First Years, Lesson One

LESSON ONE

Noel sat down behind his desk, one that once had been from the person who had teached him this subject. But now it was his. As he had made things all ready to start he watched around the classroom, still empty seats who would be soon filled with first years. But as he heard some voices outside of the classroom he opened the door with an movement with his hand. And saw the classroom filling with students, the youngest ones. He went standing up and welcomed them with an friendly smile. Making sure he had an good look of the different faces. Who he would be teaching the upcoming four years. Some seemed excited, others less. But if there was one subject that they could get excited about it was this. And one that was very important. It had been Noel’s favorite back when he was an student here too. So he was excited to bring that to his students.


As he waited for everyone to sat down, and it seemed like everyone was inside he closed the door with an simple wave of his wand. And let his friendly brown eyes scan the room through the room. " Welcome first years, to Defence Against the Dark Arts.'' he than started, speaking loud and clear. '' My name is Noel Waldgrave, and I will be your professor for this class, for the next four years.'' He than paused for an moment and continued with an smile. '' You can address me as Noel or Professor Waldgrave. Choose what you are comfortable with.'' He than directly made clear. He had no problem with students using his first name, it was more personal and he wanted to be someone that students could turn to and build up an relationship. Since they would have to continue for an long time with eachother. As he noticed he got the attention, he continued. Looking an bit more strict and making sure this was clear. " I want you to remember well, that this is an subject which you should not be taken lightly. I will not tolerate any fooling around in this class. In this world, the dark arts are mostly used to cause harm to others, so I want you to pay attention to everything you are taught.'' He than paused to let that sink in. "If you won’t follow this and fail to do so, you will find yourself in this classroom writing lines until the messenge is very clear.'' He than looked around to see if there was anyone who would want to try that out.


With an flick of his wand the rules appeared behind him on the blackboard and he went standing aside so they could read them for themselves. If it was necessary he would remember them to it. But he was sure they would have an great time together. Being strict was necessary in this important parts. But he would do his best to make sure the lessons were enjoyable too. As he had given some time to read them over he than let the rules disappear. And walked through the classroom. '' Now, who can give me a brief description of the Dark Arts?'' he than asked and looked at people raising their hands. And would see who would have done some reading before the year would begin. He than pointed at an student and smiled and gave an approving nod as they answered the question right. '' That’s right. Good job.'' He said with an smile. And walked back to the front of the class. '' We will spend the majority of this semester on theory as it will prove useful for your future studies.'' He than said, and figured it was perhaps not what the eager first years were wanting to hear. But you needed to know the basics before moving on. And some seemed to understand that better than others in the room. " But don’t worry, we will also practice wandwork this semester.'' He than added, and seeing some smile and sighing out of relief. He than sat down at his desk and continued. '' We will practice curses, hexes, jinxes and counter-spells for each of these as you advance through the years.'' Noel would tell them what they could expect. '' Magic is something beautiful. But not all magic is good and not all magic is used to do good in this world unfortunately... Therefore it’s very important to learn how to defend yourself from it. It is a fundamental part of any witch or wizards education.'' He than spoke, and felt confident about how it went so far. He would not want to talk too fast, for the people who took notes.


He than went standing again and would finish his talk. '' To succeed in my class. I recommend that you turn in your assignments on time, and participate in the exercices. Put in some serious effort and that will be noticed.'' Noel than wanted to motivated his students. And watched different faces. He than looked at the time and figured it was well timed. ''We have twenty minutes left. For homework I want you to write down one question that you may have about this class, within reason. I will do my best to answer them. When you are done with this, you can turn it in on my desk and you may leave.'' When he finished he walked back to his desk and sat down on the chair.




- Please review the DADA Class Policy for first through fourth years.
- Roleplay the lesson and do the homework assignment for extra credit. I will do my best to answer your character's question before the next class!
- The first student to give a somewhat accurate description of the Dark Arts will also receive extra credit!
 
Henri walked into the defence against the dark arts classroom. He wasn’t sure he’d like this class at all, but his sister had insisted that he give it a try. He walked into the room and moved to find a spot somewhat close to the back. He looked to the professor as the man got started, but Henri’s mind quickly began focusing on other things. Thinking about what he’d do when the class ended, thinking about how he’d be able to go outside because the weather was much nicer. He was half listening to the what the professor was saying, but it wasn’t anything too important, just details about what they’d learn latter, which he figured he could learn later. He was glad when the lesson was wrapped up and had to ask someone else what they were doing for homework before he managed to do it.


What's your favourite bug?
 
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Honestly, Angelo hadn't really put much thought into what Defense Against the Dark Arts was as a class. Like what was wrong with Dark Arts? Sure some people preferred color but there was nothing bad about black and whites. He preferred a dash of color really when he would attempt to draw, and the paintings and arts in the museum were intimidating when it was just all black paint on a white canvas but defend? How does one even defend? It seemed awfully rude to put color on someone else's art.

Angelo was very much surprised, confused, and relieved, that Defense Against the Dark Arts was not an Art class. It was disconcerting too, to have the teacher wish to be addressed by their first name so Angelo resolved to call him Mr. Noel. He was fairly strict too, which was really the same for most teachers in his old school, but he'd realized this was not an Arts class when a classmate explained what it was. OH. MY. GOD. CURSES? OH LORD. He didn't know they would be learning voodoo here?! Was he going to learn those? Ohhhhhnooooo, never mind the Statute of Secrecy, his grandparents definitely definitely definitely should never learn that he's learning what the witch doctor and voodoo men do because they'd definitely have thoughts on that. Definitely bring him to church. There were so many very different questions on his mind. Maybe he really should have opened those books during the break.

Are we doing rituals? Should I have brought a doll?
 
As he walked into the room, he noticed Angelo and quickly sat beside him. Aaron had been hearing about this class for a couple of weeks now and he was curious what it was for. Dark Arts suggested the existence of light arts, but he didn’t know what that meant, or what that difference would mean in the later years of whatever they were learning. If they were learning defence from, would that mean they would learn how to use the dark arts too? Because his Dad had always said that the best way to understand was to know, and he couldn’t know if he didn’t try, right? He didn’t care much, he only wanted to know if it would stop him from being able to build a radio for his dorm room and have it connect to others, like a two way radio, he had no idea if they had those here, but people kept telling him they magic and technology didn’t work. He listened and took notes, although he wasn’t really much of a note taker. When the lesson ended, he didn’t bother worrying about writing anything down as a question, because he didn’t have one, but he did wait for Angelo before heading out.​
 
Julian listened as Professor Waldgrave introduced himself. This wasn't a class he was particularly interested in. It would perhaps be useful, but it wasn't like there was a severe need for it. While he knew that the class would probably be useful beyond school, he just didn't really fancy spellwork anyway. He did bite his lip though thinking about what his Father would say. Julian wasn't really up to thinking of the consequences for the moment. When the professor asked for a definition, he kept his down. He would rather not draw attention to himself at the moment so he just listened to a classmate answer. The rest of the lesson passed by in a blur, while some may be excited to learn about jinxes and hexes and curses, he wasn't really one of them. In his opinion, the best way to defend one's self against them is to not be there. Or to just make sure it won't be cast. Still, when the professor assigned the task, he tried to think of a question which he scribbled down and handed in before leaving.

How do you defend against a stronger and more experienced opponent?
 

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