Jump to content
Cbox
Guest enabled! No advertising, and be nice! Not much happening here? Check out our Discord!
Welcome to Tallygarunga, an original roleplay set in the Harry Potter universe. Set in present-day Australia, tensions are high between the Ministry of Magic and the only Ministry-run wizarding school in the country. Become like the other snooty private schools? Not a chance.

Originally established in August 2006, Tallygarunga prides itself on an inclusive and active community. Once part of the Tally family, always part of the Tally family. Whether you're here for the first time, the thousandth time, or returning after a long time---welcome home.
Staff
Sadrienne
Founder
LilyCat
Admin
Kaitore
Moderator
Sturt
872
Flinders
660
Spencer
742
Bourke
635
Tallygarunga
a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
December, 2019 :: Summer


Recommended Posts

Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

Across every single desk had been a pot, filled with dirt and what seemed to be a fully bloomed plant. Each one had been different in genus but one thing had been the same for each one, regardless of the type of flora it'd been. They'd been brittle, fragile and crumbling in despair, the coloration of petals had been off and they wilted under the light, while planted it seemed as if they hadn't gotten certain aspects of the nutrients it needed to keep hydrated. Stem's held a sickly pallor that reflected just how much they'd been suffering, that intervention had been a necessary option for such poor specimens. This, unfortunately, had been one of the many situations that some may end up running into in different parts of the world but certainly during severe droughts that could hit their current home at any moment - whatever Mother Nature's chaos demanded of it. 

He leaned against the desk and the usual expression of up-beat optimism had been struck away entirely, whatever had been on his mind still hadn't fully settled in. "Come on in, party people. I'll get right into what we'll be knocking this term out with." After the cursory introduction he awaited for everyone to file in and sit at a desk that seemed comfortable for them, there hadn't been any form of assigned seats as he felt it would restrict the feeling of freedom for the class. Pushing himself off of the desk and side stepping to reveal that his own table sported a pot with withered flower, clearly it had seen better days and it'd been his hope that in this class many of the flowers would be able to see them as well. 

"As you've all not doubt noticed, in front of you is a potted plant. Each one most likely different from your neighbor's around you. You may as well notice that it's not quite up to certain standards of living. They're dying, not yet dead, but on the brink of it." It had been dire straits but he hadn't wanted them to focus on the unfortunate condition that the fauna had been stuck within. "Considering that my way of saying, 'Welcome to Term Two of Elemental Magic.' " Afterwards there'd been an offered bow of a flourish before he continued on with his lecture. "Water has many applications and one of its primary ones is often in the thread of utility or support. Some of you may end up going into a personal belief or a job that involves preserving the environment in some fashion, this spell I'm about to teach you? It will help with restoring small plants and greenery." It wasn't one tailored towards the restoration of something as massive of a tree but managing the few things that it could target would still assist a bit of the ecosystem and the creatures that relied upon it to some degree. 

Derrick grasped his wand gingerly and started to trace it through the air to demonstrate the motion that instrument or one's finger would need while reciting the incantation. "Redde Aqua!" A pulse of magic pushed through the wand as the tip started to form a gentle stream of water that encircle the plant, pushing into the soil and towards the roots that had been embedded deep into it. Bit by bit, the health of the flora had started to improve. Perky and stout, the color of the petals vibrantly emitting as if they'd been recently colored by proper care. "I want to stress that this spell isn't designed to be a substitution for what the plant will need in a long term, but it helps it to keep fighting just a bit longer. Consider it more of a band aid to assist until nature's wrath has lessened and the conditions of its environment would end up  a bit more amiable.

