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Perhaps the first thing you notice as you enter Professor Flamsteed's office is that it is...clean. Ridiculously clean. While he is not exactly obsessive compulsive about cleanliness, Professor Flamsteed highly values organization and keeps everything in a specific location. Needless to say, if one of his quills is at an odd angle ... he will notice. The wood cabinets above his desk are filled with all sorts of reference books on all branches astronomy on the left side while the right side is filled with works of muggle science fiction ranging from Douglas Adams to H.G. Wells to Robert Heinlein and everyone in between. His desk is mostly empty except for some black accents and a comfortable looking pink pillow.
On the walls are a few framed pieces of abstract line and paint splatter artwork that Professor Flamsteed has collected over the years along with a drawing given to him by a student in a black frame. There is a black sofa up against one of the walls with a pet house on the floor beside it where Pebbles sleeps when not on the pink pillow on the desk. To the right of the black sofa and is a wooden closet, SIGNIFICANTLY smaller than the one from last term, where Professor Flamsteed keeps a few freshly pressed suits from his extensive collection, just in case, and to the left of this is a rather impressive looking tie display case. Located opposite of Professor Flamsteed's desk is yet another display case, but this one is filled with all sorts of muggle science fiction models that he has built and painted himself - a hobby of his when he is not busy teaching, grading, or researching. However, the number of these models present is about half the number there were last term.
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Wasn't that? Daichi looked at the girl who sat down on the chair as well. Merlin! She was that kid who had wanted to explore Knockturn alley! Nothing bad had happened that day, luckily. But Daichi still thought he deserved some kind of medal for getting those kids out of there...
Oh! Daichi had been equally surprised when the door opened up and saw the Professor standing in the doorway with his slippers on. The Prefect raised an eyebrow as he looked at them before he smiled. "Hiya sir! Oh no wait! Professor not sir" he corrected himself.
He placed the magazine down and jumped up before entering the office. And immediately he made a face at the cleaningness of the clean room.bleh! "Had a nice summer, Professor?" he asked as his eyes wandered around the room until they fell upon a painting in a black frame. Because his eyesight wasn't that great, Daichi stepped closer to the wall and laughed loudly when he knew what it was. "Oakey made this?!" he laughed, remembering the difficult time he had had trying to decipher Oakeys words. "That's brilliant"
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Wasn't that? Daichi looked at the girl who sat down on the chair as well. Merlin! She was that kid who had wanted to explore Knockturn alley! Nothing bad had happened that day, luckily. But Daichi still thought he deserved some kind of medal for getting those kids out of there...
Oh! Daichi had been equally surprised when the door opened up and saw the Professor standing in the doorway with his slippers on. The Prefect raised an eyebrow as he looked at them before he smiled. "Hiya sir! Oh no wait! Professor not sir" he corrected himself.
He placed the magazine down and jumped up before entering the office. And immediately he made a face at the cleaningness of the clean room.bleh! "Had a nice summer, Professor?" he asked as his eyes wandered around the room until they fell upon a painting in a black frame. Because his eyesight wasn't that great, Daichi stepped closer to the wall and laughed loudly when he knew what it was. "Oakey made this?!" he laughed, remembering the difficult time he had had trying to decipher Oakeys words. "That's brilliant"
Airey DID notice the look that the Slytherin prefect gave when he walked in to the office. What? He figured that students would appreciate there being at least ONE clean place in this castle.
"Fantastic one," he answered while summoning three cups from one of his cabinets and setting them down on his desk. "Did you know that muggle fast food isn't really fast at all? Rather stationary really. Professor Romanos and I were rather disappointed to tell the truth," he said while he sat down in his seat. He flicked his wand at the cups and filled them with hot water before removing his basket of teas and setting them in front of the two. "Hot chocolate again for you, Mr. Katharos?"
The Astronomy professor bent down again to pull something else out from his desk drawer when the seventh year asked him a question. "He certainly did. I am rather fond of it to be honest. Although I don't think he got my proportions right..." Namely that forehead. What was that all about? Bit big, wasn't it?
Back to his desk drawer, Airey pulled out a medium sized tub of ice cream and immediately scooped up three small bowls and passed two of them to the two students while taking the third one for himself. "So, what can I do for you two today?"
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Airey DID notice the look that the Slytherin prefect gave when he walked in to the office. What? He figured that students would appreciate there being at least ONE clean place in this castle.
"Fantastic one," he answered while summoning three cups from one of his cabinets and setting them down on his desk. "Did you know that muggle fast food isn't really fast at all? Rather stationary really. Professor Romanos and I were rather disappointed to tell the truth," he said while he sat down in his seat. He flicked his wand at the cups and filled them with hot water before removing his basket of teas and setting them in front of the two. "Hot chocolate again for you, Mr. Katharos?"
The Astronomy professor bent down again to pull something else out from his desk drawer when the seventh year asked him a question. "He certainly did. I am rather fond of it to be honest. Although I don't think he got my proportions right..." Namely that forehead. What was that all about? Bit big, wasn't it?
Back to his desk drawer, Airey pulled out a medium sized tub of ice cream and immediately scooped up three small bowls and passed two of them to the two students while taking the third one for himself. "So, what can I do for you two today?"
"It's like you can read my mind, Professor" he grinned when he was asked if he wanted some hot chocolate. Daichi then gave him a look of suspicion and added. "You...can't read my mind right?"
The proportions weren't right? The Slytherin frowned and looked back at the painting and saw what the man was talking about. "You can play soccer on that forehead" he laughed, his back still turned to the man and he quickly realized he was making fun of a painting...of the professor himself. "Ehm, i meant the painting of course..." ugh he hated his bluntly truths sometimes. "Your forehead isn't that wide..maybe a little but...why am i always doing this?!" he said frustratingly as he flailed his arms a little.
He quickly moved away from painting and sat down when he saw the bowls of icecream. He wasn't that hungry but he knew it was impolite to refuse so he thanked the man and ate from it, slowly.
What he was here for? Well, there were so many questions he wanted answers to especially about the whole where on earth are all the house elves and why do we have to pay to get in to our common rooms and such. But the first question that came out was; "Professor, do you know why Professor Magnus our Transfiguration Professor left? i ...i kind of wanted to ask her something about..well..basically the rest of my life ..but.." he blushed slightly as he sighed deeply. It felt like he had lost another mother figure.
