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Usually a change in classroom scenery might be a welcome experience, but today's Charms lesson takes place on a cold, dreary January morning. A chilly wind ripples across the Hogwarts grounds, picking up a few leaves and scattering them as it goes. The skies are gray, but there's no sign of a snowflake in sight. It's the kind of day that makes you want to stay in bed, curled up in a cocoon of blankets, but that will have to wait until after class. Let's hope you remembered Professor Marchand's instructions to dress warmly!
As you drag yourself out into the cold, the first thing you'll notice is a series of wooden benches arranged in a circle. The second thing you'll notice is the lack of warming charms around the area. Is Professor Marchand deliberately trying to freeze his students or is this part of the lesson?
The professor himself sits on one of the benches, bundled up in a thick coat, hat, scarf, and gloves and clutching a mug of coffee. He looks pale and tired but still greets you with a smile as you arrive. Was that a cough you just heard? On the bench beside him is a tray laden with piping hot muffins and several mugs of tea and hot cocoa. Have a seat and help yourself to a warm refreshment as you wait for class to begin!
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Daehyun had been delighted when he'd seen the announcement that the next Charms lesson would be held outside. It was snowing, it was freezing, and he absolutely loved it. Against heat you couldn't do much, but when it was cold, you could just put on layers upon layers until you were warm, which is exactly what he'd done. With his chin buried in his scarf, a beanie on his head and his hands stuck deep in the pockets of his robe, he enjoyed the walk down to where the lesson would be held. His usually pale and sickly-looking cheeks were flushed a healthy pink - ahh, this was perfect!
"Hello, professor!" he greeted cheerfully, his eyes immediately landing on the treats. Bless professor Marchand, he always had delicious treats, so he wasted not a moment longer to help himself to a muffin and mug of steaming cocoa. He couldn't help but sniff it happily before taking a huge bite out of the muffin and seating himself a couple of benches away from the professor, his bag discarded by his feet.
Ahh, if only all lessons were out in the snow.
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Kye was still half asleep as she made her way towards where Professor Marchand was sitting. Yes it was pretty dang cold today, but Kye was tucked in her jacket, like an eskimo. How was it not snowing though?? Kye wondered if it would start partway through their lesson. Arriving at the circle of benches, Kye smiled at the sight of Professor Marchand, who was way more bundled up than she was. "Good morning, Sir!" she greeted. Perhaps it was his choice of clothe colors, but he looked a little... off? Smile wavering slightly, Kye tilted her head and asked, "How are you today, Professor?" She walked up to the refreshment table, listening for his response as she helped herself to a mug of hot cocoa. Giving in, she also picked up one of the delicious looking chocolate chip muffins. She could see the steam coming off the top of them, and she could feel her mouth watering.
Taking a seat on an empty bench, Kye smiled in Daniel's direction. Yes, hello fellow early bird! "Hello," she greeted before taking a sip from her mug. She could feel the heat go from slightly burning her tongue, down her throat, and it made her shiver. She felt fairly warm in her overcoat, but the hot cocoa was really going to do the trick. She hoped she had enough to get her through the chilly morning! A stifled yawn later, Kye ate her muffin which was unsurprisingly just as delicious as she thought it would be. Chew chew chew swallow sip!
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Bel was bundled up as warmly as possible. Tights on, sweater on, scarf on, robes on where her preference would just be shirt, tie, and skirt (or, really, trousers, but she had none of those this year). Honestly the outdoor classes could wait to a better time of year couldn't they? At least it was charms. She wasn't good at them but it was usually a pretty good class. She knew there'd be food and stuff before she even saw it because there always was at Hogwarts for some reason. Bel went over and looked at what was there.
"Hi, Professor, is there coffee?" Ohhh please. Pleasepleaseplease. Coffee would always be her first pick for sure.
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The winter... She was not made for the winter, it was too cold and she disliked it... But, sadly, there was nothing to do about it... Wearing a double pair of clothes just to stay warm the sixth year Slyhterin entered the place where the lesson would be held today, but why they were going to have a lesson outside in the cold like this was a mystery to her. Shivering slightly she greeted the teacher, "hello professor" and she noticed that her breath was forming little clouts while speaking...
Looking further she saw the drinks and she gladly took a mug of warm chocolate milk and a muffin, taking free food was something she never ignored. Quickly she sat down on one of the chairs, warming her hands on the mug.
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Daisy had returned home for Christmas and was back at Hogwarts ready to get back into the swing of things. She was dressed up for the outdoors lesson and when she saw a pale looking Professor Marchand, she gave him a warm smile and said, "Good morning, Professor." She then helped herself to a nice mug of hot chocolate and sat down on a bench.