"It is also what I call a 'gateway' spell. As much as it would assist Naturalists, it could also assist those following a path as a general healer." One of things he'd enjoyed about the subject of Elemental Magic, it had a piece of nearly every class that some of the students were most likely taking. Which meant that they would have extended tools that could be equally useful, developing an expansive repertoire in their arsenal. "And don't get frustrated if you don't get a hang of it easily. That's what we're working towards here.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice Baker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

"Good morning, Professor Ackers!" Came the ever so cheerful greeting as soon as Samantha entered the classroom, grinning ear-to-ear: the first term had been all about fire, a subject which they loved, and the second term transitioned into something she was equally comfortable with - water. It was rare when the Bourke had so much confidence in herself heading into any given class, and it gave a pronounced boost to her already normally jolly demeanor.

Sitting by the desk, her gaze was greeted by the sight of a wilted flower, which made a dent in said high spirits. Even if it was for the sake of a class, she didn't much appreciate the sight of a living being in distress, even if it was plant life. But she understood practical knowledge only came with exactly that - practice. She didn't voice her displeasure with the situation, waiting for the initial lecture to finish so she could get her hands dirty.

Reaching for her wand, the girl traced the needed movement with its tip for the spell to take effect, although she didn't pronounce the incantation out of instinct - water had always felt like an extension of herself, such was the Veela nature. The spell took effect without much difficulty, having the desired outcome. Other than the plant, another thing was also restored, it being the smile in Samantha's lips.

"Like this?" She asked for confirmation - even if she was a natural in the matter, the subconscious insecurity borne of constant failures in every other avenue forced itself to be known.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater✩ Kirupachi
18 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

Rachel found herself stepping out of her room earlier than usual. There was solid reasoning behind it: it would be the first class of her favorite material, within her favorite subject, taught by her favorite teacher. One would think that sort of thing would put a smile on the redhead's lips, given the excitement bubbling up under the surface, but that wasn't the case. She looked as hostile as ever - there just happened to be a twinge of interest in her gaze.

She took her usual seat in the front row, setting down her bag and unsheathing her wand. She didn't even need to see the teacher perform the spell, nor hear the incantation, to replicate the effect. If there was any area in magic Rachel excelled in, it was water based magic and nobody could take it from her. It was one of very, very few things in that world she felt she was worth a damn with, and she wouldn't hold back on it.

As she waited for a second task, the girl traced her wand in the air, wordlessly summoning a simple stream of water that followed the wand's movements around. A simple means of distracting herself, though she couldn't help but hope they'd get to do some precise target practice at one point or another.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ School & Sturt Quidditch Team Captain, Chaser & Dueling Club Captain✩ Kirupachi
17 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

For once, Lisa had been just a little bit late for class - not much, of course, just a couple minutes at best - but she strangely didn't seem too upset at all about that notion that would have, normally, sent her into an angry outburst through the halls. The Sturt seemed to be in a fairly good mood, proved by the smile on her face and spring in her step, along with the strangely polite greeting to the teacher as she made her way into the classroom. "Good morning, Professor Ackers." She said, before making her way to sit near her (second) favorite redhead.

As she sat, she saw Rachel playing around with water in mid-air, as well as a potted, half-dead plant sitting in the middle of her desk. "Do I have to inject some life into this?" An easy assumption, and one she felt quite pleased about - there had been quite the 'injection of life' into Lisa herself recently, after all. Her question was met with a nod.

"Redde Aqua. Standard stuff." Rachel replied, not bothering to look at the fellow Sturt as she continued to make complex movements with her wand. Lisa took out her own, and performed the incantation in her head along with the appropriate movement of the wand, to cast the spell. Water formed and was lowered onto the soil. The girl didn't seem to be paying too much attention to what she was doing; whether she was legitimately distracted with her thoughts or was underestimating the spell was up for debate.

The end result was the water freezing on contact with the soil, forming a thin layer of ice on the pot, surrounding the plant. The ice formation caught her ear, and the Sturt glanced at her little accident. "Oh. Oops." The girl muttered before dispelling her mistake, repeating the process with success the next time.

"...What?" Rachel uttered under her breath as the other girl's reaction to the accident felt strange. What was going on?

