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Date:
February, 2019
Season:
Summer
School Status:
Tallygarunga: Term One, VMU: Summer Break

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Professor Teaching Staff ☆ Wandless Magic ProfessorTecri
28 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her/Hers

Tag:   class students                 Date:                    OOC Notes: 

This was going to be Andrea’s first class at that school and she had every reason to be nervous; teens were overall unpredictable and then there were those who were stubborn and wanted to do the things their own way, she had nothing against her students trying to find new ways, but only after they master the spell. She had no idea what the previous teacher had taught them, but she assumed trying the basic spells was the best.

She had a printed sheet with all the easier spells, she assumed everyone already knew how to make the easiest and simplest of spells by using a wand, so they shouldn’t have a problem doing them without one. “This is going to be one hell of a rollercoaster…” she thought to herself as she put small chests on the table, all the chests were locked and unlocking and locking locks were the easiest spells to make without using a wand, it made sense start with those. She wrote on the board the name of the spells they were going try.

Andrea sat on the table, one leg over the other and rested her head on her hand, she watched over the empty tables as she waited for her students to show up, she had a list of the students enrolled on and for a moment she regretted ever applying for the position. She glanced over the rest of the paper sheets on her table with detailed information about how to perform said spells. Wandless magic was volatile and hard to control, it was a type of magic that was beyond comprehension to some witches and wizards, hopefully, everyone in this class had some aptitude to it or it was going to be chaotic. She just hopped nothing bad happens to anyone.

As the students entered the classroom she got up and watched them get inside, she wanted everyone to be there, so she wouldn’t have to repeat the same thing twice, but that was always going to happen. “Good morning everyone. My name is Andrea Riverpond and I’m your new wandless magic professor.” She announced before looking at the list of the students. “Wandless magic isn’t an easy subject, is highly volatile so I’m expecting all of you to pay attention to details.” She said, crossing her arms and looking at everyone in the classroom. “We’ll be doing easy spells today. Any questions?” 

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Sturt ☆ Nature Reserve HelperKirupachi
16 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

The school year had just started and Chloe already felt overloaded with work and chores. Twelve subjects (her mistake), four sports (also her mistake), the nature reserve (could that be considered a mistake?), and her mother decided to periodically enlist her in teaching the Muay Thai class that she practiced once a week. Needless to say, the Sturt was absolutely exhausted and wanted nothing more than go back to the dormitories, cuddle up with Frost and sleep.

But, no. She had to do what she had to do. And it was time for that year's first Wandless Magic class.

She sat down in her usual seat near the front of the class, not having bothered to bring any materials - no wand was needed so it stayed in its holster, and there was no assigned book to the subject, as far as she was aware. "Good morning." She responded on auto-pilot as the teacher introduced herself, not presenting any question whatsoever. Though she couldn't help but wonder if they'd all have to introduce themselves for the umpteenth time that week, as most teachers were fond to do as means of keeping new students up to speed.

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Sturt ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team BeaterKirupachi
17 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

It had been just a few days since class had started and Rachel was already bored out of her mind. The year and a half off boon that she had had back in Canada made her completely forget that she actually hated to sit through classes. She'd pay attention, sure, but that didn't mean she had to like it. At least she only needed a class once-over to retain all that she needed to in order to pass with flying colors. She'd probably have shot herself by then if she actually bothered to study most materials the school taught.

Sitting in the back of the class, the Irish lass crossed her arms under her chest and her legs under the table. "Cheers." She responded in greeting half-heartedly. No questions from her, she just wanted to get things done and over with. 'At least a class like this is usually accident palooza. Here's hopin' somebody stirs up some funny shit, for everyone's sake...'

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Flinders Kirupachi
15 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

For as much as Meadow truly detested the holidays with every fiber of her being, one thing about them was undeniable - it was because of them that she managed to stay at the top of the class. Taking the time to avoid bad parenting by diving into school books and practicing, she was in for a huge headstart as always. It made the start of a very stressful year (the SPIDER exam was approaching after all) more seamless and stress free. And Merlin knew she needed all the patience she could get to deal with the likes of Travis and Remi on a daily basis.

The Flinders sat roughly in the middle of the classroom's available seating. She knew that they'd soon have to rise from their seats, but she wanted to avoid being the first in line for whatever exercise this teacher would have them do.

