Sixth Years: Lesson Six

Professor Styx doubted that he would make his students suffer for long. He was sure that they were just as tired of sitting around here as he was - even if he never sat during teaching. He remained as he always was, leaning against the desk. The students arrived on time, and this time, Styx did not shut the door. He shrugged his shoulders, "Today is about like every other class. You can choose to practice conjuring, or leave to go study. This is just in case someone wants to conjure birds, which might be disruptive." Styx looked down at the time, and then gestured with his hand. "If you wish to conjure birds, make sure to use the silencing spell. You may begin on whichever path you want to take. Use your time wisely." And with that, he let the students do as they pleased, within reason.

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Assignment: Attendance post

 

[Chaos Zhefarovich II]

It was the end of the term, and Chaos Zhefarovich the Second was thanking every higher deity that there was. He was just eager to go home. He could not wait until he would graduate and go out to do his own thing. Havoc likely had plans to keep his precious heir close, but Chaos had his own passions to follow. He just had not figured them out yet. Just Ministry was all he could think of. Then he could observe himself on how corrupt the inside was - if at all. Chaos entered the Transfiguration classroom and sat down in his seat. Professor Styx let them know that they would be studying or practicing the spells that they had learned. He did just that, as he looked over his notes. He finished up once the hour was over, and left the classroom when they were free to do so.​

 

[Emmanuel Okoye]

Emmanuel was pretty content that he had managed to resolve everything in his life. He was feeling pretty content with himself, for the first time in a little while, and felt like he understood himself far more than he had in years. There was the matter of telling his family, and dealing with the fallout of what that would be with his family. He was sure they would be understanding enough but there was just a lot. He grabbed the things he would need for the day ahead and then headed to class.

Emmanuel walked into the transfiguration classroom and took his usual spot in the room. He glanced at the professor as the man told them they would just be revising, but would be focused on revising one of the spells they had learnt - though up to them which it would be. He decided to try and practice the orchideous spell, intending to maybe conjure a few flowers for Kyon. The boy then just got to work, practicing the spell and revising a little before then the hour came to an end. He packed up and headed out of the class.