So Brian was right. They were totally learning how to charm people. In this case, how to charm people into not punching you in the face. He wasn't sure people actually wanted to punch him in the face, though, but it was good to be totally prepared for it. Just in case.

So what would he do if someone bigger than him was going to punch him? Well, considering most people in here were actually bigger than him, he'd just wonder what he'd do if any of them were going to punch him. HMMM. "I'd probably try to talk to them," he said in the end. Not talk their ear off although he had a tendency to do that, just talking it out. "See if we can solve it without me losing a tooth." He quite liked his teeth. They looked pretty good on him.

The charms professor was an animagus? Cool! What did it feel like to be a cat? Did the professor ever eat cat food when he was in cat form? Was that a bad question? Was this even worth thinking about? Oh, the lesson was starting! Penelope wrote her name on the name tag and stuck it to her robes.

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What would she do when she found herself being attacked by something bigger than her? Uh... Something was a very generic term. It could be anything from scary giant pendulums in astronomy class to mountain trolls to older students, and there was definitely a difference in how she would react to those different things. "Depends what kind of something it is. First I would figure out was it is, then maybe immobilize it if it can be immobilized... or maybe immobilize it first and then figure out what it is... or cast random spells at it to see if one works... no, I would do something smarter than casting random spells... and it's also important to know how it attacks you and how fast it moves, and if it can kill you, and how big it is, and what it is... Did I already say that?..." Yeah, she was just going to stop talking now. Whatever she had said probably hadn't sounded as good as she had hoped. She was a Ravenclaw, and apparently Ravenclaws were supposed to be able to use their wits, so whatever she did, she just hoped that it would be something smart. This was much more interesting to think about than cats and what the professor did when he was a cat. Wait, was this lesson going to involve being attacked by something big? Because when it was part of a class activity, what she would do if she was attacked usually involved crying or hiding in the corner.

Ahhh, so someone attacked you who's bigger than you are, eh? Considering the fact that Gregoire was just in a fight this should be a fairly simple question. Right? Well, then again, none of the people he fought was taller than him, and if so only by a few inches. Gregoire was surprisingly tall for his age, so that helped him out a lot of times when it came to stuff like this.

Taking out his quill and ink, the snake grabbed one of the name tags and wrote his name on it. After doing that he stuck it onto his robes. But, all the Professors either knew his name from last year because he rarely spoke English or they were going to learn it shortly because of what happened at the feast. Speaking of which he gave Austin a glare and pointed at the bruise which was still on his cheek to give the Claw a reminder of what he did. If Gregoire was still having bad memories of this, he'd make sure Austin would too.

That's right, his middle name meant immortal. Which meant that he was possibly immortal right? That would be pretty cool if he would never die. Then he'd be able to see how the world would constantly be changing which would be extremely amazing! That would be so cool!

Now then, back to answering the question the Professor had asked to them. Raising his hand, Gregoire stated "Professor, what I would do, unlike some of my...rather...lâche classmates, I would fight them myself. Simply by first taking their wand by using 'Expelliarmus'. Then I'd immobilize them with 'Immobulus' or if they were running at me I would use 'Stupefy'. After that, I would then proceed to make sure they weren't going to be moving anytime soon so that way I could ask them why they tried to attack me. If they were a person of course. If it was a creature, I'd hand it over to the care of our Care of Magical Creatures Professor." (lache= coward) You see, unlike some of his classmates *cough* KYROH *cough*, Gregoire fought his own battles. Despite his injuries, the piercing, icy blue eyed French Snake would still fight by himself, and only himself. It would hurt like hell to do it, but the boy would not give up on fighting.

Bianca had said hi kitty? Puck thought as she sat in her seat eyes wide in fear. Her eyes were burning and itching her skin felt hot…itchy, it was like she was on fire or someone had their face into a pile of pepper but they hadn’t. “Oh I don’t feel well” she complained and twitched her nose slightly.

haaaaaaaachoooo!

She sniffled once more and tried to rub her face again. Her sinuses felt like they were ticklish again. She groaned and frowned slightly. Professor Quigley was obviously an attractive guy but being in his class was making her feel like her face was itching.