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Spencer ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Spencer Quidditch Team Seeker, Pro Wrestler✩ Kirupachi
16 year old Halfblood Human ☆ She/Her

Amber, too, was running late. But not too late! The Spencer raced along the hallways to the Elemental Magic class, wanting to avoid a repeat of the last trimester. Quick and agile feet soon carried her into the classroom in what felt like record time, considering she had stepped into the school not five minutes prior. "Hey!" She greeted the teacher with a wave of two fingers, not bothering with any formalities before scuttling along to sit next to her cousin.

"Water, eh? Ain't that like, your thing?" Amber tried to make conversation immediately, noticing Samantha had finished whatever it was Professor Ackers had told them to do. She received a nod in response.

"Yes. One of, at least. You should get started too..." Amber set her beloved school bag down next to her chair and reached into her holster, retrieving her wand.

"Alright, what do I gotta do?"

"Redde Aqua. Like so." Samantha made the wand movement for Amber to memorize, without reciting the spell proper. After a nod, it was the Spencer's turn to try; she managed to do it successfully without much difficulty, having always had a knack to get that sort of thing first try.

"Next!"

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Flinders ☆ Fifth Year ✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Dhampir ☆ He/Him

"Good day, Professor." Said a cheerful looking Dhampir as he stepped within the confines of the classroom, looking more bright-eyed and healthy than was usual for him. Ian then smiled at the teacher and gave him a nod, and proceeded to sit down at the closest available desk. Placing a dark container with a straw atop the table, the boy let his backpack hang from the back of his chair while he withdrew his wand. Taking a gander at the plant and seeing the theme of a class, he didn't have to be present to know what he had to do; unfortunately, that didn't exactly came with the knowledge of how to perform the spell proper.

He took a sip of his drink through a straw poking out of the closed container - fresh blood, given to him earlier by what he hoped to be legal means - and thought about what the spell would have to be so he could be successful in revitalizing the poor plant. The students' backs, unfortunately, were shielding their spells from view so he couldn't copy. He ended up raising an arm.

"Professor, I apologize, but can you repeat it real quick? I'm afraid I've missed how to perform the spell."

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"Awesome, Sam!" A wide grin formed on his face as he held his hand out for a high five from the young Bourke student. She often seemed to struggle in certain aspects of the class but he knew she would shine through at some point! Just a bit of faith in the students, that's all it came down to in his mind. Afterwards, he'd wander around the classroom, watching as each student conducted their own test. While it seemed a few had the expected blunder's that came about, some others managed a resounding success. Something that he's come to expect that he often didn't give it a second thought or a high accolade to those that managed to progress on the first try. Those that seemed to struggle often, they definitely needed that kind of boost far more, that notice. 

"Good to see you on time for class, Ms. Cross." Derrick often hated having to be 'That teacher', the one that penalized students. But there still had to be some rules that needed to be followed and even if they didn't gain anything from the class in future career's there still held the general use of Elements in the most awkward of moments. "Good to see you've been paying attention to your studies too!" It also made the Young Man proud when one of his Houses members showed they weren't all just giggles and laughter for the common folk. There had been an acumen towards Academics, even if specialized slightly.

He nodded his head towards Ian in a smooth motion, a cool smile stretched across his face. "Sure, just don't get lost in the jargon here." A small jest in his tone as he spoke towards the Male Flinder. Taking his wand back into his hand then he traced the same motion through the air for Ian to see the movements. "This is the motion for the spell, Redde Aqua. It will offer a revitalizing presence of water to the soil and plant's roots if done correctly." And not frozen over like one student seemed to have done. But it was to expected for someone to somehow manage that to get done. 

Derrick didn't expect it to be Lisa, even so he allowed for those to attempt to rectify their mistake and giving a few more chances before he started to move on a bit. "As many of you can see, the plant seeps up what you restored. Giving itself a bit more strength. Slightly tipping in its favor towards survival." When he made his way back towards his desk he proceeded to lean against it casually, barely sitting on the edge of it  while both of his hands grasped the edge of it. "What I want for you all is to feel -accomplished- from this effort, not just in a single class. These plants? I want you all to start taking care of them using the Elemental magic spells you do know. Keeping them watered, making sure the soil is fresh as possible, that they're getting enough circulation of fresh air." He then turned towards the thriving plant that settled on his desk. 

