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The Astronomy classroom is exceptionally ordinary this crisp autumn day, which may set you on edge as nothing is ever as it seems when it comes to Professor Flamsteed. And you are probably correct. The desks are arranged in their usual semi circle to help created a more personal and inviting environment and upon each desk is a familiar looking orange item. The early afternoon sunlight shines through the windows to give the room and the pleasant breeze through the open windows may, on occasion, blow an autumn leaf into the classroom.
In the front of the classroom is the professor's desk sitting before a massive chalk board that reads, "Please do not eat, cut, or otherwise manhandle the pumpkins." Professor Flamsteed is currently leaning against his desk reading over something important looking in a manila folder with furrowed brows and pursed lips.
Did you remember to use the lint roller on the small table outside of the classroom? It was there next to the sign that reads, "Not to be used as a brush for your hair" and has the signature of a former student in the bottom right corner.
So come on in and have a seat. Class will begin shortly.
⌦Lesson Progression
▸ question 1 :: what connections are there between Halloween and astronomy?
▸ question 2 :: what can we expect to see in the night sky on Halloween?
▸ mini activity :: preparing your pumpkin using Punktumus
▸ activity :: constellation carving time!
Class will officially begin in approximately 14 hours from the time of this post. RL happened and I unfortunately was not able to finish this post to meet my 14 hour deadline. I'll post as soon as I can after getting a good night's rest. Thank you for your patience <3 please keep chit chatter to a minimum.
This lesson has officially started! Please do not announce your character arriving late and just pretend like they have been in class all along. You are free to jump in any time and should use the lesson progression links to keep up.
ALSO, and this is my fault for not saying this sooner, please keep in mind that this is NOT your character's first IC lesson - it is October when this takes place, so a month of lessons already under students' belts
Prof! :D You're risking it to be bitten now, you're warned!
SPOILER!!: professor
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
"Are you telling me that you carry around rat feces in your school bag?" he asked, nose wrinkled in pure disgust as the sheer thought of doing such a thing. Sweet solstice, students these days. Why couldn't they all see the joy in keeping a pet rock?!
He turned his attention towards the board and then back to the Slytherin. "Do you need reading glasses, Miss Jones?" he asked, genuinely concerned. The board clearly had constellations and planets listed and labeled as separate categories and if she was having a hard time reading as such from her desk then the girl's Head of House should be informed.
But back to this...rat situation. "Turn out your pockets, Miss Jones," he said, eyeing them suspiciously.
"Of course not! I'm having a empty bag with me so that WHEN I have needed it I can throw it away without getting my hands dirty AND leaving something behind for others..." She spoke surprised, did the professor really thought that she carried a FILLED bag with animal faces with her during the day?! EEW! No way! "And besides... If the bag was filled then I wouldn't have used it for the pumping dirt!"
Staring at the backboard, just when the professor had spoken she frowned. Hmm... Now she felt a little stupid, she only had tried to search for the answer in her notes but, and she had written it wrongly and that WHILE it was right before her nose! Looking surprised she shook her head... "Hmm, I... It seems as if I have made the wrong notes because I have written something differently... So that's way i became confused" spoke Cahira.
But then... WHAT was the professor asking? T- Turning out her pockets... OH boy! She was busted! How did the professor knew it that she had hidden Nabber inside her pocked and... Showing it to the professor was... Like a confession that she not just had ignored the rules but also had lied about it because she JUST had told the professor that she didn't had her rat with her! Oh oh...
Slowly opened her pocked but... Just when she did it her rat pushed his head under her hand away, smelling the pumpkin dirt and... He jumped out of her pocket and he... Ran toward the professor! "Wait! Don't hurt him! He is evil but don't hurt him, he is mine!" spoke she alarmed!
Amur's head snapped around to the declaration (which was too loud not to be heard), her pumpkin slipping off the edge of her wand and thumping back onto her desk. Startled, Amur scrambled to catch it before it rolled off the opposite side, her arms thrown over it in a protective nature. Sure, the punishment hadn't been towards her, as was obvious by the finger pointing, but it was more of a shocker to hear that so many points had been suddenly stripped away.
Mental note to self: never get on Mr. Flamsteed's bad side.
Slowly, so as to try not to entice the attention of Mr. Truly Terrifying, Amur pulled her pumpkin back to the center of her desk. Unwrapping her arms from around it, she shifted even closer so that her motions would be as small as humanly possible. She wiggled the wand back into the section she had cut, focussed all her intent and furrowed brows on the spell to cast and whispered "Punktumus....Punktumus....Punktumus...Punktum us"
Each whisper was accented by a cut, a slow and methodical process of cutting open the lid one movement at a time. She probably didn't need to repeat it so much, but she didn't want to risk her wand loosing the incantation and her pumpkin sticking to it again.
After a few long moments, the lid finally sank into the center of the orange ball. A grin broke free. At last, she was victorious. Now, for the fun part.
Putting her wand to her side briefly, Amur rolled up her sleeves, squiggled in her seat and then dunked both hands into the pumpkin. She gathered all the goopy-gop that she could and plopped it on her desk beside her pumpkin. She took her time, scraping out the innards and making sure it was nice and clean before momentarily diverting her attention. To the goop-gop. How did no one realize the treasure that was sitting before them?
Amur glanced around for a moment, before picking out all the little seeds from the stringy mess. The gop went to one side while the seeds were piled up neatly to the other. Once the separation was complete, Amur lifted her wand again and pointed it at the seeds. "Incendio."
It was a whisper, a small want. And surprisingly, she got a small flame. Small as in it it briefly encompassed her entire pod of seeds before winking out. Like popcorn, two of the seeds hopped off her desk, steaming and hissing as they went. The rest were nice and brown, filling her nostrils with the mouth-watering aroma of baked pumpkin seeds.