She frowned and simply watched the Professor talking as she wrote down her name on a piece of paper.

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PLOTTWIST WAS NOT EXPECTED SO EARLY INTO CLASS. Marigold looked appraisingly at Quigley. Nice name, nice face, obviously talented… she liked him a lot. She wished she had placed her apple up on his desk, but, alas, it was too late. Instead, she wrote her name clearly on her name tag.

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Oh. Yes. Marigold nodded and picked the apple up, holding it outstretched towards him. "Yes, sir. Just..uh.. keeping it safe from.. the cat… I didn't know you were that cool yet, sir."

As for his question… the real answer for her was probably to run away, but instead she raised her hand and offered a different opinion. "Defend yourself? With protego, or maybe even some offensive spells." Instead of defensive, y'know.

That. Was. So. Cool. Dot practically stood on her chair in her eagerness to see the cat-professor in action, and all she wanted to do was have him change back and forth over and over until she was sure she'd seen every last detail. It wasn't likely she'd have that privilege, but y'know what? She was watching him. Constantly. From now on.

She wiggled in her seat at his question and considered whether he meant what would SHE do or what should a person in general do. Because those were different answers. A person in general should use a spell or be clever or learn to fight.

And a Dot was a different story. She raised her hand. "Scream. Scream and probably die, unfortunately."

WOAH! HOLD UP!

JUST HOLD THE FREAKING PHONE.

The cat was the professor? And people had petted him and cooed at him and whatnot? LOL. Oh MAN! Talk about awkward. What a way to start off the lesson. He was dead chuffed in knowing that he hadn't done any of that but seeing some of the others........... lulz. He was going to remember this. Uh huh.

Name tags? Frankly, they were to be expected, what with the new Professor and all. Picking up his quill, Grayson scribbled down his name onto the tag. No holds here, only the name.

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Andddddd onto the uniform it went. Was it gonna stay there forever? He didn't want it to. Walking around with a name tag all the time took away from his element of cool, you know, and he didn't want that. Not in a million years.

The question? Er. Wasn't the answer pretty simple? "Try and save my neck, first and foremost," he said, his hand in the air, "If it's MUCH bigger than you and you KNOW that you can't defeat it, trying to do so is pretty stupid. In that case, trying to defend yourself against the attack is crucial and then I'd try and distract it so that I can run away to a safe spot until I come up with a plan." A plan that would succeed, mind you. "If you stand a chance, attacking it until your dealt with it is a good plan." Shrug.

You know, you'd think Zander would freak out about the fact that a cat just turned into his Professor before his very eyes. But no. That wasn't the concern. The REAL concern was the fact that they were having the new CARETAKER TEACH CHARMS??? He wasn't stupid. He remembered what the guy had said at the welcome party. Something along the lines of, 'not a new Professor' or 'checking the ropes' or 'wow kid, you just totally embarrassed yourself by calling me a Professor and you're probably only destined to be a magical garbage man for the rest of your life', really it was all the same.

BUT STILL. If the caretaker was really the new Professor.... WAS HE EVEN QUALIFIED FOR THIS???? It was his FIFTH YEAR, PEOPLE!! OWLs, heeeeellooooooo? How was he supposed to finally learn things if the caretaker was the one in charge of the Professor things..... Someone had some explaining to do here, people.

So Zander took a couple of minutes and just, you know, stared after the whole 'I'm your new Professor' introduction. 'Cause, uh no you're not. You said it yourself ???? *???* But still. He couldn't risk it. What if the Caretaker knew the Charms Professor??? And passed down all the important information to him. See, that's why Zander had to get on this guy's good side too. So raising his hand, he carefully considered the question. Well, that was easy. You just push whatever it is into a lake and hope it drowns. But that wasn't very thoughtful was it?

No. If he wanted to reaaaally impress the guy, he'd probably have to say something related to charms. HA. Zander was SO on top of this 'impressing the new Professor thing'!! "You've got to wave your wand and um, say some kind of charm so that you can um, yeah," BEEEAAAAAAAM. Right? Riiiiiiiight? Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight? Cause this was charms and he totally connected two and two together. Brilliant he was. Absolutely.

