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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor at Tallygarunga✩ Kaitore
26 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

The year had been rounding around the corner in completion faster than he had expected. In his own mind Derrick had just been teaching the beautiful and wonderous effects of fire just yesterday and yet that couldn't have been so. Because now it was the fourth term which meant he needed to touch up the element of Earth to send the students off on a full curriculum. Something that they could mark up in their resume of completion - it was pretty important knowledge to hold especially for those that chose to go into the Auror profession where being well-rounded through the use of Elements would come in handy. 

This much like certain elements required a certain environment that could withstand the potential upheavals that came with the element of Earth. As such the class was once again held outside out in an opened field not that far from the school and like usual he had everything prepared for each student that had been in his class. Rather  there had been two aspects towards this particular exercise, one which involved a couple of strong medium sized rocks that had big red X's painted on the face of them. A clear sign that they were intended to be targets for something impactful but littered around each rock had been patches of scorched ground. 

Someone had gotten a bit too happy with a fire spell or several of them. Both of his hands delved into the pockets of his jacket as he turned around to face the students that may have started to arrive. "Hello, hello! Welcome to your first day of the Fourth Term with Elemental Magic - you all came a long way and I gotta say. . . I'm pretty proud! You've showed your talent and willingness to learn with little judgement and dear I say a. . . Unique care for your fellow man and occasional stuffed animal." He knew that Iris certainly wasn't happy with the Term one exercise choice that being stuffed animal for her to set a blaze. He did start to wonder how that tinder-fur had been. . .  

"Gather around and listen up because this is going to be when I put to practice your ability to truly manipulate an element to change its 'intention' so to speak." He had hoped they had been keeping up with their studies as well as the various styles of Elemental spells that had been documented thus far. "Earth - It is an element with many capabilities much like water. It is a life giver and a violent element when put to the test. Yet it offers something that the others to seem to really have which is defensive capabilities which can withstand much if the right amount of magic and thought is put into the spell. Today? We'll work on all three but the first two being the offensive capabilities and the nurturing aspects.

Derrick made his way towards one of the medium rocks as his leg lifted up and he pressed the sole of his shoe just on top of the head of it. "These X's are your target, I'm not asking for exact precision really just to give you something to focus and hit - which is the rock. With another rock that is conjured out of your wand." He removed his own wand and traced it through the air slowly to show the class and spoke out a few words then aimed it towards a nearby rock as a medium sized ball started to form and rotate rapidly as it built up the size of a basketball and propelled forwards only to smash forcibly against the rock. 

"Controlling your focus to be strong and firm - withstanding. It is that force in your desire that will help you out in this particular element."

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

Long. 

That was one way to put just how chaotic the school year had been in the Elemental Magic class from his personal perspective. While he wasn't against exploring and trying something new to see how it would work, there had been this underlying feeling that perhaps things were often taken beyond new and into the territory of 'Should this even be a technical curriculum? Of course, he couldn't say that there had been knowledge lacking from what had been given to take from even if it had been much more punch in the face or maybe it could be considered akin to a fire in the forest?

Either way he stood there listening to what seemed to be a year end review in a summary while the basic understanding for this current courses focused had been delivered. "Earth, eh? Yea, this is gonna be ea-" Tyson clamped his mouth shut quickly before the sentence could finish and his eyes drew towards the pointed out and marked rocks that had been used as a demonstration by the professor. Easy, not today and part of him would have been disappointed if it had been too easy. That had only be tacked on with the fact they'd need to convert the intention of the spell so that it could facilitate the needs addressed. 

"Yo'. . . Did someone take a torch to these patches?" He spoke in a light murmur, a rhetorical question intended for the self as he examined the scorched ground. The consideration on if it mattered or not did cross his mind but it hadn't been the point of the lesson which meant he probably should stick to what he could actually get out of the class. A hand delved into the inside of his pocket as he withdrew the wand protected on inside in a stitched in holster. 

Taking the time to align the tip of his wand with the target before he even attempted to trace out any form. 