Grinning to herself, Amur flipped open her textbook and scanned the options of available constellations as she munched on her self-provided snack.
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Time to carve his pumpkin perfectly. Dante did not want to drop it and lose points like in Charms. Still not cool, Professor Q.
"Punktumus" Dante said holding were he wanted to cast the spell. If you think about it this spell sounds like it would turn you into a punk. Which would be cool for a day. But annoying after that because who wants to be a punk for that long.
Honestly.
There done. His constellation was at least passable as Grus.
This was not that hard and it was fantastic this spell could not hurt him. That would be a disaster.
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Agatha simply sat there as Zander did all her work. What a silly nice Gryffindor. That badge really had made him a better person.
"Thanks." She said once he was done and eh, she would have to get the pumpkin guts out with her own hands. Ehh. Oh well. She had done worse things. "Fine."
She was about to stick her hand in the pumpkin to start working on the next step when professor Flamsteed took 50 points from Ravenclaw!! Agatha looked up at the angered man and tried to understand what had happened, but she kind of didn't care. The good news was that Ravenclaw had lost 50 points. Hah.
But then the Gryffindor Head of House was coming THEIR way and started lecturing them. Agatha stared at their professor in disbelief. Okay, maybe she was taking a little bit of advantage of Zander's abilities and badge, but so what?? It wasn't like that had been the first time someone had done some spellwork for her. Why was that so wrong? She didn't understand. Let people be nice to her for once! Hmph.
The Slytherin's face turned red when professor Flamsteed said she should go see him in his office after the lesson. "What!? Why??" She hadn't DONE anything. ...Literally.
And she wasn't going to do anything ELSE. Hmph. When the teacher moved on, the fifth year sat back on her chair and crossed her arms, frowning. She was done. D.O.N.E.
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Fun part of the activity over, Lux figured now was a good time to get the writing part over with. After gently moving her pumpkin over to the side she proceeded to clean her hands using Scourgify because there was no need to risk getting pumpkin bits all over her paper.
Right, what could she say about Gemini?
Scooting her chair closer to the desk, she scanned the textbook again to see what information it held before beginning to write:
SPOILER!!: Notes
Gemini is one of the 88 modern constellations, as well as one of the Zodiac signs. Its name is the Latin word for 'Twins' which is fitting because it looks like two stick figures holding hands. It is named after two twins in Greek mythology: Pollux and Castor, and the two brightest stars in the constellation are named after them. One of Gemini's bordering constellations is Cancer, which is awesome because I'm a Gemini and Bay is a Cancer. On a magical level it is believed that Gemini enhances spell work because it's amazing.
That last part was made up, but honestly she had no idea what else to put. Oops.
Pleased with her work, Lux began drawing hearts in the margins, filling them with things like 'L + B 4evr' and 'L <3s B'. Hehehe.
Behold the lies Dante Barrington can tell about the constellation Grus. That is the first line Dante wrote on his parchment. Got the point across right. He knew nothing about constellations and had not taken the time to open his book.
Always start low and work your way up. No disappointments that way. Like always borrow money from a pessimist, he wont expect it back. Dante lived by those words.
SPOILER!!: Grus
Behold the lies Dante Barrington can tell about the constellation Grus. Grus is suppose to look like a crane But really looks like a wicked scythe. One of those things the Grim Reaper would use. So it could make Dark magic stronger. Though it could also help stabilize spells. Since maybe the crane symbolizes stability. I don't know
Dante had no idea. Though the decay thing sounds awesome.
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SPOILER!!: we wasn't laughing ... more just looking like we were about to laugh, but hah, we're totally amused anyway XD And it's Zander's fault anyway.... ;P
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
The professor's ears twitched as he heard what was unmistakably laughter. Laughter at the expense of a planet that couldn't help it had been named something rather unfortunate. He, personally, had been a fan of the planet King George option....
POINTING DRAMATICALLY at the Ravenclaw, eyes narrowed, he stomped his way over to her desk. "50 points from Ravenclaw, unless you apologize for trying to make a mockery out of a celestial body." Still dramatically pointing at you, young lady. RIGHT between the eyes.
Tia had been trying to focus on why the spell just wasn't quite working when she heard a booming voice right by her. She was fairly sure her cheeks turned as red as the shiny badge Zander wore when she heard what the professor just boomed. 50 points. Mockery. Uh what?
If she kept this up, she would surely be only one year at Hogwarts, just like Pao.
Biting her lower lip apologetically, the fourth year swallowed, flustered. "Sorry Professor... I didn't mean to... It wasn't the celestial body I was laughing at." No, it was Zander being embarrassed afterwards, which now she looked exactly like he had and she didn't even make any mispronunciations.
Can she go back to attempting to cut open the top of her pumpkin now? Yes? As soon as Flamsteed stopped with the piercing eyes.
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The fact Agatha and the Gryffindor prefect had gotten lectured for him doing the work for the older girl hadn’t slipped past Brooklyn’s notice, just as the rat on the loose hadn’t. The only thing she was ignoring at the moment was the small pile of pumpkin goop still on the corner of her desk, as she flipped through her textbook to look for more information on Leo. She knew better than to completely make up her information anyhow, no matter her reasoning behind choosing the constellation. That might end up being mentioned, but she wasn’t going to have the professor think she was stupid. She was far from stupid, which was why she was a Slytherin. She knew that. Everyone else should know that too.
