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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 6:24 am
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Build me up from bones;
Wrap me up in skin.
Hold me close enough to breathe me in...
The moon’s a fingernail,
Scratching on the back-
Of the night in which we lay beside.
E L S B E T H
L Y N W E N
S H O I C H E T BLOOD TRAITOR │ HUFFLEPUFF HEAD │ CHARMS PROFESSOR Elsie was at her desk organizing the crate full of candles she'd brought along to this lesson. Yes, it was a bit obvious what charm they'd be learning, but there was no easier way to learn it then to learn how to light a simple candle. Besides, incendio was both very useful and quite dangerous when misused, and she didn't want anyone sending the classroom up in flames. "Today we'll be learning the fire-starting charm," she said cheerfully, as the first years filed in. "Incendio."
"Incendio also happens to be a form of conjuration, as it creates flames, rather than simply warming something up. Incendio comes from the Latin term incendium, meaning fire. As it causes fire, incendio can be quite dangerous if misused, and so I never want any of you to direct this charm at anything but an inanimate object, or Devil's Snare, if you happen to be in that situation," Elsie added dryly.
"The pronunciation is in-SEN-dee-oh, and the incantation means 'to set fire'." The professor turned back to the board, and sketched the wand movement of the charm:
"Now, everyone should come up and take a candle so they can practice for themselves."
I held every inch of you...
I wrote every line for you...
I made time when time was all but gone.
You’re the love I’ve always known-
The night’s so dark and grey;
But you’ve helped me find my way. |
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2019 9:25 am
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Build me up from bones;
Wrap me up in skin.
Hold me close enough to breathe me in...
The moon’s a fingernail,
Scratching on the back-
Of the night in which we lay beside.
E L S B E T H
L Y N W E N
S H O I C H E T
BLOOD TRAITOR │ HUFFLEPUFF HEAD │ CHARMS PROFESSOR
It was Tuesday morning, which marked Elsie's second day of classes. Luckily, her only class today was the first years, and if she'd handled the second and fifth year yesterdays, she was sure she'd be fine. She rearranged her desk for the millionth time, made sure the door hadn't swung shut on her, and began to write on the board as students began to file inside; the 8 o'clock bell was sure to begin to toll within a minute or two, marking the beginning of the first period of classes.
When she was done writing she turned to face the class, wiping a bit of errant chalk dust off of her jeans. In one corner of the board the class rules were neatly outlined; in another the homework assignment, in yet another the supply list, and in the final corner, a doodle that looked like it had been scrawled by a student and smudged over. In the center WHAT IS A CHARM? was written in bright yellow chalk, and underlined. Twice.
"Good morning everyone," Elsie said brightly, hoping she didn't sound condescending or as if she expected them all to chorus 'good morning' back. "I hope you enjoyed your first day of classes yesterday. This is Charms, and I will be your Charms instructor for the rest of your time here. My name is Professor Shoichet. I have a list with all of your names, but I'd like to put names to faces, so if you could all go around the room and tell me who you are and your house, that would be excellent. No need to stand, just be loud and clear. And ten points to the house of anyone who can tell me what a charm is while they're at it, alright? The tall blonde woman sat rather casually on the desk, long legs easily touching the floor, as she went down the list with her wand, looking up at the sound of each student's voice.
I held every inch of you...
I wrote every line for you...
I made time when time was all but gone.
You’re the love I’ve always known-
The night’s so dark and grey;
But you’ve helped me find my way. |
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2019 10:12 pm
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2019 11:49 am
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 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 | 𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 | 𝒫𝓊𝓇𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 | 𝒫𝓇𝑜𝒻𝒾𝓁𝑒▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀𝐿𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃Charms Classroom𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽Professor Shoichet and students𝐹𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔Alright𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈Relax, you are going to do fine.𝒲𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔Ravenclaw uniform▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXEmma had to make sure she was up before breakfast ended and classes started and alert so she could get a head start on what was ahead of her. After bathing and getting on her uniform, she looked in the mirror and fixed any wrinkles or lint that may have gotten on her uniform, got her supplies ready and even made sure she had ink in her bottle. Her cat, Onyx, was still asleep on her bed and it seemed there could be a crash in the room and he still wouldn't wake up. Emma smiled lightly and shook her head, grabbing her things and running out.
Breakfast was normal. She would talk to Brook and Aidene if they sat with her and talked to her, since she saw then at the Sorting Ceremony and met then finally in the common room, since they were in the same house. Entering the Charms classroom, she saw another student as well as the professor and something written on the board. Emma took a seat as quietly as she could and wrote down in cursive the rules and on the next page 'WHAT IS A CHARM'. Under it, she wrote 'A charm is a spell that adds certain properties to an object or creature.' After doing so, she put the quill down and waited for the professor to start class. When Professor Shoichet started talking, Emma turned her attention to her. When it got to her, she smiled lightly, "I'm Emma Middleton, Ravenclaw. And if we are allowed to say it again, a charm is a spell that adds certain properties to an object or creature."