OH. And while he was at it, he wrote his name EXTRA, EXTRA big on the name tag. That way, he was sure to be remembered when it came time to scoring his exam. Heh. See, he was working for this one.

Both Valentine sisters slipped in shortly after Benny, for once it seemed like he hadn't been the last one of the group to arrive. "Hey," the fifth year greeted his girlfriend back as she took her own seat, her sister distracted by the non-human presence in the classroom even more then she might usually be of her own boyfriend. Speaking of which...

The cat was on the move.

First reacting to all the new students in the room and the reactions some of them had given to the feline. AJ for one seemed to be nearly gushing over it. Benny turned to watch the creature curiously, eyes widdening in surprise as he changed into a man...their professor whom he had met in the Gryffindor common room that first night.

He was an animangus...Wicked!

Turning back around to follow the charms instructor back to the front of the classroom, the Gryffindor accepted the floating nametag offered to him and took out a quill to join his textbook and parchment on his desk . With a few quick movements he had his name written down on the sticky tag while he continued to listen to the professor. So he had been right about the apples, the fifth year simply nodding at the thanks sent his way.

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After adding the finished name tag to his robe as directed, Ben tried to think on the best answer to the question posed to them. At least his more certain reaction to the situation at hand. "I would evade for the moment as I decided on a next move," he finally answered after raising his hand.

WHOA! He turned into a GORGEOUS MAN! Cute cat by day, gorgeous man by… lesson?

Professor Quigley. Quigley… what a nice name. Zhenya had a 5 second daydream, before snapping back to reality. NO! She HAD to stay on track this term. Had to earn back those points. She sat up a little bit straighter to listen to what Professor Quigley was saying.

She grabbed a label that was floating towards her and dipped her quill into the ink. Hmm… Zhenya… Zhenya Quigley? Well… that had a bit of a ring to it, didn't it. Mrs. Zhenya Quigley. Ahh, yes.

NO! Oh, NO. Zhenya BURTON. Miss. Zhenya BURTON. That was right.. She cleared her throat, embarrassed about her involuntary thoughts, and re-dipped her quill into the ink.

She wrote neatly onto the label and stuck it to her robes.

And no, Zhenya didn't bring an apple. She ate apple slices on the train coming in to Hogwarts but… she rarely ate them. On days she missed Gary the most, she ate apples and wore his jumper. She still had it. No apples left though, sorry Professor Quigley. She did read the rules that he liked apples, and she did think about getting one, maybe asking the elves to bring her one, but she didn't.

Now… what did she do when something bigger than she attacked her? Hmm… She raised her hand slowly, waiting then replied "Professor Quigley," blush, "I yell at them. And maybe… maybe hit them." Maybe. Well, mostly. That one time, anyway. But mostly yelling and screaming. Draw attention, then the big bully usually backs off. Should do, anyway. If that doesn't work, she might hit them, or kick them. Something like that.

As he time passed, Janelle wondered where the Professor could possible be. Then, she got her answer. She had noticed the cat sitting on top of one of the desks earlier. When the cat transformed into a man and that man was the Professor, all Janelle could think of was......."Coooool" She definitely hadn't seen that coming.

So his name was Pogessor Quigley and he wanted to know their names in return. Janelle took one of the nametags provided and carefully wrote her name on it.
Then she placed the nametag on her robe. As the Professor continued to talk, Janelle heard him ask his first question. She thought about it for a moment and then raised her hand. Not knowing what people experienced with magic would do, she went with what she thought she would do in that situation.

"Well, if it was someone bigger than I am......I'd figure that I might be faster than them. So if I thought I could get away, I'd run as fast as I could." Seeing that this was Charms class, Janelle made a little addition to her answer. "But, if I had learned some great charms, I'd use one of those to protect myself or fight back."

Puck was still sneezing a bit only light little ones here and there from the cat hair that was still in the air. “Prof-fee-ee-“ she hachooo, “Professor you could probably shrink the attacker down to your size by using the shrinking charm” she suggested and grinned. “Redu-oooooh-oooohachoooo” she sniffed and frowned slightly. “Reducio.”

