- Messages
- 358
- OOC First Name
- Jasmine
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- pansexual
- Wand
- Straight 12 Inch Unyielding Beech Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 9/2033
It had been a few days since the worst lesson Stella had ever attended, and she couldn't stop thinking about it. She was still seething. What the professor had said was ridiculous, it couldn't be true; it contradicted science entirely, and didn't make any sense, even if it hadn't. And as if that wasn't bad enough she had insulted the very concept of science itself. She had enjoyed Professor Harrington's Astronomy lessons up to this point, which made it all the worse. If Professor Castor, with all her inaccurate 'facts' and contempt for science, had said such things Stella might have expected it. Now both of them had made attempts to invalidate the whole of science, which were patently hypocritical; most of the material they'd taught Stella had read in muggle astronomy books. She'd thought Professor Harrington was better than that. Stella wanted to challenge the nonsense they'd ben told in class, and make a complaint about these remarks about science, which were just as hypocritical as Professor Castor's, since both professors' classes consisted largely of teaching scientific information. So she waited until she was calm enough to at least try to have a civil discussion about this, and then she screwed her courage to the sticking place and came to voice her objections. She tapped on the door of Professor Harrington's office and stood nervously outside waiting for a response.
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