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Dressed in the warmest clothes she could find in her trunk, Maddie Kemp made her way to Charms class. Could an outdoor lesson not have waited until March or so? Or maybe this was something they needed to know for their final exams, and it just couldn't wait? Either way, Maddie wrapped herself as tightly inside of her coat as she possibly could as she made her way to the class.
Maddie paused when she reached the arrangement of benches where the class was set to take place. "G-g-good m-m-morn-ing, Professor," she said, managing a smile despite the cold. It was the first time she'd spoke since leaving the castle, and she guessed her voice had gone into hibernation. She took a seat on the bench next to the man and looked longingly at his mug of...something. Hot chocolate?
"Are you sick?" she asked the professor. "Want me to go see if the Healer can get some Pepperup Potion ready?" She would actually welcome a walk back into the castle.
Even though she'd really enjoyed her Christmas break, it was somewhat of a relief to be back in her lessons - lessons meant her mind was occupied, and not worrying about university letters she hadn't received. And Felicity knew that she had to put a lot of effort in to succeed that year, no matter the help she'd been offered from Jessa and Valko. The year was inching by, but she was well aware that she'd be graduating before she knew it, and the seventh year was honestly ready for that.
Already filled up with coffee, she pulled her warm coat closer around herself and took a seat at the edge of a bench, giving a nod and a small smile to Professor Marchand in greeting.
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It was FREEZING OUTSIDE, DID PROFESSOR MARCHAND KNOW???????????
Obviously he must've because the poor bloke looked like he was Frosty the Snowman's second cousin or something. Uh, no offense. Zoryn, fortunately, had an older student help her with some insulating charms so that her robes would keep her plenty warm. It was just super annoying that all the Professors always chose to do the outside lessons at literally thE WORST TIME POSSIBLE.
"Hi Professor, I think you forgot the heating charms," she was being helpful, duh.
And then she went to sit down next to Bel, the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain. "It's too cold to learn. I say we all protest."
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Anna was all nice and wrapped up in her warmest clothes. She didn't really mind the cold, as long as she could have a hot drink out there, whiiiich she knew she would because this was professor Marchand, so not a problem!
The third year made her way towards where the class would be held with her head slightly down to avoid the cold wind hitting her eyes straight on. She could've worn her Quidditch goggles, but she didn't because she wasn't as weird as her brother Matt, y'know. Nearly, but not quite. Heehee.
She did a beeline towards the drinks as soon as she reached the area and only greeted those around her after she had gotten herself a nice cup of hot cocoa and a muffin because free food was the best kind of food. "Hi, everyone! And thanks for this, professor." He raised both her cup and the muffin a little and gestured with her head so he knew what she meant.
Taking a random seat near-ish her Head of House, the Gryffindor started to sip and chew. Omnomnomnom.
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He was glad it was finally time for Charms class. However it wasn’t fun to be outside when it was this cold. He had on his favorite sweatshirt from back home, but the cold breeze was a bit much. Taking a seat on the bench he grabbed his notebook out of his bag and a pen. “Hi Professor.” he stated sitting down on one of the benches in the circle.
Quinn shivered on her way down to the Charms lesson. Even through her winter robes and leather jacket she'd tossed on over them, she could feel the chill of the wind. Only her head felt warm, courtesy of the Phoenix feather that was braided into her hair.
True to form, Quinn said nothing to the Professor as she made her way to the front, grabbed a goblet of steaming hot cocoa and made her way to a bench near Daniel. She wasn't sitting right next to him, leaving that space open for Beth, but she sat near.
The heat from the cocoa was already doing wonders to warm her gloved hands, and the first sip of it was heavenly.
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It was so COLD. Did the professor not feel cold? And if he didn't, what did that mean about him? Or... or maybe he felt it and just didn't care about them and their tender little fingers and toes. Chloe gave the professor sad eyes as she seated herself and pulled her gloves out of her bag.
It was hard to write with her gloves on, but at least they were all in the same boat. "Good day to you, Professor. It's a bit... nippy, don't you think?"
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Wearing his favorite pair of sunglasses along with his coat, gloves, beanie and thickest boots, the now eighteen-year-old walked to the circle of benches carrying his own cup of hot coffee in his hand and sat alone on an empty bench. The purpose of the sunglasses was to hide the fact that he hadn't been sleeping well, plus the black eye he'd suffered at the 'hands' of a punching bag he'd punched a bit too hard. Something that shouldn't be a big surprise to many, given his recent fluctuations in mood, though he hadn't shared the reasoning behind said fluctuations with anyonethough if one listened to the rumor mill, one might be able to guess.
"Hello, Professor Marchand," Ronan greeted in a flat tone. It was all he could muster for now. That and wondering why on Earth the professor was holding a lesson outdoors in this weather when he was so clearly not well, but he didn't voice this thought outloud.
