Winter Term Normal Charms Class

"Of course," Khaat smiled, "Please--introduce yourself."

Hafiz began to answered. Although, he know what the line supposed to be but he sweat just incase he accidentaly blabbering about something else. My name is HafizDeen Diggory, you may just call me Hafiz. My favourite charm would be Aguamenti. I don't know, maybe because I love water, he laughed. Hoping that Professor Khaat will not mad for his answer.

"I understand. I have my favorites too, for my own sentimental reasons. That's not a bad thing. However, it is important that you are well versed in a variety of spells, and that you keep well practiced. I will expect that you will practice those spells outside of class in order to become proficient at them. Do not be surprised if I arrange sporadic magical quizzes that might be either a written essay question or a spontaneous demonstration of a spell you have learned."

Hafiz nodded to his favourite teacher. But when he heard about essays, he sigh. He hate essays so much and curse for the existence of essays. As for him, a class if for more practical and less theory. That will developed skills and by the skills which can prevent mistakes. That what he thought though. It will be a bold statement for a 5th year Slytherine boy to say such word.

"Hmm. I see some of you aren't happy with the mention of a possible essay. I do nothing without a reason, and the reason I believe that theory is important in mastering a skill is that to truly master a skill you need to not just be able to apply the skill but also understand how that skill actually works. Some of you are familiar with muggle machines, for example. Any muggle can use just about any muggle machine. The machines are generally designed that way. However, it is the muggle who understands how the machine functions--how it does what it does--that becomes the master of that machine, and not just the muggle who can push the buttons on the machine. A chimpanzee can do that. The same is true with magic. Anybody can point a stick at something. What builds your skills is when you truly understand magic and how it works. And I want you to leave here as masters of magic, not just practicers of it.

Miseria looked at Abbey who replied to Khaat and Hafiz, young Slytherin boy, at her age and the one who she had never talked to. And then she looked at Khaat again. Essey? Though, she was thanking god that she didn't have to say what was her favourite spell. She'd frighten other students with her own thoughts and imagination. No, it wasn't Avada Kedavra. She once used this spell on one Death Eater and she never want's to do it again.

Alice hurriedly walked into the classroom, late, but for a reason. "Hello, sorry I'm late, ma'am. I was a little sick so I went to the hospital wing to get better. I am a lot better now." Alice walked to a desk and sat down, quietly and looked at the professor. She waited as the professor talked about an essay.

"Welcome," Khaat told the newest arrival. "Two extra points to those who introduced themselves as asked. However, onto the lesson for the day. We are about to discover, if some of you haven't already, that sometimes we do break things, either magically or through our own human frailties. It is helpful to be able to repair things. She took her wand and pointed it at one of the drinking glasses. "Waddawasi!" It hurled the glass through the air and broke it against the wall next to the chalkboard. "I am not teaching you how to break things. Rather, I am teaching you how to repair them.' "Reparo!" She pointed her wand at the shards of glass, and watched them reassemble into a functional drinking glass that she levitated to her hand. "Some of you may know how to do this already, and some may not. IF you demonstrate satisfactory skills with this, we shall move on to another charm. I have placed a number of drinking glasses here. Please come and get one and practice breaking it, either manually or magically, and reassemble them. Please do not break glass against, toward, or in the vicinity of, another student. I do not wish to have to take points for carelessness. Please get a glass and begin."

Abbey walked to the front of the classroom and grabbed a glass cup off of Professor Lupin's desk. She brought it back to her own and sat down. Before practicing the repairing spell, Abbey muttered the charm for breaking and it and then concentrated on the glass flying back together to reassemble it. Abbey pointed her wand at the glass and said, "Reparo!" The shards of broken glass flew through the air and completed the glass. Abbey smiled to herself and said, "I did it!"

'Excellent! Well done, Abbey!" Khaat said. "Keep practising that bit for a moment while we see how the others have done."