Pulling her wand out again, she turned her pumpkin this way and that until she found a good spot to carve. She remembered her daddy doing that, anyway, and once she’d settled on a side, she knelt on her seat and pointed her wand at a spot. She’d already decided she was only going to carve the stars, because everyone knew if you carved a shape out, it would fall out of the pumpkin and that wouldn’t look very constellation-like. She didn’t want a big gaping hole in her pumpkin, just a pretty little lion constellation. Therefore, as she said “Punktumus” again, she just used her wand to poke a good-sized hole. Eight more holes later, and her constellations were done. Sort of. Digging around in her bag, she found a green marker and used it to connect the dots. Just in case anyone was going to say they couldn’t tell which constellation she’d made. Now it was done, aside from the written part.
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SPOILER!!: Flammy and Agatha *innocent*
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Initially, Airey was pleased to see Mr. Adair helping out a classmate. Pleased as a ripe Georgia peach - something his mother had sometimes said - and was about to praise the Gryffindor for it....when he saw that what the boy was not doing was 'helping' so much as 'doing'.
Only he took notice of this far too late to be able to stop it from happening entirely, but that did not mean his grumbly expression was any more pleasant looking.
"Mr. Adair, Miss Hapgood," he said, clearing his throat NOT so casually. "Mr. Adair, as noble as your intentions may be, seeing as Miss Hapgood is presently in posses of both her hands and all their fingers, you will allow her to do her own work from now on. Miss Hapgood, you will not continue to take advantage of Mr. Adair's generous nature...and come see me after class in my office." He paused for a moment, eyeing the two of them. "And I suggest you both look up the term "help" in the dictionary."
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Agatha simply sat there as Zander did all her work. What a silly nice Gryffindor. That badge really had made him a better person.
"Thanks." She said once he was done and eh, she would have to get the pumpkin guts out with her own hands. Ehh. Oh well. She had done worse things. "Fine."
She was about to stick her hand in the pumpkin to start working on the next step when professor Flamsteed took 50 points from Ravenclaw!! Agatha looked up at the angered man and tried to understand what had happened, but she kind of didn't care. The good news was that Ravenclaw had lost 50 points. Hah.
But then the Gryffindor Head of House was coming THEIR way and started lecturing them. Agatha stared at their professor in disbelief. Okay, maybe she was taking a little bit of advantage of Zander's abilities and badge, but so what?? It wasn't like that had been the first time someone had done some spellwork for her. Why was that so wrong? She didn't understand. Let people be nice to her for once! Hmph.
The Slytherin's face turned red when professor Flamsteed said she should go see him in his office after the lesson. "What!? Why??" She hadn't DONE anything. ...Literally.
And she wasn't going to do anything ELSE. Hmph. When the teacher moved on, the fifth year sat back on her chair and crossed her arms, frowning. She was done. D.O.N.E.
You know, it was strangely pleasing getting Agatha to talk to him. Just 'cause he had noticed how quiet she had been for the entire class. But she talked to him, meaning that he was doing something very right with his life. Or very wrong... Actually, he couldn't really tell. This was Agatha Hapgood after all. Though again, he payed no attention the fact that he had been doing all the dirty work 'cause she had agreed to gut her own pumpkin and he was saving the day.
Putting his hand in the pumpkin guts, he began scooping the chunks out one scoop at a time, and blegh. Was it just him or did pumpkin guts feel weirdly... Squishy? His head turned however, when he heard Professor Flamsteed walk up to that Ravenclaw-- TiaMarie, uh oh-- and MERLIN FIFTY POINTS?! Actually, he wouldn't take away all of those points. Pft. Though he may be terribly possessive and scary when it came to his suits, all Tia had really done was laugh at Zander's mispronunciation and-- Uh oh. This meant it was his fault right? Oops. Giving the girl a quick 'I'm sorry' kind of look, he quickly turned his head away before the Professor could blame him for any of the--
What.
Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. Professor Flamsteed was marching right up to them TO TELL HIM OFF FOR MAKING TIA LAUGH!! Abort mission aboooooooooorrrrrtt! O____O Wait huh? Taking advantage? The Gryffindor looked over to the Slytherin he was sitting beside and gave her a look that hopefully translated to 'what is he talking about?' 'cause surely that's not what Agatha was doing.... Or uh, was it? Actually... It didn't sound like such a stretch once it was said out loud.... "I-uh, I'm sorry sir," and he hung his head down in shame too. It was only the second month and he was already letting his Head of House down. Just take away the Prefect badge now sir, BEFORE ANYONE GETS HURT ;______; maybe he and Puck just weren't meant to be the Gryffindor Prefect Tag Team of the Century. With her in detention and with him letting down his Head not once, BUT TWICE in one class.
Oh Merlin. Lottie was so wrong about this. At least he didn't didn't have to go to his office afterwards too, right? 'Cause that was really meant for Agatha..... Riiiight?
Looking back to his pumpkin, face a little more deflated than before, he finished scooping the last bit of pumpkin guts out, while looking a the sky for the perfect constellation to carve. Man. Such disappointment. He could feel it.
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Kate peered into her pumpkin and checked again for any sign of the guts. Nope. She'd gotten them all out. Good, because there was now a second step to the project, and she hadn't even gotten started on it. Turning her attention to the board, Kate read through the list of constellations. Hmm. Which one did she want to carve?
At first, she thought about choosing the one she'd suggested, Aquarius. Now that there was a whole list to choose from, though, she wanted to consider the other ones, too. Her next thought was Gemini. Wasn't that the one associated with twins? Or was that a different one? Finally, her eyes rested on Cepheus. She smiled when she thought about what the constellation looked like. To her, it looked like a cute, little house.
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Uh... why was Professor Top Hat patting his head? Did that mean he had done something right for once?! AWESOME.