It was only when she followed the boy into the office did she recognize him as the prefect that took her out of Knockturn Alley. Why didn't she recognize him before? Must have been the uniform...
"Hi Professor!" Raven greeted him cheerfully as he escorted them into his office. She was impressed by how clean it looked. How did he manage that? And she laughed when she read the joke drawing about a "Puffer" prefect. Puffer=Hufflepuff, right? She listened as the professor and Daichi talked. They sounded like old friends.
Then the professor was offering them ice cream! That cream she had at the feast was the best ice cream she had ever had, and she had had a small craving to try it again. At home she was only allowed to have small amounts of ice cream, her mother was very strict about that. "Yes please professor, I would love to have some ice cream." Raven accepted it and took a small bite. The stuff just watered in her mouth. She couldn't recall any food that tasted quite like this. And then without really meaning to, she launched into a gleeful tirade "I came here to say hi and stuff, and but first I want to personally thank you for this ice cream. Actually, to ALL the staff at Hogwarts and to the house elves. Your house elves are better able to make food and serve it than any other house elves I ever met." She hadn't met many, truth be told. "My old school served okay food, I suppose, but nothing as wonderful and unique as this. At home my mom is very strict with what I eat, so I rarely get to eat ice cream. I guess what I am trying to say is that this is LITERALLY the best ice cream I ever tasted! Thank you so much!" By now she finished eating the ice cream.
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"It's like you can read my mind, Professor" he grinned when he was asked if he wanted some hot chocolate. Daichi then gave him a look of suspicion and added. "You...can't read my mind right?"
The proportions weren't right? The Slytherin frowned and looked back at the painting and saw what the man was talking about. "You can play soccer on that forehead" he laughed, his back still turned to the man and he quickly realized he was making fun of a painting...of the professor himself. "Ehm, i meant the painting of course..." ugh he hated his bluntly truths sometimes. "Your forehead isn't that wide..maybe a little but...why am i always doing this?!" he said frustratingly as he flailed his arms a little.
He quickly moved away from painting and sat down when he saw the bowls of icecream. He wasn't that hungry but he knew it was impolite to refuse so he thanked the man and ate from it, slowly.
What he was here for? Well, there were so many questions he wanted answers to especially about the whole where on earth are all the house elves and why do we have to pay to get in to our common rooms and such. But the first question that came out was; "Professor, do you know why Professor Magnus our Transfiguration Professor left? i ...i kind of wanted to ask her something about..well..basically the rest of my life ..but.." he blushed slightly as he sighed deeply. It felt like he had lost another mother figure.
Airey chuckled. "Just means I am observant," he replied as he poured the hot chocolate mixture into the boy's mug and handed him a spoon. NOT a plastic one. Airey had brought small tea spoons from home for his tea. Plastic and hot water just....no. "I am no Legilimens, Mr. Katharos. Your thoughts can rest safely."
Airey was just about to sip from his own cup when the boy went on about his forehead. Ahem. Airey set his cup down and simply cleared his throat. He could have said something about it needing to be so large to fit his massive brain, but that was a bit too childish - even for him. So instead he returned to sipping his tea in silence.
"Afraid I do not know," Airey frowned. He hadn't really had the chance to get to know the former Transfiguration professor very well, but she had seemed like a very pleasant woman. "I am sure whatever the reason was it was very valid. She would not give up her post at Hogwarts that easily. Very dedicated to her students." Just like the Hufflepuff that she was. "About the rest of your life? Are you concerned about post graduation, Mr. Katharos?"
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It was only when she followed the boy into the office did she recognize him as the prefect that took her out of Knockturn Alley. Why didn't she recognize him before? Must have been the uniform...
"Hi Professor!" Raven greeted him cheerfully as he escorted them into his office. She was impressed by how clean it looked. How did he manage that? And she laughed when she read the joke drawing about a "Puffer" prefect. Puffer=Hufflepuff, right? She listened as the professor and Daichi talked. They sounded like old friends.
Then the professor was offering them ice cream! That cream she had at the feast was the best ice cream she had ever had, and she had had a small craving to try it again. At home she was only allowed to have small amounts of ice cream, her mother was very strict about that. "Yes please professor, I would love to have some ice cream." Raven accepted it and took a small bite. The stuff just watered in her mouth. She couldn't recall any food that tasted quite like this. And then without really meaning to, she launched into a gleeful tirade "I came here to say hi and stuff, and but first I want to personally thank you for this ice cream. Actually, to ALL the staff at Hogwarts and to the house elves. Your house elves are better able to make food and serve it than any other house elves I ever met." She hadn't met many, truth be told. "My old school served okay food, I suppose, but nothing as wonderful and unique as this. At home my mom is very strict with what I eat, so I rarely get to eat ice cream. I guess what I am trying to say is that this is LITERALLY the best ice cream I ever tasted! Thank you so much!" By now she finished eating the ice cream.
Airey smiled as this one enjoyed her ice cream before he nearly choked on his on saliva with what she said next. Oh poor thing...must have come from some rather harsh conditions if the food was the best she had ever had. "I am glad you are liking things so far," he replied with a nervous grin. "Pity you did not come to Hogwarts when things were...a bit more up to standard." And she was really REALLY happy about that ice cream.
"Well, since you are here, is there anything you wish to ask me?"
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Woah! wait a minute..hold up! Knockturn Alley girl yes he was calling her that now actually enjoyed the food at the start of term feast? The Slytherin raised his eyebrow while he stared at her. Poor kid if she thought that THIS was the best she had ever had. He shook his head though as another question popped up in his mind. "Professor? With the houselves gone" he glanced towards the new student for a second. She had listened to the Headmistress speech right? But he could see why she wouldn't ...he never did but this caught his attention..because..FOOD! "Who is making all the food this year?" Because they all had to eat right?
He grabbed the mug of hot chocolate and smiled when he saw that the spoon inside wasn't made out of plastic. He was slowly getting tired of cleaning his own plasticware... and it was only the beginning of the term! Maybe he should owl his father and ask him if he wanted to send some REAL cutlery. He took a sip and immediately placed the mug back down on the desk to eat the icecream.
