[Muggle St] T2:L3- Ministry dealings with Muggles

[Loren Hayes]

Loren nodded regretfully, feeling bad she had forgot all about their meeting. At the mention of Felix she frowned, knowing he would probably be very upset with them for not having fed him for some time - he was probably thinking he had been better off bricked up in the walls of the kitchens.

Quietly following Ian through and closing it again, Loren walked to the middle of the room and slid neatly into a seat - this time making sure she did not trip and make a mess - and crossed her arms, looking up at Professor Fagin with a cool expression. She had heard his comment but had chosen not to respond. It did not concern her anyway. She was adopted, both her adoptive parents muggles, so there had been no Ministry of Magic presence in her life... why, she did not even know if she was pure-blooded, half-blooded or muggle born...

Looking sideways at Ian, she gave him a brief thumbs up, confirming their meeting for later.

[Ariane Winchester]

Ariane just glared at the teacher, Why, oh, why did I let dad sucker me into taking this horrible class?! she groaned angrily.
I should just leave... ya that's what I'll do just get up and leave! Ariane was so busy day dreaming she didn't notice the teacher calling on her.

[Prof. Jack Fagin]

Uttering a queer groan followed by a gruff bellow with little feeling of "you're late" as two new pupils aren't, Fagin looked around waiting impatiently for an answer, unfortunately his pupils just weren't up to scratch. Glaring at them he noticed the latest girl have the cheek to gesture towards her friend.
"you!" he screamed dashing towards the Ravenclaw and smashing his fist onto her desk with such force that it shook visibly and almost toppled. Giving a yelp of pain with the blow he glared around hopefully stifling any laughs that would ensue with his misfortune. Gritting his teeth he believed he could in fact bring the situation round to his own advantage, to at least make the lesson more interesting for himself, he would immensely enjoy her discomfort.
"Going to meet up later are we?" He asked snidely "a good old snog later eh?" He laughed knowing it would unlikely be the case, grinning at the lad he gave him a wink "score mate" and laughed even harder, his cackle resounding throughout the classroom, it was enough to make most cover their ears with such a racket.
Abruptly subsiding his laughter he glared once more at his pupils, "need I rephrase the question? Art thou so bloody stupid," he roared moving from student to student, pacing between them.
Arriving in front of the Hufflepuff who glared most profusely at him, he said cooly "if the wind changes you'll be stuck like that," he commented dryly "it'd be an improvement as you're too stupid for the class it seems, perhaps a detention will improve your concentration?" Gliding to the front once more he declared in a carrying voice
"well, next week we shall have a test, those of you who fail are out of the course, no ifs and buts about it, come prepared or else..." he smirked
"well I needn't explain further I'm quite sure you know what I mean."
Settling himself once more into his armchair he stated
"now back to the lesson at hand, how do you think Muggles have been treated by the wizarding world? There will of course be much evidence on both sides of the argument, so why I've had no answer thus far is unbelievable" He grated then fell into silence musing over his preference for supper that night, perhaps a grilled third year Ravenclaw would do nicely.

[Ariane Winchester]

"I am not!" Ariane suddenly said angrily "Regardless of whatyou seem to think I am not stupid. In case you haven't noticed there isn't really and wind in here. And detention sound great... nop tother teacher has been able to crack me... so I'd like to see how you'd do it." she laughed, her anger getting the best of her.

"A test, huh?" she chortled under her breath "I've never failed a test in my life and it's not about to happen any time soon." her voice so quite she doubted even Dean (who still had yet to move away) could hear her.

[Prof. Jack Fagin]

Looking at the clear with clear disdain he glared most profusedly at her, wishing the ground would swallow her whole and take her down to the fiery place where she belonged; in his own opinion.
"You are without doubt the most stupid person I've met for uttering such a comment." he retorted rounding on her and approaching slowly. "Go to the Headmaster this instant," he grated teeth mashing and near foaming like a wild beast, with a sudden movement he grabbed viciously a hold of her ear, he dragged her across the classroom flinging her bodily out "and stay out" he roared slamming the door shut and bringing across a large bolt he had for just such an occasion as this.
"Anybody else want to join her?" He asked thoroughly exasperated with the pure stupidity of his class.
Acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place; for his lesson nothing much really had, disputes were a common occurance. Glaring around at the class he saw with amusement the furtive looks they shot each other.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac put up her hand. She had been thinking about the question ever since it had first been posed. Being a pure blood it wasn't hard to think of how nasty the ministry could be, she'd grown up with it. So this, she thought, should be an easy question to answer!