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Bourke ☆ Fourth Year Kirupachi
14 year old Pureblood Veela ☆ She/Her

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

Samantha had woke a bit too late that morning, and as a result she found herself rushing from the Bourke common area to the Elemental Magic classroom through the sea of people flooding the halls all over campus so they would seek out and enter their own classroom. The clumsy fourth year hastily excused herself through the students, clutching her supplies bag as she made her way down to the Eureka underground hallway. She couldn't help but sigh out in relief when noticing the students were still slowly walking in to the class, meaning she barely made it in time. Slowing her pace, she entered the room, sat down near her fellow Bourke classmates and sighed in relief.

"Good morning, Mr. Ackers!" Samantha greeted her teacher with a wide smile before he spoke, having regained her breath. As he continued speaking she retrieved her notebook, class book, pen and wand, setting them all neatly atop the desk she shared with a fellow house colleague. It was time to pay attention, lest she cause another accident due to distraction like it was usual for her. Nevertheless, she was excited for the start of the fourth term.

Listening intently to her teacher's words, she stood close to the lecture as requested made quick shorthand notes like Keira taught her to as he spoke - not that it was needed, it was material hardly of note just yet, but she knew she had to be safe. Notes aside, there was always that voice in the back of her head reminding her that she'd probably mess up the first thirty times, but that just meant that she just had to do it thirty times to get it right and that was that. And that's what she'd do.

She went back to her desk to set her book down before returning, taking her place among the students trying out the spell. She tried to ignore her own nervousness. She spoke the incantation, moving her wand in the same pattern the professor had done it just a few moments before. However, just like she expected, the spell fizzled out almost immediately.

Her nose wrinkled, but she didn't seem deterred - it was par for the course at that point. She'd just stay with her target and keep practicing until it worked! Hopefully she didn't create any unintended, dangerous side effects to all the experimenting. 'Strong and firm. Focus!'

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Sturt ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater/SeekerKirupachi
16 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

Blasted Tallygarunga sorting system. Blasted Sturts. Blasted Australian backwards weather. Her skin wasn't meant to survive two summers in one year!

Rachel was in a very bad mood, and was in dire need of a pick-me-up. She wouldn't normally think of any class on Earth as such, but she had to admit - Elemental Magic had always been her favorite, hands down. If she had to scout anything out prior to aptitude examinations due to being away from so long, that was the one to go to. Hopefully Tallygarunga's would be half as fun as Ilvermorny's.

She didn't really have to be in these classes at all, so she was in no rush - taking her time through the halls to make sure to memorize them so not to get lost (provided she didn't move out before she even got a chance to comb through the premises), she didn't seem to be in any hurry as she waded through the many students of that institution. Some girl rushed through her exclaiming something she didn't really process, rushing towards the same general direction Rachel herself was headed to. 'Gee. Firecracker up her arse or somethin'?'

It didn't take her too long to reach the classroom. She slid in as inconspicuously - at least, as much as someone with bright orange hair could. She didn't really care to sit down with her colleagues, just sitting down in the back row, in the first seat she found empty. She didn't seem to be carrying anything past that gnarled wand she was lightly twirling between her calloused middle and ring fingers. She looked pretty bored, but semi-payed attention to what the teacher was saying. "Violent? The fuck?" She muttered to herself, it being barely audible to surrounding students. Her brows furrowed slightly as she spoke, incredulous. 'That's like callin' a pen a weapon because it can stab people... There are offensive spells but it ain't violent, ya eejit...'

She stood just enough to be able to peek past the shoulders of the students in front of her to check the incantation. 'Child's play. Picked the wrong day.' She sat back down, deciding to amuse herself by watching fellow students fail miserably. She never missed being in a classroom all that much, no, but she'd be lying if she didn't say magic accidents didn't make her day.

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

Cassandra hadn't really wanted to go to class - hells, she didn't want to go to any classes. But after her talk with Alex and acknowledging that she was indeed on the last legs and may as well see this last few weeks or so out, she used his suggestion of getting a fake wand. Essentially it was just a stick, but somehow, she felt more kinship to that than she had with her actual wand. Whatever that was about. She'd not really thought  much about it. The important thing was getting through the end of the year without a. anyone suspecting that she was pregnant, or b. anyone finding out that she was anything more than the halfbreed that some of them were aware of.

Arriving at Elemental Magic though, she at least managed to feel a little relaxed. This was one subject she thought that she could at least get something out of, even if she couldn't really use the spells that the others used. Nature was something she had felt more and more in tune with since the 'veil' had been lifted, so to speak. The change from her  body having been trapped within the belief that it was something else, to becoming more in tune with the world was a strange one indeed.

