Professor Aaron McKindy

December 05, 2006 7:24 PM
First day of lessons! Aaron McKindy had spent uncounted hours holed up in the Charms classroom, Transfiguring or Charming nearly every object inside it in preparation for this lesson. It had seemed a better use of his time than trying not to alienate any more of his colleagues, anyway.

He had made the attempt to read the book assigned for the class. Truly. However, it was so dry that after no more than ten pages, he was running frantically about for something, anything, else to read. So Aaron had scrapped the Potential Lesson Plan for first and second years, turned the usual class system on its nose, and come up with something he hoped the students would find at least marginally more interesting.

Aaron was sitting on top of the oak desk at the front of the room when the first students entered. For those of them that had not glimpsed him at the Opening Feast, he was surely a sight, and those that had probably had already determined that he was quite mad. In regular jeans today, Aaron still wore the top hat made of large, transparent pink bubbles atop his longish black hair. The pink almost matched the purple shirt he wore today, though, a relative oddity.

After what seemed like most of the class had arrived, he jumped down off the desk and grinned widely at the students. When they quieted, either from fear, curiosity, or respect, he began his introduction.

“I’m your new Charms teacher, Professor Aaron McKindy. Feel free to call me Professor McKindy, Professor, or whatever else you can think of, so long as it remains respectful. No doubt you’ve noticed that a good half of your classmates are not from the year above or below you. For those of you that haven’t, may I suggest a bit of attention to detail?

“As you should also have noticed, I have removed all desks and chairs, except for my own. If you would care to have a poke at the walls, I’m sure you will also realise that the walls seem especially spongy. This is because I would prefer not to have anybody go to the infirmary today, and you will be learning spells that have the wonderful effects of moving objects (and, in some cases, people). Fourth years will be learning the Summoning Charm, first years will be instructed in the arts of levitation. First years will be partnering with fourth years.”

Here, Aaron whipped out his wand and demonstrated both charms on one of the small cushions that rested in a corner.

“There are various difficulties depending on what objects you practise the charms on. You will thus be practising on cushions, feathers, and,” Aaron grinned, removing his hat and placing it on the desk next to him, tapping it with his wand. “frogs.” The hat exploded in seventy different directions as each large, pink bubble was un-Transfigured to reveal a large, pink frog. “Have fun, and be sure to ask me any questions.”

Professor Aaron McKindy watched in barely concealed amusement as the students got to work.

OOC: A’righty. Remember, firsties, you probably cannot perform the Summoning Charm. Any attempts to do so will most likely go horribly wrong, and Aaron won’t be pleased if he catches you. For information on how the room is set up, read Setting Up the Classroom below this post. Remember that the wizarding posters will move and may offer advice or criticism, while the Muggle ones are spelled to offer advice and yell rather loudly if your character starts doing anything too out of hand. Fourth years, help your partners and try not to skin them alive. Materials are scattered in piles about the room.
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Jordanna Howard

December 07, 2006 6:32 PM
"Nice to see you, Matthew," Jordanna said politely, "You lucked out, Charms happen to be my specialty." Sure, he had introduced himself as Matt, but Jordanna had a thing against nicknames. Names were beautiful, names were what your parents bestowed upon you at birth, why change them? So Matthew it was, whether the first year liked it or not.

"Come with me," she beckoned, as she made her way to the pile of feathers, "We'll work on you first." In case Matthew hadn't noticed by now, he was sure to realize that Jordanna had a fairly dominating personality. Picking a peacock feather out of the pile (to match with her ensemble, of course)she led Matthew off to the side, so that no one would get in their way.

"The feather will come later. First, let's go over pronounciation, because you might as well be a muggle with a twig if you can't pronounce your spells correctly. So repeat after me: the levitation spell is pronounced 'win-GAR-dee-um lev-ee-OH-sa.'"\n\n
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Oliver Abbott

December 10, 2006 12:08 PM
The fact that he was at a wizarding school was taking a lot longer to sink in than Oliver could have predicted. He had always known he was a wizard, so that wasn’t a shock. Meeting other witches and wizards was good fun, though, and living in a magical building was almost indescribable. Oliver still found himself jumping when the portraits spoke to him, and kept forgetting that the wand he carried around everywhere was capable of transmitting actual magic.

Upon entering the charms classroom for the first time, Oliver didn’t know what to expect, but he had assumed there would be desks and chairs, like in any ordinary classroom. Contrary to this, there was little furniture at all, and their teacher, Professor McKindy, was sitting on one of the scare few articles: his desk. Apparently, the walls were spongy, too.

When Oliver got over the shock of his professor turning his hat into several pink frogs, he then had to deal with the task of pairing up with a fourth year. Was the professor crazy? All of the fourth years were bigger than he was, and Oliver didn’t fancy strolling up to any of them and asking to be partners. He wasn’t shy, but he didn’t feel capable of recommending himself to anyone with at least three years more magic experience than he had.

Trying not to freak out, Oliver glanced nervously around the room. It wasn’t until he saw her blonde hair that Oliver remembered that Jordanna was a fourth year! Partnering her didn’t seem so scary; she had been so nice since he met her. She already had Matt for a partner, but Oliver didn’t think his roommate would mind if he tagged along. Making up his mind, Oliver grabbed a smart looking black feather and headed over to where his two housemates were.

He arrived just in time to hear Jordanna say, “So repeat after me: the levitation spell is pronounced 'win-GAR-dee-um lev-ee-OH-sa.'"

