"Morning, all. What a lovely day to be cooped up inside taking notes." Gabrielle raised an eyebrow, looking over the unimpressed faces of her students with a smirk. "So for the sake of your sanity and mine, I will try and keep this brief." She stepped out from behind the table, pulling up her...
Gabrielle leaned against the desk, watching as the students entered and giving them a smile. "Hello, everyone," she started, once everyone had taken their seats. "We're going to have a pretty laid back class today. Kind of." She shrugged, looking at the students with her face twisting into more...
"Morning, all. Unfortunately, I have a lecture for you, but please bear with me, it's not nearly as bad as any of my third year lectures." Gabrielle smirked, leaning back against the table and watching as the students got their quills or pens out. "We're talking about the Labyrinth of Crete...
Gabrielle shook her head looking over the semester plan for her second years. It seemed like all the other years got to go on excursions out of the castle, except for the second years. She gave the students a sympathetic smile as they entered. "Morning, everyone. Another lecture today, I'm...
"Good morning, everyone. Surviving?" There were a few equally tired expressions on the students, and Gabrielle couldn't help but feel sympathetic. The halfway point in the semester is where things tended to lull, after all, and she also tended to get exhausted. "I won't keep you all too long...
"Good morning, everyone," Gabrielle greeted, leaning back on the desk and carefully gripping it to support herself. It was heavily weighted so it wouldn't slide back. That was the last thing she needed, especially after slamming her face into a door in front of her fourth years. "I hope you are...
Gabrielle had let her students know to dress more casually for this lesson - muggle clothes if they had them, or at least no robes. She was a little hesitant about taking such young students on a field trip, especially into the muggle world, but given the amount of lecturing they'd been...
"Good morning, everyone," Gabrielle greeted. "No time to waste, get ready to write because this is going to be a big one. Behave yourselves, and we'll go on a field trip after we get through this topic." She turned around and put a header on the board saying 'The Salem Witch Trials', and cleared...
Gabrielle was generally a little more lenient to first years taking their time to get seated, but she didn't want to encourage bad habits. "Alright, you've had your time to ease into it, and now the real work begins. So take your seats and get your note taking materials out, please," she said...
Gabrielle watched as the students took their seats. They were always a bit slow in getting started for the new year, though by fourth year the students were a little better about it. "Good morning, and welcome back! In case you have transferred in, or obtained convenient amnesia, or blocked out...
"Hello, everyone," Gabrielle greeted, giving the class a small smile and nod as they took their seats. She didn't really mind where they sat too much, as long as they didn't start chattering and disturbing the class. "For those of you who do not know me for some reason or have developed...
“Good morning, everyone,” Gabrielle greeted as the first years finally settled into their seats after a couple of minutes of rabble at the start of the lesson. She looked around the room, taking in the faces of the students. Gabrielle was determined to keep a sharp eye out, try and ensure that...
Gabrielle looked over at the other professors and rolled her eyes, looking back at Matt with a nod. She was thoroughly put off her meal and would probably go out and get something after this instead. She was quite appalled by the students behaviour, and equally appalled by the other professors...
Gabrielle was tired, she always was at this time of the year. She was looking forward to a nice holiday, having also planned to take Miranda with her to Bermuda. Actually have a summer holiday, especially since they were getting along decently and she figured Miranda needed it while her father...
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