There were things she had to do after class:
1. Make Anti-allergen Potion
2. Take Anti-allergen Potion
3. Avoid cats and cat professor until the time that the potion is taken

WOAAHHHHH

Now THAT was impressive. Wait a minute he was petting the teacher the whole time!?

Ermm.....now he felt creeped out.

If he would have know he probably wouldn't have petted the cat. Now things were going to be awkward from now on. Good thing he didn't feed him cat treats or anything. I don't think they would taste well. It was quite cool he was an animagus getting past the whole freaked out about cat thing. He looked around and noticed he wasn't alone in having the same reaction. He caught Grayson being creeped out and he smirked and nodded towards him.

He heard the professor mention they needed to write their names on name tags. Of course they did because this was the new professor. He wondered what happened with Fuller but let's see what this new teacher could do. He dipped his quill into some ink and began to write...

After he wrote it down and placed the name tag on his desk, he heard the prof's question and his name. Huh...his name was Quigley. Interesting name and it made him chuckle a bit. He thought of the logical answer and raised his hand, "Professor you just dodge out of the way till you can cast a spell?"

WHAT WAS GOING ON? Hayden had seen the cat dart across the room and she'd only watched because it was a cat and therefore cute. The cat had been the only point of interest in the room considering the professor hadn't shown up yet. Hayden's eyes grew really wide as she watched the cat become the professor. Of course she knew it was possible but she'd never witnessed an animagus change shapes before. It was amazing and it had shocked her. Talk about a plot twist.

Before class officially started, Hayden went to place the apple on his desk. There, now he would know who it was from. You're welcome professor cat. Er, Quigley. She liked him so far. Just because he was a cat? No.

...Yes

She took out her quill as a name tag landed on her desk. She neatly wrote her name. Hayden Malone. When she was done, she took the tag and stuck it to the front of her uniform. Now everybody would know who she was. And she was ready for the lesson.

What to do if they were being attacked by someone bigger than them. Turn into a cat? The answer floated sarcastically through her mind, but of course she would never say that. Another, more serious, answer also came to mind right away. She knew what she would actually do if she was attacked, by anything of any size actually. So Hayden raised her hand. "Run away." There was a reason she wasn't a Gryffindor.

Well DUH, the professor was the cat. She'd said this very thing at the feast upon seeing the commotion at the staff table. And people wondered why she got so easily irritated with the lot of them. Them being the other students. The why being them IGNORING for the most part her sound observations. Or not paying any attention to what was going on around them. Though, most of the people in the room hadn't been within earshot during the feast, but the paying attention was still valid. They did have eyes after all.

Anyway, instead of gaping like an idiot at the Animagus, Heather took the time to fill out her name tag and slap it on her robes. Oof. Little too hard there.

That done, she waited out the professors stare about the apples (nope, none on her and she wasn't really a kiss up so...) until he finally got to the question. "It'd depend on how they were attacking me, really. If it was from behind, I'd probably just scream at the top of my lungs for help. If it was from the front, I'd either fire a spell at their shins or kick them there and then beat it." Because no one wants to beat a beat it. Or so says one of her late father's favorite songs, anyway. Not to mention that while she may be in Gryffindor house, she wasn't quite as brave as a typical Gryffindor, at least not enough to go up against someone or something larger than herself.

Mitchell watched the Professor turn into a man. Or cat!man. He wasn't sure how it worked. Was he always a man? Or did he get... cat-like?

Eh. On second though, Mitchell didn't care too much. He had no desire to turn into a cat. If it was a dog or something cooler, then they could talk.

He scribbled his name and placed it on his uniform.

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Last name omitted. He wasn't a fan of last names.

Hm. What would he do? He raised his hand. ... a little too soon because he actually wasn't prepared. "Make sure the girlfriend is at a safe distance away." he blurted out.

Well. At least that would score girlfriend points. Eh.

"Then try to find some sort of weakness." Everything had a weakness. "Or rethink my life." Assuming he deserved to be in that sort of position.

Hehe. The kitty meowed at her. Evie smiled at the cat and lightly patted its head, just before it jumped down and...