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The choice to have class outside in January had definitely piqued Stasya’s interest, if just because she’d noticed how Professor Marchand had been looking. Not well, that was, and she’d have thought being outside in the winter weather wouldn’t be good for him. Of course, she couldn’t really do much about that, since she was only fifteen after all and only concerned because he was one of her favorite professors, plus her head of house. Her thoughts about the professor were distracted by wondering about the weather, though. Maybe it was just because she’d spent time in New York over the holidays, but the fact it wasn’t snowing seemed weird to her. Plus, the dreariness seemed like it was threatening a storm, but it wasn’t actually happening. It was definitely odd, and she’d had plenty of time to consider its oddness on her many trips to the barns since the holidays were over.
She’d had plenty of protection from the weather, anyway. A sweater and a long-sleeved shirt under her robes, plus her thickest stockings and boots ere working well enough to keep her warm, along with her pink beanie and her gloves. Plus, she’d cast a few warming charms on herself before she’d left the castle. She figured she’d be okay. “Good morning, Professor Marchand,” she said in greeting to her head of house. “Maybe tea would be better than coffee?” For him, that was. Although she’d helped herself to a cup of tea too. It was too hard to resist, although she bypassed the muffins as she made her way over to a seat near Chloe.
Hopefully there wouldn’t be too much theory in the lesson today.
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Wondering why so many professors felt it necessary to freeze the students, Emmalyn made her way out to class. She was dressed in far more layers than one would think necessary, but the cold was still seeping into her, straight down to her bones.
The benches looked hard and cold, but there was a table of steamy drinks and sweet treats to help soften the location. As she approached, she noticed the professor didn't have his usual bright appearance and she hoped he was well. "Good day, professor, thanks for the treats." She paused, giving him a warm smile, before heading over to snag a cup of hot coco and a warm muffin, then taking a seat.
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In all her years that Marchand had been teaching Charms, Skylar never once saw him as malicious with an intent to freeze his students. He was one of the most genuine professors Hogwarts had to offer over the years which is why she was confused when he chose to hold the lesson outside in January. Confused and yet also knew it wasn't without a purpose.
Having prepped for the lesson as she would her morning jogs this time of year - aka warm clothes and some carefully placed heating charms - she jogged out to where the lesson was being gathered for and first thing she noticed was Marchand's appearance. Oh no. Had something happened over the break? Was his little girl okay? Was Rose okay? Her heart was racing faster than she cared to admit and she felt so selfish for thinking of her own worries and needs the past month.
"Professor Marchand. Hello!. Are you... did you need a heating charm?" it felt weird asking the Charms professor such a question but maybe he wasn't in such a condition to perform such magic? And her heating charms were quite exceptional, if she did say so herself.
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Abra was not a morning person, and that went double for cold, winter mornings. The sheer amount of effort it had taken to drag himself out of bed for Charms class was absolutely gargantuan, and even though his clothes were all kitted out with his own warming charms, even just the sight of the grounds outside was enough to send a chill through him.
The fact that he'd had to get out of bed at all had put Abra in a bit of a grouchy mood, but he tried to be pleasant and polite once he reached the area where the lesson was being held. "Morning, Professor Marchand," he greeted his head of house, as he made a beeline for the hot refreshments laid out. Once he had procured himself a cup of hot cocoa, Abra took up a place on one of the benches and let the steam of his drink warm up his exposed face.
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Dress warmly? To Derf that meant wrapping his Hufflepuff scarf around his neck and administering a few heating and warming charms to himself - some of the few charms he felt fairly confident in. And, well, this WAS Charms class so it only seemed fitting that he dress warmly according to charms standards, yeah? Plus he had picked up a few neat tricks from watching the champions during IMPS and how THEY had dealt with that Arctic Tundra. Though the one he REALLY wanted to be able to do was the one his one and only Valerie Gray had performed...but weather modification was just a bit outside his capabilities at the moment. Though the likes of Kyle Baker and Levi Kenning were not.
Needless to say, the fifth year was warm, toasty, and comfortable in just his standard robes as he entered the classroom....
...............and walking straight on by the food without even giving it a moment's consideration (FOR WHY?!).
"Morning, professor," he said warily as he made his way over to an empty seat riiiiiiiiight beside his Gryffindor. And then his eyes LOCKED on the mug of hot chocolate. For reasons. Reasons that Abey would know and need not be raised orally. "That's one way to warm your hands," he offered in lieu of saying anything outright.
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Daehyun had been delighted when he'd seen the announcement that the next Charms lesson would be held outside. It was snowing, it was freezing, and he absolutely loved it. Against heat you couldn't do much, but when it was cold, you could just put on layers upon layers until you were warm, which is exactly what he'd done. With his chin buried in his scarf, a beanie on his head and his hands stuck deep in the pockets of his robe, he enjoyed the walk down to where the lesson would be held. His usually pale and sickly-looking cheeks were flushed a healthy pink - ahh, this was perfect!
