Care of Magical Creatures Lesson ❧ 2
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Blake's draw nearly dropped at the idea of an actual Care of Magical Creatures class .... because what they had been doing for the majority of the year seems ridiculous ... what was with these Frenchmen ... Being careful not to make to much noise since the Professor had asked them not to raise their voices .. he took a seat on one of the couches ... since was the first one to arrive it looked like ... He gave the professor a friendly nod, wave, and smile and waited for others to join him. |
Cole usually liked the CoMC subject and learning about creatures and how to care for them but since the rose garden incident he had thought many times about skipping the class all together. He had even gone as far as writing a letter about it to his father but he had never sent it. Theoretical lessons Cole we're all well and good but it didn't beat getting to work hands on with creatures in the flesh. Animated pictures just weren't the same. Cole made his way into the makeshift outdoor classroom giving a silent wave to Professor De Nostredame before his eyes landed on the gargoyles. No not them again was Cole's impulsive reaction as he went over and took a seat on one of the wicker couches furthest away from the gargoyles. Was this lesson going to end in disaster too? Warily he kept his eyes on the gargoyles as he waited for the lesson to start. |
The lack of actual creatures in lessons was disappointing and every time Cecelia turned up to class, she couldn't help but feel the weight of what had happened in the rose garden. She felt VERY much like the not interacting with creatures was partly her fault (the headmistress had done a good job of making her feel like a troublemaker) and she wondered if the other kids blamed her and the others, too. They'd all witnessed what had happened, after all. It made her a little less excited, a little less smiley, and a little more timid than she used to be and it felt bad. SHE felt bad a lot of the time. She arrived with her head down, only picking it up to offer their instructor a polite smile. Seeing Professor de Nostredame standing there with the gargoyles gave her pause, though. This was...unexpected. She felt a mixture of things in the moment and she wondered if the gargoyles held grudges, because the one that looked quite a bit like a dog didn't seem to like her so much before. They seemed calm enough now, though, and so she quietly made her way to a seat and watched them from a safe distance away. Maybe she could prove she was good with creatures today. Maybe...she could make up for before? She hoped so. |
Claudine didn't really enjoy Care of Magical Creatures. For one thing, she no longer found the professor interesting, and for another, the lessons had become mostly theory. Still, she was there because despite her feelings, she cared about her education. There were faces she recognised but she ignored them all especially that Blake Ryan. De Nostredame simply got an uninterested look from her before her gaze swept over to the gargoyles. Were they going to have another lesson on gargoyles? Oh, the joy. Not. She moved purposefully from those gathered and chose a free wicker couch that would allow her to be as far away from everyone as possible. |
Usually, Lucas really liked theory lessons. They were less likely to be dangerous and he could guarantee that he wouldn't be getting nervous over the tiniest parts of these lessons. Plus, he had a feeling he knew why. Or could guess why. Did the Headmistress of Beauxbatons say something? She did look pretty angry after that........ well. But after a while? After a while, even he was starting to find the theory lessons to be boring and growing less and less excited for these lessons as time went by. They were okay but every lesson? Not even the animations had been enough to make them exciting. And Care of Magical Creatures was supposed to be exciting. So it was a nice surprise when Nostredame mentioned that something different was happening this lesson. It might be because of this reason that Lucas was smiling a bit more today. Or because this was still Professor Nostredame's lesson and the man was....... well. He had a face that the boy didn't mind spending the hour or two staring at. The only part that ruined it were the gargoyles that were on either side of Nostredame, acting like...... his bodyguards? Yeah, he was confused too. For the time being, he gave Nostredame a wide smile - act cool, Dakest, act cool - as he went to find a seat on a wicker sofa. Somewhere....... somewhere. Anywhere. Sitting down, he tried his hardest not to look like he was staring but as if he was just..... ready for the lesson. Yeah. That's what it was. |
