Transfig Basic Level: Lesson 1

Keiran wasn't sure how many students he should expect to enjoy the lesson that day, but - what's more - he was feeling really anxious about the potential dangers of wonky magic. Even the students seemed to have trouble with it, now, and Keiran was lucky he was only teaching basic level spells that day, because he would have less of a chance of messing them up while he tried to explain what was happening. Skill, he had discovered, seemed to abate any problems with basic, elementary spells. But how long could that last? The problems with magic were spreading, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to keep his students safe.

At least, he mused to himself as he wrote his name on the board in his messy handwriting, these kids would have trouble casting anything too dangerous, since their skill level was still low.

So he had chosen two spells, one from level two and one from level three, in hopes that the first years could at least get one of them, and that the fourth and fifth years would be helpful and get in some practice. At the very least, Keiran hoped he wouldn't have to be watching the first years for signs of dangerous rogue spells. Deciding it would be wise to only use magic when he had to, Keiran walked over to the door and opened it, leaving it so students could just walk right in when they arrived. Then, he moved around to sit behind his desk, knowing that there were several minutes until he had to start the lesson.

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Finn actually liked Transfiguration. Most students got bored with the core classes after awhile, as they were the ones they ended up doing the most. But there was something really satisfying about taking something and artistically twisting and contorting it into something else via magic. Magic tended to have the connotation of either being fully creative or destructive, either making or taking away something. But there was something nice about taking something and just translating it into something new. There was nothing permanent about it either - it could always go back. Transfiguration was, by far, one of the most forgiving subjects. Challenging, but by no means unmerciful.

She hurried into class and chose a seat towards the front. She took out her paper and pen, her book, and begin to shimmy out of her cardigan. As she did, she accidentally made eye contact with the professor, and found herself obligated to give an awkward little smile. Her eyes immediately dropped as the cardigan fell over the back of her chair, her hands dropping to the top of her book. She brushed the cover and opened it - time to distract herself and remain as invisible as she could.

Vaughn walked into the classroom and saw someone else was in there already. Seeing the person he smiled since it was the same girl he saw in Care of Magical Creatures. Seeing her sweater drop he walked over to it and picking it up. He put it back on the back of her chair, "You dropped this off your chair." He said smiling as he walked to the desk behind her and putting his things on it. He took out his pencils as well as his parchment on the desk and his satchel on the ground next to him.

"I'm Vaughn, what's your name?" He said wondering if she would talk to him. He wanted to be friendly towards the girl who seemed shy. He was curious to know more about the Hufflepuff that sat in front of him. He was also curious to see what she would say and he really wanted someone to talk to.

Emily haf mutliple toughts about this lesson actually there. She likef few lessons and some not. She needed knew she needed to take this lesson. So here she was walking towards the classroom. She had no other choice right now.

She soon reached there and walked into classroom. "Hello, professor," she said and went back of the classroom. She did take seat in last row. She just wanted to sit there. She luked there more. She looked at other to students. She didn't know them and right now she wasn't into talking with them too. Maybe later if needed for class purpose.

Casey walked into Transfiguration, feeling like she might have preferred a root canal. She didn't have anything against the course itself, not really, but she just wasn't feeling school this time around. Going home had been nice. She had played Quidditch with her cousins, had followed her brother to work and played with dangerous animals, and had spent a lot of time wandering and exploring. She missed solitary walks surrounded by lizards and flora - winter was bumming her heart.

But, duty called. And she really did not want have to deal with clawing her way out of her grave that her mother would surely put her in if she failed. So, she put in the bare minimum, dropping into a seat next to a prissy Slytherin in the year ahead of her.

Katherine made her way to class, entering shortly behind Emily, catching the professor's greeting in reply to the Slytherin, but Kit couldn't bring herself to offer a hello of her own. She hadn't really be interested in talking to anyone as of late. That, she supposed, was partly her fault for not managing to get past her own personal issues, but getting past such a struggle was proving exceedingly difficult.

She took a seat at the front, figuring that if she sat close to Professor Hayes' desk, people might not want to sit there, or perhaps wouldn't bother talking to her. The last thing she needed was to team up with someone who remembered her overly-attentive nature, and hoped she might just help them through the lecture. She supposed she wouldn't mind helping younger students, but Kit didn't want to be the one expected to help all of the others in her year.

So Kit sank into her seat, pretending not to notice the Gryffindor a few seats away chatting with the Hufflepuff in her year. Perhaps if she kept quiet, everyone would just ignore her.

Cecilie kind of liked Transfiguration lessons but she isn't really best one in it. Still she have enoyed that lesson so far. She was feeling good. Her Christmas break was like any other break basically. Mostly reading inside, sometimes went out too. She wasn't very social one.

Now it was time to go to lesson. She walked into the classroom. She saw there students and professor. She of course greeted professor. After that she sat down under one empty desk. She didn't feel like sitting next to someone today really. She placed her hands on table and soon head on it. She wasn't sleepy just like most people think she doesn't wanna company or won't say back much. She hoped lesson would start soon.

Ariel walked into the classroom and walked over to a seat two to the right of the guy that picked up a girls cardigan. She thought to herself So people are a bit nicer since I was last here. Ariel adjusted her bangs so they swept to the right. She placed the parchment onto her desk just in case they had to do any writing.
Ariel had always loved transfiguration as she loved the fact that you can change the structure, the purpose of an object just by magic. She sat back in her seat running her fingers along her silver heart-shaped locket waiting for class to start.

Finn had been failing, lately, at managing to keep her cloak of invisibility up. She had just flipped to the index of the Transfiguration textbook when she heard a voice behind her. She turned slowly to see a boy in her year, Gryffindor, setting her cardigan on her chair. She blinked - she knew the boy's name, something Hunter, but she didn't think they had actually ever spoken before. That was the case with most of her peers. Now, she found tit hard to respond to the boy. Her tongue met the back of her teeth, preparing to form the words 'Thank you' but nothing came out. So instead, she just nodded at him and turned back around.
 
Man, that had been a close-
 
He was still talking to her. Had he not gotten the memo that she was of no importance and should be treated as such? She turned slowly, feeling the weight of eyes on her, though it was possible that no one was looking. A girl had just sat next to the Hunter boy so she felt her audience double in size – terrifying. “Fiona Grimm.” And she turned back around.
 
Maybe if she didn’t move, no one would notice.

Ariane sauntered into class and looked around.  Nobody was paying her any attention, as usual.  Fi Grimm, on the other hand, seemed to be dealing with more attention than she could handle.  Should Ari help her out?  Yeah, it would be her good deed for the day.

She swung herself into the seat beside her fellow Hufflepuff and looked up into Vaughn Hunter's eyes.

"Hey, Vaughn," her lilting tone greeted him.  

"Are you okay?  Do you need something?"