"Hello, professor!" he greeted cheerfully, his eyes immediately landing on the treats. Bless professor Marchand, he always had delicious treats, so he wasted not a moment longer to help himself to a muffin and mug of steaming cocoa. He couldn't help but sniff it happily before taking a huge bite out of the muffin and seating himself a couple of benches away from the professor, his bag discarded by his feet.
Ahh, if only all lessons were out in the snow.
Gaston shivered , clutching his mug a little tighter. The subject of today's lesson (and the cold he was fighting off) weighed heavily on his mind. He hadn't been sitting long when Daniel became the first student to arrive. His eyes widened slightly at the boy's cheerful greeting. True, he always liked to see his students in a good mood, but he hadn't been expecting much cheeriness in this weather. Nonetheless, he gave the boy a big smile in reply. "Hello, Mr. Yoon."
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Kye was still half asleep as she made her way towards where Professor Marchand was sitting. Yes it was pretty dang cold today, but Kye was tucked in her jacket, like an eskimo. How was it not snowing though?? Kye wondered if it would start partway through their lesson. Arriving at the circle of benches, Kye smiled at the sight of Professor Marchand, who was way more bundled up than she was. "Good morning, Sir!" she greeted. Perhaps it was his choice of clothe colors, but he looked a little... off? Smile wavering slightly, Kye tilted her head and asked, "How are you today, Professor?" She walked up to the refreshment table, listening for his response as she helped herself to a mug of hot cocoa. Giving in, she also picked up one of the delicious looking chocolate chip muffins. She could see the steam coming off the top of them, and she could feel her mouth watering.
Taking a seat on an empty bench, Kye smiled in Daniel's direction. Yes, hello fellow early bird! "Hello," she greeted before taking a sip from her mug. She could feel the heat go from slightly burning her tongue, down her throat, and it made her shiver. She felt fairly warm in her overcoat, but the hot cocoa was really going to do the trick. She hoped she had enough to get her through the chilly morning! A stifled yawn later, Kye ate her muffin which was unsurprisingly just as delicious as she thought it would be. Chew chew chew swallow sip!
Kye arrived only moments after Daniel, and the girl also received a warm smile from the professor upon her arrival. "Good morning, Miss Atwater," he greeted. He couldn't help but notice her smile wavering and he felt terrible for causing it. Did he really look that sick? "I'm alright, thank you for asking. Just -" He turned away, pressing a handkerchief to his mouth as a fit of coughing overcame him. "Just a little under the weather."
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Bel was bundled up as warmly as possible. Tights on, sweater on, scarf on, robes on where her preference would just be shirt, tie, and skirt (or, really, trousers, but she had none of those this year). Honestly the outdoor classes could wait to a better time of year couldn't they? At least it was charms. She wasn't good at them but it was usually a pretty good class. She knew there'd be food and stuff before she even saw it because there always was at Hogwarts for some reason. Bel went over and looked at what was there.
"Hi, Professor, is there coffee?" Ohhh please. Pleasepleaseplease. Coffee would always be her first pick for sure.
Gaston had just taken a sip of his coffee when Bel appeared. He smiled at her, and that smile turned into a small chuckle at the mention of coffee. Great minds think alike, right? "Hello, Miss Macindoe," he greeted. "You're in luck! As a matter of fact, there is." He had a few mugs of coffee insterspersed with the tea and cocoa, just in case a student wanted some. He picked up one of the coffee mugs and offered it to Bel.
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The winter... She was not made for the winter, it was too cold and she disliked it... But, sadly, there was nothing to do about it... Wearing a double pair of clothes just to stay warm the sixth year Slyhterin entered the place where the lesson would be held today, but why they were going to have a lesson outside in the cold like this was a mystery to her. Shivering slightly she greeted the teacher, "hello professor" and she noticed that her breath was forming little clouts while speaking...
Looking further she saw the drinks and she gladly took a mug of warm chocolate milk and a muffin, taking free food was something she never ignored. Quickly she sat down on one of the chairs, warming her hands on the mug.
Leesha was the next to arrive. Gaston smiled at the Slytherin girl, but his eyes widened on concern as he saw her shiver. A pang of guilt gripped him. Maybe he shouldn't have gone without the heating charms. "Good morning, Miss Griffel," he said. His blue eyes followed her as she helped herself to the refreshments. Hopefully that would warm her up a bit.
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Daisy had returned home for Christmas and was back at Hogwarts ready to get back into the swing of things. She was dressed up for the outdoors lesson and when she saw a pale looking Professor Marchand, she gave him a warm smile and said, "Good morning, Professor." She then helped herself to a nice mug of hot chocolate and sat down on a bench.
