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The Way Wet Works [April 18th, 2018]

Complete By Professor Derrick Ackers, in Elemental Magic

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor at TallygarungaGuest
26 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

Things had taken a bit of a turn for the 'worse' in Sparky's view. Considering a first things and in order of worse to least worse? Had been the topic of teaching Water, the killer of his ambitions. Why did this even have to be an element? It was a thought that crowded into his mind! But he had to deal with it and eat that for breakfast considering he had chosen this post in the first place. At least he wasn't bad with using any of the elemental magic and transmogrifications of spells so that was something. Of course, the initial plan that had been set into mind had quickly been deterred due to the red alert dealing with what seemed to be Auror's at every single corner. Nearly, he could see some pretending to be groundskeepers peaking into the class every five seconds during some kind of false clean up inspection. 

A sigh exhausted from his as he shook his head and at least he managed to sling enough weight to have Lucy check in on him every so often just for fun and giggles. This kind of sequester was going to be a killer for his intentions with the class. As such he had to get a bit more creative than going off towards the river side bank and having people get intimate with the idea and knowledge of what water could provide and interact with plus the fact that it had been such a major compound in many things, everyday or not. The bell rang and he sat on his desk with both hands pressed on the edges of the desk, the attire he wore had actually been a long cooling robe that not only had the markings of a Professor on them but one who was named as the Head for Spencer due to his affiliation in the past and the fact he knew every trick in the book. Someone had to make sure no one got hurt too badly but still allowed for his alma mater to do what they do best. 

In the center of the classroom would be a well crafted system of an aqueduct of sorts pieced together with hard-plastic and other magical enmities to keep it flowing in a mystical appeal. This could be considered the height of watching life itself flow through various tubes, spheres, squares, and other kinds of shapes to emphasize the unique talent that the element of water held all of it culmination for it to rise up through another tube and crashing down like a waterfall and turning into a water cyclone that emptied out to begin the process anew, life begets life in the wake of destruction. 

"Come on in! Take a seat, relax! But not too much we're going to have some kind of fun today!" If he had anything to say about it, he knew this class would be an escape for many students to shake off the weight of the presence of Authority stalking about like zombies or special forces. As well as the reason that they had been placed on School Grounds in the first place. "As you sit down take a look at this here water display that I worked extremely hard on!" At least with help of his resident 'Not really a girlfriend but we're doing stuff' companion, Arti, who had been an art genius in his opinion and made this idea of his possible. "I want you all to get a good look and kind of say what comes to mind when you consider the element of 'Water', what it does, what it can do, the purpose that it holds and most importantly? The various things that it contributes towards."

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Spencer ☆ Seventh Year ☆ StudentBlackbird
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ He/Him

"Hana mo ki mo bokura mo kanashii. Sora ni mukatte nobiru shika nai~, utsumuku tabi ni bokura wa kizuku. Soshite, mata, miageru~!"

For once, Naoki found himself to be rather early to class. So he saw no fault in slowing his pace, crooning leisurely in his native tongue as he made his way to class. He turned to the main school building, slipping through the door.

Spotting the entrance to the underground hallway, he slipped into it, looking for the door to the Elemental Magicks Class. Adjusting his backpack, he opened the door, stepping inside. Seeing it was just him and the Professor, he lowered his voice, approaching his usual desk in the front row. "Nemuru anata wa kanashi sou de, warui yume demo miteru youda. Boku wa koko dayo tonari ni iryuyo, dokoemo mou ikanai."

He sat down at his desk, pulling out his supplies at setting them up, more humming then singing the last line, "How do I live without you?" He set out his journals, as well as his pens, hesitating a moment before deciding not to bring out his calligraphy set. He really needed to practice his English writing, after all.

Looking up, Naoki tilted his head, watching the water system set up at the front of the desk. It was definitely pretty, and very intricate. And then the teacher was addressing the classroom, and he was surprised to realize he'd zoned out, missing the other students arriving while he'd been looking at the display. He took a moment to jot down a (rather simplified) drawing of the set-up, before looking up to catch the questions.

Looking around, he'd raise his hand to answer. "Water makes me think of flowing, and change. It brings life back to areas without it, and comes in after destruction. Almost dead plants can be alived by getting water put on them, and humans too. It contributes to rain, and snow, and ice."