She did a double take when she did look at the teacher, the temporary shock muting any sort of greeting that she might have uttered. 'What the hell? What's with the teaching turnover rate in this school...?' That week alone, it was the third new teacher she had ran into. What was going on...?

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Bourke Kirupachi
16 year old Halfbreed Dhampir ☆ She/Her

Oh boy. Danielle did not like the attendance numbers in that classroom. Not one bit.

The Dhampir had arrived a bit early. It was a tactic she had developed over the course of the week to keep herself from panicking in the halls - get in earlier so to avoid the student bottleneck, and gradually get used to the crowd filling the room as they entered one by one to attend their classes. What she had failed to take into account, however, was that there were a select few subjects that enjoyed a healthy popularity within the student body. Wandless Magic was one of them.

Crud.

She tensed up when a redhead sat next to her. She had picked the far left corner of the room to be in - a clear view for everyone else, and less people to sit around her. But there were people everywhere, to such an extent that they deliberately took seats next to a Dhampir. It was disconcerting for someone who didn't like crowds. She found herself gripping her right knee under the desk much like she had done back in History of Magic, except far tighter. She momentarily closed her eyes. 'Calm down. They're not out to get you. Calm down.'

Indeed. As she opened her eyes, not a soul happened to be looking at her; hell, the redhead next to her seemed completely distracted and didn't look like she even want to be there. The rationalization didn't really help calm down her heart rate but it served as a faint tether to reality, which she clung to like a vise. It was going to be alright, she'd just have to hang in there.

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Sturt ☆ School & Sturt Quidditch Team Captain, Chaser & Dueling Club CaptainKirupachi
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Wandless Magic. Right. A tremendously useful class, in Lisa's opinion; quite the shame that she'd have to grin and bear it with her equally tremendously useless right arm. Not being one to back down from a challenge, the blonde walked into class confidently, chin held high. It was almost as if she had never been injured; like she wanted others to know she could still kick their ass with that arm tied behind her back. 'To be fair, I most likely can.'

"What are you doing there?" The Sturt found her usual companion hanging out at the back of the class. Rachel looked at her, startled, not expecting to be talked to; rather, she expected Lisa to join her. She saved a seat and everything! "Come on. Front of the class, now. No time to lose, chop chop." Her free arm motioned the redhead along.

"Huh? Wait, why?" Despite this, Rachel was already getting up from her seat. The only response she obtained was a somewhat condescending eyebrow raise from the Sturt Dueling Club Captain before she walked away; Rachel soon followed, completely missing the sigh of relief the Dhampir next to her let out the moment she left.

"Good morning, Big Stewart." Lisa said as she sat down in the front, next to Chloe. If they had any group work to do, that girl was always her go-to; might as well sit close. "You look dead today." She casually commented, not having a modicum of tact in her words (nor much caring, for that matter). "New teacher, huh. Another one?"

Chloe shrugged. Not long after, Rachel had joined them - the Sturt trio sat together, almost as if the class was divided by Houses.

Doing a once over of the spells written on the board, Lisa clicked her tongue in displeasure and rolled her eyes. "Amateurs..." Of course, they'd have to deal with all of the fifth years that attended the class for the first time. In her point of view it was a waste of a class. She wanted to push herself to the limit, not be dragged down by people who'd never get anywhere in life anyway.

"Uh... Lisa? How are you even gonna do any of them?" The redhead chimed in, being quite aware of the injury the blonde was nursing. She had been there, and somewhat blamed herself for it - the beater doing the tryout at the time sucked and failed to bat the bludger away from her, and if Rachel had gone one slot later than she did in the tryout order, she'd have kept the girl safe. There was a reason why she was one of the two gaining entry to the team in the Beater position, after all, and not the slacker who got Lisa hurt.

"By... You know, doing them." She stated it as if it were obvious. "It's been a couple days, it doesn't hurt as bad anymore. And even if it does, well, I'm not willing to take a hit to my grades for the sake of a team sport." Sacrifice was all well and good, yet, anything but that.

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Spencer ☆ Spencer Quidditch Team Seeker, Pro WrestlerKirupachi
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Hell (also known as Australia) had frozen over - Amber got to class on time.