"In fact, I want to hear a few ideas of what you all think would be a good way to keep them healthy. We'll spit ball them now, get it stuck in everyone's head. They'll be something important for the Fourth Term too, so it's vitally important that we all pay attention to one another. Sounds good?" Now came the hard part, he imagined, coming together to hear what the students had in terms of ideas on supplement this rest of the year project that they would be engaging in together. 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice Baker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

A smile of relief stretched out Samantha's lips at the spoken confirmation of her success, cheering her back up immediately. The Bourke clapped the palm of her teacher's hand with her own when prompted, pleased with the outcome. Now, if only she could keep it up, perhaps she wouldn't run that high a risk of failing the year when it came down to it. At least they didn't have national exams during the Fifth Year, which was likely her saving grace for the time being.

"Hey." Amber talked back to the teacher, visibly unhappy with the comment. "Why's everyone holdin' isolated mistakes against me for months lately? Kinda gettin' old..." She grumbled, having grown frustrated with it as of late. It felt like people had been particularly merciless when it came to her for the past couple months. Had she done something to piss everyone off that she wasn't aware of?

"It's okay." The Spencer felt a palm lightly collide against the top of her back, it belonging to her cousin. "Just focus on the class, alright? Nobody can tell you anything if you just pull through, right?"

"Guess so." Amber shrugged to herself and let the thorn on her side go. She leaned back on her chair, letting it hang back and forth on its back legs as usual while waiting for the class to progress. Samantha took the downtime to carefully inspect the plant she was set to take care of, as well as Amber's, but soon the teacher spoke up again to continue the lecture.

It seemed that every student had to take care of the plant assigned to them for the duration of the term. Samantha was excited about such a task - to maintain a living being alive, nurture it and care for its existence was her bread and butter, and something she greatly relished in. Amber, on the other hand, was rather bothered by the idea. She knew how irresponsible she could be, and she had never been someone that had any sliver of a 'green thumb' to go with her studies - there was a reason why she never bothered to take on Herbology beyond the mandatory time after all.

"They'll need to get plenty of sunlight to survive. I guess we should draw from fire magic for a light source?" They were still susceptible to temperature, however, and a Lumos spell didn't exactly qualify as Fire magic. While the Bourke struggled with the conundrum in her head, Amber could only scratch the side of her head through her beanie, not understanding a thing about plant care and being limited to observing the class as a result.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater✩ Kirupachi
18 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

Rachel couldn't understand what had gotten into the fellow Sturt, try as she might. There had been a little extra spring in her step, certainly, but the longer time went on, the more chipper she became; at that point, Lisa had been tackling class tasks with a mellow demeanor as opposed to her zero tolerance of failure. She couldn't help wondering just what had happened for such a change - not one the redhead actively minded, per se, so much as found herself caught completely off guard by.

"Well, whatever..." She wound up muttering, letting out a sigh as an attempt to release the skepticism. There were more important things that Rachel had to concern herself with at that moment anyway: the lovely water magic class. It turned out not to be as 'lovely' as she had expected it to be, however, as they were ordered to care for the plant for the rest of the term. She was in Herbology, making it not so difficult an accomplishment to begin with, but the fact that the term wouldn't be purely water-focused got under her skin. "Ugh..."

"Keeping it alive? Sounds easy." Lisa commented aloud to her desk partner despite not knowing a thing about Herbology - in her mind, if there were plenty of plants out there in the wild that were nourished and brought to thrive with the whims of the highly erratic weather, why couldn't she get a little lone plant through its life without killing it in a controlled environment? To maximize her chances of success, she paid attention to the rest of the class in silence, not having anything to add to the discussion.