When the professor asked if he was concerned about his post graduation, the Slytherin Prefect suddenly became a little nervous. It wasn't like him but he now stared at his legs as he nodded his head very slowly. "I..i never really thought about it and i'm leaving at the end of the year" even saying it out loud was weird. He looked up with an embarrassed expression on his face as he rubbed his arm unconciously. "My dad says i should work at the Ministry but...but i don't know if i want to. And a friend of mine told me that i could always go to university but seriously...i'm not bright! or academic i still have difficulty performing easy spells and i'm not even sure if i want to work in the magical world and and..."
Breathe Daichi just breeeaaathe...and don't cry!
"What if i never find a job?! what if i stay jobless for the rest of my life?" okay so keeping calm was out of the question. and he was also forgetting he was saying his worries out loud with another student in the room
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Woah! wait a minute..hold up! Knockturn Alley girl yes he was calling her that now actually enjoyed the food at the start of term feast? The Slytherin raised his eyebrow while he stared at her. Poor kid if she thought that THIS was the best she had ever had. He shook his head though as another question popped up in his mind. "Professor? With the houselves gone" he glanced towards the new student for a second. She had listened to the Headmistress speech right? But he could see why she wouldn't ...he never did but this caught his attention..because..FOOD! "Who is making all the food this year?" Because they all had to eat right?
He grabbed the mug of hot chocolate and smiled when he saw that the spoon inside wasn't made out of plastic. He was slowly getting tired of cleaning his own plasticware... and it was only the beginning of the term! Maybe he should owl his father and ask him if he wanted to send some REAL cutlery. He took a sip and immediately placed the mug back down on the desk to eat the icecream.
When the professor asked if he was concerned about his post graduation, the Slytherin Prefect suddenly became a little nervous. It wasn't like him but he now stared at his legs as he nodded his head very slowly. "I..i never really thought about it and i'm leaving at the end of the year" even saying it out loud was weird. He looked up with an embarrassed expression on his face as he rubbed his arm unconciously. "My dad says i should work at the Ministry but...but i don't know if i want to. And a friend of mine told me that i could always go to university but seriously...i'm not bright! or academic i still have difficulty performing easy spells and i'm not even sure if i want to work in the magical world and and..."
Breathe Daichi just breeeaaathe...and don't cry!
"What if i never find a job?! what if i stay jobless for the rest of my life?" okay so keeping calm was out of the question. and he was also forgetting he was saying his worries out loud with another student in the room
Airey furrowed his brow a bit and looked down at his cup of tea on his desk for a moment before answering the boy. He wasn't exactly fond of house elves, but he didn't dislike them either. He missed them being around and keeping the castle from turning into a disaster zone full of germs. "There is still one left in the castle," he replied with a small frown. The one that was the least capable of getting things done as it turned out. "So for the most part they do, but occasionally, um, a professor or two will step in and give it a whirl." So, sorry Mr. Katharos if you happened to have had something off the Flamsteed Menu.
Airey took a long drink from his tea while the boy spoke. Yes, impending graduation was sort of a terrifying stage in a young witch or wizard's life. If he hadn't had an inspiration Astronomy professor while at Hogwarts, well, there was no telling where his seventeen year old self would be now.
Oh. Wait a second...
He was not sure that he was ready to be THAT person. Sure, he had been that person while working at NASA...but that was with adults. Adults who had more life experience to make the proper decisions. Adults who knew what they wanted. This, well, this was entirely different. Mr. Katharos was still a child with his life ahead of him and now he, Airey Flamsteed, was being asked to guide him.
.........................just picture the boy in a suit and perhaps this would go smoothly.
"First, Mr. Katharos, you should not use words like never when talking about your future. You will only put more pressure on yourself and risk limiting your self to the infinite possibilities that are out there for you," he said calmly as he rested his cup on his desk. "You are at an age where everyone is giving you advice so what I want you to do for me now is tell me what you like. Not what you can and cannot do. What do you like?"
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Sonea stood up when she had been called inside the office but stopped when she suddenly had a idea and opened her school bag she had with her and looked inside. She was had asked her maid at home to use a spell on het schoolbag so that she could put everything in it, she had asked the maid to do this after she had read in a history book about the girl, Hermione Granger who had done the same thing to her bag and had carried all the stuff they needed in one little handbag. And because she now had a bag where she could put everything in she had carried her vacuum cleaner with her. She smiled and tapped with her wand on the vacuum cleaner and spoke the spell calmly, “Vavavus” and she cleaned quickly a little dirt she saw. When she was done she opened her bag again and put the vacuum cleaner back inside.
Satisfied with her actions the little girl walked over to the teacher and smiled at the professor. “Hello professor, Thank you for inviting me” Sonea entered the office and saw that she was not the only one inside the office.
“Oh, hello” said Sonea immediately to the prefect from Slytherin but stared at the other student she didn’t knew.
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Minerva heard Professor Flamsteed call her in, but her feet weren't moving. She stood there looking at the door. Not sure if she could force herself through the door. What if he told her how bad she was in the class, what if he thought she was a poor student all together. Frowning she still just looked at the door.
Finally moving her hand since her feet weren't going to go, she opened the door and forced her feet to move. Peaking in without going fully in she saw him at his desk, "Hello Professor, yo..you wanted to see me?" She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, she hated feeling nervous around a professor, but then again she never walked into an office with the feeling she was about to get into trouble.
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Sonea stood up when she had been called inside the office but stopped when she suddenly had a idea and opened her school bag she had with her and looked inside. She was had asked her maid at home to use a spell on het schoolbag so that she could put everything in it, she had asked the maid to do this after she had read in a history book about the girl, Hermione Granger who had done the same thing to her bag and had carried all the stuff they needed in one little handbag. And because she now had a bag where she could put everything in she had carried her vacuum cleaner with her. She smiled and tapped with her wand on the vacuum cleaner and spoke the spell calmly, “Vavavus” and she cleaned quickly a little dirt she saw. When she was done she opened her bag again and put the vacuum cleaner back inside.
Satisfied with her actions the little girl walked over to the teacher and smiled at the professor. “Hello professor, Thank you for inviting me” Sonea entered the office and saw that she was not the only one inside the office.
Putting his bookmark back in his book, Airey returned it to the shelf when he heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner in his office and spun around on spot. There was...DUST IN HIS OFFICE?! He had just cleaned it earlier that day and....oh he was sure Calista and her habitat had something to do with it.
Or Medea.
"You are quite welcome, Miss Duvessa. What can I do for you?" She sure didn't seem to need help with the charm from the lesson.
