Transfig 7:1

Professor Jacqueline Styx walked into her classroom with a smile. She sat on the edge of her desk until all of her students arrived. "Welcome back to Transfiguration. I know most of you, but for those of you I do not know, I am Professor Styx. I know you have your NEWTs looming at the end of the year and my goal is to make sure you are ready for them. We will cover a few new topics, but in the process of covering these, you will be revising for your exam."

Professor Styx smiled at the class then continued. "Today we are going to start with Untrasfiguration and reversal spells. Untransfiguration is returning something to its proper form. Untransfiguration is essentially a reversal spell. We will learn more about these types of spells this term," she said pausing for a moment.

Giving the students a once over, she realized that was enough talk for the day. Application of the lecture was more interesting for students. "Today we are going to work on conjuring chairs." With three taps in the air, Professor Styx conjured a simple wooden chair as a demonstration for the class. "It is not necessary to do anything complex. Just imagine a plain wooden chair. The more complicated the chair the harder it is to create," she said. There were a few she knew would want to try a more complex chair, but she hoped they would wait until they at least have a simple wooden chair first. "This is a nonverbal spell, but it is important to use the three-tap method with your wand. Now, once you have a standard wooden chair, bring it up to me, and we will test your work. Any questions?" she asked.

Seeing none, she waved her hand at them. "Have at it! You have the rest of the class to practice. I will be here if you need any help." Professor Styx moved to sit on top of her desk, watching their work intently.



RP the Lesson. Feel free to include an image.
 

Branson Archer

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Branson couldn’t believe that he was a seventh year student, he felt like his whole school career had raced on by and now he was in the final stretch of it. Well, the first half of the final stretch. He was getting ready for classes he wouldn’t do again. It was nice, he already had a light plan of what he would do and he was confident about his ability to do it. Branson hadn’t been disappointed by his lack of head boy badge, he knew that Jordie deserved it far more - though he worried that his friend would continue to take on too much. He just would have to keep an eye out, support him in everything, as much as he could. Branson grabbed the few books he needed this first day of classes and then headed to that first class.

Branson walked into the transfiguration classroom and took his seat in the room. He looked towards the professor as the woman got started. He nodded as the woman said they would be covering un-transfiguration which felt like a very complex part of magic that they should’ve covered already but clearly not. Of course in this first lesson he wasn’t going to be learning much more about it. Instead they were focusing on revising the last thing they had covered. Conjuring a chair. He watched the professor demonstrate it and then it was handed over to them to do. Branson took his wand out of his bag, and then imagined a standard wooden chair. He tapped three times and it appeared. He made sure it seemed structurally sound before he took it to the professor for her to grade. When it passed he packed up his room and headed out of the class.
 

Jordan Harris

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Jordie could feel the stress of the semester already mounting, and he hadn't even finished the first week of lessons yet. Between Ares having graduated, his failure to secure the Quidditch captain position, and his ongoing struggle in keeping his grades up, he knew this year would be rough. And that wasn't including running the Brotherhood, his prefect and Head Boy duties, the new need to write a memorable speech, and the usual chaos of band practices, yoga, his morning and evening runs, and the extra quidditch practices he didn't mean to cut back on.

Already feeling exhausted, he walked into Transfiguration, smiling tiredly up at the Professor. He smiled and moved to sit with one of his friends, needing the comforting company. The lecture bit was easy enough. He kept detailed notes, missing the chance to answer any questions, but that was alright.

Then, of course, came the actual wand work. He swallowed hard, but moved to begin practicing. He spent most of the lesson trying, but by the end of it he'd managed to conjure up a simple wooden chair. It was basic, but it was solid. He let out a sigh of relief, tossing a tired smile to the Professor before as he gathered up his things knowing he'd study a lot more later on. He headed out, biting back a yawn.
 