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Bourke ☆ Third Year Blackbird
13 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Tallygarunga had begun to change. There were people she didn't know dogging her steps, and she'd seen Roe get some suspicious looks. She'd almost had a stroke when he was suddenly hit by a spell and had nearly lost her voice screaming, even though he didn't seem harmed by it. She was still in a truly horrible mood, and even as Roe pulled the door to the Elemental Magic classroom open, she couldn't wipe the scowl from her face.

Roe, too, seemed rather subdued, picking up on his Lady's bad mood. He hadn't been affected at all by the spell, but it wasn't the first time those funny-smelling people had used that spell on him; it had only been the first time his Lady had seen it. But she seemed dreadfully upset, so he still his wagging tail, allowing his silky fur to brush against her hand as she wheeled herself into the classroom.

Looking around, Morgan picked a desk that looked like it would be out of the way if she sat in it. Roe pulled the chair aside, and she rolled her chair up to it, setting out her notebook. The Chocolate Lab sat beside her, staring intently at the moving water thing at the front of the classroom. Morgan pulled out a pen, reaching down to stroke Roe's fur in an attempt at calming herself down.

The teacher spoke, and Morgan looked up, taking a few deep breaths, chewing the skin on the inside of her mouth. A foreign looking student was the first to answer, and she thought on it for a moment. "When I think of water, I think of motion. It's always in motion, always moving things. It helps build up land masses by moving sediment, soil and dirt, and also helps break it down."

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Sturt Blackbird
16 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Samhain's eyes were red.

The girl's gaze dropped to the ground as she hurried to class, reaching up to wipe at her eyes. She clung to the strap of her backpack with one hand, the other clenched around a piece of crumpled parchment, with smeared ink. Her bangs covered her eyes, pressing against her glasses.

Looking up as she walked down the Underground Hallway, she saw the doorway that led to her classroom, and stepped inside. She made her way to a desk in the front row as always (she really needed to get new glasses, ones that actually helped her), putting out her supplies. Then, seeing she had time left, she rested her head on her crossed arms.


When the teacher began to speak, she looked up, moving her bangs out of her way and rubbing at her reddened eyes, wishing she'd taken a moment to stop by the bathroom and wash her face. She scowled at the letter clutched in her hand, the words written down hissing in her head, and shoved it into her bag.

She looked up, seeing the teacher gesture to the water display. It was definitely interesting, and on another day she would've been fascinated by it. But at the moment she simply remained quiet, listening to the other students throw in their answers.

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Spencer ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Guitarist/Vocalist - Local School Hero!✩ Kaitore
19 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ HE/HIM

Dread. . . This was the walk of dread every single time because this had been his most dangerous class yet. After the whole 'Burn stuff' debacle he had been trying to keep himself low and out of the sight of everyone. This had always been the lingering issue back at his old school which had been the awkward tension that circulated around the fact that his abilities were so unreliable even with the proper motion, the proper will, there seemed to be a different kind of will that existed beyond that which was himself. As the student's passed by into the classroom his eyes elevated towards the doorway and then lowered back down to settle at its center. 

There was a lot of mental preparation to take when it came to these classes and every inch of him said run, hide, play sick, do something. But those were simply excuses and even with this particular stress that weighted on his shoulders he had never been one to truly run at least not since he had arrived at Tallygarunga. He heaved a heavy sigh and then Alexander pressed into the class giving a general greeting of a wave towards the few that he passed and noticed as well as the professor. He caught the extravagant display of the water that flowed through various tubes and shapes that lined through the center of the classroom.

Eyes fluttered in disbelief but not against the fact that the class was a lot different in its display of the criteria than he would expect of a school. As he passed by Sam he pressed a gentle hand on her shoulder, at least to comfort the young girl who seemed to have been dealing with something pretty heavy. He even gave a wave towards Naoki and Morgan, not having the opportunity to actually speak to either of them with well.. Almost everything that had been going on. 

He took a seat neat to a few empty ones and lifted his gaze up at the professor as the question pushed outwards, at least for this he could do a bit of -something-. "Water. . . I'd say uncertainty, there is just something about it that can be soothing and yet unsettling all in a single motion." It was like people or a persons situation in life, always flowing and formless with infinite possibilities. This could equally be inspiring and damning in a single thought. "It contributes to progress, there are tons of ways that it had bene incorporated  due to it's form, like a water wheel."