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Minerva heard Professor Flamsteed call her in, but her feet weren't moving. She stood there looking at the door. Not sure if she could force herself through the door. What if he told her how bad she was in the class, what if he thought she was a poor student all together. Frowning she still just looked at the door.
Finally moving her hand since her feet weren't going to go, she opened the door and forced her feet to move. Peaking in without going fully in she saw him at his desk, "Hello Professor, yo..you wanted to see me?" She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, she hated feeling nervous around a professor, but then again she never walked into an office with the feeling she was about to get into trouble.
Stop pacing man. Just stop.
He somehow did and then made his way towards his desk as the door opened and the Hufflepuff walked in. One thing at a time. First some tea. Tea always made things seem better. Warm and comforting and all. "I did, Miss Wheatborn. Thank you for coming. Please, have a seat," he said while gesturing towards one of the chairs in front of his desk. He then set and cup in front of her along with his box of teas and cocoas. "I just got some raspberry hot cocoa in if it suits your fancy." Or anything else she might want.
He himself was going to have a cup of Irish Breakfast tea with some milk.
"So, how are things, Miss Wheatborn? I noticed you seemed more....distracted than usual in my lesson." That was a nice was of putting it, right? Bette than all out mentioning the whole 'hey, I noticed you failed your OWL in my subject' at least.
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Stop pacing man. Just stop.
He somehow did and then made his way towards his desk as the door opened and the Hufflepuff walked in. One thing at a time. First some tea. Tea always made things seem better. Warm and comforting and all. "I did, Miss Wheatborn. Thank you for coming. Please, have a seat," he said while gesturing towards one of the chairs in front of his desk. He then set and cup in front of her along with his box of teas and cocoas. "I just got some raspberry hot cocoa in if it suits your fancy." Or anything else she might want.
He himself was going to have a cup of Irish Breakfast tea with some milk.
"So, how are things, Miss Wheatborn? I noticed you seemed more....distracted than usual in my lesson." That was a nice was of putting it, right? Bette than all out mentioning the whole 'hey, I noticed you failed your OWL in my subject' at least.
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YOU... CAN.. DO .. THIS.. Min kept saying to her feet as she walked in looking like a petrified kitty cat. Not a very good look for a sixteen year old, and not one that was on Min's often. She took a seat in the chair nearest her and then gave a small smile to the offer, "Thank you Professor, that sounds lovely." She lifted her hand to reach for the tea and noticed it shaking with nerves, she hoped he didn't can't that.
Finally getting the tea she picked up her cup, maybe it would help a bit. Then she focused her attention on Flamsteed since he was talking. How were things, well horrible at the moment she had been asked to see a professor without it being her idea for the first time in sixth years.
Her eyes darted to the floor, "Oh well... umm.. I think I'm still getting use to the routine and stuff of just getting back." She knew that was a lie and she knew her voice was shaky because of that lie. Sighing she looked back up, "Professor, honestly I'm not sure why I was even in the lesson. I think that's pretty obvious I had no business in there." was that a bit to honest, but come on she mid as well say it before he told her she was to dumb for his class.
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YOU... CAN.. DO .. THIS.. Min kept saying to her feet as she walked in looking like a petrified kitty cat. Not a very good look for a sixteen year old, and not one that was on Min's often. She took a seat in the chair nearest her and then gave a small smile to the offer, "Thank you Professor, that sounds lovely." She lifted her hand to reach for the tea and noticed it shaking with nerves, she hoped he didn't can't that.
Finally getting the tea she picked up her cup, maybe it would help a bit. Then she focused her attention on Flamsteed since he was talking. How were things, well horrible at the moment she had been asked to see a professor without it being her idea for the first time in sixth years.
Her eyes darted to the floor, "Oh well... umm.. I think I'm still getting use to the routine and stuff of just getting back." She knew that was a lie and she knew her voice was shaky because of that lie. Sighing she looked back up, "Professor, honestly I'm not sure why I was even in the lesson. I think that's pretty obvious I had no business in there." was that a bit to honest, but come on she mid as well say it before he told her she was to dumb for his class.
Idly stirring in some more milk to his tea, Airey listened to Miss Wheatborn essentially dance around the issue. Getting used to. Resettling. All fine and all, but they both knew that was not the real issue.
Ah. There it was. And he couldn't help but smile at her and her brute honesty.
"You have every right to be in my lessons, Miss Wheatborn. Regardless of grades and test scores," he replied before taking a slow sip of his tea to think about what to say next. Was it too soon to bring out the ice cream? He was sort of wanting some to appease his sweet tooth and vanilla did go nicely with his selection of tea. Retrieving two bowls next, he plopped one scoop each into them and pushed one towards the girl. "You are already a better person than I was at your age, Mis Wheatborn. You see, I failed my Care of Magical Creatures OWL, but the following term I did not even bother stepping foot in the vicinity. I gave up so to speak and something tells me that you are the type of person to refuse to do that and that is the business you had attending class." It was really just process of elimination as far as he was concerned.
He paused a moment to pop some ice cream in his mouth and then reached for that file on his desk.
"According to your transcript, you had been doing just fine in the subject until last term." Which made him feel really uncomfortable. What if HE was the problem as a professor? "What do you think happened there?"
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Idly stirring in some more milk to his tea, Airey listened to Miss Wheatborn essentially dance around the issue. Getting used to. Resettling. All fine and all, but they both knew that was not the real issue.
Ah. There it was. And he couldn't help but smile at her and her brute honesty.
"You have every right to be in my lessons, Miss Wheatborn. Regardless of grades and test scores," he replied before taking a slow sip of his tea to think about what to say next. Was it too soon to bring out the ice cream? He was sort of wanting some to appease his sweet tooth and vanilla did go nicely with his selection of tea. Retrieving two bowls next, he plopped one scoop each into them and pushed one towards the girl. "You are already a better person than I was at your age, Mis Wheatborn. You see, I failed my Care of Magical Creatures OWL, but the following term I did not even bother stepping foot in the vicinity. I gave up so to speak and something tells me that you are the type of person to refuse to do that and that is the business you had attending class." It was really just process of elimination as far as he was concerned.
He paused a moment to pop some ice cream in his mouth and then reached for that file on his desk.
"According to your transcript, you had been doing just fine in the subject until last term." Which made him feel really uncomfortable. What if HE was the problem as a professor? "What do you think happened there?"