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Posted: Mon May 27, 2019 3:34 pm
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You've got a big heart
The way you see the world
It got you this far
You might have some bruises
And a few of scars
But you know you're gonna be okay
And even though you're scared
You're stronger than you know
 Halfblood | First Year Slytherin | Eleven Years Old | Reserve Chaser ➼ Autumn 2045 ➼ Charms Class ➼ With: First Years➼ Wearing: Uniform, minus sweater ➼ Status: First Class Jitters═══════════════════X♫X♐X➸X═══════════════════ It was only the second day of classes, and yet Rhea had already deemed Tuesday to be Struggle Day. Normally she was up with no problem and had already gotten some of her usual morning routine done, but staying up so late for Astronomy the night before had certainly managed to throw a wrench in those plans. Already the gears were turning on how to make up for lost time and a sugary breakfast: After Charms she would enlist Aidene, possibly Brook—maybe Shawn would be interested?—to join her for some morning yoga, get her usual routine in, and then practice whatever she would learn in Charms today before lunch. She hadn’t much interest in going back to her room for a while, so maybe she would explore the grounds a bit? Jonah had mentioned the gardens were nice. Or maybe she would look for mermaids by the lake? She hadn’t managed to spot any from the common room windows just yet.
As she stepped into class that morning, she immediately noticed that her two best friends, or even Aubrie, had yet to arrive. She took a seat behind her dorm mate Shawna with a small “Good morning,” and pulled out her supplies while she waited. Professor Shoichet was lovely, Rhea decided quickly once class begun. She had asked what a charm was and her fellow Slytherin had been the first to answer. Emma from Ravenclaw had also chimed in, leaving Rhea in the same boat as the other Ravenclaw—Lavinia?— between the two former: She hadn’t thought there was much else to add to their explanations. When it was her turn, she half raised her hand, quill loosely in her grasp. “My name’s Rhea Lane, from Slytherin house. Um… I think they’ve pretty well covered it.” With that, she’d quietly taken to inking her quill and scrawling out her notes. ════════════════════════════════════════════════OOC: If you're lost out where the lights are blinding
Caught in all, the stars are hiding
That's when something wild calls you home, home
If you face the fear that keeps you frozen
Chase the sky into the ocean
That's when something wild calls you home, home |
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2019 4:49 pm
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 ♖ Brook ♖ Knapp ♖
♖ First Year♖
 ▬▬"Today, I will live in the moment. Unless it's unpleasant"▬▬
Brook skipped into charms, partially dragging Aidene, it was a great morning. Breakfast was had, and Aidene had eaten with her! Of course, it was an issue to get Aidene up, but it was fine. They had eaten plenty of breakfast, and maybe by time charms was over, breakfast would still be served and they could get a SECOND breakfast. Oh that would be great. Brook saw Rhea and sat next to her, "Did you eat breakfast Rhea? Breakfast is important you know." She pulled out a banana and held it out to Rhea, just in case Rhea hadn't eaten yet. Not to fear, Brook had an apple in her bag as well, just in case Rhea didn't like bananas, or Brook got hungry in class.
When class started Brook smiled and "My name is Brook Knapp, I'm a ravenclaw, and charms... well they're really useful spells aren't they." Brook went into thinking... could there be a charm to summon food? Drink? These were important things that needed to be found out stat.
▬▬"in which case I will eat a cookie"▬▬
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Where & Who: Charms with First Years
Thinking about: Second Breakfast?
Brook Description: 4'4" tall with brown hair and blue eyes.
Wearing: School Robes, although the socks are gryffindor colored. oops.
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2019 6:21 pm
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✄ Aɪᴅᴇɴᴇ Aᴢᴜʀᴀ Kɪᴇʀᴀɴfirst year || Ravenclaw || pureblood
Art Club seamstress || Adventurer's Guild sorcerer || Cooking Club apprentice
Dueling Club spectator || Fencing Club initiate || Quidditch reserve beater
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So Aidene apparently had an alarm clock called Brook. ”No, sleepy” worked on Brook about as well as it did on her dad--that was, it didn’t. ”This system is asleep for routine maintenance,” she tried again, burrowing under her blankets. She'd gotten dragged out of bed, blankets and all.
But after falling down to the Great Hall and being basically fed breakfast, Aidene was more or less awake. Collapsing into the seat on Brook’s other side, Aidene leaned over between Brook and Rhea "You girls down for a run or something later? I’m pretty sure that was the biggest breakfast I’ve ever eaten.”
When class started, she piped up: ”Aidene Azura Kieran, cook--I mean, House Ravenclaw.” She remembered some of what Aunt Elysia taught her, but couldn’t remember what the actual definition was. Hopefully they weren't supposed to have read the book beforehand? The Slytherin girl seems to have a really good definition, but Aidene offered her thought anyway: ”Um, charms are the nice spells? Not the switching ones or dark magic. So changing color or size, sure.”
She was pretty sure setting thing on fire was also a charm, but that didn’t feel very nice, so maybe that was wrong.
_______________setting Charms, Fall 2045 || with Brook, Rhea, first years ||
outfit uniform || status So Master Theo said there was no spell for recording recipes, but that would be a really nice spell.
_______________//OOC: Brook is adorable <3
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