THIS WAS BETTER THAN CHRISTMAS!

An entire room dedicated to muggle devices and them WORKING. Sweet solstice what could be better?! Well, actually, he could think of a few things but for the time being and his short attention span this was the greatest thing ever. He didn't know where to start first and he half wished that he would have brought down the vintage vacuum cleaners to test them out the real muggle way instead of using the charm he had taught the previous term.

Fingers wiggling Airey approached the felefones first and picked up a black one. Hmm...how did this one work? He glanced around looking for instructions or something, but since he found nothing, decided it was just going to have to be trial and error.

"Ah, this button says on," he mused to himself as he pushed it and the screen went bright for a moment. Hmm...now what next? Airey began to randomly push buttons until he heard a ringing noise. Oooooooooh! What was it going to do next?!

"Hello?" the phone said.

Airey dropped the phone and pointed to it on the floor as the voice continued to repeat the word 'hello' a few times. IT WAS TALKING! THE FELEFONE WAS TALKING!

After hearing about the technology center that housed all sorts of muggle things the Slytherin had sprinted all the way from her common room to see if this was really true... and it was... and it was AMAZING!!!!!!

Phones, and other things that she'd only ever seen in the passing were all through the room as well as things that Amy had showed her during the times they'd spent together... and now she could try out all those kinds of things here in Hogwarts and figure out how they work! Or listen to music with those strange muggle things! Or call people, like her brother and Amy! Or try using the 'net' that Amy always seemed to be talking about!

But what could she do? Or should she do? The options were endless!!!!!!!!

Text Cut: Professor Airey

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

THIS WAS BETTER THAN CHRISTMAS!

An entire room dedicated to muggle devices and them WORKING. Sweet solstice what could be better?! Well, actually, he could think of a few things but for the time being and his short attention span this was the greatest thing ever. He didn't know where to start first and he half wished that he would have brought down the vintage vacuum cleaners to test them out the real muggle way instead of using the charm he had taught the previous term.

Fingers wiggling Airey approached the felefones first and picked up a black one. Hmm...how did this one work? He glanced around looking for instructions or something, but since he found nothing, decided it was just going to have to be trial and error.

"Ah, this button says on," he mused to himself as he pushed it and the screen went bright for a moment. Hmm...now what next? Airey began to randomly push buttons until he heard a ringing noise. Oooooooooh! What was it going to do next?!

"Hello?" the phone said.

Airey dropped the phone and pointed to it on the floor as the voice continued to repeat the word 'hello' a few times. IT WAS TALKING! THE FELEFONE WAS TALKING!

Then she noticed Professor Airey, who she'd somehow missed while she was admiring the room and giggled as he dropped the phone.

"Hey Professor Airey! How was your summer?" she asked politely, a smile on her face as her gaze moved back to the phone. "Do you also like muggle things?" she continued, though judging by his reactions she guessed he did!

Working muggle devices. She was no foreigner to the muggle world, but that didn't mean she understood most of their technology. Who cared about the wonderful dwindling summer weather outside when you could be inside messing around with electronics, right? Though, standing in the doorway and actually seeing who was currently in the room, the outside world was starting to sound more appealing.

But....Working muggle devices.

And what was the first item she wanted to discover?? The phone. Of course. Which was being occupied. By someone. Sorta. OCCUPIED. By someone! WHICH MEANT- "Does it vork!?"

Oh, yes, we see you as well, Miss Slytherin student.

Airey was panic stricken and probably resembled a kneazle that had had its tail slammed in a door. WHAT HAD HE JUST DONE?! Had the number he just put into the phone been a specific number associated with one muggle and now that muggle had been summoned into the phone and was TRAPPED?! Or was the phone just speaking on it's own?!

He didn't dare pick the phone up, despite it threatening to do something called 'hang up' should he not speak to it. Along with some unnecessary name calling. He tore his gaze away from the phone when he heard another voice. "Ah, Miss Moriarty," he waved awkwardly to the Slytherin. "Summer was, um, pleasant I suppose. Yours?"

Before he could answer her second question regarding muggle things - which would have a very LOUD and enthusiastic YES - Medea walked in and suddenly the familiar feeling of his insides going through spaghettification was happening all over again.

"IT'S TALKING! THE FELEFONE IS TALKING!" he exclaimed while pointing at the device on the ground. "Do you think I should say hello back?"

"Hellooooooooooooooooo?"