Cheerily, Dima murmured the incantation as he readied his pumpkin. "Punktumus." Like the words 'punk' and 'tummy' and 'us' all put together. Giggling at nothing in particular, the third year poked the portion of his gourd a couple centimeters away from the stem. "Punktumus!" Maybe the spell wasn't that difficult? It couldn't be, because he had gotten it on the first shot, and he wasn't exactly the most adept spell-caster. Either way, his wand was now acting as a knife.
And once THAT was done, the tiny Toussaint emptied his hands, then buried them completely in the pumpkin pulp. Yes! Scoop out the guts! Mushy fun! Man, this class was the BEST.
After a while, Dima got lazy and just turned his pumpkin upside down. There. All gone.
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Eden was juuuust about done carving her pumpkin--the Canis Major looked...majorly good--HARDY HAR HAR. Eden chuckled to herself and ran her fingers over the cut out part of the pumpkin. It looked REALLY nice, yeah? She kind of wished she could have taken a picture of it.
But of course, they would probably be allowed to keep it and theeeeen when she got back to her dorm, she'd snap a picture. Send it to her Mam. TADA. Figured out! Heh.
Now..what to WRITE about this constellation. Hmm. She didn't know if it was actual information OR if they were making it. She wanted to make it up. So maybe she would just PRETEND that that's what she thought they for SURE had to do, and yeah. She'd make it all up. It'd be great fun. What magical THINGS could come from this constellation? She brainstormed a bit...hmm...
SPOILER!!: Blurb
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Blurb on Canis Major:
Canis Major would PROBABLY be able to bring out the spiritual, nature side of people. It obviously resembles a DOG, so of COURSE the nature part of the magic involved in this constellation is present. It would not make people act like DOGS, though--just a bit more primal than usual. Of course, the constellation could also give within humans a feeling of great CONNECTION to nature.
There. It was terrible. Eden didn't care. She liked what she had made up. COOL.
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Kate had never carved a pumpkin before. Her mom and dad had carved one for her, but she'd never carved one herself. This was kind of exciting, even if it was a constellation pumpkin instead of a smiling one. Kate readied her wand, preparing to start the carving. She paused...and just stood there trying to remember the incantation. Ugh! She was just saying it as she carved off the top of the pumpkin.
...
She relaxed and just focused on remembering what the incantation was. It was something with the word pumpkin. Pum...Pun... Then somebody by her said it, and she got so excited about remembering the constellation that she accidentally called it out loud for no reason at all.
"Punktumus!" she called out.
Oops. She hadn't meant to say it that loud, or even out loud at all. She was just remembering what to say. Errr...she should start the spell before she forgot it again. She pointed her toward her pumpkin. "Punktumus!" she called out, actually casting this time.
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SPOILER!!: that's what they all say, Uranus laughing fiend! *dramatics* & Amur mention :3
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Originally Posted by Tazenhani
Fifty points?!
Amur's head snapped around to the declaration (which was too loud not to be heard), her pumpkin slipping off the edge of her wand and thumping back onto her desk. Startled, Amur scrambled to catch it before it rolled off the opposite side, her arms thrown over it in a protective nature. Sure, the punishment hadn't been towards her, as was obvious by the finger pointing, but it was more of a shocker to hear that so many points had been suddenly stripped away.
Mental note to self: never get on Mr. Flamsteed's bad side.
Slowly, so as to try not to entice the attention of Mr. Truly Terrifying, Amur pulled her pumpkin back to the center of her desk. Unwrapping her arms from around it, she shifted even closer so that her motions would be as small as humanly possible. She wiggled the wand back into the section she had cut, focussed all her intent and furrowed brows on the spell to cast and whispered "Punktumus....Punktumus....Punktumus...Punktum us"
Each whisper was accented by a cut, a slow and methodical process of cutting open the lid one movement at a time. She probably didn't need to repeat it so much, but she didn't want to risk her wand loosing the incantation and her pumpkin sticking to it again.
After a few long moments, the lid finally sank into the center of the orange ball. A grin broke free. At last, she was victorious. Now, for the fun part.
Putting her wand to her side briefly, Amur rolled up her sleeves, squiggled in her seat and then dunked both hands into the pumpkin. She gathered all the goopy-gop that she could and plopped it on her desk beside her pumpkin. She took her time, scraping out the innards and making sure it was nice and clean before momentarily diverting her attention. To the goop-gop. How did no one realize the treasure that was sitting before them?
Amur glanced around for a moment, before picking out all the little seeds from the stringy mess. The gop went to one side while the seeds were piled up neatly to the other. Once the separation was complete, Amur lifted her wand again and pointed it at the seeds. "Incendio."
It was a whisper, a small want. And surprisingly, she got a small flame. Small as in it it briefly encompassed her entire pod of seeds before winking out. Like popcorn, two of the seeds hopped off her desk, steaming and hissing as they went. The rest were nice and brown, filling her nostrils with the mouth-watering aroma of baked pumpkin seeds.
Grinning to herself, Amur flipped open her textbook and scanned the options of available constellations as she munched on her self-provided snack.
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SPOILER!!: we wasn't laughing ... more just looking like we were about to laugh, but hah, we're totally amused anyway XD And it's Zander's fault anyway.... ;P
Tia had been trying to focus on why the spell just wasn't quite working when she heard a booming voice right by her. She was fairly sure her cheeks turned as red as the shiny badge Zander wore when she heard what the professor just boomed. 50 points. Mockery. Uh what?
If she kept this up, she would surely be only one year at Hogwarts, just like Pao.
Biting her lower lip apologetically, the fourth year swallowed, flustered. "Sorry Professor... I didn't mean to... It wasn't the celestial body I was laughing at." No, it was Zander being embarrassed afterwards, which now she looked exactly like he had and she didn't even make any mispronunciations.
Can she go back to attempting to cut open the top of her pumpkin now? Yes? As soon as Flamsteed stopped with the piercing eyes.
