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.