First Years, Lesson One

“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. “Welcome to History of Magic. I'm Professor Moncrieffe, I was born in Bermuda, and I’ll be your teacher until fifth year. So, I’m going to go through the roll. When I call your name, if you could please just raise your hand, tell me if you have something you’d prefer me to call you, like a nickname or if you go by your middle name or something like that, and tell me where you’re from." She paused for a second. "Yes, I know you all hate these exercises, I do too, but it’ll help me put faces to names.”

She went through the list, making a couple of notes as she went before finally reaching the end. “Thank heavens that won’t take nearly as long next time. Alright, so this year we’ll go over some beginner topics - Merlin, witch trials, and so on. For some of you, this will all be completely new, for others, don’t discount it, you may actually still learn something if you bother to listen.” She gave a wry smirk, knowing some students from wizarding families would probably think they knew everything already. “Sure, we may not be doing any spells, but you won’t be doing yourself any favours if you tune out just because of that. If you come into any of your classes expecting to be bored from the outset, you're setting yourself up for failure. Besides, there’s more to magic than just wand waving and incantations, or huddling over cauldrons. You may find that understanding where we come from and knowing more about the world around you is far more useful than being able to turn a beetle into a button, just quietly.”

"But for now, since we've got a bit of time left...why don't you take the opportunity to chat amongst yourselves for a bit? Talk to people not in your house, get to know each other. You know, socialize and what not." With that, she left the students to it, wandering around the classroom to keep an eye on things and talk to any students who had any questions or asking them a little more about themselves, before they were eventually dismissed.

Homework
RP the lesson. Feel free to tag me if you want me to interact being nosy about your character! You are also welcome to godmod Gabrielle asking more about where you’re from. Don't forget to read over the Classroom Policy!

 

[Lumos Walden-Cade]

History of Magic was on the first floor, which made it the closest class after potions. Timing it right, Lumos didn't have to roll out of bed until ten minutes before class started, because he could race up the stairs in that amount of time and he only needed three minutes to get dressed and then he had Dakrey bring him a piece of toast which only took a minute and a half so he could then get out the door and had 5 and a half minutes to get to the classroom for the beginning of the lesson. As he settled into his seat, glancing at his fellow first years, he took a deep breath and prepared to settle in for what he could only assume was going to be a boring lesson on history stuff. He wasn't sure how he felt about history to be honest, he didn't see how it was going to help him in any way, but it was a lesson he didn't have to pay particular attention to, so it was fine really. The room seemed to be buzzing at first with the usual chatter of a first lesson, but Lumos was already bored with it really. As the Professor began, there was a hush over the class and Lumos looked around, offended almost, at the way his classmates just ceased being their own independent selves. Wow, that's power. He kind of liked that.

He appreciated the authority she seemed to carry, even if he didn't particularly like it pointed in his direction. As the roll call began, Lumos waited for his name. When Professor Moncrieffe called him, he didn't answer, waiting until she called Nox's name instead. "Nox is fine, it's hard to sort of shorten that really, and I'm from Virgina." he said with a shrug. Obviously everyone knew where Virginia is so he felt no need to clarify beyond that point. The roll continued and he paid particularly attention to the others of his house in Slytherin. There were people on his list that he wanted to get to know and some of them were in this class with him now.

Lumos slouched in his seat as she began the talking part of the lesson, and gave her advice about staying engaged in the class. Lumos had to stifle a yawn he was already so bored. He had no intentions of tuning out completely, but he doubted the class would hold his attention for very long at all. When she asked them to socialise, her frowned, and he felt a flicker of irritation. The last thing he wanted to deal with was forced small talk. He turned to the person sitting next to him and feigned interest as they talked about whatever happened to come up until the rest of the lesson at which time he quickly and eagerly packed up and left without another word. He had plans to scheme and schemes to plan.​

 

[Winnie Calida]

Winnie was newly sorted and ready to get to it. She had her first class and was up, bright and early for it. She’d gone for a run first thing, making sure that she was keeping in shape and knowing that an active body was good for the mind. She had the new versions of all the books she would need and the best parchment. Winnie had plans to speak to each of her professors within this first week, she needed to be able to do so. To make sure she could get any extra credit necessary and put herself on good terms with each of her professors. The girl then packed up the last of what she needed, checked her uniform was on perfectly and then headed out of the room.