Finger still thrust right between her eyes, the astronomer stopped making his annoyed duck face as a start...BUT HE STILL WASN'T SOLD! Ravenclaws were the ones who had been ridiculously immature about his flatulence several terms ago...so it WAS in their nature to find this sort of crude humor amusing.
He still thought she should apologize to the planet, and may insist upon it once he gained a bit more clarity. "Oh? And what was it then that you were laughing at?"
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?
SNIFF SNIFF SNIIIIIIIIIIIIFF.
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SPOILER!!: Agatha & Zander :3
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Agatha simply sat there as Zander did all her work. What a silly nice Gryffindor. That badge really had made him a better person.
"Thanks." She said once he was done and eh, she would have to get the pumpkin guts out with her own hands. Ehh. Oh well. She had done worse things. "Fine."
She was about to stick her hand in the pumpkin to start working on the next step when professor Flamsteed took 50 points from Ravenclaw!! Agatha looked up at the angered man and tried to understand what had happened, but she kind of didn't care. The good news was that Ravenclaw had lost 50 points. Hah.
But then the Gryffindor Head of House was coming THEIR way and started lecturing them. Agatha stared at their professor in disbelief. Okay, maybe she was taking a little bit of advantage of Zander's abilities and badge, but so what?? It wasn't like that had been the first time someone had done some spellwork for her. Why was that so wrong? She didn't understand. Let people be nice to her for once! Hmph.
The Slytherin's face turned red when professor Flamsteed said she should go see him in his office after the lesson. "What!? Why??" She hadn't DONE anything. ...Literally.
And she wasn't going to do anything ELSE. Hmph. When the teacher moved on, the fifth year sat back on her chair and crossed her arms, frowning. She was done. D.O.N.E.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
SPOILER!!: Flammy and Agatha *innocent*
You know, it was strangely pleasing getting Agatha to talk to him. Just 'cause he had noticed how quiet she had been for the entire class. But she talked to him, meaning that he was doing something very right with his life. Or very wrong... Actually, he couldn't really tell. This was Agatha Hapgood after all. Though again, he payed no attention the fact that he had been doing all the dirty work 'cause she had agreed to gut her own pumpkin and he was saving the day.
Putting his hand in the pumpkin guts, he began scooping the chunks out one scoop at a time, and blegh. Was it just him or did pumpkin guts feel weirdly... Squishy? His head turned however, when he heard Professor Flamsteed walk up to that Ravenclaw-- TiaMarie, uh oh-- and MERLIN FIFTY POINTS?! Actually, he wouldn't take away all of those points. Pft. Though he may be terribly possessive and scary when it came to his suits, all Tia had really done was laugh at Zander's mispronunciation and-- Uh oh. This meant it was his fault right? Oops. Giving the girl a quick 'I'm sorry' kind of look, he quickly turned his head away before the Professor could blame him for any of the--
What.
Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. Professor Flamsteed was marching right up to them TO TELL HIM OFF FOR MAKING TIA LAUGH!! Abort mission aboooooooooorrrrrtt! O____O Wait huh? Taking advantage? The Gryffindor looked over to the Slytherin he was sitting beside and gave her a look that hopefully translated to 'what is he talking about?' 'cause surely that's not what Agatha was doing.... Or uh, was it? Actually... It didn't sound like such a stretch once it was said out loud.... "I-uh, I'm sorry sir," and he hung his head down in shame too. It was only the second month and he was already letting his Head of House down. Just take away the Prefect badge now sir, BEFORE ANYONE GETS HURT ;______; maybe he and Puck just weren't meant to be the Gryffindor Prefect Tag Team of the Century. With her in detention and with him letting down his Head not once, BUT TWICE in one class.
Oh Merlin. Lottie was so wrong about this. At least he didn't didn't have to go to his office afterwards too, right? 'Cause that was really meant for Agatha..... Riiiight?
Looking back to his pumpkin, face a little more deflated than before, he finished scooping the last bit of pumpkin guts out, while looking a the sky for the perfect constellation to carve. Man. Such disappointment. He could feel it.
He gave Mr. Adair a small salute - meaning apology accepted - and then turned his attention towards the Slytherin. "Because I asked you to, Miss Hapgood," he replied with a tight lipped smile.
SPOILER!!: RAAAAAAAAT RAT RAT RAAAAAAAT!
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"Of course not! I'm having a empty bag with me so that WHEN I have needed it I can throw it away without getting my hands dirty AND leaving something behind for others..." She spoke surprised, did the professor really thought that she carried a FILLED bag with animal faces with her during the day?! EEW! No way! "And besides... If the bag was filled then I wouldn't have used it for the pumping dirt!"
Staring at the backboard, just when the professor had spoken she frowned. Hmm... Now she felt a little stupid, she only had tried to search for the answer in her notes but, and she had written it wrongly and that WHILE it was right before her nose! Looking surprised she shook her head... "Hmm, I... It seems as if I have made the wrong notes because I have written something differently... So that's way i became confused" spoke Cahira.
But then... WHAT was the professor asking? T- Turning out her pockets... OH boy! She was busted! How did the professor knew it that she had hidden Nabber inside her pocked and... Showing it to the professor was... Like a confession that she not just had ignored the rules but also had lied about it because she JUST had told the professor that she didn't had her rat with her! Oh oh...
Slowly opened her pocked but... Just when she did it her rat pushed his head under her hand away, smelling the pumpkin dirt and... He jumped out of her pocket and he... Ran toward the professor! "Wait! Don't hurt him! He is evil but don't hurt him, he is mine!" spoke she alarmed!