The happy-go-lucky Spencer strolled into class in a good mood, after having a good night's sleep induced by workout overexertion. Her muscles were sore to an extreme but she loved the high that she got off of it. No pain, no gain; she lived for the burn. And the match she had the night before in Melbourne was phenomenal. According to the promoter, it would be the first in a string of wins to gradually build her up to becoming a viable contender. There were no words to describe how excited she was over it, so she let the giant dumb grin on her face do it instead.

Spotting a familiar person in the sea of students populating the class, she strolled over and squeezed herself into the single empty seat next to her. "Heya, Amy. 'Sup?" She casually chatted up the Flinders while leaning back on the chair to the point its front legs were off the ground, and she was casually swinging back and forth with the aid of her grounded feet.

"Good morning." Came Meadow's response. "I'm glad at least one of you signed up for this class." She commented, noting a rather puzzling absence.

"One of you?" Amber parroted, not catching on immediately. "Whaddya mean, 'one of you'?" Did she mean Mairead? Dangerously perching herself up on the hanging chair, risking to fall, she looked around the classroom to see if she spotted her sister.

"I mean Sam." The Flinders clarified, making Amber retreat to a (minimally) safer posture, if still questionable.

"Sam? Sam ain't here?" It took her a few seconds for her somewhat slow brain to rationalize what that meant. She closed her eyes in frustration once it all clicked. "Oh for crying out loud, is she going on about that grades crap again? I swear to--"

"--Amber, quiet down." Meadow shushed the Spencer as her voice was getting louder, whom seemingly obeyed without much fuss. "You can go over it with her after class, okay? Let's just... Survive the morning, for now."

The weather certainly wasn't making that particular endeavor any easier on them.

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Flinders ☆ Knitter, Paper CutterKirupachi
14 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

MJ was starting to regret signing up for Wandless Magic. It was something that she could surely incorporate into her survivalist tactics, which she had grown fond of for the past few years; but that also meant learning an entirely new and popular skill that there was a good chance she'd fail horrifically at. In public, no less. Yet there she was, entering the classroom as if she had no other choice. She could only hope that bout of worry would subside quick. It came in waves, and hopefully that one would wash over during the class.

She sat down to an unfamiliar person that looked quite pale. She looked over to glance at the girl and saw that she suddenly grew more tense with her own presence. Had MJ taken somebody's seat? Looking around, she wanted to see if anybody made a move towards them; but as most students took their preferred posts, she could see that the seat was very much empty. Maybe the girl was just anxious over it all? She could certainly relate.

"Um..." She didn't want to draw attention to herself, but having a pertinent question, she raised her hand for the unfamiliar teacher to see. She waited to be given permission to talk, after which she spoke up all the way from the back row. "...Excuse me, but, is there any standard point of focus when channeling magic without a proper channeler to focus on?" She had never performed such a thing in her life. Being the newbie in the class, she had to sink or swim. It didn't even occur to her it might be the material covered in the very first class, but at least she still worried about it.

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

The sound of music traveled down the hallway, strings being plucked in trained and a soulful melody as the sound danced from one chord to another. He may not have been able to play in class but nothing prohibited him from playing TOWARDS class. He'd take full advantage of that fact and it had mostly been for the fact that he needed to break in his new guitars exposure. She may not have the acclaim and noticeability of Sapphire just yet, but Thia, was much more cherished to him as an instrument than Sapphire could even be. The kind of thought that threw him for a major loop every now and then. 

As he approached the entry to the Wandless Magic class he slid the guitar on its strap gingerly to rest on his back while halting from playing it. Only leaving a melodic hum from him that resembled the tune that had been played. In a carefree manner he waved towards the Professor of the class. "Hey there, Prof, nice day." His luminescent violet hues scanned around the class where a couple of more than familiar faces popped out along with a few that had been barely acquaintances by even his own definition. As he passed by a few desks he gave a wave towards Chloe. "Hey there, Chloe. Didn't expect to see you in a class! Should be fun." Then gave a light gesture towards Amber in the same notion. "Looking to win Spencer's first fallen and crashed trophy?  Sitting like that looks like it's bound to happen.

A charming smile touched his lips, finding a seat somewhere in the middle he gently removed the guitar from around himself and placed it gently against a wall away from himself for safety and then picked a seat at the edge of the row. 

