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Professor Wright
Let’s lighten things up, Intermediates (years III-V)
Mon Feb 5, 2018 00:59

Being a teacher would, Gray thought as he faced the Intermediate class for the first time in the new academic year, have been the perfect gig for a writer not currently earning enough to live off of, if not for the necessity of, well, actually teaching.

Not for the first time, he cursed his teenage self for setting him up for this – first by choosing an utterly impractical, sporadically-paying thing to do with his life, that had been stupid, he should have been an accountant or something, and then by thinking that his teachers had had a pretty easy life. They gave a little speech, they judged who’d put the prettiest pattern on a glasses case, and then they…did whatever adults who weren’t his parents did in the evening. What, the teenage him had wondered, could be difficult about that?

Well, for one thing, Past Me, ties are really uncomfortable. Also, we have to sound like experts on something we might have only just really researched two hours two days ago. Oh, and did I mention that now all these shows of ours are being observed by the prairie elves because one of our students – one of the ones who likes us, even! – is having an Emotional Crisis due to her long-lost mother being a veela?

Admittedly, Gray was pretty sure none of his teachers had had that particular problem, though it was hard to be sure. He had, after all, never noticed a thing out of the ordinary about Cleo except that she did seem to be a bit more of a firestarter than average, unless her being enough of a fan to recognize his name counted. It was entirely possible that his strings were so irregularly tuned that he wasn’t affected by non-humans whose literal powers included supernatural influence over the minds of male humans. The Aladren in him found that rather interesting on some level, though the rest of him had sense enough to still not want to test his theory about his own impervious-to-veela-charm-osity out around a full veela, rather than just a traumatized kid whose father had apparently had a much more interesting youth than a shopkeeper who listened to albums with his daughter all the time really normally ought to have had….

“Welcome back, everyone,” he began as usual. “And to the third years, welcome to Intermediates – don’t worry, it’s not as bad as you’ve probably heard.” Unless it was, but no harm in giving them some hope, he supposed. Particularly the currently traumatized one he knew existed.. “And our first charm this year is one I expect you’ll be glad to know. Its incantation is adlevo. I assume you all know the spell Wingardium Leviosa, so does anyone want to take a guess what this one does?”

Gray let them take a few guesses. “Like Wingardium Leviosa, this spell involves breaking the rules of gravity,” he summarized finally, nodding in agreement with anyone who’d been in the vicinity of right. “This spell doesn’t make things fly on its own, though – it makes them light as feathers. So do be careful if you ever put it on anything important, because it might just fly away from you if there’s a breeze, and any of your Muggle neighbors might be confused by flying luggage. Plus, charms don’t last forever, so you might find yourself in for an unpleasant surprise if something goes over your head and the spell wears off at the wrong moment.

“The leviosa family of charms all uses the swish and flick motion, so no unlearning any muscle memories on your first day back – just an old faithful. Third years, you’ll start with paperweights – I have a box here – and fifth years, you’ll work on ten-pound weights. Fourth years, you can work with stones – these are on average around five pounds – or the weights, as you feel up to it. By the end of the month I expect everyone to be working with heavier objects, but a lot of you will find you have to work your way up to it.”

Gray absent-mindedly took off his glasses and then put them back on just as inattentively as he tried to remember if there was anything else he’d meant to say. “Anyone who deliberately throws an object – lightweight at that time or otherwise – at a classmate is in serious trouble, but I like to assume you’re all old enough to know better by now,” he added. “Raise your hand if you need any help, and begin.”

OOC: Welcome back! For once, I did remember to check the wiki, but it was less than forthcoming with information and so I made up the incantation – it’s Latin for “lighten, raise, lift up, alleviate, relieve, diminish the force.” All posting rules apply, creativity and detail gets you more points, tag Professor Wright if you need him.

Brief deviation from the usual end-of-class-post-announcements pattern: While his author makes no claim to getting everything right, Gray’s digression comparing himself to a poorly-tuned instrument is due to IC ignorance on his part. While far from a Society PB, he grew up in a fairly conservative all-magical background and as such isn’t aware that his own orientation (he’s asexual and somewhere on a spectrum between heteroromantic and aromantic) exists/is common enough to have a name and such. Now that you know enough about their teacher that your students would wish to sink into the floor if this weren’t an OOC note and so something they don’t know about, carry on as you were.

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