Of course Forrest heard about the room.

Of course he was one of the firstESTEST people to try it.

Of course, he was actually running to it.

He remembered very well how Professor Hadley had looked down upon 'muggle kind of entertainment' and how there were 'many, MUCH MORE entertaining things to do' in wizarding world. And now it was the very same person who'd set up this room. But Forrest was not the rude boy to point her contradiction. In fact, he was going to be the person who would thank her.

After he'd tried the room, of course. He first had to see it HIMSELF.

So, running as fast as he could, he arrived at the door of it and had barely any time to sign the agreement. His handwriting was horrible, but WHO CARED? It was a MUGGLE room and he was a MUGGLEborn, he knew how to treat these babies! Panting, but not uncomfortable by it at all, he yanked open the door with the biggest grin his face could hold, closed his eyes and smelt the room. The scent of technology was so AMAZING. It was the BEST scent on earth! It was--

'Hellooooo'

Were people in here? He opened one eye first, then the other. Yes, he saw them. To his delight, they were the people he LOVED.

"Hiiiii!" he exclaimed and entered, closing the door behind him.

Was that a COMPUTER?!

Taking notice that the Slytherin student was in fact Miss Moriarty, Medea smiled brightly as she stepped further into the room, letting the door shut slowly behind her. The phone WORKED!! Even she could hear the faint helloooooooo from the thing.

"Vo...YES!" Too exciting to speak properly! "Pick it up! Pick it up!"

One thing about the classroom doors in the castle was that they were certainly not quiet. Although, at least they could be alerted by the presence of someone early...no matter how it could make someone jump from fright. Slight fright. Slight. Barely a jump at all. What. "Hello, Mister Charlton." Mustering up that smile upon her face with ease, she took a few more steps away from the door.

Goodness.

Having grown up around muggles her whole life, Eliza was interested to see which devices had made the cut for their all new muggle technology lab.

There seemed to be all sorts of wired and plastic things, but what she first noticed upon entering was a certain hyper professor playing with a telephone. She walked over to watch his amusement and smiled. She liked seeing others be happy, and since Airey was usually happy, she supposed that meant she usually liked seeing him. "How's it going there?" Eliza asked playfully to the Astronomy teacher, and she threw in a smile and head bob to Professor Romanos as well - who seemed to be equally excited by the telephone.

Oh and look there! Forrest is here too! Eliza noted as he came bounding through the door. "Hey there Forrest," she turned her head in greeting, as she stood by the professors with the phone.

Her attention was still on the phone that he'd dropped by the time he replied to the question, and she smiled in return to the fact that it was pleasant.

"Mine was really good!" she exclaimed happily, a toothy grin on her face as she thought of the muggle amusement park that her brother had taken her to.

Felefone???

Kahlan was pretty sure that he was talking about the telephone but at that point in time she didn't have the heart to correct him given the enthusiasm that he was showing about it.

"Yes!" she almost yelled, a small blush forming on her face as she realised what she'd just done... "Um... I mean... you should before the muggle hangs up or something..." she continued awkwardly, looking at the ground

She almost felt sorry for this poor muggle...

SPOILER!!: Forrest

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Originally Posted by StarShine

Of course Forrest heard about the room.

Of course he was one of the firstESTEST people to try it.

Of course, he was actually running to it.

He remembered very well how Professor Hadley had looked down upon 'muggle kind of entertainment' and how there were 'many, MUCH MORE entertaining things to do' in wizarding world. And now it was the very same person who'd set up this room. But Forrest was not the rude boy to point her contradiction. In fact, he was going to be the person who would thank her.

After he'd tried the room, of course. He first had to see it HIMSELF.

So, running as fast as he could, he arrived at the door of it and had barely any time to sign the agreement. His handwriting was horrible, but WHO CARED? It was a MUGGLE room and he was a MUGGLEborn, he knew how to treat these babies! Panting, but not uncomfortable by it at all, he yanked open the door with the biggest grin his face could hold, closed his eyes and smelt the room. The scent of technology was so AMAZING. It was the BEST scent on earth! It was--

'Hellooooo'

Were people in here? He opened one eye first, then the other. Yes, he saw them. To his delight, they were the people he LOVED.

"Hiiiii!" he exclaimed and entered, closing the door behind him.

Was that a COMPUTER?!

The pureblood was so caught up with the phone and the two Professors being there to notice as Forrest burst in until he called a hello.

