Office of Professor Newton
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If her own 5-star, award-winning chef of a mother couldn't help her, what hope did Professor Newton have? Still, her mother seem to think asking him would help a lot. Her Mom also seemed to think she had improved, just a pinch, over the summer, but Hads didn't see it. That was the real reason she had suggested Hadley see about getting tutored or something by Professor Newton. According to her Mom, he must have seen something in her or she wouldn't have been put on the top potioneering students list. But, voluntarily going to a Professor wasn't Hadley's MO at all. And at the same time, there was a lot of really cool stuff you could do with potions. Like really cool stuff. Stuff she'd never be able to do if she didn't improve, so...yeah, Hadley Denaker was a little bit torn. "I, uh...I've been practicing my cooking skills at home. My Mom's a chef, and she's been helping me, but I still stink. And we, my Mom and I, were, uh, wondering if you would be willing to tutor me or something?" Wow, why was her mouth getting dry? It never got dry when she spoke. "Uh, she seems to think it'd be good if I still had someone who knows what they're doing," though not if you asked her Dad, "helping me practice and everything..." She waited a moment, rolling on the balls of her feet in the uncomfortable awkwardness she was feeling. "So?" |
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Art stood behind his desk and listened to everything she said. He pushed his glasses up his nose, but other than that, his attention was dedicated to the young Ravenclaw in front of him. Asking for Potions tuition. Once she was done, he held a hand out, indicating the seat across from him. "Sit down... please..." and he sat in his own chair. "So... so you uhh you would like me to-to help tutor you? Well I'm-I'm your Professor of Potions and of course I'd be-be uhh be... well, of course I'd tutor you! Ab-absolutely. We can-can start at-at easy things and work our way up. Hmm? Uhh how-how about we start in a few days? Wh-when would you have a free period?" |
"I'm...It's good to be back, Professor." Hadley happily took a seat as Newton indicated and shifted slightly to get more comfortable. Professor Newton gave Hadley his undivided attention. That was one of the things she liked about him. He made his students feel like they were the most important thing going on at the time, that everything else could wait. It was a rare quality among adults. "Yes, that's right." She nodded. "I think I need you to tutor me as much as I want you too." She was dismissal at cooking and potions and clearly needed all the help she could get just to get to average. But more than that, she wanted to be better, wanted to be able to brew a potion correctly. And despite her father's opinions, Professor Newton was a great teacher. "That's perfect." She grinned. Maybe there would be hope for her yet. "I have a free period every Thursday after lunch. Would that work?" |
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"I know what you mean, it... it really is good go be back, isn't it?" He had missed Hogwarts over the summer. Teaching, his labs, yes plural, the students, the ghosts, the staff... Art checked over his large muggle year planner that he had pinned on the board behind him. Thursdays... "After lunch, that would work, yes," he said, turning back and pulling out a piece of lined paper. "Err.. s-so Thursdays after lunch, w-we can start this week. Or next. Uhh l-let's start with... ho-how about the Antidote to Common Poisons? W-we didn't really get to brew that properly last time." |
Hadley nodded. "This week would be preferable, Professor." Her Mom had suggested she not delay in continuing her practice, and in all honesty she agreed. The little progress she had managed to make was small enough that any time off from practicing might erase it. The sooner really was the better. The poison? Hadley hesitated. She wasn't that thrilled about his choice of starting potion, given how awful last time. "Only if I don't have to brew it while poisoned and you have actual antidotes on hand in the," extremely likely, "event that mine doesn't work." She nodded again, indicating her willingness to try that potion again. "Do you think we could work our way to animal related potions? Like the one that let us read our animals thoughts?" Which hadn't worked for her. "And ones that let you be an animal? Potions like that?" She knew she'd probably have to work her way up to those, but the were a goal to work towards. |
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She sighed, notably relieved to hear there would be no poisoning. Nodding to his assertion that'd he'd triple check the ingredients "That sounds good, Professor." She expected it to be honest. Got walk before you can run, crawl before you can walk. That sort of thing. So she had no issues with reassessing as they went. "Sounds like a plan. You can be the judge of what I am ready for and when. I really do want to get better." She paused, trying to decide if there was more she needed to cover, but she was sure they covered everything. "I'll see you thursday after lunch then? Thanks again, Professor." |