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Bourke ✩ Kaitore
17 year old Halfblood Werewolf ☆ HE/HIM

To go to class or not to go to class? The though wrapped around the Bourke's head, he had way too much to do than wasting time in some class room sitting around hearing some old stuffy person talk about the applications of Wandless Magic. 'Bleh. . . I guess I'll just go. The less suspicions I toss about my activities, the more likely I can get them done in the first place.' An animalistic snort pulsed from his nostrils, Ten days, he had ten days more or less to get an idea of where his personal investigation to catch the scent before he needed to be locked up in a cold iron storage. 

His skin had already started the process of gently paling, barely noticeable, but it had been preparing itself like it had every single month. Senses even had started to build up to a stronger sensitivity, it had at least allowed him to pick up a few familiar odors that emitted from the classroom and differentiated them from those he'd known personally and those that had been unfamiliar. One seemed. . . Familiar and yet unknown to him which had scrambled his brain a bit, unable to pick out why it had seemed like he should have known it. 

As Travis entered the room he gave a cursory glance to see who the new Professor would be and his eyelids widened slightly. 

All. Woman. Yowza. Maybe this should be a class he shouldn't be skipping at all. The perks were worth a bit of sidetracking from the goal he had for himself in other parts of his life. 

Almost like clockwork he routed himself around the class room and sat behind Meadow and gave light fondle of her hair as one of his signature 'Hello's.' rather than vocally saying. "Oh look, It's Ams. I could hear you down the hall, probably should keep your voice low." That wasn't really a fair tease, he could have heard her even if she didn't yell. Another slow whiff of his nose took place and he took present of another person but it had been due to the unique stench. . . Blood. His eyes lifted up and spotted the likely culprit and he gave a friendly wave towards Danielle. "Hey there, Dani. Didn't know you were snatching this class too. I should have asked." He probably would have scored a seat nearby to give the young teen a bit more comfort.

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Spencer ☆ Spencer Quidditch Team ChaserLee
16 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

This had to have been the busiest and most highly attended class that Keaton had been in, ever. Usually in most classes you could manage to get a desk to yourself, immerse yourself in the subject and not be surrounded by noisy chatter or heated debates...heh, who was he kidding. Keaton was sometimes one of the most engaged students in a class and he had argued points again and again over the years of his schooling and did not back down unless he was firmly put in his place. Wandless magic, however, he was very quick on the uptake of why it was such a well-attended class. Who didn't want to learn the ability to cast magic, spells, hexes, curses and jinxes without the use of their wand? Not only was it an interesting focus of magic - it was also highly adaptable. He was sat in the middle row by a window and his eyebrows had raised significantly when he had realised that they all had a new professor for the subject. There had definitely been a shift in the staffing roster over summer and he wasn't going to be a complainer and whinge about it. Definitely not he thought as he sat back in his seat with a light grin.

The Spencer student eyed the boxes at the front of the class, guessing already what they would be expected to do. It made sense to start with the easiest spells when it came to wandless magic - the thought of trying to use a fire starting spell wandless without any prior formal teaching was a hilarious but chaotic thought. Especially in a class this size. 

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Professor Teaching Staff ☆ Wandless Magic ProfessorTecri
28 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her/Hers

Andrea watched as students got in her class, the number of people was ridiculous. Why? Why are so many people interested in her class? She thought she was getting a few students and she had a feeling those weren't the only students that had signed up for her class. "Oh god, why do you hate me?!" she thought to herself as she looked up. She waited a while longer as people kept getting in, her surprised face was impossible not to notice but soon turned into a desperate look that not many were able to see.

 

Shortly she heard a girl make a question, and a very good one indeed. She approached the girl as the rest of the class was still getting in, she was sure they weren't that interested in the question or else they would have stopped talking, Andrea had a long day ahead with those students. "You can use your hands as a starting point to channel your magic, it's tricky and takes a while to get used to it, but shortly after you learn how to not be dependent of your wand there are other ways to focus, which I will teach." Andrea tried to explain, this girl was probably her first time in a class like that. 

 

Once she had answered the girl's question she walked to the front of the board, everyone was still talking, she whistled hard enough for everyone to hear and pay attention to her. "Good morning everyone." she announced looking at the students, she was nervous, it was her first time teaching teens and she was sure it wasn't going to end well, either for her or for them. "Did you all hear the question that was placed? Does anyone know how to focus without using a proper object?" she asked the classroom and waited for people to reply to her, she hoped that at least one or two of them would be able to get it right.