Ugh, great. The gargoyles WERE here. Stupid... stupid ugly things! Didn't they have any other creatures in France! Bernie would have been happy to meet even BOWTRUCKLEs for heaven's sake! Bernie practically stomped to a seat near Claudine but away from the others. Her wand was firmly in her bag and she was going to sit here, near her friend, making no noise and pretending to not exist. |
Elisa was in her own thoughts as she returned to another lesson of Magical Creatures. Sure, it was disappointing to learn in the first set of lessons that interacting with live creatures wouldn't be occurring. The challenge in learning a new set of species was intriguing, after all. But as of now? Elisa didn't pay any more mind. It was her final year of schooling, in a different school setting and rules, but her final one. Smiling politely at the Professor and the gargoyles, she wasted no time in taking a seat. Now came the waiting part on the lesson to begin. |
Ewan wasn’t a massive fan of care of magical creatures and the series of lessons this year had been nothing short of a joke. He didn’t necessarily blame Professor De Nostredame Buuuut…did everything have to be so boring? Obviously, he must have thought exactly the same thing to because today’s lesson was actually outside! Taking a seat in one of the wicker couches, he waited patiently for the lesson to start, his eyes on the familiar visage of the gargoyles that sat either side of him. Surely, they weren’t going to be cleaning them? Hadn’t they done enough of that already? With his eyes firmly locked on the Professors now, he tried his best to make the professor understand that this was not going to sit well with him, his facial expression that of somebody who just stepped in something nasty. |
Avalon had been looking forward to today's lesson for the past week. This term, Care of Magical Creatures had been nothing short of boring. She missed when Professor Cornish was their teacher. He always made sure that the class was very hands-on. She couldn't really blame Professor de Nostredame after what happened earlier, but she wished that the staff trusted them a little bit more. It was certainly interesting that the gargoyles were there again. That could definitely end badly. Not wanting to make too much noise, she gave the professor a polite nod before taking a seat at an empty spot on a bench. |
Tina had never been a huge fan of Care of Magical Creatures, not even at Hogwarts, not even when she was an actual student here at Beauxbatons, but since the rose garden incident, it shot right to the top of her list of least favorite subjects. She almost dropped the subject after that day, but she'd already dropped Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. she couldn't afford to lose another possible NEWT if she wanted to get into a good university. So she was here at the appointed time, dressed in her uniform and ready to learn... at least as much as it was possible to learn in the current lesson climate. She didn't mind the theoretical lesson much- In some ways, she preferred them; they took away the element of unpredictability in interacting with a living creature - but she found the janitorial lessons downright insulting. They weren't house elves! If the creature habitats needed cleaning, that was the job of de Nostredame and/or the groundskeeper, not theirs! No need to guess whose idea that was... As Tina approached, her dark eyes fell to the gargoyles flanking de Nostredame, and she immediately noticed the moss. Was it too much to hope that they wouldn't have to clean the moss off the gargoyles? That would be the worst of both worlds... janitorial duty and unpredictable creature interaction. Only time would tell, she supposed. For now, she greeted the professor with a polite nod of acknowledgement and a whispered, "Bonne après-midi, Professor." De Nostredame didn't say not to speak at all, just not to speak in raised voices... which she didn't. But just in case, she made no further effort to converse in French so as not to agitate the gargoyles. With the pleasantries out of the way. she took her seat on the least crowded wicker couch and waited for the lesson to begin. |
Care of Magical Creatures was supposed to be FUN, and even if the Most Interesting Man in the World was teaching the class, it was hard to enjoy it class after class after class. Phoebe still enjoyed coming to class, even to just stare at the professor, but she was ready for an adventure. LIKE THIS. THE CUTIE PIE GARGOYLES. "Oh, HELLO, sir! Hello! And hello to your babies," Phoebe managed to keep her voice to a general whisper!shout, since they'd been told not to raise their voices and she was getting SO good at following directions. "Can I give their bellies a skritchy scratch?" |