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

Tyson had been running a bit late but not after the late bell, that much he made sure he was up and ready before that ever could be marked against his House. It had been a rough time going between school, dealing with the Dojo, and trying to connect a bit to Vi. Which he wasn't even sure what was happening with him in that regard but he knew enough that careful caution was necessary for the both of them considering the situation of where they both were at this part of their lives. That being said, Tyson was a bit tired looking but was beating pass it and really didn't need to focus too much on it.

After all, once he had entered the classroom the display of water pushing through all these various angle and with this particular setup open up his attention and mind to an highly alert mode. "Yo' this pretty slammin'." A nod of approval formed from him even if it was intensely odd sight to have at this time of the day it was definitely something that could jog awake a persons mind if they weren't expecting it to turn out this way. And yet, he felt he should have seen it coming considering exactly who the instructor was since the first term. 

After picking up a seat next to Morgan he sat his bag down and gave a light nod towards her. "Yo', wassup, Morgan and Roe." He said in a greeting giving a firm smile towards her direction. Until the professor called for their attention which required an answering to a question. "Yea, I see water as a Force. When it has you, you're at it's control it can either be nice or push you so hard that you crash and break." Enough issues happen where water is the soul perpetrator but also is what saves people, almost as if it held a will of its own under the surface of it all. "It contributes to keeping control, it helps to cool stuff off, ya know? Like if a Volcano starts to spew the moment it touches the water it's cooling off to make up some nice rock surfaces."

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Spencer ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Junior Dance Instructor★ LilyCat
18 year old Pureblood Fairy ☆ She/Her

Cassandra wasn't feeling great, and she wasn't sure what it was. There was a rash on her arm that she figured had to be from something that she'd done at some point, though he couldn't think what. Only that it burned a bit and she hadn't slept well at all the night before. As she made her way into the class, she glanced around a little blearily before her gaze fell on the water sculpture with a small smile. That was some piece of work, no doubt something involving an artist's touch, just by the way that it pieced together so many random things as though they actually fit.

The redhead made her way around the room until she reached the seat beside her husband. Wow, that was still really weird to think about, but she had the rings, and they'd said the vows, and they  had the footage from their Vegas ceremony. It was real. Once there, she dragged her chair and desk closer to his, enough so that she could lean over and rest her head on his shoulder, with her rash arm away from him.

"Change. Water is constantly changing when left alone. From rivers and oceans that are always moving and full of life, to water stuck in one spot, as it gains dust and bacteria, still creating life of it's own and changing. Water is also the only element that can change to something else, from a liquid to a solid or a gas," Cassandra said, lifting her head only a little, before sighing as she returned it to Alex's shoulder. She really felt wrecked, and had no idea why. She was pretty much never low on energy.

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Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Student/Janitor✩ Shell
16 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

Water.  Now there was an element Gerry could get behind.  She took a long look at the display, being so near the particular element already making her feel a bit calmer.  She even let a small smile of approval slip over her face as she took a seat to the other side of Alex, nudging his arm.  She was feeling well enough that she even gave a small wave to Cassandra.  Her eyes soon found themselves drawn back to the display, a variety of feeling crossing over her face before she sucked them back in, placing them back behind a look of indifference.

"It is ever flowing, changing, and while it can be contained, it will keep pushing in some way or another, eroding whatever holds it.  Water carves its own path.  It can be calm one moment, then without warning become a  storm, ready to suck you under the waves and crush.  It's also life.  Nothing can survive without water."  Water was her escape, her solace.  Whether it was the beach back in Melbourne, a bath to soak in, or the fountain in the garden...  She'd always been drawn to it, particularly when she was upset.  "It's a cause for evolution.  It's can make things grow.   Everything starts in water, in some form or another."

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Flinders ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Student✩ Shell
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Iris made her way to the classroom, the one that was odd, and seldom ever seated in a way that made sense to her student brain, but did still speak to her artistic side.  She was humming as she entered the room, unaware of much anything else that was going on.  When she opened her eyes and caught the water display from her peripherals, she froze in place, jaw dropping and hanging open as she stared in wonder.  "Gnome toes!" She said in an exclaimed whisper.  Now that was something.

She never ended up taking a seat, and the professor's words went absolutely, entirely over her head as her eyes made the slow journey from one point to the other, following the flow of water, out to see it all at once, and back through it over and over again.  It was magnificent!  Why couldn't more teachers have things like this in their classrooms?

