Professor Skies
July 12, 2013 4:48 PM
Feeling festive by Professor Skies
The term was winding up and students were getting ready to return home to their families. Professor Skies was looking forward to returning home – she had always been a sucker for the holidays. She had loved them as a child and then, as an adult, they had become a great excuse to get the whole family together again. The Strixes didn't need much of an excuse for that but it could be hard with everyone's separate lives. Then she and her siblings had started having kids of their own, and making the holidays magical for them. It was different but just as fun as it had been when she'd been the one on the receiving end of all that fuss and attention. Now the girls were both away at school, it was, once more, precious family time, even if they had got into the snipey teenage phase where they were liable to try to kill each other. Most of that tended to go out of them for the actual holiday period. There was just one more week of school left. The end of term assignments were in and it was time to kick back and relax. In Professor Skies' class there was always going to be an educational twist to the final lesson frivolities, and – as the oldest in the school – there was bound to be something challenging on the cards for the advanced students, but she hoped it would be fun and get them in the mood for the holidays, if they weren't already.“Good morning,” she greeted her class. “I thought that today we would explore one of the more fun real life applications of conjuring,” she smiled. Vanishing and conjuring had been the class's topic for the term. They had only worked with inanimate objects and simple forms thus far but that would be sufficient to get them through today's task.
“Abies,” she cast, waving her wand at a space in the centre of the room. The air seemed to be drawn inwards, spiralling and solidifying until a fir tree stood there, perfectly proportioned to the room, with its tip a star's height from the ceiling.
“I would like you to spend the lesson decorating the tree. And no using charms, however dazzling they might make it look. I want conjured ornaments only. You may use levitation to hang them in the higher branches, but that's the only one,” she smiled.
“There are some spells on the board, although feel free to branch out beyond these.” Behind her, the chalk scribbled away on the board, writing spells and pronunciations, and doodling little sprigs of holly and bells tied with ribbons.
“You may begin,” she smiled, stepping up to the tree herself.
“Campana,” she cast, giving a short flick of her wand and holding out her hand to catch the small golden bell that fell with a gentle tinkle from mid-air. She hung it on the tree with a smile.
OOC – you know the drill. I will be marking your posts on length, relevance, creativity and realism. I have left room for you to come up with the spells your characters would be using and encourage you to do this.
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Fae Sinclair, Crotalus
July 14, 2013 5:54 PM
O' Christmas Tree, O' Christmas Tree by Fae Sinclair, Crotalus
Fae’s first half of the her last year at Sonora had been a relatively quiet one. This was probably due to the fact that her small class schedule allowed for her to have an abundance of free time, which she either spent with Arnold during his own limiting free time (thanks to Arthur’s crazy study sessions that he demanded of his family – Fae assumed it was his idea anyway) or studying herself. Sometimes she studied with Alice too when Alice didn’t mind the company. Since Fae was only in three classes and they were her best classes, she was staying on top of everything and doing really well. She thought for sure her RATS would be successful.But, she still missed her best friend. Fae wrote to Sara as often as she could, thinking Sara might be feeling a little bored not having school any longer. Of course, there was the possibility that Sara was busy preparing for her wedding, assuming that Preston and Sara would marry the summer after they graduated. That was one of the main reasons why Fae’s own wedding would be put on hold. Fae wasn’t really sure how to feel about that. On the one hand, Fae wasn’t ready to be a wife and wasn’t sure how to maintain a relationship with only Arnold after they left school. On the other hand, she was raised to know that was all she was meant to do so a year of nothing once she graduated had her questioning what she would do with herself. Her mother said she would still be able to see Arnold regularly, maybe that meant they would have actual dates instead of sitting in the gardens and whatnot.
Midterm was coming up soon and Fae was hoping to see Sara during her holiday break. She’d also get a chance to see her siblings. They were both married and soon would be starting their own families, but Fae missed them and was excited to get the chance to spend time with them. Until then, however, she needed to focus on her lessons.
Fae took a seat in her Transfiguration classroom and pulled out her wand, parchment, quill, and book. This was a ritual for her. Even on days that were strictly practical, she always pulled these items. Fae thought this class was the most difficult for her, but new that it would also be the most useful. Charms was thought of being the most useful and in a way it was, but Transfiguration was conjuring something from nothing or an item into something you needed in that moment. It was also a form of apparation and after taking those awful lessons to learn and obtained her license when she had turned 17, Fae had respect for the subject.
Her blonde brows rose at the sight of the tree that Professor Skies created and it instantly put her into a better mood. Fae enjoyed the holidays and she was happy to find that this lesson would be completely about that. Their lesson was to conjure ornaments, but most of the ornaments that they used on their trees were living creatures. Fae wasn’t sure if she could transfigure a living creature out of thin air perfectly yet. She’ll start with the basics for now and then see about transfiguring the basics into a fairy. It would be two transfigurations, but it was still within the rules.