Minerva sipped her tea still feeling her stomach in knows, but his next words made her look at him a bit startled. So she wasn't here because she did something wrong, or that he felt she was to dumb for his class or for him to be bothered by. Sighing a bit of relief, she set her cup down.
Shifting her eyes from him to the desk she smiled a little. Who wouldn't smile at ice cream, the best comfort food ever, but was it strange that the professors kept offering it. Didn't Hadley offer it on her visit to her favorite house mom. "Thank you sir." she said as he pushed a bowl to her.
There was the word that made her frown, test scores.. So he knew exactly why she was not wanting to be in his class. Taking a deep breath, oh he was giving her some credit, well she really didn't need the credit, "Sir, thank you for the complement, but I don't think I am. Failure is something I have never done before, so I'm not sure how to go about this at all." She had turned this over and over it was bad enough the A she had received in Charms, one of her top classes, but then the P in Astronomy. She shook her head to herself a bit.
Playing with the spoon, she didn't take a bite. Her want of the comfort food just wasn't there at the moment. Her eyes shot up as he said transcript. He was looking at her transcript, did he have to see if she was dumb all the time, maybe he wanted to prove she shouldn't be there at all.
Then the dreaded words came out of his mouth, how on earth did she explain last term. All her grades slipped, she thought about the letter she sent trying to explain it to Shirmer and how disappointed her response was. It was hard enough to read disappointment, but see it. Not that she knew he would show it since he didn't know her as well. "Well Professor, I had many things in my personal life that affected my focus. I know that shouldn't be an excuse and I do regret letting things take priority over classes, that typically does not happen." She looked down again, feeling her own disappointment hit her again. She swallowed hard feeling her emotions kick in, but didn't want them around in front of a professor.
Putting his bookmark back in his book, Airey returned it to the shelf when he heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner in his office and spun around on spot. There was...DUST IN HIS OFFICE?! He had just cleaned it earlier that day and....oh he was sure Calista and her habitat had something to do with it.
Or Medea.
"You are quite welcome, Miss Duvessa. What can I do for you?" She sure didn't seem to need help with the charm from the lesson.
Sonea smiled excitedly at the teacher when she looked up at him. “Professor, I want to tell you that you lesson was really good and that I really liked it! I had never thought that i would like your lessons before because, well… I wasn’t you best student last year but now that I have paid a little more attention I realized that I really liked it… So… My question is…” Sonea paused and her smile widened. “Can I get something more to learn? I want to know more about this subject!” Sonea smiled again and really hoped that she could learn a little more, she wanted to be the best in everything she did and this subject was something she wanted to know better.
The young girl suddenly realized that she sounded a little like a Ravenclaw student and shivered. She didn’t wanted to be one of them! No, Sonea made herself the promise that she would study in silence and that she would try to not be in the middle of the attention, she would learn more and when the school year was over she would surprise everybody with her good grades!
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Airey furrowed his brow a bit and looked down at his cup of tea on his desk for a moment before answering the boy. He wasn't exactly fond of house elves, but he didn't dislike them either. He missed them being around and keeping the castle from turning into a disaster zone full of germs. "There is still one left in the castle," he replied with a small frown. The one that was the least capable of getting things done as it turned out. "So for the most part they do, but occasionally, um, a professor or two will step in and give it a whirl." So, sorry Mr. Katharos if you happened to have had something off the Flamsteed Menu.
Airey took a long drink from his tea while the boy spoke. Yes, impending graduation was sort of a terrifying stage in a young witch or wizard's life. If he hadn't had an inspiration Astronomy professor while at Hogwarts, well, there was no telling where his seventeen year old self would be now.
Oh. Wait a second...
He was not sure that he was ready to be THAT person. Sure, he had been that person while working at NASA...but that was with adults. Adults who had more life experience to make the proper decisions. Adults who knew what they wanted. This, well, this was entirely different. Mr. Katharos was still a child with his life ahead of him and now he, Airey Flamsteed, was being asked to guide him.
.........................just picture the boy in a suit and perhaps this would go smoothly.
"First, Mr. Katharos, you should not use words like never when talking about your future. You will only put more pressure on yourself and risk limiting your self to the infinite possibilities that are out there for you," he said calmly as he rested his cup on his desk. "You are at an age where everyone is giving you advice so what I want you to do for me now is tell me what you like. Not what you can and cannot do. What do you like?"
Only one house elf left to do all these jobs alone? Daichi felt sad for that one house elf and he wondered if it was the same house elf who had popped in to classrooms a few terms ago to find the Headmistress brooch. The Slytherin smiled at that memory. Cute house elf that one was....though he had forgotten its name...hmm..
Taking a sip from his hot chocolate drink (the icecream was already in his stomach) he listened to his words and sighed softly. "Well, whoever made the food at the start of term feast should not make it again" he chuckled and now hoped that it hadn't been THIS Professor who had made it. Eh? that would be awkward. But...Awkward was what he lived for it seemed.
"I... i didn't mean to, you know, make you uncomfortable with these..little problems" he said slowly after noticing the hesitation. "It's just... i don't really know who else to speak to" he mumbled, biting his lower lip before he took another sip of his chocolate. Eyes fixed to the desk, he continued. "I don't know why but you're the only adult i talk with..."
"I actually planned on seeing Professor Magnus but i didn't know she would be gone this term" Why must he always procrastinate things to the last minute? Or in this case, last school year.
And there it came, the *polite* scolding. The Slytherin crossed his arms over each other and seemed to shrink in his chair. This was truly embarrassing especially because those words sounded very familiar. "You sound like my father..." he responded after the Professor was finished and he sighed. "I'm sorry, i can't help it, thats just who i am..i've been worrying about things all my life and i just can't..." Another deep sigh followed as he placed the cup of hot chocolate down on the desk.
"Why is it always THIS question?!" he asked , more to himself but whatever. He thought about what he liked and there were a few things but. "I don't think the things i like can help me find a job.." he said after a moment of thinking. "Well, i really like ducks! ...but i guess that was not what you were looking for...ehm...what else?" think Daichi! think! "Food!...no..."