Gaston looked up from his mug just as Daisy arrived. He tried to hide the concern in his eyes a he looked at her. He'd been worried about her since she came to his office at the start of the term. Her smile put his mind at ease a bit, and he eagerly returned it with one of his own. "Good morning, Miss Swann," he replied.
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Dressed in the warmest clothes she could find in her trunk, Maddie Kemp made her way to Charms class. Could an outdoor lesson not have waited until March or so? Or maybe this was something they needed to know for their final exams, and it just couldn't wait? Either way, Maddie wrapped herself as tightly inside of her coat as she possibly could as she made her way to the class.
Maddie paused when she reached the arrangement of benches where the class was set to take place. "G-g-good m-m-morn-ing, Professor," she said, managing a smile despite the cold. It was the first time she'd spoke since leaving the castle, and she guessed her voice had gone into hibernation. She took a seat on the bench next to the man and looked longingly at his mug of...something. Hot chocolate?
"Are you sick?" she asked the professor. "Want me to go see if the Healer can get some Pepperup Potion ready?" She would actually welcome a walk back into the castle.
And here was another Hufflepuff! Gaston offered Maddie a warm smile, but his face fell when he herd her speak. Now he was really regretting his decision to withold heating charms until the lesson started! "Good morning, Miss Kemp," he said. Her next words made him feel, if possible, even guiltier. He'd been determined to shake this cold without bugging Penelope about it, but this weather and the strain of balancing his work and home lives were weaking havoc with his immune system. Maybe he should visit the healer later, if nothing else to keep his students from worrying. He managed a small smile at the offer. "That's very kind of you, MIss Kemp, but I can't have you missing your lesson on my account. I'll visit her as soon as class is over."
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Even though she'd really enjoyed her Christmas break, it was somewhat of a relief to be back in her lessons - lessons meant her mind was occupied, and not worrying about university letters she hadn't received. And Felicity knew that she had to put a lot of effort in to succeed that year, no matter the help she'd been offered from Jessa and Valko. The year was inching by, but she was well aware that she'd be graduating before she knew it, and the seventh year was honestly ready for that.
Already filled up with coffee, she pulled her warm coat closer around herself and took a seat at the edge of a bench, giving a nod and a small smile to Professor Marchand in greeting.
Gaston turned away as another bought of coughing wracked his body. When he looked back, Felicity had joined them. When did she get here? Had he been coughing too loudly to hear her greeting? Merlin, that was embarrassing! "Hello, Miss Harrington," he greeted, giving the girl a polite nod and a slightly sheepish smile.
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It was FREEZING OUTSIDE, DID PROFESSOR MARCHAND KNOW???????????
Obviously he must've because the poor bloke looked like he was Frosty the Snowman's second cousin or something. Uh, no offense. Zoryn, fortunately, had an older student help her with some insulating charms so that her robes would keep her plenty warm. It was just super annoying that all the Professors always chose to do the outside lessons at literally thE WORST TIME POSSIBLE.
"Hi Professor, I think you forgot the heating charms," she was being helpful, duh.
And then she went to sit down next to Bel, the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain. "It's too cold to learn. I say we all protest."
Gaston's expression brightened when he saw Zoryn appear. He was beginning to wonder if any of his Lions (aside from Daniel) would turn up for class today! Her greeting got a laugh from him... for a moment, anyway, before the laughter turned into coughing. He could always count on Zoryn SPinnet to speak her mind! "Hello, Miss Spinnet," he said. "Thank you for reminding me." Truth be told, he didn't forget the heating charms. He had his reasons for waiting, but for now, he was going to play along with her.
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Anna was all nice and wrapped up in her warmest clothes. She didn't really mind the cold, as long as she could have a hot drink out there, whiiiich she knew she would because this was professor Marchand, so not a problem!
The third year made her way towards where the class would be held with her head slightly down to avoid the cold wind hitting her eyes straight on. She could've worn her Quidditch goggles, but she didn't because she wasn't as weird as her brother Matt, y'know. Nearly, but not quite. Heehee.
She did a beeline towards the drinks as soon as she reached the area and only greeted those around her after she had gotten herself a nice cup of hot cocoa and a muffin because free food was the best kind of food. "Hi, everyone! And thanks for this, professor." He raised both her cup and the muffin a little and gestured with her head so he knew what she meant.
Taking a random seat near-ish her Head of House, the Gryffindor started to sip and chew. Omnomnomnom.
And here was another Gryffindor! Good, good. Gaston wouldn't want to have to give his entire house a reprimand for skipping class! He gave Anna a warm smile upon her arrival, and the smile grew wider as he watched her make a beeline for the refreshments. Like brother, like sister he supposed. "Good morning, Miss Meriwether," he greeted. "You're quite welcome; I'm glad you enjoy them."
