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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 27, 2006 19:37:09 GMT
Fagin was ill-prepared for this lesson, but he didn't expect much from this lot of lazy lay-abouts, most students skipped lessons, something he would try to stop, just once perhaps.
His desk was old, dusty and small, probably given to him on purpose, his fellow teachers seemed to have gone against him right from the start. He couldn't think why, but hopefully I'll have the same desired effect on my pupils. he thought.
He sat in an armchair next to his desk with his mud stricken boots lying atop. He awaited his students and had purposely set his clocks and watch to read 10 minutes fast, just to test them on their first day, to see how they would react to the very real possibility of points being taken. He chuckled evily to himself.
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Post by Zachary Daniels on Aug 27, 2006 19:47:02 GMT
Zachary had recieved a long letter from his father, explaining how if he wanted to be an influencial part of the Ministry in his future, he'd have to learn everything he could about Muggles. Zach had instantly disagreed, refusing again and again to take the wary class where he was almost absolutely positive no other Slytherins would be a part of.
Who wanted to learn about the muggles' dismal ways of getting around, in the first place?
His father had, just before the term started, managed to sign Zachary up for the class right under his nose. He had been angry for days, before resignedly accepting the fact that he would be stuck for hours in a classroom filled with Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, no doubt.
As he entered the classroom, Zachary noticed the obviously wrong time on the clock. Just like a Muggle item to not work properly, he thought with a sneer.
"Your clock is broken," he said snidely, before taking the seat furthest away from the front that he could find. [/color]
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Post by Jac Shaw on Aug 27, 2006 19:47:14 GMT
Jac strode into the classroom and smiled at the professor. "Hello, Prof," she said cheerfully, "have a good holiday?" She walked to the second row and sat down, keeping her eyes on the professor, and set her rucksack on the floor next to her.
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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 27, 2006 20:05:44 GMT
Fagin smiled, "do you think I don't know that boy!" he laughed gruffly, "it's a test, and in answer to your question I didn't even have a holiday," he grimaced. "Though I got a few nice trinkets, if there aren't more of you coming then you're in trouble, cause you'll bear the brunt of all the attacks, I mean questions." He grinned looking each of the students in the eye.
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Post by Zachary Daniels on Aug 27, 2006 20:12:29 GMT
"Usually I fix things if I know they're broken." Zachary mumbled to himself, with a roll of his eyes. He hoped that more students would be joining them - Muggle Studies alone with a Gryffindor. He grimaced at the thought. "Then again, Muggle worshipers probably haven't got enough common sense to realize that much." He added, once again low enough that only he himself could hear. He smirked brilliantly, only a little deflated that no Slytherin was there to hear his sarcastic remarks. [/color]
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Post by supermassive on Aug 27, 2006 20:51:20 GMT
Liam walked into the classroom, once again being one of the first to arrive. He took a seat anxiously, looking around at the strange classroom and finding himself staring at a clock. His eyes widened and he turned to the Professor apologetically. "Oh, Er- I'm really sorry I'm late!" He looked around, wondering if all the other students were late as well. "I must've lost track of time, I had no idea..." He drifted off with a confused expression.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 28, 2006 7:28:16 GMT
Girty ran down the corridor she was determined to arrive on time for this lesson. a smile appeared on her face as she reached the door. She took a deep breath and smiled as she looked at her watch.
"All with a minute to spare." She pushed open the door and walked in looking around. When she saw the clock above the teachers head she looked at him oddly and then back at her watch. She laughed lightly to herself. This professor is clever. she thought. I like him.
She moved toward the table were Jac sat with a small grin. As she sat down she wondered that as the clock was fats would it mean the lesson would end early.
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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 28, 2006 11:13:40 GMT
Even Fagin's sharp ears weren't able to pick up the mumbles of the Slytherin boy, but he heard the words 'common sense', it seemed his ears weren't as good as they used to be.
