Third Years, Lesson One

Third Years, Lesson One: The Limits of Transfiguration
Edward stood at the front of his desk as his new third year students trickled in. He greeted each one with a nod or a quick greeting. Once the last student had taken their seat, he used his wand to close the door. Then he directed his wand toward a piece of chalk resting near the blackboard. The chalk began writing words across the board as he turned to address the class.


Gamp's Laws of Elemental Transfiguration: Limitations

"Good morning, third years. My name is Professor Edward Pirrip and I am your new Transfiguration professor. I will be your Transfiguration professor until you enter fifth year so we should spend the first few minutes getting acquainted, I'm going to call your name off the register and I would like you to let yourself be known and just tell me something about yourself, doesn't have to be long." He said, calling out names one by one. Once that was done, he moved on. "Okay moving on, today's lesson is going to be heavy on writing and theory, but its absolutely one of the most important Transfiguration topics you will ever cover. I encourage you to work as hard as you can because it'll all be worth it when you get to the practical work." He said because they needed to learn the theory before they'd truly master Transfiguration. "So, let's get started. Today we'll be looking at limitations within Transfiguration. What can't we do? Well, there's five specific categories: Food, Wealth, Knowledge, Love, and Life. These are known as Gamps' Laws."

"I'm sure by now you're all aware that, while magic makes it seem like we are capable of doing anything, magic too has its limits. Like how magic is not capable of bringing back the death. We can foresee death and perhaps even prolong it, but nothing can reverse death, sadly not even Transfiguration." He stopped, glancing at the students faces to find some were dismayed, whereas others knew this already. It could be a bit of a heavy topic for young students.

"This next one is a bit obvious." Edward continued, wanting to move on from the subject. He couldn't have their thoughts lingering on it for too long, that wouldn't be good for them. "You cannot use magic to gain knowledge. There's no way to pluck something out of a book or thin air and embed it into your brain. Knowledge, I'm afraid, will have to be gained the old-fashioned way. Which is why all of your professors probably push you to start studying for your exams on time." He informed them with a wink, sure some of his students would be disappointed by this information.

"Next on our list may come as a bit of a surprise to some of you, but food is unable to be created. You can summon it if you know where it is, and are able to duplicate existing food, but creating it from nothing is impossible. Your meals every day don't simply appear out of thin air. It's all prepared by the house elves and summoned to your plates." Edward explained,. "Imitations of food can be conjured, objects that look or smell similar to what you'd expect it to, but lacks any nutritional value. It will never truly feed your body."

"Another commonly surprising fact of limitation is the inability to create Love. That is, true love. You've all heard of love potions, I'm sure. However, a love potion does not create love. It creates an intense infatuation which is very far from what genuine love would feel like. Someone under the influence of a love potion would do anything for the person they're infatuated with, but they'd never truly love them. Love potions are unhealthy and dangerous."

"And lastly, we are unable to gain wealth or quality possessions by magic. Gold, for example, is nearly impossible to create without the use of external influences, such as a Philosopher's Stone, which alchemizes rather than transfigures. Even then, we know very little about it."
He explained, "It's not impossible to turn metals such as lead into gold, muggles can even do it with a particle accelerator and billions of dollars. However, this process is less efficient than using a Philosopher's Stone, the creation of which Nicolas Flamel took to the grave."

"Certain things are resistant to transformative magics. For instance, Circe was well known for transfiguring sailors into swine. Pigs, being so unmagical, are difficult to transfigure, which makes Circe's abilities particularly impressive. It is theorised that gold particles are similar in this respect."
He added, pausing to allow students to make their notes. "Like food, you could duplicate galleons fairly easily. However, magical systems are in place to detect whether any money used in shops or the like is real or an imitation, so I wouldn't waste time bothering with that. We also can't simply lavishly furnish our homes with magic. If we could, we wouldn't have much use for money in the first place. This isn't to say it's impossible to conjure something out of nothing, but the things you conjure are never permanent."

Edward took a breath, almost tired of talking. He was sure his students had gotten tired of listening too, hoping they had at least managed to write down the most important aspects of what he was saying. "So. Some of you might think, what can you do? With Transfiguration, we can change what we already have, living or not. As for the rest of its capabilities, that's simply something you'll need to find out as the course progresses, so stay tuned. See you next week!"



Homework: RP attendance! Tag @Professor Edward Pirrip if you would like me to interact with your character! For extra credit, have your character take notes on the lesson, bonus points if you make Edward laugh in the introductions.
 
Everything really seemed different than it should have been. Addison realized that it would take more time to get used to not only the new school, the new language, and the new professors. She arrived earlier for transfiguration because she was afraid of being late finding her way to class. Therefore, she was one of the first to arrive first. She sat down in the front rows. She took out her notes and quill pen from her bag, but put her bag on the floor and waited for the lesson to begin.

As soon as the lesson began, Addison caught every word that the new professor said. She wrote everything down, but it was quite difficult after all that French, as she seemed to not understand some of the words that were said and still tried to catch and write everything down. By the end of the lesson, Addison put all her things in her bag, said goodbye to the professor and thanked him for the lesson, then left the classroom.
 