"I think i like fashion a little bit as well. I mean, i like shopping in muggle stores..."
another long silence... "This isn't going anywhere right, sir? But i guess i don't want to do anything in the magical world"
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Minerva sipped her tea still feeling her stomach in knows, but his next words made her look at him a bit startled. So she wasn't here because she did something wrong, or that he felt she was to dumb for his class or for him to be bothered by. Sighing a bit of relief, she set her cup down.
Shifting her eyes from him to the desk she smiled a little. Who wouldn't smile at ice cream, the best comfort food ever, but was it strange that the professors kept offering it. Didn't Hadley offer it on her visit to her favorite house mom. "Thank you sir." she said as he pushed a bowl to her.
There was the word that made her frown, test scores.. So he knew exactly why she was not wanting to be in his class. Taking a deep breath, oh he was giving her some credit, well she really didn't need the credit, "Sir, thank you for the complement, but I don't think I am. Failure is something I have never done before, so I'm not sure how to go about this at all." She had turned this over and over it was bad enough the A she had received in Charms, one of her top classes, but then the P in Astronomy. She shook her head to herself a bit.
Playing with the spoon, she didn't take a bite. Her want of the comfort food just wasn't there at the moment. Her eyes shot up as he said transcript. He was looking at her transcript, did he have to see if she was dumb all the time, maybe he wanted to prove she shouldn't be there at all.
Then the dreaded words came out of his mouth, how on earth did she explain last term. All her grades slipped, she thought about the letter she sent trying to explain it to Shirmer and how disappointed her response was. It was hard enough to read disappointment, but see it. Not that she knew he would show it since he didn't know her as well. "Well Professor, I had many things in my personal life that affected my focus. I know that shouldn't be an excuse and I do regret letting things take priority over classes, that typically does not happen." She looked down again, feeling her own disappointment hit her again. She swallowed hard feeling her emotions kick in, but didn't want them around in front of a professor.
Airey leaned back in his seat a bit to allow her to speak and he was trying his best to not let his ice cream distract him from the conversation at hand. It was sort of hard to do since this sort of social interaction was foreign and awkward to him. Why couldn't professors just profess? Or, um, not profess exactly...just teach. Education. Facts.
Although he had been told that this was also part of the whole education picture and was actually part of why he had been interested in returning to Hogwarts as a professor in the first place. He had been lucky enough to have had one to point him in the right direction, so if he could do even a fraction of that for students then he would consider himself a successful educator.
But he was obviously doing the opposite for Miss Wheatborn.
Waiting until she was finished speak, Airey took a long sip from his cup and then set it down next to his bowl. What to say? Where to begin? Why couldn't there be a formula for this sort of thing? "I have one question for you, Miss Wheatborn. This failure, as you call it, what do you want to do about it? My concern is not over just your grades, but whether or not you are content with this failure." He paused just for a moment to lean on his desk a bit and fold his fingers together. "As the great muggle bucketball player once said, I can accept failure, everyone fails at something. But I can't accept not trying."
Which was his round about way of sending her a message and pointing her in a certain direction without saying it outright. Kids were supposed to come to these conclusions on their own, right?
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Sonea smiled excitedly at the teacher when she looked up at him. “Professor, I want to tell you that you lesson was really good and that I really liked it! I had never thought that i would like your lessons before because, well… I wasn’t you best student last year but now that I have paid a little more attention I realized that I really liked it… So… My question is…” Sonea paused and her smile widened. “Can I get something more to learn? I want to know more about this subject!” Sonea smiled again and really hoped that she could learn a little more, she wanted to be the best in everything she did and this subject was something she wanted to know better.
The young girl suddenly realized that she sounded a little like a Ravenclaw student and shivered. She didn’t wanted to be one of them! No, Sonea made herself the promise that she would study in silence and that she would try to not be in the middle of the attention, she would learn more and when the school year was over she would surprise everybody with her good grades!
Airey grinned at the girl, his eyes practically twinkling with her compliment. "Glad you enjoyed it. I hope that you like the rest of what I have planned this term." There would be no more black hole talk, but things would still be related to stars.
"Oh, um...." he said while grabbing a file off his desk and flipping through it a bit to glance over his notes. "Well, would you like to give the star project a try?" he asked as he glanced over his grade book. She hadn't completed it and it would help her catch up with the rest of her classmates. "I can give you access to the laboratory if you are interested."
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Only one house elf left to do all these jobs alone? Daichi felt sad for that one house elf and he wondered if it was the same house elf who had popped in to classrooms a few terms ago to find the Headmistress brooch. The Slytherin smiled at that memory. Cute house elf that one was....though he had forgotten its name...hmm..
Taking a sip from his hot chocolate drink (the icecream was already in his stomach) he listened to his words and sighed softly. "Well, whoever made the food at the start of term feast should not make it again" he chuckled and now hoped that it hadn't been THIS Professor who had made it. Eh? that would be awkward. But...Awkward was what he lived for it seemed.
"I... i didn't mean to, you know, make you uncomfortable with these..little problems" he said slowly after noticing the hesitation. "It's just... i don't really know who else to speak to" he mumbled, biting his lower lip before he took another sip of his chocolate. Eyes fixed to the desk, he continued. "I don't know why but you're the only adult i talk with..."
"I actually planned on seeing Professor Magnus but i didn't know she would be gone this term" Why must he always procrastinate things to the last minute? Or in this case, last school year.
And there it came, the *polite* scolding. The Slytherin crossed his arms over each other and seemed to shrink in his chair. This was truly embarrassing especially because those words sounded very familiar. "You sound like my father..." he responded after the Professor was finished and he sighed. "I'm sorry, i can't help it, thats just who i am..i've been worrying about things all my life and i just can't..." Another deep sigh followed as he placed the cup of hot chocolate down on the desk.
"Why is it always THIS question?!" he asked , more to himself but whatever. He thought about what he liked and there were a few things but. "I don't think the things i like can help me find a job.." he said after a moment of thinking. "Well, i really like ducks! ...but i guess that was not what you were looking for...ehm...what else?" think Daichi! think! "Food!...no..."
"I think i like fashion a little bit as well. I mean, i like shopping in muggle stores..."
another long silence... "This isn't going anywhere right, sir? But i guess i don't want to do anything in the magical world"
"That...would have been Toddles," he said with a small chuckle. Staff had been preoccupied with other things to worry about.
And we were just going to ignore the father comparison for now, okay? It sort of freaked the man out a little. Fatherhood just wasn't something in the stars for him right now. Shiver.