"What's that yer mumbling boy?" he roared "it seems you're the one without common sense, so keep your forked tongue behind your teeth, unless you've something of use to say you shall speak when spoken to, is that clear?"
He dismissed the boy from his mind when the door creaked open, hearing the boy's apology he smirked and did a fair imitation of the boy's voice "really sorry" then reverted back to his gruff menacing tone "really sorry won't help in the real world boy, now get moving and get yourself a backbone, if I hear you um or err again..."
A Hufflepuff then entered the classroom, Fagin saw her look around bewildered and he grated "what the hell you lookin for girl? Sit down somewhere!" He glared around the room waiting impatiently for more people to turn up...
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 28, 2006 19:16:17 GMT
Boggleworth barged into the classroom slamming the door behind him.
"Morning sir!" he called cheerfully he tossed his satchel across the room, it landed in a heap under Jac's nose. Boggleworth smiled at the assembled class and took his seat squeezing in between Jac and Girty.
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 28, 2006 19:24:22 GMT
Thom looked at the door to the classroom, his face full of suspicion and doubt. What could he possibly want to learn about muggles - wizards could do everything muggles could, and more. His mother and father had always filled the house with jokes about to stupidity and mindlessness of muggles, but now they had suddenly sent him a letter demanding he attend Muggle Studies. He had pondered a good few hours over the statement 'we want you to wire the house with muggle electricity'.
What in Merlins's name is muggle electricity? I thought the only kind was the sort that came from the sky... he thought accusingly as he entered the classroom, immediately surprised to see quite a few people already there - and the roughest looking professor he had ever seen.
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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 28, 2006 19:25:58 GMT
Fagin walked slowly up the classroom and said menacingly "Morning is it? Well thanks for telling me that!" his voice dripped with sarcasm
"wipe that ridiculous smile from your face boy, you're in school, and a ruddy magical one at that, and I don't give a damn about that tacky badge on your chest," he laughed harshly enjoying berating the students.
"Now will somebody answer the following question to prove there are a few brain cells here, what pray tell, is a muggle?"
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 28, 2006 19:27:28 GMT
'A non magical person.' Thom muttered quickly as he dived for the nearest seat, realising Professor Faggin was just as bizarre and terrifying as he looked...
He quickly pulled his parchment, ink and pigeon feather quill from his bag, his face turning pale with readiness. I feel sorry for his apprentice, Thom thought meekly.
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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 28, 2006 19:30:11 GMT
Fagin glared at the newly entered boy,
" by god, you're thick as well as late! Is that the best you can offer? A non magical person indeed but if you think that's going to get you through this tough exam, you are sadly mistaken, and in need of a good thrashing,"
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Post by Thom Moen on Aug 28, 2006 19:40:04 GMT
Thom went pale, then red. 'What else is there to say about them? They're humans who aren't maigical!' he said defensively, partly furious that someone so old and frail and much shorter than himself was making him feel so small.
Thom twisted his pigeon feather between his fingers roughly, plucking out the little grey wires, hunching his shoulders up as he sunk down in his seat, thoroughly embarrassed. 'I just want to know about eletricity...' he muttered. How hard could it be to 'wire' a house?
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Post by Prof. Jack Fagin on Aug 28, 2006 19:47:14 GMT
"50 points from what's your house? Hufflepuff is it," seeing the look of astonishment on all their faces he changed his mind and said "make that 5 then for your insolence, you have just insulted billions of people, do you know that boy? Is that all they are to you, this world would fall apart without muggles, think on it, there are very few wizards and witches, you should forever be wary of muggles, that's the first thing I'll teach you." He smiled he had the classes un-divided attention just as he wished.
"And for your information electricity is extremely powerful and dangerous, it is no simple thing as many of you may think. Next question, with a little more detail please although it is more your own opinion. What is the greatest thing the muggles have given the wizarding community? Don't be shy, or I'll take points for that, I want at least 3 answers or all of you are staying behind for a detention, now rack those brains,"
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