"Bugs could be a problem." The former Gryffindor mentioned. "Would a little zappin' count? It's not the material, but..." The water forms Rachel had been drawing in thin air quickly disappeared; soon, little sparks of crackling lightning were erupting from just over the tip of her wand instead. Her true specialty, and from what she knew, not something everyone could do. "...It's still elemental magic."

"Not bad." Lisa commented, resting her chin on her palm while watching the small light show.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Flinders ☆ Fifth Year ✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Dhampir ☆ He/Him

"I see. Thank you!" Ian flashed a smile of appreciation towards the teacher after the quick explanation. Taking his wand with his right hand, the boy calmly and accurately proceeded to replicate the motion that Professor Ackers had demonstrated, and after an incantation escaped his lips, the spell was made manifest. He didn't show much difficulty with the spell, the water seeping into the soil almost immediately, causing the plant to perk up very quickly. He nodded to himself with the accomplishment.

It seemed that others needed a little more time to get their spell mojo going, as he mentally put it, and so he leaned back in his chair to enjoy the spectacle of magic around him. He did so while taking the straw of his beverage to his lips, consuming the contents of the cup as he lacked a hearty breakfast prior to going to class - oversleeping made it so he had to skip out on a proper meal accidentally. Perhaps it was for the best that his sister had no clue of general school life going ons, or else he could picture her avidly slapping the back of his head.

The class then proceeded after a few minutes. The Dhampir's eyes fell on the struggling plant potted upon his desk. Reaching for a leaf with a lone finger, he gently stroked its underside - he wanted to make sure the little guy would survive, no matter what. Knowing a thing or two about plants, he decided to speak up after raising that same arm. "Could there be some sort of elemental spell to help regulate temperature, Professor?" He inquired. Not only useful for plants, but it would help a great deal in the Summer, he thought: especially for his kind.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

A large grin couldn't help but be formed on the older man's face at the excitement that one of his students held. -This- had been one of many moments on why he actively sought to be a Professor, in a world where even the slightest moments of excitement needed to be experienced. Success in the face of unknown adversity towards a trial brought out a sense of accomplishment that could barely be contained, even more so when another acknowledged the efforts. "Keep up that effort and you'll be running stuff in no time, Sam!

Derrick smirked towards Amber, both of his hands pressed against his waist as if he were some posing superhero. "Have to keep you on your toes." It'd been important, in his opinion, to make sure that every student could get as serious about their studies as they could. While adding a bit of fun for no other reason than to break up just how much weight they would be expected to wield upon their shoulders. It didn't help to offer them the opportunity to build on the effort of responsibility either, not when many of them would be moving on to the harsher realities of life in the current and within the next few years. "Excellent observation, Sam! Gained your House some points there!" His gaze shifted across the student body that had been collected in his classroom. "As you've learned in the Fire course of lessons, you can repurpose it for a lot. Using it as a light source that's warming and nurturing is fully within its scope.

It seemed as the suggestion ran ahead they were slowly gaining the tools of the class as he'd wanted it, incorporation of the various other elements regardless of what the planned focus had been. "Sharp as a blade there, Rachel. You earned yourselves a bit of a numbers in the points department too! While the weather will be going down, it shouldn't be underestimated that the little scampers won't try to wivel their way through."Then he gave a smooth nod towards Ian. "Yes, there are several spells and styles of way to go about them that could regulate temperature. In fact, it's one of the specialties I use for the classroom. You'll notice, that in my room, at all times of the years? It's entirely comfortable temperature. Chances are if you aren't comfortable? Your body is really wacked out.

The young man laughed with a wry smile while pointing towards the various Runes that had been situated strategically at different points of the room, a set of runes in fact at each of those points. "Before the weather ends up turning drastically I go through the process of double checking each one, reinforcing it just in case. I'm a perfectionist with my art in that kind of manner. I'll find my notes on how to perform this method and scaling it down so that it could benefit a plant far better.

