Post by Mafelda Hundar on Dec 14, 2009 22:12:19 GMT
As the semester changed over and seasons shifted, so did the staffing at Hogwarts. This season was returning to it's colder nature as Mafelda Hundar reclaimed her role as Dark Arts teacher. Once more upon the icy black door of her usual tower classroom there was a note stating thusly,
To be applicable you must:
To apply, please send the following form to Miss Hundar. If the owl you attatch the letter to screeches and fakes a broken wing, it knows the directions.
Form
Year:
House:
Reason for wanting to take the class:
Any previous experience with Dark Magic:
Anyone who writes on this parchment will be considered null and void for taking the class. Students accepted into the class will be posted immediately.
Good luck,
Mafelda Hundar
Professor, Dark Arts
The inky whisper of a smile could barely be discerned at the edges of her stoic features. It felt so good to be back, which was strange since she loathed the place so much. Perhaps that was it, she so greatly enjoyed being bitter and malicious that this was the perfect place to release all her deepest darkest fantasies of tormenting future generations with things they wish they'd never seen.
Beneath the notice was a list, enchanted so that only Miss Hundar could alter it in any way, shape, or form, and on it were displayed the names of accepted students.
2. Drachen, Narcissus
3. Greg, Harrison
4. Harris, Riley
5. Heart, Alexis
6. Yves, Noah[/ul][/font]
The huntress was already balefully anticipating the responses she would get. She had gotten quite a few good ones the last term she had taught here. She could only hope that these new students who would apply would not gravely disappoint her... or perhaps she hoped they would on account of getting to strip them of their oh-so-precious house points. Oh, she loved the way this place was run... she loved the power she felt here. But perhaps there was more to that than just the surface obvious...
Ater Atra Atrum
Dark Arts Theory
Classes will begin soon
Dark Arts Theory
Classes will begin soon
To be applicable you must:
- Be a 5th year or above
- Be competent and well read
- Be willing to listen, pay attention, and take instruction
- Not be a moron
To apply, please send the following form to Miss Hundar. If the owl you attatch the letter to screeches and fakes a broken wing, it knows the directions.
Form
Year:
House:
Reason for wanting to take the class:
Any previous experience with Dark Magic:
Anyone who writes on this parchment will be considered null and void for taking the class. Students accepted into the class will be posted immediately.
Good luck,
Mafelda Hundar
Professor, Dark Arts
The inky whisper of a smile could barely be discerned at the edges of her stoic features. It felt so good to be back, which was strange since she loathed the place so much. Perhaps that was it, she so greatly enjoyed being bitter and malicious that this was the perfect place to release all her deepest darkest fantasies of tormenting future generations with things they wish they'd never seen.
Beneath the notice was a list, enchanted so that only Miss Hundar could alter it in any way, shape, or form, and on it were displayed the names of accepted students.
2. Drachen, Narcissus
3. Greg, Harrison
4. Harris, Riley
5. Heart, Alexis
6. Yves, Noah[/ul][/font]
The huntress was already balefully anticipating the responses she would get. She had gotten quite a few good ones the last term she had taught here. She could only hope that these new students who would apply would not gravely disappoint her... or perhaps she hoped they would on account of getting to strip them of their oh-so-precious house points. Oh, she loved the way this place was run... she loved the power she felt here. But perhaps there was more to that than just the surface obvious...