......... turned into a human. Even better: their professor.

Evie mentally revoked her thought of wanting to take him back to her dorm and she was very glad she had not said that out loud.

Aaaaand onto the lesson! Evie listened very carefully and suddenly noticed and wondered about all the apples. Had she missed a memo? She had read the notice board like, 6 times and she didn't remember anything about apples being on there. She moved on, though. He had a question, and Evie wanted to answer it.

She thought about it for a moment before raising her hand. "I would try to protect myself and then find its weak spots and attempt to injure it. Assuming I wouldn't be able to outrun the creature at its full strength." Because she didn't want to die OR kill whatever the creature was.

And before she forgot, she took the name tag and wrote down her name on it and placed it under her left shoulder for the professor to see.

Thornton, having chosen a seat near the door, had a front row seat to the cat-to-man transformation. Muttering a soft 'wow,' Thornton sat back in his seat and followed the professor to the front with his eyes.

He supposed that the professor had been around for his apple delivery, then.

Listening to the question, Thornton tried to consider that situation as he set himself up with parchment and quill and filled out his name tag: Thornton Baines

The answers being shared by his classmates were all ones that Thornton supposed could be appropriate ways to respond. His personal instinct was the remove himself from that situation with all haste, or, failing that, a shield charm. He offered neither of these thoughts aloud, however, as so many had been suggested.

Angel smiled as she looked at the Professor as he spoke. She then did what he said.



Angel stuck the name tag on and the raised her hand as he asked a question. "Professor you could always try and talk your way out of the situation." Angel smiled, either that or sing I will survive and hope the person didn't like your singing.

Hm. HMM. Well. That was... interesting. The cat was actually their professor. So... that gave him some credit right there. As far as SHE knew, Fuller hadn't been an animagus. So... okay. Quigley had some cool points on his record by default. But that didn't MEAN that he was better than Fuller, okay? It just meant he was different. And who knew - the guy still could have ended up being a totally mean jerk and lose any cool points he earned. So Soph kept her guard up.

But he seemed pretty normal as he spoke. Name tags were standard, and Sophie wrote her name on her tag in huge, neat letters, then promptly stuck it on her robes. She didn't expect him to learn her name during the class, as she fully intended on blending in with everyone for now, but after class she wanted to go make a lasting impression on him. So. She was suddenly very glad she had kept that apple in her bag. Helped her stay invisible for now.

Also, in the midst of his talking, she took notice for the first time of how attractive his features were. Very nice indeed. So that was just about on par with Fuller, too.

...Darn it. No matter how much she wanted to hate this guy immediately, he wasn't giving her any good REASONS to.

She was waiting for his first mistake AND not answering his question, even though she wanted to point out that it was important to know WHY they were being attacked and WHAT was attacking them and what KIND of attack it was. Was it a creature or human? Was it an attack to harm or kill? Was it a physical or magical attack, the latter in which the size of the opponent wouldn't matter much? Or was it an attack using PILLOWS in a FRIENDLY WAR? Not all attacks were with completely ill intentions. So, instead of answering aloud and questioning the guy and drawing the attention toward her, she wrote all these thoughts down. All of it.

Scott has been sniffling since he entered the class courtesy to the cat that much to his surprise (or not), transformed into a man who happens to be their teacher. That was wicked and all, but Scott hopes they won't be learning how to transform into animals now. He'd rather stay as a human.

Ooh, name tags! Scott took out his quill and ink bottle from his bag, dipped the quill into the ink bottle and slowly, carefully wrote his name. Scott Weller it says in a slanted handwriting and then sticks the tag on the left chest of his robes.

Now, what would he do if something big attacks him? Run for his life, obviously! And find a safe place to hide. But what if he is already under attack? He wanted to say scream (he would scream for his brother), but thought better of not humiliating himself in his first class at Hogwarts. He puts up his hand and says "Try to distract it," he pauses. "And then run."