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Spencer ☆ Sixth Year ☆ StudentPoppy
Sixteen year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

Elemental magic was one of those classes that Bertie very much enjoyed. In fact she enjoyed it so much that she was motivated too put down whatever new experiment she was tinkering with, leaving it safe in the trunk at the bottom of her bed and head off to class. Heading off, in fact, so that she would be one of the first in the room and take her normal seat near the back. She made sure to put her bag on the chair next to her; this would help deter any unnaturally friendly individuals from trying to sit next to her.

Seeing that she was not the first student in was slightly disheartening, next time she would have to leave even earlier. As more students started to filter in she turned her blue eyes to the display at the front of the classroom, her eyes following the water. To Albertine it was an inspiring element, the one she would sit in front of or in when she needed to let her mind puzzle out a problem.

In fact, she barely heard the slightly strange Professor speak when he did. It was only as she heard various students giving information on the element of water that she jumped back into the classroom.

When it was apparently her turn to speak, she cleared her throat slightly before responding “Most of ze others ‘ave expressed similar views to me. ‘Owever, I also zee water as inspiration.” She said, doing her best to tone down her obviously foreign accent.

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor at TallygarungaGuest
26 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

It seemed many had the concept, their ideas built off one another or at the very least were mirrored or relative, the one that caught his ear the most had ironically had been that of 'Inspiration.' "Oho!? Inspiration! That is something I didn't expect someone to say. Typically people think the elements of Fire or Air personify that, yet obviously, Water does too in its own way." Derrick made his way over towards the tubes pulling out a small extended stick from his robes and pointed towards a random sector that traveled along the middle of the room where the entire class could get an easy sight on to it. "The commonality that everything, even inspiration has, is the motion. This is physically and internally on a philosophical step of water itself, it's rarely ever truly 'stationary' even when held in check. The greatest asset of it is that it's also something that can take so many forms even in words." The descriptions were all various 'forms' of water in description and meaning which he had hoped demonstrated his point even further. 

"It is the mortal enemy of fire, and by extension myself!" The last part he added for a sake of comedy at least for his own amusement if nothing else. "As such a spell that comes to mind is the Water-making spell, Aguamenti. Now - that isn't the only use for it, much like every Element, it holds the capability to be used in various applications based on the users concentration, technique, and willpower. First we'll go with the easiest step just to. . . You know, get a good idea of it conceptually!" He started to make his way towards the other side of the room and moving a few scarecrow designed bundles of straw, each for one student. Taking his finger he made a traced motion which caused each of the bundled up straw-men to be caught a blaze even going as far as to offer a happy sigh as if he finally got some 'urge' out for doing such a destructive thing. 

"Oh right. . . Class, can't admire the handiwork. . ." Derrick coughed a bit and about faced to the students. "Your assignment? Extinguish these fires before we're all burned alive! I'm exaggerating." This time, or maybe, for a while until the Auror's decided their job was entirely done. Finally, taking up his wand from inside of a small little loop on his belt he began to trace a smooth motion, almost like a traced wave if one were to follow the motion. "This is the proper technique for the Aguamenti spell, er, for those that don't know it - Of course! Try not to overshoot - focus and give it what you can.

After the brief demonstration he quickly stepped off towards the side leaning on the desk but keeping himself alert incase some kind of mishap did occur. 

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Bourke ☆ Seventh Year ☆ Quidditich Player - Chaser , Muay Thai Assistant✩ Kaitore
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ HE/HIM

Tyson probably would have been taking notes if he didn't think that it'd be pointless to try and capture every word spoken. Elemental Magic had been a practical activity versus an actual legitimate course and left room of improvement and knowledge up to testing - Failure and success would be the true impact of knowledge and whether he would allow himself to get dejected or even surprised by the fact that now there were effigy's before them lit ablaze. At least he could keep the description in mind of a general sense by the summary gifted through the instructor, that would have to do for the time being until he made enough free time to jot down the information that he could remember later. 

The tips of his fingers walk along the length of his Red Oak wand before he'd take it fully within the center of his palm sliding it out of its place that hung on the loop of his belt. His arm lifted upwards as he pointed the tip of the wand forward towards one of the burning scarecrows honing his gaze forward and keeping the target in mind. He didn't want his thoughts to drift off or his will to waver in the midst of the roaring course of fire that crackled within this ears. 