Still, distracted was another term that easily applied to her, even in a subject that she was at least a bit interested in still. She barely paid much attention to anyone else in the class, at least until she heard an Irish accent and wondered if she'd spoken and not realising. But nope, it was another redhead, a new girl, someone that caused Cass to study them a moment as though trying to place something. Her attention drifted away again just as easily, however, with the demonstration from the teacher, and she pursed her lips. That didn't seem too difficult, right?

Without a word, the young woman began to trace her 'wand' in the air, lips moving as though she was silently reciting the spell. In reality, she was reaching out to sense the rocks, and then spreading her senses further to the earth around them, using that to get a feeling for what to create. It felt draining, strange, but she did manage to get a solid ball, which she then flung forward. Except, as soon as it made contact, it exploded into life! A tree grew from the ball of earth, embedded into the rock, moss and flowers suddenly growing and blooming over the stone, and she hunched her shoulders as she tried to kind of step back and just silently wish that she could vanish right now.

"Uh, whoops..." Cass mumbled quietly, lifting a hand to rub at her long red hair.

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

It was his own pep-talk that ended up having him show up to class, why he even still attended was beyond him at this point. Was it just to help gain points for Spencer in order to not screw them over? To prove to himself that 'maybe things will work out this time?!' for him? He wasn't sure if anyone understood or grasped how tired he often got with being the person whose -expected- to cause a blunder. Even with a trained form, even with studying on end to make sure he mentally engraved what he needed into his mind. Alexander sighed as he weaved a hand through his hair. 

He gave a casual wave like usual to the student body. Not willing to let the internal conflict show, if he expected himself to mess up then his magic would most likely make it happen faster. Unable to capture the words spoken by what seemed to be a new student in the class, she was new, right? Had he not been paying attention enough in class that he was missing students now? Alex shook his head to try and clear that thought and focus on the lesson at hand. 

Like usual he kept his ears opened to the summary of what the term had been about and then the instructional piece on how the formation of such an element should be shaped. It had to be quite the stony approach in every aspect. Instead instantly trying replicate the incantation's tracings he'd wait for a moment and watched each student give their own attempt and go. What made him wince had been Cass's own bumble or sorts, something he didn't expect to actually see occur. "Hey, hey. Messing up is my scene get your own." It was spoken in a light jest to help her not feel potentially embarrassed. 

His hand lifted up his own 'wand' and traced it in the air carefully, meticulously as he had watched it down while repeating the phrase. Channeling that inner will at a more careful pace, refusing to rush the process. It at least made the chances better but in this particular case it didn't seem to help, a single rock seemed to propel but it dropped like well. . . A rock not even getting half way through the air. 

"Well. . . If nothing else, I'm consistent. . . ?"

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Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor at Tallygarunga✩ Kaitore
26 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Woo~ Slow down there, Sam. Good morning to you too. You didn't need to rush to class that fast, we weren't burning anything. Sadly." Derrick's gaze lowered as if he had been instantly dejected by this fact. There really needed to be more 'Burn stuff' segments that he'd need to institute randomly through next year. Something that could truly satisfy him. His attention shifted back to the student body. It seemed there had been someone new that slipped into class. He'd have to make sure to get proper introductions done, opting to not call Rachel out in front of the class. 

Can't go embarrassing students, yet.

Of course, like usual there were the few that seemed to get it first go, those that needed to give a bit more -oomph-, and then. . . The handful that just botched every time with no way to make a proper recovery. He wished he could say things had gotten better that particular area but it didn't seem as positive progression had been made to avoid the low-intensity in the spells since the beginning of the year. That didn't bold well for proving that any student could get a grasp on the content and even more so now that a newer issue occurred that hadn't before. 

One of the students whom usually did well in the casting made a blunder of a tree. "Well. . . I guess. . . Technically the tree is the nurturing aspect?" He tried to aim for the positive angle of this mess up. After all, everyone had been allowed one major mess up even if it did fit one of the requirements of the classes course work choice. "Now, don't worry, we still have a whole other portion to try! All the fun in magic, am I right?" He walked over towards one of the scorched portions of the ground as he knelt down and pressed a hand through the scarred earth. 