Winnie walked into the history of magic classroom, and after a moment of thinking sat down in the third row. Though she was determined to do well in these classes, she was not about to sit up front. She knew she had to at least, to appear cool, sit a little behind it. She looked to the woman, whom she’d met already now. She seemed nice, but not a particularly strict teacher. The woman introduced herself to them and then they were to introduce themselves. Winnie watched as others went and then she went. ”Winnie Calida, I go by Winnie. And I’m from New Zealand,” Winnie said. The rest of the class went and then the professor moved on. She nodded and took notes as the professor went over the different things they’d be learning in the semester, but that was it. Winnie was a little surprised with how short it was and that they were to socialise. She didn’t immediately, instead took the time to tidy up the little notes she had.

 

[Jonah Edogawa]

Jonah had not been loving his Hogwarts stay thus far. First, he'd been sorted into the wrong house, and then next, the classes weren't very interesting so far. Granted that this was only his second class, opinions may change, but he severely doubted it. Who even wanted to learn about dead people? Certainly not Jonah. If he had his way, he would have been skipping this class, but Eurydice had already threatened him that she would be cross with him if he left her to deal with any of the classes alone on the first week. At least she only said the first week. Anything after that should be a free game. And so now, here he was sitting in class next to his cousin once again. There were Slytherins around, so he thought that Yuri would be there but apparently, she was not going to be sitting beside him, which was not new and he didn't mind either. Yuri could be mean when disturbed.

Jonah waited for his name to be called before raising his hand. "I think you can call me Jonah," he said. He wasn't really used to being called Seiichi. Only Kaa-chan used that when she was really, really mad. And he didn't like this professor nearly enough to ask to be called Jo either. So Jonah it was. "Oh, and from Nippon." Jonah knew that the professor had already warned the class about tuning out, but he couldn't help it; he was just so bored. Finally, though, the professor was done talking, but Jonah couldn't believe that they were still being made to stay in class. Why couldn't they socialize outside? Like after she releases them from prison? But no, they had to stay apparently. Jonah groaned and just dropped his head on the desk.​

 

[Eurydice Nightray]

Eurydice wasn't really looking forward to History of Magic that much. Sure there was some interest, but it wasn't utter excitement. To be fair, the only class she was vaguely looking forward to this semester was Charms. Apparently the classes that she was looking forward most to were electives and therefore out of her reach for another two years. Shame really. And so it was with much trepidation that she will be attending HoM. She did not want to attend alone though so she had threatened Jonah with bodily harm (not that she could do much damage against him in an actual physical altercation) should he ditch her in any of the classes this week. She would have to get creative in the following weeks but that was a problem not for today.

She supposed that the professor was sort of nice. Eurydice preferred her over Professor Carter. She liked her Head of House but not her Herbology professor. It was confusing. Once she was called for attendance, she raised her hand. "I'm Eury, and I live in England," she said with a smile. The professor was right; the whole thing was boring. It was a shame, though, to not be discussing anything for today. She would have liked to hear about Merlin and the witch trials. While she was not all that familiar with either, Merlin was somewhat of a god and the witch trials - well, she may have snuck into the family library for that one. It was nice though that the professor was giving them free time, though Jonah didn't seem to share that idea. She had been trying to shake him after he had dropped his head on the desk but he refused to move even as @Professor Gabrielle Moncrieffe was coming near them since she was checking on people. "I think my cousin died," she told the professor as she continued to poke the boy.​

 

[Professor Gabrielle Moncrieffe]

Gabrielle looked over at the boy as the girl, Eury if she remembered correctly, made a comment about him appearing to have perished. "How unfortunate," she drawled, raising an eyebrow. "Would you rather we bury him on the grounds or toss him in the lake?"