The Professor's eyes scanned across the classroom for a moment once more. "I'm guessing that's all the ideas currently? If you have any that you're not sure of keep in mind you can talk with me and we'll hash out a plan for it. Now, as stated, these plants will be the culmination of your work with all four Elements in some manner.

He made his way back towards his desk and sat upon it. "But, you know. I am -kind of- thinking we can put this class to an expanded use, you all agree, right? We may as well teach you MORE Water spells. Who wants a bit of target practice with something a bit more Offensive? Maybe a bit defensive too?"

 

 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice Baker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

A wide smile crossed Samantha's lips as she had gotten something verbally correct, winning the Bourke house some points in the process - it wasn't something that she got to do all that often, and thus the thought that she pulled her own weight for once so to help the team win the House Cup made her quite content with herself. She made a mental note of going over the subject with family members, almost every single one of which being all too comfortable with the element in question, to get recommendations as to which spells she should use in order to provide the little plant with just enough light to make it grow.

"Target practice? Now you're talkin'!" Amber spoke up with glee. Taking care of plants was a task too boring for someone like her - she looked as if Rachel's lightning spell struck her directly half the time. "But... Wait. That's for now, or for the term?" 'God, now. Please now. I'm dyin' here.'

Samantha shook her head at her cousin's antics, but her smile remained - she was more amused than frustrated. "Will the plant's state at the end of the term serve as our final evaluation for this particular term?" She decided to ask instead, in hopes they'd dodge an actual exam through their work - even if it was her subject of choice, she was still terrified of having to take on a written test about it. "Or will it carry over to other terms?"

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater✩ Kirupachi
18 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

A rare confident smirk tugged at the corner of Rachel's lips. She watched the very small lightning bolts dance out of her wand's tip for a few more seconds prior to stopping to channel magic through it, causing the crackling energy to cease existing. She wasn't one to care much for house points but it did feel pleasant when she excelled at her favorite subject. It wasn't all that common for her to be able to place herself that far ahead from her peers, after all.

"You could make a duel out of that." The Captain of the related club mentioned, such a thing being right up her alley. "Partner people up, assign one with defense, and one with offense. It would force people to become better, certainly..." Lisa had been looking for alternative methods to enhance dueling output among the Sturts, and felt like that class could be just what she needed in terms of perspective.

"Is that all ya think about? Fightin'?" Rachel could understand Lisa's obsession with being the best to a point - she herself wanted to be noticed by others, and prove that she was worth something. However, she couldn't help but think the younger Sturt often took that way too far.

"Well, it's not all I think about. But, mostly, yes."

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Flinders ☆ Fifth Year ✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Dhampir ☆ He/Him

The teacher's thorough explanation pertaining the point Ian had brought up finally clued him in on why he had always felt somewhat uncomfortable walking into the room - being of the Dhampir kind, his body was naturally more susceptible to temperature than most others, and so a human's 'room temperature' was where it started to become a bit hot for him. He had learned to survive it over time, cooling the clothing on his body with magic, but the idea of having to practice a spell that did such a thing made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Nevertheless, he realized it was necessary for the progression of the class and didn't argue. It made all the sense in the world to use all four elements to help the plant thrive, even if one of them was the very element that put his kind at risk. Perhaps he should ask his sister for methods of combating temperature on the go - she was far more experienced than he in that regard, after all, being a solid decade older.

"Could ice spells potentially be included in the term's material, Professor?" It was water, after all, and a subject not too commonly covered by the academic curriculum as far as he could tell; not to mention its high effectiveness in both defending and attacking if one knew how to use it well.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"That would be -now-, Amber." Derrick offered a smirk as his head shook lightly in amusement towards one of his 'Spencer Wards'. His gaze then shifted towards Samantha which caused the smirk to turn into a soft smile ."It will carry over to other terms. I figured this would be a fun way to demonstrate a unique yet active way to apply the Elements on top of what you'll end up learning in the classroom. To be able to apply what you learned from the various spells as much as from your own personal research in to how Elemental Magic can assist." His hand rose up slightly. "Now, I know what some of you maybe thinking! 'But Sparky, what if we don't have a green thumb!?'