But then she realized she had her hand up for the wrong question and quickly retracted her hand. Her cheeks flushed and her hair, too, turned a shocking red. This lose of control over her ability had not happened in a long time, a fact she was most grateful for. But, of course, she had to chose this of all time to get so totally thrown from her horse that she became a walking pepper.

[Loren Hayes]

Loren's mouth hung open indignantly as Professor Fagin taunted her and Ian upon arrival. 'Snogging? No! And he hasn't scored, thank you very much...' Loren mumbled in embarrassment as she glanced sideways at Ian, her cheeks turning red. She quickly stopped her fussing however when Ariane demonstrated her bravery, resulting in being led rather violently from the classroom. As the door shut Loren felt a surge of pity for the Hufflepuff. That man needs a good hex, she thought scathingly, dragging her parchment and quill out of her bag in an attempt to look unaffected. He'll get his comeuppance, just he wait...

Donning a stony expression, Loren began to scribble away, answering the question that rotten old man had posed before man handling a student.

[oliviabelmont]

Olivia sat back in her seat, her eyebrow raised at the scene. Of course it was a little unnecessary that Professor Fagin basically drag the Hufflepuff forth year from her seat, but she should have known a little better. This was not the Professor to cross the wrong way. Liv had learned that, and seen her fare share of circus antics in her Muggle studies class. By her forth year she had learned to stick to talking about the lesson in well thought brief and to the point sentences.

Now that it seemed like the classroom had been 'cleansed' Olivia raised her hand to answer the Professor's question.

"Professor, I don't think the wizarding world treats muggle very well. Partially because half of us think that they are abysmally stupid, and the other half is blood crazy, or to say that muggle blood is filthy and not worth living."

Liv hoped it was a good enough answer. She could have gone on explained it more, but as I said before, she kept her responses short and to the point for good reason.

[Prof. Jack Fagin]

Suspiciously peering about Fagin snorted, his pupils seemed rather taken aback by his actions, at least some of them did, the sheer terror and awe he had envisaged wasn't quite sufficient, or rather non-existant. Gruffly clearing his throat he was about to berate them stil further to achieve the affect he wished for.

But he was waylaid one pupil putting their neck upon the line and actually answering. He was really quite elated, lower years tended to be incapable of speech and contained very few brain cells at all. These weren't so bad really he grudgingly admitted to himself, with a small smirk.

Gaping at the girl's near-perfect answer; one he would have given having a fierce distaste towards muggle-haters, as he had so quaintly named them.
"Spot on," he roared satisfaction clear in his voice, "damn good job, not a text-book answer mind," wishing to keep everyone's egos sufficiently deflated and low.

"dost thou have a hatred of blood obsessed people; especially vampires?" He asked with over exaggeration and a clear teacher's elevated voice and word choice.

"Muggles are despised by many pig-headed arrogant snobs, sorry did I say that aloud?" He asked with wide grin. "Truthfully many have their doubts upon the skills of muggles, they believe them incapable and see their virtues as mere nonesense."

Pacing the room with hands clasped tightly behind his back Fagin added as an afterthought
"oh, did you want points for that? 10 then to satisfy the damned Headmaster, wants me to hand out more points willy nilly, estranged fool." he muttered darkly "not an overly bad apple though, I remember mine, used to hurl chalk at me all the time, loved that man I did." Fagin had a far off look in his eye reminiscing.

Bringing himself to the present disturbing matter of dealing with these brats he asked;
"does the Ministry have many dealings with the muggle-world, some famed witches and warlocks have suggested through the ages that the superior wizarding world aid the muggles in vanquishing their many problems, good old global warming for example. What are your views on this? Should we help muggles?" He asked pointedly wondering what ideas the rabble would offer up.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac always enjoyed Fagin's classes. Though he was clearly as made as a hatter, he had a quirky sense of humour that always seemed to make Jac smile. She never showed it of course, that would never do, but in stead sat in thoughtful pondering, contemplating the controversial topic at hand (because those were the only decent conversations to actually bother concentrating on).