And another grin formed on her face as she refrained from hugging him with all the excitement because of the two other people in the room.

"Hey Forrest! This is amazing isn't it? Music things, and those things and felefones!" she said, jumping slightly as she pointed at things...

Hold on! Did she say felefones?

Her brow furrowed as she thought of how she'd said it the way that Airey had said it. "Um... I mean telephones..." she murmured, a small blush on her cheeks.

SPOILER!!: 'Professor Romanos

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Taking notice that the Slytherin student was in fact Miss Moriarty, Medea smiled brightly as she stepped further into the room, letting the door shut slowly behind her. The phone WORKED!! Even she could hear the faint helloooooooo from the thing.

"Vo...YES!" Too exciting to speak properly! "Pick it up! Pick it up!"

One thing about the classroom doors in the castle was that they were certainly not quiet. Although, at least they could be alerted by the presence of someone early...no matter how it could make someone jump from fright. Slight fright. Slight. Barely a jump at all. What. "Hello, Mister Charlton." Mustering up that smile upon her face with ease, she took a few more steps away from the door.

Goodness.

Spinning at the new voice in the room the blonde noticed the DADA Professor standing there - looking just as awed by everything in the room.

And while the second year loved her class, she hated the yoga that it involved... she just wasn't flexible and always walked away from that class with aching muscles!

Still she smiled, "Hi Professor, hope your summer was good"

And then she seemed just as excited as Professor Airey that the phone was working... though she had to admit a part of her wanted to run over and try it herself!

Airey was sort of flapping his arms about as he reached towards the phone on the ground and pulled back, almost as if doing some sort of convoluted dance. "Pick it up, right. I can do that." But wait. How would the muggle hang up? Hang up what?! Sometimes muggles seriously spoke an entirely different language.

Airey bent down and picked up the felefone just as a few more students arrived. "Hello, Mr. Charlton. Miss Dawnsel," he greeted as he had the felefone pressed against his ear opposite of the way it was supposed to be held. He ventured a shy glance at Medea, as if asking her what he should say, but he found the the kneazle had his tongue as the realization sunk in that he was speaking to a muggle. One that was clearly trapped within the plastic contents of this felefone. "Um....I'm sorry you are trapped inside this device," he said in apology. You know, best say sorry for summoning the poor woman.

And then his eyes widened. Huh?

"Can anyone tell me what a prank call is?" he asked, looking around at all the students present. It sounded like something he really SHOULD know what it was. Prank being in the expression and all.

He put his ear against the felefone again and heard nothing. Not even that strange little buzzing noise. And then there was this odd sort of...drone noise. Odd. Muggles certainly made the oddest noises on the felefone.

Professor Romanos' voice distracted him from examining the old computers, and Forrest merely smiled at her. He was horrible at being polite stuff--he never knew the correct words and whatnot--so it was best to keep silent. Eliza--right?!--saved him from answering the woman luckily, and he waved at her more enthusiastically than necessary.

"Hey, hello!" More greetings. Hehe. He took a few steps towards them and joined their circle around the... oh, it was a telephone.

OH KAHLAN HI!

He opened his mouth to greet his friend, but she beat him to it--managing to elicit a giggle from him too!

Well, good thing she knew the correct word. Felefone. Goodness. She was funny!

He was then completely silent and serious to let Professor Airey do the talking.

...trapped inside this device? What was he talking about? Was there really a person inside it?!



"A prank call is when you dial a number randomly and make fun of the person at the other end," he said absent-mindedly. Oh. Oooooh! No one was trapped in the phone, but it was actually connected to the rest of the world (at least England) and Professor Airey must have dialed a random number.

HEY! He could call his mother!

"Can I call my mother?" He was bouncy all of a sudden, and he was barely standing still.

THIS WAS SO COOL YO!

Still trying not to giggle too much at the professors' combined inexperience with muggle devices, Eliza looked on as Airey spoke with whomever was on the other end. She held her chin with her fingers and shook her head slightly from left to right. They were going about this the wrong way, but it was really endearing to watch, so she let him do it a little longer.

