Professor Connell
July 18, 2006 1:12 PM
Lesson I- Third and Fourth Years by Professor Connell
Marian Connell generally attempted to get to her classroom before her students began to arrive. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her students (well, it wasn’t that she didn’t trust the majority of her students. There were always a few whose motives were slightly suspect. But that was beside the point.) Far more than a lack of trust, she merely liked having a few minutes to prepare herself and add any final touches to the lesson before the throng of students started to arrive.Unfortunately, she had overslept this morning, and by the time she managed to gather everything for her first class of the day, the third and fourth years, and got to the room, class had already officially started, so almost all of the students were already seated and chatting with those around them.
She let them continue talking as she hurriedly put her books and papers on the desk and began flipping through her lesson book until she reached the correct page. By that time, the few remaining stragglers had all entered the classroom and taken their seats as well, so she turned to face her class and waited until the noise began to die down so she could start the actual lesson.
“Welcome back. I trust that all of your summers went reasonably well. Today you will be learning to make the shrinking potion, also called the shrinking solution. As the name suggests, it causes items to shrink, but it also reverses the aging process for anything that’s alive.
“The ingredients you will be using, which are in the cabinet in the back, are chopped daisy roots, skinned shrivelfig, sliced caterpillar, one rat spleen, and a dash of leech juice. You should work in groups of two or three. You may pick your groups, but I want there to be at least one fourth year and one third year in each.
“Finally, I’ve gathered some toads for you to test the solution on. They’re in the storage room right now, but will be on my desk by the time you have a final product. If you made the potion correctly, it should turn back into a tadpole. If it does, than bring the animal back up to my desk to show you’ve completed the assignment, give it a few drops of the aging potion that will be sitting beside the box, and put the toad back. You may begin.”
As she headed to the storage room to collect the amphibians, she wondered, as she had been wondering ever since she had decided to do this, just how good an idea it was. While it was no doubt an excellent way for the students to test their potions themselves, and an incredibly simple way for her to grade, having live animals in class could also turn out to be very, very bad. Still, it was too late now, and the only thing she could do was try and keep as much control as possible over the students, and hope for the best.
OOC: Alright, you should know the drill by now. At least 2 good-sized paragraphs, although more would be greatly appreciated, use as many details as possible, feel free to have spills, minor explosions, whatever floats your boat. Just be creative, and have fun.
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Why must we always work in groups? by Jenna Howard
Oh Liz.... She said to go for what floats our boats by Ash with Lizzie
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Looking for a third year I can stand... by Lily Collins
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July 22, 2006 8:36 PM
Why must we always work in groups? by Jenna Howard
Of all the things that Jenna had missed at Sonora, potions class was probably one of the things that she missed the most. No more inconvenient ten minute trips from her room to the ingredients closet and back again. No more trying to hide all the samples of her potions. No more of her mother threatening to take her cauldron away if Jenna wasn't more lady-like. She was finally free.She'd picked out a seat in the second row, her usual haunt for this class. A textbook, a quill and a scroll were quickly produced from her bag and onto the desk as she pulled out a magazine. Usually, this would have something to do with potions, but not today's.
This one was a travel magazine, focusing on Egypt. It was a wizard's magazine, of course, but the name slipped her mind, seeing as the cover had been torn off of the publication. She'd put a cover from Witch Weekly around it instead, so as to hide it from her parents. Travel was not something that was supposed to interest proper pureblood ladies.
When the teacher finally came, she put the magazine on her desk, unrolled the scroll of parchment onto her lap, quill at the ready. Leaning on the back to legs of her chair, gray eyes looked forward, hoping it would be interesting, and not some basic potion.
Shrinking. She'd taken a stab at it before, but it had come out kind of weak, and she wanted to try it again. Not bothering to write anything onto her parchment, she flipped through the index of her textbook, then found the shrinking page. It would be simpler just to look at the textbook and take it from there.
Turning back her attention to the teacher, things were going just fine, until the teacher announced they had to work in groups, which was bad enough, and with at least one person in the other year, which was worse.
The only people in that year she knew of were Jordanna and her little friend, and they annoyed her. On the upside, Jordanna wouldn’t want to do anything, and wouldn’t bother Jenna while she did her work. What was that saying again? Oh yeah- too many cooks spoil the pot.
Well, no use worrying about groups. If she was lucky she would go unnoticed and get to work alone. Meanwhile, she’d go over to the back cabinet and choose the best for herself. Jenna was certainly not going to work with left overs. She had standards, you know.
“Roots, fig, caterpillar, and the bug juice,” she checked off, once she had brought the ingredients back to her desk, “So what am I missing? Oh yes, rat spleen. Yum,” she commented sarcastically, then noticed someone standing to her right (which was kind of rude, if not weird, because people rarely just walked up to her), and turned to them somewhat defensively and asked, “Excuse me?”\n\n
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