With her thinking face on, Jac raised a hand. "Well, like you said Prof, many think that muggles are incapable of much so I think that if that is your way of thinking you should put that keen and penetrating mind to helping the muggles. They maybe slow but they are still people and people should always help each other. So basically, the Ministry should help muggles with the big stuff and the little things." Jac kept eye contact with Fagin as much as possible, trying to keep a straight face.

[oliviabelmont]

Olivia smiled and blushed as Fagin praised her. She didn't think her answer was that good. Apparently he was impressed. Olivia nodded in thanks to the house points.

Waiting for an older girl to voice her opinion Olivia raised her hand again.

"I believe, sir, that we should try and help muggles, but not to get involved in anything to big. Muggles tend do create a lot of their own problems and I don't think we should drag ourselves into the bigger ones. However, I believe we should watch out for them and offer our help when the time is right. If thats not contradicting myself, sir."

[Prof. Jack Fagin]

Apperently this was to be a rather more interesting and controversial lesson than he was used to. Other than the minor disturbance with the infuriating girl who admittedly had given him some damn good grub, had been thrown bodily from the room, his students had settled down and were actually setting their keen minds to the task of answering these most demanding questions. Nodding with satisfication glee and mirth clear upon his old weathered features, a broad grin usually reserved for having dealt particularly well with an annoying little urchin.

Scratching his abnormally large nose his eyebrows raised fractionally and he analysed their answers with due care and consideration giving the valuable insight of "pretty damn good," in a deep barely audible mumble.

But feeling it necessary to divulge further information he added with grim satisfaction "you've both analysed the situation reasonably well, 10 points each cus I'm feelin generous, thank your little friend who filled my tum and satisfied my rage." Laughing gruffly Fagin suspicuously peered from under his dark bushy eyebrows from narrowed slitted eyes as a thought occured to him; cheating, it was the only possible reason for their answers, but how could they cheat in this situation; impossible, he'd just ahve to give them the benefit of the doubt.

"So you believe it best to aid muggles however we can up until a certain threshold where the problem is too big for us to bother handling? Correct? Hmm it seems rather amiss to simply abonden them when they are incapable of dealing sufficiently well with certain circumstances; terrorism being a brilliant example."

Puzzled somewhat he wished the two girls to further their answers so added, "Do you have an opinion as to when we should infringe upon their privacy? When will the time be right to act?"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac nodded as the professor said exactly what she had wanted to. She smiled proudly and said, "exactly!" Then realised she had said that out loud. "Whoops!" she said, lifting her hand to her mouth. "Sorry," she looked down sheepishly and turned red (both hair and cheeks).

Then, her embarrassment forgotten, she looked back at the professor with her green eyes shining. "Well," Jac said thoughtfully, "muggles aren't really proned to keeping their business private as it is. You hear about secrets being "leaked" every day so I think where ever magic can help, it should."

[oliviabelmont]

"I don't think," Olvia said, raising her hand again out of courtesy, "that we should go barging in on privet affairs of muggles. I think there is a line they must cross before we offer our help. When all hope is lost that they can figure it out themselves without blowing something or someone up, thats a good time to interfer. For example, back in the 1940's during WWII, that sort of situation."

Olivia sat back and thought about her answer and if she had anything to add. Happy with herself, she waited for Professor Fagin's response.

[Prof. Jack Fagin]

Fagin nodded along as his new two favourite pupils battled away at each other for supremacy of the esteemed title of 'Greatest Muggle Lover', which he had just invented on the spot. So far it was very close run between the two braniacs, evidently they fancied themselves as very clever and respectable young women, perhaps in today's society they really were the best on offer he thought.

"Hmm both good points of view; equally valid, in the end it really depends upon the circumstance and the Ministry's discretion at the time. World War 2 is a very risky and controversial subject even greatly affecting the wizarding world itself and indeed there is a fine line between merely helping and prying upon people's privacy."

Chuckling he muttered "man I must be having a damn good day, there's hardly any bad ones about today."

"5 points each for invaluable contribution to the lesson, but can you tell me with whom the Ministry has a direct link with?"