Once he stopped to ask a question about prank calls, Eliza chimed in with Forrest. "Yes, Professor. A prank call is when someone, usually kids my age I guess," which she knew from her strange encounters with the neighbor boys back home, "call random numbers or even people they know just to play tricks on them. Like..." she tried to think of an example. "Say someone you know wanted to joke with you. They'd find out your number for the telephone, and would call and say something like, 'Hi, is your refrigerator running?' To which you'd probably say, 'Yes.', unless it really wasn't working....but anyway. So then the person who called you to prank you would say, 'Well then you'd better go catch it!'" She thought she had explained that pretty well actually. Or, it seemed that way to her anyway. She paused to give him a moment to let it sink in. "You see?" Another pause, and then she added, "Oh, and the muggle on the other end isn't really trapped inside. It's not a spell, you know, since they're muggles. The phone works somehow because of wires that transmit the sound frequency to the different phones...kind of. But I don't really know all the details." She frowned slightly at that realization. She really ought to learn more practical things and maybe focus less on the other daydreamy stuff. But....nah. Hopefully she'd made him less worried about someone being trapped forever in a plastic prison though.

She gave Forrest a small smile when he asked about calling his mother. It really wasn't a half bad idea! In fact, if they were calling out - she might try hers as well!

Oh...more students. This room was certainly going to be the hot spot of the school, wasn't it. Take note, don't stand too close to the door then. Though it was hard enough to tear her gaze away from the phone, much more to actually realize that there was a student greeting you. Ahem! "Oh, it vos very nice, yes." Sorta. "I hope yours vos as vell, Miss Moriarty?"

Airey was talking into it!

PRANK CALL! HA!...Yea, she had no clue what that was.

With those two very lovely descriptions from the Forrest and Eliza however, an eyebrow raised as she placed her hands on her hips. "How do you two know so much about prank calls, hmmm?" There may have been a faint mischievous expression on her face, though it quickly turned to one of merriment.

There were MORE phones. Just a couple, and of course the students would have first grabs for them, but it wouldn't hurt if she checked one out really quick. Maybe to just see what was inside to once and for all put a rest to the theory of muggles actually being trapped inside them. Scientific purposes and all. Totally.

See, now Airey had dealt with SOME muggle phone before while working at NASA and still did every now and then - although the sort he tended to do were video calls and not of this nature, but these were SO ancient and foreign looking that there just had to be something different about their function. Ancient muggle technology was fascinating...ooooooooooh, and so was this notion about prank calls.

He laughed slightly louder when Miss Dawnsel said they were performed by people her age. Ha. HAHAHA. Sounded more like something he and Medea would do. Prank calls. Fascinating.

"Ooooooh thank you," he nodded enthuastically at the two students. "Now, when a muggle tells you to hold...what do they mean by that? You are already holding onto the fele----telephone. What else is there to hold on to?"

His attention turn to the Hufflepuff boy once again when he asked about calling his mother. "Oh could you please?!" he asked with eyes matching those of an excited crup. "And can I watch?"

The blonde listened intently to the explanations offered by the other students, figuring they'd probably grown up in the muggle world - well she knew Forrest did - and therefore probably knew what they were talking about...

"Um... from what Amy told me I think 'holding' doesn't mean holding onto the phone... like... its a type of waiting? Like... you wait while they go off and do something quickly, or check something... or take another call?" she answered, cocking her head to the side slightly as she thought for a moment, wondering if that made sense and if she was even right.

And then she sent a helpless look to Forrest to check whether she was right!

Oooh, Forrest wanted to call his family... Kahlan bit her lip, silently wondering if she could also watch considering she didn't really know too much about these telephones, and she'd like to see someone who knew how to use them call someone...

And maybe actually have a proper conversation on one of them unlike Airey's attempt with the poor muggle.

Nigel was interested to see what type of stuff was in this Technology Center. It as a bonus that all of it worked. Because some if it looked really old. Nigel had a grasp on basic technology. Like he owned a cellphone and laptop. But other than that. Did not know anything about this stuff.

Like why was the thing that looked like a cellphone have a cord. Why does a phone need a cord. Plus that computer back there was gigantic. Wonder why a computer ever had to be that big.Nigel was going to have to test all these marvelous things. Plus do some book research later.

Nigel continued staring at the corded phone thinking Muggles were Fascinating.

Okay, the technology center sounded like an interesting place to be. Filled with odd muggle gadgets and do-dads. Schuyler was also a little bored, so she figured she might occupy her time in here for a bit. Now, now.... what did we have here? The Gryffindor could identify most of these tidbits of technology. Computer. Telephone. Stereo system. What was this smaller thing...? Walk man? Odd. She hadn't heard of that one.