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He was glad it was finally time for Charms class. However it wasn’t fun to be outside when it was this cold. He had on his favorite sweatshirt from back home, but the cold breeze was a bit much. Taking a seat on the bench he grabbed his notebook out of his bag and a pen. “Hi Professor.” he stated sitting down on one of the benches in the circle.
Gaston took another swig of coffee, enjoying the taste of the warm liquid. He set his mug back down and looked up just in time to see Patrick arrive. "Hello, Mr. Dooley," he greeted with a small smile.
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Quinn shivered on her way down to the Charms lesson. Even through her winter robes and leather jacket she'd tossed on over them, she could feel the chill of the wind. Only her head felt warm, courtesy of the Phoenix feather that was braided into her hair.
True to form, Quinn said nothing to the Professor as she made her way to the front, grabbed a goblet of steaming hot cocoa and made her way to a bench near Daniel. She wasn't sitting right next to him, leaving that space open for Beth, but she sat near.
The heat from the cocoa was already doing wonders to warm her gloved hands, and the first sip of it was heavenly.
She really needed to learn the warming charm.
Gaston's blue eyes followed Quinn as she helped herself to the cocoa and took a seat. He smiled, but his expression changed at her silence. Was something wrong? Was she angry at him about the lack of warming charms? Pushing the thought aside, he spoke, hoping to remind the girl of her manners. "Hello, Miss Kevelle."
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It was so COLD. Did the professor not feel cold? And if he didn't, what did that mean about him? Or... or maybe he felt it and just didn't care about them and their tender little fingers and toes. Chloe gave the professor sad eyes as she seated herself and pulled her gloves out of her bag.
It was hard to write with her gloves on, but at least they were all in the same boat. "Good day to you, Professor. It's a bit... nippy, don't you think?"
The sight of Chloe's sad eyes tore at Gaston's heart, and once again, he inwardly berated himself for not casting any heating charms over the area. He gave the girl a quick apologetic look. "Good morning, Miss Kettleburn," he greeted. "I suppose it is, but it won't be for long, I promise." He gestured toward the refreshments. "In the meantime, would you like a cup of tea or cocoa to warm you up?"
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Wearing his favorite pair of sunglasses along with his coat, gloves, beanie and thickest boots, the now eighteen-year-old walked to the circle of benches carrying his own cup of hot coffee in his hand and sat alone on an empty bench. The purpose of the sunglasses was to hide the fact that he hadn't been sleeping well, plus the black eye he'd suffered at the 'hands' of a punching bag he'd punched a bit too hard. Something that shouldn't be a big surprise to many, given his recent fluctuations in mood, though he hadn't shared the reasoning behind said fluctuations with anyonethough if one listened to the rumor mill, one might be able to guess.
"Hello, Professor Marchand," Ronan greeted in a flat tone. It was all he could muster for now. That and wondering why on Earth the professor was holding a lesson outdoors in this weather when he was so clearly not well, but he didn't voice this thought outloud.
Ah, here was the Head Boy! Gaston smiled at Ronan as he arrived, The sunglasses got a second look, but he didn't say anything on the subject. If he needed to wear them, that was fine. The boy's flat tone was a tad concerning too. That wasn't like him! Now Gaston was convinced there was something wrong, but he decided now was not the time to press the issue. Maybe he'd talk to him later. "Good morning, Mr. Carter," he greeted, stifling a cough.
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The choice to have class outside in January had definitely piqued Stasya’s interest, if just because she’d noticed how Professor Marchand had been looking. Not well, that was, and she’d have thought being outside in the winter weather wouldn’t be good for him. Of course, she couldn’t really do much about that, since she was only fifteen after all and only concerned because he was one of her favorite professors, plus her head of house. Her thoughts about the professor were distracted by wondering about the weather, though. Maybe it was just because she’d spent time in New York over the holidays, but the fact it wasn’t snowing seemed weird to her. Plus, the dreariness seemed like it was threatening a storm, but it wasn’t actually happening. It was definitely odd, and she’d had plenty of time to consider its oddness on her many trips to the barns since the holidays were over.
She’d had plenty of protection from the weather, anyway. A sweater and a long-sleeved shirt under her robes, plus her thickest stockings and boots ere working well enough to keep her warm, along with her pink beanie and her gloves. Plus, she’d cast a few warming charms on herself before she’d left the castle. She figured she’d be okay. “Good morning, Professor Marchand,” she said in greeting to her head of house. “Maybe tea would be better than coffee?” For him, that was. Although she’d helped herself to a cup of tea too. It was too hard to resist, although she bypassed the muffins as she made her way over to a seat near Chloe.
