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Post by Cassidy Daniels on Jul 29, 2008 14:13:58 GMT -5
BAM....trip, cough, groan, sputter.
Cassidy really needed to learn how to land. xD She got up and wiped herself off, before walking over to the blanket to join everybody else for the lesson. Cassidy sat down and leaned back on her hands, looking between the rocks and Professor as he spoke. She was too lazy to take notes on stonehenge, plus she could always looks over Sam's or someone elses after. hehe. Plus it gave her more time to stare at the dreamy Professor, tehe. Cassidy listened intenty though, taking in as much information as she could. She actually thought it was pretty nifty, with demons and everything. It seemed famous wizards always had interesting pasts. xD Cassidy giggled to herself and kept listening to everything.
Cassidy couldn't help but feel discontent with how Natalie kept rambling on with stonehenge. It seemed like she was a robot or something. Who knew all that information off the top of their head? xD Cassidy sure didn't, and wasn't sure if anybody else could. o__O She just made a face at her before glancing back at the Professor. The death of Merlin seemed really interesting, being turned into a rock and all. She couldn't imagine that ever, sitting there all day doing nothing. She probably would've gone crazy.
Cassidy raised her hand patiently, before speaking. "Has anybody ever found, or try to find the rock Merlin was imprisoned in?" she asked, curiously.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Jul 29, 2008 14:53:44 GMT -5
[[K so I don't feel like making a long post yet so this is my OOC post. I have modified the homework. People were answering the first question wrong soo I editted it and changed it. Don't worry, if you've already turned in your homework, it won't count against you. But from now on, if you answer it different, then it WILL be counted wrong. Thanks!]]
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Post by Maricela Rivera on Jul 29, 2008 16:42:18 GMT -5
CRASHBANGBOOMBLEH!
Maricela suddenly felt her feet make contact with hard ground. Pain shot up her legs, and she let out a yelp "CRA....." she stopped herself from cursing, she knew there were younger kids around, "...BS! Yum yum. I do love crabs," suddenly her mind jumped to another meaning, "OH! Not that kinda crabs." She was sure she had throughly embarrassed herself so she decided to sit down and be all emo. It was so hard to be so glum. She had to bite her tounge to keep herself from smiling because she was just so used to it.
She seemed to look better then the rest of the class, since she had managed to land on her feet, and that made her happy gloomy. She looked around at the class and saw her roommate being a know-it-all. She hadn't realized she was that kind of person, she hated know-it-alls. Well she did now. Maricela listened to her ramble on and then the professor took over, she tried to pay attention but it was so hard when your professor looks like that. She found herself staring at him more and more. He was gorgeous. She doodle Mrs. Maricela Novus on her parchment. -enter into girlish fantasies-
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Post by Cory Benson on Jul 31, 2008 17:34:16 GMT -5
With a thud Cory landed on the ground, rolled a bit, then hopped back up. He noticed the professor had out little blankets for them to sit on apparently. Cory went over to a blanket that others hadn't sit on yet and laid down. Well, not all the way but sort of on his side. Hey, if they were going to be learning, why not be comfortable right? Just then the professor started speaking, what a surprise. What was with professor's and the whole, talking thing??? ugh. All though some of what he was tlaking about wasn't TOO boring. I mena he tlaked about prostitutes and inpregnating. He raised his hand at that part. "Ok, So the dude just walked in her room and WABAM SHABAM, he made her pregnate??? That's crazyyy" he said shaking his head. Man, that dude must have been a BAMF for sureee. He sort of listened as he continued and finally ended with a question. Cory had no answer for him, but rest assured someone else would. And then the girl who brought the cookies. Went oin a HUUUUGE answer. I mean it was ridiculous. "Theres no WAY she could know that off the top of her head... someone check her for an earpeice... someones feeding her this info. off the interweb or something." he said quietly to himself.. or too the few around him... he didn't care really. He often just kind of spoke what he was thinking. But when the professor spoke next and spoke about the girl. Cory laughed out loud on accident. "..sorry." he said afterward. He just couldn't help himself, the dude was funny. But then he went on to talk about the lesson again and it was extremely boring. Cory yawned (and his creator, aka me, actually did just as he tyoed that which was weird) he hoped he didn't fall sleep though. Who knows what the professor would do. He may like write on his face or leave him there wherever the hell they were while everyone went back to Hogwarts. Soo he had to keep them eyes open and at least attempt to listen. Just then he remembered he had a couple cookies in his pocket. And surely a sugar boost could help him about now. So he grabbed one out and ate quietly and secretively. Like if the professor looked his way he'd shove it in his pocket. But finally he said the lesson was over. THANK GOD. It was like a realm of boringness. But he didn't think it was because of the professor. I mean the professor did make him laugh. Soo he couldn't be too bad, he was just probably forced to speak baout boring things... it was his job. "Yay, Homeowrk!" Ok so it was sarcasm, but it wasn't groaning was it? Maybe he could find someone to do it for him though. Some ravenclaw or something. Cory and looked over at a girl nearly drooling on her paper. She was staring all lovey dovey at the professor dude. He leaned over to see what she was writing. "Mrs. Maricela Novus" Cory sighed as he went back to his original position. Girls and there silly fantasies about older dudees. He did kinda wish she would accidentally switch that paper with her homework and turn it in instead. Because that would be hilarious. But now Cory figured he might as well start on the homework.. so he didn't have to do it later.