@Eurydice Nightray @Jonah Edogawa

 

[Eurydice Nightray]

Eurydice nodded solemnly at the professor as she continued to poke her cousin, though she thinks that he might have flinched when the professor addressed them. Serves him right for ignoring her. "Uncle Conan should probably decide on that. Or we can always send his body back to his mom."​

 

[Jonah Edogawa]

Eury, Jonah decided, was very very mean and he never wanted to get on her bad side again. He couldn't believe she sicced @Professor Gabrielle Moncrieffe on him! He tried to ignore the two of them but flinched when his tou-chan was mentioned and promptly sat up when they said they'd send him back to kaa-chan. "I'm alive!" he said, a lot louder than he intended. He grimaced, looking at the professor. Surely he shouldn't be in trouble. It was free time. "Hi sensei," he chuckled nervously, "How's your day been?" There he was socializing.​

 

[Sayuri Edogawa]

Sayuri had been looking forward to History of Magic class until she realized that she would be having this class with Hufflepuffs. Hufflepuffs meant Jonah. And Eurydice. The worst possible classmates. Which is why she entered the classroom amidst a crowd of Slytherins and settled herself in a corner away from her family. She was not going to have them distracting her in this class. Unfortunately, the teacher had decided to do an attendance check that included an introduction. She didn't get why they needed to tell her what name to call them. They already had a list of names obviously, so why not just use that? "Sayuri. Japan," she said in quick succession to that roll call. She was heavily disappointed that they were not going to be discussing any actual history today and were instead made to engage in idle chatter, which she had absolutely no interest in. She did glare at her brother though for the small commotion that he was causing. She couldn't wait for the class to be over.​

 

[Daiki Saito]

Daiki felt like all was right in the world again. He had his best friend back, he was at school and he was going to learn magic. He was eager for it, eager to have her at his side, eager to just learn easily. It would fine, magic wouldn’t be too difficult for him and he would have a good time. Daiki was ready for the day, he hadn’t checked his bag, just assumed he had what he needed and then headed out of the dorm room and to find Kairi to see if they would have the same classes so they could sit together.

Daiki walked into the history of magic classroom and took a spot in the room. He saved the spot near to him for Kairi and waved her over to sit with him when she arrived. He glanced at the professor as the woman got started and then was telling them about her. She invited them one by one to introduce themselves. ”I’m Daiki Saito, and I was born in Japan,” he said, not offering any nicknames or changes to what he was called. Seeing no need to. The professor then went on, until all had gone and hen told them a little more about history, he took a couple of notes and then the professor was letting them just talk amongst themselves, so he leaned into Kairi and started talking to her.

 

[Kanako Kurosawa]

Kanako entered the classroom, glad this class didn't have Gryffindors in it. She took a seat, and settled in to take notes. She was surprised to hear so many students had been born in Japan. Was this the new Mahoutokoro or something? When it was her turn, she offered up the necessary information - first in Japanese, then in English: "I'm Kanako. I was born in New Zealand, but I'm Japanese." She was firm in her belief in this. True, she'd been somewhat socialised to be a 'kiwi' as the locals put it, but in her heart she was Japanese and she had been raised by her father - her otousan - that way. She wanted to talk to the others, but wanted them to defer to her - not the other way around.

 

[Professor Gabrielle Moncrieffe]

Gabrielle blinked, staring rather blankly at the boy as he raised his head and proclaimed that he was, in fact, alive and well. "Pity," she said, dryly. "I thought this would be a wonderful opportunity for us all to learn about burial rites." Her lips curved into a smirk as she gave a small nod to the two of them, and continued on her patrol of the classroom.

@Eurydice Nightray @Jonah Edogawa

 

[Kairi Kennedy]

Kairi was feeling a lot more confident with her prospects at the school now. Somehow, she just felt like everything would be alright if Daiki was around. She was feeling a lot more comfortable now that she wasn't going to be alone here, with something of a little bit of a support system. She hummed, getting her things together before walking down to the common room. It seemed like Daiki had already left, so instead she walked down to class.

She spotted him quickly, and with a bright smile she walked up and sat with her best friend. She turned to the Professor, smiling at them and pulling out her things to take notes. This class seemed easy- she liked listening. She nodded, taking a breath when they were asked to introduce themselves. "My name is Kairi Kennedy, I go by Kairi?" She offered, having never been given a nickname. "I'm from New Zealand." She felt a bit boring as she said it, but she tried not to let it get to her. She leant a little into Daiki, his warmth keeping her on track. She knew she should talk to others, but Daiki drew her attention, and she murmured a bit with him, keeping an eye on those around them and hoping for the chance to draw someone into their conversation.