"BECAUSE, best do something that you like than something that feels like you are torturing yourself with, wouldn't you say?" Airey responded. Even if the question was most likely a rhetorical one. So he liked ducks and food....it would be back for him to suggest becoming a chef that specialized in duck cuisine, right? "Have you considered a career in creatures? You could specialize in birds I hear." In which case he shoul go and speak to the new professor because she would know a lot more about that than him. He now knew about the boy's fear of fire to a certain extent, so he wouldn't bring up a culinary career. That option was out the window and in another galaxy.
FASHION! He knew something about that. Well, he knew about suits and color pallets to a certain extent. He had a thought - perhaps not the most glamorous of jobs for a graduated seventh year prefect - but it would tide him over until he figured out what he wanted to do in the long run.
"What about finding a job in fashion? Work in a store as a clerk to start until you discover your true passion." It just might be hard for the boy to want to motivate himself in his studies at Hogwarts considering that very few classes really were applicable to muggle fashion store. "If it is in muggle fashion perhaps you could speak with Professor Cerulean." She was the Muggle Studies professor after all.
Although he knew his way around the muggle fashion scene pretty darn well if he did say so himself - once he had figured out that the one shop was a costume shop and not for the every day look that is.
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After some heated debate inside his mind, the little man'd finally decided that it wasn't very nice to lie to a professor. Besides, the healer might understand he was faking a stomach ache. He had to learn that spell, no matter what, if he didn't want an angry transfiguration professor on his back.
So... yeah. The first person he could think of was Professor Flamsteed, because he could fix things if his spell went wrong.
Probably. Hopefully.
Knocking on the door out of politeness, he entered the office timidly without waiting for a reply (they had arranged this meeting, hopefully the man hadn't forgotten). When he didn't want to do something, it'd take the world's effort to get himself do it, and this was just another case of that. His only hope was that Professor Flamsteed didn't take offence in his reluctance or his expression.
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After some heated debate inside his mind, the little man'd finally decided that it wasn't very nice to lie to a professor. Besides, the healer might understand he was faking a stomach ache. He had to learn that spell, no matter what, if he didn't want an angry transfiguration professor on his back.
So... yeah. The first person he could think of was Professor Flamsteed, because he could fix things if his spell went wrong.
Probably. Hopefully.
Knocking on the door out of politeness, he entered the office timidly without waiting for a reply (they had arranged this meeting, hopefully the man hadn't forgotten). When he didn't want to do something, it'd take the world's effort to get himself do it, and this was just another case of that. His only hope was that Professor Flamsteed didn't take offence in his reluctance or his expression.
Airey had been obsessively cleaning his office ever since lint had all but attacked him in the corridor. It had left his skin crawling so much that he really was surprised that it hadn't crawled right off the bone. He was also thankful for this, of course, but yes. Hogwarts was going to be the death of him.
............such a morbid thought had no place in his mind. Tea would fix that. Tea and maybe some of that Nutella stuff that he had Medea had bought over the summer at that magical place.
Using the lint roller all over - including on his face - he paused when he heard the door open up. "Ah, Mr. Charlton, come in come in," he said while as he put the lint roller back in his breast pocket. "So....you needed help with homework?"
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Airey had been obsessively cleaning his office ever since lint had all but attacked him in the corridor. It had left his skin crawling so much that he really was surprised that it hadn't crawled right off the bone. He was also thankful for this, of course, but yes. Hogwarts was going to be the death of him.
............such a morbid thought had no place in his mind. Tea would fix that. Tea and maybe some of that Nutella stuff that he had Medea had bought over the summer at that magical place.
Using the lint roller all over - including on his face - he paused when he heard the door open up. "Ah, Mr. Charlton, come in come in," he said while as he put the lint roller back in his breast pocket. "So....you needed help with homework?"
Excuse him if he brought some dust along, Mr. Flamsteed.
A look of confusion crossed his face when Forrest was addressed as 'Mr'. It was the first time someone address him that formally, and it felt... weird. Out of place, almost. The next moment he was his timid self again though, as his head moved a few milimetres up and down.
"With transfiguration homework," he answered, voice creaking because he was almost reluctant to speak. Would that be a problem? Did he know transfiguration? "We should--" he reached for the zip of his bag on his shoulder, "--we are to make these move." He got out two gargoyles as he looked into Professor's eyes again.
Please don't ask 'Why didn't you go to Professor Bellaire?'.
Airey grinned at the girl, his eyes practically twinkling with her compliment. "Glad you enjoyed it. I hope that you like the rest of what I have planned this term." There would be no more black hole talk, but things would still be related to stars.
"Oh, um...." he said while grabbing a file off his desk and flipping through it a bit to glance over his notes. "Well, would you like to give the star project a try?" he asked as he glanced over his grade book. She hadn't completed it and it would help her catch up with the rest of her classmates. "I can give you access to the laboratory if you are interested.
The young girl saw that professor Flamsteed was happy with the compliment and smiled even wider, she had a good feeling about this and was sure that professor Flamsteed would give her some more to study. She was really curious about the other planets in the universe and she wondered if the muggle stories where true and that there were really Aliens, like the muggle movie E.T! (Not that she would have watched a muggle movie… ) Sonea shifted a little in her chair and remembered that she had hide the movie under her bed, hoping that her parents didn’t knew about it.
“I’m sure that I will like it professor Flamsteed!” Said Sonea immediately and was sure that she would like all the other lessons she would get during this term. Sonea watched how the professor looked at a few files on his desk and watched him careful, curious what he would do next, was he searching for something he could give Sonea? Some extra work she could do?
“The star project?” Sonea looked excited at the professor and nodded, “yes, I want to do that!” Sonea did not know what exactly she needed to do, but she was sure that she would like it and that she could do it. “…The laboratory? Really?” Sonea stared at the professor and was now really happy that she had asked the professor for some extra work!
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Excuse him if he brought some dust along, Mr. Flamsteed.
A look of confusion crossed his face when Forrest was addressed as 'Mr'. It was the first time someone address him that formally, and it felt... weird. Out of place, almost. The next moment he was his timid self again though, as his head moved a few milimetres up and down.
"With transfiguration homework," he answered, voice creaking because he was almost reluctant to speak. Would that be a problem? Did he know transfiguration? "We should--" he reached for the zip of his bag on his shoulder, "--we are to make these move." He got out two gargoyles as he looked into Professor's eyes again.