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Natalie Lupin
Hufflepuff
First Year
Classes: DADA, Charms, HoM, CoMC, Artistic Expression, and Muggle Music
Posts: 92
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Post by Natalie Lupin on Aug 2, 2008 11:27:23 GMT -5
Natalie saw the swirls of colour slow down... and then she realised she was approaching the ground with magnificent speed. Dropping down, she fell right on her stomach. She got to her feet and then fell down onto her bum, tired. She grabbed her parchment. The teacher was going on about Merlin, and Nat decided now was the time to take notes and work on her homework, seeing as the answers were right there, in Professor Novus's speech. Nat wasn't quite sure how she felt about the History of Magic Professor... she felt as if he was somewhat mean, the way he talked to the other Natalie. This Natalie was nowhere near as smart as the Ravenclaw that just gave a long speech about Stonehenge and Merlin, but Professor Novus was now telling her off for answering the question like that? ((this is how she sees things.)) Oh well. She still had respect for the teachers, or, for that matter, any adult. She listened and made notes about Merlin. - Merlin was born as a halfblood- Muggles believed him to be part demon, but truthfully, he was part wizard, part Muggle.
- Merlin was good with prophecies. He predicted that six descendants of King Arthur would rule at some point in time..
- Merlin learned magic by himself. He created much of the magic that we as witches and wizards use today, including potions and spells.
Natalie could have sworn there was something about Merlin being able to change shape as he willed, too, but that was more than likely a Muggle misconception, and so she kept silent, but wrote about that too. - Merlin might have been to change shape like a metamorphmagus/animagus, thus creating these forms of magic, but I'm not quite sure.
- Giants brought the stones of Stonehenge from Africa all the way out to Ireland. They supposedly have healing powers.
- Aurelis Ambrosias, ruler, wanted to create a memorial for 3,000 nobles who had died. 15,000 soldiers and Merlin were sent to go get the rocks from Stonehenge. The soldiers killed 7,000 Irish, but they could not move the rocks after doing so. Merlin, being a wizard, moved them with his magic instead.
- Merlin's downfall was love, supposedly. Niniane (AKA Viviane or Nimue) turned him into a rock in a forest after she was taught magic by Merlin, who loved her.
Natalie snorted. That's what became of love. Notes finished, Nat slowly stood up. She was still feeling quite sick to her stomach. "Professor, sir, are we allowed to touch the stones?" Natalie asked, hoping the answer was yes, because she really needed something to lean on.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Aug 2, 2008 16:45:36 GMT -5
Alexander's conscience, Salina, finally got off her lazy ass and decided to make an actual post. He listened to the foreign Hufflepuff's story, and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that's a common story, too. Scanned over it when I was preparing the lesson. I thought my story sounded more ... probable, though, but it never hurts to hear about others." As he ended his sentence, he heard the Ravenclaw girl pipe up again, and he was halfway afraid of her bursting into another bought of know-it-all-ism. Instead, she apologized, which Alexander promptly ignored. Not because he was mean, but because he couldn't think of any other response.
Then, another Ravenclaw girl spoke up with a question. "Well, like I have said already, nobody is certain about which story is true. Therefore, if they don't know, it's a tad hard to go find it, no? And even if they did know, you must also think of the sheer size of the forest of Broceliande, where he was supposedly transformed. Also, the amount of rocks and stones that must exist there. Millions. And some of them probably even taken by wild animals or curious Muggle kids. So, yes, people have tried to find the stone, but have been unsuccessful. No doubt, however, that future generations will try."
A rather obnoxious-looking Gryffindor student opened his mouth ... several times. Hmm. Even though he was disrupting his class, Alexander saw a tad bit of himself in the kiddo. "That is precisely right, Mister ... Gryffindor" -- for lack of knowledge of his last name, that was the only thing he could think of -- "and it is indeed crazy. Of course, it's not as simple as you make it sound, but this is a History of Magic class, not a class on sexual education."
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Post by Professor Jessica Thompson on Aug 4, 2008 0:05:14 GMT -5
Jessica’s feet slammed into the ground hard as she landed from the Port Key. She stumbled for a second, dizzy from the sudden jerking movements of traveling by Pork Key. A few seconds later, she had her balance back. Looking around, she saw huge rocks not far off on an open plain which she quickly recognized as Stonehenge. She’d seen tons of pictures of the place before, in history books and in travel brochures her dad used to occasionally bring home. Her eyes flickered with excitement at being there and then suddenly turned to wonderment.