He shrugged. He was not yet familiar with the young lady's likes and dislikes and perhaps she was one of those creatures people who just had to be prepared ALL the time. And then he felt a tinge of sympathy for the Slytherin, realizing just how confused she had become. "Perfectly alright, just take some time now to check your notes and ---"
What came out of the professor's mouth next had never been meant for human ears. Perhaps not even dogs would have been able to hear the shrill pitch in which the man had shrieked. No words. Just one long and loud shriek.
Clutching his finger, the professor summersaulted backwards and hopefully AWAY from the Rodent of Doom.
"15 POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN!" he roared, clutching his finger and rolling back and forth on the ground. "For breaking the cardinal rule of NO pets in the classroom, lying to a professor about doing so, AND PUTTING HIM AT RISK OF RABIES AND DEATH IN THE PROCESS!" Ceasing his rolling, he looked at his finger and then his entire complexion went white as a sheet. "And Miss Jones, will see me in detention tomorrow. Promptly at 8 am."
And SWEET SOLSTICE someone get that rat before he banished it right out the classroom window. You know, once he stopped being a baby about his finger.
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Okay, now that her pumpkin was done, all that was left was to do the written part of the assignment. Also known as the part Brooklyn wasn’t exactly looking forward to, possibly even more than she hadn’t looked forward to sticking her hand inside the pumpkin to clean it out. Just because writing meant work, and she didn’t like work. Except she already knew she wouldn’t be allowed to convince someone to actually do the writing for her, so after another moment or two, she dragged a clean piece of parchment over to herself, along with her textbook, and set out writing. It wasn’t going to get done otherwise.
SPOILER!!: words :P
Leo is also known as the Lion and the lion is the symbol of House Lannister, and is one of the twelve signs of the zodiac along with being a constellation. It’s one of the earliest known constellations, and is connected to lots of mythological monsters like the Nemean Lion in Greek mythology. Lions aren’t evil though, just misunderstood. It has strength, and possibly that could be a magical effect the constellation has on people. Maybe it makes spells stronger. There’s also a connection to it maybe also being related to Celtic horse symbolism, which represents the cycle of life and death. Lions can determine life and death, too, so it’s possible a magical effect is just hat. Maybe it helps with spells and potions that influence life and death.
It probably didn’t make sense to anyone aside from herself, and she’d made absolutely sure to cross out the part that really was why she’d chosen it even though she had to include it. It was done, and that was the important part. She’d actually done work, and she shoved the parchment over near her pumpkin and doodled on her notes while she waited for class to be over. Either that, or for something else interesting to happen, like the other houses losing more points. She’d be okay with that, too. Except if it was Slytherin, and she scowled as that happened because of the firstie's stupid rat.
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LOL, he was behind.
Was this gonna be a regular occurrence this year?
Eh. Whatever. He was gonna get started now, mkay?
Taking out his wand, Grayson eyes the bit of the pumpkin surrounding the stem. So he had to cut a five centimetre radius around it using that pumpkin spell? Alright. Sounded easy enough. Leaning over, he tried to guesstimate how long five centimetres was because, even though he had a ruler somewhere in the mess that was the inside of his bag, he was a very lazy lad so no. No ruler today.
"Punktumus!" he called, placing his wand on one spot and applying a bit of pressure so that..........
.............. nothing happened.
Not exactly working with him here, punk pumpkin spell. "Punktumus!" Nope. "Punktumus!" LOL, nothing. "Oh come ON! PUNKTUMUS!"
THERE we go!
Grayson slowly moved the pumpkin around so that he could carve into it easier and make that circular shape. It wasn't exactly a circle but it was getting there. Maybe. Eh. And pumpkins were HARD to cut into. MAN, he was having to apply as much pressure as he could without going overboard just so that he could cut out the top little bit. This was something that required patience, as Flamsteed said, and that was something that Grayson did NOT have. Slowly carving. Slooooooooooowly.
PHEW! One circular shape cut out and one tired sixteen year old over here.
Placing the shape off to one side, the Slytherin started scooping out as much of the inside goo as he could. He wasn't the queasy type but this stuff felt disgusting. All mushy and stringy and whatnot. It was like dealing with certain animal parts in the name of Potions. This was dirty work -- lulz -- but it was easier than the carving, that was for sure.
Needless to say, Whitty was glad to be done with that task when he reached that point. It was time to get to the fun part!
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What was with this term and points loss?
At least the Gryffindors seemed to be trouble free this lesson. So far. Who was to say what would happen next, because the Hufflepuffs were the only House not in the negatives. Watching curiously, Lux saw as Cahira got a verbal smack down from Professor Flamsteed before.... RAAAAT!!
Shrieking, she climbed up on her desk while somehow making sure to avoid knocking her pumpkin off. She HATED rats and didn't want that evil thing anywhere near her. Sitting on the desk, she made sure that her feet weren't anywhere near the floor and started to tremble.
Wasn't it against some sort of magical law for Hufflepuffs to LOSE things? The professor simply stood in front of the girl's desk starring at her.
"Tell me, Miss Kittredge, how it is that you manage to lose a pumpkin without leaving your desk?" he asked, his eyes narrowing at the Hufflepuff. If nothing else, maybe he could get a good story out of the girl before he told her to check around her desk.
Norah SIGHED a huge sigh as she looked back at Professor Flamsteed. Why were his eyes going all narrow? He was supposed to be the NICE professor. Then again he had just taken a bazillion points, but SHE wasn't breaking any rules...right? Opening her mouth to spout some explanation, the third year closed it again quickly to smile. Opening it again, she said, "Oh, I um. Um. I don't know..." She trailed off and stared at him with wide eyes. She was not cut out for this kind of life. the FIBBING life, not lying because she wasn't really lying if it was for a good cause, right?