SPOILER!!: étudiants Kneeling for just a moment to indulge the gargoyle presenting its belly (the whimpering and whining would have been insufferable otherwise), Mathys rose and rested one arm behind his back to bow politely from the waist as usual when he began lessons. "Bonsoir et bienvenue. As you can see, today you will be given ze opportunity to work weeth our gargoyles. But before we get eento zeir handling, I would first like to ask you what knowledge you possess about illnesses zat eenfect and eenheebit creatures." OOC: This is the first question of the lesson which also means that we have officially started ^_^ If you are just joining us now please do not hesitate to jump right in - catch up is always welcome no matter what stage the lesson it at. We will continue in approximately 24 hours. |
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Stupid Ogden or whatever his name was. Anyway, what--- uh, hmm. What ILLNESSES could creatures get? She could think of several, but was busy side-eying the gargoyle still, and wondering if he wanted to know illnesses that were specifically related to them...? "They can burn their mouths," the first year pointed out quietly, HAND RAISED and all that jazz. "Mouth sores are an illness." Yeah, just ask her older brother. BADDUMPSSSH. |
hopes its okay to say Cole sits with Avalon, Elisa and Lucas? Cole kept his eyes on the gargoyles wary of what might happen if he didn't. More and more peers entered and when the lesson started he had been joined on his wicker couch by Avalon, Elisa and Lucas. Why did they have another lesson on gargoyles of all creatures? Why not a winged horse or even a salamander? Cole supposed it was no use dwelling so instead he focused on the first question. He considered what illnesses he knew about and raised his hand to say. "Um i've heard of scale rot professor, it is a disease that afffects dragons, salamanders and other reptiles. It makes the scales fall off and become flakey. Pretty gruesome." |
we'll say we're sitting with Phoebe! (and whoever else wants to be on that bench) Phoebe was really brave wanting to play with the gargoyles after everything. Truth was, Cecelia really WANTED them to like her, but wasn't sure it was possible just yet. If they WERE as much like dogs as they seemed, they'd probably forgive her after she showed them some love. PROBABLY. In an effort to test this theory, she offered one of the creatures a tentative smile and a wave. Hai. Hello. Phoebe got a wave, too, because hi friend. So some illnesses could hurt people AND creatures, right? Cecelia knew as much and so she raised her hand, actively ignoring what Bernie had said about mouths because that's why she'd gotten in trouble last time, trying to help the gargoyle who'd gotten sparks in its mouth. Poor thing. "Conjunctivitis can hurt people and creatures, Professor. It makes it hard to see and you need a potion to cure it, pretty sure." SHE'D never had it, luckily, JUST in case anyone was wondering. |
Definitely NOT with Claudine and Bernadette :P Blake was at a bench by himself by the time class had started ... He really didn't have any friends did he? The best he had to offer was Claudine the Blake actually shook his head to get his thoughts back on straight and thought about the Professor's question. "Non-magical creatures can still get colds and stomach bugs ... so maybe Magical creatures can to?" Right?? Maybe??? |
Bernie & Claudine sitting together ^_^ Certainly Bernie was the only person at Hogwarts who managed to make Claudine show a hint of a smile. It was no different now even as she watched the other girl stomp her way over to sit beside her. “Hi, you,’’ Claudine whispered and greeting then fell into silence. Her gaze flicked to the gargoyles which were the source of Bernie’s bad mood. The Snakette was very bad when it came to comforting or cheering up anyone so she would sit and be there for her friend. The first year eyed the whining gargoyle. Did it just want attention? Her hand went up after a moment of her racking her brain for an answer. “Squabbs Syndrome affects dragons. They’re not able to make any fire.’’ |
Avalon and Elisa and Cole ^^ That smile, that almost-smirk that he had received was enough to make the fourth year turn slightly red. Why? He didn’t know. All he knew was that the man had a very nice smile that he didn’t mind looking at, if he was being completely honest. He hardly even took note of the French that he was speaking - it wasn’t for him, right? - as he smiled. At least he was being cool about it, right? Right. Lesson. This was a lesson. And it was about diseases, apparently, something that made him furrow his eyebrows as he glanced over at the gargoyles. Was this the reason behind their look today? Were they going to have to cure them? Because Lucas still remembered what happened at the Rose Garden and how terrifying these creatures seemed when they - or Desmarais- felt attacked. As for the question, he frowned a little in thought before raising his hand in the air. It...... wasn’t the answer he was hoping for but he had something which was good enough, right? "Well, there’s Foot and Mouth disease. It effects non-magical creatures with cloven hooves like cattle and sheep and, uh..... pigs, I guess? It’s supposed to cause a fever and blisters in the mouth and on the feet. Some even die!" What was the point to this? "I guess," he started, slowly, "The same could also happen for magical creatures with...... similar hooves?" Shut up, Dakest. |