A sharp inhale from his nostrils form while his hand fluidly traced through the air, aware and familiar with the spell yet it was the potential pressure and atmosphere that always seemed to add a bogged down presence when casting. Either way, he steeled himself and found that his motions were well enough while speaking out the words of the spell. "Aguamenti!" It was a jet of water that expelled out of his wand pressuring forwards in a geyser effect which coated along one of the standing strawmen. It quelled the fire in a sizzling sound when the cool wetness of water often accompanied the presence of a fire trying to keep itself alive. 

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Spencer ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Guitarist/Vocalist - Local School Hero!✩ Kaitore
19 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ HE/HIM

A sigh of dejection escaped from him and his hand weaved through the locks of black hair, there had always been things one couldn't escape in life. Aspects about themselves that were either inherently good things or inherently bad and this particular case. . . It always seemed to be the same problem with him to the point that he had started to bite on his lower lip. How many times could he curse to himself mentally before anything would change? Before the outcome could be predictable and less not? There was this sense of hopelessness of knowing that the effort placed before him would only truly have one end to it all. The best thing he could hope to do is hope that if it took the worse possible turn that someone would be fit enough to handle the catastrophe that would follow.

"Merlin's point hat. . ." Alexander whispered to himself deciding that it needed to be done one way or another, this wasn't something that he could run from as much as it was something that he couldn't embrace. It simply just was and how he dealt with it could either be to rise up to the challenge and deal with the fallout or shirk from ever trying to prove, at least to himself, that he was willing to grow and adjust. His hand snaked along the wooden wand which held no real remarkable features, in fact, it looked entirely generic as possible - Something standard for a few wizards. 

That was the risk of being so unreadable when it came to his magic even to the attention of wands!

As he raised his arm upwards his motion traced through the air - it was good one could even presume he would have succeeded with how it flowed through the air in tracing out the symbol "Aguamenti!" Even the words held a power of command behind them. It was then, however, that tragedy would obviously strike for this unlucky magical being as the fire of the scarecrow he had pointed the wand towards only engulfed in an even brighter fire than he could have anticipated as it started to grow as if started at a high level of fire magic. 

"Sonuva!" This was getting out of hand, this is what would cost him his studies academically in the long run. This was a fact he knew and in its own way, even if he tried to hide it, it stressed him how more than he would have ever admitted. He had to think fast and that was often where he adapted best at as his eyes locked on to one of the tubes of the construct that held the flowing water. It was sharpened in a way that it could be like a bucket, or a cannister made with a widened spout. Unhinging it from the display with it being filled well enough with a good depth of water he'd carry it towards the scarecrow he had only made worse.

Then proceeded to toss the water onto it as the two elements collided and the fire was doused. His head rolled along with his eyes in a slight sweat before he'd hook the piece back onto the display. Lucky enough he had timed it for when the water had always passed through giving him time and leaving little mess on the floor. 

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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year Nikki
16 year old Pureblood Centaur ☆ She/Her

Evony pushed open the door to the classroom. SHe was late for class, not by a few minutes, but by enough to have missed the opening points. It was so embarrassing to say the very least, and not how she wanted to start her academic career here in her new school. She had gotten turned around trying to navigate her new surroundings, and after a  series of wrong turns she had ended up in the wrong building altogether. She had been lucky enough to be pointed in the right direction by a helpful student who had been running late for different reasons, and after a quick dash, she had ended up here at her elemental magic class. 

"Forgive me professor for my tardiness." She said with a deepening blush on her cheeks. Without waiting for a reply she walked into the room allowing the door to close behind her, before making her way to an open spot at the back of the class. It was easier for her to stand next to the table at the back of the room so that she would not be in anyone's way with her larger body. She was careful to try and avoid anyone's gaze as she fumbled with the bags that hung over her back, placing them under the table, and pulling out her notebook and putting it on the table. From what she could see this was a water spell, and by the muttered incantations she could hear from some of the nearby students, it was Augamenti. The spell itself was used for the production of water, One could fill a glass, or put out a small flame. A small flame much like the strawmen that now burned harmlessly on all of the tables. 

Evony blinked for a moment as she looked around. How had she missed the small burning men? Clearly, they were meant to be a target for the spell so that the students could practice without having to simply fill a glass. it was a great way to inspire the proper use of the spell, creating a sense of urgency and reason for the spell. This was a spell she had studied on her own time the year before at her previous school. It had taken her a considerable time to actually learn it. 