What did Merlin have to do with Stonehenge? she thought as her mind tuned back in to the reason she was there. She glanced around and saw her Professor not far off along with several students. She headed over and joined the group on the lawn. Seeing a few blankets to sit on, she took a seat, folding her legs underneath her as she faced the professor. Hearing his first line she raised an eyebrow in surprise. She’d had no idea Stonehenge had anything to do with Merlin. Oooh, learning something new already and it was only the first lesson!
As Professor Novus began a lecture about Merlin, Jessica reached into her bag, pulling out her notes and a quill. Listening intently, she continually jotted down notes on the parchment, filling it almost completely. She wrote down Merlin’s birthplace and the details on his conception, finding this new information quite interesting. She was suddenly quite glad she was taking the class; without this, she would never have known that Merlin was a half-wizard. She’d always thought he was pure-blooded but had never really given it much thought other than that. She made sure to write down one of his famous prophecies, noting it on the side of the parchment.
She lifted her head as the professor asked a question. She herself had no clue so she decided to just listen to the other answers. A few other students answered as she sat quietly, watching the professor’s face as he acknowledged the students’ answers. Her eyes cast downward as he turned to admonish a Ravenclaw girl who had given quite a detailed answer, almost as if she’d memorized a speech by heart. She bit her lip slightly as he began to lecture again, proceeding to jot down more notes about Stonehenge. As she wrote down who had brought the rocks to Stonehenge and what the stones were said to possess, she unconsciously reached up and brushed her hair back over her shoulder. The sun was beaming down on them and she relished in its warmth.
She finished writing more and more notes about Merlin, including Niniane in the notes and what’s Merlin’s ultimate downfall was. Love. Poor guy. Looking up at the professor, she smiled slightly as he said that was the end of the first lesson. Hearing there was homework, her smiled waned slightly but she shrugged it off. Class was back in session. Homework was expected. Taking the homework from the professor, she glanced the questions over. They seemed to be pretty basic questions and she chose to answer them first, writing the answers neatly below each question. After she was done with the homework, she stood up and walked over to the Professor, handing it to him. She smiled at him quickly before turning around and heading off toward the giant stones to explore.
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Post by Sammius McGennien on Aug 4, 2008 22:16:28 GMT -5
And just as the others, Sammius appeared on the ground. He looked around him, admiring it all: Stonehenge, the scenery, the tourists. Of course, he was used to Muggle attractions and tourism, having grown up in the Muggle world his whole life, but it was still a glorious site to behold. Here he was, at Stonehenge... He joined the rest of the students, sitting down on a blanket and waiting for Professor Novus to give his explanation of Merlin Ambrosius. He took a few notes (of which I am too lazy to put, quite frankly because I am rushing this and am also tired) but mostly kept mental notes. It felt good outside today, and it was always nice to get fresh air -- of course, it distracted him from learning in some ways, but he could just pick up a textbook later, couldn't he? He could. He wouldn't, but he could. Or maybe he would... Anywaaay, Sammius took the homework and wrote down answers and stuff, because OoC Sammius wasn't sure what to put... And also apologizes for a crappy post.
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Riley Taylor
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year
Flippin' Riley, mothas!
Posts: 1,147
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Post by Riley Taylor on Aug 4, 2008 22:36:01 GMT -5
"Owww," A small groan could be heard amongst the many students falling a little less gracefully than their professor as Riley attempted to stand from the position she'd taken laying flat on the ground in a little less comfortable position. She rubbed the back of her elbow, which had a piece of grass sticking to it, and let the blade fall to the ground gracelessly. She yawned a little bit before taking a seat cross legged on one of the blankets, parchment and her History book in front of her, ready to begin taking notes and answering the homework questions. She felt it was always easier if they already knew the questions, to get the homework completed.
She stared down at them, making sure she knew each question, so she could easily catch the answer, as she jotted down the notes when he spoke. Though, he did speak rather quickly, and it was hard to take them.
Only one thing made her head raise.
One of Natalie's know-it-all novel sized answers to a simple question. Of course, these always made her look up and cringe, knowing that it was coming. But this time, the teacher stood up for his lesson, and finally someone was taking a stand against all of the idiocy, the know-it-all-ness, the brown-nosing, the COOKIES! GOODNESS was she sick of those cookies. Blah. A small smile played it's way across her lips as she realized that Natalie was completely embarased by the situation.
Every so often she switched over to the second piece of parchment, which were her homework questions, so that she might be able to get some of it completed. She listened, avoiding entering the discussion as she usually did, while the professor talked to students, and vice versa. When she had finished her notes & her homework, she got ready to turn it all in, before they were dismissed.
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