Lucie Vernier

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Lucie couldn’t believe she was heading into her last year at Hogwarts. It had all gone rather quickly, and when once she was one of the youngest in not only Hogwarts but her family, she was now older, and almost with the most independence she’d ever had. It was an odd feeling, but one that she also rather liked. People were expected to respect her, and even though it was Indi who had received Head Girl and not herself, she still felt a lot more superior now. For now, she had classes to attend, and so packed her backpack ready to head to them.

Lucie entered the Transfiguration classroom, taking a seat near the front of the room as the professor started the lesson. That lesson they were to be conjuring chairs, which sounded easy enough, but they were going to have to do it non verbally, which would definitely add an element of difficulty. Sighing, Lucie took out her wand when instructed and tried her best to conjure a chair. She imagined a simple one that was small in size, probably best for a child. It was light brown in colour, made of wood, and there was nothing really distinguishing about it. Despite how simple it was in her mind, it was extremely difficult to recreate physically. Eventually however, Lucie had done it, and brought it up to the front of the classroom to show the professor before leaving.
 

River Hopkins-Vance

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River knew Transfiguration was always challenging, but she absolutely adored the subject. She enjoyed most of her classes, but this one had always had a special place in her heart. Maybe it was because of what she could do, or maybe because at times it was rather challenging. Either way, she was pleased to have this class this semester. She entered the Transfiguration classroom, her blue hair up in a messy bun.

The Slytherin girl took her seat in the front of the room, smiling at the professor, almost as to welcome her back after the break. River hoped the professor had a pleasant break. Her own had been interesting enough after her sister graduated and moved out of the house. River placed her bag on the ground, taking out some note taking items as well as her wand. She organized everything neatly on her desk as the lesson began.

The professor started with a quick lecture about untransfiguration, although it was rather just the definition. River jotted this down quickly as the lesson moved on. They were kind of reviewing today, using conjuring. River felt confident enough in this area. She packed up all her note taking items, only leaving her wand on her desk.

She closed her eyes to visualize the chair. This was such an important part especially with nonverbal magic. River thought about a chair that she had seen in a coffee shop over break. It was darker wood with kind of an abstract look. It wasn't anything crazy, but the legs in the back were not the straightest and the back of the chair showed similar features. River had thought it was interesting, interesting enough that it caught her attention.

She pictured the chair clearly in her mind. She had the colour of the wood, the texture, the interesting shape of the back and the legs. She opened her eyes when the image was completely clear. Still thinking about the chair she tapped her wand three times, not saying a word. The chair appeared in front of her. She smiled happily as she walked around it. It was just how she had imagined it. She carefully, and with a little struggle, carried the chair up to the professor to show her the work that River had done. Once the professor saw the chair, River was free to go. She went back to her desk to grab her wand and her bag. With that, she swung the bag over her shoulder and left the Transfiguration classroom.

 

Weston Stirling

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Seventh year. NEWT year. Weston was more than a little terrified. OWLs had been bad enough, and those were supposed to be "ordinary." How was he supposed to survive exams that were "nastily exhausting"? At the same time, he was also looking forward to his classes, especially Transfiguration. They had learned a bunch of cool spells last year, and there didn't seem to be nearly as much theory now as there had been in the lower level classes. He only hoped that this year would bring even more exciting spells.

Weston was relieved to hear that Professor Styx would be helping them revise for NEWTs. He needed all the help he could get. He was a little disappointed to hear that they would be focusing on reversal spells. That didn't sound nearly as exciting as conjuring. Thankfully, it seemed today was going to be spent doing more conjuration spells. Weston watched eagerly as Professor Styx demonstrated the spell before grabbing his own wand. He wasn't that good at nonverbal spells, but maybe he could make this work. He tired to imagine the coolest chair he could think of, a solid gold throne with velvet cushions, and tapped the air in front of him three times. Nothing happened. Weston kept working at the spell, and it wasn't until the end of class that he finally managed to conjure a rather ugly, bright yellow, plastic chair-shaped object. There was a thin layer of fuzz covering the seat and back. It wasn't nearly as grand as the throne he had envisioned, but at least it looked like a chair... kind of... Maybe he should have started off with something simpler.
 

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