Professor Miles
Hold on Tight! [First Through Third Years]
Mon Jun 10, 2013 20:18
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Chris always tried to be careful with the first lesson of the year. There would be some very eager first years mixed in with some very miserable third and second years who may have been trying to adjust themselves to new time zones and things of the such. Chris understood that; it hadn’t been that long ago since he was a student. He was pretty good at sympathizing with students when they failed to perform their work to the best of their abilities. He hadn’t ever really taught any students who were really into Defense Against the Dark Arts like he was during his years at RMI, but maybe this would be the year. If he were to come across a student like that, then he would be sure to push them to do their best and not allow them to slack off as much.

The older Chris got, the more he realized that his job was actually pretty important. The teaching position was given to him out of pity, he was sure, so he always assumed it was a job that anyone could do that really didn’t affect the world around him. That was why he originally wanted to be a wizard cop, so that he would feel like he was actually doing something good for the world. But actually, Chris had the chance to influence young kids into wanting to do what he was never brilliant enough to do (not to mention other circumstances that prevented him from being about to do it). The twenty-one-year-old didn’t regret anything that had happened to him to change the course of his life as he expected it, but he did wonder where he would be now if his beautiful daughter hadn’t been born.

Once the former Aquila realized he had the power to do something important for society, he decided that he would make attempts at being a better teacher. He took a couple of courses over the summer to strengthen his abilities Defense Against the Dark Arts as well as a class on education. They were a little challenging, but Chris was pretty certain the reason for that was that he hadn’t been in school for so long. He found out a long time ago that he wasn’t an idiot; he just had no common sense or work ethic.

On the morning of the first day of class, the black haired man was the first one up in his household. He went down to the Diner for breakfast and then made his way to his classroom early, taking his long black robe off as he got in the room. It wasn’t the best example for the kids, but being a Muggleborn, he found the whole robe thing very annoying and inconvenient. Underneath his robes, however, in honor of it being the first day of school, Chris wore a black button down shirt and black slacks. As the school year progressed, he would probably start wearing t-shirts, but for now he would try to be professional.

Chris spun around in his familiar black spiny-chair as the students piled in. They were allowed to sit anywhere they wanted in the evenly spaced desks. The room was darkly lit with most of the shades closed and only four torches to light the stone walls. This was nice during the summer time, making it chilly so that students wouldn’t get sleepy in the summer heat. On the walls were posters with adorable drawings of usually terrifying dark creatures. The one of the Norwegian Ridgeback resembled Puff the Magic Dragon! There was a chalkboard in the front of the room with a desk directly in front of it with a few defensive gadgets on it.

Once the last student came in, Chris took his wand out of his back pocket and magically shut the door with a loud bang. “Hello, and welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts. To the first years who are not Aquilas, I’m Professor Miles. To the rest of you: Hey.

“I’m going to start off with a quick overview of what you should expect from this course. To anyone who doesn’t know this already, in this class you learn to defend yourself from dark magic. Dark magic can be extremely dangerous and lead you to life-threatening issues. I speak from experience.” He was sure that many of them had guessed that already, seeing the large burn scar on his right cheek that would never heal over. “For your first three years here, you will learn how to protect yourself from basic spells and jinxes that could harm you, as well as to detect dark magic so as to prevent yourself from medaling with it. You’ll also be learning some useful facts about dark creatures, as well as interacting with some of them.” Chris felt it important that he teach his students a bit more about magical creatures, especially since there hadn’t been a Care of Magical Creatures class in ages.

“As for today, we’re going to start off with some wand work. The spell we will be working on today is called Expelliarmus.” Chris flicked his wand so that the chalk would start writing that on the board. “This spell is used to disarm. It’s hard to get on the first few tries because of the specifics of the wand movement. It’s a sort of circle-and-jab sort of thing,” Chris said, demonstrating the wand movement with his own wand. “But once you get it, you should expect your victim’s wand to spin out of their hands. I don’t really think I have to explain why this is useful; you could literally save your life with this spell!” If he was able to make his students feel like what they were doing was important, then they would probably be more into the lesson.

“More powerful wizards and witches are able to actually knock their opponent off their feet when they use the spell, although if I were you guys I would only be striving to disarm today. When we go back to this spell, however, some of you might be able to use it to that advantage.

“Some tips: make sure you say your pronunciation very carefully. And don’t forget this wand movement.” He demonstrated it again. “Okay, so everyone grab a partner to practice this on. I’ll be walking around and observing and helping where help is needed. Don’t hesitate to call for me if you need help.” Chris stood up and waited for the scraping of the chairs on the hard floor to settle downs before saying, “Good luck, and have fun!”

OOC: Hi guys! Please write grammatically correct, creative, 200 word (minimum) posts, with no godmodding. (Check the rules if you have further questions on posting guidelines.) Please include your house in the author box, like this: Allison Miles [Draco]. Thanks! If you have any questions, tag Chris! Have fun! :)

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        • Okay is wonderful!Ella Parker, Thu Jun 20 16:03
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