She spotted another boy nearby who seemed to be quite intrigued with the corded phone. Did corded phones have better reception than uncorded ones..? That was a question she might have to ask their professor. OR test out here in this very room. Schuyler grabbed a clunky, square cell phone, then turned to the boy. "Do you know if they provided the phone numbers for these phones?" That would come in handy right now.

So this was a corded phone. Fascinating. Just when he was wondering about phone numbers and if he could phone home. A Girl asked about phone numbers. Nigel turned his head and saw it was Schuyler from that giant Fifth Year gathering on the train.

"That is a good question. But i don't think so. I think you could call home though." If your family lives in England that is.

Nigel picked up the phone examining it and how different it was. Crazy.Suddenly he was reminded of a really old muggle prank. Prank Calling.

"You think we should prank call someone?"

It sounded like fun and He was a little bored.

Ohhoa! Only when the boy turned did Schuyler recognize who it was. It was Mister Master of Economy, from the train. AKA Nigel. Whoooo... looked to be a prefect. She glanced at the corded phone and shrugged. "I'm not looking to call home." Was he?

But she grinned all of a sudden when he suggested prank calling. "Yes." Excellent thinking, no wonder he was in Ravenclaw. Actually, Schuyler had never prank called someone before. But she had heard of it and it did sound like good, old-fashioned muggle fun. So, why not? "Who did you want to call..?"

Okay..She did not want to call home. Well neither did Nigel. He picked up the phone and analyzed the numbers for really no reason.Nigel shrugged before thinking about the more fun prank call. He thought about some random phone numbers in his head. But was not sure.

"You think we should just try a random number"

Nigel had an idea about the prank call itself. But it was always more work to get it started.

Well, Schuyler had no phone numbers committed to memory and it seemed as though Nigel knew of none, so... yes. A random number would have to do the trick. "Okay, let's do that," she said with a nod. Schuyler eyed the phone in his hands, then her eyes flickered to the boy again before returning to the telephone.

"Well, here goes." Beep, beep. Beep beep beep. Beep, ETC. Figuring that she had pressed a fair amount of buttons, she returned her hand to her side and waited...

Ring. Ring.

Ahhh! "It's ringing! Quick, you talk first." Because Schuyler had NO idea what to say. Come to think of it, she'd probably end up getting into some sort of legitimate conversation with the person.

So they agreed on a random number. Nigel started to think about one. Then he saw Schuyler just start punching in a number. Alright. Spontaneous. Wait. What?

Nigel thought as she gave him the phone. Nigel did not even have time to respond as he brought the phone to his ear.He let it ring until finally someone answered with a simple Hello. Nigel started to breath heavily and answered

"Luke, I am your father" They immediately hung up. No Fun.

"It seems they hung up"

Good. Nigel made no complaints about his having to speak. Although he did look a little caught off-guard. She waited with an eager grin to see what he said, and then suddenly he started breathing really strange. ..Okay, maybe that was customary for prank phone calls. But then when he spoke, he said something about being the father of Luke? Schuyler scrunched her eyebrows together as she looked to him.

And then he informed her that the other person hung up on them. What a poor sport. Pfft.

"Who's Luke?"

Nigel returned the phone to where it was before and thought that was pretty fun. Though the person hanging up was a buzz kill.Nigel was going to ask if Schuyler wanted to try a prank call next. But then she ask a reasonable question.

"Oh, Luke is a character in a popular muggle movie series.It does not really matter" Nigel said shrugging. Unless she wanted to learn about Star Wars.

But meh. "So what now?"

Aah, yes, of course. Schuyler had seen SOME muggle films, but not too many. And she did not recall any with characters who had the name 'Luke.' Maybe that was a guy movie. "I see," she nodded, running her finger along the edge of the table. Well, the prank call was a fail. Maybe they ought to try again?

...Nah.

Another time, perhaps. Her eyes found Nigel again when he asked what they should do now. Hmmmmmm. "I don't know." Seeing as he thought up the prank call idea, now it was her turn. She turned and took a few steps over towards the CDs. Her fingertips sorted through the collection. It was quite an assortment. Some good, some... not so good. And, some she didn't recognize at all. "What sort of music do you like?" Her hands paused on one album and she held up the case while she flashed a smile at Nigel. "Elvis Presley?" You ain't nothin' but a houuund dog.

Yeah, she wasn't playing that even if he were a fan.