Evony watched for a moment as the students around her cast their spells. SOme were succeeding in their attempts, causing the fires to go out and little columns of steam to rise into the air. Other were having difficulty. Some seemed to miss their mark altogether, dousing the table and even each other with water, while one student had even seemed to make the fire worse. For a moment she was about to get involved, but Alex had it under control as he grabbed a bucket of water and doused his flame. 

She looked at her own burning strawman and pulled her wand from her pocket and with a small flourish cast the spell. "Aquamenti!" She spoke clearly, though her accent made the word flow as smoothly as the water that now flowed from her wand in a small jet. It hit the strawman, causing him to sizzle and go out sending another small spot of steam into the air along with the hiss of boiled water. 

Evony smiled as she looked back to the front of the class, feeling confident that she had not missed too much.

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Sturt ☆ Fourth Year Cait
14 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

It was a little-known fact that Teddy actually liked school—or, at least, classwork. Learning was enjoyable for her. Not that anyone could be blamed for not knowing that about her. Though her course load was always challenging, and her grades—at least the paper ones—decent, she wasn’t exactly on the best of terms with most—read any--of her professors. Simple conflict of goals. They tended to want her to sit still and quiet and studious and keep her mouth shut, and she wanted anything else.

Ackers’ classes tended to be on the lower end of the painful scale, as far as such things went, and some days she even managed to keep her scathing assessments of other students’ idiocy to herself for the sake of having one less detention in a given week. This week she already had three lined up—two for general rudeness, one for fighting in the halls—so she was especially determined to keep her mouth shut in Elemental Magic.

She even managed it… for the first bit of the class. Mostly by tuning out the other kids’ answers to the professor’s questions and focusing on balancing a quill on the tip of her nose.

Things only got interesting once he set some scarecrows on fire for them. Teddy grinned, letting the quill drop onto her desk with a soft thud so that she could propel herself from her seat and head towards her fire man.

Under her breath she sang a quiet rendition of ”Goodness, Gracious, Great balls of fire,” while she tried to remember some of the finer points of aguamenti. Creation of fire, or summoning of fire from nearby? The latter would have been easier, but she was pretty sure it was the former. Lame.

”Aguamenti?” She definitely hadn’t studied the wand movement for this spell, too distracted by the three letters she’d received from her social worker about potential summer arrangements to buckle down on school work over the weekend. The resultant, pathetic splash of water from her wand was evidence of that fact.

”This is stupid,” Teddy growled. ”Sand works better on fire than water anyway, so why are we bothering with this crap?”  

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor at TallygarungaGuest
26 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

In a short span of seconds what looked to be a chaotic class of fire versus water, caused a different kind of blaze than he had expected. On one hand, Alexander, yet again, set something on fire. This far into the year he was so used to it that he had expected almost every single time if it wasn't a complete fizzle afterwards. Some of the students seemed to the succeed, others held a grandstanding miss of their own, and some decided to get more fed up than anything else. A light chuckle escaped from him as scratched at his beard for a few moments before he pushed off of the desk he had been leaning on. 

A light wink was given towards Evony as she arrived. "Oho! The new blood arrives! Hey, it's no biggie, your first time in this school you're bound to get a mix up. I'm not holding it against you or your House." Luckily for these students? He wasn't the Librarian, the woman wielded a scary whip of reprisal that even he jumped out of the way when it went a swaying to slaying. He gave a clapping ovation and slight nod. "Okay, so some of you. . . Good work, others, we'll work on it don't worry. The objective wasn't entirely to be 'perfect' but rather know that you understood the motions, the intention of the spell, and its potential. If you got that down even just theory? That's one step ahead than you probably would expect it to be.

Teaching method, unorthodox? To the furthest star from Earth, but he found that the students learned from it and responded better to it. More importantly? HE responded better to it which placed him in his natural habitat to connect. His hand rose up and pointed towards Teddy with a slight grin on his face. "You're right, in most cases? Sand would work perfectly! However, Water is a fitting point in many ways. Aside from this being the Water segment of 'Elemental Magic', the purpose was to understand the adversarial compound of Water and Fire - In some ways their cooperative aspects too.