Phoebe leaned against her Cece friend and looked absolutely forlorn over not being able to skritchy scratch the gargoyles right now. See that one there? He obviously needed his belly rubbed VERY MUCH, sir, and not letting her do it was called neglect. NEGLECT. "Um, our crup likes to eat things that aren't good for doggy bellies and then barf everywhere. So maybe allergies and upset tummies? And barfing." Very important, because the barfing was how doggies got rid of the things that weren't good for their bellies. |
gonna say she's sitting with Ewan, hope that's okay! ^_^ Tina hadn’t paid much attention to who was sitting on the same couch with her. She’d just chosen the couch with the fewest people, but now that she looked, she saw she was joined by one of her younger housemates (Ewan). She gave him a polite nod of acknowledgement, then turned her attention to Professor de Nostredame as he began the lesson.. Blink, blink. The question caught her off guard slightly. Illnesses that infect creatures? Was he beginning the lesson on that note because the moss covering the gargoyles was making them sick? Somebody please tell her that wasn’t the case! Handling creatures always came with some degree of uncertainty, but sick creatures were even more unpredictable! She considered the question. The first thing that came to mind was conjunctivitis in dragons, but one of the Gryffindor firsties (Cece) already mentioned that… well, sort of. She hadn’t said anything about dragons specifically. Then Tina’s thoughts turned to chizpurfles on crups and kneazles, but did parasite infestations technically count as an illness? The dark-haired Ravenclaw remained lost in thought until something occurred to her. All this thought of crups and kneazles reminded her of her own cat, Nemesis, and from there to her “dad”’s elderly Persian cat. Poor thing could hardly get up the stairs anymore because of her arthritis! Hold on, if non-magical cats and dogs got arthritis, did that mean kneazles and crups could too? It stood to reason that they might, since their body structures were similar enough that the species could be interbred, but maybe their magical nature gave them immunity. Tina didn’t feel confident enough about any of the answers she came up with to voice them out loud - she didn’t want to chance losing house points if they turned out to be way off the mark! - so she stayed silent for now, listening intently to her classmates’ answers. |
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Luckily, he didn’t have to wait too long to find out. Unluckily for him, a knowledge of animal illnesses was not something he was an expert about. Turning to the person next to him (Tina), he couldn’t help but give her a small shrug and smile “I’m honestly not sure. I guess it would depend on the creature? I mean, gargoyles surely wouldn’t get the same illnesses as regular creatures?” his mind comparing the needs of both animals now. Obviously normal such as crups and kneazles required a healthy diet which if it didn’t get, could make it ill. Holding his hand up now, not wanting to draw any more negative attention to himself, he waited until the professor called on him “I guess animals could become ill depending on the sustenance they receive? I mean feeding animals something that doesn’t agree with them could make them ill?”. Was he confident with his answer? No but it was better than no answer. |
here all along ^_^ Carsyn literally felt relieved about today's lesson. After what felt like months of theory presented indoors which was only half appreciated on cold days, they were finally going outdoors again which meant the prospect of studying a real creature was great. Except maybe not since the only creatures present were gargoyles? Who looked sick? Once Nostredame spoke to greet them, Carsyn's eyes were fully on him as from the months of having him teach, she'd learned if she didn't pay strict attention she would definitely be missing something due to the thick accent. "Weather can definitely play an important role in well-being. There's a reason the phrase, under the weather, caught on." Carsyn said, after raising her hand. It wasn't specific to an illness, per say. |