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Art nodded with a smile. "I know you do Miss Denaker... a-and we will get you there! Don't you worry!" He would judge fairly, because he wasn't about to dump her into the deep end before she was ready. He nodded again "Alright, I'll see you then! Bring your big thinking cap," he said with a chuckle. |
"Um..." That didn't sound like a good idea at all. Well, the no one drinking it way, sounded good. However, Professor Newton drinking it instead, didn't. "I'd rather it be me that drinks it, not you. If something goes wrong I trust you to fix it more than I trust me." Kinda like when you fly, and they tell you to secure your own mask before someone else's. She stood up and smiled, wide. "Thank you, Professor Newton. I'll see you then." It might take her long then this year, but she was confident that one day she'd be at least competent at potions. "And don't worry, I'll have my best thinking cap on." She never would have said anything like that on her own. But it was such a Newton thing to say, and he did just agree to help tutor her, so she gave him this one. "Thanks again. Have a good one, Professor." With that she exited his office, feeling hopeful about potions. |
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Nodding, she stepped inside the office and made herself comfortable. |
SPOILER!!: Haddie Art was not sure he liked the idea of Miss Denaker drinking the potions herself... he would prefer to do it. He was much older than her, so he would prefer to consume it. No harm coming to his students. Well, no more harm than his classes had already caused them. He gave a nod, "My pleasure Miss Denaker, b-bye for now," he said as he closed the door behind her. He put it in his planner, Miss Denaker Potion Tutoring, every Thursday for the remainder of term. He figured it would be easier to erase the plan than overbook himself, even if they didn't end up needing the little sessions for the entirety of the year. SPOILER!!: Esme "They look delicious! W-would you like a cup of tea?" he asked, pulling out a small selection of teas that he had stored in little glass jars. He had black tea, a special relax blend he had made himself, some earl grey and some green jasmine. |
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"I would love some tea, sir." White hot chocolate would have been best of all but she did like tea a fair bit after drinking it for Divination. Besides, not many people drank white hot chocolate and quite frankly Esme wouldn't have been surprised if most people didn't even know that such a thing existed. No matter. She got herself comfortable in her chair. |
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"How have you found the term so far?" he asked Miss Darcy as he pottered around with the teapot and boiling water. |
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She watched him set about brewing the tea, hoping that it wouldn't take too long though she would be patient for it; he was being nice just offering it to her when he didn't even have to. "Very good so far. How are you finding it, sir?" Because he experienced the term just as much as she did even though he wasn't a student. "Hoping that nothing crazy happens but I find probably will." Esme laughed. It always got crazy at Hogwarts. |
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Art was glad she wasn't here to express how horrible the term had been, or how stuck she was. He worried about the workload of the students sometimes. "Very good, much nicer w-without all of the-the things from last term." Shudder. No Peeves or... whats-her-name-female-poltergeist. No hag. It was good. Art chuckled. "Yes I th-I think you're right there, Hogwarts was n-never one for normality." |
SPOILER!!: from outside Sweet solstice. If Mr. Song's words were not fabrications brought about by the effects of a love potion, the man's skin would have crawled right off the bone and down the hall to find a broom cupboard to hide in. Regardless...there were still little disgusting nuggets of information being delivered that he could have done without. He did not share personal information with students and therefore expected the same sort of courtesy to be extended to him. Love potion was not an excuse for...oh sweet solstice please just stop talking, Mr. Song. Please. P L E A S E. Temporary relief came when Art answered Paul's knock, grin still plastered across the astronomer's face. "Why don't you tell him why we are here, Mr. Song," Airey encouraged with a stiff nod of the head towards the boy. Because what better way to illustrate things than to hear it right from the source? |
Thank Merlin, the professor had finally answered his door. Jaemin was about ready to vibrate out of his skin with impatience. He bolted into the room after Airey, looking around every which way as if the answer to his needs would present itself with an ethereal glow. The dreamy look had not faded, and indeed seemed to be intensifying with every passing minute. He could remember eeeeeeeeeeeeeeevery detail of their perfect, wonderful 💕kisses💕. And he was so ready to recount them to all of the professors. Every single one. So they would fully understand why he had to get there NOW. "Professor Flamsteed said you would be able to get me to Beauxbatons," the small Slytherin supplied, looking at Airey for a moment before focusing on Professor Newton. "There's a 💕 beautiful, wonderful princess💕 waiting for me." How could he possibly make Professor Newton understand why he had to hurry? Jaemin reached to touch the man's arm, giving it a tug. Help, Professor. Help. He had wasted soooooo much time. "If I make 💕her💕 wait too long, 💕she💕 might not love me anymore." DID HE SEE. DID HE GET IT. He had to gooooo. "Please!" 💕Princess Sachiko💕 needed her Prince. |