Both of his hands pressed into his pocket as he took a stride along the dummies that were still let a blaze with a single wand withdrawn soon after. "You may come across a moment where it's cursed fire and only Water could work, maybe you come across a situation where there is a roaring blaze in a building, room, somewhere that Sand just wouldn't be a viable spell of use when Water itself as the jettison power to meet the fire faster." He waved his hand casually. "A lot of 'What if' scenarios, most of you may never find yourselves in these kind of predicaments. But the point is, to be prepared and to know that you have the knowledge to use the arsenal if needed."

Taking a cursory glance along the classroom his hands leaned against his waist. "Questions? Concerns?"

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Sturt ☆ Fourth Year Cait
14 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

Teddy wrinkled her nose when Ackers mentioned that there were cursed fires where water was the only thing that would work. She’d figured the one good thing about magic, when it came to its use against fire, would be the fact that you could conjure sand without needing to be near a source. Apparently magic had its pitfalls as well.

Not one to enjoy being wrong about anything, she sullenly pointed out, ”House fires are usually grease fires, and water’s pants against grease. You’d still be better off conjuring sand. Since we’re magical, and we can. I mean, even muggles use… weird foam shit… for grease fires”

The fact that Ackers hadn’t taken points from her for complaining about the lesson didn’t bypass her, but then, he rarely seemed to take points. It meant that she could relax a bit in his classes, which actually made it easier to learn.

For example, anger and frustration at an over-reaction hadn’t happened, which meant she actually had heard—and absorbed—the information about cursed fires. She re-focused on her next aguamenti, and managed to make a semi-decent flow of water… for a second. It reminded her a bit of blowing on the edge of a pool noodle: One sharp burst of water, followed by nothing as if her wand had dried up.

”How would you know if a fire could only be dealt with by putting water on it?” Teddy asked. ”I mean, if it can be cursed so only water can put it out, I assume it can be cursed so only something else oddly specific can work. How do you know to use water and not, say, Ogden’s finest? That’d be a way smarter way to curse fire. Any idiot can think to try water.”

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Spencer ☆ Seventh Year ☆ StudentBlackbird
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ He/Him

Naoki listened as the other students tossed in their own ideas of what water represented, writing down the ones that weren't the same as before. Inspiration, that was interesting! But he found inspiration everywhere, so why wouldn't water be inspiring?

He chuckled quietly when the man said water was the mortal enemy of himself, able to see it. the man was rather fire-y in personality, and thus water would be his enemy.

Now, Aguamenti! He knew that spell! It had been taught early on back home, so he grinned proudly and twirled his wand between his fingers. He startled somewhat when the star-men were set ablaze, but he was quick to put the flames out with the Aguamenti Spell.

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Bourke ☆ Third Year Blackbird
13 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Everyone gave their own thoughts on what water made them think of, and Morgan commited them to memory. She could see where all of them were coming from, of course, and hearing their opinions was rather interesting. At least, it would be if she wasn't in a bad mood. She still couldn't believe they'd dared to cast a spell at Roe, she wanted to talk to someone about it. They couldn't just go around tossing spells at pets willy-nilly!

And then the teacher was talking again, sharing what he thought about water. Apparently he didn't care for it much, saying it was his mortal enemy. How odd! When he set the straw-men alight, she was quick to reach down to Roe, the chocolate lab flinching from the unexpected fire, whining low in his throat. She scratched at his fur in an attempt at soothing him.

She was quick to pull out her wand, using the Aguamenti spell on the flames. Unfortunately, the burst of water from her wand was so strong that it sent her wand flying from her hand, dousing herself and her service dog. Roe was quick to trot off and retrieve the girl's wand, while Morgan attempted to dry herself off whie grinning apologetically to anyone whom she may have splashed.

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Sturt Blackbird
16 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Samhain nearly jumped when a hand was suddenly pressed on her shoulder, looking up at Alex. She gave him a strained attempt at a smile, before allowing her chin to rest on her crossed forearms, listening to the other students speaking. The answers were rather expectable, water was motion and change, who knew?

Before long, however, the teacher was talking, and she paid slightly more attention to that. He seemed to be echoing what the students said, before announcing that water was his mortal enemy. How odd.

Flinching as the scarecrows were set aflame, she fumbled for her wand. Bringing it up, she moved her wand as the Professor had, saying "Aguamenti!"

Which was rather quickly joined by a "Holy fuck!" as the flames, instead of being put out, flared up violently. "How does that even happen!?" she gasped, flinching back from the sudden blast of heat, as only a few drops of water came out of her wand.

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