That had been when his lips curled into a far more challenging smile. "For the far more physically inclined or even those that would rather prefer another route than using a plant as a means to test your Elemental knowledge, there will be an option in which I call, 'The Gauntlet of Elements.'" His arms rose up and folded tightly against his chest. "You'll be put through a series of tests for each Element, finding the best way to use them or handle them." He felt that had been an agreeable stance for several students who, for lack of a better relations, just didn't have the concentration that the plant alone would be a fair as the only option to succeed. Derrick wanted to teach them that there would be various paths. 

"As much as I'm entertained and impressed by your constant desire for dueling, Miss. Knotley." He spoke in the somewhat sarcastic tone often expected of him. "I'm sure many people here would end up only having a personal issue with 'danger' of that level." It at least seemed many of his students were excessively sensitive to the real trials of the Magical world and the many issues that actually came with it. "Honing the trait of keen accuracy will be good for the time being.

Derrick gave a confirmed nod towards Ian's question. "Yes, Ian, all of the Elements are expounded on beyond their base existence." After all, as the syllabus had pointed out, the elements and their 'various' forms would be included by it. 

Lifting up his wand he traced it through the air several times, causing a  formation of three balls of fires, all of them the size of a young child's fist. Each set for each student, which the sparks of fire constantly moved in various patterns and ways within an open space within the classroom. "Your objective is to choose one of the set of fires and try to put them out with the spell, Aguamenti." He started to stand up and gripping his wand tightly just in case there had been any accidents that he'd be able to intrude before it could spread or harm too harshly. 

"After you're finished then we can consider the class concluded! And a job well done! Sound fair?"

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Apprentice Baker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

"Sweet!" The Spencer celebrated with her trademark grin, pumping her right fist in victory. The Bourke next to her chuckled at the reaction and shook her head prior to nodding to the teacher's explanation to her own question. From the looks of it they'd have to withstand caring for the plant throughout the various terms, which led the Bourke to believe there would be some sort of written exam at the end of each term - not her strongest suit.

"I'll take on that gauntlet thing!" Amber rose up her hand - she didn't know a thing about Herbology and what a plant needed to survive (she was more proactive in terms of ingesting them after all) and so something based on actual magic was definitely up her alley. She had always been very intuitive with various magical arts, and was bound to succeed.

It was finally time for the second and final task of the class. As water was one of the elements that was her bread and butter, Samantha opted to take the initiative when it came to the 'target practice' the Professor asked them to do. Three fireballs spawned near the Bourke, moving in various patterns - although, given her attuning for that element in itself, she could naturally predict where they were should her eyes be closed.

Needing no incantation, Samantha brought up her wand - the jets of water shot out from its tip in quick succession, with frightening accuracy, putting out the fireballs without much difficulty.

"Damn." Amber spoke after whistling, which got an embarrassed smile out of her cousin. Setting her wand down, the Spencer cracked her knuckles. "Is that a challenge, Sammich? I'm taking it!" Picking up her wand again after there had been sufficient crackling, the Seeker decided to take on the same challenge herself. While she had been every bit as accurate, it had taken her a considerably longer amount of time in between spells to aim - as well as the incantation slipping out past her lips every time.

"Sammich?"

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Sturt Quidditch Team Beater✩ Kirupachi
18 year old Pureblood Human ☆ She/Her

"Now we're talking." Chimed in a certain blonde as Professor Ackers went on at length about a 'Gauntlet of Elements', something her redheaded companion seemed to agree to as well. She had a much greater chance at knocking it out of the park (nor that she wouldn't, of course, what a ridiculous assumption to make) and destroying whatever grading system the Professor would have for the full term. Plus, it would give her a fantastic chance to show off - and potentially lure in new Dueling Club members, of course. Sturt, in particular.

