, fast!

Hearing a knock, Sylvie made her way to the door. She was about to step out for some fresh air as the soft song-like noise announced she had a visitor. Opening the door, she smiled to find it was the odd eagle from her lesson, the one that made her laugh.

"Why, hello Mister Blunt. What brings you here today?" she asked holding the door open.

What? She wasn't going to invite him in? That hurt his feelings... sort of... Kind of... Not Really.

"Well I wanted to apologize for the... uhm" he was lacking good words to explain it. "Stupidity in your class." wait he needed to warn her. "Also I would like to apologize in advance for whatever stupid thing I do next" it was true, he was more that 1% sure that he was going to do something idiotic again. And really that was a lot. one precent was just too much of a risk. Especially since, he never knew what was going on in his own mind. "Its just that, since Laineys gone. The class is sort of... quiet. And it just doesn't feel right." and thats how he dealed with it, by being stupid and loud and annoying

Sylvie nodded slightly as she leaned on her door a bit. She was really on her way out, but she could hold off on her stroll to talk to her students.

"Mister Blunt, there was no stupidity in my lesson. I actually found it rather refreshing to see the amusement you all were having in the lesson," she replied. It really took a lot for her to think of anything as stupid. "You really don't need to apologize either. We all do things that we think are rather idiotic and what not, but doing such things allows us to grow, does it not?" Yes, she was guilty of some idiotic things in her past, but it wasn't like those acts defined her now.

"Lainey was my favourite professor whilst I was a student here as well, so I know what you mean." she frowned a bit. She really did understand how much her own lessons seemed to be lacking when she thought of the lessons of her old HoM professor. "Perhaps, I can make the next lesson not so quiet. Would that help?" She did want all her students to have fun.

I didn't forget about this... SHHHH!
 

Jacob listened to the woman. Wow he was waiting for a lecture on how, Grilled cheese and Michael Jackson had nothing to do with Magical History. Muggle History, maybe but not magical history. But there was no lecture. And she wasn't agreeing, that he was stupid. That was weird.

Wait... Woah! Lainey has taught for that long? geez Lainey is really old! Not so quiet...? Well that was a start. "Thank you, Professor." and he still couldn't remember her name. Its so weird. He'd have to ask someone when he gets back to the common room. "Thats all." He said, but before turning to leave he asked "Unless you need anything of me, professor?" like bringing refreshments to the next class.

*giggles* Andy, I ♥ you.
 

Sylvie smiled as she looked at the young Eagle before her. She really did like those that thought outside the box and even as odd as this one was, she saw great potential out of him. Yes, she would keep her eye on this one. He made her laugh at least.

Seeing Jacob's reaction to her mention of Lainey, she let out a small laugh. "Hard to believe, but I'm not as old as you students think. Lainey is something special and she was here when I was here. My favourite professor by far. Her lessons made me want to learn more about history." she added as she thought back to her student years and the craziness that was Lainey.


"You are very welcome, Jacob." Calling students by their first names, she would have to get used to that for sure. "And thank you for coming by my office, I look forward to seeing you in the next lesson. Maybe I will cater the class and provide some snacks. " Perhaps food would help with the attendance.

Rae had mulled this over in her mind and had finally come to a conclusion. Which now lead her to the door of Professor Welton's office. Yes, she did have a plan. Rae was calm as she usually was before the summer that carried on into this year. How she had managed this normal state she had no idea. Maybe it was the plan, oh yes the plot of what may come that calmed her now. But it did not clear her thoughts, which still didn't help entirely. She took another step forward to knock on the door... Then, she stepped back and went to the opposite wall to lean against. How unusually normal Rae was acting. Almost as if she were back to her old self.

Hearing the knock upon her door, Sylvie looked up and called out. "Please come in."

Evan had been pretty uneasy for the last few days becase of the events in the classrom 11, so he had to talk to someone about it who was not Marie. And someone with experience too, prefably. So, as Lawson was gone, he found himself in front of the new History of Magic teacher, one he felt himself the closest to. Sure no one would be like Lawson and whatnot, but Professor Sylvie seemed to be a nice woman too, and she was a lady. So, even more hesitating about confiding in her, because he wasn't sure if she was as welcoming as Lawson, he knocked on her door and stepped aside, leaning on the wall. He was too nervous to sit. Hopefully, she would have some time to comfort and advise him... if she didn't, he had no idea who to go.

Hearing the knocking of her door, Sylvie looked up and waved her hand in the direction of the door. "Please enter," she replied as she straightened her desk.

It was pretty much her worst subject. Her WORST subject. That was including Herbology and CoMC. She really failed at History - especially magical history. THere were too many toad primeministers and warlock wars and goblin interventions to remember. For her brain anyway.

So. if she was planning on graduating from school, she needed to get her marks sorted. Or at least, figure out HOW she was going to pass this blasted subject.

She knocked.

"Professor Welton?"

Sylvie rummaged through the tomes and parchments on her desk as she hear the soft noise originating from her office door. Reaching for her wand, she flicked it at her desk. The mess was rather annoying and doing it by hand was only giving her more of a headache at the moment. Once she was satisfied with the desk, she turned her wand toward the door. "Please come in," she called out as she stood up from her seat.

Simon had decided he'd better go and see someone because he was bored and so he had decided to just randomly pick a teacher to talk to and this one had won, he quickly knocked on the door and then he sat down and waited too be let in.

Sylvie looked up from the tomes atop her desk and looked to the door and picked up her wand, giving it a flick. "Please come in," she called out. It was rather quiet as of late and she was again starting to wonder if the students knew she was there.