Lesson III

[James McFinnigan]

"Some class," Fin mumbled to himself as he got up, not looking at the professor or at that old rag of a hat. "How can the teachers call that thing wise? And that teacher, oh give me a break," he said, rolling his eyes.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth deemed the time was right for him to be off to his lesson now. He knocked once on the door hurting his knuckles, then proceeded to enter "Bonjour tous les monde!" he cried "ooops excuse my French, I'm dreadfully sorry for being late professor I was just clearing the corridors of all first years, you know how everyone is, nobody wishes a lesson with Snape! But don't worry I'll soon catch up."
Turning to Fin he said sternly "and I heard that, maybe the honourable hat should have put you in Slytherin!" he smirked taking a seat as close to Grace as possible.

[Ethelion Eriksson]

Ethelion rolled his eyes at Henry, turning away from the remaining students and beginning to gather up the papers on his deck. "Class is over, Mr. Bogglesworth. Regardless of what you were doing, you missed a very interesting lesson which, needless to say, is contained in no text book anywhere, so you'd better hope one of your classmates feels like sharing."

[Helia Ollivander]

She watched closely as Grace and a few other students left the room, as Fin grumbled and as Bog made his usual grand late entrance. She was about to offer her own notes to Bog, but then remembered that she had filled it with conspiracy plots, and thus still remained silent. She began slowly, very slowly, putting her supplies back into her book bag, hoping that by the time she was done the room would be empty and she could talk to the professor alone.

[Lisa Lycott]

Lisa stared at the hat for a moment, before lifting herself off her seat and stretching out her sore limbs. Collecting her books, she looked at the scratchy writing of her notes thoughtfully, before exiting the classroom.

[Henry Boggleworth]

"Oh I'm sure I'll catch up somehow prof! Tis a crying shame, but one must do your duty!" he declared with a laugh.
"Perhaps next time there will be fewer firsties to herd!" he laughed and said cheerfully as he left the classroom "Au revoir!"

[Ethelion Eriksson]

Ethelion waited quietly until he believed all the students had left before turning away from his desk, a pile of papers clutched under his arm. "Oh! Helia." He quickly got over his surprise, face hardening. "Do you want something, Ms. Ollivander?"

[Helia Ollivander]

"Yes, actually." she said, placing the last of her notes into her bag. "I was just thinking during class... If someone were indeed to have three souls... wouldn't it effect their body? Say for instance, a young boy suddenly had two souls thrust into his body without knowing it, wouldn't the magical effects of that somehow react to his bodys perception of time and space? Couldn't it even... halt the effects of ageing, hypothetically? Especially if there was someone trying to keep him from finding out about the extra entities within his being, trying to keep him from finding them in his subconcious. Wouldn't those spells trying to encapsulate each soul from knowing about the others souls present, have an effect on the persons mind, and heart, and very being?" She knew she was asking a lot of quesitons but the subject fascinated her in a horrifying way.

[Ethelion Eriksson]

"You seem disturbingly interested in this, Helia," Ethelion told her coldly, setting the papers down to the side of the desk and leaning against it, arms crossed across his chest. "And you seem to know an awful lot already. But to answer your question..." He closed his eyes, reaching up a hand to massage his forehead. "The souls were not put inside an already living person. They were trapped together, and their energies created the joint soul, along with the body of the boy around it. He was not a real person. Yes, being the object of alot of magic could have some effect on every aspect of a person, but he aged perfectly normally while under our surveillance." He told her, stressing the last statement.

[Helia Ollivander]

"Oh... okay then." She had many more questions, but she could tell the professor was becoming tired with her. She stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder, her conspiracy theories re-working themselves. 'The family histories!' she thought excitedly to herself. "Thank you Professor," she nodded respectfully and sped out of the room.

[Ethelion Eriksson]

Ethelion watched her go, shaking his head. He gathered up his pages, and left the classroom himself, headed up to the Charms classroom. He didn't particularly like Professor Freundschaft, but he should be warned about this.