“Wingardium Leviosa,” Oliver muttered. Then he suddenly realized that he hadn’t even made his presence known. He was sure that an embarrassed blush had crept onto his usually pale cheeks, but he tried his best to ignore it. “Sorry,” he said, still clutching his wand in wand hand and the feather in the other. “Do either of you mind if I join you?” he asked them.
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Jordanna Howard

December 14, 2006 5:25 PM
Jordanna raised her eyebrows at Oliver's sudden appearance without even making a proper introduction or greeting or anything. However, she wasn't willing to make a scene over it, either, not in front of all the houses and especially not in front of a professor.

"Of course you may join us," she said, with sort of a forced smile. The older girl was fairly sure Matthew was willing to accept Oliver as well, seeing as they were roommates and all. If not, well, it would be rude for him to say anything anyway, now that Jordanna had already approved.

"So, as I was saying, you've got to pronounce the spell correctly. The other important thing, is wand movement, obviously. In my family we believe that good posture always helps, but specific to the levitation spell is a swish and flick. It's like this," she put the feather on the open palm of her left hand, and got her ebony wand out of her wand pocket with her right hand, "Wingardium Leviosa."

The peacock feather rose about a foot in the air, and Jordanna directed it right to left, and up and down with great precision. She loved the feeling of control, and knowing what was going to happen. There was a reason this was her favored class.

Letting the feather fall back into her hand, she pocketed her wand again, and held the feather out towards Matthew for him to take, "Now you two can try."\n\n
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Oliver

January 02, 2007 2:07 PM
OOC: The Tripps seem to have disappeared. If you do come back, Matt, just join in again.

BIC: Oliver watched with barely concealed awe and admiration as Jordanna executed the spell with absolute precision, directing the feather firmly but gracefully with her wand. She made it look so natural, as if she'd been doing it her whole life.

"Now you two can try," Jordanna said.

Oliver pushed his glasses back up his nose and concentrated hard on the black feather resting in his palm. He said the spell through once in his head before mimicking Jordanna's swish and flick as closely as he could, saying aloud, "Wingardium Leviosa."

The feather lurched a little, as if someone had breathed lightly across its smooth, smart surface, then lay still again. Oliver frowned at it. Did he do something wrong? He looked to Jordanna. "Was that right?" he asked her. Oliver was confident that he had followed the instructions carefully, and was disheartened that his feather hadn't danced gracefully as hers had.\n\n
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Jordanna Howard

January 03, 2007 5:16 PM
Jordanna didn't know why she had the false hope that her firsties would catch on quickly. They were Crotalus students so a lot should be expected from them, but they were firsties, after all. No matter, it had only been the first attempt of only one of the firsties. The boys were bound to catch on quickly.

"Don't think too much, just focus," she said, without stopping to think if that made any sense. A better word might have been to have more confidence, but she wasn't having anyone, especially not a Crotalus, think that Crotalus students weren't confident in themselves. People took advantage of the weak and unconfident all the time. It would be a pity if someone from another house tried to take advantage of a Crotalus firstie.

"Make sure you speak clearly, and don't delay too much between the swish and the flick," she said covering the basic issues, then remembered one she was missing, “Oh yes- make sure you have the accent on the ‘gar’ of ‘wingardium’ and the ‘oh’ of ‘leviosa’.”\n\n
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Oliver

January 03, 2007 6:07 PM
Luckily, Jordanna was apparently unperturbed that Oliver’s first attempt at the spell hadn’t worked out. She offered some more advise, ‘Don’t think too much, just focus’, she had said. Oliver understood that to mean he shouldn’t concentrate on what he should be doing, but on what he was actually doing. He wasn’t sure if that’s exactly what Jordanna meant, but it made good sense, so Oliver thought he would try it anyway. He practiced the wand movement again, and said the incantations once more in his head. More confident this time, and therefore more relaxed, Oliver focused his attention back on the feather, and recast the spell.

This time, the feather did lift very slowly into the air. Oliver felt triumphant at his progress, but quashed the bubbling emotion immediately, in case it should distract him from his work. The feather rose a couple of feet from his hand, and Oliver thought he would try and move it from side to side, like Jordanna had done. Still concentrating, he moved his wand slowly to the right. However, instead of following his wand, the feather began a slow descent back towards the ground. Oliver caught it and looked to Jordanna to see her reaction. “It worked for a while,” he said, quite proud of what he had accomplished.
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Jordanna Howard

January 05, 2007 4:59 PM
So there was hope for the future of Crotalus! Brilliant. After all, she didn't want to be seen with stupid firsties. Not that she wanted them to be nerdy, heaven knew what she would do if the mini-Crotali were a bunch of little geeks. And they couldn't look smarter than her, because she was older and it wasn't right to be shown up by a firstie. They just had to look competent in magic, and not struggle in front of the other houses. That really wasn't so much to ask, was it? No, she didn't think so.

"Good," she said approvingly, watching Oliver's latest wandwork. It was a decent try, but she was fairly sure he could do better. At least, she hoped he could improve. What use was the levitation spell if you couldn't move anything with it? The girl had decided to hold off on her own spells until he could move the feather in the air.

"But you still need to practice. Try it again," she said, not aware how much those words came out as a command. Then she thought about it, and while she still didn't realize how commanding she was (she rarely did, it just came naturally to her, and she knew when she spoke in this tone she got whatever she wanted) the blond had some other advice. "Try moving the feather up and down before side-to-side."\n\n
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