Admitting defeat, Norah got to her knees and pushed her bag aside. "Found it." She straightened up and placed Friedrich carefully on the table. Smiling apologetically at Professor Flamsteed, she lowered her voice to a whisper as her eyebrows knit together, smile faltering. "I just didn't want to hurt him." THERE. She SAID it. Now he could laugh at her and make her be a pumpkin murderer. Poor Friedrich. The third year glanced up at Professor Flamsteed again as she slowly picked up her wand. She couldn't CRY or everyone would think she was a baby, but she CARED about the pumpkin okay. She cared about lots of things.
Sweet solstice, house elves. Not YET!
What came out of the professor's mouth next had never been meant for human ears. Perhaps not even dogs would have been able to hear the shrill pitch in which the man had shrieked. No words. Just one long and loud shriek.
Clutching his finger, the professor summersaulted backwards and hopefully AWAY from the Rodent of Doom.
"15 POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN!" he roared, clutching his finger and rolling back and forth on the ground. "For breaking the cardinal rule of NO pets in the classroom, lying to a professor about doing so, AND PUTTING HIM AT RISK OF RABIES AND DEATH IN THE PROCESS!" Ceasing his rolling, he looked at his finger and then his entire complexion went white as a sheet. "And Miss Jones, will see me in detention tomorrow. Promptly at 8 am."
And SWEET SOLSTICE someone get that rat before he banished it right out the classroom window. You know, once he stopped being a baby about his finger.
She was having a hard time picking, that she was. Between glancing up to the chalkboard and down to her book, it was a dazing mixture of words upon words upon random bites of deliciousness. Granted, said deliciousness was being relatively distracting to her focus. Good food tended to do that.
Amur had decided that the best way to decide would be to write down all the constellations, and then pick by blind choice. She had gotten as far as writing everything down, closing her eyes and moving her quill up and down the page with her eyes closed when The Shriek happened.
Startled, Amur's eyes jerked open to see....Mr. Truly Terrifying rolling about on the floor? And there was a rat scuttling away from him. Perhaps she should have been more helpful and tried to assist her classmates in retrieving said rat, but all she could do was sit and stare, wide-eyed. More points fell off the score-board and more finger pointing would have been done if the Professor wasn't clutching it so hard.
Not really wanting to draw attention to herself, but not wanting to leave Mr. Truly Terrifying clutching his hand all day, Amur cast about for something to help with. She caught sight of the squiggle that had been made on her notebook from her start; it almost seemed to circle the constellation Grus.
So she was doing Grus then. Great. She didn't need that piece of paper.
Tearing it out of her notebook, she crumpled it a few times to soften it up before offering it to the Professor. Because crumpled paper worked just like kleenex. Yup.
"Here...for the bleeding." If there was bleeding. She couldn't see, but she surmised there might be from how tightly he was griping it.
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After carving the pumpkin and getting all the gook all. He heard the Professor address more instructions. So now he needed to pick a constellation and write about it. Hmm...that should be too hard. He got his textbook out and started flipping to the constellations page and began to pick one from the board and see the information it holds. He chose Taurus because he thought the bull was kind of cool.
He began to write on his piece of paper before he carved...
SPOILER!!: Taurus Constellation Info
Taurus is known as one of the signs in the Zodiac. It is the second house in the Zodiac as well as being a constellation. Its name means "bull" in Latin. Taurus in the zodiac aspect are listed as stubborn and for their determination. Their ability to focus on the goals helps them to reach. I think this could be put to the test when trying new spells. It can give the caster ability to focus and be determined to learn new spells.
As he read his blurb, he realized it sounded good to him. He began to prepare to carve his pumpkin.
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Finger still thrust right between her eyes, the astronomer stopped making his annoyed duck face as a start...BUT HE STILL WASN'T SOLD! Ravenclaws were the ones who had been ridiculously immature about his flatulence several terms ago...so it WAS in their nature to find this sort of crude humor amusing.
He still thought she should apologize to the planet, and may insist upon it once he gained a bit more clarity. "Oh? And what was it then that you were laughing at?"
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"Do you smell something...burning? Roasting?"
................. could he please stop with that look? The finger? Tia wanted to move her head back away from the professor, but something inside her just froze and no matter how much she wanted to move away, she couldn't.
What was it that she was laughing at? Your Prefect, Sir Tia wanted to answer, catching an apologetic look and mouthing of 'I'm Sorry' from the fifth year. Swallowing sharply she stared, willing herself not to blink. Honesty was best, wasn't it? "Well, if you must know, the clarification of pronunciations and the facial expressions and the excitability of a professor that is the equivalent of electron atoms bouncing around in free space searching for its compatible nucleus is quite the amusing property to witness." See, she knew about elections and nuclei. Sort of.
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Burning? Roasting? Sniffing the air, her brown eyes searched the room for the delicious aromas. But wait, "... don't you have a no food policy?" Or was that just Quigley? Regardless, too many broken rules to be worried over her laughing and mockery, right?
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He shrugged. He was not yet familiar with the young lady's likes and dislikes and perhaps she was one of those creatures people who just had to be prepared ALL the time. And then he felt a tinge of sympathy for the Slytherin, realizing just how confused she had become. "Perfectly alright, just take some time now to check your notes and ---"
What came out of the professor's mouth next had never been meant for human ears. Perhaps not even dogs would have been able to hear the shrill pitch in which the man had shrieked. No words. Just one long and loud shriek.
Clutching his finger, the professor summersaulted backwards and hopefully AWAY from the Rodent of Doom.
"15 POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN!" he roared, clutching his finger and rolling back and forth on the ground. "For breaking the cardinal rule of NO pets in the classroom, lying to a professor about doing so, AND PUTTING HIM AT RISK OF RABIES AND DEATH IN THE PROCESS!" Ceasing his rolling, he looked at his finger and then his entire complexion went white as a sheet. "And Miss Jones, will see me in detention tomorrow. Promptly at 8 am."