Hopefully there wouldn’t be too much theory in the lesson today.
And here was the other Lion prefect! Stasya's arrival was greeted with a beam from the professor. "Hello, Miss Dalgaard-Volkova," he said. The comment about tea made him chuckle a little. "You're probably right, but I suppose old habits die hard." Well, that and he needed something stronger than tea to function. Between having a bad cold and a fussy baby daughter at home, he'd barely been sleeping the past few days.
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Wondering why so many professors felt it necessary to freeze the students, Emmalyn made her way out to class. She was dressed in far more layers than one would think necessary, but the cold was still seeping into her, straight down to her bones.
The benches looked hard and cold, but there was a table of steamy drinks and sweet treats to help soften the location. As she approached, she noticed the professor didn't have his usual bright appearance and she hoped he was well. "Good day, professor, thanks for the treats." She paused, giving him a warm smile, before heading over to snag a cup of hot coco and a warm muffin, then taking a seat.
Gaston glanced at his watch. It was almost time for class to begin, but he was going to wait a few more moments for any stragglers. He had just enough time to take a quick sip of his coffee before he noticed Emmalyn. "Good morning, Miss Walsh," he greeted, returning her smile with a small one of his own. His smile grew even wider as she tanked him for the refreshments. "You're very welcome!"
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In all her years that Marchand had been teaching Charms, Skylar never once saw him as malicious with an intent to freeze his students. He was one of the most genuine professors Hogwarts had to offer over the years which is why she was confused when he chose to hold the lesson outside in January. Confused and yet also knew it wasn't without a purpose.
Having prepped for the lesson as she would her morning jogs this time of year - aka warm clothes and some carefully placed heating charms - she jogged out to where the lesson was being gathered for and first thing she noticed was Marchand's appearance. Oh no. Had something happened over the break? Was his little girl okay? Was Rose okay? Her heart was racing faster than she cared to admit and she felt so selfish for thinking of her own worries and needs the past month.
"Professor Marchand. Hello!. Are you... did you need a heating charm?" it felt weird asking the Charms professor such a question but maybe he wasn't in such a condition to perform such magic? And her heating charms were quite exceptional, if she did say so herself.
Gaston beamed as he saw Skylar. Given the time, he was starting to get worried that she might miss class, and that wouldn't be like her at all! "Hello, Miss Diggory," he greeted, but his face fell at her next words. He'd clearly worried her, and he hated himself for it. It was his job to worry about his students, not the other way around! "Thank you for the kind offer, but I'll be fine. I just have a cold, that's all."
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Abra was not a morning person, and that went double for cold, winter mornings. The sheer amount of effort it had taken to drag himself out of bed for Charms class was absolutely gargantuan, and even though his clothes were all kitted out with his own warming charms, even just the sight of the grounds outside was enough to send a chill through him.
The fact that he'd had to get out of bed at all had put Abra in a bit of a grouchy mood, but he tried to be pleasant and polite once he reached the area where the lesson was being held. "Morning, Professor Marchand," he greeted his head of house, as he made a beeline for the hot refreshments laid out. Once he had procured himself a cup of hot cocoa, Abra took up a place on one of the benches and let the steam of his drink warm up his exposed face.
Gaston was about to begin the lesson when Abra showed up. Was it just him or did the boy seem a bit... grouchy this morning? Well, he couldn't exactly blame him there. "Good morning, Mr. Botros," he greeted with a small smile. "You're right on time."
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Dress warmly? To Derf that meant wrapping his Hufflepuff scarf around his neck and administering a few heating and warming charms to himself - some of the few charms he felt fairly confident in. And, well, this WAS Charms class so it only seemed fitting that he dress warmly according to charms standards, yeah? Plus he had picked up a few neat tricks from watching the champions during IMPS and how THEY had dealt with that Arctic Tundra. Though the one he REALLY wanted to be able to do was the one his one and only Valerie Gray had performed...but weather modification was just a bit outside his capabilities at the moment. Though the likes of Kyle Baker and Levi Kenning were not.
Needless to say, the fifth year was warm, toasty, and comfortable in just his standard robes as he entered the classroom....
...............and walking straight on by the food without even giving it a moment's consideration (FOR WHY?!).
"Morning, professor," he said warily as he made his way over to an empty seat riiiiiiiiight beside his Gryffindor. And then his eyes LOCKED on the mug of hot chocolate. For reasons. Reasons that Abey would know and need not be raised orally. "That's one way to warm your hands," he offered in lieu of saying anything outright.
And here was yet another straggler. Gaston was glad he'd decided to wait a few extra minutes. He gave Derf a small smile upon his arrival, and his eyes followed the boy as he took a seat. It came as no surprise that he'd passed up the refreshments. "Good morning, Mr. Ashbury-Hawthorne," he greeted the Hufflepuff prefect.