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Of course he agreed with her there. Crazy things always happened at Hogwarts. "That doll was very creepy. It slumped against my legs at the Hufflepuff table." Of course she only fount it incredibly creepy after it had ran off while they had been looking away. Anyway... "I guess lots of crazy stuff happened to you when you were at Hogwarts." That must have been a long time ago since he was Grandpa Newton. |
SPOILER!!: Airey and Jae -__- Ummm. Um. Paul had no words because he was just so very uncomfortable. And he wanted Art to get the bloody HINT that Jaemin Song was under the influence of a love potion--like pLEASE POTIONS MASTER, HELP THIS CHILD. Because.......... This was quite bad O___O |
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Art widened his eyes in surprise at the doll touching her. "It DID?" he asked. "How v-very creepy!" The whole... doll and Miffy thing gave him the heebie jeebies, and he was glad the doll never popped into his office or.. worse, his sleeping area! Art let out a chuckle "I'm... well I'm s-sure there was, I just... can't think of anything too crazy. Although I was the cause for a lot of it," he said with another chuckle. "I was a bit of a... a daredevil in my younger days." He still did the occasionally silly thing, having a much higher confidence than coordination, which never helped. SPOILER!!: Love is in the aiiiiiiir Art was sensing a lot of discomfort from Airey, which would almost make him chuckle if the situation wasn't so... so bizarre. He felt Mr Song brush past him and watched him with his mouth agape, as he appeared to be looking for something. Great Scott not this again. But as he was about to ask if this was another one of those zombie things, Mr Song started speaking. "Be-Beauxbatons?" Art asked, looking from Mr Song to Airey. But he continued, and it became quite clear what the problem was. And why he was here. "Ahh," he said, just as Mr Song gave his arm a bit of a tug. "OHH," Art mumbled, feeling a pop come from the joint. He awkwardly gave Mr Song a bit of a pat on the shoulder and led him towards his very own chair. "T-take a seat Mr Song, I-I'll... I'll send a patronus to th-the... Professor Draper to g-get some... Thestrals ready. To take us to Beauxbatons." He didn't, though. Instead he ducked out of the office and went to the Laboratory where his potions were. He poured a dose of the antidote into a little glass and, knowing how odd this would be, poured three other glasses of water. So he wasn't drinking alone. "Here we go, let's all have a drink whilst we wait for word from Professor Drapper, shall we," he said, handing Mr Song the antidote, and a glass of water to the two other men in his office. "To Love," he said, in cheers, taking a sip. |
*skips Airey because I must and goes to bed* Take a seat? Taking a seat meant that they were going to be here longer than a minute, which was longer than a minute too long for Jaemin at that very moment. He was so far away from his 💕love💕... so very far... every moment apart had his heart shattering into smaller and smaller pieces. 💕She💕 was his everything, and he had to get to her... he just had to... The small boy sank into the chair, however, twitching impatiently. He would sit here and try to wait for Professor Newton to... wait a minute. The professor was sending a patronus to Draper, about thestrals? He blinked slowly at the man's back as he disappeared into the hall, then continued blinking at him when he returned. Soon... soon... he'd be with his 💕precious princess💕 soon... The boy took the cup when the professor handed it to him, but really... he didn't have time for this. He didn't have time for toasts, not when Draper was supposed to be getting thestrals ready. Thestrals that were outside. As in, not in this room. His mode of transportation to his 💕princess💕 was outside. Without a word, Jaemin dropped the cup he'd been handed and bolted for the door. TO 💕PRINCESS SACHIKO💕! |
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Yeeep, his expression and reaction was exactly the same way that she felt. "Yes, and I think I heard it giggling too - earlier." Around the time that Professor Draper had been given love potion. Was that something that everyone knew about by now? Esme didn't mention the incident because she wasn't sure. And... he had been a trouble maker? Now it was her turn to be shocked. "Really? What kinds of things did you get up to?" SHE WANTED TO HEAR STORIES. |
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"Oh it GIGGLED too?" His mouth was open. That was just... disturbing. Greatly disturbing. "Oh well... turning the stairs from the Gryffindor common room into a slide... swapping flobberworm mucous with troll bogies in one of our seventh year classes," the memory had him chuckling. Everyone's potion except his and his friends were disasters. "Swapping the covers of books in the library. That one had uhh.. p-particularly hilarious responses from some of the Ravenclaws," he said, adding the last bit in a lower tone. He shrugged, "Well it was all a bit of fun, really." |
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