Okay… THIS she didn’t had expected! She had seen the cat, of course but she had avoided it because she didn’t wanted to scare her rat Nabber when she was back at her common room, Nabber wasn’t exactly the most friendly rat and she didn’t wanted to dare it to touch her little friend while she smelled like a cat but… Now that same cat was… A man? WOW! Now THAT was cool! “Amazing!” whispered Cahira while she stared wide eyed at the teacher, wondering if all the teachers here where like that, animals who were in secret humans! She also wanted to become like that teacher! She also wanted to transform into a animal! But… Was that even possible and… Were all the transformers animals? Quickly she tried to remember what her dad had tried to explain to her a few years ago when she had seen something like this before but… She had been so distracted at that time and she didn’t had really listened to her dad!

But while she listened to the teacher she… Frowned! A name tag? But that wasn’t cool, that was… She liked like a fool! But lucky for her she wasn’t the only one who needed to do it so, with some reluctance, she did what she was told and wrote:

Cahira Jones

And again, with some reluctance, she attached it to her uniform and uttered a silent sigh… Seeing how the teacher was eating a apple in front of the class she frowned again, she wanted also to eat something! Hmm, that was rude! But… He was the teacher so… She just needed to accept it!

But his question… Hmm, she didn’t had thought about it before but… It was a good question! Slowly she raised her hand and spoke; “At first I will try to sneak away or to distract that person, and if that isn’t working then I will send my rat at that person, Nabber is really dangerous and he can bite you really hard if he want to” spoke Cahira thoughtfully… Knowing that she still wasn’t good enough to use magic and… She even didn’t knew how to start!

*Sitting in his seat Noah looked around at the other students. But was quickly brought back to the front by a crunching sound. Apples... Was the charms professor really munching on an apple right now? Interesting... Grabbing a name tag he filled it out and placed Noah Jack Gardner on his chest. Then he almost burst out laughing at the first question. What kind of a question was that? Raising his hand he said,*

"You obviously protect yourself then fight it off, unless you're a coward and run away."

The reactions to the cat transforming into Professor Quigley were rather interesting, yet Brooklyn met it with rather a look of disinterest. Her only question would have been if that meant she could take Tywin to class sometime, but for now her kitten would stay in the dorms. That could be found out later. She didn’t particularly care if the professor could turn into a cat. It didn’t scare her, and it didn’t surprise her. He taught Charms, so why shouldn’t he be able to turn into an animal. She imagined it was a charm after all. Just like floating the nametags to all of them was. They were magical after all. Magic shouldn’t be a surprise anymore.

Picking up the tag that had landed on her desk, she took a second to write her name on it.

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Now that that was finished, she stuck it to her robes, then turned blue eyes back to the professor at the question. “I would fight back. Obviously whoever it was wouldn’t have known who they were up against,” she answered. People were stupid if they tried to go up against her anyway. She’d find their weakness and then take advantage of it.

How long were they supposed to wait for the man for arrive? He could have notified them that he would be late so that they ALL would be late. And technically no one would be late that way. Made perfect sense. And why were the other students fussing over the cat? It wasn't like it was a Unicorn or something.


Disinterested by everything happening around him, Dante started flipping through his textbook without really focusing on any words. Just something to do. Then someone spoke LOUDLY next to him. He wasn't jumpy so it didn't really bother him. His eyes looked up from the book to the girl. Was she talking to him ? He cast a look behind him to see that he was the only dude on this row. And he was new, too. Must have been him. "Hello to you, too," He told her after a tiny pause. He should get used to random people saying hello to him, it was obviously a thing here, and not a bad thing. His eyes settled on her house crest. Gryffindor. Same house as poem boy. And most importantly his brother. "Do professors always arrive la.."
He had to stop mid-sentence because something happened just now. Wow. That was impressive. Like really. This was the most interesting thing that happened since he got off the boat. The sixth-year's expectations were met. First class was cool so far. Points to catman whose name was committed to memory.

Then Professor Maddox asked a question. What? Wasn't he going to say anything about what just happened? Apparently not. Shame. Maybe Dante could ask later.

Now to answer his question, Dante paused thinking of an answer before raising his hand. "I'd take that to my advantage. Because the bigger, the slower." He had experience in that department.

Next, a nametag was slapped on his uniform.

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