The raven-haired Frenchman took another quick glance at his watch. Time for class to start. After one last sip of coffee, he rose from his seat. "Good morning, everyone!" he greeted the class, and he was surprised by how hoarse his voice sounded. Merlin, he wasn't going to lose his voice now, was he? that would never do! "Can everybody hear me?" If not, he could always cast a sonorus charm, but he preferred not to to do that unless he absolutely had to.
He waited a moment for all eyes to turn to him before going on, "I apologize for the lack of heating charms. The reason we don't have any is because we're going to be making our own warmth momentarily. Now, very quickly, who can name a spell that makes heat or fire -" He shuddered slightly at the thought... or maybe it was from the temperature or his illness or a combination of all three. "- or a fact about the type of spells in general?" He wasn't feeling up to the usual guessing games, and besides, he didn't want his students to freeze any longer than was absolutely necessary.
OOC: Class has officially started. Feel free to jump in at any time. Just pretend your charrie has been here the entire time, unless you want IC consequences for a late arrival. You have ABOUT 24 HOURS (5:00 AM EDT June 12) to answer this question.
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The raven-haired Frenchman took another quick glance at his watch. Time for class to start. After one last sip of coffee, he rose from his seat. "Good morning, everyone!" he greeted the class, and he was surprised by how hoarse his voice sounded. Merlin, he wasn't going to lose his voice now, was he? that would never do! "Can everybody hear me?" If not, he could always cast a sonorus charm, but he preferred not to to do that unless he absolutely had to.
He waited a moment for all eyes to turn to him before going on, "I apologize for the lack of heating charms. The reason we don't have any is because we're going to be making our own warmth momentarily. Now, very quickly, who can name a spell that makes heat or fire -" He shuddered slightly at the thought... or maybe it was from the temperature or his illness or a combination of all three. "- or a fact about the type of spells in general?" He wasn't feeling up to the usual guessing games, and besides, he didn't want his students to freeze any longer than was absolutely necessary.
OOC: Class has officially started. Feel free to jump in at any time. Just pretend your charrie has been here the entire time, unless you want IC consequences for a late arrival. You have ABOUT 24 HOURS (5:00 AM EDT June 12) to answer this question.
Daisy quickly raised her hand. "There is the Hot Air Charm which emits a stream of hot air from the wand of the witch or wizard who has cast the spell. It is a great spell for drying any clothes that have been dampened by snow."
Anna smiled at her Head of House when he replied to her. "I do!" She did enjoy the treats. Always!
The Gryffindor's eyes twinkled when the man asked if they knew any heating or fire-making spells. "There's the Fire-Making spell. You know, Incendio." She answered, her smile a mix of cheekiness and mischief, choosing to go for the most out-there and dramatic fire-making spell she thought of. There were others that she knew of, but Incendio was her favourite. Incendio Maxima being right there at the top, mhm.
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Wasn't there some sort of wizarding law about allowing children to go outdoors and get hypothermia? Chloe shivered as she stayed quiet. Seeing the other Claw Chloe she moved to snuggle close to her teammate. She'd keep her warm, wouldn't she? Giving sad eyes just in case she did mind Chloe looked around at everyone.
Was the Professor sick?
Concerned she peeked around the older girl and wondered why they were outside if he was sick, he could die of cold or something like that. She tried to remember what her great grandmother use to say.
What type of heating charms? She knew her mom did a few and so did her dad, but what were they called? Instead of answering, she decided to just stay seated super close to older Chloe.
She briskly rubbed her gloved hands together, trying to generate a bit of heat of her own. She wished she already knew how to preform the warming charm. Her toes were freezing, as were her fingers and nose.
Not sure if it would apply to their current situation, Emmalyn hesitantly raised her hand. "Professor, there is the water heating spell. I guess it could work here to heat up the refreshments to keep us warm, or maybe heat up some water bags, if we had them, to help warm us up."
She momentarily thought about taking notes over what the other students were saying, but her fingers would not cooperate. Instead, she wrapped both hands around her quickly cooling mug of hot chocolate and hoped Professor Marchand would get on with the lesson as soon as possible.
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Vivian was here, of course.
And... well, it interested her a little bit about heating charms. Mostly about fire, because she knew a certain someone who did fire-taming and was hopefully avoiding situations such as becoming dragon toast in Durmstrang. But generally, that was it. Everyone else had shared just about as much as Vivian knew... the hot air charm and Incendio--the spell not the app, duh. Vivian was almost annoyed with herself for not knowing much about it.
Eh, Charms wasn't ever her forte anyway. She'd forgive herself for it, this time. The Head Girl simply offered a small smile towards Professor Marchand. Sorry, sir.
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