And SWEET SOLSTICE someone get that rat before he banished it right out the classroom window. You know, once he stopped being a baby about his finger.
Like that Slytherin there, distracting Flamsteed from herself. Thank Merlin for Slytherins.
With the attention off her, Tia steadied her wand over her pumpkin once more for another attempt at cutting a lid in her pumpkin. "Punktumus," she said clearly and this time (probably due to her actually saying the correct incantation), she felt her wand easily slice into the pumpkin and she carefully cut the circular shape around the stem.
Removing the lid, she set it off to the side as she glance inside at the pumpkin guts, thinking how tempting it was to throw them still.
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SPOILER!!: Adi
It took a while for AJ to look at him and Adi knew very well she must be getting angry at him for even coming over to speak to her. YOUR help, she said. Your. That was all that stuck out to Adi.
He couldn't tear his eyes away from hers and he stood there watching her for a while, more regret washing over him. Just that once he lost his patience with her and he was paying such a big price for it. They both were. If only AJ weren't that stubborn and just talk to him...
"Alright. But you can still call me if you change your mind,'' the fifth year responded. "And...AJ? I'm sorry." With that, he turned to head back to his seat, thinking that he and AJ were most likely done.
He arrived at his desk just as a House elf with red hands and many buckets arrived. He had been right! A house elf was here to collect the pumpkin gunk! Such hard working creatures they were.
Why was he still here? Well, she didn't want him to leave, but then again she did. They needed to talk, but that wasn't going to happen in class so nothing was going to get resolved because AJ had tons to say. Was her heart ever going to stop hurting? Her glare softened a bit as his eyes met her, but she continued to hold his ground.
He was leaving. This was a good thing. Maybe she would be able to get through this lesson now. She was way behind. Her pumpkin was still intact. Even after she snapped at him, he still offered his assistance. It really was hard to stay mad at him, but her stubborn ways knew no end.
AJ picked up her wand again fully intending to ignore his offer, and focus slowly on slicing and dicing her pumpkin. "Punk--" Sorry? He was sorry. There was a lump in her throat. Part of her wanted to forgive him right on the spot, but the other part of her... well... "Nice of you to say it when were in class and can't talk about it." she mumbled under her breath. It was kind of an easy way out if you asked her.
A new fire was flaring inside of her. "Punktumus." It was working! Finally. The top was cut off in a perfect circle and AJ reached both her hands into the pumpkin and pulled the guts out in heaps. Man, it smelled pretty wicked. AJ sneaked a sniff and licked the guts with her tongue. Hmm... not bad. There, she was all done. What was next?
Hugh, admittedly, had NO idea what he was doing. He had zoned out again, which was a wonderful past time when he was alone but not very constructive to the stereotypical learning environment. So when he came to...people were doing things.
LOLZ. Yo, they all looked plenty ridiculous because, well, he had no idea what they were doing exactly.
Anyway.
He grabbed his pumpkin and tried to limp along with the rest of his peers. He heard some spell and decided he would point at the pumpkin and just go for it. What was the worst that could honestly happen?
"Punktumus." What a terrible spell name. TERRIBLE. Maybe it had it's roots somewhere (he was fascinated by those), but to him all it sounded like was a hood was to say punk humus. Which could be nothing but disgusting.
He then cut the hole into his pumpkin and emptied out its seeds and other gunk. Because it looked like everyone else was doing that.
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Agatha kept sitting up straight as Zander basically shrank on his seat as professor Flasmteed told them off. And what was that??? 'Because I asked you to.' Agatha stared... and stared... and staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaared at the teacher once he said that. At least it hadn't been 'because I told you so'. Otherwise Agatha would show him no one was the boss of her.
Whatever. She would see the Head of Weirdos Gryffindor in his office after that lesson. Whatever. She had done nothing wrong anyway.
15 points from Slytherin. What WAS with all this madness??? And that filthy rat on the loose. Gross. Although... oh, it was Cahira's rat. She had seen it before. At least it belonged to someone. A girl. Who was clean and had had a good upbringing, so the rat was probably not that filthy. Good.
But UUURGH, people shrieking all over the classroom, climbing on desks and wreaking havoc in general. Honestly, what was WRONG with everyone? Then the Ravenclaw who had lost 50 points was blabbing about the most ridiculous things EVER and Agatha uncrossed her arms and stabbed her wand into the pumpkin. The Slytherin wanted to tell her to SHUT UP because that was SO annoying. Unfortunately professor Flasmteed was on a rampage and would probably take more points from Slytherin and Agatha could not afford Healer Murdoch and professor Bellaire yapping in her ear about points loss again.
Agatha was THIS close to yelling at the top of her lungs, though. Her face was bright red and her fists were clenched.
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With the spell now cast, Kate began guiding her wand across the pumpkin. Her textbook was in front of her, open to a clear picture of Cepheus. She tried to ignore the outburst from the professor. Not because she was ignoring him, no. She was just trying to be careful and hoped to have her hand around for the rest of her lifetime. He'd said they wouldn't get hurt in that way, but Kate was still being extra-cautious.
She thought about the little house-shaped constellation as she created a triangle for the roof and then a little box for the house. Then there were a few little lines coming out on both sides of the bottom. Kate traced them, all the while thinking that they were like little flowerbeds planted at the house.
This wasn't easy work. No, it was hard trying to get a precise carving while all the while doing a spell that was almost unfamiliar to her. She finally finished and step back to review her work. Well, it was a decent job. Sure, she was no artist, but anybody could hopefully tell that was Cepheus on there.
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