Fae made her way over to the tree and held out her hand. She pointed her wand to the air above her hand and closed her eyes. She thought for a moment of all the ornaments that she enjoyed placing on the tree and remembered a particular bulb that had always been her favorite. The emerald green ball with golden shimmers of dancing reindeer held tightly in her mind as she said the incantation. There was a weight on the palm of her hand and when she opened her eyes, there sat the bulb. It wasn’t the exact green that she remembered and the reindeer seemed a little bit off, but she thought she had done a fairly decent job with the conjure.
Placing the bulb on the tree, Fae closed her eyes once more to try to imagine another ornament to place on the class tree.
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Michael Grosvenor
July 18, 2013 6:27 PM
How lovely are your branches by Michael Grosvenor
Transfiguration was hard. It had always been really hard and it was only going to get harder. The only positive thing that could be said for it was that it required visualisation skills, which Michael was pretty strong on. That didn't seem to get him very far though, especially as the class got more complicated.When Professor Skies announced that they would be doing something 'fun' he was a little unconvinced. He thought their ideas of fun might differ rather wildly. Like, at his old school, an end of term treat was watching a DVD, and that definitely wasn't about to happen. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but be impressed when she conjured up the tree. Michael loved Christmas (who didn't?) and he had to admit that her idea might even meet his definition of fun, even if it also was going to be a lot of hard work. He'd definitely never done anything like this with magic before.
He glanced over the spells she'd written on the board. There was one for artificial holly, which he reckoned he could have a go at. He could clearly visualise holly, and it seemed less dangerous than working with china or glass.
“Ilexis artificium,” he cast, copying the wand motion notes on the board, which said to flick your wand out with a spiking motion as you brought it round. A pair of green holly-shaped leaves flopped onto his out-stretched palm. 'Flopped' was definitely the right word, as they were rather thin and lack-lustre, with no clear way of attaching them to the tree. He rather suspected that they were not long for this world. He knew conjured objects didn't last forever but he saw most of his snuff out of their short existences during class. He tucked them into an unobtrusive place on the tree, glancing around at what other people had made. The girl next to him seemed to have done a bauble, complete with a complicated pattern involving reindeer.
“Hey... um, that's really good,” he offered quietly. He was fairly sure that she was one of Those Sorts of Girls. He didn't think he knew how to talk to them. Valerie was different, of course. He'd made friends with her before he'd realised that he shouldn't be able to. Now that he knew he supposedly innately different to these people, he wasn't sure how to act around them. But he was a friendly person, and her work was good, so he felt like he ought to try and say something, even if it was a bit of a scary idea.
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Fae
July 20, 2013 2:14 PM
Thy leaves are so unchanging by Fae
“Oh, thank you.” Fae thanked, smiling at the other student. Transfiguration was her second best class, which surprised her sometimes. Her first best class was Charms. Fae was pretty good at wand work, so these two things she seemed to do well at. She received Es and Os in these two classes. She might have also received high grades in Defense had she continued on with it since that also tended to be just a lot of wand work, however, she was not an athletic person and some of the past lessons involved being quick on her feet. Also, she scared easily and as the terms went on, the lessons grew darker. It was too much for her to want to keep up with. She wasn’t even sure if she wanted to keep up with Care of Magical Creatures, but, she needed at least three lessons to keep in and that easier for her than Potions ever was.Fae was certain she had never spoken to Michael before. She only knew him as that deaf Teppenpaw boy, which she felt was a rude way of identifying someone, so she tried not to actually think it when she saw him around. Due to her supportive girlfriend role, she had never seen him playing against Arnold, so he wasn’t a Quidditch player. She was pretty certain he was Muggleborn, but he could have been a Half-blood. Fae wasn’t too good on the names of those who weren’t on the list she had received all those years ago. She just knew he wasn’t a Proper Pureblood or an acceptable one. Not that she cared about it at this point. She was betrothed, her life was mapped out, as long as Arnold didn’t suddenly decide he couldn’t stand her anymore, she would be okay.
“This was supposed to look like my favorite ornament back home, but I messed up the reindeer pattern, so they just look like dying deer instead of dancing deer.” Fae joked with a small shrug. Her magic was never perfect on the first try, but it was getting better. “Now that I can do magical legally outside of school, it’ll be fun helping my parents decorate the house for the holidays.” Fae commented, conjuring another bulb, only this time without any fancy pattern. A bright green bulb. She’ll stick with those until she was used to an conjuring part before going back to more difficult things.
“How’re you doing with your decorations?” Fae asked, having not seen his attempt at the holly, she had no real idea on what he was able to do.
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