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Spencer ☆ StudentTecri
16 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ she/her

She was not ready for class, especially not for wandless magic class. Should she skip it? It was a big decision to make. It took all of her strength to get herself out of bed and before she knew it she sounded more like a zombie walking through the hallways, luckily for her in wandless magic class it wasn't required anything special, she could always get the rest of her stuff later for the other classes. Max should be grateful that she was accepted in Tally after being expelled from so many other schools, but deep down she really didn't care much for any of it, just the joy in seeing her mother's face was enough. 

 

Once she reached the class, she waited outside for a moment, when she actually walked inside she saw that the class was full of people and the teacher looked like someone had stolen her breakfast, damn that serious face, so grumpy. She looked over the shoulders of everyone only to find a few people she already had crossed paths with, no matter, the person she wanted was just a bit ahead but with so many people it was hard to reach him, unless...

 

Max studied the room, the rows of tables made it harder to get to the center seats and the easiest way to reach Keaton was by going over some desks, she took her shoes off and with one in each hand, Max waited for the teacher to be distracted with one of the students that apparently had made an answer, then in a not so graceful manner, she jumped into a few empty desks. "Sorry, excuse me, let me through...thank you." she said in a low tone of voice for the teacher not to hear her when she reached her designated place she sat down, this time almost gracefully like a normal human being. "Hello, what did I miss?" she asked Keaton as she put her shoes back on and looked at the teacher that had just returned to the front of the classroom and was already asking hard questions.

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Sturt ☆ Family Busybody★ LilyCat
16 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

Lorelei wasn't fond of arriving at what seemed to be a time when the teacher had decided to begin before all were there. She was certain that she was on time, and she peeked in from outside the door for a moment with lips pursed before then closing her eyes and the girl vanished, shimmering into the seat beside Travis as though she had been there the entire time. She offered a warm smile to the boy with a gentle nudge of her elbow and then waved to Alex, but she paid attention to the teach as though she had heard everything that had gone on so far... which she mostly had. A bright innocent look was upon her features, she hadn't done anything wrong, which she hadn't. The room was so crowded and the teach so overwhelmed that it would be easy to overlook a small girl having entered with the crowd and sat down unnoticed.

At the question from the teacher, however, Lorelei's features brightened easily. The whole reason she'd chosen this class was because well... it was something that came completely natural to her. She lifted her hand up and waited to be called upon.

"Good morning, Miss. I am quite adept at using magic without a wand," The girl said easily, offering a small nod before then realising that by having admitted to such she might have the attention of the entire class on her if there was no one else who could claim such. Surely there were others who were proficient though, weren't there? Maybe? Hopefully? Please?

"Um... that is... I can do some things without always requiring one," Lorelei then continued, a little more nervous now that she realised her folly of being quick to put her hand up.

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Sturt ☆ Junior RangerJazZay
17 year old Halfblood Human ☆ They/Them

Nox was later than they'd hopped, having started their morning out a bit rough. It started with waking up with a lot more curves around their chest and hips than they had the day before, which prompted a "I-forgot-to-do-laundry-can-I-stay-home-in-my-pjs" mood, but Adam and Cass weren't having it. Then Nox got called in by their ranger manager for a quick job. So now they were on their way to class in their worn work pants and a shirt that was a bit snug, hoping they hadn't missed much and could find a familiar face in the class.

Of course, Nox would have no such luck.

All they could see as they walked in was the teacher, answering a student's question, and the backside of a sea heads, which prompted Nox to stand there and look to see if they spotted any familiar… hairstyles.

Just as soon as they thought they may have noticed someone, the teacher asked the class a question and Nox perked up a bit, having at least heard the the exchange between the student and professor well enough to have an answer. Though someone else spoke up before Nox, confirming their skill in wandless magic and then… kind of backtracking? Odd.

Nox grinned and continued with a perky lilt, "Yuh can use gestures and movement, building up momentum to get magic into certain parts of 'di body--Kinda like jugglin' a vase or mixing a really showy drink." They knew that answer was right for dance magic, at least, and presumed the same principles were true for wandless Western Magic.

Then added, "Words and sounds help too." Then the raven-haired wix nodded and stood their, having completely forgotten to find a seat with how accustomed they were to having class on-the-go.

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