"Well, that's why they call it a trial by fire, Professor. Quite literally." Lisa responded in good humor, rather than a spiteful retort - yet another thing that made Rachel raise an eyebrow at the girl. "But I guess this Gauntlet of yours will have to do."

"What the... Whatever. Time t'finish this off, wouldn'tcha say?" Rachel idly commented as the teacher brought various fireballs into existence, three hovering around near her and another trio of flames catching the other Sturt's attention. The upcoming end of the class felt bittersweet - while she was aching to get out of the classroom, the fact of the matter was that Elemental Magic was Rachel's favorite class, and water her natural element. She didn't exactly want to inhabit any other classroom after that.

With the frightening accuracy of a Beater, the older of the sixth year Sturts quickly dispatched the fireballs floating nearby. It didn't take much longer for Lisa to follow suit, the same level of precision being expected from someone of her caliber.

"I'd argue that ended a bit too soon, but at least it's done."

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Flinders ☆ Fifth Year ✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Dhampir ☆ He/Him

Gauntlet of Elements? While Ian believed he would do well in face of such an exam, he couldn't help but feel more drawn to take care of the little plant since he had the choice - helping out anything at all, even plant life, was more his speed. As such, he made no comments when the idea was brought up at all, instead looking down at the greenery and gently rubbing a leaf with the tip of his finger. "I shall call you Matt."

He snapped back into focus when the teacher finally responded his query, to which the Flinders nodded in understanding. It seemed that ice magic was in the cards for that term! Although, if he had to take a guess, he'd wager it would be more towards the end of June - the temperatures would likely help students out as well. It reminded him that the best time of the year was approaching, the dead of Winter. The only time he could withstand in Victoria without much difficulty, of course.

"Alright." He answered the teacher upon being given the task, watching as three balls of bright flame spawned in his vicinity. Curious eyes followed their course as they moved for a few more seconds than necessary, and he leaned back on his chair to put some distance - people of his kind weren't fond of fire and heat up close and personal, and the boy was no exception. Gripping his wand tightly, he quickly dispatched the offending fireballs and let out a sigh of relief.

It took him a long moment to realize he had done so without so much as uttering an incantation - had the change of type of blood he consumed affected his magic that much, that quickly?

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Professor Head of Spencer ☆ Professor of Elemental Magic, Head of Spencer✩ Kaitore
27 year old Halfblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

It seemed that majority of the students had succeeded in the final exercise of the class. But. . . Why were they still standing there and not gathering up their things to leave? "What, do you all just like hanging around me that much? I'm touched! Though I'm sure many of you have classes to attend towards and probably a case of work to do for those of you in classes like History of Magic." He remembered his time in that class, specifically with the individual who temporarily taught it as well. One of the hell days had always been researching and finding out parts of history that hadn't been kept snugged within the pages of a book held within the school. 

Pushing himself from the desk he grasped his wand in a tight hold and started to wave it through the air as several of the miscellaneous things that had grown out of sorts during the class had started to situated itself. A stream of water power-washing the floor where the fireballs had been and then a flowing stream of sand coursed across the area as well for good measure in making sure that no errant sparks could plan their assault on his classroom. Afterwards he made his way towards his desk and sat at the seat, pulling out a stack of papers and giving an annoyed sigh at the amount of work he still needed to do. Why couldn't he just hire Audrey to handle it? Or Arti- Nope, he couldn't do that at the moment that would just cause him more issues later down the line with that one!

Whether the students decided to talk amongst themselves or continue practicing various spells to try and gain a better hold on the spells taught or even enhancing the versatility of them, in Derrick's mind? The class had officially been counted as over. A quick thought crossed his mind and without even looking up he started to speak. "Just remember, if you've any questions, need any assistance, or have some form of idea that you want to test and need a bit of insight - my Door is usually opened. Or I'm out on the school grounds somewhere."

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.

×
×
  • Create New...