Transfiguration 1:5

[Professor Leif Odegard]

Lesson Five: Learning Flammeus Tailora (match into a needle)
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Leif was stood in front of his class, leaning against his desk as he usually did while he waited for his students to arrive. Beside him sat a large glass jar. One that normally wasn't present in his classes but would be necessary for today's lesson.

"Good morning! I know we're all excited to be working with our wands once more so I won't be doing much talking today. Let's get right to it." He started, waving his wand at the jard beside him. It floated up off his desk and into his outstretched hand. "Alright. In this jar are matches. I would like each of you to walk up to me and carefully take a match. Single file now, and don't push anyone. No trying to light them, either, or you'll have to attend your next lesson completely soaked." He told them with a wink, yet his voice was stern enough for his students to realize he was being serious.

Once everyone had a match, Professor Odegard put the jar back down and turned to the students, his own match in hand to use as a demonstration. "Today we are going to turn matches into needles. Of course we will be using the 'three tap' motion with our wand as usual. The incantation for this is 'Flammeus Tailora'." He tapped his wand in the palm of his hand three times and said "Flammeus Tailora". In the blink of an eye the match's wood became sleek metal, and the phosphorous sulfide changed into the needle's eye, perfect for threading. "It is that simple. Well, as always, I will be walking around the room as you work. If you need something, raise your hand. At the end of the class, I need you to turn your needles back in. I'll be counting them. Begin!"

Note: "Finite" is a counter-spell, not Untransfiguration, and shouldn't be used to reverse any transfigurations.

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Roleplay turning your match into a needle for full marks.

 

[Elijah Edogawa]

Eli walked into class, noticing the large glass jar on Professor Odegard’s desk. His curiosity piqued, he took his seat and waited for instructions. When the professor mentioned they’d be using their wands again, he felt a rush of excitement. He joined the line to grab a match from the jar, trying not to smirk as the professor warned them about not lighting the matches. Holding the match in his hand, he listened closely as the professor demonstrated the spell. The way the match transformed so effortlessly into a needle was fascinating, and he was eager to try it out.

Back at his desk, Eli carefully held his wand over the match, focusing on visualising the transformation just like they'd been taught. He tapped the match three times, saying "Flammeus Tailora" with as much confidence as he could muster. The match shimmered for a moment, and then, to his delight, the wood transformed into sleek metal. He examined his new needle with a grin, feeling pretty proud of himself. As he continued practicing, he occasionally glanced around the room, seeing how his classmates were doing and feeling satisfied with his own progress. He made sure to keep his needle safe, knowing they had to turn them in at the end of class.​