Please don't ask 'Why didn't you go to Professor Bellaire?'.
Settling down in his seat, Airey couldn't help but look a bit surprised at the boy's request. Oh. So this wasn't about Astronomy homework then. He had been expecting it to be so since he had struggled just a little with the charm during the lesson.
"Transfiguration?" he questioned, blue eyes on the gargoyles on his desk now. "I...am not sure I am the best suited for doing so..." Meaning that his Transfiguration professor would be better. "But I will most certainly try." Since the boy had come to him for whatever reason and he would be a poor educator if he turned the Hufflepuff away, yes?
Make them move? "You mean using Piertotum Locomotor?" Rather advanced spell for a first year, wasn't it?
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The young girl saw that professor Flamsteed was happy with the compliment and smiled even wider, she had a good feeling about this and was sure that professor Flamsteed would give her some more to study. She was really curious about the other planets in the universe and she wondered if the muggle stories where true and that there were really Aliens, like the muggle movie E.T! (Not that she would have watched a muggle movie… ) Sonea shifted a little in her chair and remembered that she had hide the movie under her bed, hoping that her parents didn’t knew about it.
“I’m sure that I will like it professor Flamsteed!” Said Sonea immediately and was sure that she would like all the other lessons she would get during this term. Sonea watched how the professor looked at a few files on his desk and watched him careful, curious what he would do next, was he searching for something he could give Sonea? Some extra work she could do?
“The star project?” Sonea looked excited at the professor and nodded, “yes, I want to do that!” Sonea did not know what exactly she needed to do, but she was sure that she would like it and that she could do it. “…The laboratory? Really?” Sonea stared at the professor and was now really happy that she had asked the professor for some extra work!
"Yep. Star project," he confirmed as he flipped through the file a bit more. Aha-ing as he found the parchment he was looking for, he removed it from the file, flicked his wand to duplicate it, and then handed it to her across his desk. "Here you go," he said while offering it to her. "Despite cut backs, I still have all the necessary supplies in the lab. I can supervise the initial steps and then you can take care of the rest on your own."
He then reached behind him for two bowls and scooped some ice cream in them from his hidden stash in his office. He said nothing else as he pushed the bowl towards the Slytherin and offered her a spoon.
"Bright witch like you should be able to handle it."
The star project. Not the ice cream.
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Settling down in his seat, Airey couldn't help but look a bit surprised at the boy's request. Oh. So this wasn't about Astronomy homework then. He had been expecting it to be so since he had struggled just a little with the charm during the lesson.
"Transfiguration?" he questioned, blue eyes on the gargoyles on his desk now. "I...am not sure I am the best suited for doing so..." Meaning that his Transfiguration professor would be better. "But I will most certainly try." Since the boy had come to him for whatever reason and he would be a poor educator if he turned the Hufflepuff away, yes?
Make them move? "You mean using Piertotum Locomotor?" Rather advanced spell for a first year, wasn't it?
Forrest's heart sank. If Professor refused, he would have to fake a stomach ache to skip the next class when they were expected to report with their moving gargoyles. He was his only hope, because he was a professor and he was nice.
Professor Bellaire wasn't nice though. She wouldn't take 'I couldn't make it move' as an excuse, probably.
The very short space of time until his I'll try felt like an eternity. When he finally accepted, Forrest's face lit up as he smiled. Could he see the BIG weight off the little boy's shoulders? Hehe. He nodded enthusiastically again.
"I couldn't do it for the whole class." So, like, he knew what he was dealing with.
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Forrest's heart sank. If Professor refused, he would have to fake a stomach ache to skip the next class when they were expected to report with their moving gargoyles. He was his only hope, because he was a professor and he was nice.
Professor Bellaire wasn't nice though. She wouldn't take 'I couldn't make it move' as an excuse, probably.
The very short space of time until his I'll try felt like an eternity. When he finally accepted, Forrest's face lit up as he smiled. Could he see the BIG weight off the little boy's shoulders? Hehe. He nodded enthusiastically again.
"I couldn't do it for the whole class." So, like, he knew what he was dealing with.
Ah. So there was a confidence issue at hand here, wasn't there? Airey grinned at the boy as he picked up one of the gargoyles and made it dance in the air by shaking it back and forth.
Bad joke? See, it was moving now...
"Right, well, that was then and this is now. So, let's see what we can do about this, shall we?" he said while placing the gargoyle back down on the desk. "As I am sure you were told, magic is almost entirely about intent. So, before you give the spell a try I want you to close your eyes and REALLY visualize what your gargoyle should do after the spell has been sucessfully performed. Think positive and you should get positive results." OH! He had a thought. "Here. Ice cream should help. Works for me these days when I need a pick me up."
And he pushed a bowl of ice cream towards the boy along with a proper spoon.
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Ah. So there was a confidence issue at hand here, wasn't there? Airey grinned at the boy as he picked up one of the gargoyles and made it dance in the air by shaking it back and forth.
Bad joke? See, it was moving now...
"Right, well, that was then and this is now. So, let's see what we can do about this, shall we?" he said while placing the gargoyle back down on the desk. "As I am sure you were told, magic is almost entirely about intent. So, before you give the spell a try I want you to close your eyes and REALLY visualize what your gargoyle should do after the spell has been sucessfully performed. Think positive and you should get positive results." OH! He had a thought. "Here. Ice cream should help. Works for me these days when I need a pick me up."
And he pushed a bowl of ice cream towards the boy along with a proper spoon.
Forrest didn't quite understand what Professor was doing with that gargoyle in his hands, so... he didn't comment. Don't comment and don't stare. It always worked.
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Forrest was tired of standing there with his bag on his shoulder, so he placed the bag on the floor and shifted his weight, hands inside his pockets again. This was his way of showing his reluctance to do something, as if his expression wasn't enough to show it, but he nodded when the professor was done. He would try it. But he didn't have a hope at all.
Yeah, ice-cream was all good in the beginning, but after the second week here, he almost vomited every time he'd heard the word. "Thank you," he said politely, but didn't make a move towards it. He was full with potatoes, thank you.
Back to the business. He took one last look on the lion-shaped gargoyle and closed his eyes, visualising it simply getting up. It would be a big success for him if he got even that so... yeah. Standing up. Visualised. Done. He opened his eyes a few seconds later and said "I've visualised."
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