"As our resident red-head Student has shown, Earth can create a form of life. If you ever travel or witness severe fires you'll find that at times the ground itself is badly damaged. Maybe to the point of being incapable of providing for itself." With his hand still wrapped around the wand he'd make a smooth motion towards the charred expanse as a green aura resonated from the tip of it and spewed out across the small area. It was a charm designed to reverse the process of the damage. "If you're a good person or plan to go into a preservationist job then this spell will help you to reinvigorate what once was. Maybe not create something. .. Entirely out of tree and flowers from a rock. . . But, hey, It's just as good." 

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Bourke ☆ Fourth Year Kirupachi
14 year old Pureblood Veela ☆ She/Her

Samantha was about to trace her wand in the requested manner a second time when a literal tree sprouted into existence just a few feet away from her. It frightened her in its suddenness, and she wound up stumbling backwards, taking support on the desk her backside had eventually bumped into. She sighed out in relief, and her hands pushed her off the wooden furniture.

"I'm sorry..." She apologized to whomever she happened to bump into on the way, bowing her head slightly in shame. That was careless, she should be more alert! 'Come on, Sam, you heard Professor Ackers. Focus! Not 'be a scaredy cat', girl!'

After a deep breath, as well as the teacher's explanation, she straightened her posture and stepped forward again. She maneuvered her wand as required, recited the incantation, focused... And watched what seemed like a small pebble form before her eyes. It wasn't a nicely-sized rock, exactly, but it was something! She was making progress!

The visible sigh of relief and happiness in her face was all it took for the spell to backfire, however. Her focus broke, and instead of the pebble flying in the direction of the large rock, it hit her forehead square in the middle. She reflexively clutched the now sore area, wincing as the offending object clattered on impact with the ground below. "Ow..."

On the bright side, at least it wasn't a full grown rock.

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Sturt ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater/SeekerKirupachi
16 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

Like moth to a flame, the accidents started immediately in the magic class and Rachel's gaze was trained on every single one of them. The first accident was quite spectacular, in fact. She watched two rocks collide to form a tree. "Damn." She was rather impressed, and nodded in approval. A happy accident in her point of view. She sort of wished she could replicate it.

Some rocks didn't make it to the location, some rocks didn't form, some failed the target completely. Some weren't even rocks! Most mistakes were pedestrian in her eyes, until some girl managed to completely reverse the trajectory of her spell in mid air and hit herself in the forehead with it.

Rachel immediately snorted, and covered her lips with a closed fist. "Hah, boom, headshot!" She commented to herself, hopefully not loudly enough for it to be heard at the head of the class - but, did she care, really?

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

Tyson's mouth dropped agape for a moment as he spotted the sudden sprouting of a tree. "Yo. . . Word." What else was he to say to that kind of a thing? That was much more impressive than things one would normally see around here from a student. He was at least glad that he hadn't started to try and cast his own spell during that period or he might have been distracted slightly, much like Samantha it seemed. A head shook from him as a smile curved at his lips and he walked over towards her and placed a hand just on her shoulder. "Ay, it's all good, Sam."

His gaze turned towards the center of the brunettes forehead where the pebble had smacked right dead-center. A winced expression exposed from him just from looking at the potential knot that may have grown from it. "Yeowch, looks like that smarts too." With a trained wave of his hand he'd trace the tip of his own wand through the air and pointed it towards her forehead. The tip would pulsate a soothing light which would begin to ease the pain away and reduce any potential swelling behind it. A very helpful technique that's often used by the Quidditich players on his team for minor scrapes and bruises.  

Then he'd turn towards the target and lifted up his wand to an even level. "Aight, it's a bit rough but don't take it too hard, yea? Can pace through it - let ya' concentration build up." In adept tracings he'd mark the area without rushing or going too fast. More so to let Samantha see him honing his concentration a bit more, he knew she had the talent to handle Water and Fire exceptionally well. That probably meant she had incompatibility issues due to the opposing elements. Probably something he'd need to talk to her about later.

Suddenly a thick rock started to form and rotated slowly at first as it began to grown and then started to increase in speed as well as size until it cumulated into the size of a typical ball. Then jettisoned away from the wand at a vast speed and smacked harshly against the marked target, shattering completely soon after as if the spell hadn't been casted in the first place. Only smaller shards littered along the grass.  

"We can go through it a couple of times outside of class, yea?"

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