Snagging the last seat with Lucas, Elisa, Avalon and Cole Holly had so many opinions on Beauxbatons that she had almost filled a full diary with her complaints and thoughts. Some of her musings had helped her to understand things that were happening, such as that weird lesson with Professor Barlow in the Dining Hall because of the room being double booked - others, simply couldn’t be worked out, no matter how many pages she wrote or how many times she tried and tried and tried to find the truth (like why the French students hated them all so much or why everything seemed to be falling down around them again). However, seeing the Gargoyles next to the Professor as she moved closer, made her pause. She had complained and moaned about the over-use of theory only lessons for Creatures only two nights ago. Hmm… Maybe someone was actually listening to her … Nah. She was only writing it down, she hadn’t actually bored anyone to tears with her complaints. Not even Alis or Jorgie. And definitely not Avery. They always had better things to do and talk about when they were together. Cute boyfriend was the cutest. Mmmmhhhmmmm. With a wide smile and a wiggle of her fingers in the Professor’s direction, the Slytherin slipped onto a bench with Lucas and gave him a whispered “Hi, Lucas!” before she gave the others that were sitting with him a smaller, but still sincere, smile. … So…. Gargoyles??? Quote:
Listening to the others that gave their answers, she bit her lip. Holly wasn’t the most up to date with Creatures, even with all of the time they had spent on theory this year. She loved arithmancy and runes too much. Whoops. However, that didn’t stop her from putting her hand in the air to offer an opinion. Even if it was wrong, who cared it would be a conversation point. “Sir… I think that small insects an often pass flu’s and virus’ across to different creatures. Some of them are really really fatal… I think there is one that attacks birds specifically? …. Or was it horses… Maybe both?” She didn’t know, she had an idea that was floating around in her head but it seemed too much like mist; noncorporeal and just out of her reach to form into a proper description for the Professor. Whoops. Sorry. |
SPOILER!!: étudiants Most of the gargoyles had taken it upon themselves to lay down in the grass as the lesson progressed while various noises of discontent filled the air between silences from human speech. A purr over here, the rattle of a tail over there, a quiet bleat, the occasional crunch of grass as one or two decided they needed a bit of a snack. All this was music to the man's ears and a good indication of his gargoyles' temperament for the remainder of the lesson. "Gargoyles, as you have hopefully observed, are a unique species of creature. Like ze chimera and ze mateecore, gargoyles' bodies ahre a hybreed of two or more species and ziss ees not always conseestent from one gargoyle to anothair. As you can see among zose who have volunteered to attend our lesson, we have some zat have reptilian parts while others lack zese entirely and have strong caprine qualeeties. Ziss can make zeir care extremely deeffeecult as zey are susceptible to numerous ailments. To counteract ziss, gargoyles' stone sleep, wheech ees usually triggered by zeir biological clocks, became a vital evolutionary advantage. I am sure you can sink of numerous advantages for phase shifting, zough not without eets risks as well." He paused a moment to carefully maneuver himself around the gargoyles that had strung themselves out on the grass. "In ze wild, cleanliness ees a survival skill. Even ze cahckroach must keep eets feelers clean to find food. One disadvantage zat gargoyles face with zeir phase shifting ees zat zey struggle to shed old coats, or scales, or skin. Some of you may have seen what Non–magiques considair to be a gargoyle, where zey awake by bursting out of a stone casing...but ziss ees something of pure imagination and not how sings actually work. Gargoyles not only will phase shift eento zeir stone sleep for rest, but also to protect against ze weathair and zey are not invincible against erosion or lichen growth...which ees what you see on our gargoyles here. Among...other zings. Today, you will all be learning how to give a gargoyle a bath and tend to eets specific needs for cleanliness. But before we begin, we need to start on some protective measures. no spell work ziss time." They all saw how well that had turned out the last go around and Mathys did not fancy a repeat offense. "Over zair on ze racks tucked behind zat tree you will find an assortment of modified fencing gear zat you can slip on over your Hogwarts uniforms. I suggest you remove your bulky billowy black robes. Zese have been mmodified by myself to act een ze same mannair een wheech Loricatus was meant to ze last time ziss task was attempted. Now...off you go. Be sure to make no sudden movements and remembair to keep your voices to a pleasant calm. Once you have changed, reassemble weeth your couchmates and we will begin caring for our gargoyles." And if there were any questions, now would be the time to ask them. |
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