DADA: Lesson 1, Pod 3

(Sorry but the intro post is the same to the other intro posts. I do try not to do that, but I wanted to get the classes started. So, hopefully, the classes will all go off in different directions.)

Michael found himself, once again, as a Hogwarts professor. He had agreed to substitute, but here he was already subbing, and for Defense Against the Dark Arts. He was certain few people knew much of anything about him. He would merely appears to them as if he was only an old man, and, for the most part, he was content in letting them believe that.

Unless someone had been unduly paying attention, they would not have noticed that at nearly every skirmish that they'd had requiring the fire power of an accurate wand, Michael had been there. Every time Minister of Magic Robert Lupin had needed backup for himself, Michael was his back up.

Who he was and what he did was not important. Teaching young witches and wizards how to protect themselves was. He poured himself a mug of tea from the kettle that was over the fireplace in his office, descended the stairs to the classroom and perched on the edge of the desk, checking his watch. It would be interesting to see who showed up for class and what skills they brought with them

It was Ciara first time in school and she wanted to learn abkut Defence Against the Dark Arts. She knew basically about what that class will be. She have heard about magic before already. But girl wasn't sure what kind of spells they will learn and so on exactly. She was curious about it for sure.

First year Hufflepuff walked into the classroom with smile on her face. "Hello professor," she said with a smile therw still andtook a seat then. She didn't expect her professor to be olf man but girl didn't mind it. She knew that he would know well what he will be teaching and probably have had practised it before too. She now had to wait for others to show up too.

Darius did not know what to expect from the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Every year they had a new one and every year was so different and he was very curious. What would happen to the professor at the end of the year and so on?

Once he entered the classroom, Darius was relatively surprised to see that he was only the second one there. Besides him there was a small girl and the young man was a bit surprised: why would he be placed in a class with a first year student? The new system was odd, he had to admit that, but he never said it out loud.

Next thing he did was choosing a sit for himself and then he looked at the professor and observed him closely. It was an old man, but he knew better that looks could be deceiving. Once he landed on this post, Darius expected him to know his job well.

He took out his studybook and placed it on the corner of the table, positioning it neatly so that everything would look perfectly fine for him and then he took out his wand, but did not put it on the table, but instead began swirling it between his fingers like a drumstick. The lesson should start soon and he wanted to see who else would be showing up.

Michael watched the students enter. He saw their mixed reactions to an older professor, and he cracked just a trace of an amused smile. He wasn't surprised that they perhaps underestimated him--perhaps.

"Good morning," Michael said. "I am Professor Tremaine, and I am to be, at least for now, your professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts. It's my job to teach you how to use a wand to keep yourselves alive and, preferably, safe.

"Previous professors were limited in what they could teach you. However, inasmuch as the wizarding world is an increasingly dangerous place, perhaps we ought to dispense with those old playful lessons and get down to the rather serious and important business of survival. I presume you're all up for that, yes?" He looked at them all.

"Given that we were all rudely introduced to this school year by an assault by werewolves, perhaps we ought to start with those. What do you all know about werewolves, then?"

Ciara listened what professor said when she began to talk now. She smiled and nodded her head therw. When sge asked what they know about werewolfes then there wasn't much she knew about them. She tried to gather what she knew abkut it.

"I know that they are basically human and wolf or something like that together basically. They have to turn in every full moon. They mostly look like any other human when there isn't full moon. They also are very violent around full moon time. It wkn't be good idea to be around them then," she said so much as she knew. She wasn't sure how true that all was but she at least tried. She smiled and wonderes if she was right. She had read it somewhere.