Cyrus had enjoyed his break. He had been creative and had written quite a bit. He'd spent a lot of time writing poems about Kairi and it seemed to have helped him get over the crush he had on her, though he still thought the Hufflepuff was very pretty. He had enjoyed his time with Magne too and was glad the two of them were friends. He hadn't left his first year at Hogwarts with many friends (or any), so this was definitely an improvement. He had quite a few now, which made him happy.

The Ravenclaw made his way to fifth floor and headed into the Transfiguration classroom, taking a seat near the front but not entirely at the front. They had a new professor in this subject and he introduced himself as Professors Pirrip. They were all called to introduce themselves, but Cyrus didn't really have anything interesting to say so he just said which month he was born in, which wasn't really that interesting. The professor then started on a lecture about Gamp's Laws. Cyrus made sure to take notes on the limits of transfiguration magic, writing down all the things you could not do with magic. It was odd, but it made sense too. He just wondered how it all worked. How would the magic stop you from making food if you could conjure plants or animals? He wasn't sure how that worked, but maybe he was thinking too much about it. The lecture was fairly long, but Cyrus thought it was interesting. He finished up his notes when the lesson was over, then left once they were dismissed.
 
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Rosalind really wasn't sure about transfiguration but she was here now. There was evidently a new professor, she noted, and when he introduced herself the surname seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn't quite place it. Oh well. They were then called upon to introduce themselves, so Rosalind did so. "Hi, I'm Rosalind and I'm only here because my dad said this class is important," she said honestly. She then started taking notes as the professor began the lesson in earnest. It was actually interesting today (transfiguration wasn't always) and she learnt quite a bit. It was stuff her dad had touched upon before, but in more depth, so she appreciated that. That love couldn't be imitated properly, even by magic, made Rosalind feel a bit dreamy. Maybe she should write a poem about that and show Cyrus. She made a note to herself, and as the lesson wrapped up, packed away her supplies, readying to leave.
 
Magne was so ready for the new year, he had had a good time with his family, not really having to worry about classes or school. He had enjoyed being out on the water and enjoyed just being able to spend time with his parents. He had spoken english the whole time, even as much as he wanted to not, knowing it was better for him when he did. He was hoping to not lose it in the same way he had in other breaks. He thought it had worked well. He was getting himself together, grabbing books and notes and then headed out of the dorm and to his first class of the day, ready and raring to get started.

Magne walked into the transfiguration lesson and took his usual spot in the room. He looked to the new professor at the front of the room as the man got started. At the call of his name, Magne answered. ”I’m Magne, yeah, and I’m greek,” he said. His accent was still very heavy, though his english was much better than it had been. He then listened as others spoke, before the professor then moved on to what they’d be covering, the limits of magic. He took his quill and began taking notes. They probably weren’t the best, he still did struggle with that. But he kept trying to do better with it. But he was glad when the lesson was wrapped up. He packed up his things and left the room.
 
Sunday wasn't really sure what she wanted to do with her life at the moment. There were a lot of ways she could go, but short of trying to be the Minister, how could she get out of Monday's shadow? But would that even make her happy? She was a bit torn on it, and had decided instead to just focus on her interests this year and see where they might take her.

Determined to throw herself into things, no matter what her wand thought, Sunday braided her long hair, straightened out her uniform, and packed her bag with precision before walking to class. She was not excited for Transfiguration- but she'd be damned if this subject got the better of her.

She settled in, pulling out her parcment and ink, determined to take proper notes. Maybe a better understanding of the subject matter would help. She considered her answer before speaking up as she was called. "My name is Sunday Weeks. I'm determined to master this class." She offered with a careful smile.

She was getting better at keeping the notes in time, and had finished her work just as they were dismissed. Feeling pleased with the first lesson, at least, Sunday carefully put her things away before heading back out again.
 
Another new professor to get used to, this time in Transfiguration. Alana hadn’t much of an opinion of Professor Odegard, she knew he was well liked by a lot of her peers and other than him being generally well meaning and cheerful, Alana didn’t get it. She made her way into the classroom and settled into her seat, giving her full attention to the new Professor Pirrip. She recognised the name, wasn’t that the name of the new Gryffindor Quidditch captain? She hadn’t paid that much attention to the other teams as the season hadn’t started yet, but she was sure it rung a bell.

Professor Pirrip informed them the lesson would be heavy on writing and theory, which she didn’t love. Alana took out a roll of blank parchment and started taking notes on the limits of Transfiguration as the professor laid out. Some of them seemed like common sense, some were a little more surprising, like food. Alana swore her mother could make food appear from nowhere but that clearly wasn’t the case. She finished making her notes and when the lesson was over she packed everything up and made her way out of the classroom.
 
Sofi was so glad to be back at Hogwarts, back with her friends and sleeping in a warm comfortable bed again. She wasn't sure if it was normal or not to feel more at home at Hogwarts than at actual home, but she certainly did. She entered the Transfiguration classroom and took her seat. She introduced herself shyly, then listened to Professor Pirrip talk about Gamp's Law. It was wordy and Sofi took a lot of notes. It seemed a shame to have all these restrictions but it did answer her question why wizards still had to work, study, buy things and cook food. At the end of the lesson, Sofi finished her notes then left the classroom.
 

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